And here is chapter 11! Much thanks to daydream11 for editing this for me, and even more thanks to my readers and reviewers! Seriously, whithout all you, I wouldn't have made it this far in the story!

I would like to advise a quick warning before the chapter… I have read some reviews of fanfics where someone with the username ANONYMOUS5824 is putting up major spoilers for the rest of the season/series. Fortunately, I only read one or two things that will happen, which I already knew about. Luckily, I blocked him from reviewing this story as well as anonymous reviews. I haven't watched any of the episodes that haven't aired in the US yet (up to episode 3.9). I just wanted to warn those who don't want to be spoiled to watch out!

Anyway, this is a pretty short chapter; just Katara with some cravings and mood-swings. I'm not finished with chapter 12 yet, so it's possible that it won't be up for another two weeks… Hopefully sooner though…

Disclaimer: -Gets a big neon sign that reads 'I don't own Avatar'-

Over the next few weeks, Katara and Aang have had many visits from old mothers, each of them giving the couple different advice on how to care for Katara's unborn baby.

"Now Katara dear, you want to stay off your feet as much as you can," one woman from the North Pole said.

"You don't want to eat too much of that unhealthy junk you kids seem to like so much," an elderly woman said as she began looking through their cupboards.

"It's important to sleep as much as you can. Heaven knows you'll need it once the baby is born!"

"Oh, those mood swings get the best of all us women; I know you didn't really mean that," another woman said, shaking her head with a soft smile after Katara told her where she should put her advice.

"Wow Katara," Aang said after the woman left… but not before Katara gave her a few choice words. "I didn't know you knew all of those words."

About a week later, when Katara was just over a month pregnant, the Northerners decided it was about time they headed back home to the North Pole. The whole city was there to wish everyone luck on the long journey back, and a few of the guests congratulated Katara and Aang once again on their marriage and the baby.

"You're welcome back at any time," Hakoda said as he bowed to the chief of the Northern Water Tribe, and with one final "thank you" and "congratulations again, and good luck", they were off.

Later on in the afternoon, Katara and Aang were in their hut. The waterbender stood sideways by a mirror with a hand over her still flat stomach.

"Dear Yue, I'm getting so fat!"

"You're not fat, Katara." Aang said with a slightly annoyed sigh. Ever since she got pregnant, Katara has been complaining about how fat she was, even though the baby wasn't even showing yet.

"You're just saying that to be nice to me," Katara said, almost in tears.

'Mood swing' Aang sighed. Only five weeks along, and already Katara was annoying Aang with her almost constant mood swings.

'Just do what you always do and you'll survive this.' The airbender put his arms around his wife as she started to cry. Aang was trying hard not to roll his eyes at Katara's sensitivity. After all, it wasn't her fault she was acting like this.

"Oh Aang," Katara sobbed. "You're just so sweet to me, even when I'm acting unreasonable and angry… I don't deserve you!" She started to cry even harder. Aang just continued patting her back, waiting for her to calm down.

That night, Aang decided to cook dinner for himself and Katara, since the waterbender became very sensitive to smells, and easily got sick while she cooked.

"What do you want for dinner, Katara?" Aang asked, not realizing his mistake.

"Hm…" Katara strolled over to the cupboards and looked through their food. "How about some stewed sea prunes?"

"Alright," even though this wasn't Aang's favorite food, he was still willing to make whatever Katara wanted. As he reached to grab the supplies, Katara stopped him.

"I changed my mind." She said. "I want some sort of meat…"

The Avatar's stomach flipped over. Even the mention of someone eating an animal was enough to make him sick, but he said nothing. "What kind of meat. Is fish okay?"

Katara shook her head and thought for a moment. "No… some other kind of meat… I kinda want… something fresh." Aang knew that 'fresh' meant 'freshly killed'.

"I… Katara, you know that I can't kill a living thing…" the airbender started. "It's just how I was raised…" Aang could see tears gathering in her eyes. He was so sick of these mood swings… 'Relax Aang,' he told himself, 'just eight more months to go…'

"Well, that's what I want! I'm hungry! It's not my fault I want fresh meat! It's just that… the baby…"

"Alright, alright, I'll see what I can do…" Aang said quickly, not wanting to upset his wife any further. "What about Sokka? He's a good hunter isn't he? I can go ask him!" Aang was relieved when the tears instantly vanished, replaced by a wide smile.

"You'd really do that for me? Thanks Aang!" She kissed him on the cheek, not hearing Aang muttering darkly to himself as he left.

"Hey Sokka," Aang greeted his brother-in-law as he arrived at and entered his hut. The warrior was sitting on his couch, polishing the meteorite sword he had made himself several years ago.

"Hey Aang, what's up?" Sokka put his sword aside and faced the airbender.

"It's Katara…" he sighed.

"Lemme guess, cravings?" Sokka smiled.

"Yeah… how'd you know?" Aang asked.

"I've gone through two pregnancies with Suki already. I know what's going on with Katara right now. It's the same with every woman."

Aang highly doubted that it was the exact same for each woman, but that didn't matter right now.

"So," Sokka went on. "What does she want?"

"Fresh meat…" Aang tried hard not to gag.

"Ah. I see. Well then, let me just—" before Sokka could finish however, Katara popped her head in the door…

"Aang, I changed my mind. I do want fish."

Aang was silent for a few moments, trying to resist the urge to yell at his wife to make up her mind. Finally, he took a deep breath. "I'm gonna go check on Appa and Momo… Sokka, take care of this…"

"What's his problem?" the waterbender asked, clearly unaware of the annoyance she was causing. Sokka shrugged.

Yeah. Daydream11 pointed out that most women will get sick at the smell of meat… Well, you can pretend that either Katara isn't most women, or that she does get sick while Sokka's cooking and will change her mind about what she wants to eat (again). I just don't have the time or patience to write out that part, though if you all really want to, I might… -Coughs- Anyway, please review!