Author's note: It's such a sad day when you have to get up at 4:30 in a Monday, ain't it? :( That's why I bring you this chapter to break your heart.

So, how's the chocolate overdose? I hope you still have some left to cheer you up at the end of this chapter. I'll be waiting for your review at the end.

Oh, and by the way, the song that inspired this is P!nk's Crystal Ball, that probably is my favorite P!nk song. See you guys soon!

14: Crystal ball

Yue

Time wasn't really a thing in the spirit world, so the only way Yue could tell that it was passing was through them: the people she loved in that lifetime of hers. She watched her parents and cousins up north, watched the distant southern tribe strive, watched the war end. She liked to think that she did her part to help end that war.

And she watched him. Her Sokka. Watched him live and achieve and be happy and sad and it made her happy and sad too. He had been the first and only to make her feel more, and she loved him so much for it.

Numerous times he called up to her and she was glad to help at the best of her ability. She watched him earn the most different names, but her favorite had to do with her – The man blessed by Tui.

Twice was the number of times Yue was unable to help him, and those times hurt her as badly as they hurt him.

Second was when he went to the Avatar's aid, protecting that precious little girl with his life, much like he protected his little girls. Laying on the snow, he looked up at her.

"You look beautiful tonight," he managed to say. "It's okay, Yue. Don't weep, it's okay."

She wept anyway.

First it had been at her home, by the hut of the Northern Water Tribe. He sat on the snow with the small bundle that contained his little boy in his hands; much too young to survive the birth, not even Tui and La together could do something. She invited the clouds to cover her moon form just so she could use her Yue form for a few moments and get close to him.

He could not see her, but he looked up at where she was anyway and he was crying. She looked down at the baby, his brown skin with a light shade of blue. This spiritual body couldn't cry, but it could feel.

Yue felt helpless. Useless.

She reached out and touched his cheek. Sokka gasped under her touch, letting out a sob. It was their third try and how far two people could go with so much loss?

"I'm sorry, my love," she said to him. "I'm so, so sorry, but there's nothing I can do."

The clouds kept going their way and Yue had to leave.