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Mako's POV

I could see her think about what I'd told her. If I were being honest, it was alarming to see her this way. She wasnt the usually energetic girl I had known. She had changed. And I knew it was for the better, but it puzzled me why she would want people to believe she hadn't. I had seen right through her fake persona, I hadn't told her though. I wanted to see how far she would go with it.

"What happened the day you were knocked out?" I asked quietly. I saw her eyes reflect the pain of the memory she'd relived. "You were seizing. It-it scared us."

We sat in silence for a moment before she spoke. "I-I remembered what happened when I first arrived at the Boiling Rock," she admitted, her voice cracking. "There were so many bodies floating around. I stood by and watched as so many people died." Korra stopped when her breathing hitched.

I scooted closer to her and placed my hand over hers once again while shaking my head. I was pushing her, I knew I was. And it had occurred to me the moment at that moment that it wasn't a good idea.

"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."

Korra bit her lip and nodded before standing up. "It's late; I should get back to the island."

"The last ferry left ten minutes ago and it's raining," I said, looking at the time before glancing out the window. "You can crash here. I'll take the couch and you can have the bed."

She shook her head. "No, I think I should leave," she insisted, heading toward the door.

I blocked her path. "No, Korra," I said. "It's raining out there. Just stay here and I'll call Tenzin."

My old teammate sighed but nodded. "Fine, but I'll take the couch," she said. I opened my mouth to protest but she cut me off. "That's my condition."

I pinched the bridge of my nose and reluctantly nodded. She went to lay on the couch while I called the island. Luckily, her mother answered and I told her Korra would be staying the night with me. She agreed and asked if she had eaten anything. I assured her she had.

"Mako," Senna said.

"Yes?"

"Korra hasn't been sleeping well," she said, concern thick in her voice. "Sometimes she tends to wake up…disoriented. Don't touch her in her sleep. It's raining right now and she hates storms. Just make sure she can't hear the thunder, it scares her."

"I'll do my best," I replied before hanging up.

When I went back to the living room, I found Korra already fast asleep, breathing in and out peacefully. Careful to not wake her up I covered her with a blanket before heading over to my room, leaving the door open.

Later that night, I began to hear small whimpers, as if someone was in pain. I got up, lit a flame in my hand and went to investigate. I found Korra curled up by the window whimpering, her clothes drenched from the rain coming in through the opened window. I silently cursed before closing it. I remembered what Senna had said about waking her up, but I had no choice.

The minute I placed a hand on her shoulder, she rolled onto her back, landing in a crouch, ready to attack. She looked at me then at her surroundings, looking like a cornered animal. My expression softened.

"It's ok," I said. "It's me, Mako. You were going to crash here, remember?"

After a while she nodded and brought her legs close to her chest, her body shaking from the cold. I brought out an extra set of clothes and had her change. As I patiently waited for her to get dressed, I wondered why she slept by the window, and why she had opened it while it was raining.

When she finally finished I dragged her to my room and ordered her to stay in the bed. She refused shaking her head.

"I'm still not used to it," she insisted. "You take the bed, I'll take the couch."

"No," I replied firmly. "I don't want you to open the window again, not to mention you can hardly hear the thunder in here. Just get in the bed and sleep."

After a couple more minutes of arguing, she reluctantly did as she was told. I stayed with her for a few minutes, making sure she was asleep before going to couch. I didn't hear anything and the next morning I woke up with the sun as I usually did. I walked inside the room and sighed heavily at the sight.

Korra was curled up on the floor, with only a pillow. I shook her awake and she sat up, her eyes still drooping from sleep. I got her to get up and once again had her get in the bed. Surprisingly, she didn't argue and soon enough she was out for the count. I sighed again before covering her up and going to work. I didn't know if I would find her there when I got back, but I left a note anyway telling her to make herself at home.

Korra's POV

I woke up some time past midday. For a moment I didn't know where I was but then I remembered that Mako had gone to visit me the night before and I had stayed in his apartment because it had been raining. I sat up in bed and looked around the room. It had little to no furniture in it. Just the bed I was on, two night stands and a bookshelf. I stretched a bit before getting up.

There was a picture on the nightstand; it had all four of us in like the one I had a home. I went to the bathroom to check if the clothes had dried but with my luck they hadn't yet. I sighed and went out into the living room. I noticed there was a plate and a note on the top in the center table.

'Eat. I'll be back at 5pm, make yourself at home.'

I grabbed the plate and heated up the food a little before sitting back down in the living room. I didn't mind being here, I really didn't but…I didn't think I should be there. I didn't understand why Mako of all people was being nice to me. Nice. I let a bitter smile appear. There was no such thing as nice; at least not at the Boiling Rock.

I finished the food and wrote 'Thank You' on the note before grabbing my stuff and leaving. I didn't want to be here when he got back, it would just…complicate things more.

Amon's POV

After the Avatar's little escape I had to close down the Boiling Rock…permanently. It had been a shame that I had kept this prison for those Benders for so long only to shut it down for a little brat. One of my informants back in the city let me know General Iroh would be making a trip here soon as soon as he solved a problem in Ba Sing Se. I made sure the sight that would greet him would be one he would never forget.

"Amon," Lieutenant called.

I turned to face him, hands behind my back. "What is it?"

"There might be a complication in Republic City."

I frowned behind the mask. There were no complications in my plan and I wouldn't allow any to happen. "It's nothing I can't handle," I replied dismissively.

"You don't understand, Amon," he insisted. "This is beyond even your control."

My eyes narrowed. Was that a challenge? "What is it?"

"The Blue Spirit."

I chuckled at that, turning away from him. I had heard about the Blue Spirit before, nothing but a myth, which was no complication at all. "That is just a myth, a bedtime story parents tell their children."

"It's not," he countered. "The Blue Spirit is real and it can Airbend."

My eyes widened slightly at the news. That was impossible. "There are but four Airbender's left. It's impossible."

"It's killed at least one person already and injured more than a dozen," he informed me. "This Spirit is not to be trifled with."

"Neither am I."

"What you going to do?" Lieutenant asked.

I turned my back at him, looking out into the sea on the ship that was taking us to Republic City. There were but four Airbender's left. Five, if I hadn't taken the Avatar's Bending. By nature, Airbenders were harmless, never killing anything. This Spirit will be a challenge but I was sure it was nothing I wouldn't be able to handle.

I smiled behind the mask before looking at him once again. "It looks like we'll have to accelerate our plans."