Author's Note: Well here it is! The last chapter for the series of Misconceptions! It says that in book 4 Korra is 21 so we will make Korra 21 in the second sequence with her sons and she will age as the years go by. We had so much fun writing this, and we are both so happy that you all enjoyed it as much as we did. Thank you all for staying with us this whole time and please review and let us what you think! Thank you!

Epilogue

Five Months Later

"Avatar Korra, are you sure you want to go down there?" A White Lotus guard asked the obviously pregnant Avatar who was giving him a nasty stink eye. Korra was no longer in her normal clothes; she was wearing a traditional water tribe dress. It was similar to the ones that Katara use to wear.

"I am pregnant, not crippled!" Korra snapped at the guard as she instinctually held her stomach; Mako walked up next to Korra and gave the guard a look that told him to let the pair in.

"Ma'am, I must advise you not go down there." Another guard spoke as he walked from inside the two large doors. "Zaheer is a very strong, manipulative, and destructive man. That is no place for a woman bearing a child." Korra walked, more like wobbled, up to the guard and got right in his face.

"That so called 'destructive' man is my children's father, so I would advise you step aside before I move you." Korra glared into the man's eyes without doubt or hesitation in her eyes. The man gulped before stepping aside and letting the two benders in.

The two large doors slowly opened dust and all sorts of debris fell; Korra looked back at Mako who smiled at her and both of them walked into the doors together. Korra leaned up against the metal grated walls of the elevator as her, Mako, and two other White Lotus guards travelled down towards Zaheer's cell. When the elevator finally stopped, both White Lotus guards walked out first and stood on either side of the elevator entrance. Mako helped Korra up off the wall and helped her off the elevator.

They were in what looked like a cave, everything was just rock and it looked as if it was made in a hurry and it was not refined looking. Two more White Lotus guards stood on either side of one long metal door. As they walked up to the door the White Lotus guards metal bended the door up so that she may go through.

"Ma'am I am sorry but we are sending in two guards with you to see him" A White Lotus guard said as he approached the Avatar.

"And why is that?" Korra demanded as she quickly turned around with her arm on her hip. Korra was not happy with everyone calling her Ma'am; she was not old. She was only nineteen.

"Not that we think you aren't capable to protect yourself, but if the stress causes you to go into early labor, it would be easier for us to get to you and help." The White Lotus guard said as he bowed his head. Mako walked over to Korra and placed his hand on her shoulder and nodded at her.

"It is probably for the best, Korra." Mako said and he shrugged.

Korra let out a loud groan, but did allow the two guards to walk with her into the large metal box. The two guards instructed her to go up near the other side and she did as followed, although she was not too happy to be doing so. The door behind them slowly closed and when it finally hit the ground the large metal wall in front of them began to slowly rise up. This brought them to a large open cavern that was lit by different green crystals aligning the walls. Two lanterns with the crystals inside sat in front of a large metal circle in the center of the room. There were large chains connected to the sides of the circle, with little slack. These chains were bolted to a large metal disk around a man's waist. This man's hands were also bound in metal bounds and he just sat in the middle of the circle. Meditating.

The two white lotus guards did not move from either side of the large steel wall, while Korra walked towards the man chained to the ground. A sad smile found her face as her bottom lip began to tremble from all the emotions that were hitting her all at once. His hair was longer, as was his beard, and his clothes were a little torn, but this was still the man that she had come to love. This man slowly raised his head at the sound of small footsteps coming towards him and his eyes grew wide as he saw the love of his life walking towards him. Zaheer quickly leaped to his feet and began to run towards her, but only to be jerked back by the tight chains.

"Korra!" Zaheer whispered as she neared the edge of the circle, "Why did you never write me back?" Tears came to Korra's eyes as she was a loss for words.

"I was scared. As you can see," Korra gestured towards her enlarged stomach, "I did not know how you would react. I wished to tell you in person; nothing I could write on paper could remotely compare to how I feel."

Korra took a step closer to Zaheer and reached her hand out to touch his cheek, but the chains that held Zaheer got shorter and yanked him back causing him to smash his back into the metal. Korra yelled as Zaheer let out a loud groans as he just laid against the cold metal. Korra turned to the guards who obviously had shortened his chains.

"Why would you do that?" Korra screeched at the guards, "There was no need for that! And you better believe if it wasn't bad for the babies I would smash you into the ground right about now!"

"You cannot touch the prisoner." The White Lotus guard said with no emotion, the way he looked at the young Avatar made it seem like he was looking right passed her.

"He loves me!" Korra screamed as she flung her arms towards the man on the ground, "He would never hurt me or his ch—"

Korra's eyes went wide and she let out a heart wrenching scream as she clutched onto her stomach. Pain began to rip through her lower abdominal; the only noise that filled the room was the echoes of her screaming. Tears flew down her face as the pain only seemed to increase with every second. The two White Lotus guards ran up to the Avatar only to catch her as she passed out from the pain. Zaheer ran to as far as the chains would allow him; he yelled and screamed as he watched the two guards take his love away.

He crumbled to his knees as the metal wall slowly came closed.

Two Years Later

Korra clenched her eyes shut and wrapped the blankets tighter around her body when she hears the door slam open. Korra curls herself in a tighter ball as she hears small footsteps race towards the bed, and finally Korra groans when a small body jumps on her.

"Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!" yelled a high voice; the small boy tried his hardest to shake his mother awake, "Come on, mommy! Up!"

Korra opened one eye to see where her little boy was; he was jumping up and down on her side with a pout covering his face. Korra almost laughed at how cute he looked; his black hair was messy and pointing in every direction, he still had a small dribble of drool coming from his mouth and his eyes shinned with excitement. He had two different colored eyes that Korra loved, one eye was a very light amber and the other was a light grey that matched his father's. Korra quickly reached out to grab her little boy and quickly turned both of them over so she was now leaning over him. Korra quickly began to tickle her son. Soon his laughter filled the room; leaving a huge smile on Korra's lips.

"Mommy! Stop!" the little boy managed to plead in between fits of giggles, "Mommy!" But Korra kept tickling her son as he tried to push her arms away as he continued to giggle.

"What did mommy say about jumping on her while she was sleeping?" Korra said as she lifted her son's shirt and blow on his stomach causing him to squeal in delight. It took him a minute to answer due to lack of breath and too much laughing.

"Not to" Her son squeaked out; Korra finally satisfied that her son most likely would not wake her up like that for at least a week stopped tickling him. Korra laid down next to her son and pulled him in her chest.

"Good." Korra said as she kissed her son's forehead, "Now, Noren, where is your brother?" Noren looked at his mom and shrugged his shoulders, "Is he still sleeping?" Noren sat up in bed and shrugged. Korra laughed and sat up in the bed as well.

Korra quickly jumped up out of the bed and stretched out her shoulders. Turning around she smiled at her little man.

"Mommy is pretty!" Noren yelled as he rolled on his side to his mother who was staring at him from the other side smiling at him.

"Why thank you, baby" Korra said sweetly as she picked up her son and swung him in the air before finally settling on her hip as she began to head towards her boys room. Noren clung onto his mom and smiled up at her.

To Noren his mom was the most beautiful woman out there; her brown hair was down to her mid back and it reminded him of sweat chocolate. Her eyes still shined after everything and he wished that he had gotten mommy's eyes, but mommy said his eyes were just as nice if not nicer. He loved how mommy would play with him and San; he loved how mommy would show them magic and he loved how mommy taught him and San the magic as well. Noren wrapped his small arms around his mom and nuzzled his face into her.

Korra smiled down at her son and tousled his hair with her free hand. Korra slid open the door to the room right next to hers. She slowly and quietly walked in to the dark room and towards her other son's bed. A small smile filled her lips as she saw her son peacefully sleeping in his bed. Korra sat on the edge of the bed, shifted Noren to her lap, and slowly shook her son away.

"San," Korra spoke quietly only a little louder than a whisper, "Baby, come on time to wake up." San turned over in his sleep and let out a tiny groan and Korra had to stifle a laugh. "Come on, San, it is an important day." This got her son to slowly turn over on his back and stare up at his mom. San rubbed his eyes and let out a loud yet high pitched yawn.

"Mommy?" San questioned as he rubbed his eyes some more. Korra smiled at her son and leaned down to kiss his forehead.

"Yes, baby. It's me. But we need to get ready now." Korra said as she reached her free arm under San and pulled him to her hip as well and stood up. "It is a really big day, but first you guys need to get ready" Korra's head snapped up as she heard someone walk into the room, but she instantly relaxed when she saw that it was only Mako.

"It is good to see that you haven't lost those reflexes." Mako chuckled as Korra just glared at the fire bender. "Okay, okay I can see that mommy is tired. So why does Uncle Mako just take the boys and help them get ready as mommy goes and gets ready."

Korra smiled as Mako grabbed both of the boys from Korra's arms and set them both on the bed. Korra began to walk out the door before she turned around and mouthed a quick 'thank you' towards Mako then she left to get ready.

Korra looked back and laughed when she saw that both of her boys were asleep; Korra picked both boys up off of Naga's back and when Naga laid down, Korra carefully got off of Naga without dropping the boys. Korra's hair was down, except her two normal front clips, flowing behind her with every step towards the large metal doors. The boys began to wake up when Korra finally reached the elevator and she was heading towards her love. Noren tugged at his mom's hair; Korra looked down at her son with a smile.

"Mommy?" Noren asked as San yawned pretty loudly.

"Yes, honey?"

"Can I walk?" Noren asked with a blush covering his face; Korra let out a giggle, but placed her one son on the ground to the right of her.

"But you have to hold my hand." Korra said in a stern voice holding her hand out to the young boy. Noren nodded with a huge smile on his face and enthusiastically grabbed his mother's hand.

With San on her hip and Noren holding her right hand, Korra let the White Lotus Guards lead her to Zaheer. Noren was much like Korra in the way he was adventurous, he was easily excited, over all he had his mother's passion and spirit. Where San was much more like his father; he was a lot calmer, much more easily controlled, and was passionate if he really wanted something, but was caring. San looked a lot more like Korra; light brown hair was ruffled on the top of his hair, he had Korra's nose, and he had sea green eyes. Noren had his father's facial features, and his eye. Korra let out a quiet laugh at that thought.

"Mommy?" Noren asked as he tugged on Korra's hand, "Why is daddy here?" Korra's eyes widened as she struggled to come up with the words.

"Your daddy loves your mommy very much, but he did a really good thing to protect her and he has to stay here because of that." The young White Lotus guard who was walking with Korra said bent down eye level to Noren, "But no worries, kiddo, he will be out soon!" Noren giggled as the White Lotus guard ruffled Noren's hair.

"Thank you." Korra said slightly bowing her head to the young man; the young man blushed and stammered to say welcome.

As like before two White Lotus guards went with Korra into the room with Zaheer, but they would not leave their post by the metal wall unless Korra or her children were in harm's way.

Zaheer slowly lifted his head at the sound of the metal wall slowly lifting and the clanking of the gears. His heart began to race as he saw the love of his life walking towards him, with a child on her hip and a child on her hand. A huge smile covered both lovers' faces when their eyes landed on each other. Korra's eyes went wide when she saw that Zaheer was still in chains and a frown quickly covered her smile. Korra quickly scooped up Noren turned away from Zaheer hoping that neither of her sons saw their father in chains.

"Cover your ears boys." Korra said in the sweetest voice that she could muster; both boys quickly covered their ears, "Why is he is chains?" Korra sneered at the guards as quickly as she could.

"He is a prisoner." The older White Lotus guard said in a mono-tone voice.

"Yes, I understand that." Korra said with an aggravated look on her face, "But I specifically asked that he not be in chains for when he saw his children for the first time. I waited the two spirit damn years that you asked me to so they could see him, and I would rather them not see him like this!"

"Ma'am I am sorry, but we cannot take him out of his chains just in case his tries to escape." The same White Lotus guard spoke. Korra sighed realizing that there was no use fighting him. Korra turned back to Zaheer and she realized how battered he looked; physically he looked stronger, but the bags under his eye and the way his once light grey eyes now turned dark told her that he was miserable.

Zaheer stood up and walked to the edge of the circle when he saw Korra running as fast as she could with one boy in each arm. Korra sat down right in front of him in a meditating position; Korra wanted to touch him, but she remembered what happened last time she attempted to. Zaheer nodded at Korra and sat down as well mimicking her position. Korra had both of the boys in her lap and the smile would not leave Zaheer's face. Korra reached out her hand towards his and he did as well, both just hoping that they could touch for just a moment. Korra almost cried when her palm brushed his; their fingers intertwined for a moment until the guard said something, but for them that moment was all they needed to keep them going.

"I love you, Korra." Zaheer said in a serious tone as he stared into her eyes, "I still love you as much as I did then."

"I love you too, my air." Korra said in a trembling voice; Korra's focus switched when she felt someone tugging at her hair.

"Mommy?" Noren asked as he looked up at his mother then to the strange man that was sitting across from her.

"Boys, this is your father." Korra said shifting both boys so they were looking at him, "Zaheer these are your sons. This is Noren, and this is San."

"Wow." Noren said as his eyes grew wide, "You wanna see me do magic?" Noren jumped off of his mother and before Zaheer could even say anything, Noren made a small flame in his hand. Zaheer's eyes went wide as he suddenly forgot how to breathe. "San can do magic too! But with dirt!"

"That is incredible, buddy." Zaheer said with a smile; just wishing to reach out and hug his sun. He could see all of Korra's personality in his sun and he was over filled with joy. "I like your eyes; I think they are pretty cool."

Noren's eyes went wide and a blush covered his round cheeks as he started to mumble under his breath as the embarrassment filled his eyes. Korra laughed as did Zaheer and both were so relieved to hear the other's laugh once more.

"Do you like my eyes as well daddy?" San said as his eyes grew wide; Zaheer turned and smiled at his son.

"Of course I love your eyes; they remind me of the ocean." Zaheer said with joy filling each word, "Have you ever been to the beach?" Both boys shook their head and Zaheer made a face at Korra.

"Well, we just haven't had time I guess." Korra shuddered as she tried to find an excuse. Both boys looked at their mother, and then quickly turned to their father with their eyes wide and their bottom lip out.

"Can we do, daddy?" Both boys whined at their father; Korra couldn't help but laugh at Zaheer's face as he encountered his first double team.

"The first thing we will do as a family when I get out is go to the beach!" Zaheer said with a triumphant grin on his face. Korra laughed as the boys began to cheer and run around.

The boys glanced at each other and then began to run towards their father; Korra couldn't say 'no' fast enough as both boys watched their dad get ripped back by the chains. Zaheer flew backwards and smashed into the metal creating a huge bang that echoed throughout the room. Tears began to weld up in Korra's eyes as they streamed down the boy's face as fear was ramped on their faces.

"Daddy!" Noren yelled as he tried to run towards his father; Korra quickly wrapped an arm around both boys holding them back from their father. Both boys struggled against their mother's grip, and although it was futile they kept trying.

Zaheer slowly got to his feet and began to walk to Korra; the White Lotus yanked at the chains as they began to slowly began to pull him away from Korra.

"Let me hold my kids!" Zaheer snarled at the guards as the chains began to tighten around him.

White Lotus guards came from a rock door behind him and slowly the chains were removed him the metal circle and Zaheer was now being dragged out of the room. Korra's eyes widened as she was torn between running after him and covering her children's eyes. Korra let silent tears stream down her face as she quickly gathered her children in her arms, their faces pushed up against her chest she stood up and looked at Zaheer who was still struggling and yelling at the guards.

Korra nodded her head slightly at Zaheer and turned to walk out of the cell as Zaheer was dragged by chains away.

A Year Later

"That was not part of the original deal!" Korra yelled as stood up from the chair and her fist into the metal desk leaving a clear fist imprint. Everyone in the police station tensed up form the amount of anger radiating off of her.

"I am sorry, Korra, but this is the only way the council will allow you to take Zaheer home with you." Lin said as she tried to calm down the raging Avatar, "I am not saying I agree with this, but this is the only way.

"I filed all of the paper work; I worked for four years to get him out of that hell hole and I have dealt with every little detail. I am taking him into my care. He is not allowed to leave my side. He already is limited to what he can do now. He is not some war criminal!" Korra screamed, "He is my husband! He is the father to my children!"

"Korra, calm down," Zaheer said from behind her; he wished he could hold her but his hand were still bound by chains. Korra turned to look at him with sadness and anger in her usually clear crystal blue eyes.

"No!" Korra screamed, "I will not take away your bending!" Korra turned back towards Lin when Mako cleared his throat.

"Listen, Korra, it isn't fair; trust me I know." Mako said pointing down to all the contracts that they have been signing, "But this is the only way the council feels truly safe; they believe this is the only true way for him to not be a threat anymore."

"You are asking me to pick between his freedom and a part of him." Korra said in a softer voice, "You want to give him freedom, yet rip his wings. Or unbound his wings, but keep him locked away." Korra fell back down into the chair and put her face in her hands. Zaheer walked over to Korra, leaned over, and kissed her temple.

"I do not need wings, for you are my wings." Zaheer whispered quiet enough that only Korra could hear, "I gave up my bending once to allow you to breathe; now I will lose it again so I may breathe with you."

Korra looked up at him as he straightens up and gave her a true smile. Korra sighed and looked at the desk, refusing to look at Lin or any of the other officers.

"Where do I sign?" Korra asked clutching the pen as tight as she could. Lin put the final paper in front of her and pointed to the bottom of the page. Korra slowly signed her name at the bottom of the page; she was holding the pen so tight that every letter hurt to write. Although Korra felt like it wasn't enough pain for what she was about to do.

Korra slowly stood up, gracefully she wrapped her arms around Zaheer and clutched on to him for dear life. After a moment she pulled back and Zaheer went down on one knee willingly. Korra sniffled and place one thumb on his forehead and one thumb on his sternum. A single tear fell down her face as she felt her energy quickly taking over his. Eating away every inch of his bending.

When Korra pulled away Zaheer's eyes shuttered closed for a moment, but Zaheer forced his eyes open and he slowly rose to his feet with his head held tall.

"Remove the chains." Korra angrily mumbled; when no one moved she yelled, "Remove the chains, now!"

With the flick of Lin's wrist the metallic sound of the chains hitting the ground echoed throughout the small metal room. Soon the echoes of giggling replaced the harsh cold ones as a man was finally able to hold his wife and child after being bound by chains for years. A bird may need his wings to fly; but if he has his family around him, he has no use for wings.

"But who prays for Satan? Who, in eighteen centuries, has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner that needed it the most?" –Mark Twain