OOOOKKKKKK! CHAP 18 peeeps!

Main Author!: Bloody-red-scar

Second Author!: AllWolfXFox

Jetko - Honora

Chapter 18

Everyone woke up to the stench of death, dust and mold. Not very pleasant. Katara had found some old brooms in a cupboard under the stairs and handed one to everyone. Even Keiko. Katara worked on the Kitchen, cleaning the shelves and pots.

Bee was working in the lounge and ground floor hallways. Using cloths and brooms to clean high ceiling. The house shook with a scream as a large spider fell on top of her head that came from a corner.

Jet was working in bathroom up stairs and the attic. Cleaning out the body of the child and burying him out back. Thinking it would be the best idea and most respectful.

Zuko and Keiko where doing the two rooms upstairs near the bathroom. Cleaning and throwing out bedroom things that were either old, rotting or was decaying. Zuko had set Honora in a crib that was already in his and Jet's room.

"Bee. Doesn't like spiders does she?" Keiko asked whiling handing Zuko a cloth. Zuko was standing on a chair, using it to reach high shelves. Zuko chuckled and took it, leaning over one of the higher shelves and wiped.

"No." Zuko smiled. "She doesn't."

"I don't like spiders either." Keiko admitted shyly and took the cloth away as Zuko got down from the higher shelves.

"It's okay to be scared of things like that." Zuko said walking to the bed. Keiko sat on the chair that Zuko got off from and watched him strip the bed sheets.

"Even walkers?" Zuko paused and continued.

"Yeah...Even walkers." Zuko said slowly and dusted the sheets. Only to see bugs come out of it. Zuko drop it quickly as the bugs scattered and Keiko squealed curling up on the chair.

"Well... We won't be using that again." Zuko joked, picking up the sheets and throwing them out of the window. "Will just have to improvises or see if Katara can wash them." Zuko said. He turned to see Keiko still frightened on the chair. "Keiko?" Zuko asked frowning. He walked over and saw Keiko visibly shaking. In the next moment Keiko latched onto Zuko as if he was a life line and cried into his chest. Acting on mother instincts, he wrapped his arms around the girl and carried her to the bed too sit on. Keiko continued to cry in Zuko's chest.

"Hai. Hai. Hai. What's the matter?" Zuko asked Keiko, stroking the girl's long knotty hair. He would have to find a brush later

"I-I *breaths* Don't *cries* Like *Breaths* bugs." Keiko cried, tightening her hold on Zuko's chest and curling on his lap. Zuko didn't like to see kids cry. So he continued to shush her and stroke her hair just like his mother did when he was upset. He couldn't help but feel over protective of the child. Yes, he would like to be her mother. But it seems just so wrong to take a child from another. Jet was right of course. He did want her to be his, but she wasn't. However, she could be. She did want him to be. So maybe...

"Hai. Shush..." Zuko kissed Keiko's head. Zuko then thought of something. "Hush little baby don't say a word." Zuko sang. "Mama's gonna buy you a mocking bird." Zuko's voiced soothed Keiko's cries only to sniffs as she stared up at Zuko. Listening to the sweet and low, but calming tune sounds as Zuko sang.

"And if that mocking bird don't sing.
Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring.
And if that dimond ring turns bras
Mama's gonna buy you a looking glass.
And if that looking glass get's broke.
Mama's gonna buy you a Billy goat.
And if that Billy goat won't pull.
Mama's gonna buy you a cart and pull.
And if that cart and pull turned over.
Mama's gonna buy you a dog named rover.
And if that dog named rover don't bark.
Mama's gonna buy you a horse and cart.
And if that horse and cart fall down.
You'll still be the sweetest girl in town." Zuko smiled down as she smiled up at Zuko.

"You're really good at singing, babe." Zuko jumped a little as Jet stared at him with a small soft smile while leaning on the door frame, admiring the scene.

"Well err umm. Yes *cough* I-I guess." Zuko blushed, smiling a little. Keiko laughed and hugged Zuko tightly.

"That's was beautiful!" Keiko smiled up at him. Zuko nodded at her and hugged her tightly.

"Yes. It's was. And it's true..." Zuko said. Keiko stared blankly.

"Does that mean you will be my ma?" Keiko said hopefully. Zuko couldn't help but chuckle at her.

"Yes." Zuko confirmed. Keiko squealed and repeated 'Thank you' over and over. Jet gave a knowing smirk at Zuko that said. 'I told you so.' Zuko just glared back playfully 'Oh piss off.' Rolling his eyes at the end of his glare.

"Jet." Bee called from down stairs. "We've got a problem." Zuko and Jet sent a knowing look at one another. Zuko picked up a sleeping Honora and walked down with Keiko gripping Zuko's trousers on the way down. They walked into the kitchen, which in most, was really clean and had no horrid smell thankfully. Katara stood next to an open food storage closet and stood there facing them, crossing her arms over her chest with a serious look.

"There's no food." Katara said bluntly.

"What?!" The two teen boy's yelled.

"But my mother said there was enough to last years." Zuko inputted.

"There was. But most of it was out of date. So we've got nothing. Even the food we had last night is gone to." Katara said.

"Why the heck did we believe ya mother!" Bee yelled at Zuko.

"It's not her fault. Maybe she didn't know." Zuko defended.

"Oh. And I'm supposed to believe that." Bee sneered. Zuko was on the point of throwing a tantrum in a minuet if she didn't shut up.

"Enough!" Jet yelled over the two. "We can't go round blaming each other, okay? It aint Zuko's or Ursa's fault. Will work something out." Jet ordered.

"Well, we'll just have to go hunt again." Smellerbee said, grabbing her gun. "And we have to go now Jet. While it's still light." Jet nodded, grabbing his swords and is gun. Before Jet could leave the house, Keiko grabbed his hand.

"Can I go on a hunt too?" Jet looked at her.

"No, it's too dangerous." Before Keiko could give Jet a replay, Smellerbee took Jet's gun from his waist and gave it to Keiko."You can come with us, but stay close." Jet stared Smellerbee which said. 'Have you gone completely crazy?' Smellerbee just raised her eyebrow, grabbing Keiko by her hand. "What? We have to teach her how to protect herself sometime. One day we will also have to teach Honora how to shot anyway." Jet sighed, pulling a hand through his hair.

"Fine, you can come with us." Keiko gave Jet a small smile, running out of the house.

"Have fun." Katara yelled waving at them. Jet smiled, closing the door.

"Okay, now it's just two of us on cleaning the house. I'll take the bathroom and the hall, and you'll do the bedroom. Okay? In agreement? Okay. Let's go!" Katara yelled happily before Zuko could get a word in. Zuko stared blankly before he just shook his head. He walked upstairs and put Honora back into the crib. She moved a little, waking up from her dreaming.

"Hey, go back to sleep sweetie, you need it." Honora stared at her ma, reaching for him. "Oh. Okay, I'll take you." When Zuko took her from the crib, she grabbed Zuko's T-shirt, looking at it for a while. She looked at Zuko before she putted the T-shirt in her mouth. "Hey, that isn't food." Honora pulled the T-shirt away from her mouth. "You ate a while ago, you can't be hungry already." When Zuko traced his finger against her stomach, she grabbed the finger, playing with it. "We'll have to find you some toys soon." Katara then walked in, with a broom in her hand.

"I'm fin...you haven't even started yet, have you?" Zuko nodded sheepishly, putting Honora into the crib.

"I will get to work right away." Zuko grabbed the broom, starting to clean the room.

"You don't have to do it, I don't think it's that dirty."

BANG!

Katara ran to the window and looked outside to see Smellerbee, Keiko and Jet running after a bore. Katara laughed.

"Zuko come look at this." Zuko walked at Katara's side and looked out of the window, bursting into fists of laughter when he saw Jet lunged at the bore, missing it completely.

"If they manage him. Will have enough food for weeks." Katara smiled, holding back a laugh.
Keiko raised Jet's hand gun and shot the bore in the head.

"Good *pant* job *pant* Keiko" Jet panted as he fell on the ground exhausted. Smellerbee walked in front of Jet, helping him up.

"Stop sleeping and help us get the bore into the kitchen." Jet nodded, grabbing the boar by its legs.

"Katara get tha cooking pot ready, we're gonna have tha best lunch in weeks!" Katara smiled, helping Jet get the bore into the kitchen. "Until lunch is ready, we aint got nothing." Jet sighed, walking up stairs. Jet came into the bedroom with Zuko, sitting on the end of the bed, waiting for him.

"What do you wanna do?" Zuko said. Jet stared blankly before his lips reached up into his signature smirk. He walked over and straddled Zuko's waist and slowly pinned him to the bed, stroking Zuko's hair

"Jet, I'm not sure if it's the right time to do it." Jet made a whinnying noise.

"Who said tha we're gonna do it? I just want to talk with ya." Jet bent down, kissing Zuko's neck and rolling his hips.

"Not today Jet." Jet smiled, kissing Zuko on his forehead. Honora started to cry. Zuko pushed Jet away from him, walking over the crib.

"What is it, sweetie?" Jet twitched his nose, covering it.

"What is that smell?" Zuko covered his nose too. He had no idea how to change dippers.

"Katara!" Both of them screamed.

"What is it?" Katara asked, walking over the crib. "Oh, I'll do it." Katara took Honora from the crib, going into the bathroom. "You're gonna have to learn how to do it at some point!" Katara yelled from the bathroom. The two teens shivered.

"This is gonna be hell." Jet whispered. Zuko looked sharply at him.

"About what?" Zuko hissed.

"Umm... Just tha we're gonna have to learn this shit business and I don't particular want ta do it." Jet admitted. Zuko fumed.

"So. You don't want our daughter."

"What? No!" Jet yelled.

"No!?" Zuko yelled back.

"No- I-I mean Yes! Yes I want our daughter. No I don't wanna change dippers. Seriously, I would never think that!" Jet yelled. Zuko calmed down and stared at the floor.

"Sorry... Just. A little paranoid." Zuko whispered. Jet sighed.

"It's okay." Jet walked over bringing Zuko into a hug. Zuko smiled slightly and kissed Jet on the lips. Jut put a hand behind Zuko's head, deepening the kiss. Zuko leaned into the kiss and moved his hips as far as they could to Jet's. Katara walked into the room with Honora, blushing when she saw two of them kissing. Zuko noticed her, and scarcely moved Jet away from him, reaching for Honora, smiling at her.

"Thank you Katara." Zuko smiled.

"Well.*cough* It's still light out. I think I should go out and practise for a while." Katara said walking out the door.

"Can I come too?" Zuko asked hopefully, making Katara stop.

"What do you mean?" Jet narrowed his eyes at him.

"Well, I haven't practised my firebending for a long time. So, this could be a good chance to practise." Jet raised his eyebrow, taking Honora from Zuko.

"Well, I don't want you to fire bend." Zuko narrowed his eyes and raised his hand, making a fire fits.

"I'll do what I want, and there's nothing you can do to say so. If you try anything, you'll be saying 'bye bye' to your eyebrows!" Jet gulped, backing away a little.

"O-okay, y-you win. Go pra-practise your f-firebending." Katara snickered in the corner of her mouth as Zuko 'humph' and walked out from the room. Katara followed after, leaving Jet behind.

"Well that went well." Jet said to Honora.

Katara gathered water from the lake and twisted it into an octopus stance and lashed out. Zuko rolled to the side and fire leg sweep at Katara's legs. Katara shielded her feet and brought all the water in her stance and pushed forward turning them into ice daggers. Zuko breathed in and breathed out hot red flames from his mouth. Letting steam sizzle in the air.

"Come on! Is that the best you've got?" Katara huffed, smirking wickedly. They had been outside for about two hours, working on their bending. Neither had managed to get the other pinned or admitted defeat. So it was close to becoming a draw. But neither would back down.

"Hai! I have an excuse! I just got back on my fighting feet after been pregnant! Give me a chance!" Zuko yelled crating fire daggers in his hands.

Meanwhile Jet was watching from the house, sitting on the porch. He had Honora in his arms and she stared over watching the fight.

"I really hope you turn out to be bender, sweetie." Honora turned her gaze on her daddy, grabbing his hair, and playing with it. "Ouch, that hurts." Jet lossend Honora's grip. "Wha did I say?" Jet glared whit a pout. Honora just stared blankly. "*sigh* Sorry just... If you are then I guess I can live with it."

"Live with what?"

"AHH!" Jet jumped, turning to see Bee staring over his shoulder. "Fuck. Women don't scare me like that!"

"You're not supposed to swear in front of Honora. I might as well tell Zuko." Jet paled. "HAHAHAHA Just kidding. You should see your face!" Bee laughed, hugging her hurting sides.

"Ha ha." Jet said with a dull note.

"I'm still wanna know what you can live with." Jet gulped, turning away from Smellerbee.

"I guess I will have to live with the fact that my daughter might be a fire bender." Smellerbee frowned, sitting next to Jet. "You know what they did to my family. They burned my village to the ground with no mercy. Women and child." Jet whispered. Smellerbee could hear sadness in his voice. Even Honora could hear the sadness in his voice a little. She curled into her daddy's chest.

"You don't have to tell me. I know what they did." Jet didn't give a response and stroked his Honora's hair.

"I hate the fire nation. And I hate fire benders. Even though that one in particular is very cute." Smellerbee stuck her tongue out in a gag. Jet laughed quietly. "I was talking about Honora."

Smellerbee smiled. "But you still don't know if she is a fire bender. It can take years before till you'll know."

Jet chuckled. "Even if she is a fire bender, she will still be my cutest child in the world." Jet smiled at Honora, kissing her forehead.

"HA!" Bee and Jet turned to see Zuko looming over a tired Katara with a smirked that came rival any. "I win!" Zuko yelled.

"Hooray..." Katara breathed scarsticly. "Okay, you won. Let's go eat our lunch." Everybody nodded leaving into the kitchen

Once everyone went inside Katara and Zuko were preparing the bore Keiko had shot. Once it was cooked, everyone sat around a table in the lounge that Jet had set up for them.

"Well. I never thought I say this Zuko. But you're sure one good fire bender... and beat me to." Katara whispered the last part.

"Ha, because I'm that amazing." Zuko joked.

"Ya. Amazing at getting fat." Bee laughed. Zuko just glared.

"I still don't like it." Jet pitched in. Everyone turned their heads to him. Minus Honora, who was sleeping close to Zuko chest.

"What? Why?" Zuko asked.

"I don't like you fire bending." Jet said simply and continued to eat. Leaving the rest in an uncomfortable silence.

"And what's that's supposed to mean." Zuko bit.

"What it means." Jet coolly said. Ignoring Zuko fumed face.

"I'm a fire bender. Which means that I can control fire in case you forgot." Zuko glared.

"I just don't want to see you fire bend. It reminds me of my village burning to the ground every time." Jet said softly. Zuko's eyes softened.

"So why be with me? If you knew what I was." He asked. Everyone froze when Zuko asked that question. Jet could have given lots of reasons, but he said nothing. Probably the most stupidest mistakes in his life for picking this time to be silent. "Well then." Zuko swallowed. "I'm gonna put Honora to sleep." Zuko chocked and went up stairs. Katara's eyes turned shiftily to Jet in a hard glare.

"Why didn't you say anything?" She hissed.

"Look. I just prefer to have Zuko as a non bender than a bender okay?" Jet snapped.

"Well, Jet. Tough shit. He ain't going to be one any time soon." Bee said and stabbed a fork in her bore.

Zuko had put Honora in her crib next to his side of the bed. Zuko went into the bathroom to wash his face and wipe the tears away.

What's the point. Zuko thought.

He says he loves me. Then goes off and says he doesn't like me fire bending. Zuko ran the tap and washed water on his face, leaving him to lean over the sink. I can't help who I am.

Zuko growled and straightened his back. A figure appeared behind him through the mirror. Zuko opened his mouth to scream but was muffled by a large hand.

"Well. If it isn't Prince Zuko." The man's voice said. Zuko's spine shivered.

That voice, no... Zuko blinked, clearing his vision and gasped in the man's hand. Wanting more than nothing to get away from him. The man stood behind him was wearing rusted fire nation uniform and had longer hair that looked more tatted than clean. He didn't look all that different... His eyes... however...wasn't. Zuko never liked him and he will never will, he never did like that smile...Zhao!

"How you've been?" Zhao asked with a sickly smile. Zuko struggled in Zhao's grasp and tried to scream. "Ah ah ah." Zhao sing song, waving a knife in front of Zuko's face. "You don't want baby junior's blood on your hands now do we?" Zuko froze.

He wouldn't! Not Honora! Zuko helplessly thought.

"Now this is what you're gonna do." Zhao smirked, bring his head down to Zuko's unburned ear and whispered. "You're gonna pay back for what happened in the north pole. And you're gonna do it quietly. Or your kid is nothing but a bag of bones." Zhao tugged at Zuko's short hair harshly. "Got it." Zuko considered his options at this point. He couldn't do anything in this potion and knowing Zhao. He would kill Honora. He wouldn't take the risk. Zuko, nodded.

"Now. I'm going to make sure you don't scream." Zhao said cruelly, lifting a cloth with a note in the middle, placing it over Zuko's mouth quickly. Zuko whined in the cloth, trying to bite through it. Zuko felt a sharp object poking his back.

"Now now. Prince. Not a sound. Or..." Zhao smiled trailing his gaze over to the open door to Zuko and Jet's bedroom. Zuko trailed his eyes to the open door, heart bounding in his chest. He never experienced fear before, maybe with Katara a little, but only this for his baby's safety not for his. This... This is Zhao. A born killer with no feelings. Zuko didn't give Zhao the pleasure of him being weak then. He won't start now and he won't give Zhao any chance for him to hurt his baby.

"Get moving." Zhao spat harshly in his ear, pushing Zuko forward into the hallway under the attic. Zhao pulled the attic string, the automatic stairs came down. Zhao grabbed Zuko and pushed him up the ladder. Zuko scrambled up the stairs and to the end of the attic. Watching Zhao slowly came up. Then with the last remaining light Zuko had. Zhao...closed the automatic ladder... Shut.

To be continued...

Oooo whas gonna happen ta Zuko? FIND OUT IN THA NEXT CHAP! NUMBER 19!

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