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Chapter 36

Katara's POV Finale pt. 2

"Dad!" I screeched happily. "What are you guys…how did you guys get here? Mai locked the door, and she said that no one could get inside."

"Katara," he said, wrapping his arms around me, careful not to crush me and my shoulder. "I'm so happy you're ok. Mai didn't do anything to you, did she?"

I shook my head. "No, she didn't. She was going to kill Zuko if he didn't listen to her, though."

We all turned to look at Zuko. He looked like a kicked puppy. He turned to look up at me. "I'm sorry that I couldn't protect you, Katara. I should've helped you, but…"

I slowly got out of the hospital bed and went towards him. He stood up and looked down into my face. I smiled at him and put my hand on his face. "Zuko, I know that you would do anything to protect me. And I know when Mai threatened you; the threat was mainly pointed on me. You did protect me, Zuko."

He turned his head away from me. "I didn't protect you. I should've stood up to Mai; I could've stopped her before she even came to the hospital. This would've, should've been over a long time ago if I would've stopped her from the beginning, the very beginning."

I looked over at the doors as the medics came running in.

"What happened to this one?" one of them asked us, looking at Aang. We all gasped. We had completely forgotten about Aang.

"Did Mai do that?" Toph yelled, running over to him. "Ok, ok, ok, ok he's alive, he's still alive. He just has a big welt on his forehead," she turned to look over at me. "Did this happen with a gun?" I nodded. The nurses went over to Aang. He was starting to wake up. The nurses checked his head.

"Must've been one big gun," Sokka said, also feeling Aang pulse in his neck. "Speaking of guns, where is the one Mai had?"

"Right here," Jet said, pulling out a police gun from out of Mai's coat pocket. "It looks like she stole a gun from the police…again."

"When was the first time?" I asked.

"She stole one back in high school," Zuko spoke up.

"Why?" Sokka asked. "What did she need a gun for?"

Zuko smirked. "As you may know, I used to be a bad boy back in high school." We all nodded, completely agreeing with him. Zuko frowned, "Ok, I was not that bad high school, you guys."

"Are you kidding me, Zuko!" my dad exclaimed, slamming his fist on the table. Everyone flinched. "You got my baby girl pregnant! And God knows how many girls you slept with before her…"

"Dad, please," I said blushing. I saw some of the nurses laughing. "It's been five years now."

"You ruined her reputation!" He continued, "And you really messed up her college life. She had to go to a community college."

"I stayed with her," Zuko said, starting to get angry. "I didn't run away like some people do."

My dad frowned. "Are you talking to me, son? I didn't leave Kya," he said, speaking about my mother. "Once she got pregnant, I had to get my thoughts together, and then I came back for her and Sokka, then Katara when she was born."

"I stayed with her too!" Zuko continued.

Hakoda shook his head and chuckled. "She could've gone to Harvard, you know. She could've had a good education, and a good degree. She got an academic scholarship, and she had to give it back because she got pregnant with your child!"

"Which is your granddaughter?" Zuko exclaimed. "You make it seem that you wish Paxton wasn't born. Do you even love her?"

"Zuko…" I started, but Zuko raised his hand, cutting me off.

"No, Katara. Your dad's been arguing with me since the day this whole thing with you in the hospital started, and I'm tired of it. If your dad has something to say, he needs to say it now."

"Katara, I know that we never really had the proper opportunity to talk about this," my dad started, "but…why? Why did this…how did this happen?"

"Do you want us to tell you the details, old man?" Toph said bluntly.

He nodded. "Actually, that would be a great idea, Toph. I didn't even get a story when Katara told me, well, when I overheard her say she was pregnant on the phone. It would be great to hear what exactly happened."

"Dad…" I started out sheepishly.

"Go on, Toph," my dad said, waving me off.

I looked over at Zuko for support, he nodded at me. "Hakoda, this isn't the proper time to talk about this. We should be discussing—"

"I'm learning about my daughter, Zuko," he said, "and how she got pregnant."

Zuko threw up his hands in exasperation. "What do you mean 'how she got pregnant?'? How do you think it happened? I put my—"

"Zuko!" I yelled, stopping him. I turned to look over at my dad, who was tapping the toe of his feet on the floor impatiently. "Dad, can't we talk about this later. Right now we have to figure out how we are going to deal with this Mai ordeal. We can't just act like nothing happened."

My father's face softened. "I know, Katara. I can't just act like nothing has happened. Mai has hurt you, and she's going to have consequences for doing that. But the other police are coming, and I can't do anything until then. Besides, the nurses and doctors are here tending her."

"And Aang," Sokka added.

Zuko sighed. "We will wait then."

"No, they will wait," my father said, pointing to the rest of us. "You and I, Zuko, are going to have a little talk about that night you made my daughter lose her virginity."

"I didn't make her do anything," Zuko mumbled.

"Speak up, son," Hakoda said.

Zuko sighed. "I said that I didn't make her to anything."

Hakoda shrugged. "So, what did you do? Did she just fall on the bed with you, and you guys just got right into it?"

"I didn't pressure Katara into having sex with me, Hakoda," Zuko said calmly. "I didn't pressure her into doing anything with me."

"Then tell me exactly what happened on that night," Hakoda said through his teeth.

"It was graduation night, dad," Sokka said.

"Graduation!" he said, getting louder.

"They were drunk, what do you expect?" Toph said, picking her fingernails. "You would've done the same thing if you were at a party drunk and you saw a cute girl who was also drunk." She looked over at me and smirked mischievously. "I mean, she also had on a short dress, too, Hakoda. Can you say, 'easy access'?" I frowned and looked over at Zuko. He was blushing.

My dad turned around, looking over at me. "You were drunk? No one told me that there was any alcohol at the graduation party."

"Apparently no one has been telling you anything these past couple years," Jet mumbled to Sokka.

"Don't get on my bad side, Jet," my dad said. "I know that you and Katara dated in middle school and in the beginning of high school. I know you have some secrets up your sleeves about what you and my daughter did together."

"Actually, sir, I nev…didn't do anything with your daughter," Jet said, correcting himself.

"No sex?" my dad questioned. Jet shook his head. "What about anything else?" Jet grunted a response incoherently. "What was that, Jet?"

"Dad, aren't we supposed to be discussing how Mai got a gun?" Sokka asked interrupting the conversation, which I was relieved about. "This bickering is getting us nowhere. The police should be coming here soon. We should want to have something ready for them when they come."

My father raised his hand, motioning for Sokka to stop talking. "Is he really that good in bed, Katara?" he said, speaking about Zuko.

"Dad!" Sokka and I both yelled.

"Stop this! This is getting us nowhere!" Zuko yelled. "Now listen, the reason that Mai had the gun was because she and I used to sell guns for money to people. She would manipulate the police and I would take their guns without them even noticing it," he sighed. "They called me the Blue Spirit because I was so quick, so cunning, and secretive. They never found out about us."

"Well, now we do," Hakoda said grimacing. "When was the last time you did it? And as in did it I mean, stole guns from police officers." I rolled my eyes.

Zuko frowned. "I stopped back in high school. Once I started to date Katara, I found out that you were a cop, so that made me turn in my Blue Spirit costume. I don't know if Mai stopped or not."

"Well, she couldn't have unless this was from high school," Jet said, looking at the gun. He scoffed. "This gun is not even loaded."

"Let me see that," Hakoda said. Jet handed him the gun carefully. He stared at it intently. "It's a .40 cal Glock 22. It's a usual gun many police carry around here. Hmmm, I wonder how she got it and how long she's had it…" he trailed off. The door opened suddenly and a pile of cops came into the room. They shook hands with Hakoda and looked over at Mai, who was in the care of the nurses.

"She's out still," a policeman, whose name was Bato, said with a chuckle. "That stuff really worked didn't it, Hakoda? It worked really well."

"What was it?" Zuko asked.

"A little sedative," Bato said with a chuckle. "Your old man mixed this one up, Sokka. Did he tell you about that?"

Sokka shook his head. "No, sir."

Bato smiled. "Your dad is one of a kind." Bato turned to my dad and started to talk. The other cops went over to the nurses to look at Mai.

"What do we do now?" Suki asked.

"Azula said something about Mai," I said, looking around the room for her. "Where'd she go?"

"Must've snuck out," Jet said. "She said that she had to do something very important."

Toph scoffed. "Yeah, something important, like, someone to kill."

"What do you mean?" Zuko said, crossing his arms over his chest.

I sighed. "Azula came here to find out what had happened. Once we told here, she went looking out for you." Zuko smirked. "She was really angry at Mai, Zuko. Whatever she was doing to you, she was going to make it ten times worse when she catches up with Mai."

Zuko grunted. "I guess she's getting back into that Azula mode again."

"I hope not," Suki said, speaking for the first time. "Last time she was in that little 'faze' she almost killed us."

"All of us," Toph said. We all nodded in agreement.

My doctor, Dr. Schmidt came into the room holding a clipboard. He looked over at me and smiled. "We have a full party today, don't we?"

"Sorry, there's been a sort of case we were kind of in. The police are here wrapping it up," I said, sitting back down on my bed. "Is there something wrong doctor?"

He sighed, seeming a little hesitant to speak. "Well…we took some test when we thought you were having a heart attack."

"And…" Zuko questioned. He walked over towards me and stood next to my bed, putting his hand on my hand.

"It seems that it wasn't a heart attack at all," he said. "According to the results, it wasn't anything dealing with your heart, actually."

"What was the problem, then?" I asked.

Dr. Schmidt frowned and sat down at the foot of the bed. He took off his glasses and looked up at me and Zuko. "We ran over the test many times before we came to this conclusion." He took a deep breath and continued. "You were pregnant." We all gasped.

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