Korra's POV

Have you ever known someone who, when they get sick they just have to open their mouth and it just comes out. Yeah, I wasn't one of those. When I got sick every muscle in my body tensed and it felt like I was throwing up my entire stomach. Like right now. I had been sick all morning, emptying myself until there was nothing left and even then my body would go rigid and I'd dry heave.

I could feel the sweat drenching my back and making the hair stick to my skin as I leaned over the toilet. I hadn't felt this bad since the last time I'd had the flu. When I felt like I wouldn't puke anymore I let myself lay in the floor, the smooth, cold tile feeling good against my burning forehead. I let out of sigh of relief at the feeling.

"Korra?" I heard my mom call.

"In the bathroom," I managed to reply before letting out a groan at the soreness of my body.

Not long after my mom walked inside and I could see the panic on her face when she saw me on the floor. She knelt down next to me and placed a hand on my forehead.

"Honey, are you alright?"

I shook my head. I was feeling like crap to be honest, but I wasn't about to say that. "I've been throwing up all morning," I groaned.

"Let's get you back in bed," she said, helping me up. I had only taken a few steps when I turned around and rushed over to the toilet again, the sick feeling returning.

My mom removed the hair from my face though nothing came out. We stayed there for a while before she helped me up again and lay me on the bed. She went to get her medical bag before examining me.

"How are you feeling?"

"Not good," I replied. After she did a quick check up she frowned. "What is it?"

"There's nothing wrong with you," she said. "You don't have a fever, you're perfectly fine."

"Then why do I feel like this," I moaned into the pillow.

She sat on the bed next to me, rubbing circles on my back which felt soothing and relaxing. After a moment she stopped and I turned onto my back to look at her. She looked at me wide eyed.

"What?" I asked.

"Are you late?"

"I don't have work until-"

"No, Korra, are you late?"

I thought about it, counting back and…oh-oh. Oh no, no, no. That couldn't be it, right? I mean we had only- it had been that one time for crying out loud! I recounted and I felt a little dizzy. I shook my head. I couldn't.

"You're late, aren't you?" she asked again.

I swallowed the lump on my throat and nodded. "I need a moment," I said as I went back to the bathroom. I closed the door and thought about my present situation.

I felt dizzy, nauseous. The room was spinning and I felt my back meet the wall. It wasn't possible... Apparently it was. I ran my hands through my hair before catching a glimpse if myself in the full length mirror that sat in the corner.

I looked pale, white as a ghost and terrified. And for good reason. I couldn't...shouldn't be anywhere this situation but obviously there was no avoiding it. I felt like I was suffocating, trying to breath with little success as I slid down the wall till I was seated on the floor.

I placed a hand over my stomach and clenched the material of my shirt between my fingers. I was terrified. Noatak was still roaming the streets. If he got his hands on me...there would be no stopping him from killing me...and/or the baby.

"Korra?" my mom called again, knocking on the door.

"Come in," I managed to choke out.

She came inside and sat next to me, pulling me close to her and I held tightly onto her. I didn't know what to do and I was so scared. She rubbed my back again and I relaxed slightly. She pulled me back and smiled.

"You're going to be a mom, sweetie," she said with a smile. I was sort of surprised by the slight smile on her face. I hadn't expected her to be so...okay with this. "A mom, and I know you'll be great."

I managed to give her a smile and she pulled me into another embrace. I was scared, I really was. But part of me was happy for the growing life inside me. But part of me worried. But I knew one thing for sure; I knew I had to protect him or her no matter the cost.

Senna's POV

My daughter was going to be a mom. My baby was soon going to have a baby of her own. I had to admit I was a bit surprised by this, but nonetheless happy. I was going to be grandmother. The title made me feel a bit old but I just couldn't wait till the little bundle was born, it had been a long time since I had been around children, and part of me longed for holding a baby, like I once did Korra, though she was taken from me. This brought to mind the next thought: Noatak.

I knew he wouldn't stop in his mission of tormenting my daughter. I knew I had to protect her. Tonraq and I had to protect her. Korra had her head on my lap as I leaned against the bed frame, a blanket over her. She was clutching her football pillow and bear tightly in her grasp. Gently I ran my hand though her hair, thinking about the future that awaited us.

Tonraq would be…upset, you can say. But I knew he would be as excited for the baby as I was and I also knew he would think about how we had to keep her safe from that monster's grasp. I watched as she slept a calm and innocent expression across her face. She was so young to have a child of her own, but I knew she would be great. I sighed and leaned against the wooden board, this was certainly an interesting turn of events.