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Korra's POV
I was vaguely aware of being put on a stretcher. I could hear Mako and my mom talking to me but they seemed so far away. I could feel myself shaking from the cold. I wanted to get warm. I tried to tell them that. I was so cold, and my body felt stiff. I looked over at my husband and that's when it hit me. Aaron. Where was my baby? I tried getting up with little success. My teeth were rattling so bad I doubt I would be able to say anything anyway.
The ambulance stopped and I was transferred onto another stretcher. My mom and I were in a room together and she was working fast to change my clothing. When she did, she tried to get warm liquids in me but I refused, removing the IV and trying to get out of the bed. My muscles protested at this, my movements slow and labored. The shaking hadn't stopped and my mom tried pushing me back onto the bed, but I wasn't having it.
"A-Aaron," I managed to stutter.
"He's fine, sweetie," she replied, trying to get me to lie down again. I shook my head and continued to get up. I didn't get that far, because as soon as I tried to walk I fell down, my muscles unresponsive. "If I bring him to you, will you stay in the bed?"
I gave her a nod and she sighed heavily, placing me back on the bed and connecting back the IV and wrapping me up in blankets before leaving the room.
Senna's POV
My daughter was not making my job easy right now. She kept trying to get out of her bed, trying to see her son. I understood where she was coming from, I really did. She just wanted to make sure her baby was fine. But she had hypothermia, a moderate case, and she needed to be warmed up.
After telling her I would go get my grandson she finally stayed on the bed. Asami and Mako stood up when they saw me.
"Is Korra ok?" he asked.
"She will be as soon as she sees Aaron," I replied, grabbing my grandchild. His face was still stained with tears and I kissed his cheek. He fussed and looked around.
"He wants Korra," Asami said.
"Ma," Aaron called, looking at his father. Mako's face softened at this.
"You want to see mommy?" I asked him. My grandson looked at me, his eyes pleading for his mother.
"Can she even see him?" my son-in-law asked.
"She has moderate hypothermia, but she refuses to get warm unless she sees her son," I said. He nodded and I made my way back to her room.
I must have taken a little longer than expected because when I opened the door she was already sitting up, feet dangling off the side of her bed. I ordered her to lie down and surprisingly she did as she was told as I wrapped her up in the blankets again, before placing Aaron next to her.
Gently, I helped my daughter shift to her side so she could look at her son, and I wrapped him up in a blanket as well, not wanting him to get cold. After making sure she had enough fluids in her to warm her up. I sat on the chair and watched how my grandson, as if he knew his mother couldn't hold him, held still and simply starred at her, his blue eyes meeting his mother's.
"H-hey, l-little m-man," she managed to say. The baby raised his little arms, as if wanting to touch his mother. "N-no. I-I'm t-too co-cold f-for y-you."
I took his tiny hand in mine and he seemed to relax a little. It wasn't long before both mother and son were out. I thought about taking Aaron away, but feared that if Korra woke up and he wasn't there she would panic so I let him stay. I sighed as I caressed my little girl's cold cheek. The nightmare was finally over. Her and Aaron would be safe now.
Mako's POV
When my mother in law came back out she informed us that both my wife and son were sound asleep. I felt myself let out a long sigh of relief when she told me that Korra would be fine.
She was safe. She was finally safe. Noatak would never be able to lay a finger on Korra, or Aaron for that matter. He would be rotting away in prison for the rest of his life. I couldn't help but feel satisfaction. The bastard had gotten what he deserved. And he'd never be able to harm my family.
I slept at the hospital, not wanting to leave my family alone. Senna had informed me that I'd be able to see my wife tomorrow when she woke. So when morning finally came I was up and waiting for permission from the doctor.
When I entered my wife's room I was once again greeted by the sight of my son curled up against his mother, Korra's arm wrapped around him protectively. Korra was wide awake, her blue eyes flitting to me.
"Hey," she greeted.
"Hey. You're up early," I noted.
"He started fussing a little bit around three. I woke and calmed him down but didn't want to move him," she explained.
I nodded in understanding. I noticed my wife still had dark circles under her eyes, she probably hadn't slept at all after our son woke up. I sat in the chair next to the bed before reaching out and putting a hand over hers.
"It's over," I said. "Noatak won't be able to hurt you or the baby anymore."
My wife nodded her head, never taking her eyes off Aaron as she bit her lip, trying to hold back the tears. "It's over," she breathed. There were so many emotions mixed into her voice; relief and an overwhelming joy being among them. "It's finally over." She managed a choked laugh that turned into a hysterical sob. "He's gone."
My expression softened and I reached out to caress her cheek just as the tears started to come down freely. Twenty years. She had been waiting Twenty years to hear those words. I could see it. I could only try and imagine that she felt like a huge weight had been lifted from her shoulders.
I walked around to the other side of bed just as Korra sat up. She threw herself at me and I held her tightly against me. "It's over," I repeated. "Don't cry. Everything will be ok. He can't do anything."
"We're safe," she hiccupped as she continued to cry, hanging tightly onto me. Our son began to stir and she picked him up, giving him a soft kiss and holding him against her. Aaron giggled at this, clinging to his mother before holding his arms out for me. I took him from her and my wife leaned back against the bed, her eyes drooping from pure exhaustion.
"Sleep, Korra," I said gently. "We're right here. Go to sleep."
Slowly, her eyes closed and she fell asleep, looking the most relaxed I'd ever seen her. Our son looked at her and looked up at me as if wondering what was wrong with his mother. "Mommy is tired," I told him. "You need to be quiet so she doesn't wake up, ok?"
He looked over to his mother again and did just that. For the rest of the day he didn't make a sound though he did fuss when I gave him his bottle, being used to Korra feeding him. I let out a relieved sigh again. The nightmare was finally over.
