The next morning, Katara awoke at sunrise. After she began eating breakfast, Sokka woke up to the smell of food.
Sitting down at the table, Katara sat across from him and looked him in the eyes. "Sokka…"
He looked up at her, an apple in his mouth. He looked tired. Bags were under his eyes, and his facial expression was full of worry. "Hmmm?"
Then, sighing, she looked at the ceiling, refusing eye contact. "I…I've…been thinking…um…about what you said last night. Dropping the apple into his hands, he looked at her, and this expression of hope slowly appeared. "You have? Really? Are you serious?"
She nodded, and she began to fidget. "Yes… I have. None of the fire sages are strong enough…we don't know anyone better…but Zuko."
Slowly, Sokka nodded and a small smile spread across his lips. She sighed, and looking at the bread on her plate, said "You're right….Sokka."
Getting up, he hugged her. "I told you Katara! Don't worry, I'm sure it will work out." Katara looked at her hands and said "I hope so. I really do."
About an hour later, Aang woke up as well. Katara came inside, as she was outside tending to Appa. Coming over, she said very gently "Aang…sit down." He looked at her worriedly, and the feeling of fear from last night came back. Slowly, he nodded and sat down.
Sitting across from him, Katara looked at him gently. "Aang…Sokka and I have talked this over…I decided the only way…is his plan. He stared at her a few minutes, then shook his head. He was scared, and felt that everything was going deeper and deeper into the pit of despair. Everything was going wrong…and it wouldn't stop. He felt like there was no escape, that nothing would ever get better. Now, even Katara couldn't help him. Backing away slowly, he finally turned heel and ran outside, jumping ontop of Appa. She thought he was going to fly away…but he didn't. He simply buried his face into the thick, white fur. He was murmering something, but she couldn't hear it.
She sighed, looking out at him. Instead of running to comfort him, she let him have some time alone. This time, there was nothing she could do to help.
Sokka came back, he was looking around the village with Kyoto, seeing if there was any remains they hadn't spotted yet. If there was anything they could do to help.
They both looked at Aang clinging onto the bisan, then ran inside. Sokka looked at his sister in concern. "Hey…what's wrong with him?" Kyoto nodded, and added "What happened?" Katara sighed and looked at the ground. "I told him…the plan."
Sokka looked at the ground. "Oh.." But Kyoto looked at both of them in confusion. "What plan?"
Author's Note: What did you think? Reviews please! I hope you liked it. Again, sorry if things are a little slow.