Katara walked back to the camp sight and went into her tent.

After about thirty minuets, she heard feet coming up to her tent.

"Sokka, go away. I already told you, Aang and I would be careful."

"Katara, it's me." Said Aang through the tent flap. "Can I come in?"

"Sure." Katara replied.

Aang slipped through the 'door' and closed it back up.

"Katara, I'm sorry if I got you in trouble with Sokka. I didn't mean to."

"It's alright, Aang. He and I talked and we are ok, now. He just wants us to be careful."

"Careful? Of what?" Aang asked.

"Oh, well, of us…" She blushed as she mumbled the last part. You could tell from her face that she wanted to.

"SEX!" Aang yelled almost too loud.

"Shh, shh, Aang. You don't want him to get to upset with us, now do you?"

"No, I would never want to get you into trouble." Aang said in a loving voice.

After a minuet of thinking, Aang looked into Katara's eyes and asked her, "Katara, what did Sokka mean by 'I don't want her to get hurt again'?"

"I don't want to talk about it right now. Maybe in a couple years."

"OK, Katara." Aang said and he dropped the subject.

It was getting dark outside and Katara was getting tired. Aang, being polite, went to go to his own tent when he heard Katara say, "Aang, don't go. Just hold me."

Aang went over to Katara and put his arms around her waist.

"Thank you, Aang."

And the new couple fell asleep together.

Late that night, while Katara was still sleeping, Aang couldn't sleep.

He looked down at Katara and silently vowed to her. Don't worry, Katara, I won't let anything hurt you ever again.

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"Come here, Katara." an angry voice said that was her fathers. "I want to give you a hug."

Katara ran and ran and ran, but try as she might, he only got closer and closer to her.

"Nooooooo!" A younger form of Katara screamed.

"Dad, stop abusing her!" A younger Sokka yelled at the man.

"No, son, this is how it is going to be. She deserves it."

"Why do I deserve it, Father?" Katara asked almost so quiet that you could sparsely hear her.

"FOR BEING A GIRL, THAT IS WHY YOU DESURVE IT!"

"NO, SHE DOESENT, BUT YOU DO!" without thinking, Sokka somehow lifted a giant bolder from the ground and threw it at his father.

Meanwhile, the Father was looking at Katara, so he didn't notice the bolder flying at his head, until the boulder hit him right in the head!

Blood ran down the Father's clothing and he twitched. Within a few short minuets, the Father was dead.

"Don't worry, Katara, he won't abuse you anymore." Said Sokka.

Katara jumped up onto Sokka and thanked him over and over and over.

"It will be alright. But now, since I just murdered our father, I have to run. You don't have to come with me. But I will miss you, my baby sister."

"I'm coming with you." Katara said.

"Ok, baby sister."

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(This is still in the dream, but later on)

"Ok, Gran-Gran. We are going out to find some food."

"Come back with a lot." Gran-Gran said.

"Come on, Sokka." Yelled Katara at her brother, who was, at that moment, eyeing the food that lay on the table.

Sokka came, but with a look of displease on his face.

Katara was now fourteen and she had long since forgotten her father. (A/N:I believe that that is how old she is when she and Saaka find Aang)

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"You are the most sexist person I have ever met! I'm ashamed to even be related to you!" Katara shouted as she threw her arms in the air, causing the ice behind them crack in multiple places until finally, it blew away.

"I did that?" Katara asked nobody in particular.

"Uhh. Yeah. And now we're stranded out here. Thanks a lo…" Sokka said, but was caught off by a huge ice burg coming up out of the water.

"There's somebody in there! We have to help them!" Katara shouted, looking at the form in the ice.

"Katara! We don't know if they are against us or not! Katara!" Sokka shouted, following her across little chunks of ice, until they reached the giant ice burg.

"Come on, Saaka, we have to get him out of there." Katara shouted, yanking Sokka's knife from him, and beating the ice.

After about three blows to the ice, Katara was blown backwards into Sokka's arms by a lot of wind.

Sokka gowned as Katara came flying back into him.

"I'm Katara, and this is Sokka. What is your name?" Katara asked the boy.

"I'm A… A… Achu!" The boy sneezed, blowing himself into the air.

After the boy fell down from the air, Sokka looked at him.

"I'm Aang." Aang said.

"Are you OK?" Sokka asked.

"Sure. Why?" Aang asked.

"Because… You just flew ten feet in the air." Sokka screamed.

"Really? It felt higher." Aang said, laughing.

Suddenly, he fell to the ground.

"AANG!" Katara yelled. She ran up to him and noticed that he was still breathing.

"Katara, come closer." He whispered. She scooted closer.

"Closer." He said again, and she came closer again.

This went on for quite some time, until Katara thought that they were about to kiss when,

"WILL YOU GO PENGUIN SLEDDING WITH ME?" Aang yelled.

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"Katara, are you OK?" Aang asked.

"Yes, Aang, I am. I was just having a bad dream. That's all."

"If you were having a bad dream, how come you were smiling.?"

Oh, great going, Katara. He saw you smiling. Oh, wait. He and I are dating. I can tell him anything.

"I was dreaming about when we first met you. The bad dream was before that. It was about my fath…"

"Your father? What did he do to you?" Aang yelled, or more like ordered.

"He abused me when I was younger." She whispered.

"HE WHAAAAAAAT?" Aang yelled.

Aang went storming towards the 'door' before Katara stopped him.

"You won't find him. He is already dead. Sokka killed him." She screamed.

Aang stopped dead in his tracks.

"Sokka killed somebody?"

"It was a long time ago. Please, can we just forget it." She pleaded.

Aang nodded.

"Katara, how come earlier, when you and I were talking about sex, you said blushed like you wanted to?"

"Oh, well, uh." She said, not knowing what to say.

Of course I WANT to, but I don't want to if HE doesn't want to. And I don't want to be a parent if he isn't ready.

Almost as if he was reading her mind, he blurted out, before he could stop himself, "I want to if you want to. I am ready to be a father."

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A/N: Sorry for the cliff hanger. I wanted to end the story there for now, though. How will she react to this? Will they? If they do, how will Sokka respond? And, more importantly, if they do, will they become parents? All these questions will be (hopefully) be answered in the next chapter.

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