Sokka and Aang looked down upon the giant party in the Fire Lord's court yard. They had been floating there all day, and the smell of meats and sweets were drifting up, making their mouths water.

"Ok…is this taking longer than it was supposed to, or am I just impatient?" Sokka grumbled.

"It's just you. It's only a few hours past midday, I think." Aang replied. He had spent the time thinking about Katara…wondering how she was doing. "We should be see the signal anytime, now."

Sokka rolled over and looked back down on the party. He could see people's faces. "Hey, look! There's Zuko and the kids. That lady must be their aunt."

Aang moved next to Sokka. "Oh, that's good they found her. They need to get out of here as quickly as possible." He kept scanning the crowd. "Isn't that…General Iroh?"

"Where?"

"Over there, in the center of that group of soldiers." They could see, but not hear, that the old man was arguing with what seemed to be the head of that group of soldiers. Suddenly, another soldier stepped from the circle and kicked Iroh to the ground.

"What's going on?" Sokka yelled.

Aang took a big breath. "ZUKO!" He bellowed. Being an airbender, his shout could be quite louder than a regular persons. "ZUKO! YOUR UNCLE! GO UP A BLOCK!" But as loud as he could shout, Zuko couldn't hear him over the noise of the party. Meanwhile, the scuffle was getting more violent. Sokka turned to Aang in a panic.

"Oh no…" His eyes were wide.

"What?"

"I know why they are doing that…see that group over there? That's part of the rebellion in disguise. They are waiting to have the meeting with Iroh. But…the Fire Lord must know about it…"

Bree and Ronan were so happy to be with their aunt. They skipped and sang with their cousins as they walked up the block away from Zuko. But they came to a circle of people and couldn't get through.

"Lorcan, I can't see. What's happening?" Kyna said. Her oldest son stood on the tips of his toes.

"It's…a public execution? Yeah…that's what the Crier is shouting. I guess there was a secret rebellious force that was going to invade, and they just captured the leader…Bree, Ronan, what are you trying to do?"

Upon hearing that the leader was captured, Bree and Ronan knew what was happening. The Fire Lord had figured out that Iroh was leading a rebellion. And that, by Fire Nation Law, was grounds to be labled a traitor and to be publically executed on the spot.

"We have to get through! That's Uncle Iroh!" Bree shouted.

"Please…Lorcan, Jarlath…help us!" Ronan pleaded as he was pushed back by the crowd. Jarlath looked at his older brother and then started to help Ronan push his way through. Lorcan turned to his mother.

"Mama…"

"Help them, Lorcan. This isn't right. I will run and get the prince…for the stars sake take care of them." She took off in the direction they just came.

Lorcan took a big breath, then grabbed all three younger children's hands in his one large hand.

"MOVE! Get out of the way, or I will force you out of the way!" In his other hand, a small flame formed. "These are the General's niece and nephew! They wish to see him…"