Nobody's Listening
Chapter 30: Going Crazy
By KirariSoldier

Ever since the day you went away-
And left me alone, my life just hasn't been the same-
(oh baby no)
When I looked into your eyes the moment I let you go-
I just broke down-
Baby if I ever got the chance to be with you again I would sacrafice-
Cuase the feeling I felt with you just felt so right-
It's nice, to smile, when I get your phone call at night-

Natalie, "Going Crazy"

Aang slowly walked into the room. His heart sank as he saw Katara upon her bed. Ghostly white, not a look of life about her. She looked as if her soul had been sucked from her body.
A lifeless shell. He let those thoughts slip as he followed Rika. When she stopped, she stood in front of Gran Gran, who was holding her great grandson in her arms. Gran Gran was slowly rocking the sleeping child back and forth in her arms while humming a sweet melody.

She looked up as she saw her son-in-law coming toward her. "He's a beautiful child. You should be proud." She said with a huge smile as she handed her grandson over to his father. The baby was a boy, he too had blue arrows running the lenght of this arms and legs, and his head. Aang smiled as he held his son in his arms. He had never felt such joy like this. Never. Joy surged from every pour of his body as he slowly rocked the small child.

He then turned to Katara, and then his heart joy was soon stolen as he saw her upon the bed.
Barly alive, she was breathing short, harsh breaths. It seemed as though every breath she took would be her last. She carfully gave his son back to Gran Gran and walked over to Katara's side.
He kneeled down by the side of her bed, took one of her hands in his. She felt cold, lifeless. How could Selenity be so crule as to do this to her own holy daughter? Pain, anger, sadness, depression,
all surged through him at once.

What had she done to deserve such a fate? To die and not even see her beautiful first child? It was too cruel to bear. He kept trying to keep his thoughts positive. For the next week, it was pure hell. Katara would awaken from her lifeless coma, be concious enough to communicate, then she would pass out again from the pain that seemed to live in her. Every day was a struggle for survival. Then one day it all changed...

Aang sat at her side, like he had been doing for the past week or so. He gazed longinly at his wife. She seemed to be only a whisp of what she used to be. So full of life and compassion for others. Now reduced to nothing more than a fraction of what she used to. Aang still held her hand, hoping that one day she would awaken. Suddenly the hand he was holding tightened it's grip on his. He looked at his in surprize. Was she finally awake? Katara's eyes slowly opened. The first thing she saw was Aang's loving gaze upon her ashen face. The first thing she did was smile. "Welcome back..." Aang said as he took her into a bone-crushing bear hug.

"Thank you..." She said in a week, sickly voice. Once the hug had stopped, Aang took a good look at Katara. Her eyes seemed dimmed and distant, she was slowly gaining her color back in her face, and a small smile was upon her face. "Would you like to see your baby?" He as sweetly as he placed his forehead to hers. "Yea...I wanna see the little sucker who did this to me..." She said with a slight laugh. Aang laughed at her joke. "Gran Gran? Would you bring your great grandson in her please?" Aang asked, happiness once again in his vocie. At that call, Gran Gran slid open the rice paper door and slowly walked into the room with a bright and happy infant in her arms.

"Katara! You have finally awoken!" Gran Gran said with happiness shinning in her eyes. Katara smiled and nodded as she held out her arms to receive her child. Gran Gran passed her great grandson to Aang, who gave him to Katara. Katara's heart swelled with happinsess as she held her child in her arms. She studied her first born. A happy,
smiling baby with bright rosy cheeks and bright eyes. Her child also had blue arrows running the lenght of his arms and legs, and his head. She looked from the infant to her husband. "He is definatly your son." Katara said as she hugged her son. "But look at his eyes." Aang said. Katara looked at her baby's eyes. They where a deep blue azure. "Definatly your eyes." Aang laughed as he took his son from Katara.

"He is so handsom..." Gran Gran said as she took the child and left the room. Aang and Katara laughed at Gran Gran's words.
"Wow..." Katara said as she leaned back on to her pillow. Aang climbed into bed with her. " ' Wow' is right..." Aang said as he placed a sweet kiss on her lips. She eagerly let him enter her, taste her. Once they broke the kiss, he staired deep in her eyes. "He looks just like you..." Katara said with a smile as she placed her arms around Aang's neck. She placed her fore-head on his, and looked into his eyes. "Thank you so much..." Aang said as he placed a kiss on her fore-head.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Preview for Act 2:

Nobody's Listeing Act 2: Shades of the heart, woes of war By KirariSoldier

They had every thing. Happiness, richs, health. Then war once again strikes the land, then life as it was seemed to end. Only this time it is not the Fire Nation that is the threat. The Northern Water Tribe threatens to ceceide from the Imperial Water Tribes and form a nation completely their own. And when the Aang is summoned to be the head of all the Water Nation Protective Forces - A job that means certain death. Katara breaks down.

Stay tuned for Nobody's Listeing: Act 2!