Okay so the writer's redeemed their selves. . ALL of Zuko's hair is growing back. I guess I was just really traumatized by the lack of hair. But I am really liking the new season, well now that I got over the shock of the OOC-ness from the writer's. Wow talk about throwing someone off...Is it just me or does is seem like the last few episodes came straight from fanfiction?

Katara smiled as Riyo slept peacfullly away in her arms. She didn' t remember getting him, but she was happy that she was holding him. She had ask Aang just where he brother had gotten off to. She wanted to talk to him, she needed him to understand that all of this was her choice. She loved Zuko because she wanted to, and the truth was she needed it. There had been something missing in her heart, she thought she could find it in Jet or Haru, but both of those feel through. She looked up solemly. Did she try to give her heart out to easily? Was Sokka right? Did she really think that the Prince of the FireNation loved her?

Yes!

She thought frowning, of course he did. If he didn't why in the world would he give her a stone that had been in his family for generations. But that sparked another quesiton. If the stone was a family heirloom, why didn't it have the fire insignia on it instead of the waves? She groaned and grabbed her head. All of that thinking was giving her a head ache, and with everything else hurting at that moment, she really didn't need anything else to hurt.

She looked up as Aang came through the door, with a muddy and filthy Sokka, with blood trailing out of his nose. She started to jump up, but a pain shot through her entire body and she laid back down.

"What happened to you?" Sokka crossed his arms. He was going to get to the bottom of this.

"Katara, whose child is that?" Aang jerked hsi head to look at Sokka. Katara frowned and looked down at Riyo.

"Why?"

"I said, whose child is that?"

"It's mine." She hissed. She knew exactly where this was leading.

"So when did you get pregnant? You were pregnant all that time and you didn't tell us! By our enemy for that matter!" Sokka rambled. Aang shook his head, Zuko must have hit Sokka harder then he thought.

"Sokka, when did I have time to get pregnant! This is Zuko's son! But he is also mine! I took him in! I am the only mother that this child has, and if you have a problem with that, then I don't know you anymore! You used to be a kind person, that understood! But if you say one word negative about me taking Riyo as my own, you would be a stranger to me!" Sokka stared at his sister. Was that the herbs talking or was she serious?

"Listen to me, I don't know how he tricked you into this, but when I find out ..." Katara squinted her eyes and grabbed Riyo's bottle and chunked it towards her brother.

"Get out!" She yelled, waking Riyo in a start. Sokka shook his head, the entire world had lost it's mind. Sokka began to walk out of the door just as Zuko was walking in. Zuko grabbed Sokka's arm and stopped him.

"Listen! I love your sister. And you are going to have to get over that!" Zuko said, turned and walked off. Aang stuck his head out of the door hearing Zuko's voice. Aang walked awkwardly over to the prince and looked at him. Zuko stared at the young avatar then scoffed.

"Let me guess, you are going to go all glowy again because of our son." Aang almost flinched at the tone and the emphasis on the word our. Aang shook his head.

"Why?" Was all that Aang ask. She knew why he would love her, he knew because he did.What he really wanted to know was why, or was it how, she came to love such a man like Zuko.

Zuko stared at the little monk. He sighed and looked at him with a fatherly look, that over the last three months he had unconsiously mastered, though the grand total of it crossing his face was maybe two.

"I don't know. She just...does. But her and my son mean the world to me and I can promise you, on my honor, that I would never let anything happen to her." Aang nodded, the last part was similar to what he had always thought. Aang looked back to the room where his friend was still fuming over her none-to-bright brother.

"She was asking for you." Zuko nodded and walked past the young boy into the room where his little angel and his little woman were both getting over a screaming fit.

He walked over to her smiling but it disappeared as a scowl was sent his direction. She looked over him then shook her head.

"So you are what happened to my brother." Zuko frowned and pointed back out the door.

"I happened to him! He happened to me!" Katara cocked an eyebrow and again ran her eyes over him rather skeptically.

"Oh yeah, then why did my brother have blood all over his face and you don't?"

"Because...I..I didn't mean to.." He said staring at her blankly.Hmm that was a good question. He shook it off and sat down on the small bed taking Riyo up on to his shoulder. He looked at her with a concerned look in his eyes.

"How are you feeling?" She shrugged and set her head on other his shoulder lightly.

"About as good as can be expected." Zuko pulled away and made her look at him.

"It should have been me." Katara glared at him and with out proper warning slugged him in the leg.

"What did you do that for!"

"For being stupid! That would have killed you!" Zuko shook his head.

"It almost killed you! And I was trying to be sweet." Katara smiled jokingly.

"Well sweet isn't your color. So just what did you and my brother attack each other for?"

"He attacked ..." Katara shook her head.

"Yeah I know he attacked you, But why?" Zuko smiled and bounced Riyo on his knee.

"I understood two reasons. One was that he thought that Riyo is your child, I mean really yours. I had to give him a lesson in that. And the second is I think he has a problem with me loving you." Katara smiled and leaned back against the fluffy feather pillow.

"No, it's not because you love me, but because I love you back." Zuko smiled at her and moved up to sit beside her leaning his head back against he wall letting little Riyo lay between them on his tummy.

"Have I told you that I love you?" Katara frowned and looked at Zuko in a funny manner.

"Not in the last couple hours or so that I can remember. What kinda question is that?" Zuko smiled and turned his head to look at her. He put his hand up and ran his fingers lightly along her jaw bone to the back of her neck.

"Well I do." He said and pulled her into a smooth kiss. He pulled back and looked down to check on Riyo, who was completely content to bubble and gurgle as he stared as hiss chubby fingers.

"Y'know Katara, you brother put a thought into my head and I want to know what you think?" Katara smiled and leaned her head on his shoulder, softly touching the baby's small head. She sighed, as she ran her fingers over the velvet baby soft hair that was night black and a very significant factor in his ancestry.

"Shoot." Zuko watched her interaction with his son, knowing that while she did claim him, Riyo wasn't truly hers but would it be the same?

"Katara, I want to ha.." But before he could finish his statement a young Avatar entered the room, slighly taken aback by the affection he was seeing. Aang blushed and looked at the ground as Zuko sat up, clearly sensing the uneasiness in the young monk. Aang looked up after gingerly fighting back his blush. He smile although it did seem a little forced, and walked over to the couple and stuck his hand out.

Zuko just stared at Aang, being his usual self, not fully ready to trust his enemy, but Katara sat up and stuck her hand out. Aang smiled genuinely and buried both of the stones deep into her hand. Her blue stone still attached to the chain, which with Iroh's help, Aang hand mended, and his deep red one still clinging possessivly to her necklace.

"I picked them up after..." Katara looked up at Aang and nodded understanding what he was trying to say. She stood with a small wince and walked over to him She put her hands on his shoulders and looked at him.

"You are a good friend Aang. Thank you." She said with a warm smile and hugged the younger boy. But while she was hugging him she whispered in his ear.

"Pleases accept this. I know it hurts, but it is really out of my hands." Aang nodded and looked to Zuko.

"So what now?" Zuko just glared at the small monk with a rather shacked expression. He looked back to Katara and then down to Riyo then back at Katara. Well there went that thought.

Okay I know it was short. But I kinda didn't know how to link it with the next happenings. SoI made that a new chapter.