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Sokka and Katara just came into the campsite seeing an odd picture. Two enemies sitting next to each other over a large fire acting like nothing was wrong. Sokka was the one to ask the question.

"Aang, what the hell are you doing?"

Aang looked up. "Sokka! Great your back! Zuko showed me how to make a fire!"

"Wow, such an accomplishment" Zuko said sarcastically. Katara and Sokka glared at him. Sokka went to Aang to show their dinner. It was nuts, again. Aang looked at the small dinner hungrily, while Zuko passed. Iroh still hadn't gotten better. He was still shivering, and a fever was starting and it was too high, even for a fire bender.

"What did you do to the fire? Have fun with rocks?" Sokka mocked. Zuko just growled. This stupid peasant! I could have left my Uncle and captured the Avatar, but no! I have to be nice. I help build them a decent fire and this is the respect I get? Crappy food and insults! Zuko thought angrily.

"You better shut up, you ungrateful peasant!" Zuko growled. Sokka snapped, and started to run towards Zuko wildly. Zuko just simply stepped aside and flung Sokka into a tree, but Aang had enough.

"Stop! We have to work together! A life is at stake. Words and violence does not solve problems, action does." Said Aang, and then he added. "Positive action with no violence"

"Learned your mistake with the two rival tribes, huh?" Katara asked, knowing the speech already.

"Yeah" Aang said, scratching his head with all seriousness lost.

"Fine!" Zuko said, and went back to his Uncle.

I saw Zuko walk back to his Uncle, hovering over him like a worried mother. Clueless what to do, Zuko could only put a cloth over his Uncle's head and watch over him.

Should I help him?

No, he tried to hurt you, Aang and the world! He's evil!

But Aang has saved him many times! I should try and heal him.

How do you know it will work? You have only healed wounds, not illness!

I have to do something! And I pushed the thoughts out of my head. I approached the old man and kneeled next to him.

"What do you think you're doing peas-"

I ignored Zuko. I unplugged my canteen and water slowly wrapped itself around hand. I concentrated on that similar sensation with the tingling in my fingers. My hand turned blue, and I placed my hand on the old man's chest. Blue light caressed the man's body, and traveled all around his body. Then, it was gone. The water became normal and just slowly leaked off the clothes. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead, but I felt satisfied.

Zuko just watched Katara heal his Uncle. First he felt surprised, and then grateful, that his Uncle was healed, for his breaths were slower and quieter, and his face seemed now peaceful. Then, anger flared up, eating the insides of his organs until he couldn't take it anymore.

"You could heal! This whole time?" Zuko yelled. Everyone was looking at him. "What were you waiting for? For him to come an inch close to death?"

Slap!

Katara had slapped Zuko across the face. Her face was red in furry, her eyes had dangerous icy cold fires in them. "HOW DARE YOU? I HEALED HIM, BECAUSE I FELT SORRY FOR THE BOTH OF YOU!" Katara yelled, as the water around them turned to ice. "The reason I didn't do it before was because I didn't know it was some scheme to capture Aang. Well forget it! I'm not helping you anymore, you spoiled prince!" and she stormed away going to the fire.

Nobody disturbed her knowing her mood, and she was glad. She started to finish her dinner near the fire, noting how warm it was to be near it.