Stopping in a forest that seemed well hidden in a valley, Appa landed, wanting to rest. He just needed to get used to flying again, having not done so in over a month or so. Katara walked over to the river and took off her clothes, showing her bathing suit that was underneath. She jumped into the water, floating around. Toph stuck her feet in and that was about it. She didn't know how to swim exactly. Aang just sat on a rock, arms wrapped around his legs, staring at Katara floating in the water, her eyes closed. Sokka was sharpening his boomerang, not even paying attention to the other three. Katara went underwater, without anyone noticing, and swam down to the depths. She smiled as she looked about, then she needed to come back up for air. As she surfaced, she noticed that she was now past Aang, who was now staring into his reflection in the water. Katara smiled softly, and tried to swim towards him. But she was stuck in a current.

"Aang!" Katara screamed, trying to bend the current in an opposite direction. "Aang, help me!"

Aang didn't seem to answer her. He didn't even turn to her. Katara was becoming weaker as the current pulled her towards a high waterfall. She gave a scream, trying to grab a root that was sticking out next to the river. No luck. She was falling down the waterfall; the last thing she remembered was seeing Aang, looking down upon her with a sad look on his face. Then, darkness surrounded the young Waterbender.

Katara's large, ocean blue eyes snapped open. She gave a loud scream, waking everyone in the campsite up. She started to thrash about in her sleeping bag, screaming Aang's name repeatedly. She still felt as though she were falling down that endless waterfall. She didn't want to go near another river again. She wanted to stay away from them. Sokka ran over to his sister, holding her down by the shoulders. He yelled her name, telling her to quiet down.

"Katara, it was just a nightmare! Stop it, Katara! Stop it!" Sokka said, shaking his sister.

Toph and Aang walked over, trying to figure out what was wrong with Katara. Katara soon settled down, breathing deeply. She was sweating, shaking, and her heart was racing. Aang knelt down next to her, putting a hand on her shoulder.

"You okay, Katara?" he asked softly.

Katara slowly took her shoulder away from him, getting out of her sleeping bag and walking into the forest, hugging herself. She didn't want to believe that dream was real. She wasn't going to believe that it was going to come true. But it had seemed so real, every movement, every feeling, every rush of water going into her body had felt so real. And Aang's face. That was going to haunt her forever. She was never going to forget that face she had seen in that nightmare. She was never going to get rid of it. She shook herself as a cold breeze surrounded her as she sat down, her back against a tree.

"Katara?"

She looked up, seeing Aang sitting in a branch above her. He looked worried, not sad. She could accept that face. Why didn't Aang save her in her dream? Aang had always been her savior, and she had always been his protector. Ever since they found one another after he came out of that iceberg had they been those two things to one another. Now, it was impossible to accept that fact since Katara's dream.

"Katara, come on. What was the nightmare about?" Aang said, floating down and sitting in front of her.

"Go away!" Katara forced water from the ground up and sprayed it at him. He fell backwards, allowing Katara time to get up and run deeper into the forest.

"Katara! Stop! I didn't mean any harm!"

Katara ran, wiping tears from her eyes. She couldn't believe what she was doing, running into the forest away from the one she loved. She fell over a root, falling into a prickly bush. She gave yelps and cries as she tried to make her way out, getting scratched in the process. Her face, hands, arms, and neck were all bleeding with cuts and bruises when she finally got out. She laid there, tears pouring out of her eyes. She just lied there, crying herself to sleep.

Aang jumped from tree branch to tree branch, looking for Katara. Where had she gotten to? Whatever he did, he knew he would make up for it later. He heard her cries, her screams, her yells. Aang followed the voice of Katara, and soon found her lying on the ground, crying in her sleep. She was bleeding all over her arms and face. What had she gotten herself into? Aang floated down next to her, trying to not disturb her as she shifted in her sleep, crying some more. Aang lifted her up, and she opened her eyes. She gave a jump, falling out of Aang's arms.

"Don't run again, Katara. I didn't do anything wrong. What did I do? What was your nightmare about?"

"No," Katara muttered, tears starting to spill out of her eyes again. "I don't want to tell you, Aang. My arm!"

Katara clutched her left arm, and lifted her sleeve. Her shoulder was bruised badly from falling, and she gave a yell when she touched it. Aang put his hand to it softly, and they both looked at one another. Katara fell into his soft, brown eyes. How could she have been so stupid as to run away from him? Katara put a hand to his face, crying still. She pressed her lips against his, tears spilling onto his cheeks now as she did so. Aang moved his hands to her back, pulling her closer to his body. Katara fell into a world of love, caress and happiness. Aang closed his eyes, knowing that Katara was slowly calming down.

"Aang! Katara!" rang out Sokka's and Toph's voices. They were searching for them. Katara reluctantly pulled away from Aang, smiling now. She took a deep breath, still staring into his eyes.

"What was the dream about, Katara? You can tell all of us if you want to," Aang whispered.

"It was about…you," Katara muttered, casting her eyes away from his. "I was caught in a current in the river, and I was trying to bend my way out, but I couldn't. I cried out your name, but you had this look on your face. You didn't even hear me. As I fell down a waterfall, you just stared at me with this look of sadness. It was as if you were letting go of me forever."

Aang held her even tighter. He wasn't ever going to let go of Katara. She deserved to be loved, and she was afraid of losing him. Why would he want to forget Katara? Why would he let her fall to her death? It was just a silly nightmare, probably caused by something they all ate earlier that day. Sokka and Toph finally appeared, Sokka pulling his sister away from Aang and Toph putting a hand on Aang's shoulder.

"Katara! You are torn up! Let's get you back to camp and get you fixed up!" Sokka yanked his sister away from the bush and back to the campsite.

Aang and Toph walked back, Aang leading Toph back because it was so dark and she couldn't exactly see where she was going. Toph kept on tilting her head up to Aang, but he was silent throughout the walk back. She was worried about her friend, her student, her accomplice in many of their adventures. Maybe something was truly wrong between him and Katara. She ignored this, knowing that she shouldn't be mixed up in their emotions. It was their problem, and if they wanted help, they would ask either Toph or Sokka.