"Ozai may praise him for getting things in line again in order to put more pressure on Azula." This is something I was thinking of doing but I may or may not go through with it depending on where the story flows. "By doing so he would transform Zukos success into a picture of Azulas failure." But yeah, this is absolutly and Ozai thing to do.

"I like this chapter and I see, that you also like to play with Kataras character" Thanks. Yeah she's actually one of my favorites to write. Which is really unexpected for me. I may have mentioned it before, but for the longest time she was my least favorite character. Like I hated her. Tbh I think writing fanfictions is part of what helped her grow on me lol. But, yeah, this chapter is gonna be another Katara one, so she's in for quite a time. "You've discribed her situation shockingly well, in my opinion. Her fear starts to rule her life more and more, affecting her dayly routine, causing other troubles and problems and ripping away more and more of her focus" Thank you again. Unfortunately, it's something I can write well because I have seen it in real life. "TyLee is a helping hand for her, as she needed one and it's good to see, that she has found a solution at least for a minor, but not unimportant part of her problem. They'll need each other, I'm sure, cause I have a storng suggestion, which shocking problem TyLee is dealing with." TyLee is going to be a very strong ally to Katara. TyLee's issue is actually going to be revealed remotely soon, unless I decide to stray from my outline.

"Maybe she starts to think over her old behaviour a bit, now that she's seeing, how it can be near the bottom of the social ladder, or she really tries to oper her up more opportunities for new friends." It's a mix of both, she really wants a friend but is also very bad at making them. And she also feels kind of bad about her iffy past. "Poor Teo. First a big success for him, only to stand right between his date and his friend just one day later." This boy also can't seem to get a break but he's trying to make things right. He cares for Azula and she needs that.

"As you can see I'm thinking about a lot of possible interactions and twists, this story might take." Awesome to hear that my fics can make you speculate! As a reader I love when I read a fic that can make me think. "The way, you're dealing with the caracters and the plotlines is the reason for this. Until now, you're doing a good job with all these story-lines. Some of them are linked together, some running along side by side but all of them are affecting each other and this gives your story so many possible directions at this point here." I'm trying to kind of put characters together who wouldn't normally interact. Though it's really tricky to kind of weave them together; which is hugely important for this fic. Though I have two or three characters who will kind of be the key tools in bridging all of the stories in some way or another. "And only a slight changing at one plot could have great effects at another one." But this right here is one reason that this fic is so fun to write; it can go in so many different directions. "Like I said at my first reviews, this kind of adaptaion is normaly not "my cup of tea" (thanks for teaching me this idiom), BUT this here got me hooked." You're welcome! Same, I usually don't write this kind of fic unless it's via request. But I'm having a surprisingly good time with it. Thanks again for all of the compliments!

He didn't need the extra stress, he really didn't and Suki was the only thing keeping him at bay. He was only one text from Katara away from stringing Jet up by the feet and bringing back medieval torture methods. "Look at this, Suki!"

"I know." She bit her lip. "I see it. But I can't have my baby daddy in jail."

For the first time in a while, he was in no mood for jokes. "She said that he's been following her home from school and that she would be all alone of TyLee didn't start driving her!" He wanted to kick his own ass too, for not being around to escort her home. "If something happens to her, Suki…"

"Nothing is going to happen to her." Suki declared. "I promise, I won't let anything."

Sokka ran his hands through his hair. He let his hand fall on Suki's baby bump. "I can't let him go after you either. You're not thinking about the baby!" He puffed out a drawn-out breath. He didn't mean to sound so accusatory. But Suki didn't dispute him.

He could see that she was on the verge of frustrated tears. She was a fighter and a protector, but the baby brought with it, a conflict of interests. "I don't know how, but I can still protect her."

"I don't know what to do, Suki. Maybe I should just go home, find a college closer to home so I can make sure Katara is okay and be closer to you and the baby." He looked around the campus. It was all going so well here and he loved the campus, loved the people, loved the atmosphere…

"Sokka." Suki replied softly.

"It's fine, I can transfer. The semester is only a month in." He stated.

"You shouldn't have to give up something that makes you happy." Suki said. "Just because Jet can't control himself. What about your parents?"

"They have jobs. Katara is alone most of the time, especially with Toph out of school and Aang at soccer practice." With a grim expression he added, "Jet knows that."

"Well maybe TyLee can do her some good."

"He followed them home!" Sokka reiterated. "I don't think that he's scared of TyLee."

.oOo.

Katara slipped into her house and locked the doors. She'd draw the curtains shut if she thought that it would help, but he knew that she was home and he knew that she was alone. He knew that should would be for another few hours, until her father got home at 4:30. She texted Sokka frequently. Maybe she should just stay at school. It wasn't to late to join the cooking club. She would have preferred theater, but the auditioning window had already passed. She made a mental note to talk to YengChen about joining the club. She could invite TyLee along and then neither of them would have to worry about Jet.

Katara made her way up to her room, gripping her phone tightly. She was thankful to have found TyLee because TyLee understood. She hadn't given Katara the full story yet, but apparently Jet liked to follow her around too.

Frankly, Katara was more scared for TyLee because he was more subtle about harassing her. Subtle to the point where no one noticed that he was troubling her at all.

She really wanted to go on as though nothing was wrong. There were only a few more days until Halloween and she still didn't have a costume. All of the harassment and stalking had killed the friendly spooky mood and made those stupid slasher flicks feel all too real. Jet had virtually ruined the holiday for her entirely. On top of his antics, Usha had taken to counting down the days to Halloween by photoshopping her face onto a new 'sexy' costume for each day. By day fifteen, Katara stopped checking her social media pages altogether, she was tired of seeing her face plastered onto sexy maids and cops.

She heard a car pull into her driveway and looked at her clock. It was only 3:27. Her heart began to thunder in her chest. She shot Sokka a quick text, letting him know of the situation.

He replied almost immediately. 'Dammit, Katara, call the cops!'

A good idea on paper but she knew that he'd either be speeding off or in her house by the time they arrived. That is if they took her seriously at all. And she texted such to Sokka who responds with an, 'at least report it to them so they know.'

Katara really didn't see the use. The dots reappear on her screen. She read the message, 'do you want me to head over there? I can tell my professor that I have an emergency.'

'You won't make it on time.' She texted back.

She couldn't help but shiver. She crept down the hall making as little noise as possible. A glance out the window, reveals Jet standing in her driveway. He shot her a cocky wave. She retreated into the hallway and pulled down one of her father's decorative tribal spears. "Sorry, dad." She mumbled, knowing very well that his arctic wall décor was off limits.

Her phone buzzed and she prayed that it was Sokka. A message from TyLee, appeared and she breathed a sigh of relief. The girl wanted to know if she would go costume shopping with her. Katara replied, 'yes, can you come by as quick as possible?'

With any luck, the sound of a new car would drive Jet away. If her luck was poor, she realized with faint horror, she had just put TyLee in the firing range. She smacked her forehead, how could she be so stupid and selfish?

She was about to text a never mind when TyLee replied, 'great, I'm just finishing my volunteer hours at the animal shelter, I'll be there in five.'

She heard the shattering of glass and a bead of anxious sweat trickled down her forehead. Oh God, he's in the house. She clutched the spear tighter, wishing she knew how to use it. She texted Sokka to tell him that Jet was in her house.

.oOo.

Sokka punched the wall, his face was twisted and distorted with more rage than she had ever seen on him and truth be told she was afraid. Suki understood perfectly why he was in such a state but she couldn't help the darker thoughts that rose in her head.

What if, somewhere down the road, that rage was directed at her.

At their baby.

She tried shaking the irrational thoughts away. No, this behavior was the result of not being able to protect loved ones. She tried to turn her thinking around, telling herself that, this is how he would fight for she and their child if he had to.

He threw his fist into the painted bricks again. And he was going for another round. That time, she caught his hand. "You're going to hurt yourself, stop it."

"He's in the fucking house Suki!" Sokka roared.

She hoped that no one else could hear the commotion, God forbid they got the wrong idea.

"If he hurts her…" Sokka's breathing was growing erratic. "If he hurts her I don't know what I'll do."

"Let's go outside." Suki suggested. Some fresh air might do him some good.

"I gotta go home, I gotta…"

She squeezed his shoulders more firmly. "You have to calm down. You can't help Katara if you're not calm."

His phone buzzed and Suki's heart leapt, she hoped that it was some good news.

.oOo.

TyLee arrived before the police. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard the girl's voice. "Katara?" It was riddled with concern. "Katara, are you okay?"

Katara released the breath she had been holding and wiped away a few silent tears. "I'm fine." Her voice was so shaky. Just as shaky as the legs she heaved herself up on. "If you're not inside, you can come in."

"The door is locked, but I guess I can fit through the widow."

Katara thought it was a jest until she came downstairs to find the girl squishing herself through the relatively large hole in the window. Katara knew that the girl was flexible, but that was just insane.

"What happened?"

"Jet." She replied glumly.

TyLee stooped down to pick up the miniature bolder Jet had chucked through the window. She grimaced.

"What?"

TyLee turned the large rock over. Painted in red was a threat; 'windows are pretty easy to break, you might as well open the door.'

She wanted to cry all over again. She distracted herself by letting Sokka know that Jet had only broken the window, that he had never been inside at all. She added that TyLee was there and the cops would be there too.

Not that they ended up being much use at all. She hadn't expected them to be. She watched them snap photos of the rock, the message on it, and the broken glass. "But no one was inside of the house?" The taller cop spoke.

Katara shook her head. "But look at that, he practically said that he would be…"

"He?" Asked the smaller female cop.

"My stalker. Jet! The one I've been telling you about!"

"How do you know it was him?" Asked the woman

"For all we know, it was just some bratty neighbor pulling a nasty Halloween prank." The man concluded.

"Happens all the time around this time 'a year." The female added

Katara wanted to scream. "No! It's him, I saw him out there." She was so furious with herself for not snapping a picture of him standing in her driveway; once again, she could prove nothing.

"Did you managed to get a picture of him?"

"No!" Katara shouted again. "I didn't think about it. But he. Was. There."

"He was totally there." TyLee put in.

"And you saw him?" The female asked.

TyLee bit her cheek. "Well no, but…"

"If you weren't present then you can't be a witness." Spoke the male.

"He does this kind of thing to me too." TyLee argued.

"Have you reported it?" Asked the female cop.

Her silence was an answer it itself. Now Katara wanted to tear her hair out. What would it take to get them to believe her? Would she have to go missing? Would she have to die? TyLee grabbed her hand and pulled her into what was probably meant to be a comforting embrace. Maybe she was going to have to move. She didn't want to leave Aang, Suki, and Toph behind. She didn't want to leave town, but that was starting to sound like the safest option.