"All hail Fire Lord Zuko!" the Fire Sage proclaimed. As he declared this, the other sages beat on drums and chanted respectful hymns.

As the leading sage said this he stepped into the middle of the room facing the throne. Sitting on the throne was Fire Lord Zuko, with his grand robes, regal posture and burn scar over his left eye.

The sage continued, "On this, the Fire Lord's 17th birthday we pay tribute and honor to him. May he be presented with his gifts now."

Two other Fire sages entered the chamber bearing a large chest.

"From the Fire Sages, incense of the highest quality and value, may they be burned at your discretion."

"From the Tribal Chief of the Northern Water Tribe," the sage continued as a man dressed in blue garbs came in holding a fur, "a priceless ceremonial headdress reflecting honorary acceptance into the tribe and mutual respect."

Then four men came in heaving a huge, yellow trunk. The men wore green and brown outfits.

"From His Majesty the Earth King, 100 pounds of gold, given in thankfulness for peace between our great nations."

The Fire Lord stood and politely announced, "Thank you all for these wonderful gifts. I cannot begin to expound onto you how grateful I am for your leader's generosity, acceptance and kindness even in the aftermath in such of a horrible war. I am humbled by it in ways impossible to describe."

He bowed. The gift bearers bowed in response and exited.

"Fire Lord Zuko, with all due respect, the endowment is not yet complete" the Fire Sage informed.

"Who else is left?" Fire Lord Zuko asked.

The sage cleared his throat and declared, "Announcing the presence of His Holiness, Avatar Aang, and Master Waterbender Katara of the Southern Water Tribe."

Aang and Katara walked into the room, each of them carrying a package of sorts.

Abandoning all formality and custom, Zuko beamed, "Aang, Katara, I'm so glad to see you!" He ran over to them and embraced them in a brotherly hug.

"Happy birthday Zuko!" Katara greeted as if they hadn't seen each other in years.

"And many more Sifu Hotman" Aang welcomed childishly.

As he pulled away Zuko mocked, "Aang, if you call me that one more time I swear to the Spirits I'm going to…"

"Time for presents!" Katara cut in. "You can go first Aang."

"All right!" Aang acknowledged happily. He was holding a big scroll. He opened it and showed it to Zuko. Painted on the parchment was an illustration of, as Katara's brother Sokka describes it, Team Avatar. It was a detailed drawing of the group of buddies who had worked together to defeat Fire Lord Ozai and other of Zuko's friends; Aang, Katara, Sokka, Zuko, their blind Earthbender friend, Toph, Sokka's girlfriend Suki, Zuko's uncle Iroh, Zuko's girlfriend Mai, Mai's acrobat friend Ty Lee, Aang's pet Lemur Momo, and his flying bison Appa. It was drawn in amazing detail and accuracy.

"You painted this?" Zuko asked as he marveled at it.

"Well sort of" Aang replied humbly. "I used Paintbending, you know Waterbending but with paint, it took me about a thousand tries to get it right, but it's still better than anything Sokka ever painted."

"Thank you" Zuko replied. He then hugged Aang like he would a little brother.

"Well it'll be hard to top that" Katara confessed.

"I'm sure you got me something just as special" Zuko assured.

"You could say that" Katara said as she looked at what she was holding. It was a glass box with the Water Nation symbol carved into it.

"Zuko, remember when we were in prison together and I told you I might be able to heal your scar?" Katara asked.

"Y…yeah" the Fire Lord cautiously answered.

"Well I uh…used the Spirit Water I was going to do that with when Azula almost killed Aang, but since then I…uh went back to the North Pole. This box is filled with water from the Spirit Oasis, more than I had before. If anything can finally heal you, this can."

Zuko gasped. He did not want to become hopeful in vain, for his scar was deep and permanent, but there was still a chance that this could work. "Let's try it" he murmured.

Katara nodded. She opened a small flap on the container and set in on the ground. Using the movements of the Kung Fu style Tai Chi she bended the water into the air in a flowing mass and gently guided it to Zuko's face. The cool liquid rested over his scar that stretched from his eye to his ear. Katara touched the water with her right palm and the puddle began to glow a soothing, light blue.

They stood frozen in that position for what seemed like hours but were really only a few minutes. Abruptly, Zuko pulled away and starting grunting loudly, grabbing his face with both hands.

"Zuko, what's wrong?!" Katara asked horrified.

"My eye!" Zuko yelled.

"Oh, no Katara!" Aang said morbidly. "You've blinded Zuko!" Katara gasped in fearful guilt.

"What?" Zuko questioned as though this was ridiculous. "No. No. It's just…my eye; it's finally opening all of the way." Zuko's eyelid had always been forced mostly shut by his injury.

"Then why were you screaming?" Aang queried.

"I got water in my eye" Zuko answered casually, removing one of his hands. Aang and Katara groaned, both of them very annoyed.

"Never scare me like that again Zuko" Katara pleaded, placing her hand over her heart to calm it.

"Uh sorry about that" Zuko apologized, rubbing the back of his head.

Aang and Katara gasped.

"What?" Zuko asked.

Katara picked up her box and flipped it so its back could be used as a mirror. Zuko gazed at his reflection. He saw two sides of his face exactly the same. His left eye opened as wide as his right. His left ear was no longer singed. He no longer felt the hesitation and weakness of his left side that had plagued him for 3 years. He had never been blind in that eye but his vision had been greatly reduced by the wound that his cruel father had inflicted on him. Now tears of joy streamed from both of his fully-functioning eyes.

"Oh, thank you Katara!" Zuko whispered non-believingly as he rapped his arms around her in t grateful, warm and friendly hug.

"You're welcome Zuko" she said, also shedding a few tears.

"I know I'll never be able to repay you for this."

"Well I guess from now on I can call you Sifu Uni-brow" Aang joked.

"What?!" Zuko asked defensively.

"Well…uh" Katara began to explain. "…your eyebrow and eyelashes haven't quite grown back yet."

Zuko looked at his reflection again. What Katara said was true; though the roots of his brow's hair follicles appeared to be mended they were at this point so light that they were nearly invisible.

"Ah, I'm a freak! As Fire Lord I order no one to look at my face for the next few weeks!" Zuko hollered irrationally.

Aang and Katara laughed hysterically.

"Anyone who laughs is banished!" Zuko warned. Aang started whistling innocently and Katara looked at her shoes. Zuko moaned.

"Oh yeah" Katara said, realizing something. "Aang you said you had something important to tell me and Zuko."

"That's right" Aang remembered. "You'd better sit down. This will take a while to explain." And Aang explained everything he learned on his recent journey to the Spirit World, save for a few details he felt unessential.

When Aang was done Zuko recapped, "So you need my help to restore the Air Nation?"

"Yes" Aang replied. "Balance will never be restored if one of the elements doesn't survive."

"Your plan won't be easy to carry out. I'm not sure many refugees will be eager to leave their homes to go live in some strange land."

"Their homes in the Earth Kingdom are already destroyed and it's not like we're going to force them."

"Well there's another problem. Who will be in charge of the temples? You're the Avatar, you're busy protecting the world, and you can't be in all four of the Air Temples at once and still do that."

"Well you see…uh…there's a…a…simple solution…oh."

"You haven't thought about it at all?!"

"Well…"

"Aang" Katara interjected.

"What?"

"Isn't there already someone living in the Eastern Air Temple?"

Aang smiled. "There is! Guru Pathik; he taught me to master the Avatar State! I'm sure he would be willing to help!"

"Well that's one man for one temple" Zuko pointed out. "What about the North, South and…"

"There are already people living in the Northern Air Temple!" Aang exclaimed. "We just have to convince them to pollute less and help keep the history alive."

"Shouldn't be that hard" Katara assured. "The Mechanist is a reasonable guy."

Aang grabbed Katara's shoulders eagerly. "Katara, we're going to rebuild my nation!" he said joyfully. They hugged each other.

"That's all fine and good" Zuko said. "But what about the other two temples, there's no one living at them and there are no other Airbenders to put in charge of them. Who can we ask to be in control of them? Who can we trust to do that?"

"I…have no clue" Aang owned up. "What about your uncle?"

"He's still running his tea shop in Ba Sing Se. He's done enough in this war. I don't want to ask him to interrupt his new, quiet life" Zuko informed respectfully.

"What about the other members of the Order of the White Lotus?" Katara posed. "Could they do something to help?" The Order of the White Lotus was an organization of philosophers and warriors that transcended the boundaries of the Four Nations.

"They…just might be able to" Zuko recognized. "Out of anyone who would be able to they would be the most willing people to help."

"Could you call a meeting of them so we could ask them?" Aang asked.

"I think so" Zuko said, pulling a White Lotus Pai Sho piece from his sleeve. "I am just a junior member but I think I can arrange that. Good idea guys."

"So you'll help?" Aang asked buoyantly.

"I already promised you that we would rebuild the world together didn't I? If I provide escorts then the meeting should be able to take place in about a week. How does that work?" Zuko said.

"That'll be just perfect Sifu Hotbrow" Aang replied mockingly.

"Don't call me that you jackass!" Zuko ordered.

"Don't call my boyfriend a jackass you jackass!" Katara snapped.

"Don't call me a jackass you…you…" Zuko stuttered.

"Whatever word you're thinking of saying it's a bad idea Zuko" a gloomy, yet oddly uplifted voice said.

Zuko's girlfriend Mai entered the hall with a partially sarcastic smile on her face.

"After all the word 'jackass' wasn't meant to be used for girls and the words that were are guaranteed to get you an angry Waterbending icicle shoved up your…"

"Mai!" Zuko interjected standing up. "How are you?"

"As happy as my personality will permit me to be" Mai joked, walking up to Zuko.

"That's good."

Mai skipped a breath. She was staring at Zuko's face mesmerized. "Oh…oh my…"

"What's wrong Mai?"

Mai touched the skin under Zuko's left eye with her palm. "You're scar…it's gone" she whispered.

Zuko put his hands on her shoulders. "That's right Mai, I'm healed now" he told her.

Mai wrapped her arms around Zuko's neck and he embraced her as well. "Thank the Spirits" she said.

"The Spirits aren't the only ones to thank" Zuko informed. Mai pulled away with a curious look on her face. "Katara healed me."

Mai still held on to Zuko as she looked towards his friends and said, with more happiness and gratitude than anyone who knows her would expect, "Thank you so much for doing this for Zuko, Katara."

"Of course" Katara replied.

"Now" Zuko said, "let's get the rest of Team Avatar back together, we've got a lot of work to do if we want to rebuild the Air Nation."

"Rebuild the Air Nation?" Mai repeated. "What have you been doing behind my back this time Zuko?"

They all shared in a laugh at this, save for self-conscious Zuko.