Aang awoke and stood up slowly. He winced at the pain. His new green shirt and pants felt weird but he would have to get used to it. He also needed to shave his head. His arrow was being covered by a soft buzz of black hair. Momo glided over. "Hey boy. How are you?" he whispered quietly, walking into the light and out of the cave.

He stretched softly, trying not to make anything else sore. He then stood down and tried to induce his avatar state. Again, for the millionth time in the past two days, he could not make it come. He shook his head in frustration.

Aang felt a kiss on his cheek.

"Katara…" he said simply, with a slight smile.

"Avatar Aang" she said, smiling as he opened his eyes.

Not much had changed since they had kissed. They had not decided if they would start dating; neither was ready for the commitment. Aang had started acting more like his normal self, with the help of Katara of course.

"Any luck yet?" she asked.

"Does it look like it?" he asked her. Katara shook her head.

"Don't worry, you'll get it."

Aang nodded. He hoped so

Zuko stood up and stretched. Ashayna curled up in his absence, still asleep. He shook his head. Yesterday was the best day he had had in many, many years. Ashayna was more amazing and beautiful than he remembered, but she also brought painful memories that he wished her could forget. He looked over at his mother's music box. But she also brought him hope. He shook his head again; he wasn't sure what to do.

After rummaging through her small desk, everything in her apartment was small (She explained that she had many low paying jobs in the market.); he found a small pen and piece of parchment where he scribbled. "Thank you. Meet me at the tea shop on Roiun Street tomorrow at dusk."

With one last glance at Ashayna, he slipped out of the room, out of the apartment, and into the street. The small light shone through the top of the wall as Zuko walked briskly. He brushed a piece of hair from his face.

I don't understand anything anymore. How did I find Ashayna? At this time… I need her the most now I guess. But what about Azula and father. I just got my honor back. Am I willing to risk it for her? She found mother's necklace and music box. I want to find mother. I don't know what I want.

Zuko hardly noticed his feet had carried him so far, and soon he was up at the palace. He didn't walk up to his room though, he turned the corner and headed for the dungeon. It was past due for his time to talk to his Uncle.

Sokka grumbled as he stumbled out of his sleeping bag. "Has anyone seen my ribbon for my hair? I can't find it," he asked. Momo soon flew over, holding the ribbon in question.

"Aw man…Bring it back Momo!" he exclaimed, running after the flying lemur

Aang and Katara laughed. She looked over at Aang. "I don't mean to pressure you, but do you have any idea on what we should do next? The eclipse is going to be here soon…and we aren't sure what to do."

Aang shook his head. "I'm not sure. But something tells me to stay here for a little longer." Katara shook her head. She believed him.

Toph walked out of the cave followed soon after by the Ex-Earth King. Toph's hair was down. "I can't find my hair ribbon," she grumbled. Aang and Katara laughed again.

"Momo probably has it," Katara said. "Here, I'll let you borrow my brush in the meantime." She walked away, leaving Aang with the King.

"You know, I always have had faith the Avatar would return. I never thought I'd be run out of my city and be sitting here next to him though," he commented

Aang looked down at the water next to him. "I didn't think any of this would happen either," he muttered.

Zuko shivered as he walked into the damp air. This cant be good for Uncle he thought. Not much he could do about that now. There were no Dai Li Agents around, thank goodness. Zuko was still very awkward around them. He could not wait to go home to get away from them.

After a couple minutes of searching. Zuko found his uncle's cell. He approached it tentatively. "Uncle Iroh?" he whispered.

His uncle turned around, and smiled weakly. Zuko had to look away for second, his guilt and shame turning into tears. "Uncle…I'm sorry," he croaked, knowing that his uncle would notice the tears. He tried to hide them.

"You know I believe in second chances, Zuko," the old man whispered, hugging his crying nephew as much as he could through the bars. Iroh started to cough, shocking Zuko from his tears.

"Uncle, you are sick," h stated plainly, feeling more guilt stir.

His coughing attack subsided. "Don't worry about it. If nothing has killed me yet, nothing will," he replied calmly.

Zuko sighed and sat down. Iroh followed the suit. "Now tell me nephew, what has brought you down here. What has changed in your heart?"

Zuko closed his eyes and told his uncle everything.

Aang and Katara walked around the pond in silence. She held his hand lightly. He loved it. "Aang, are you sure we should be staying here? Shouldn't we be getting troops ready or anything?"

Aang shrugged. "I think the spirits want me here, which would explain why I improved so quickly. I think they want me here. For a little bit longer. Be a little more patient. If nothing happens in a week, we can go."

Katara squeezed his hand. "If you say so."

Zuko walked up the stairs and into his room. He shut the door and fell onto the bed. What a weird past 48 hours. He closed his eyes, ready to go to sleep.

"Hello Zuko."

Azula. His heart beat quickly as he rolled up and sat up. "Azula," he said, finding her in the corner of his room.

"Where have you been Zuko?"

"No where"

"Who was that girl you were with," Azula said, getting to the point.

"A friend." How did she know?

"A friend…You might want to stay away from her. You may cause her to have an accident."

"Azula if you do anything to her..."

"Don't give me a reason to," she smirked, giving him a curt bow and left the room.

Zuko ran to his window and yanked it open. He stalked onto the balcony, trying to cool off his growing sense of panic. Watching the sun in the sky, he shook his head. Ashayna…