OK!

So, the thing didn't allow me the say my email address, I am sorry I didn't follow the rules exactly ffnet.

Just post it up if you guys want for me to write the first beginning. Besides, I think you would've all been accepted as junk mail, and filtered out.

Anyways, if you decided to skip the whole thing, here's a recap of what happened:

Aang was injured, and he got poisoned. They find a town with a doctor. The operation was a success. The doctor didn't tell Katara and Sokka that Aang will only live for 48 hours, he was too scared the truth might hurt them. He told his wife, Mrs. Worheilmer. For the potion to be completed, he needs one last ingredient: the blood of someone Aang truly loves (as we very well know is Katara. Seriously.)

Wow. A Couple thousand words into a couple of sentences. Weird, eh

Katara walked down the hall, and stood in front of the door second to the left. Sokka was behind her, and was also eager to see their best friend. Sokka stepped in front on Katara, and said, "I better go first to give you time to calm down. You might get overexcited and hug him to death." Katara blushed a little, but only replied, "fine."

Sokka walked in, and closed the door behind him. Aang laid on a bed, opening his eyes slightly to acknowledge that Sokka was in the room.

"Hey Sokka…" Aang said. His voice was weak, but cheerful.

"Hey, Aang. Good to see you're awake. How's the wound coming?"

"Sokka, there isn't a wound anymore. The man did a good job stitching it, now it only tickles when I touch it. But I still don't get why I'm feeling dizzy…"

"Maybe it's some sort of effect or something. With you going unconscious so long, it's hard to tell if you were dead or not."

"Well, here I am, talking to you, so I guess I'm alive, eh?"

A moment of silence passes, as Sokka looked over his now stitched wound. Aang laughed when he touched it, but suddenly he gasped and coughed out blood.

"Whoa! Aang, are you all right?"

"Ya, but I don't know what happened. I just laughed and…just suddenly I felt something come up my throat. It was disgusting."

"Aang, this isn't normal. It's not right for you to cough out blood when the operation is over. I'll talk to the doctor right now. Katara's next, Aang. I think she'll want to drown you with tears or hug you to death or something…"

"Really?" Aang's face turned pink.

"Ya. She thinks it's all her fault, but you shouldn't have pulled her underneath the water in the first place."

"Blame it all on the little guy. That's what you all say…"

"I'm just sayin!"

And with that, Sokka left the room.

Sokka walked back into the hall. Katara was sitting eargerly on a chair, and when she saw Sokka, Katara jumped up and ran into the room.

"Aang!"

"Katara…you're choking me…"

Katara had wrapped her arms around Aang and was hugging him tightly. Aang blushed crimson, but Katara didn't seem to notice. She let go of Aang and sat down on a chair next to the bed.

"Oh, right…sorry…"

"It's alright, Katara. Soooooo…How are you?"

Katara didn't want to make Aang worry, but she finally burst.

"I've been worried sick, Aang! I would've lost my best friend! How did you think I was?"

"I don't know, but I sure don't want to see you upset. Cheer up, Katara, I'm alive, and that's all that matters."

"Katara, I need to tell you something. When I was sleeping, I had a dream. About you and Sokka."

"What was it about?"

"Well…you guys…left me. It was after I defeated Ozai. It was a happy dream…until Sokka said that I didn't need you guys anymore. It was untrue. I tried to tell you and Sokka, but you just agreed with him. And then you left. I tried to find you, but suddenly the whole world went dark. I couldn't see a thing, so I kept running and running until I fell down. Then I realized I became tiny, and I was into Fire Lord Zuko's hands. 'Puny little airbender' he said, 'you're nothing without your friends. Too bad they don't care about you at all.' And that was when I woke up and realized I was in the operation room. I was surprised to see someone forcing me to drink a foul-smelling liquid. I thought I was being poisoned, but I was too weak to move. But then I felt that my wound didn't hurt anymore, and maybe he was giving a drink of some kind to ease the pain or something. And then I went unconscious, just when I felt the liquid enter my stomach."

"What? The doctor gave you a liquid? He never told us about that. I am going to ask him right now, I think he's not telling us something."

Just as Katara stood up from the chair beside Aang's bed, Aang used all of his strength to reach up and grab Katara's hand.

"Don't go, Katara. Please. Can you stay? I was so lonely, thinking I would never see you guys again…"

Katara smiled, and sat back down on the chair, squeezing Aang's hand slightly.

"Of course I will."