Mai looked up at the ornate plaque on the memorial shrine as she kneeled to pay her respects. She sighed as she removed a wilted bouquet from the simple ledge below the golden plaque. A rare fire lily was unwrapped from crimson silk. A fire lily was so befitting for her dear friend. Too proud, thought Mai, and it was too sure that the volcano it grew near would not bubble up to destroy it. She sighed again, and prayed for her friend's spirit.

"I know she's my sister, but after all this time, I still cannot pray for her. And to hear you sigh with such sadness after all of the evil she has done to you. How can you do this?" her husband asked with genuine curiosity as he came around to stand slightly behind her.

Mai gave him a soft smile from where she kneeled. "I pray for her spirit because she was dependable."

Zuko did not bother to disguise his undignified snort. Mai smiled and chuckled lightly.

"Nah, I remember her punching this guy I liked," Mai laughed as Zuko's face changed at the memory of Azula's jealousy.

"Don't remind me."

"Not really," Mai said suddenly serious,"I pray because she was the bridge between us. She connected us together after awhile. Somehow, she's one heck of a matchmaker. Well, at least after she gets over the fact that she has to share to win."

"I can see that," Zuko conceded as he dropped to his knee to touch the small swell on Mai's abdomen. She smiled at the touch. It was a nice change of pace after the five months of diplomatic chaos. It seemed that things had settled down right when she discovered her pregnancy. Peace of mind and a peaceful atmosphere was finally achieved. Then Zuko ruined it with the looming question.

"What should we name him?"

She was elated at her triumph. If there was one thing she missed, it was a good crowd and a handful of stuff to win. Soft petals tickled her feet as people threw flowers on the platform. Toph sucked in a lungful of air. The smell of flowers, earth, and sweat filled her lungs. Victory.

After all, her father wasn't a stern as he seemed. Having her safe at home was his goal, but her mother could make a compromise he couldn't refuse. Toph was now openly shown at parties with her family. Her mother was proud of her. Toph's parents only wanted her with them. And after comparing fighting a war and a stage match, the two decided that they would rather her fight a stage match.

Toph's new roommate wasn't too bad either. She was a waterbender, not as fierce as Katara, but a soft girl. Apparently she was only gifted in healing forced mental changes. Suka had a tender heart, but Toph was determined to toughen her up. After all, if she could teach an airbender earthbending, then Suka would learn to stand up for herself.

Sokka wrapped his arm around Suki. It was difficult to get used to the idea, but Suki wanted to live on Kyoshi Island. Sokka still felt the need to go somewhere, but he knew that he needed to get over his destination anxiety. He groaned as he realized that he sounded like those weird traveling nomads.

The two were married at the Fire Nation before Zuko and Mai were able to wed. It was the best day of his life. Now, Suki would be able to be with her team and village, and Sokka would run his own sword dojo.

Suki shifted her weight. Her eyes fluttered open and a sleepy smile touched her lips.

"Hey, there, Beautiful."

"Mm, shut it for a second. Let me enjoy this peace."

After a moment, Suki opened her eyes again. "What did Aang want to speak with you about?"

"Well, it's gonna be great," started Sokka.

"Katara?" Aang called.

Katara looked outside to see Aang standing in the moonlight. The light brought out the shadows of distress yet excitement on Aang's face.

"What is it Aang?"

Sweat started to pour off of his face as he dropped to a knee. "Willyoumarryme?"

Katara stood there for awhile. Aang almost died from anxiety as she stood there looking confused. She mouthed something and then her face brightened. "Will I marry you?"

Aang's throat was so dry then that he could only nod dumbly. Katara immediately enveloped him with a hug.

"Yeah," Katara sniffed,"Let's get married"

Aang grinned, exhausted from the stress of proposing and kissed her.