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Night was beginning to fall, and none of them had eaten in a long time. It had been three days since Ba Sing Sa and Aang had still yet to awaken, although his wounds were completely healed thanks to Katara. Katara left Toph in charge of Aang because she would most easily be able to monitor his vitals. Sokka had gathered wood and Bosco had foraged some edible plant. Katara threw the meager rations into a pot, and began to boil it for soup. The earth king sat down and stared into fire. Sokka was by the river, trying to catch a fish to go with dinner. There was a tug on the line and he pulled, a fish came flying out of the water and smacked him in the face. He ran to the fire with his prize, cleaned it and threw it onto a flat rock in the coals. It sizzled and released the smell of cooking meat. Katara looked over at her brother with a small smile. When the food was cooked, she began to ladle it into bowls when she heard a yell from the stone tent.
"He's awake! He's awake!" yelled Toph.
Katara was the first to make it to the tent. She pause in the doorway and saw his eyes flutter open. She rushed to his side and grasped his hand. Aang turned his head and stared at Katara.
"Katara," he coughed, "I'm sorry, so sorry."
"Shhhh," said Katara, "There is nothing to be sorry for." She laid her hand on the side of his face.
"Can you help me sit up?" gasped Aang as he struggled to get up.
"You need to rest," answered Katara, pushing his shoulder gently back to the bed.
"No, no. I need to get up. I need to see what happened to me, why I am like this," he persisted.
Katara put her arm around his waist and helped him sit up. His hand snaked around to his back and he gingerly probed his flesh.
"But there is nothing there," he said in awe.
"No, you've been out for three days. I was able to heal it," said Katara.
"You didn't just heal me," he whispered. His hands lunged out and griped Katara's wrists. "You brought me back. I was dead," tears began to stream down his face.
Katara pulled him into a hug. They stayed like that for a minute until Katara pulled away.
"Come on, time for dinner," said Katara. She helped Aang to his feet and supported him as they made their way through the group, to the fire.
Katara sat Aang down by the fire and handed him a bowl of the soup. He took a sip and smiled.
"It tastes great. Like soup and tea all in one little package…" he sighed. He finished the bowl and Katara passed him her ration.
"I can't eat this. It's yours…" said Aang although he eyed the food hungrily.
"Sokka caught a fish. I can have some of that," said Katara. Aang nodded and sipped the soup. Katara grabbed the smallest piece of fish and nibbled on that. The rest she left to the others. The group mattered to her more than her own well being. They had to be healthy and then she would worry about herself. Katara would do anything for them.
Anything…