There was fighting, lot's of fighting. There were tears coming from Katara. And then there was Zuko holding her in his arms running for their lives. "Zuko I'm fine. You can put me down." She looked up at him and smiled. There were so many tears coming from her eyes.
Zuko just kept on running "We'll be safe soon." was all he said.
They were in all black and had their faces covered. The only skin showing was their eyes, Katara's wound on her stomach, and a cut on Zuko's left arm.
"Here we go." Zuko set her down.
Katara just stared at him, tears still coming down her face. "I…" She coughed. "I need water." Zuko handed her his canteen. She smiled a sad smile and started to heal herself.
When she was finished Zuko looked in to her sad blue eyes. "Remember what I told you Katara. Scream, cry, anything, please so I know that you're you please."
Katara looked at him again and said quietly. "Did you hear what he said? Did you hear him? He said that I look so much like her. That he saw the same scared look in my mothers eyes when he killed her. Did you hear him Zuko? Did you? You must have, you were right there." Katara looked at him and saw a long cut on his arm. "Why didn't you tell me that there was a cut on your arm. Here let me heal it." She scooted closer to him and bended the water from Zuko's canteen.
Zuko grabbed her hand and shook his head. "You drink that right now. You have lost a good amount of blood, you need water to help replenish it."
Katara looked at him confused. Zuko nodded his head. She drank some and bended it back in to the canteen. "My head hurts so bad Zuko and I don't know why." She said.
"It will be okay I promise." He looked at her. 'She's so delirious' Zuko thought.
"Zuko do you really think that's what my mother thought before she died? That she was happy to die because it met she didn't have to take care of me or Sokka or dad." She looked at him again.
"Katara your mother loved you, she still loves you. She's so proud of you and Sokka and Hakoda. Don't you ever think of that for one second, because you know that that man is heartless and can make things up. You know that your mother would never say that and you know…that…Katara what are you doing?" Katara wrapped her arms around Zuko and leaned her head on his shoulder.
"I'm so tired Zuko. So very tired. Can I just rest my eyes for a moment please." It wasn't a question, because right after Katara said it her eyes started to drift shut. "So tired." Zuko moved her to his lap. Her head rested on his shoulder and her hand rested on his chest. "You're such a good man Zuko. I don't know what I would ever do with out you." The last thing Katara did before she fell asleep was lift her head up and cupped Zuko's scarred side in her hand and kissed him on the lips.
Zuko's eye's widened and as he looked down to the girl in his arms he thought 'She's so delirious, she probably doesn't know what she's doing to me.' He tightened his arms around her and kissed her forehead. He soon too drifted of in to a light slumber.