A/N: HELLO my dearest readers! Welcome to the next chapter of my Linorra fic. AND WELCOME TO WHERE SHIT STARTS HITTING THE FAN. I mean... *ahem* Where the excitement starts. Things are slow for writing as my job has refused to let up on my hours (which start early in the morning for me) and I am also working on my first novel. Anyways, I am truly thrilled that KORRASAMI BECAME CANON! *screeches wildly in joy* Anyways, I hope all of you enjoy this, as things start really getting awesome in the next few chapters.

WARNING:Contains foul language, irritable Lin, and MINOR CITRUS WARNING! That's right! A bit of *eyebrow waggle* fun times in here. Nothing graphic, but lots of hotness.

With love,
Korrupted.

Shout outs-

Anonytrash: I am so glad you are enjoying this! Really, your kind words are something that helps me feel like writing this is really worth it. I hope you keep reading this!

thesocketpuppet: I do like having them as mentor and student a lot. It's amusing to see them in very close proximity and trying to not kill each other. Until they grow close enough to be friendly.

Samm7k: Oyo is one of my favorite artists. She's amazing, and really sweet, and totally my senpai. Who actually noticed me a few times. I hope you enjoy this chapter and the drama it provokes.

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Korra paced in her room, frowning at the floor in frustration. She had to meet Asami today to both inform her of Lin's suspicion and try to win the green eyed woman back, but there was a knot in her stomach. What if Lin was wrong? Or what if Asami was in on it too? Even the hot-headed Avatar had to admit that it was a fairly weak lead, and since Lin had resigned, they lacked the backing of the police force. Saikhan was working with Tarrlok, and she had no desire to bring that two-faced rat into this; she still refused to forgive him for using both herself and Lin. However, she was still needing to get going to see the older girl, regardless of the outcome; she had to tell Asami, and hopefully everything would be okay between them.

Lin sat in front of her radio, frowning at what she was about to do. She knew that this was risky, and that she could get herself thrown into jail for it, but she had no other choice. She grabbing the microphone after tapping the table twice to locate everything, twisting a few dials, and finally pressing the button down on the stand to speak. "Officer Reisler, come in." She stated.

"This is Officer Reisler, badge number seven, Aang, one, five, Spirit, Bumi, four." His voice dropped. "Chief, Saikhan is nearby. Please, be quick."

The woman frowned at his words. What was Saikahn doing to cause the ever aware Reisler to distrust him? "I... I need a few men for a non-sanctioned raid. This could cost anyone who agrees their badge, but I think we have a lead on the electro-glove manufacturer. I need you here at six tonight."

Silence from the other end made her heart pound. Was he about to warn his new chief? "I'll find a few trustworthy men for you, Chief. Just, be careful, will you? We need you here, too. Things are getting... Oh, Chief. I have those repor-"

The man quickly left his radio, indicating that the current leader had interrupted him. Lin furrowed her brow, growing more concerned by the minute with how her contact had been acting. Something was terribly wrong with the department, but there was unfortunately nothing that she could do about it for now; not until she could use her seismic sense properly on a regular basis. Not for the first time the policewoman found herself cursing her blindness.

With a sigh, the woman stood in her khakis and tank top, bending her uniform onto her body with ease. It was like bending the earth to her, natural and completely simple. She left her feet uncovered, much like her mother had done, and tugged her sleeve armor into place.

"Chief, come in." A male voice rushed through the radio.

Lin stumbled over the corner of her bed in her haste to get there, sitting and taking up the microphone. "Reisler?"

The man spoke quickly, his voice hushed. "Saikhan also got a tip about it, too. Not Cabbage Corp, but Future Industries." Her stomach sank, but he went on. "We're doing a raid in twenty, so if that's where your intel pointed to; stay put. If we find something, I'll let you know. If not, I'll grab a few men and head to Air Temple Island."

"Reisler, be careful." She urged. "What's got you worked up about Saikhan?"

"He's on the take from Tarrlok, and the damn councilman is becoming everything that Amon said benders would be. This isn't good, and it isn't right, but I can't leave. I can't help the ones they take wrongfully if I'm not here."

"You need to be careful, alright?" The blind bender frowned. "We've been friends for twenty years, and I will kill you if you get hurt."

"Understood. I'll be in contact."

Once more, the officer hung up, leaving the former police chief to frown. If Saikhan was truly under Tarrlok's control, then things could get even more dicey than before. But now, Lin was back to her least favorite task of all; waiting. Hopefully her men and the idiot-bender would be alright.

Korra hesitantly knocked at the front door of the Sato estate, her ice blue eyes full of worry. Would Asami understand? Did the other girl already know? Was the whole idea completely wrong and the Avatar was about to make a fool of herself? Her dark musings were cut short by the door opened to reveal none other than Asami herself, green eyes surprised. "Korra?" The word sounded almost confused, as if the non-bender couldn't believe the Avatar was there.

"I uh... Hey, Asami." The mocha skinned teen stammered, fidgeting under her gaze.

The raven haired woman relaxed, gesturing back slightly into the manor. "Let me get Bolin and Mako. They'd love to see you."

"Wait, Asami." The waterbender halted the elder female as she turned back to call for her teammates. "I really just... Is there somewhere we can talk? In... private?"

The taller girl's features softened even more, taking gentle hold of Korra's hand. "Of course. I know the perfect place."

The engineer pulled the Avatar along into what seemed to be a private study, closing the door and turning to pulled the smaller bender against her. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, pale fingers cupping a dark skinned cheek before running through brunette locks, freeing them from the blue cloth holders. Korra wrapped her own arms tightly around Asami, rivaling the passion in her actions as one of her hands tangled into ink black hair, keeping them interlocked in desperate desires. The two women clung tightly to each other, their actions fueled by the days they had spent apart, their need intensified by the heat the other was giving off. The waterbender could vaguely feel a nagging in the back of her mind, telling her that she had come to deal with something very important, but for the life of her she couldn't figure out what.

Korra began to lean against Asami more, her actions more aggressive as one of those long, slender hands caressed the swell of her breasts through her shirt, a groan of pleasure vibrating into the non-bender's mouth. Casually hoisting up the tall female, the Avatar wrapped those long legs around her waist and moved to allow the green eyed teen to sit on the desk, moving to kiss a certain freckle on the cream toned throat deeply. The moans the gentle nips evoked drove Korra's desires through the roof, her hands roaming along the sturdy waist, the thin but vaguely muscled frame, moving to tease just under the hem of Asami's shirt with her fingertips.

Drunk with lust, egged on by the languid sounds of pleasured approval, Korra still felt like she was neglecting something very important. She had come here with a purpose, and part of her was very sure that it wasn't to get involved in the world's best make-out session with her former lover, no matter how amazing it was. Leaning closer still to the engineer caused Asami to slowly lean back to lay on the top of her desk, the shorter female held a very willing captive by her legs, fingers gripping the blue top desperately. Both women were flushed, Korra's hands now slipping under the red jacket and black shirt to flirt with the edge of the brassier below, loving how it made the green eyed female arch and writhe below her, soft, sensuous moans filling the study.

Yet that persistent niggling in the back of her mind that she was neglecting something incredibly important caused her to pull away slightly, a pleading groan of frustration voiced by the reclined woman as a result. Panting, Korra's hazy blue eyes locked with lusty jade hues, her mocha toned hands now braced on the desk top. "Whu... Wait..." She pleaded breathlessly. "We n-need to talk..."

The taller woman squirmed enticingly, pulling the Avatar closer against her with her legs. "Mmmmnnnn... We can talk later." A coy, seductive smile broke onto her lips. "Or maybe we can call this talking? If so, I hope it's an intense conversation."

'Spirits, give me strength...' The dark haired teen mentally prayed, somehow resisting the desire- no. The need to press their lips and bodies back together. To yield to that dark part of her mind that demanded that she take this opportunity to make the non-bender hers for the very first time, to stumble through a quite literal hands-on lesson on explorations of sexual relations. But they couldn't, reality rearing it's ugly head to break through Korra's lust fueled haze, the curtain of dark brown hair cascading around them both as she placed a chaste kiss on Asami's lips. "It can't wait, I'm sorry." She breathed, using every ounce of self control in her body.

With a very vocal whine of displeasure, the green eyed woman sat up, removing her legs from around Korra's waist as the waterbender began trying to fix her hair, all the while ignoring the throbbing need that radiated from between her legs. After calming herself down, the recollection of why she had originally come to the estate allowed her to turn back to the now immaculate Asami Sato as she sat cross-legged on the desk they had previously been all but having sex on. Swallowing the desire laden lump in her throat, the Avatar took a deep breath and began. "Asami, you know I care deeply about you, and that's why I'm here today. There's something wrong with the investigation on Cabbage Corps. Lin thinks she found a lead."

Green eyes widened. "That's great! Who is it?"

Blue eyes dropped to the floor as her heart sank. "Future Industries, and your Father."

There was silence in the room as heeled boots lightly touched onto the floor. "Well, that can't be right. My father never would help those low lives." Her voice was full of suppressed rage. "She's wrong."

Korra's hands were up by her chest in a pleading and defensive gesture, trying to calm her former lover. "She could be! I know it sounds nuts, but I had to come anyways and just... Ask. As a friend."

"Then, as a friend, you're backing the wrong person." The raven haired engineer growled, her posture aggressive. "I can't believe you would even think she was right! He would never help them! I would never help those thugs!"

"I know, I know! Just, please Asami. Hear me out!" The Avatar pleaded.

A knock at the door interrupted her, police entering the room. "My apologies, Ms. Sato. Avatar Korra." A male stated, nodding to them each in turn. "Just doing a sweep. We got a tip that Future Industries were involved with the Equalists."

Asami rounded on Korra at those words, uncaring about the completely bewildered expression on the younger teen's face. "You brought the metalbenders?! I can't believe you! You just lied to me!"

Korra shook her head wildly, her hands mimicking the motion. "Asami, I swear, I didn't call them! I wanted to talk to you!"

The taller woman stormed past the Avatar, her face a mask of fury. "Stupid, childish, and a LIAR!" She all but roared as she turned to face the waterbender again, the officer wisely fleeing the lovers quarrel. "Of all the idiotic things to ever go through your head! That my father- That I would be involved with those creeps!"

Korra was trying desperately to salvage the situation. "Please, you have to believe that I didn't call them! If Hiroshi is involved, it makes sense! He has the motive!"

"How could you even believe her over me?! You hated her!"

"She saved my life when she could have taken down Amon! That is enough to help me trust her." She licked her lips. "Asami, Future industries makes incredible technology. Why would they go to Cabbage Corps?"

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe because we would refuse to do business with them!" The non-bender shouted.

The huffed out of the room, the dark skinned girl following behind her like a lost puppy, trying to declare her innocence. "Please, don't do this! I had nothing to do with the police coming here! Wait!" She reached out and grabbed hold of Asami's hand, pulling the now tensed woman to a halt. "I love you, really, I do. I would never hurt you on purpose. You have to believe me, I didn-"

Asami's hand flashed out to slap Korra hard across her face, tears rolling from her green eyes, the eyes hardened by rage and hurt. "I don't have to trust anything you say. You say you love me, but you accuse me and my father of working with scum."

"Asami, I-"

"Shut UP, Korra!" The raven haired woman shouted. "You say you didn't call them, but who did?! Who did? I can't believe you. That you would... would do this to me!"

The Avatar released her hold on her lover, shaking her head slowly as tears flowed down her face, her heart breaking. "Please, don't say something that can't be fixed..." She begged piteously, taking a step back. Her heart hurt as much as her cheek. How could this have happened?

And yet, Asami took no heed of her words, her own hurt and anger egging her on. "I can't believe I ever loved you." She seethed. "What could I ever have seen in such a spiteful, selfish child." She turned her back to her former lover, her arms wrapped around her own body as she shook with silent sobs. "Get out of my house."

Korra didn't move, standing in shock, one hand hanging in the air out-stretched to Asami, as if somehow it could mend this terrible rift that had formed between them if it touched her. "GET OUT! GET OUT OF HERE!" The other woman screeched with her back to her still, the young bender flinching violently.

Tears were trailing painfully down Korra's cheeks, cool against the burning sting of the reddening hand print. Footsteps quickly approached, Bolin and Mako running towards them. "Asami! There are metalbender searching the mansion, and-" Mako halted his words as he took in the horrified Avatar and the shaking, crying non-bender. "What happened?"

He took several steps towards the green eyed woman, clearly concerned. "K-korra told th-the police that Fu-futur-ure Industries was helping the Equal-lists..." Asami managed.

Furious amber eyes turned towards the crying Avatar, ignoring her shaking head. "You did what? On what grounds?" The firebender snarled. "I can't believe you, Korra."

"B-but I didn't!"

Turning Asami over to Bolin's care, the elder bending brother stomped closer to his former teammate. "Consider our friendship over." Was the low growl, stern eyebrows nearly as sharp as his words.

"What are you, twelve?!" She half shouted at her former teammate.

"Just go, Korra." He demanded in a flat voice, turning his back on her as well.

The Avatar turned and shakily began to go back towards the front door, nearly running into Tarrlok's back. "Avatar Korra. What a surprise." He half jeered, half cooed to the crying girl. "What are you doing here?"

She wiped her eyes with her arm hastily, trying to pull up every last vestige of stubborn apathy towards her fellow waterbender. "None of your damn business, that's what." Maybe she had been spending too much time around Lin. "What are you doing here?"

The dark skinned man smirked down his nose at her. "Just following up on a lead. So far, nothing yet. But Chief Saikhan is allowing me free reign over this Equalist case. I'm trying to be as thorough as possible."

"Well, I hope you do something aside from rain down the spirit's wrath upon everyone I care about. You're as cuddly as a hedgefrog and twice as twisted." Was her scathing reply, turning to leave again.

"You know," Tarrlok droned almost wistfully. "we could have been such a perfect team, Korra."

Cold, teary blue eyes met amused, cruel blue. "Looks like I dodged a bullet, then. Doesn't it?"

And with that, the younger bender walked out, a worker brushing past her as she all but fled the mansion.

Bolin looked between Asami and Mako, shifting uncomfortably in the silence. The stocky earthbender was still hoping Asami would say what happened, but he had a really odd feeling in his gut. And he really hoped it wasn't from the boiled fish and vegetable stew. "Can I do a quick poll? Please?" The young man inquired, gaining an affirmative from his brother.

Taking in a deep breath, the green eyed boy stated, "All who have had feelings for Korra, raise your hand."

Slowly, all three of them lifted one hand up, eyebrows arching. "So, hey! At least we all have something in common!" Bolin cheerfully injected, a wide grin on his face.

Mako blinked at the now ruefully smiling woman in shock. "You mean... You and Korra...?"

Asami rolled her eyes, sniffing slightly. "Oh, come on Mako. Like she isn't gorgeous."

"But, I thought you liked me!"

She smiled at him sadly. "I do. I just... Liked Korra more."

"No offense Mako," Bolin added in, Pabu on his head. "But I like Korra more too."

Amber eyes rolled at the young earthbender, though the tension in the room was eased a bit. Still, how could Korra do this to Asami?

Lin was pacing, her bare feet patting hard against the floor as she walked back and forth irritably. She was very displeased with being forced to wait even longer, but what else could she do? The vibrations of furious stomps broke into her thoughts, turning to face the door as a soft sobbing accompanied them, followed by Korra storming into the room. "How could you, Lin?! You promised to wait for me to come back!" The young bender shouted in heartache at her.

The metalbender blinked and held her ground, her expression hardening. "I have no idea what you're ranting about, Korra. So calm down and tell me what the devil is going on." The former chief stated.

But the young woman refused to calm down, instead remaining infuriated. "You called that rat Tarrlok, didn't you?! He was snooping around the estate!" Korra was now standing only a few inches away from Lin by now. "Tell me!"

The Beifong woman chose to earthbend the teen back several inches, her unseeing eyes narrowed. "I did no such thing. Reisler told me someone tipped them off."

Once more, the Avatar was in her face. "You're lying! You told them!"

Reaching the end of her patience, the scarred woman gripped the bender by her shoulder with one hand and cuffed her on the back of her head with the other. "Korra, you listen to me right now, you idiot." She hissed dangerously. "I have never lied to you before, so why would I start now? I had nothing to do with the tip, so drop it and tell me-"

Her words were cut off when strong arms suddenly wrapped around her body, leaving Lin to awkwardly pat at her student's back.

"She t-told me th-that she had n-no idea whu-what she had loved ab-bout me..." The girl sobbed. "She said I c-called the police..."

That didn't sit well with the grey haired bender at all, her eyebrows furrowed in quiet anger; she had grown fond of her student during their time together. Her awkward patting became just a little more sure. "Want me to trash her place for you, kid?" The Avatar sniffed as Lin felt her look up at her. "You should have seen what Air Temple Island looked like when I was done with it after Tenzin left me for Pema. Even my mother was impressed."

She heard a watery chuckle, feeling the Avatar shift away more. "N-no. Don't do that. But thank you."

It was then that the metalbender noticed that there was something tucked into Korra's waist fur wrap, nimbly tugging it free. It seemed like a piece of paper, and she slowly unfolded it. "What's that?" Her charge questioned.

"Paper. A think it's a note."

"What does it say?"

Lin's expression went blank, her grey-green eyes staring in Korra's general direction. "It says, 'You are cordially invited to have tea with Amon at noon tomorrow'." Were the sarcastic words.

"What?! Really?"

"I'm blind, remember? For all I know this has dicks drawn all over it!" She retorted.

The sound of sniffle-punctuated laugh echoed through the room, followed by more certain laughter. When the waterbender calmed down enough to speak coherently, the blind policewoman felt mildly better that the girl wasn't crying still. "I don't think I've ever heard you talk like that. It sounds so weird." She felt the paper being pulled away. "Come to the docks at six thirty if you want to learn the truth."

The sounds of several footsteps on the island broke through the earthbender's attention, and a few minutes later a knock was heard on the door. "Hello Korra. Lin." Tenzin stated kindly. "We're back. Mother will be along in a moment."

The Beifong frowned at his tone of caution, as if she needed to be looked after like a child. However, the next voice instantly caused both she and her pupil to relax greatly. "Lin. Let me have a look at you."

The old waterbender walked over calmly, calloused hands touching her face as Katara looked over her carefully. "Tenzin told me you lost your sight. How are you dealing with that?"

The woman shrugged at her godmother absently, oddly feeling like she was all of fifteen and gotten into another scuffle while shadowing an officer. "Well enough. Been working on the seismic sense Mom used."

She could almost hear the older bender smiling. "Like mother, like daughter. Just make sure you don't over work yourself, dear."

When the hands withdrew, Lin gently rubbed at her scars in thought, glad Katara wasn't treating her like an invalid. It was nice that someone was like that aside from Korra.

"But... Shouldn't she be resting, Mother?" She heard her ex half implore.

"I see no reason for it. Toph was an exceptional bender. She invented metalbending, and even learned earthbending from badger moles. Lin is no less stubborn, and sight or no is still a great fighter." There was a very slight edge to the old woman's tone. "She's blind, not a delicate plate that will shatter. Don't forget who she was raised by, Tenzin. Now, I should go look in on Pema."

A smirk found it's way onto Lin's lips as Katara scolded her youngest child, adding in the moment the eldest bender was out of earshot, "Korra and I will be heading out in a few hours to meet up with some people."

"What are you talking about?"

Korra spoke up. "We got a lead about Future Industries being involved with the Equalists. We're going to check it out."

"Absolutely not." He stated. "You will not be going unless I am there. Mother may be willing to allow you to roam free, but I am less inclined to do so."

"Do what you want, Tenzin." Lin growled, waving her hand dismissively. "But we will be going."

"Fine! Make sure you have everything ready!" He demanded, exiting with a gust of wind trailing him.

"Lin, just make sure you don't do too much damage to the estate?" The dark skinned girl pleaded.

"Fine. But it's not my fault if a few floors somehow get cracked."

Once again arms encircled her in a hug, only this time in gratitude. Lin gently pat the Avatar's back, her expression eased as she turned her face down towards the younger girl. It bothered her greatly that Asami had lashed out at her pupil, and so she took the teen's face in her hands and lightly began to trace her features; she realized the previous day that the simple gesture helped to calm the fiery girl. The earthbender could feel just how hurt the water tribe teen was by what had happened, the mild heat on one cheek that must have been the result of a stinging slap. That Asami must have one hell of a temper.

When she trailed her thumb over Korra's lips, she could feel the full lower lip tremble, the sadness that was locked deep inside threatening to escape. She gently cupped her student's left cheek with her hand, cautiously brushing her bangs with the other. being tender was something she was not accustomed to. "Hey. It'll be alright." She tried to assure. "It hurts, and I know it does. But she isn't the end of your life. Tenzin wasn't the end of mine, and I promise she won't be the end of yours."

Though her face and voice was kept stubbornly neutral, she knew Korra could tell she cared. A moment later, she cuffed the Avatar on her head again to gain a yelping protest, her face hard once more. "Now, for calling me a liar, that's two laps around the island. No bending."

"But! The meeting!" The blue eyed girl interjected.

"Is still at least two hours away. Get running. And don't even THINK about bending!"