Ok you guys! Chapter 11!

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It had been three weeks and Aang was still at the hospital, I would visit him every day in hopes to see him awake, but he wasn't. After about the fifth day of the second week, I gave up.

I haven't spoken in weeks either, after the crash, my mind was preoccupied. All I could think of was whether Aang was ok or not. At first, the doctors said that there was no way Aang could have survived a crash like this.

But he proved them wrong.

Soon he was in a state where he was just unconscious from the hit to the head. He still needed healing time, and I was going to give him all the time he needed.

4 days later

It was Saturday, early morning on Saturday, when the phone rang.

"Hello?" I answered. The voice on the other line responded, "Yes, is this Katara or Sokka? Friends of the boy named uh…Aang?" The female voice asked. My heart skipped a beat.

"This is Katara, yes, and is he awake?" I asked.

"Yes he is awake, you can see him now, but-" She started.

"Thank you!" I screamed as I hung up the phone. I jumped on to Sokka's bed and shoved him, "Sokka wake up! WAKE UP!" I screamed.

"C'mon, Katara, just five more minutes!" He whined. "NO YOU LAZY IDIOT AANG IS AWAKE! WE CAN SEE HIM NOW!" I yelled in his ear, he yelped and fell out of bed.

"He is?!?!" He asked. I nodded eagerly.

"You get dressed! I'll call Toph!" Sokka told me, pulling out clothes from his drawers.

I ran into my room and pulled on khaki shorts and a camo shirt that said my name on it. I got it on a school field trip a long time ago when I had some extra money. I pulled on some sandals and ran out the door where Sokka was waiting for me so we could get Toph.

I jumped into the back and Sokka drove off to Toph's house.

Toph was waiting outside her house with the same attire as me with a regular green shirt, nothing special. Sokka then sped to the hospital.

We ran inside and saw the lady at the front desk. "We're here to see Aang!" I yelled.

"Down the hall, the fifth door to your right, though I should warn you-" Before she could finish, we were off. We ran inside the room, and there sat Aang.

His gray eyes were filled with curiosity. "Hey Aang." I said quietly, he didn't turn to me.

"Hellllloooooo, Aang!" I said slower and louder. I waved my hand in front of his face. He jumped, "Oh, I'm sorry, were you talking to me?" He asked.

"Yes, Aang, are you okay?" I asked him, he looked at me questionably.

"Whose Aang?" He asked, we all gasped.

"You're Aang." I told him.

"Oh, then who are you?" He asked.

"I'm Katara, your best friend." She said.

"Oh, then who am I?"

"YOU are AANG." I emphasized.

"Ok, then who are they?" He asked, pointing at Sokka and Toph whom were utterly confused.

"They are Sokka and Toph." I said, pointing at each of them. Then the doctor came in.

"Thanks goodness I found you all," he said looking at us all. I walked up to him.

"Why doesn't he remember us?" I whispered to him.

"He has a serious case of amnesia, he doesn't remember a thing from hitting his head so hard." He explained, my mouth dropped suddenly. Amnesia? How could this have happened?

"OW!" The cry came from behind us; we turned around to see Aang poking a bruise on his arm.

"Why does it hurt when I poke myself?" He asked, still poking. I grabbed his poking hand.

He looked at me and started poking my arm, "Hey, how come it doesn't hurt you?" He asked.

"We're not sure if his memory will come back. But we thought that maybe resting at home will give it back." He told us.

"So we can take him home?" I asked, he nodded, "Make sure he gets plenty of rest."

With that I turned to Aang, "Aang," I tugged on his arm, "You're coming with us."

"I am?" He asked, " You're taking me away from this big white mansion place with the color boxes?" He asked again, pointing at the TV. I sighed.

"Yes, I am, now come on." I pulled him to his feet and he wobbled a little, still not used to walking.

We were all walking down the hall, Aang was pointing at everyone that passed and asked who they were.

"You don't know these people Aang now relax and let's get to the car." I told him, pulling him along.

"What's a 'car'?" He asked me. I sighed frustrated, we got him into the car and sat him down, I buckled him up (he was in the good seat) and I sat next to him.

It was when I could see his whole being when I noticed something. Aang had bandages covering his arms and his right hand, his right leg and only his left leg's shin. I knew he had some covering his chest, and there was a band-aid covering where the stitches were on his head.

We were then on the rode going home, when Aang pressed the window button. He was amused and content with pressing the button. He made the window go up and down so many times I started to get dizzy watching him. Just then, Aang stuck his head out the window, I smacked my forehead.

"Aang, your not supposed to-" I turned to him, and he was pressing the button for the window to go up. I grabbed his hand away from the button and put the window down, bringing his head inside. The window went up.

Aang whined and looked at me with puppy dog eyes. "NO!" I told him, "I am NOT being held responsible for you choking yourself."

Aang may have amnesia but he still knows how to try and persuade me. Luckily it wasn't working or he'd be choking himself to death right now.

We had finally driven ourselves into the driveway and we had just gotten in when Appa started barking and Momo bounded towards the door. Aang screamed and fell to the floor into a fetal position.

"Aang, what are you doing!?!" I asked him.

Aang's voice was only above a whisper, "At the white mansion place, the color box told me that if you play dead, animals would leave you alone, now sssssshhhhh." He put his pointer finger to his mouth and closed his eyes.

I rolled my eyes and pulled him up. "Aang, they're not going to hurt you, they are domesticated animals. They are YOUR pets, Appa and Momo." I told him, he looked at them and said, "Oh."

"Now, c'mon, you need your rest." I brought him to his room and laid him down on his bed. His room was a bit dark so I turned on his lamp. Only to realize it had never been turned off, I just shook my head. "Now, is there anything you need?" I asked him, he shook his head and I went out.

I heard a scream from his room, I rushed in and Aang was holding his finger.

"Aang, what happened!" I asked him, he held out his finger to me, it was burnt.

"That shiny light burned me! I just wanted to poke it!" I immediately turned of the lamp.

"Aang, this is a lamp, it is a light that helps people when it is dark, it gets hot so you are not supposed to touch it." Aang nodded his head understandably. "Now I am going to get so water to heal your burn, just stay here and don't touch it."

I went into the kitchen and got a water bottle and walked back into Aang's room. He was asleep; the 'long trip' must have made him tired with all the new discoveries.

I quickly healed his burns and left the room. I wondered what other shenanigans he would get into.

So there you have it, 11th chapter, YAY! And I DIDN'T KILL AANG! YAY! R&R!