AN: Well here's the next part of Honor. I hope this is equal to the first part. Just to let you guys know, as if you couldn't tell from the first part, I'm a Zuko-Katara fan. If that bothers anyone, you have been warned. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Only in my wildest dreams!

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Katara looked after Zuko as he left deep in thought. There's something about him. He's different from Zhao; he's more like his uncle. He's been through so much and yet, he's only Sokka's age. Sokka! She left the spiritual serenity of the oasis and went in search of her brother. She found him on the steps of the palace, looking up at the moon.

"How are you doing?" He glanced back at her, eyes dry but lifeless. The sight broke her heart; this wasn't how Sokka's supposed to be. She walked to him and put her arms around him. After a moment's hesitation he hugged her back fiercely.

"I can't believe she's gone. I failed her. I promised to protect her and I failed. I'm no warrior. How can I be when I can't even protect the ones I love?" Katara pushed gently back from him and looked him in the eyes. He shook his head. "I know what you're thinking. 'How could I have been in love if we only met a few weeks ago?' I don't know Katara. All I know is that she was a part of me and, now that she's gone…"

"But she's not gone. You heard what she said. She'll always be with you. I may be your younger sister and I haven't really been in love yet, but I'd have to be blind not to see what was between you two. She loved you in spite of everything. She believed in you but she wouldn't want for you to be like this. Mourn her, you have every right to. Keep her memory, but don't make that the only thing in your life. As pleasant as a memory is it will only ever be a memory." She brought him back into a hug and whispered, "Go to her father, he will need your support now as much as you need his. Together, you can mourn her." He pulled away from her and went to find the chief.

Katara took a deep breath, so many events to think over. She hadn't known Yue as closely as Sokka did but she feel her loss just the same. And then there was the Fire Prince. He said that he would still hunt Aang but, then he asked for her name. What does he mean to do now? His gaze was… so intense, like molten gold, yet his hands were warm and gentle. Unconsciously her hands slid up to where he gripped her arms. He certainly seems to despise this war but, will he let that deter him from what he wants? A shiver went up her spine. Zuko is nothing if not determined. Forcibly, she shoved all thoughts of the golden eyes prince to the back of her mind and went in search of Aang.

She found him on the outer wall, looking out over the water. Out in the distance was a dark shape and she wondered briefly if that was Zuko and Iroh. She shook herself to clear her thoughts and sat next to Aang, not speaking, just waiting till he broke the silence. When he did he didn't say what she suspected. "He's dead." At her confused look he continued on. "Zhao. He's dead. He was killed."

"Zuko?"

Aang shook his head. "No. My connection with the ocean spirit wasn't completely severed; I was still able to see what happened. They were fighting, Zuko and Zhao, but I don't know who was winning. I could feel the spirit's rage when he saw Zhao standing over the water. I've never felt such anger, such hatred. It scared me Katara." She put her hand on his shoulder to comfort him and to urge him to continue. Aang must have taken strength from the contact because he went on in a stronger voice. "The spirit flowed over the bridge and surrounded Zhao and began to drag him under."

"What about Zuko? What did he do? Did the spirit go after him?" A small flutter of fear was in her stomach as she thought of the danger he was in.

"No. It didn't care about Zuko. It only cared about Zhao who had killed his beloved. It wanted revenge. But as it dragged Zhao under, Zuko reached out to him, to save him. But Zhao ignored him, he just let himself die. Why would he do such a thing, Katara?" At the moment Aang sounded very much like the twelve year old boy he was, scared and confused.

Katara gained his attention, she wanted to make her point stick with him. "Pride. He pulled away because of his pride. It was too much for him to accept the help of a dishonored prince, especially on who has prevented him from achieving his desires, time after time. He couldn't accept help from his enemy even when his life depended on it. You need to understand this, Aang. Never let your pride rule you or you will fail."

He still was confused. "But what about Zuko? Why would he try to save him?"

"Because Zuko is a good man."

Now Aang looked downright shocked. "What do you mean?"

Katara paused and colleted her thoughts. "I think that there's more to the Prince then we thought. It takes a real man, a good man, to save his enemies. You've done this before. Just tonight you saved Zuko. And now it seems that Zuko does this as well. At least, this one time."

"No." Aang diverted his gaze from Katara's and looked towards where the raft had disappeared. "Not just this once." He ignored her curious stare and rose to head back to the palace. "Come on. We need to prepare for the next leg of our journey."

"First we mourn. For both side's losses." She noticed a fire nation helmet imbedded in the nice near them. "The dead need proper burial and Sokka needs some time. Yue is gone." Her voice was gentle, hoping to lessen the blow but Aang simply nodded.

"I know. The spirit told. We will wait but we cannot wait long. The comet approaches quickly and I still have much to learn." Together, they returned to the palace.

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AN: Hope you enjoyed it. Thanks for reading. Well, tell me what you think. R&R