"Well, that went better than expected," Korra said as she shut the door.

Asami nodded. "I'll admit when I ran into my dad outside my flat I was so worried."

"It turned out to be a really nice afternoon," Korra said thankfully. "I'm glad everyone got along. Your parents love Shila."

"It's hard not to love her," Asami said thoughtfully. "Can I admit something?"

Korra nodded as she leaned against the door.

"I love our little family," Asami said softly. "I know we've moved quickly over the past few months, but I can't help but be happy."

"Who cares if we've moved fast?" Korra said pushing off the door. "We're happy and it works for us and Shila."

"Mommy! Mama! I don't feel good."

The women sighed in unison as their shoulders dropped.

"I told you she had too much ice cream," Asami scolded Korra lightly as they went to Shila.

"My tummy hurts." Shila said as she sat on her bed.

Korra knelt down and pulled Shila into a hug. "I'm sorry, baby, I think it was too much ice cream."

"Not possible," Shila mumbled.

Asami chuckled and pecked Shila's forehead. She turned to Korra.

"You get her ready for bed and I'll go get the digestive medicine from the bathroom cabinet."

"Thank you, love."

Six Months Later

"Hey, you," Korra said as she leaned against the bedroom doorframe.

Asami looked up and smiled as she dried her hair with a towel. "Hey, yourself."

"Did you have a good shower?"

"I did, it was quite relaxing," Asami said as she adjusted the tie on her silk robe. "Too bad you couldn't join me."

"I would have, but I had a five-year-old who demanded a bedtime story."

"That's a shame, I read stories so much better than you."

Korra snorted and pushed off of the doorframe, kicking the door shut behind her. "You wish."

"I don't have to," Asami said with a giggle as Korra sauntered towards her. "I know what you have on your mind."

"Oh, do you?" Korra asked as her fingers laced in the tie on Asami's robe.

Asami leaned forward and kissed the other woman lightly on the nose. "Too bad for you we have to get up early in the morning."

"I just want to stay in bed with you all day," Korra whined as she pulled Asami close. "Don't you think you and I deserve some alone time?"

"I do, but we have an early morning," Asami said.

Korra moved her lips to Asami's neck and trailed soft kisses to the teacher's collarbone. Asami moaned and rolled her head back. Korra chuckled throatily and nipped the tender flesh.

"On second thought, maybe we should have some time tonight," Asami mumbled. "We have been together for almost a year."

"You've been living here for six months," Korra said. "And I love it."

"My flat is almost empty," Asami said breathlessly as Korra moved away from her neck.

Korra smirked and lifted Asami up into her arms. She laid the other woman on the bed gently. Asami sighed happily and pulled the detective to her.

"Maybe you should just bring the rest of your stuff over," Korra said calmly.

Asami turned her head from Korra's kiss. "Are you suggesting that I move in?"

"You basically have," Korra said matter-of-factly. "I'm not mad about it. I want it to happen. You and I have been a couple for roughly ten months. Your parents love my family and my parents love your family. You're the mother of my daughter. We're perfect."

Asami propped herself up on her elbows. "I'm the mother of your daughter?"

"Well, yeah," Korra said gently. "At least that's how I see you."

"I love it," Asami whispered against Korra's lips. "Make love to me."

Korra smirked. "Oh, I will. In a second."

The detective slid off of Asami and made her way to the dresser. Asami raised and eyebrow as Korra slid open her sock drawer. She retrieved a velvet box and turned back to the teacher with a bright smile.

"I've been saving up for this," Korra said. "I wanted to get you something nice."

Asami moved and sat on the edge of the bed as Korra sat down next to her. Korra handed her the box with a lopsided grin.

The teacher's fingers trembled as she opened the box. She gasped when she saw the gold bracelet.

"Korra, it's beautiful," She whispered. Her fingers traced over the small gemstones on the bracelet. "I love it."

"It was Shila's idea. She said you deserved something nice from me."

"Put it on me?"

Korra smiled and removed the bracelet from the box and clasped it on Asami's wrist. The teacher smiled brightly before capturing Korra's lips.

"Make love to me."

"Alright, children, it's time to put the paints away," Asami said clapping her hands. "It's almost time to go!"

A chorus of groans caused Asami to chuckle. The children begrudgingly began to pack up the watercolors they had been painting with.

"Miss Sato?"

Asami turned and saw Gan staring up at her bashfully. He held up a paper with a messily painted flower on it.

"I painted this for Shila," He said with a blush. "Do you think she'll like it?"

Asami grinned and knelt down. "I think she'll love it," Asami said with a wink.

"My daddy says you're her new mommy so I thought you'd know," Gan said quietly. He leaned in closer. "Is that true?"

Asami sighed and put her finger to her lips. "It's a secret," Asami said. "And tell your daddy that he and I need to have a talk."

"Ok, I'm gonna give this to Shila," Gan said as she ran after the girl.

"Bolin, you talk to much," Asami mumbled to herself.

Asami stood as the phone rang. She arched an eyebrow as she moved to it.

"Hello, Miss Sato's classroom," She said officially.

"Asami? It's Mako, Korra's partner."

"Is she going to be late for dinner again?" Asami asked with a chuckle.

"No, Asami, something happened…"

"What?" Asami's heart pounded in her chest. "What's wrong?"

"We were working a case that could put Lightening Bolt Zolt away for good and when we went to talk to a suspect, we walked into an ambush."

"Is Korra alright?" Asami asked desperately.

"She's been shot."

Asami covered her mouth as her eyes began to well with tears. She turned and looked at Shila who was giving Gan a kiss on his cheek, picture of the flower in hand.

"Asami?"

"Where is she?" Asami asked shakily.

"We're downtown at Republic General, but she wasn't wearing a vest and took the shot to the abdomen."

"Why wasn't she wearing a vest?"

"We left the station in a hurry. She wanted to nab this guy."

"Mako, I need to be there with her," Asami said desperately.

"She doesn't want you or Shila here. She doesn't want you or Shila to get scared."

Asami gripped the phone. "Good luck trying to stop me."

"Detective, you got lucky," The doctor said as she flipped her clipboard shut. "It's just a flesh wound and the bullet passed straight through. You just lost a lot of blood."

"Well, that's good," Korra croaked out. "When can I leave?"

"In a few days," The doctor said with a frown. "You're in no shape to leave now."

"I have a daughter," Korra mumbled. "She needs me."

"I know that, but your partner said she was well taken care of," The doctor said sternly. "You just rest and we'll let you know when your family is here."

Korra shook her head sleepily. "No, my daughter can't see me like this." She coughed. "Neither can my wife."

"Mama, why are we here?" Shila asked softly as they walked through the sliding door leading into the hospital. "I'm scared."

"I am, too, sweetie," Asami said nervously. She scooped Shila up into her arms and carried her. "We're here because Mommy is here."

"Mommy? But hospitals are for sick people," Shila wrapped her arms tightly around Asami's neck in fear. "Is Mommy sick?"

"Mommy got hurt trying to stop some bad people," Asami whispered softly.

Shila twisted in Asami's arms. "We have to find Mommy!"

"Shila! Enough!" Asami said sternly as she tried to hold the girl. "We'll find Mommy."

Asami wiped the tears from Shila's face and held her close as the child broke into sobs.

"I'm scared, Mama," Shila said tearfully.

"I am, too, but we'll find Mommy," Asami said nervously as they approached the reception desk. "Excuse me, we're looking for a patient that was brought into the emergency room."

The receptionist smiled politely. "Can you provide a name?"

"Yes, she's a police detective, her name is Korra."

"Oh, yes, she was admitted." The receptionist said tapping on the computer in front of her.

Asami bit her lip. "Is she taking visitors, I have her daughter with me."

The receptionist tapped away on her keyboard. "She only has four approved visitors. Her boss, her partner, her daughter, and her wife."

Asami raised her eyebrows in surprise. Shila frowned. "Mama! Can we see her, yet? I'm scared."

The receptionist smiled at Shila. "Don't worry, sweetie, you'll see your mommy soon. Your mama just needs to sign some paperwork." She turned to Asami. "I assume you're Asami Sato."

"Yes, I am." She answered with a surprised expression. 'I'm listed as her wife?'

"I'll just need to see some identification while you sign."

"What do I need to sign?"

"Just some visitor paperwork, Korra has actually been admitted," She said as she handed Asami a clipboard.

Asami set Shila down retrieved her id from purse and hastily signed the paperwork. The receptionist handed over two visitor badges and smiled when Asami scooped Shila back up.

"She's in room four on the right," She said as she buzzed the door open.

Korra sighed heavily. She felt awful. Her hand traveled to her abdomen and she grimaced after her fingers brushed across her wound.

She let her head fall onto the pillow and groaned. She was stupid; she was obsessed with getting Zolt back behind bars that she charged in with no vest and no backup.

She put her and Mako's lives in danger by being stupid. She was thankful Mako hadn't been hurt or she may never have been able to forgive herself.

"Mommy!"

She leaned up in bed as Shila ran into the room.

"Baby?" Korra asked softly.

Shila ran to the bed and struggled to climb up it. Korra helped Shila onto the bed and the girl nuzzled herself into her.

"Shila, sweetie, I told you not to run!" Asami said exasperatedly as she entered the room.

Korra looked up and met Asami's frantic emerald eyes.

"Hey," Korra said softly.

It was when she saw Korra in the hospital bed that Asami finally broke down. She covered her mouth and started to cry. Korra instinctively thrust an arm out and Asami staggered to her. She wrapped her arm around Asami's shoulders as the teacher buried her face into the detective's neck.

Korra bit her lip as Asami and Shila sobbed into her. She held them as close as she could and fought her own tears.

'I am so stupid.'

"What were you thinking?" Asami demanded later as she tucked some hair behind a sleeping Shila's ear.

Korra glanced down at her sleeping daughter, who was still huddled up to her. "I was just so focused on getting that guy, so we could nail Zolt."

"Korra, you charged in with no backup and no vest!" Asami hissed. "You could have been killed!"

"I know I fucked up," Korra said with a heavy sigh.

Asami leaned took Korra's hand in hers. "You scared your daughter."

"I know."

"You scared me."

"I know. I just wanted to keep you both safe."

Asami frowned. "Why is Zolt so important to you?"

"Shila's parents were hit and killed by a junkie who was high on Red Sand that Zolt was pushing through the city," Korra said softly. "I owe it to my daughter to lock up the man who was just as responsible for the death of her parents as the man who hit them."

"That's highly noble of you, Korra, but Zolt will go down," Asami said sternly. "You got shot because you were being stupid. Do you really want Shila to lose another parent?"

"No."

"Then cut the heroics and be a mother," Asami said severely. "You'll get Zolt, but you'll have to do it in time. You are the whole world to that little girl and it would destroy her to lose you."

"I know," Korra said as she looked down at Shila.

Asami bit her lip and glanced away. "It would destroy me to lose you," She said softly.

Korra cupped Asami's cheek and pulled her into a kiss. "I'm so sorry."

"Don't scare us like that ever again," Asami demanded.

The detective nodded. "Never again. I love you so much."

"I love you, too," Asami said tenderly. "So, why does the hospital staff think I'm your wife?"

"I wanted to make sure you could come see me if you had to. Like, if I died or something," Korra said uneasily. "I didn't want you to see me like this but if there was no choice I needed to know that you could."

"What about Beifong and Mako?"

"This hospital has different rules for police," Korra cupped Asami's cheek. "I'm sorry if I crossed a line."

"Korra, we've been together for months," Asami said softly. "I don't mind."

"Well, I would certainly hope not," Korra said tenderly. "I'd like for it to not be a lie one day."

Asami smiled softly. "Me too."

"Hey, you," Mako said as he poked his head in the hospital room.

Korra looked up and smiled. "Hey, buddy."

"Asami," He said as he thrust his hand out. "It's good to see you again."

Asami took his hand and smiled. "I wish it was under better circumstances."

"I agree," He said as he sat down in the chair next to Asami. "At least everyone is safe."

"Safe and calm," Asami said as she smiled lovingly at a sleeping Shila.

"What brings you here, Mako?" Korra asked as she patted Shila's hair.

"Chief sent me," Mako said. "After you're released Chief said you have to take two weeks off."

"Two weeks? You've got to be kidding me."

Mako shrugged. "Sorry, partner, Beifong wants you to have the time to clear your head. She was going to yank you off the case, but I told her that you were finally starting to settle down. That you finally had someone to look after you."

"She's letting me stay on the case because I have a girlfriend?"

Asami shrugged when Korra looked at her in confusion.

"Um, 'girlfriend' may not have been the world I used," Mako said as he cleared his throat nervously.

Asami raised her eyebrows and looked at him.

"What did you say?" Korra demanded.

"I may have told Beifong that you two were getting married," Mako said apprehensively. "I panicked and didn't want her to pull you off the case. I knew you who have lost it about that."

"You told Beifong we were getting married?" Korra balked.

Shila rubbed her eyes and sat up. "You and Mama are getting married?"

"What?"

"I thought Uncle Mako said you and Mama were getting married," Shila said sleepily. "I'd really like that."

"We're still a little ways off from that," Asami said gently.

"Well, not if Chief has her way," Mako said nervously. "She thinks that if you can settle down and get your head cleared you'd be able to handle a bump up to second grade."

"What?" Korra mumbled. "A promotion?"

"She knows you need the money and with your conviction rate you've more than earned it, but the Chief said she can't have you flying off the handle like that all the time."

"So, Beifong thinks if I settle down and get married I can handle a promotion? Does she not know I'm already a parent?"

"Let's be honest, Korra, you haven't really been taking that seriously."

"What did you say to me?" Korra asked in shock.

"How long have you pawned her off on babysitters when we've had late night stakeouts?"

"I'm not a bad parent," Korra said with a heavy sigh.

Asami took Korra's hand. "No, you're not. You'd do anything for your daughter and I'm with her during your late nights now.."

"Mommy, you're the best," Shila said. "I only had to stay with Mrs. Xiao when you had to be out late, but now I have Mama. We watch movies and draw pictures. Sometimes we do flashcards."

"No, Mako has a point. I need to get serious about my family," Korra sighed. "Shila, Mommy is so sorry. You deserve better, you deserve a regular family."

"That's why I have you and Mama," Shila said snuggling closer to Korra.

"You'll put her to bed for me?"

Asami nodded. "Of course and I'll even remember to read her and Hoppy a bedtime story. I may not read stories as well as you, but I'll try. Besides, I help you put her to bed all the time."

"Ok, thank you, dear," Korra said with a heavy sigh. "I was so stupid. I could have been killed. Then where would my family be?"

"Korra, you can't think like that," Asami scolded lightly.

Korra shook her head. "No, I need to think like that. I can't do the stupid shit anymore." She held Shila close to her. "I have people who depend on me."

"Sweetie,"

The detective waved her hand dismissively. "No! My family needs me to be there, Asami. Shila needs me there while she grows up, and…and…"

Asami bit her lip as she saw Korra ball her hands into fists. "Korra…"

"And you need me there next to you. Every day and every night," She said softly. "I need to be there to support and love you. We…we need to raise our daughter."

"Our?"

"Yeah, our," Korra said strongly. "I need you, Asami. I know you've given us so much and we haven't given you anything, but we need you. You make us complete. You make us happy."

"The two of you have given me happiness and love," Asami said cupping Korra's face. "I love you both so much. Don't think for an instant that you two haven't given anything."

"I want to keep waking up next to you every morning. I want to come home to you and Shila every night."

"I'll call some friends and clear out my flat," Asami said as she cupped Korra's face. "I don't need it anymore."

Korra put her hand over Asami's and gazed up into the concerned emerald eyes.

"Marry me."