Author's note: I'm sorry if my chapters are on the shorter side, but I will update almost everyday and sometimes multiple times a day. Please Review, like I said, it helps a lot!

There isn't much romance yet, but it'll start soon, don't worry! Keep reading!

Also, I altered the first chapter slightly, so if you're a little confused because you read it before I altered it, just reread the first chapter!

Thank you again to JoinTheZutarian!

Aang's POV

My prison was the only one with a solid door, the other two had bars. I checked inside, but Katara wasn't there. That meant Zuko was keeping her in an actual room. This was going to be trickier than if she was in a cell underdeck; it would be easier for someone to spot me up there.

I ran up deck as quickly and quietly as I could; there was no one in my line of vision. Running down the hallways, I checked all the rooms quickly, making sure not to be seen. No Katara. I sprinted to check the last room of the hall. The door was locked. Taking a chance, I knocked softly on the metal.

"Katara," I whispered loudly. "Are you in there?" There was a pause. Footsteps. Then someone was leaning against the door just like I was, but on the other side.

"Aang!" whispered Katara's voice back. "I'm in here. Do you have a key?"

I rummaged my pockets, emptying out crumbs of nuts, berries, beans, and a pin. "I have something just as good," I say as I pick the lock. The door springs open.

Katara's POV

The door springs open. Instead of backing away I pull myself to Aang, embracing him in a hug. "Are you OK?" I asked worriedly.

He nodded and said urgently, "We have to get out of here, before Zuko even sees us. If he's sees that I escaped, he'll try to hurt you and it'll be my fault and—"

I tilted my head and pressed my lips to his. "Don't worry, even if he does, it won't be your fault," I said. He looks as if he is about to say something, but changes his mind. Grabbing my hand, he pulls me out of the room.

"Come on, we have to go now. We need to get on deck. You'll have water to work with and we can both ride on my glider." We sneak along the hallways, hiding in the rooms whenever we hear someone coming. No one sees us. We get into the Captain's room, just thirty yards away from the deck.

I feel someone grab my arm. Letting out a gasp of surprise, I wrench my hand from Aang's and bend the water from the ocean onto a furious Zuko. A large group of guards automatically circles Aang and I. Aang takes his airbending stance, blasting five of the guards into the wall.

Aang and bend as furiously as we can, but they're not going for Aang. They're all going for me. Zuko's uncle Iroh joins the fight and it's over. Aang's still fighting and I try to, too. But Iroh and Zuko both turn on me; Zuko eventually gets my hands tied behind my back.

"KATARA!" he yells, whipping Zuko with the water I dropped. "Zuko please," Aang pleads. He runs up to Zuko, and the guards try to hold him back. "Keep me here, take me to the Fire Lord, just please don't hurt her." It sounds almost like he's crying without tears. "Please."

"Aang its OK," I say shakily. "It's not your fault, it's OK."

"Get the Avatar out of here," orders Zuko. "I'll take the water-bender to her room."

Aang roars in anger and frustration. "LET HER GO BASTARD!" Suddenly Zuko's smashed against the wall again, and Aang has forgotten about bending in the midst of his anguished fury. He tries to physically fight Zuko while I try to get my hands untied. Zuko was physically much more mature and strong than Aang. This was a mistake.

Zuko throws Aang to the side and blasts a wall of fire at him. Aang—being an airbender—dodges. But Zuko has a grip on me again, and he drags me into the room, much too strong for my resistance.

"NO! KATARA!" yells Aang. "ZUKO PLEASE!"