A/N: I'M BACK! MUHAHAHAH MUAHAHHAAH MUHAHA MUHAHA MUHAHAHAHAH! So sorry for the long wait! Like I said, this story is almost over and I sincerely want to thank EVERYONE who commented, favorited, alerted, or reviewed m or this story, whether you like it or hated it! I appreciate the time anyone takes to give me feedback, and I'm learning how to gracefully and thankfully respond because no matter how you look at it, someone is taking the time out of THEIR day to either help make you better or encourage you. It's a win win situation! But anyways, I do want to state that this is not a crack fic. It is a comedy fic but I do try to maintain a plot line and I apologize to everyone if I focused too much on the comedy and let the plot sink through the holes. This chapter is going to be REALLY sappy and also kind of dramatic at the end with some suspense, there will be a one liner or too but not really. Anyways I love you all and thank you for being so patient with me. MWAH!

I Hate Being Married To You

Chapter 9

"My fingertips are holding onto the cracks in our foundation

I know that I should let go but I can't

Every time we fight, I know its not right

Every time that you're upset and I smile

I know I should forget but I can't"

Zuko and Katara sat in a fancy restaurant... at opposite ends of a table.

Sitting awkwardly in between them were all of their friends and family members. Every person seated at the table could see that the two were not on speaking terms.

Zuko refused to speak to a woman who froze him and then put him in a car with air conditioning. Life was cruel, sure, but that bitch was pure evil!

After a round of awkward conversation, stiff ordering, and uncomfortable glances, everyone finally began to eat their meal.

"SUKI AND I ARE GETTING MARRIED IN A FEW WEEKS!" Sokka suddenly blurted out, and the whole restaurant was stunned into silence.

Suki glanced around at their surroundings awkwardly until everyone, excluding the table with all of their families and friends, went back to eating their meals.

Before she could speak and elaborate on Sokka's comment, Azula broke the silence.

"So, are we supposed to give a shit about you both giving up your identities as individuals to live together in holy matrimony even though you two basically live together and have been fucking each other for years? We all know that Sokka only cares for you because you look like Yue. I mean, lesbihonest. Marriage is just a feel good certificate for you too, isn't it?" Azula asked as she popped a piece of barely warm raw steak into her mouth.

Everyone at the table cringed at her cruel words and also at the line of blood that was trickling down from her mouth to her chin.

"Wipe your mouth, Jekyll and Hyde. I'm blind and even I can sense that there is something wrong with your face... or maybe that's just a whole bunch of ugly I'm sensing." Toph suggested, a smirk lighting up her pale features.

Before the battle could escalate any further, Zuko interrupted.

"They're getting married because they love each other, want to commit to each and only each other, and spend their lives together. But anyways, it's what they want to do, so your opinion is not needed, Azula. For once just stop trying to hurt everyone because you're miserable! They're happy, and that's what matters." Zuko said harshly, his voice clear and deep.

Azula glared at him, and if lightning bending existed, he would be burned to a crisp at that moment.

Katara also glanced at him, a warm glow in her eyes. She hadn't heard him say anything like that in a long while, or maybe she had just not been listening.

Their marriage was basically over... but why?

It was then that she realized that she was the bigger part of the problem than he was. She was always pushing him away, saying mean things, or playing terrible pranks on him just to get under his skin.

She realized that the only reason that she was doing any of those things was simply because she was still hurt over what he did to her, and she wanted to get him back.

She was in the wrong.

Sokka stood to his feet and tapped his wine glass with a fork.

"Anyways, um, thank you everyone for being here, even if you don't agree with out marriage... After what happened with Yue, I thought that..." Sokka paused his speech to take a deep breath. He looked down at the table and blinked rapidly. No matter what or how much time had passed, Yue would always be a sore spot for him.

Suki knew and understood and patted his hand reassuringly, her smile bright and encouraging.

Sokka nodded and raised his head to address his friends and family again.

"I thought that I would never get married. I thought that Yue was the one and I would never find anyone else meant for me... But then I realized that the one for me had been standing right in front of me since -well pretty much- forever. Suki helped me through everything after Yue and she had helped me before then but I never noticed, not until one night when I was crying into her arms and I looked up into those eyes and that beautiful face and I realized that seeing her everyday made life feel happy again. Even when I was hurting, she was there and she was all that I needed." Sokka looked down at his soon-to-be-wife and smiled affectionately and he raised his wine glass high into the air.

"To the love of my life, to the strongest woman I know. To my personal angel, to the most beautiful person that I have ever met, and to my soon to be wife. To Suki." Sokka toasted and everyone raised their glasses.

"To Suki." Everyone at the table said in unison, including Azula, and raised their glasses towards Sokka's.

Suki had tears openly streaming down her face and when Sokka returned to his seat, she kissed him with so much obvious love and affection, that even Azula had no snappy or rude thing to say.

Zuko looked towards his wife, remembering when they had felt that way about each other, and she looked back at him, thinking on the same exact thing.

…...

Zuko opened the car door for his wife, something that he had not done in years, and she smiled at him as a thank you. A genuine smile to boot.

Zuko felt his heart beat quicken, but he simply blamed Sokka's sappy speech for that.

Zuko climbed into the driver's side of that car and started it.

As Zuko started driving, neither person in the car said a word. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Katara spoke.

"I'm sorry." She apologized simply, and she looked over at Zuko to gauge his reaction.

Zuko simply focused on the road, narrowing his eyes because he honestly felt like she had more to say.

Katara sighed and realized that she needed to be honest and she began to speak.

"I guess that the truth is... that I've been trying to hurt you because I still feel hurt and insecure over what happened when we were engaged. You got to sleep with other women who were so absolutely beautiful it was ridiculous. You got to do drugs, party, and suffer no consequences. I simply stayed by your side. I never even got an apology from you until years later.

I was the one who went out and brought you home when no one could find you for days. I was the one that was there when you were throwing up and shaking from withdrawal. I was there when those women publicly humiliated you by going to places like TMZ and telling everyone they could about their experiences with you once you took over your family's business for money. I was there when Ty Lee, your sister's best friend, was making love to you in the same bed that you had me in only days before. I was there when Ty Lee claimed she got pregnant. I was there when it was revealed that she was lying and just wanted to be with you. I was there when, months and months later, when we found out that she committed suicide. I was always there, and you were never there." Katara confessed, tears mingled with her mascara flowing down her cheeks.

Zuko slowed to a stop in a turning lane at a red light and he looked at her.

"I am so sorry, Katara. You're right... I was a monster to you and to everyone else. I got all confused, angry, and just messed up at that one point in my life and I just need to tell you that I'm sorry, and thank you for being there for me. It shouldn't have taken this conversation for me to swallow my pride and tell you that." Zuko admitted quietly, starring at his wife who still refused to meet his eyes as tears poured from her reddened eyes.

The light for the turning lane turned green and Zuko placed both hands on the wheel as he released his foot from the brake, pressed the accelerator, and began to turn the car.

"Katara... I lov-"

Just as Zuko glanced over at his wife to finish his confession, he saw a pair of bright headlights heading straight for Katara's side of the vehicle.

Before he could react, before he could turn the wheel to get her out of harm's way, the pair of headlights crashed into the car.

Everything became a blur, his vision was turning and spinning.

There was the sounds of metal crashing into metal, glass shattering, and bones snapping.

Yet, the only thing that he could hear were Katara's screams.

…...

Katara awoke to find herself on her side. She painfully blinked her eyes open to see that her side of the car was basically crunched around her and into the ground.

She cried out in pain as she tried to shift her weight. Her ribs and right arm had to be broken.

She had to figure out another way to get out of there.

Katara's blue eyes tried to scan the area but since she was pinned, and could not turn her head, she could not see Zuko.

She had to find out if he was okay, an to do that she had to get out of the wreckage.

Katara tried to move her legs to see if she could wiggle herself free, but it was then that she realized something even more terrifying than a few broken bones.

She couldn't move her legs.

A/N: PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! I LOVE YA'LL *blows kisses to the crowd* I know, I know... just as it gets better...I will update as soon as I get five reviews! I promise this time! THANK YOU FOR READING!