Don't know when I came up with this, or why, I just found it and thought Hey, I should upload this.
So i did :D
DISCLAIMER - as always, Mike and Bryan own Avatar: the last airbender.
Read on, my brave warriors!
Zuko watched his friend with his head cradled in his hands, unrestrained tears running down his cheeks, patting him on the back lamely, at a loss for anything to say or do. Aang's shoulders were shaking, his chest heaving, ripped, desperate sobs echoing from his throat. Zuko just gripped his shoulder firmly, trying to relay all the pity and sympathy he felt through that one squeeze.
"Is she worth it?" he said, after a long while, knowing after he said it that it was the right thing to say. "That's the only thing you should be asking, Aang. Is she worth it?"
Slowly, Aang raised his head up to look at Zuko, his grey eyes and cheeks wet, red and blotched with tearstains; his expression suddenly transformed from a quivering jaw to a determined, gruff grimace.
"Yes. She is. She's worth everything."
Aang got up then, and slid opened the glass door, his shoes squeaking on the plastic floor as he went to his wife's bedside, sitting down beside her and taking her limp hand, squeezing it tightly. "I love you," he whispered, before looking up at the three other people in the room, standing looking at him with such sadness that it seemed almost impassive.
Aang stood, Katara's white hand still in his, and he took up his toughest stance, readying himself for what was to come.
He had come to a decision, and he would take it, because Katara was worth it.
"Turn it off."
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