Hello my lovelies! :D Here is chapter numero dos! That's right, I took spanish for 2 years ;)

I call this chapter 1.5 because I had absolutely no time this week to write and I'm going camping for a week, but I do want to leave you with something. So enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this except for the plot and my OC.

Chapter 2: Pit

Shock, disbelief, then confusion flashed across Sokka's face.

"What do you mean you know her? Is she Fire Nation?" Zuko rose to his feet and started the process of getting the war balloon off the ground. Using his bending to get the flames started, and letting the sand out onto the field where they landed, the balloon started to feel weightless and slowly lift off the ground.

"It's a long story." Zuko started. He waited a little bit before he spoke again. This was not a story that he liked to think about, let alone tell to someone who hardly trusted him in the first place. He chose his words wisely before continuing.

" I met her at a Fire Nation circus, just in passing. I don't even know her name." All of these things were true. He technically wasn't lying to Sokka. But he knew that once the whole truth came out, his small truth was going to sound like a huge lie.

"Okay." Sokka said slowly. It was obvious he wanted a better explanation, but he was smart enough not to press for more. He would get his answers soon.

The ride back to the Western Air Temple was long and awkward, with Sokka who didn't even like him that much and an unconscious girl on the floor of the air balloon whose bleeding had at least stopped enough for them to hope that she survived. When he saw the temples that had seemingly been built upside down, he couldn't help feeling relieved.

As soon as they touched down Sokka jumped out to find Katara. He turned his head back to Zuko.

"Get her and bring her to the main site. I'll bring Katara there."

"Okay." Zuko didn't object. He was obviously the stronger of the two. He turned back to the girl, and again scooped her in his arms, trying not to disturb the wound. The walk back to the main campsite wasn't as long as his last walk with the girl in his arms, so he wasn't out of breath once he placed her on one of the soft mats that was Katara's extra bag they used when people were wounded or ill.

It wasn't long after that Katara followed by Aang, and Sokka came running to him.

" How is her bleeding, has it stopped yet?" Katara said right away in the calm motherly tone that she uses.

"Yes. It stopped about thirty minutes ago, but her breathing is unsteady and her skin is abnormally cold." Zuko replied, a lot less calm than she was. Which made him sound like a child. He took a few deep breaths before speaking again.

"Her knife wound is pretty deep."

"It will take a while but she should be fine if I work on her all night. Sokka said you know her?" Katara questioned while looking up at him. Zuko swallowed hard before answering.

"Uh, yeah. I met her a few years ago, but just in passing. I don't even know her name." Zuko looked over to Aang who was eyeing him cautiously. After three long seconds of awkward eye contact, Zuko sharply turned his head in the other direction.

"Oh. Okay. Well this will take a while so I need you three to cook dinner. Just the rest of the rice and the fish that you guys caught." Katara said, already preparing her capable hands with the water she'd be using to heal the girl's wound.

"More like the Fish I caught." Sokka said jokingly. Zuko gave him an evil look but didn't take the comment to heart. Aang laughd and started to walk back with Sokka after giving a knowing look to Katara. What was that about? He waited until they had left before he turned to her.

"Katara?" He said quietly.

"Yes?" She answered without looking away from her work.

"Make sure she lives okay?" He said in an almost whispered tone. He blushed and turned away before Katara had time to look at him. He was just walking away when Katara spoke.

"Of course."

This is only half the chapter. I'll post the next half when I get back! Please review!

3 Cassy