A/N: Okay I know it's been awhile and I promised I would post this asap but I had to finish Zutara Week stuff first. But now it's over and I finally finished this lovely request :) Thanks Firelady Jennay for this great idea :D Hope I didn't let you down! Enjoy.

Katara watched him quietly. Zuko's gaze rested on the ground and his soft breathing mixed in rhythm with hers. He looked upset and she knew it was mostly her fault. She wanted to say something, but she wasn't sure how. Her eyes fell to the ground and she kicked some dirt with her toes.

"I'm sorry I yelled at you before," she said finally. He shifted slightly at her words.

"It doesn't matter." Katara looked up and met his eyes. He seemed so calm.

"It's just, for so long now, whenever I would imagine the face of the enemy, it was your face," she said slowly. He put his hand up to his scar and turned away.

"My face…" he said quietly. "I see."

"No! That's…that's not what I meant," she said quickly.

"It's okay," he began. "I used to think this scar marked me. The mark of the banished prince. Cursed to chase the avatar forever. But lately, I've realized I'm free to determine my own destiny. Even if I'll never be free of my mark."

"Maybe you could be free of it," the words escaped her lips before she realized and now his eyes were on her, full of hope.

"What?" he breathed. She thought her words through for a moment and then started again more slowly.

"I have healing abilities." He turned away and looked at the ground.

"It's a scar. It can't be healed." Katara fiddled with her collar and searched for the string to the amulet Pakku gave her. She slipped the little vile from her robes and held it out towards him letting it glisten in the crystal light.

"This is water from the Spirit Oasis at the North Pole." She watched him as he eyed it eagerly. "It has special properties so I've been saving it for something important." She walked over and stood directly in front of him. She let her eyes settle in his and a sudden warmth made her skin tingle. "I don't know if it would work, but…" her voice trailed off as she sank into his gaze.

He closed his eyes and she placed her hand on his cheek right below his scar. Her body shivered slightly and her stomach fluttered. She'd never been so close to him before and it made her slightly nervous. She gently removed her hand and looked down at the vile. She wasn't going to use all of it, just in case, but she was eager to try at least.

Katara flipped open the lid and let half of the water fall onto her palm. With a deep breath, it began to glow and shimmer. She let her eyes close as she pressed her hand over his eye. With another deep breath, she could feel the water begin it's healing process, but there was something else that rushed through her finger tips.

One of the first things she learned when she spent time with the healers in the North Pole was that a healer would have a small connection with the one they were healing while the process took place. But it would end once the person was healed. The sensation was different with each person Katara had healed and this time, as her hand gently pressed against Zuko's cheek, the sensation of healing was deep and passionate. She couldn't really explain it and she grew frustrated when the feeling started to disappear.

"No…" they whispered simultaneously. She started to pull her hand away, but he quickly slid his up her arm and held her hand against his face. The sudden movement startled her but the feeling of his skin across hers left her breathless. He sighed and played with her fingers.

"The feeling is nice. It's so serine and beautiful. It takes my worries away," he said softly. Katara could feel her cheeks grow red and was glad his eyes were closed. She shifted her fingers under his hand revealing the untouched pink tissue. She took in a sharp breath and felt her stomach clench. His scar was still there. Zuko opened his eyes slowly and she saw his expression curl into confusion. His free hand moved to her cheek and rubbed gently.

"It's okay. You did good. Thank you." She placed her hand over his and felt a sudden wetness. She was crying and hadn't noticed. Suddenly, she flung herself against his chest and hugged his waist. He was taken aback by her actions and awkwardly placed his arms around her shoulders.

"I wanted you to be healed so badly," she mumbled into his chest. "You deserve it so much!" He could feel her shudder against him and all he wanted was to reassure her everything was okay. But he wasn't so sure if it was. He decided to rest his head on hers and tighten his hold around her shoulders. Slowly, he closed his eyes and took in a shuddered breath.

"Thank you."

A/N: I LOVED this episode. Crossroads of Destiny was the episode I became a fangirl for Zutara and I was so happy when I got this request XD Hope everyone liked and please tell me what you think. Oh! And givez meh requests peez!