"Do you ever think about it?" Korra murmured, her eyes looking up at nothing in particular.

"Think about what?" Mako murmured softly, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

"This." Her arms spread out in a vague gesture. "Everything, life, what we have. It's pretty damn great."

"It is." Mako laughed and wrapped his arms tighter as far around her waist as he could manage. She was eight months pregnant with their second child –he secretly was hoping for a girl though he knew his wife was partial for a boy- and comfortable for the first time in a long time. "You're feeling alright though?"

"No, Junior's not budging." Korra ran one hand over her swollen abdomen. "Neither is the other one." She grinned. "Ryu's been out for an hour already."

"It's been that long?" Mako registered surprise at that. Their son didn't usually sleep that long, he had too much energy to stay down for long. "Bo's out too." He glanced over at the other figure in the room, his brother passed out face down on their couch.

"Pabu." Korra called to the little FireFerret, but he was curled in a tight ball on his master's back. "He's out." She laughed and sighed where she was lying over Mako's lap, a pillow nestled between her head and his legs to prop her up. "This is nice."

"Are you alright?" Mako laughed at his wife's sudden sentimental nature.

"I'm feeling sappy, it's because I'm pregnant." Korra shrugged and grinned at him. "I never thought about getting married and having children before you." She shrugged. "I'm just so thankful for you."

"I'm thankful for you." Mako beamed. "And for Ryu, and our daughter-"

"Son." Korra interjected.

"Or son." Mako rolled his eyes at her, but he was still smiling. "And for my brother." He glanced over as Bolin rolled over, disrupting Pabu's slumber, but the two were asleep again in seconds. "It's been a great year."

"It's been a great few years." Korra smiled. "We've been married for almost five years."

"Incredible." Mako curled his arms around her and kissed her forehead.

"Oh yes." Korra's eyes were drooping shut as she lay across his lap. It had been such a full day, Bo and Ryu had made a racket chasing each other round the apartment while Korra tried to do things and Mako had to take care of dinner and taking care of his miserably pregnant wife. She was about three weeks from her due date, but Ryu had been late, so they were expecting this one late too.

"Do you miss your parents?" Mako asked softly.

"Sometimes." Korra shrugged. "Like now, I want my mother to be around for when I have the baby, but that's not vital. It was for Ryu, he was my first, but I'm more confident this time. I know what to expect."

"Ah." Mako grinned.

"Do you miss yours?"

"Yeah." Mako sighed. "Especially when I don't know what to do. It'll be worse when Ryu's older and I want to ask my Dad for advice." He held her closer.

"You can ask my father." Korra murmured. "He doesn't hate you."

"No he doesn't." Mako grinned. Her father had treated him like an equal the last time he'd been up in Republic City. Tonraq had melted holding his grandson for the first time, turning into the father Korra remembered and told her husband about.

"Mako?"

"Yeah?" He smiled at his wife until he realized she wasn't. "Are you alright?"

"I think… OH!" Her shout of surprise startled Bolin off the couch and the squeal from Pabu had Korra laughing at the two horrified men.

"What is it?" Mako begged as she slowly sat up.

"I… I… the…" Korra was laughing so hard she couldn't articulate what was going on for a few minutes. "Ohh." A look of pain replaced her laughter. "Oh the baby's coming."

"Now?" Mako paled as Ryu started to make noises from the other room.

"I got him." Bo volunteered and went into his room to get him.

"Yes." Korra stood. "Let's go, I want to give birth on the island again." She grabbed his arm. "The acolytes can take Ryu and help me."

"Ok." Uneasy, Mako just did what she wanted.

"Hey." She grabbed his arm. "I'm so thankful this one's coming early and not late."

Mako let out a nervous laugh, entirely in love with her and pressed his forehead to hers gently. "Me too."

And with their small family growing, there was a lot to be thankful for.