"Go, Mako," Lin teased with a wave of her hand. "At least it will keep you off the case. You know, the one you aren't supposed to be working."

"Thanks, Chief Beifong," he replied with a small smile. He went to his apartment to change into his regular clothes before heading for the dock. He jumped into the boat, and with a hopeful glance at the sky ahead, sped off in the boat.

Mako knew he couldn't use the dock at the tribe, so he decided to leave the boat far enough out where Unalaq's men would not have seen it and then swam to a place he didn't spot any guards. So caught up in what he was doing, he felt like things were back to normal. He expected to meet up with Korra in a secretive place out of view from Unalaq's men. When he finally made it to her parents' hut, though, the feeling sunk. He knocked before walking in and found Senna sitting with a lonely dinner in front of her.

"Oh, hello, Mako," she greeted suspiciously. "Can I help you with something?"

"Yeah, is Korra around?" he asked. Now he was nervous. He had come all this way to talk to Korra, but what was he going to say?

Her mother looked at him strangely. "No, I thought she was in Republic City." Dread filled her eyes as well as Mako's heart. "Has something happened to her?" The worry and anxiety in the room skyrocketed, and quickly both of them were standing trying to figure out what was going on.

"I- I thought she would have come back here. Knowing her, it's the only place she would have come to," Mako explained to himself. He thought about it. Yes, surely she would have come here. Mako knew her well enough to know how enraged she would have been after the breakup; she would have come here to let her anger out on Unalaq.

"I haven't seen Korra since she left back for the city." Korra's mother held her hand to her heart and asked Mako again if something had happened.

"She," he began slowly, "ran away. I was sure she would come here."

"Again, she isn't here. Mako, did something happen to my daughter?" Mako looked at the woman with horrified eyes. He didn't have the heart to tell her it was his fault. He burst out of the hut and hid before the guard across from him could notice. Breathing heavily, he looked in the direction of Unalaq's residence. Unalaq. She had to be there. Like Mako was thinking, she would have come here to fight after being so upset. Maybe something had happened to her. He started to run.

He burst through the doors and saw Unalaq there. When the robed man turned around and saw Mako, he grinned. "Well, have you come to tell me where my fugitives have gone? Or perhaps where Korra is?" Mako frowned. Was Unalaq playing him? "You know, the last time I saw you you were throwing fire at me and running of to find the ship my prisoners were on. Yet now you are here. Perhaps you have had a change of heart?"

"Don't speak to me like that," Mako growled. "Where is Korra?" It was Unalaq's turn to frown.

"I do not understand what you mean."

"You damn well know!" Mako pointed at Unalaq. Rage rose in him until he was red in the face. "Where-" A flash of heat hit Mako in the chest.

"Avatar Korra, where are you keeping her?"

"- are you keeping her?" he yelled. His hand came down in a fist at his side. The pressure from six months ago tightened in his chest and made it hard to breathe. Unalaq squinted and ventured closer to Mako in circles. His lips stretched.

"Oh? So you think she is here?" Mako was outraged; there was no more keeping it in. Unalaq moved before the fire could even leave Mako. He was quickly behind the firebender with his hand on the back of his neck. Mako swung around to attempt a strike at the man but met air. Unalaq appeared on the other side of the room. "Let me offer you some information." Eska and Desna came up behind Mako as Unalaq spoke. "Korra was supposed to be brought back here alive." Mako shuddered. "Instead, these two return and tell me that during their pursuit of the Avatar, a spirit attacked."

"Where is she?" Mako spoke through gritted teeth. He got up from his knees and stood up straight.

Unalaq's cruel joy was gone. He was now indifferent. "The Avatar is dead."