Sir Peter Ustinov said, "Unfortunately, a super abundance of dreams is paid for by a growing potential for nightmares."

Korra's POV

I woke up gasping for air, reaching out blindly for the inhaler on my bedside table. I took two puffs, taking deep breaths before giving it one more shot. The past month had been awful. Every night I'd go to sleep only to wake from a sickening nightmare. Unalaq was behind bars, but even now I hadn't rid myself of him.

Naga made a low noise, getting up from her spot and licking my nose before laying back down, curling up. I laughed lowly, still trying to regulate my breathing just as the door opened.

"Sweetie, are you okay?" my mother asked, sitting down on the edge of my bed.

I nodded. I hadn't been the only one losing sleep. Mom would always check on me in the middle of night and come lay down with me if the nightmare had been especially bad. She rub my back and sooth me back into the realm of the unconscious. Sometimes I would pretend to fall asleep so she could at least get some rest. It wasn't fair to her.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

I sighed and declined. Ever since Unalaq had been arrested I hadn't had a good night's sleep. I was being forced to relive moments from the time when I had been in his 'care.'

My dog whined again and I managed a slight upturn of the lips, scratching behind her ears. It was moments like this, when she was looking at me with big concerned brown eyes when I was glad I'd decided to keep her. She was the only comfort I had at night. She'd sleep, facing the door, as if the little white, fluffy puppy would actually be any kind of protection. I appreciated the gesture though.

"It's nothing," I finally replied. "You should go back to bed."

The light from the hallway cast shadows on my mother's face, and it struck me how much she'd seemed to have aged. Another stab of guilt. "You can't keep this all to yourself," she tried. "If you don't want to talk to me then at least talk to Asami." She was pleading almost.

"I don't want to talk about it. I want to forget it, pretend it didn't happen."

"But it did."

I hated it. I hated that everything in the nightmares was true, that I had to live with all those moments. It seemed I'd never get rid of these physical and emotional scars. How was he still tormenting me? He was locked up. We were safe.

"I'm tired."

My mom nodded and I lay back down, Naga snuggling back into my chest. I closed my eyes, trying to forget, concentrating on how happy I was to have Mom with me, her rubbing my back and trying to get rid of the knots. I felt her lean down and kiss my temple.

Please, no more nightmares tonight.

Asami's POV

I couldn't help but sigh as I watched Korra sleep in her office. Her arms were folded on the desk, her head resting on top of them, there were black circles under her eyes. For the past month she hadn't been able to sleep. Today her mother had called to see if I could get her to talk about what haunted her dreams but I knew I wouldn't get very far. The younger woman never liked talking about what went on in her uncle's home, always sparing me the details, simply showing me or allowing me to come to my own conclusions.

I knocked on the door, hating to wake her up but knowing that she could get in trouble if the director caught her. She lifted her head, trying to blink the sleep away before raising her arms until her back cracked. I smiled at her and she did the same before releasing a small yawn. It was bad.

"Did you bring it?" she asked after a moment.

I nodded and handed her the inhaler I carried around for her, hearing her whisper a thank you. Senna had also told me that she was having a hard time breathing whenever she woke up and had gone through all the inhalers she'd brought from the South Pole. I still had a couple at home but I was beginning to think that perhaps she needed an accurate prescription.

"Korra, you're running low, aren't you?" She hesitated and I sighed. "You have to go to the doctor."

"No one can know I'm asthmatic. They wouldn't let me work here."

"But that inhaler can save your life," I persisted. "Maybe I can get the doctor that treated you when you were a teenager."

The darker woman sighed, reluctantly, nodding her head. I was in the middle of telling her that Hotch wanted to see us when something caught my attention. I blinked as I watched a tall, dark haired, and very good looking man go into the director's office.

"Earth to Asami."

I shook my head. "What did you say?"

"I asked when I could see him," Korra repeated. "The doctor. I don't want anyone to find out though."

I nodded, my eyes glancing back toward the director's door for a split second. "No one will," I assured.

"So what were you looking at?"

"Nothing."

Korra smirked, looking highly amused with my obvious distraction. "Oh, so you were totally not checking out the new dude, right?"

I blinked. "The new guy?"

Korra laughed and left the office, me trailing behind her. So he was going to be working here. It looked like things were going to start to get interesting.

Iroh's POV

I had to admit I was excited to start my new job. For years I had been trying to get into the B.A.U. but the team was still fairly small, and though it already had a big reputation, there was still the funding issue. But having my best friend as a supervisor had its perks. He managed to get my application on the top of the file and an interview. Needless to say the Director agreed I was going to be a valuable asset. I was a tech analyst, former military intelligence and a strategist. I went in and checked in with the older Bei Fong, an old friend of my grandfather's, before joining everyone else in the conference room.

When I walked in, however, I was surprised to find a very attractive woman talking to a shorter brunette. I smiled at her and sat down just as the rest came in and she did the same. I grinned. Looked like working around here was going to be fun. I greeted the rest of the team that I had known for years before Hotch stood to introduce me.

"This is Iroh Lynch," he said, gesturing to me. I smiled and waved and my best friend let out an annoyed sigh. He never liked my laid back attitude since he was so damn uptight. "He's going to be joining our team."

"What exactly is Junior going to be doing?" Lin asked.

"I'm almost thirty years old," I told her. "But if you must know, I'm going to be assisting your tech analyst."

"Seriously, Hotch?" the brunette questioned. "Another one?"

I saw Mako's lips twitch and I raised a brow. That was interesting. Whoever that girl was he was clearly fond of her. Maybe she was the one that he kept talking about…

"I'm guessing you're Agent Morgan. Heard a lot about you."

"Iroh is more than a Tech Analyst," Mako continued, ignoring my comment. "He was former military intelligence in the Fire Nation and is a brilliant strategist. He helps train S.W.A.T. once in a while."

"What can I say, I do it all."

"Except shoot a gun," my best friend muttered as he sat down. I glared at him. "The assignment we have today isn't really a case but a request. Eska and Desna Morgan want us to go to the Northern Tribe to investigate claims of hidden prisons and prisoners. With Unalaq's arrest, the country falls into their hands."

"Can't their own people do it?" Agent Morgan asked.

"They asked specifically for this team. And if there are any hidden prisons, it's more we can give the D.A. to prosecute him with." The agent nodded her head but I knew she was far from happy. "Pack your bags, and we'll meet in the airport in an hour."

"Am I coming too?" the pretty raven haired woman asked.

Mako shook his head. "I'm taking Iroh, you can stay here and communicate with him."

I grinned at her and she narrowed her eyes at me. Oh, feisty. I liked that. She turned around and left and I couldn't stop the smirk. Things were definitely going to be fun around here.

Korra's POV

After Hotch told us the case I went home and packed my travel bag. Naga hopped up on the bed, wagging her tail and trying to get me to play with her. I chuckled, rubbing her belly, earning a sound of approval. I took out the inhaler from my pocket, sighing before hiding it in the bag. Mom came into the room, hugging me tightly before kissing my temple and telling me to be careful. Asami had already set herself up in the living room, her own overnight bag in the guest room since she'd be here till I got back.

"Looks like you got replaced," I teased on my way out.

Her eyes narrowed and she threw me a pillow at me. I knew she had been checking out Iroh and the real reason she was upset was because she wouldn't be able to have a chance to interact with him. She had told me before she liked staying back, comfortable in her world of technology rather than risking getting shot at, not that she wasn't a good shot. She was almost as good as I was. Almost.

I closed my eyes, leaning back against my seat as the jet took off, putting in my ear buds, trying to relax myself and maybe even take a nap. My peace, however, was short lived when I felt someone sit next to me. I opened my eyes to find none other than the new guy, smiling at me with what I guess was supposed to be his charming grin. I raised a brow and I could see Hotch, who was sitting across from me, try to hide his smirk.

"Did you need something?" I asked.

"I couldn't help but notice that you and your tech person, Asami, was it? Um, are fairly close." I nodded. "So, since we're all going to be a tea I was wondering if you can tell me a little about her?" he finished, again with that smile.

I looked at him for a good minute before putting my earphones back in and turning away. He had to be kidding. If he wanted to get to know Asami, he'd have to do it himself. Besides, I already knew I was going to have fun with this.

"Um, Agent Morgan, did you, uh…" From the corner of my eye I watched him reach out to touch my shoulder and I readied myself.

"If you want to keep that arm, I wouldn't," I heard Hotch say, not looking up from his paperwork.

The new guy sighed and stood from his seat. I looked over at Mako and he smiled at me. I returned the gesture before making myself comfortable again. Oh yeah, I was going to get a lot of mileage out of all of this.

Mako's POV

I couldn't help but be amused by Korra's antics toward Iroh. I had known him for years, known the flirt he was. But it seemed that the youngest member was going to give him a hard time if he thought about dating Asami. I suspected it was not because she didn't like him, but because she was going to have her own fun and I intended to join her whenever I had the chance. For now, however, I tried to focus on our mission here in the Northern Tribe. Korra's cousins had insisted on having the team investigate the claims of an illegal prison located somewhere in the nation. They had asked us, according to Toph, because we had a good reputation of solving crimes. I, however, thought there was another reason behind it.

Korra never talked about her cousins and I didn't exactly blame her. They had witnessed the kind of hell their father put her through and never did anything about it. Not long after we were requested, I saw Eska come in to try to talk to her, only for the brunette to ignore her. So this is why I thought that we had been called in, in an effort to try to get in contact with her but I already knew that wouldn't work. The youngest team member would do her job and then head home, just like she always did.

I took a moment to study her as she managed to take a nap on the plane. There was black under her eyes, indicating loss of sleep. Asami had talked to Lin and I before we left, letting us know that she hadn't been sleeping very well since Unalaq had been caught. So far it hadn't affected her abilities to do her job, but I wanted to keep a close watch in case she needed some time off. The techi had explained that Korra feared being suspended and it wouldn't happen but I still needed to make sure she wouldn't put the rest of the team at risk.

As soon as we landed I told the team to get some sleep and we'd start early the next day. I watched as Korra sighed before she went disappeared inside her room across from mine. I took a deep breath. This was going to be a long trip.

Asami's POV

It had been two whole days since the team had gone up north and I had nothing to work on. Nothing. Korra had called her mom as soon as she arrived, telling her she was tired and would try to get some sleep though we already knew how that would go. I talked to Lin and Mako before they left, telling them about her lack of sleep and asked if one of them could talk to her, maybe get her to open up a little so that she would be able to rest, though I doubt that would happen. I couldn't help but feel a little bit of jealousy at the lack of work. Iroh, the new guy, was over there and Hotch was probably giving him all the work.

Lucky bastard.

However, when I saw someone trying to open my personal background file, I immediately went to investigate. Naga made a sound next to me as I began to type, trying to find out who in their right mind would try to backhack me. I had to admit I was a bit surprised when I noticed the signal was coming from the North Pole. So he wanted to play. This was going to be fun.

I began to type in commands, watching as the windows he had managed to open closed. I grinned triumphantly before they began to appear again. I narrowed my eyes. So he did want to play. I picked up my game, shutting the windows only for him to somehow bring them back up. I hummed.

"Nicely played," I muttered to myself as he tried taking over my computer.

I sped up my typing, doing minute things to stop him from opening my file and watched as he played my game. I grinned. He was about to get played himself. Iroh continued to hack me, getting over the minimal defenses I set up. That's right, chase me. Once I knew I had him hooked I typed in one final command and leaned back against my seat, not stopping the smile on my face.

"Have fun getting out of the wormhole," I told my screen. Game. Set. Match.

Iroh's POV

I was a bit disappointed that Agent Morgan wouldn't talk to me about the Sato tech. I had really thought that I would be able to get something out of her to give me an edge, maybe impress her a little. But nope. I sighed as I leaned against the headboard. There had to be something I could do. I couldn't ask my grandfather that was for sure. It was because of him that the fraternization rules were in place. He'd have me back at the Fire Nation before I even got a chance to prove myself. The younger Bei Fong would brushed off like the younger agent had. Mako wouldn't even answer my questions.

Unless…

I went over to my station and logged into the Federal System before typing in her name. I was going to get information on her, even if it was just what her favorite food was or coffee place. Just as I thought I was getting somewhere I was blocked out. I frowned. What the hell? Suddenly windows were closing and I realized that she must keep tabs on her file to see if anyone wants to access it. I grinned; smart girl.

I started to type in my own commands, laughing when she kept trying to shut me out. So she wanted to play? I'd teach her how the game was played. I amped the security on my computer before going after hers, trying to hack it. At first her defenses were hard to decrypt but then slowly the security started to lower and it was easy to get by, until I noticed something.

"You are seriously not trying to backhack me," I muttered to myself. I sped up my pace, and again her defenses lowered and I let out a disappointed sigh. "Now this is just way too easy."

Just as I was about to make my final move my screen went black. I froze and tried getting back online with little success. The screen turned on again and I sighed in relief. Close call. But then I looked up to see a message:

'You lose.'

I pushed myself away from the screen and ran a frustrated hand through my hair. She'd crashed my damn computer.

Mako's POV

For three days we had been looking over blueprints, interviewing guards, and listening to people who came forward claiming the prisons were hidden somewhere in the large icy palace. I had to admit that after spending so much time on this and not getting anything out of it, I was starting to get frustrated. We were going over every single file they had on the Nation's prisoners to see if there were any abnormalities, and so far there were a few. It was times like this that Korra's abilities came in handy. She had a eidetic memory and read faster than any one of us put together. She had already managed to sort through a quarter of the files.

"Any luck?" I asked on the walkie-talkie I had given the older agents.

"Nope, everything seems normal around here," Zuko answered.

"Same here," Lin agreed.

I sighed and leaned against my chair, watching Korra read. It must have been five minutes before she was finished and moved onto the next one. I raised a brow. Could people even really read that fast? I grabbed the file she had been reading, turning over a couple of pages before speaking.

"Name?"

"Haku Noman," she replied. "Age: 49, father of two girls and given life without possibility of parole for killing his wife."

I nodded my head. Impressive. I dialed Iroh's phone number and heard him curse as he answered. I raised a brow. "Language."

"What do you want, Mako?" he growled.

I held back a chuckle. "Still trying to fix that thing?"

"It takes a few couple of hours to reboot an entire system that you've spent almost half your life building."

Korra put a file down and raised a brow. "Asami crashed his computer," I told her.

She didn't even bother to hold back a laugh. "You're lucky she didn't burn out more than your hard drive."

"She started it!" Iroh snapped.

"Well maybe you shouldn't try to find out things about people by looking into their federal file," the agent began. "Probably should have mentioned she keeps tabs on it and on mine too since the last time certain information was leaked out."

"What do you want, Hotch?"

"Are you any good to me right now?"

"Not for another couple of hours," he answered before cursing once again. "Hit up the other tech. I'll let you know when I'm back."

Korra laughed, shaking her head as she picked up the file again. I grabbed the stack that she had found abnormalities on and began to write their names down. After I double checked to make sure the names were spelled right I pulled out my phone and placed Asami on speaker.

"Queen of the Hacker World, speak and be recognized."

The brunette rolled her eyes before chuckling. "Just so you know, he's not here."

"Damn," Asami answered. "Just wasted that line."

"Asami, I'm going to give you a list of names, find out what happened to these people and anything else," I informed her. "It's just you until Iroh gets his system back up."

"He should learn not to play with fire."

I smiled. "I'll let him know that."

After a confirmation I hung up the phone and resumed going over the blueprints. There had to be something we weren't seeing. I knew what kind of man Unalaq was. He was the sadistic type that liked causing pain to others. There had to be a torture chamber of sorts. Too soon it was nightfall and I called Rossi and Bei Fong to let them know that would be it for today. Korra started to pack her stuff and I took a deep breath before asking her to stay a moment.

"Asami told me that you've been having a few rough nights," I began. Her eyes narrowed and she clenched her jaw. Her defenses were going up. "I just want you to know that it's okay and we're here for you. All of us."

"I'm fine."

"Korra," I continued. "I can't imagine what you went through, and that kind of trauma just doesn't go away. You need to talk to someone."

"Is my personal life interfering with my job?"

"No, but-"

"Then stay out of it," she answered before leaving.

Fantastic.

Korra's POV

I was beyond pissed at Asami. She had no right, none at all, to tell Hotch about my insomnia. No right at all. That was personal, and it was already bad enough I had to live with the fact that they all knew about my past. That they knew that my own uncle had molested me and beat me for almost ten years. I didn't want them probing into my life more than I already had. I hated it and I was going to give her a piece of my mind.

After I left Hotch, I went to my room, showered, changed and got in bed before calling my mom. She told me how much she missed me and that Naga did too. I chuckled at that and talked to my dog over the phone. I missed her as well, she was my comfort at night and without her I was having an even harder time falling asleep. After that she said she was going to sleep but promised she'd Skype with me tomorrow and read me a story to see if that helped me fall asleep. I smiled and told her I was looking forward to it before she passed me my best friend.

"Hey Korra, how's it going over there?"

"You knew I didn't want you to tell Hotch about my nightmares," I growled, getting down to the point of my call.

I heard her sigh. "Korra, that's something they need to know about."

My jaw clenched. 'They?' Who the hell had she told? "What do you mean 'they?'"

"Mako and Lin."

Now I was really going to strangle her. "You told Lin, too?" I bristled.

"Yeah," she answered as if it wasn't a big deal. "And that's okay. They understand."

I closed my eyes, taking deep breaths as I tried calming myself down. "What if they think I can't do my job?" I finally asked. I think that was my worst fear, that they'd find me 'unfit' for this job. "What if... what if they want to pull me off the team? What if they think I can't handle it?"

"They won't," Asami reassured.

"Oh, yeah? How do you know that?"

Irritated sigh. "I just do."

Suddenly I was mad again. "You had no right, 'Sami. I tell you things because I trust you, not so you tell people!"

"I had nightmares too Korra."

I paused, trying to process what I had just head. "What?"

"Mm-hmm," she answered. "It was my first case. I was excited to be out in the field and I walked in to find a girl, she was strangled, her eyes were open." Asami paused letting out a sigh. "Night after night, I would fall asleep, and I would see those eyes. They were dead eyes. Accusing eyes. And it got to the point where it was happening even when I wasn't asleep." I didn't say anything, just listened. This was a part of her I'd rarely heard before. "Korra, everywhere I went, I saw those eyes. It was as if she was asking me why didn't I save her."

"What'd you do?" I finally asked.

"Lin," Asami said. "She knew. I didn't tell her. I was like you, I didn't want anybody to know. She just... She knew. And she sat me down and she... She just kind of talked me through it. I still have the nightmares to this day, just not nearly as often. It's kind of why I like staying back at headquarters."

I stood quiet for a moment processing everything I had just hurt. I wasn't alone. Asami had nightmares too but she faced her demons, she talked about it. I didn't know if I could do that, if I was ready.

"Good night, 'Sami."

Tenzin's POV

Ever since Korra had taken her mother home, I could see the enormous progress Senna had made. Her concentration had been improving, she was doing chores around the house, cooking for her daughter, and participating in every session. This is why I became worried when suddenly she withdrew into herself, her old antics reappearing. The nervousness, the shudders, the sudden disorientation. It wasn't till a week later that I that I asked if everything was okay at home. At first, she didn't answer, and the faraway look in her eyes made me nervous. If she withdrew into her mind she was feeding the schizophrenia, giving it momentum. This could cause a relapse and I didn't want her to have to go through that again, not when she finally had her daughter back.

"Am I a bad mother?" It was asked so quietly, so brokenly.

I furrowed my brow, the question taking me aback. "Why do you ask?" I countered instead.

Senna put her head in her hands. "I found out why Korra has been so different since that day, why she's been losing weight and why she looks so tired."

"Well that's good, isn't it?"

She shook her head. "Now she's having nightmares, even though the cause of the problem has been removed. And I can't help her. I can't do anything." Tears were welling up in her eyes and she looked back up at me.

"Senna, this is perfectly natural feeling, after being separated for so long, missing so much, it's natural to think that you haven't done enough."

"But it's more than that!" Senna abruptly stood, knocking her chair back and startling me. "She needs me! And I can't... I can't help her! I'm trying my best, but no matter what I do, or how hard I try, nothing is going to change the fact that I wasn't able to protect my child, I wasn't there when she needed me the most!" She was openly crying now, her body shaking, "I let her get hurt! I let the world hurt her! I could barely take care of myself! And it's all because of this damn illness!"

"I don't know what your daughter went through," I began gently. "But I don't think you should blame yourself. Schizophrenia is something that can be managed, but with or without it some things cannot be stopped."

"If I didn't have it…If I was like any other person…so many things could have been avoided."

"You don't know that." These thoughts were unhealthy, especially from someone like Senna. But even without her illness, the amount of guilt displayed on her face would usually cripple the individual. How had she managed to keep all this inside?

"Can I leave now?" Senna asked quietly, wiping away her tears. "I'm not feeling very well." She was fidgeting, like an animal wanting to escape a cage. Edgy. Waiting. Desperate.

I sighed heavily through my nose before nodding my head and she wasted no time in running out the door. I got up to talk to her nurse and giving her a prescription of sedatives to help calm her. I went back to my office and sat there for a moment, thinking about everything that had happened. If Senna spun out of control like she had while in the institution, I would have to advise she be taken back into the institute's custody, and I knew the effect it would have on both her and her daughter. So I picked up the phone, looking at her file until the person answered.

"Korra," I greeted. "It's Tenzin you mother's therapist. Do you have a moment?"

Lin's POV

After yet another dead end, we'd all retired to our rooms for the night. I would admit I was somewhat amused that the Sato tech had managed to get the better of Iroh Jr. He was known in the Fire Nation to be the best there was but his flirting had ended up being his downfall and I was glad someone had put him in his place. I called headquarters to see how Opal was doing and my mother assured me she was fine, going straight there after class to do her homework until she decided to call it a day. My mother was not happy that we'd made little to no progress these past few days but she knew that's how this line of work was. We won some, and we lost some.

Just as I was about to call it a night there was a knock on my door and I scowled before going to open it, ready to snap at whoever it was. I was surprised, however, when I saw it was Korra, wearing sweats and a tank, looking about ready to fall asleep on her feet. We didn't say anything for a moment and I saw her shift uncomfortably.

"Can I come in?" she finally asked.

I nodded my head and stepped aside, looking out into the hallway before closing the door. I asked her to sit and she did, clasping her hands together. I sat across from her, studying her, trying to figure out why she'd come to see me. We still didn't speak to each other though she had toned down the abrasiveness.

"I can't sleep."

It was said quietly, and I could see hints of shame in her eyes. I knew what she was talking about. Before we let the heiress had told Hotch and I about the younger member's insomnia in hopes we could talk to her. It was needless to say that after she blew off our team leader I wasn't even going to try to broach the subject.

"Why is that?" I questioned though I already knew the answer.

She took a heavy breath. "I keep remembering what he did," Korra replied just as quietly. "It's all so vivid, mostly of when I was twelve. I keep seeing myself…seeing how scared I was…How I could do nothing to stop what he did." She looked up at me. "I can't make it go away."

"Everyone in this team has nightmares," I began. "I mean, who wouldn't? We see the worst of humanity, see the depths of depravity, dream of monsters…"

"My monster is real."

I raised a brow. "And the freaks we work to find aren't?"

She rubbed her hands over her face. "I've never felt like this before and I don't know what to do." The kid paused to look up at me. "I feel…helpless."

I nodded. "Do you know why you have these nightmares?" I asked after a moment. She didn't answer and I leaned forward. "Because you hold it all inside. All these years you kept a trauma to yourself and now that people know you think it makes you vulnerable, weak. But it doesn't, it can make you stronger if you talk to someone about it."

"I don't want people to know."

"Listen kid, you're no coward, so you need to stop acting like one," I began looking at her straight in the eye. "You have to confront your demons head on or they'll never go away. You went through a trauma. There's going to be pain, but it'll only have as much power over you as you let it."

She lowered her gaze and I reached out, hesitantly placing a hand on her thigh. The kid looked up at me, some form of relief in her eyes but with a hint of fear. I could understand her motives to not want to discuss what happened. It was horrible what she went through, but it was eating her from the inside and if she allowed it, it would consume her.

"There's something else I want you to know," I began. "I'm sorry for what I did that day. At the time, I thought it was for the best. If I would have known this would happen…"

"It isn't your fault," she said. "I was…I was just frustrated and I wanted a scapegoat. You couldn't have known what would happen." I nodded my head and after a moment she stood. "It's late and you're probably tired. Thanks for…listening to me."

"Not a problem, kid."

She managed a small smile before leaving and I let out a long sigh. This was going to be a long road to recovery.

Asami's POV

I couldn't help but smile as I watched Korra drift off to sleep on the laptop screen. Senna had asked me to call her on Skype, book at the ready, to read to her daughter. My best friend's eye lids had drooped as soon as her mother began to read one of her favorite stories. It was maybe only fifteen minutes before I could hear her light snores and I chuckled. The older woman asked if I could leave the laptop on and she could take it to her room in case Korra woke up and I had agreed, knowing that she didn't have anyone over there to comfort her at night.

Early the next day my laptop was handed back to me and I could see that for the first time in weeks Korra had slept more than three hours. She looked better and she told me about talking to Bei Fong, which seemed to have gone well. After filling me in on what was going on and how the team was getting nowhere I decided to hit up the other tech to see if we could think of anything. Two heads are better than one, they said.

"What do you want?" he asked when he answered.

"Well good morning to you too, sunshine."

He didn't look amused. "You crash my computer and expect me to be nice?"

"You tried to hack into my personal file," I answered.

"It isn't your personal file if it's on the F.B.I. database."

"Regardless, you tried to hack me. You screw me, I screw you back. I'm a lady like that."

"Noted."

"Anyways," I said, moving to why I had called him. "The team is getting nowhere with this secret prison thing and the people that Hotch sent me to track literally vanished from the face of the earth."

"So what are you proposing?" he asked, a small smirk on his face. "That the geniuses of the team take over."

"If it were the geniuses we'd be doing threeway with Korra."

He raised a brow. "That's saying a lot coming from the smartest person on the team."

"Korra is the smartest person on the team," I corrected. "She has an eidetic memory, knows everything there is to know about anything, and reads Spirits know how many words a minute."

"Okay, fine, the tech geniuses."

I smiled. "That would be us." He laughed and I leaned back against the chair, thinking. "If I were Unalaq, how would I make sure no one ever found these prisons."

"Not getting anything in writing which he obviously did," the new guy answered. "But if he's the evil mastermind that covers his tracks that everyone says he is, he'd have a high security system set around it."

I nodded. We were getting somewhere. "Go on."

"So let's look at his bank history and see if he transferred money to a high security system company?"

"I think you might be on to something," I answered as I looked in the database. I smiled when there was match. "About seventeen years ago he made a purchase from Datto Security Inc."

Iroh hummed before his eyes lit up. "We can track it down."

I nodded. "That's right!" I said. "Just track the-"

"Electronic frequency from the security system," we both said.

"We're geniuses! I'll tell Hotch," he said before hanging up.

I smiled.

Korra's POV

I had to admit that after talking to Bei Fong and having my mom read to me…I actually got a descent amount of sleep. I woke up to the sound of my alarm, which was the first in weeks, always waking up hours before it. I groaned and put on snooze, sitting up and rubbing my eyes sleepily. I heard a chuckle and jumped before looking at the nightstand and noticing my computer was on. Mom waved at me and I smiled, greeting her before telling her I had to get ready. She smiled as well and asked me to be careful before passing me over to Asami who wanted to say 'hi'. My best friend told me about her and Iroh skyping last night and how he would tell us today how to find the prison, and to dress warm.

With a sigh I stood from the bed and took a quick shower, grabbing a granola bar before placing my parka over my head and leaving the room. When I reached the meeting room everyone was already there and I apologized for being late before taking a seat. The new guy and Hotch were standing, talking before giving their attention to us.

"We have something on the hidden prison," Mako announced. "Iroh and Asami are tracking the electronic frequency given off by the security system in place which leads us to here," he added as he pointed at the map.

"The middle of the tundra?" I asked.

He nodded. "Hope you are all wearing warm clothes, we leave in ten minutes."

Soon after we were on snowmobiles heading over to the area where apparently these secret prison was located. Up till now I thought it was a load of bull, though I had found discrepancies on some of the files. When we reached our destination we got off our vehicles and started to search for an entry point. My leg sank into the snow and I cursed before feeling something hard with my foot. I called everyone over and after pulling me out, started to plow away the white to reveal a door.

I raised a brow. So there was a hidden prison. Hotch asked us to stay back, pulling out his gun as Iroh opened the floor door. When he saw there was no one inside he asked us to follow and we all drew our weapons. We walked around, staying vigil as we did, looking for anything out of the ordinary before reaching a gate. Mako opened it and we went inside to see corridors of cells, hearing people maon and cough. He took out his radio and asked for backup, giving our coordinates as we walked around.

The people in there were not looking good. Mostly they were crippled and sick, some were even dead if the smell was anything to go by. I heard someone call my name and I turned only to have someone grab onto my arm. I panicked and tried to get them to let them go before looking at the person. I felt my heart stop. No…it couldn't be.

"Korra," he repeated.

I swallowed thickly as I stepped back, shaking my head.

"Dad?"

"The mystery of human existence lies not in just staying alive, but in finding something to live for." Fyodor Dostoyevsky"