"It is a wise father that knows his own child." William Shakespeare

Asami's POV

Korra had been living with me for three weeks. We'd had a few cases that required her to leave but as always I'd go over to her mother's house and have them Skype. Senna still wanted her to move back in but it was hard for the brunette to adjust. I could see the pain in her father's eyes, but all they could do was wait. I had thought about bringing up the subject but knew my best friend's defensive nature, even with me. And when her old boyfriend showed up I decided she'd had enough for a bit. But then cases came up and I didn't have a chance to bring it up till now.

We were exercising in my house, and I was getting the workout of my life. Sure, I liked to workout but Korra meant business. I could feel my muscles protest after just an hour but she just kept going as if it didn't bother her in the least. No wonder she was in such good shape. I took a deep breath as I began my second set of sit-ups, watching her do chin-ups.

"Korra, it's been three weeks," I finally said.

"Mmmhmmm."

"Do you ever plan on going home?"

"Yes," she answered with a grunt. "I just need time."

"How much time?"

She sighed and turned to look at me. "I don't know. I just…I almost think...maybe it would have been better if he would have died..."

I stopped, looking over at the large picture that hung in the middle of the living room. My mother had died during childbirth, I had never got the chance to know her. When I was little, and my father was actually around, he'd talk about how beautiful she had been, how nice. I used to watch old footage of when she was pregnant with me, she liked technology too and wanted to capture every moment up till I was born. It was a shame I never got to meet her.

Korra must have noticed the look on my face because I felt her hand on my shoulder. "'Sami…I didn't…"

"No…it's fine," I answered, waving my hand. "Different circumstance."

"I'm sorry," she apologized.

"If I had the chance to get my mom back, I would take it." She said nothing, lowering her gaze. "Don't throw this chance you have away."

Korra heaved a huge sigh before standing. "We should get ready, it's almost time to go."

I sighed and shook my head. She was not going to budge any time soon.

Senna's POV

Three weeks. My baby had been gone for three long weeks. My heart would break every time she'd leave after coming to visit me. I wanted my family together and I told her this every time but she'd shake her head and say she wasn't ready. I understood why she didn't want to be home, why she refused to see her father. She had thought for so many years that he had abandoned her, left us. I thought that maybe she blamed him for what had happened to her. The abuse, the torture…because that is what it must have been. Torture. And I wasn't there to protect her.

Asami had called earlier to see how I was doing and I told her I missed my daughter, that I wanted her home. I heard her sigh and she assured me she would talk to her again but that it wasn't looking good. Korra didn't want to be near her father. I closed my eyes tightly and told her that I was going to tell him what had happened all those years he had been away, what Korra had gone through. The raven haired woman answered that it might cause more tension between the two but to do whatever I thought needed to be done.

My decision had been made. He had to know.

I hung up the phone and went over to my husband. He was on the couch, Naga next to him laying on her belly, her tail wagging as he scratched her belly. I called the white pup over and opened the door to my daughter's room where she'd sleep. She missed her as well. I went back to the couch and sat next to my husband, placing a hand over his.

"Tonraq, there's something you need to know," I began. "It's about Korra."

"Is she okay?" he asked, going on alert. "Did something happen to her?"

I bit my lip. "Something happened to her, while you were away." I felt a tear slide down my cheek and I quickly wiped it away. He frowned, his hand squeezing mine. "Tonraq, it's going to be hard to hear but I need you to listen."

My husband nodded his head and I began to tell him the horrors our little girl had been through. I told him about the scars, the physical abuse, the molestation…How his brother had taken her innocence when she was just twelve years old. Tonraq stood, shaking his head, hands turned to fists on his sides as tears threatened to fall. I covered my mouth as my own tears came down freely, nodding my head. As much as I hated it, it was all true.

He shook his head again before going to the door. I called after him but he simply left, and I let out a muffled cry before picking up the phone and calling Asami once more. Maybe she had been right…maybe I shouldn't have told him.

Tonraq's POV

No. It wasn't true. It couldn't be true. Korra had been…No. My brother was an evil man, I knew that. Had known since we were boys and he would torture the animals we'd hunt. I knew there was something wrong with him, my father did too. Then he had locked me up in a secret prison and I got a glimpse to what kind of person he was but this…this was another thing entirely. When I arrived I had heard about him being prosecuted for molestation and murder. I never thought my little girl had been one of his victims. I still couldn't believe it.

I called Rossi, asking him for a favor, to let me see my brother and although he seemed reluctant at first he agreed and asked me to meet him at a nearby café. He picked me up and drove me to the penitentiary, the ride long and silent. I waited for him in one of the rooms, my jaw clenching slightly as he was brought inside, his hands cuffed to his waist.

"Well, I have to admit, I didn't expect to see you here, brother," he said as he sat down. "Aren't you supposed to be in prison?"

"Korra found me," I answered. He didn't say anything to that, a small smile appearing. "I know everything," I added after a moment, my hands turning to fists on the table.

He smirked. "Oh?" Unalaq answered raising a brow. "Did she give you all the scintillating details?"

My jaw clenched at that. So it was true. He had… "I'll snap your neck for touching my little girl."

"Oh, we did more than just touch. She was so warm." He chuckled, shaking his head as if remembering something. "She grew up to be so beautiful."

I slammed my hands on the table, leaning forward. "You son of a-"

"Now, Tonraq, don't you want to hear the rest?" he asked. He was enjoying this. He was enjoying tormenting me of what he had done to my daughter while I had been away. "Don't you want to know how she called my name? She was twelve the first time, and she did put up a good fight, but you know how a good fight makes it all the more exciting for me."

I lunged forward, grabbing the collar of his shirt before the guards quickly grabbed me, restraining me as that monster laughed. I fought against their hold to no avail, wanting to strangle the bastard.

"You son of a bitch!" I yelled. "She's my daughter!"

"She was," he agreed as the guards came to take him. "But I made her mine."

I yelled at that, trying to get them off me as they took him away. I was going to kill him. I was going to snap his neck myself for what he did. Zuko came inside, asking to calm down and I lost it, covering my face with my hand as I let out a choked sob.

It was true. My little girl…

Korra's POV

Sometime during the end of the day Asami disappeared. At first I'd thought she was in Iroh's office, which was across from the conference room but when I checked I didn't see her. I frowned. That was odd. I started to ask the rest of the team but they were all claimed they hadn't seen her. I asked Hotch if he had and he let me know that she had asked for the rest of the day off. I frowned but said nothing and soon after we were dismissed. I walked over to the apartment, using the spare key and going inside to already find her there.

"Where'd you run off to?" I asked.

"We need to talk."

I raised a brow. "Okay." I sat down next to her. "What do you want to talk about?"

"Your mom called me today," she began. I straightened. "She told your dad what happened to you and he left the house-"

I stood at this. "He left?" I bristled. "He just walked out on her like that?"

She shook her head. "He's back now. But he just needed his space so he left and your mom called me."

"Wait, why did my mom call you?"

Asami sighed. "She thought you'd be mad, and she was right."

"He shouldn't have left her like that."

"You did," my best friend answered.

My brow furrowed. "This is different."

"Is it?" she questioned. I didn't answer and she let out a long sigh. "Korra, I think you need to go home. Especially now that your dad knows. You two need to talk."

"You're kicking me out?" I asked.

"You need to be home. Your mom is relapsing, are you really going to let that happen just because you don't want to talk to your dad?"

"That is none of your business."

"You are my business," she countered. "Now go home."

I nodded my head. "I'll grab my stuff," I answered, going to her room and grabbing the bag I had brought which had everything I needed. I always kept it packed.

"I'll know if you try going to a hotel," Asami said as I headed out. "I'll freeze your accounts and I already told Hotch not to let you sleep at headquarters. Go home."

"I'm not a little kid anymore, Asami!" I snapped, turning around. Who did she think she was?

"Then stop acting like it! Go home, be with your family. They need you."

I huffed as I opened the door and slammed it shut before heading over to my car. I threw the bag in the back seat and got inside. Maybe I wouldn't be able to able to sleep at headquarters but it didn't mean I couldn't hang out there.

Zuko's POV

After dropping Tonraq off at his home I went back to headquarters to see the youngest member of the team in her office, chin sitting on her hands as she looked at nothing in particular. I sighed. Looked like she was just like her father. Tonraq and I had been friends for a long time and I had never believed he would walk out on his family. He loved his wife and child too much, despite the schizophrenia. I could see how heartbroken he had been when he found out what Korra had endured all the years he was away. I took a deep breath before going over to her office, knocking on the door. She looked up at me and gestured for me to take a seat. I studied her for a moment before speaking.

"You know you're just like your father," I commented. She clenched her jaw. "Hardheaded, stubborn, a little arrogant but with a good heart."

"I'm guessing you're an old friend of his."

My lips twitched and nodded. "And clever," I added. "Never been able to beat him at chess. I assume he taught you how to play?"

"What do you want?" she asked. "You want me to give him a hug, pretend that he's dad of the year?"

"Your father was made a prisoner for seventeen years, against his will."

"He should have fought harder to get out."

"Tonraq deserves a chance. He loves you, you're his only daughter."

"Look, Rossi, I was twelve years old when that…animal took something from me that I can never get back," she began. "If he had fought harder, tried to get home, that wouldn't have happened."

"I'm sorry you had to go through that, Korra," I replied. I was. She had been so young…

She was quiet for a moment before she sighed, shaking her head. "I don't hate my father, Rossi. I care about him, I love him. But I'm not ready to welcome him back into my life yet."

"He knows what happened to you. He feels guilty." Korra lowered her gaze. She knew. "And that's why you're here. You don't want to go home."

"I don't know if I can walk through that door now that he knows."

"Korra, all I'm asking is don't take the possibility of forgiveness off the table," I said. "Tonraq is a good man, he loves you more than anything in this world. Talk to him."

She sighed. "Thanks for the advice."

"You know I'm always here if you need anything. Now go home."

"You have any idea how tired I am of hearing that," she muttered.

I smiled. "Then talk to Mako. He gave us specific orders to not let you hang out here."

The younger agent let out an annoyed sound. "Believe I will."

And I knew she would.

Mako's POV

I have to admit I was surprised to open my door to find Korra standing outside. I blinked before stepping back and asking her to come inside. Jennifer had gone out of town to visit her aunt who was sick and I had to take care of Jack. Not that it was a problem. I rented a two bedroom home for him to come and stay over whenever he wanted which wasn't often. I usually worked too much and after what happened with Hailey…I just thought it would be better that he'd live with his aunt. I asked the younger agent to come inside and Jack ran over to me, looking up at her.

"Jack, this is one of my team members, Korra," I introduced. "Korra, this is my son, Jack."

She blinked in surprise, looking down at him and back at me. I had to admit that he really didn't look much like me. He was light skinned, with dirty blonde hair and amber eyes. That's all he had of me. My eyes.

"It's nice to meet you, Jack," the agent replied with a smile.

Jack smiled before looking up at me. "She is pretty, Daddy."

Korra raised a brow and I cleared my throat awkwardly. I had to remember to stop showing Jack the pictures from our vacation days. "Kids," I answered simply.

She laughed, shaking her head and I invited her to come inside. Jack took her hand and led her to the couch before showing her his tablet and what he was playing. I asked him if he could go to his room while I talked to the agent and he nodded his head, telling her good night and running to his bedroom.

"He must keep you busy," Korra commented with a chuckle.

"Jack doesn't live with me," I answered.

"Oh, is he with his mom?"

I didn't answer right away, studying her. She didn't know. Asami hadn't told her about what happened two years ago. I took in a deep breath and leaned against my seat.

"Hailey and I were high school sweethearts," I began. "We got married after high school and a few years later she gave birth to Jack. I loved them both but you know what kind of job we had and she hated it so we divorced. Not long after I was confronted with a serial killer that wanted to push me into early retirement so that he'd stop killing like he'd done with a Chief of Police before but my ego got in the way and I refused."

Korra nodded her head, listening.

"He broke into my apartment one night and inflicted the same stab wounds he had, non lethal ones, so I would have the same scars he did. He threatened my family and they were put in protective custody with the marshals," I continued. "George Foyet, the serial killer he found them and I was already on my way back to our old home, where I knew he'd take her." I paused for a moment. "He killed her. Would have killed Jack too if not for our special game."

"I'm so sorry," she whispered.

"It's been two years. After that I thought it would be best if Jack stayed with his aunt."

Korra looked disappointed, looking over toward Jack's room. "He needs his dad, Mako," she replied. "I'm telling you from experience that he needs to be with you. Not his aunt. You're the only parent he has left."

"He's in danger when he's with me."

"No he's not. I mean, is the Foyet guy still out and about?" I shook my head. I made sure of that. Killed him with my bare hands. "Then who is he in danger from? He needs his dad."

"You do too," I replied. "You need to be with your father. He loves you."

She sighed. "I'm angry."

"I know. But you should at least give him a chance."

"I guess you're going to tell me to go home too."

I shrugged. "Asami made me kick you out of headquarters."

Korra tilted her head at that before shaking her head. "Guess I need to stop running away and just get over it." I nodded and got up after her, opening the door. "Mako?"

"Hmmm?"

"Thanks for listening to me and…think about what I told you. About Jack. He needs you."

I took in a deep breath and nodded. Closing the door behind me. I went over to my son's room, seeing that he was ready for me to read him his bed time story. I smiled at that and sat on the bed with him, tucking him in.

"Hey Buddy," I began. "How would you like to stay here every night?"

His eyes light up at that. "I want to stay here with you, daddy."

I smiled at that and kissed the top of his head. I would take to Jennifer when she got back.

Korra's POV

After our last conversation my dad and I hadn't spoken. I mean I understood he wanted to start over, but I couldn't. He should have fought harder to get out. He should have done everything possible to free himself from that situation. But he didn't. However, after Asami practically kicked me out and talking to Hotch I decided to give him a chance. It wasn't like I had much of a choice. My best friend warned me that if I tried checking into a hotel she'd freeze all my bank accounts.

I didn't want to go home. My mom had told Asami earlier that she was going to tell my dad what happened to met. I hated that people knew about the abuse, about how weak I had been. I mentally prepared myself as I walked in the apartment to find him reading his newspaper with mom next to him, reading a book. There was a flicker of something in his eyes before he immediately stood from his spot and strode into his room. My mother watched him go with such pain in her eyes, and I felt that familiar guilt overwhelm me.

"Momma…"

"This needs to stop," she said, looking back at me, some determination in her gaze. "I want my family together. I want you to come home."

"I know," I replied quietly. "I'll talk to him." My mother's eyes lit up with such strong hope and I smiled slightly. "I'll try, for you."

Her eyes watered and she hugged me tightly before calling Naga as she went to the room her and Dad shared. My father came out shortly after and I lowered my gaze. He knew. Now he knew why I was so reluctant to talk to him, why I was angry at him. Because his…brother had abused me. Taken almost everything from me. He was the reason why I couldn't be normal, why I couldn't have a boyfriend. And a part of me blamed my dad. If he had been here…

"Asami told me you left Mom alone."

He nodded. "She told me…what happened when I was gone and I…I just had to get some fresh air."

"You do not leave my mom like that," I told him. "Do you have any idea how scared she was? She thought you had walked out, again."

"I didn't walk out on you," my dad said, his voice rising. He was tired of having the same conversation with me. "I would never leave my family."

"As you've demonstrated so nicely."

"I'm sorry, Korra," he finally said. "I'm sorry."

I knew what he was apologizing for. He was saying he was sorry for the hell I had gone through, for the nightmare I endured every night. It didn't matter that that animal was locked up. I still had the memories, the nightmares, that wouldn't go away. That wouldn't give me peace.

"Yeah, we'll I'm sorry too," I replied. "Doesn't change the fact that it happened, does it? That if you would have been here things would have been different."

"I know, and I hate myself for not protecting my little girl. That I failed to protect my child, who was supposed to be able to rely on me from the moment she was placed in my arms." He shook his head. "I failed."

"You should have fought harder!" I yelled. "You should have tried to get out!"

"I did the best I could and it may seem like it wasn't enough," he told me gently. "But I tried."

I shook my head. No. He didn't try hard enough. He should done better.

"If you would have fought harder…If you would have tried to get out…If you…if I…"

And the silence that enveloped us came with its own clarity.

I... I had never been angry at him... I was angry at myself. I looked up at him as tears began to fall and I saw the look of understanding in his eyes. He knew. This entire time he'd known I was referring to myself…He knew yet…he took it. He let me yell at him.

My dad slowly approached me, his arms wrapping around me and I threw myself at him, my face buried against his shoulder as I gripped his shirt tightly. I had missed him so much. I missed the warmth he gave me, the security that nothing could happen to me. He was my dad and I missed him.

I felt an extra set of arms wrap around me, my mother's, and for the first time in forever, it felt like a real family.

Asami's POV

I had to admit that today had been interesting. Iroh and I had gone on another date after I told Korra she had to go home and talk to her father. I was done watching her parents suffer and figured that three weeks was enough time to get her thoughts together. I did feel a little guilty about giving her the boot like that but it needed to happen. Iroh had picked me up a while after and I kept my phone on in case she called or she tried checking in a hotel. But when I was with the other tech analyst…I admit, I forgot about the rest of the world for a bit.

He took me to his apartment and as soon as we were inside my lips were on his and we blindly stumbled into his bedroom, stripping on our way. I couldn't help but smile as I looked up at him, his hands wrapped around me and my face nuzzled against his chest, my finger tracing his biceps. His body was simply amazing, lined abdominal muscles and strong arms, not to mention a few other pleasant surprises.

Iroh stole a kiss, grinning before reaching for his phone, checking the time and doing who knows what on it. I sighed and appreciated the peace we had. I really did not want to go to work. There were a few other things we could do if we took the day off...

"I need to shower," he announced. I sighed and pulled away, pulling the sheets up as I reached for a t-shirt. He smiled at me and caressed my cheek. "You could join me, you know?"

"Then we'd never get to work," I replied with a smile on my own. "Not that it isn't tempting."

He laughed at that, grabbing his towel and I took a quick look before shaking my head. "Breakfast is on his way," he called as I heard him turn on the shower.

I smiled and lay in bed, checking my phone to see no messages from Korra or any activity on her credit card. I raised a brow. Would she sleep in her car? I heard a knock on the door and walked over, figuring it was the breakfast Iroh had ordered. I opened the door, freezing instantly.

"Iroh, I-" Rossi began before noticing it was me. His eyes narrowed and I gulped. I was in deep shit.

"Sir, I-"

"Hey, you can still jump in...with...me…" Iroh trailed off as he walked out of the shower, towel around his waist. "Grandpa, I can explain."

Rossi's jaw clenched, hands turning to fists before he turned around and left. I looked over at Iroh. We were both in deep shit.

Korra's POV

After the conversation with my dad...I felt better. I had missed having all of us together so much, and I was so irritated with myself for my cowardice, stubbornness. I'd been told I got that last part from my father. No more wasted time.

Soon after I had gone to bed, my mom sitting on the bed as she ran her hand through my hair, coaxing me into sleep. Naga licked my face and I laughed, petting her head as I fell into a deep slumber. The next morning I woke up to the sound of my mom calling me and I sat up. Zombie-like, I dragged myself out of bed and got around before heading into the kitchen. I ate quietly at the table, making small talk with my dad. He knew it was going to take time for me to get used to him but he seemed to be determined to make the transition as smooth as possible.

Mom packed my usual lunch bag and I was out the door an hour before my shift started. I arrived at headquarters and Hotch gave me a stack of files, asking me to choose one for our next case. I nodded my head, putting my lunch away before grabbing a cup of coffee and heading to my office, closing the door so I wouldn't be disturbed. I was going through the second file when I someone barged in and shut the door. I sighed, not looking up from my work.

"I think I might be in big trouble." So Asami was the one that had decided to intrude on my space. Of course.

"Come right on in," I muttered. Did she not see the stack of files on my desk? Or was the closed door too subtle?

"I can't believe he showed up at his apartment so early!" she continued as she paced, those ridiculous heels thudding on the carpet. "I mean he deserves some privacy!"

"Is not like I'm busy," I replied, my eyes still on the file, raising my voice so that she could hear me. The words didn't register and I started to get irritated. I didn't want to deal with her right now. She had kicked me out last night. "I'm busy, Asami," I finally said, my tone implying that I meant business.

"So you don't want to hear how Agent Rossi showed up at Iroh's apartment when I answered the door in just a t-shirt?"

Well, when she put it like that. "Have a seat." She did. "Explain."

"Okay, so last night Iroh and I went on our I don't know, tenth date," she began. "And he took me to his apartment and you know we're both grown adults that have needs and one thing led to another." I raised a brow. "Basically we had sex and today he said he had ordered breakfast before he got in the shower and I was going to join him but I wanted the food to get there first, then there was a knock on the door and I thought that was the food so I opened it and it was…Rossi." She bit her lip. "And he looked pissed."

I said nothing for a moment, watching as Asami wrung her hands together, looking desparate as she waited for my response.

"Say something!"

I burst out laughing, leaning back against the chair. Asami told me to knock it off but that just made me laugh harder. This was priceless! My cheeks were starting to hurt and tears were forming in the corner of my eyes.

"It's not funny! We could get fired!"

"I'm sorry," I said between laughs, trying to compose myself. "But that is by far the funniest thing that I have ever heard."

"Rossi is pissed at us! How is that funny?"

"It's actually very amusing. Can't wait for today's debriefing."

"Korra!"

"So he actually caught you both half naked?"

She nodded and I started up again. Asami hit my shoulder repeatedly, growling. This was just too much. I finally managed to get myself under control and Asami buried her face in her hands.

"Korra. I'm being serious. I need your help."

I covered my mouth, snickering. "With what?"

"We're not supposed to date fellow Bureau employees," Asami hissed.

"Well Rossi was the one that implemented those rules after wife number one refused to work with him," I began. "So at this point I think you're both pretty much screwed."

"You aren't helping!" she snapped, looking back up at me.

I sighed. "Okay, I'll talk to him." My best friend sighed in relief. "As soon as I can keep it together."

Asami growled again, throwing the folders at me. Come on, how was I not supposed to laugh at this?

Zuko's POV

I'll admit, running into Asami at my nephew's apartment wasn't surprising, but her state of dress certainly was. The look on the Sato tech's face could only be that of surprise and fear. Then to make matters worse, my nephew came out of the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist inviting her to join him. I'm not going to deny that I was a little upset about their behavior but my grandson, as he had pointed out, was almost thirty years old and still hadn't settled down. But there was no way I would make it easy for him. I wanted to have some fun with this.

So I pretended to leave in a huff and went straight to the headquarters. Later I noticed Asami dash into our youngest agent's office, and I watched as she paced and gestured wildly, clearing in a panic. I laughed, enjoying the effect my little charade was having on the normally collected tech.

A while later, I heard a knock on my door and I grabbed a case file, pretending to be busy before asking whoever it was to come inside. I was surprised to see Agent Morgan come inside, clearing her throat as a smile threatened to appear. My guess was that she found the whole situation as amusing as I did. I set the folder down and asked how I could help her.

"Asami told me about today's incident," she began trying to hide a smile that threatened to emerge. "And I was here to ask that you don't file a fraternization complaint."

"And why would I do that?" I asked.

"Look, I know it's against the rules but they really like each other and Spirits know they are meant for one another."

I smiled and shook my head. Korra tilted her head to the side before raising a brow. "Wait…you're enjoying them freaking out, aren't you?"

"I didn't say that."

"I can see it!" she cried as she laughed. "Well at least I know someone else on this team has a sense of humor." I couldn't help but chuckle at that. "So how long are you going to let them think you want them both fired?"

"A little longer," I admitted. "It will teach them to keep it under the radar."

"Do you know Asami? They are not going to keep in on the down-low."

I sighed. "True."

"So I'm just going to back into my office and tell her that they're screwed," Korra replied as she stood. "I'll see you later, Rossi."

"Korra?" I called.

"Hmmm?"

"How are things at home?"

She smiled. "They're good."

I couldn't help but smile at that. It was a good day indeed.

Iroh's POV

I was so screwed. Asami and I were both so screwed. My grandpa had caught us fraternizing in my apartment. To make things worse, it was him who had put those rules in place after his first wife almost got him killed on one of his missions because she refused to back him up. I mean I really didn't get what the point for the rules was. He married three times for the love of the Spirits! And they were all from other governments, yes, but still. Same field.

After he left, Asami grabbed her stuff and I could only guess went home to shower or did it at headquarters. I got dressed and got there to see my grandfather's office was closed. Oh oh. That was not a good sign. Korra emerged from his office and I smiled at her nervously before shaking her head and pretending to cut her throat with a finger. I gulped. It really was that bad.

I went to my office, passing Asami's and seeing her work on something. Despite the situation I couldn't help but smile. She was just so…beautiful. I looked around before going inside, wrapping an arm around her before she slapped it away, giving me a pointed look.

"What are you doing in here?" she hissed.

"I just thought I'd tell you how beautiful you were," I answered with a shrug. "Can't I come over?"

I made a move to kiss her but she placed a finger over my lips, before pushing me away. "Are you insane?!"

"What?"

"You want to kiss me after what happened this morning?" Asami answered exasperated. "We're going to get fired!"

"Well it was after work hours…"

"Iroh!"

"Look, I'll talk to him," I said. "Tell him that you're my girlfriend and we're going to be spending time together."

She smiled a little at that. "Girlfriend?"

I grinned and nodded. Asami stood from her seat and placed a hand over my chest. "Iroh, if you get within a hundred feet of Agent Rossi, I will unleash an unrecoverable virus onto your personal computer system that will reduce your electronic world into something between a Commodore 64, and a block of government cheese."

My jaw dropped. Was she serious? She winked at me before closing the door and I sighed before straightening myself. I was going to talk to my grandpa and he was going to understand that I wanted to be with Asami.

I went over to his office and knocked on the door before opening it. He made a noise when he saw me, putting the folder down.

"Grandpa, I need to talk to you."

Spirits, help me.

Senna's POV

A whole week had passed since my little girl came back home. It was still difficult for her to interact with her father but things were getting better. That night they finally talked she had held him so tightly, as if afraid he'd disappear. My husband had loved Korra since before she was even born. I could see the excitement in his eyes when I told him I was pregnant and he'd talk to her and rub my belly and Korra would kick. Then she had been born and the two were inseparable. Those had been such simple times.

She had just arrived home and we were having dinner, talking about how her day had been. Unlike usual, today they had just caught up on paperwork that had been stacking up and she had even come home during lunch since Asami had gone out to eat with her boyfriend and coworker, Iroh. Tonraq was more engaged in the conversation than I was, having been a former agent himself. He wanted to go back to work but not be out in the field, have a job that will get him home early for me.

After dinner, Korra helped me do the dishes and we watched some T.V. as she tried showing Naga some tricks. The no longer small puppy would do what she said but would want a treat or to be petted or she wouldn't do it again. After a while she decided to call it a night and I grabbed my storybook and told her we'd meet her at her room. Once my husband and I changed we went to her room to find her laying down, Naga at her feet. I leaned against the headboard and Tonraq sat on the edge, our daughter's legs on his lap as I read out loud to them both.

I was just starting the second story when I noticed Korra's breathing had slowed and her eyes had shut. I smiled at that and closed the book, running my hand through her hair. Her lips twitched and I chuckled leaning down to kiss her forehead. Tonraq gently slipped her legs off his lap, covering her up before giving her temple a soft kiss. I turned off the light and we stood at the door for a moment, his arm wrapped around me as we watched our daughter sleep. I looked up at him and he smiled, kissing the top of my head.

This was my family.

"A mother's arms are made of tenderness, and children sleep soundly in them." Victor Hugo.