"Evil brings men together." Aristotle

Bolin's POV

I couldn't believe this.

Ever since Agent Morgan had miraculously come back from the dead I had been pushed aside. I wasn't necessarily upset with her, I mean from what I'd overheard, she had gone through a lot. Not to mention she hardly been able to walk when she'd first came back. My brother, unsurprisingly, had everything to do with her faked death and though at first she was as irritated with him, she soon forgave him and I noticed them spending a lot of time together. I knew my position on the team had been temporary but I couldn't help but feel frustrated and angry when I received the letter to return back to Zaofu by mail.

"What the hell is your problem?" I growled as I walked in to Hotch's office.

He didn't even flinch at my tone, continuing to sign off on paperwork. "I made it very clear that you being here was only temporary. Why are you upset?"

"Why am I upset?" I snapped, throwing the letter at him.

Mako took a deep breath before looking up at me, clasping his hands underneath his chin. He didn't look the least bit sorry or even interested in the subject. This just managed to piss me off even more.

"I get it, Bo," he replied. "You're upset that you don't get to stay here in the B.A.U. but you're young. Mature more and then we'll talk."

"I am mature! You just don't see it because you've always thought you were better than me!"

"That's not true. And throwing this little tantrum is not helping your cause."

"You're not Dad," I replied and he stood.

Mako and I had lost our parents at a young age and he had tried filling that hole but he wasn't Dad. He couldn't tell me what to do, what was best for me. Only I could.

"Then why are you here?"

I scoffed, shaking my head. "That's a very good question," I answered before grabbing the letter and walking out of his office.

"Bolin, if you would just-"

"Don't profile me, Mako!"

He didn't say anything as I walked out of headquarters. Mako just couldn't see how far I had come. He was always seeing me as a little kid but I wasn't a kid anymore. I was a grown man that could be just as good as him if he would give me a chance. I sighed as I folded the letter and put it in my back pocket, walking past a bar. I stopped and looked at the door.

I shouldn't. I knew what would happen but I was just so angry, so disappointed…Next thing I knew I was inside taking my first drink.

Cheers to me.

Tonraq's POV

I knock on the door, twice, before stepping inside, not at all surprised at what I find. My daughter is lying on her stomach, head turned away from the window. I chuckle as I step further into the room, sitting down on the bed, noticing the picture on the nightstand. It is her and Mako at the fair last night. She is taller in the picture than him, their heads peaking through the hole in the wooden landscape. I smile when I notice the happiness in her eyes. They have been dating for almost four months now, and I've never seen her happier.

I rubbed gentle circles on her back, causing her to shift, rubbing her eyes tiredly before he gaze settles on me. She smiles and I can't help but do the same.

"Good morning."

"The morning is evil," she said as she tried to smother a yawn.

I chuckle at that. Before she had no problem getting up early on the weekends to work out or to have therapy, but ever since we've come back she'd been sleeping in, which was good.

"Your mother is making breakfast," I told her. Korra sighed before looking at the picture I'd been studying a second ago, a small smile tugging against her lips. "Had fun last night?" I asked.

"I did," she answered with a smile. "Even got a stuffed toy."

I nod my head, looking over at the plush. "I'm glad you're happy."

She nods her head, asking what's for breakfast. I tell her it's her favorite and she says she'll be out in a minute. I'm almost at the door when I hear her call me.

"Dad?"

"Hmmm?"

"You think...you think I'll ever be normal?" She asks quietly.

I walk over to her, sitting down on the bed next to her again, her blue eyes watching me intently. "Sweetie, there's nothing wrong with you."

"You know what I mean."

I sigh before nodding. "I think you've given yourself a second chance," I began. "And life will you give you one as well."

Korra sits up and hugs me tightly and I do the same, kissing the top of her head. My daughter's life hadn't been easy but now that she was trying to work things out, I figured life owed her that second chance at happiness.

Eska's POV

I have to admit that when the secretary told me that my cousin wanted to see me, I was caught off guard. Korra was dead. I asked the blonde woman who the person's name was and she said Korra Morgan. It wasn't possible. My personal secretary saw the confusion and disbelief and mentioned that my cousin said I might react that way, but to think back to when she was fourteen. I was up and out the door in a moment.

My breathing hitched when I saw her. It was Korra. It was my cousin. She was alive. I started toward her and she took a step back when I tried to hug her and I flinched as I lowered my arms. Even if she was back she hadn't forgiven me.

"How...when...how?" I didn't even know what to say, what to ask.

"It's a long story," my younger cousin answered. "Can we go somewhere?"

I nodded my head, leading to the back of the Northern Tribe Counsel Center where there was a patio. As we walked she explained what had happened. That her identity had been need to know, and that she had actually been back for a couple of months, finishing her recovery.

"Mako told me they found Asami and me because of you," she began when we reached the fountain. "Is it true?"

I lowered my gaze and nodded my head. "Desna and I discovered it when we were kids by accident. I figured he'd take you somewhere where no one could find him."

My younger cousin studied me for a moment and I took a moment to do the same. She was an adult know, but there were some hints of her teenage features. It had been so long since she had been just a kid...

"Why did you help?" Korra finally asked. "Was it just to get me to forgive you? So you'd stop feeling guilty?"

"I...I did it because it was the right thing to do," I whispered. "And because you've suffered more than you should've. And yes, because I at least wanted to say I tried to earn your forgiveness."

Korra didn't answer for a moment, crossing her arms over her chest before letting out a sigh. "Thank you," she finally said quietly. "For saving Asami and I. It's because of you that I'm alive."

"Can you ever forgive me?" I asked, feeling my eyes tear up.

"You could have said something," my cousin began. "You could have told someone but...you were scared too. I mean...he's your dad. No matter how much of a monster he was to me, that doesn't change. The fear he installed in all of us didn't help." She took a deep breath. "But I...I forgive you."

A tear escaped to freedom, followed by another and another. Finally a weight had been lifted from my chest. "Can I hug you?" I asked.

Korra shook her head. "I'm not ready. Not yet." She paused, looking up at me. "We're cousins and I got a second chance at life, which is why I'm giving you yours. Maybe...maybe we can talk some time."

I smiled and nodded my head, wiping away the tears. "I'd like that."

"I'll let you get back to your job. I have to meet Asami," she said. "Your dad is out there. If you see him..."

"I won't hesitate to turn him in," I assured. "Thank you, Korra."

She nodded her head before leaving and I couldn't help but smile. I would finally get a chance to interact with my cousin. It was the one thing I always wanted.

Asami's POV

I smiled as I watched Korra get out of the car and wave at me as I sat outside the ice cream parlor. Today I had gone to do a little shopping for my soon to be born, baby boy. A few months ago we had finally found out the sex of the baby and I could see the happiness in Iroh's eyes when he received the confirmation that we were having a boy. I couldn't be happier myself, all I wanted was to have a family and though I knew I already did with my boyfriend and Korra, I wanted a child.

I called the younger woman over, seeing how she really had changed while she had been away. She had filled in, didn't look as tired and she seemed to be really...happy. And I was glad.

I felt the baby kick and I smiled, rubbing the spot. It would only be a month more before I got to hold him in my arms and I couldn't wait. "What took you so long?" I teased as she sat down.

"Sorry," Korra apologized. "I went to go see Eska. We, uh, we sort of patched things up."

I smiled at that putting a hand over hers. "That's great. I'm so proud of you."

I was. I didn't blame her cousins as much as she did. I mean he was their dad. But Korra had given Eska, and by extension Desna, a second chance, and I was happy for her.

"I went into Hotch's office today and you wouldn't believe what I found," I began. She tensed at that, looking up at me. Odd. "I found out you were dating a woman." Korra sighed, seemingly in relief, shaking her head. "So, do I have to worry about you having a crush on me now?"

"Nah, Naga is much cuter."

"Now that's just rude." Korra laughed, taking a spoonful of my ice cream as I sighed. "He's kicking a lot today."

"In the third trimester there's an average of thirty fetal movements per hour," Korra began. "Babies kick to explore movement and strengthen muscle."

I scoffed. "Have you ever actually felt a baby kick?" I asked before placing her hand against my swollen belly, just where he was going at it.

Her brow furrowed, looking up at me. I realized she had never asked to feel the baby kick before like everyone else did though I could see her staring at times. Sure she knew facts but she never actually had any experience in the topic.

"That's...weird," she said after a moment looking up at me. "Doesn't that freak you out?"

I shook my head. "No. Does it freak you out?"

She pulled her hand away, still starring at my bump. "Kind of."

I laughed. I couldn't wait to see why she'd do when he was actually born.

Mako's POV

Korra and I had been dating for a little over four months. We had gone to the movies tonight and I could see she enjoyed herself, telling me her favorite parts as we walked out, holding hands. Just over a month ago we had visited the museum and it was during the middle of our visit that she took my hand to lead me to another exhibit and didn't let go afterwards. We had been making a lot of progress. She was talkative and she'd even started to come over to my place and interact with Jack, who seemed to be very fond of her.

Despite the time we had been dating, Korra didn't want to tell the team yet. I understood this, knowing she wanted to make sure we were going to work out before everyone knew we were an item. But considering how things were going, I couldn't think of a reason why we wouldn't. Her parents were happy to have me over and she seemed to enjoy our time together.

"So, Jack has been asking for you," I commented as I opened the door for her.

"It's been a while since I've gone to visit, hasn't it?" Korra replied as I got inside the car.

"He has a game tomorrow. I figured you could come, and we can have a picnic afterwards."

"How early in the morning is his game?"

I chuckled, giving her hand a squeeze as I parked in front of her apartment building, telling her the time. She sighed but answered she'd make it and take Naga with her since she knew my son liked pets. I walked around the car, opening the door and going upstairs with her, stopping outside the door.

"Did you have a good time?" I asked as she looked up at me.

Korra smiled and nodded. "It was a good movie," she replied. "I'd tell you to come inside for a bit but it's getting late and you have to get Jack."

I nodded my head. "Good night, Korra."

I turned to leave when she gave me a quick peck on the cheek. I blinked, causing her to laugh as she opened her apartment door.

"Good night, Mako."

Indeed.

Korra's POV

I couldn't help but smile as I entered my home, closing and leaning against the door. For the first time in a long while I was giving dating a chance and until now, I didn't regret the decision. Mako was very patient with me, letting me lead, and going as slow as possible to not make me uncomfortable. I could remember that Howl had been the opposite. Always wanting to make body contact, wrapping an arm around my waist, holding my hand and giving the back kisses. I knew that he didn't mean any harm but he was the first man I had willingly started a relationship with and it felt all too rushed. Hotch was different and he made me happy.

I saw the light in my parents room turn on and I shook my head, smile still intact, knowing mom was going to ask how it had gone. I stepped to go into my room, when I heard something sort of crunch. I frowned, bending down to pick up the object. My blood ran cold as I recognized the photograph, feeling myself hyperventilate. I leaned against the wall, sliding down as I began to wheeze. My parents came out of their room, my mom right away noticing how labored my breathing was and telling my dad to get my inhaler as she tried to calm me.

I gave my inhaler two puffs before giving another go, closing my eyes to calm me down as my mom held me against her. He knew where I lived.

"Korra, what's wrong?" Dad asked.

I looked at the picture in my hand and he gently took it from my grasp, his jaw clenching. It was me, when I was ten after Unalaq had beaten me. I remembered that day along with all the other ones. We were in vacation and had gone to the Northern Tribe. During the school year, Unalaq was careful to not leave visible marks but during the holidays and vacation...everything was fair game.

I was leaning against the wall, my left eye swollen, lip busted, and bruises around my shoulders. I was wearing a blue muscle shirt, and dark blue pajamas. He would always take a picture after tormenting me though I tried stopping him a few times only for him to continue his assault.

"He's never going to leave me alone," I whispered.

"It's okay, baby, just relax," Mom soothed me, kissing my temple.

"I'm going to call Mako."

"No," I told my father. "Tell Bei Fong or Rossi, not him. Please."

I didn't want him to know, not now. I was happy, we were happy and I didn't want to ruin it. I wasn't going to let Unalaq ruin what I had. My dad nodded his head, picking up the phone to make a phone call.

The nightmare wasn't over yet.

Unalaq's POV

I waited as my new business partner got ready, looking at my own special stash. Korra was quite the beautiful sight, bruises or not, and she only continued to get more beautiful as she grew. I always took pictures of her when I was finished, and there wasn't anything she could do, seeing as she was barely able to move after I was through with her. I sighed as I leaned against my seat. Our time had been cut too short. But that was about to change.

The young woman had stupidly screwed up a few months ago as I had known she would. I had been keeping tabs on the Sato woman's phone, waiting for any phone calls outside the city and soon enough my patience was rewarded. Once I found her I took the liberty of letting the supervisor agent known, rubbing in how he had failed. Now apparently they were an item. But not for long.

Finally he emerged and I raised a brow before handing him the phone he'd asked for. He made a phone call and cleaned his glasses as we waited. I had risked a lot to break him out and I wanted to make sure out partnership would benefit the both of us.

"So we have an understanding?" I asked.

He didn't answer for a moment, holding out his glasses, making sure they were clean before putting them on. "Of course."

I nodded my head, tilting to the side. "You look like a man with an agenda," I began. "What's first on that list?"

His lips twitched. "I have to pay my daughter a visit."

Korra's POV

It's dark and cold. I'm scared. The dark had always scared me, not with its presence alone, but with what usually hid in it. It was when the light faded out that he came into my room. I took out my inhaler, giving it two puffs as I continued down the stairs, reaching for the light switch. It fluttered a little before the dim light illuminated the center of the room. I recognize the room: it was the basement of Unalaq's house. I remember he used to tell us not to go in here, that bad things would happen.

I hear a whimper and I reach for my flashlight. It's a girl, a preteen, her face hidden behind her legs. I approach her, placing a hand on her shoulder and she falls to the side her eyes glazed over, looking right at me. Dead, accusing eyes, asking why I didn't save her. I feel something warm against my stomach through my shirt and look down to see it covered with blood. I panic, trying to clean it off me but it only seems to get worse.

"Korra, wake up!"

I sit up, panting, looking around frantically before I close my eyes, my breathing evening out. Asami places a hand on my shoulder and I take deep breaths. It had been a dream. Just a dream.

"I'm okay," I whispered.

"You were yelling," she said, concern in her eyes. "What happened?"

I rub my face tiredly before shaking my head. "I was in Unalaq's basement. There was blood everywhere..."

"It was just a dream."

I shook my head. "No," I countered. There was something about the dream, a familiarity. "It's almost like...a memory."

Asami winced, sucking in a sharp breath and rubbing her belly. I frowned, titling my head to the side. What was... The phone rang and I answered, greeting Hotch and telling him he was on speaker.

"Korra, I'm sending a patrol car to Asami's house."

My hand instinctively went to the gun on the nightstand. "Hotch, what's going on?"

He didn't reply right away. "Hiroshi Doyle broke out of prison," Mako answered.

I looked up at Asami, a flicker of fear on her face. She bit her lip, her eyes closing as she took a deep breath, rubbing her torso. My eyes widened in realization.

"Asami, you're going into labor."

"What?!" I heard Iroh through the phone.

She shook her head quickly. "I'm not due for another three weeks."

"That's not what the baby says," I answered, grabbing my car keys. "Hotch, how far out are you?"

"About an hour away, we'll be there as soon as we can."

"Hurry up! My kid's gonna be born!"

I chuckled before helping Asami into the car, grabbing the suitcase sh'd packed for when she finally did go into labor. Looks like I was finally going to be able to meet my nephew.

Asami's POV

After five hours of labor I was finally able to hold my baby in my arms. I couldn't help but smile as I watched his lips purse as he slept, his little hand peeking out of the blue blanket. I moved his little cap back, seeing that he already had a few strands of black hair. I gave his forehead a kiss and he squeaked, his head moving side to side before stilling. Iroh had made it in time to see him be born and I could see the happiness in his eyes when he held our son. Our Henry.

Currently he had gone to get Korra, who had disappeared after he arrived, having been with me while the contractions hit until my baby's father arrived. I heard a knock on the door and looked up to see my best friend, hesitant to come inside.

"How is it that I went through five hours of labor and you're the one that looks like crap?" I lightly joked.

She said nothing to that, her gaze and attention fully on the little bundle in my arms.

"Do you want to hold him?"

Korra's eyes widened as she looked up at me and she held her hands up. "I'm, uh, not sure that's a good idea."

"Korra."

She was nervous, looking at my baby boy like she was afraid she'd drop him or something. Slowly she held her arms out, and I carefully maneuvered Henry into her shaking hold.

"Support the head," I reminded her.

She nodded, cradling him delicately. It was odd. Korra never did anything delicately.

"Hey, uh, Henry. I'm a...well I guess I'm your Aunt Korra." The words made me smile. She bit her lip, glancing up at me. "He's so small."

"They usually are."

Korra said nothing, tracing Henry cheek with her finger. "I was wrong. He's not adorable. He's absolutely beautiful, 'Sami."

I smiled and soon the rest of the team came in to congratulate me and see the baby. Rossi was as happy, having lived to see his great grandchild. Lin simply took a look at Henry and stated she wouldn't be babysitting but to bring him around once in a while. Mako went to Korra, looking down at my son and I saw him smile as he cooed at Henry over Korra's shoulder.

Finally only the four of us were left and Iroh sat next to me, giving my temple a kiss before asking for Hotch and Korra's attention. I sighed irritably, knowing what was coming.

"Asami and I wanted you two to be Henry's godparents," he said with a smile.

Korra blinked and looked over at me, causing me to smile. "If anything happens to Iroh and I it will be your job to make sure Henry becomes the next tech prodigy of the B.A.U."

My best friend smiled and looked over at Mako before her attention went back to Henry. I sighed and leaned back against my boyfriend. What a day.

Senna's POV

I couldn't help but smile as I held Henry. Asami had brought him over after she was discharged and I found myself falling in love with him. However, when she asked if I could take care of him while she worked I was both ecstatic and surprised. Why would she want someone like me to take care of her most precious gift? But she told me that since I was doing so well she wanted someone with prior experience to take care of Henry and I quickly agreed. She was, after all, the second daughter I never had.

I put him down on the bed in the spare room, looking up to see my daughter staring at the infant. Once I made sure he wouldn't fall off the bed I followed my husband and the couple, who were trying to agree on what furniture they'd buy to bring here. I glanced back when I heard Henry fuss and watched as Korra panicked a little before lifting him up and gently rocked him in her arms.

Tonraq wrapped an arm around me as we watched our daughter interact with the infant. I sighed as I shared a look with my husband. We wanted a grandchild of our own so bad...but I didn't think our daughter was interested in the subject, understandably. And that brought a pang to my heart. Yet another thing Unalaq had tainted.

Asami's POV

Henry was driving me insane. I mean, he was really good for the most part but sometimes he really did wear me out, test my patience. Korra had taken the day off to go with her mom to see Tenzin for an activity he was having. She had texted me not long ago that the event had finished and asked if she could see her nephew. I immediately replied that she could. I could use an extra set of hands.

I rocked him in my arms, trying to get him to sleep with little success. The house wasn't a mess per se but I was what Korra called a 'neat freak' and I hadn't had time to do much since Henry was born. I heard a knock on the door and turned to find her there and I immediately handed my three month old son to her. She took him carefully in her arms and cooed at him as his cries began to lower. I couldn't help but smile. She really did love her nephew.

"I need to clean the house," I told her as Henry continued to wail. "His bottle is on the table next to the diaper bag."

Korra didn't answer, just nodded as she rocked my son in her arms, smiling as she did. I sighed and decided to get to work, starting with the back of the house.

I had just finished an hour and a half later I realized that the house was silent. I frowned before walking back into living room. What greeted may have been the most adorable sight I had ever seen.

Korra was lying on the couch sound asleep, and she wasn't the only one. Laying on her chest was Henry, his mouth opened in a small 'o' his tiny fist clenching the detective's shirt. One of Korra's arms was holding him to her person, protective and on guard even while unconscious.

Needless to say, I got a few pictures.

"If I got rid of my demons, I'd lose my angels."- Tennessee Williams