"Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do... but how much love we put in that action. -Mother Teresa"

Senna's POV

I couldn't help but sigh in contentment as I lay my head against my husband's bare shoulder. His arms were wrapped around me and every so often he'd give me a kiss. I smiled and nuzzled my head against him, wrapping my arms around him. It had been so long since we had been able to spend a night together. When he got back we had Korra not wanting to see him and then when she finally was here there was the guilt of what happened to her. After that she had been injured at the hands of that monster and we spent three months waiting for her to wake up and the other three helping getting her back on her feet.

But now, a year later, she was finally giving dating a shot and when Tonraq and I found ourselves alone…we decided that after nearly twenty years we had a lot to catch up on. So for the past couple of hours we had been in bed, re-exploring each other's body and just making up for so much lost time. I was content lying in his arms and it felt just like the very first time. I traced patterns on his bare chest as I thought about how much I loved him. As if he knew what I was thinking his hand cupped my cheek and he turned to face me, giving me a deep kiss. I smiled against his lips. We did still have an hour or so…

"What are you thinking about?" he asked with a smile.

"How glad I am that you're back," I answered with a smile of my own.

He grinned and gave me another kiss, raising the sheets to get closer to me. "Oh yeah? What are you really thinking about?"

I couldn't help but laugh at that, the sound odd in my ears. It was as if I were a young girl all over again. I placed a hand over his chest as I deepened the kiss.

"That eighteen years has been too long," I replied.

The door opened unexpectedly and we both looked up to find Korra, mouth open and her supervisor next to her. My husband growled softly and I pulled up the sheets covering my chest before doing the same to Tonraq. Mako lowered his gaze, rubbing the back of his neck while our daughter still stared at us in disbelief.

"Korra, I'm just going to, uh, wait for you in the, uh, living room," he managed before turning around to leave.

Our daughter covered her eyes and I had to fight back a chuckle at that. "I thought you were going to be back later," my husband said.

"You guys…we…I…" Korra tried, fumbling with her words. I placed a hand over my face, trying to hide the smile. "You could have text or called or put a sign on the freaking door." She let out a sigh, still covering her eyes. "I mean, really?!"

"You should learn how to knock."

"Dad!"

"Your mother and I are grown adults," Tonraq answered. "And, well, we thought we had an hour left so-"

"Got it! Be back in an hour," she said turning around. "Mako, we're walking Naga today."

I couldn't help the laugh that escaped me and my husband turned around to look at me, giving me a soft kiss on the lips. I hummed and turned to face him once more, combing my hand through his long hair.

"You know, it's impressive that we can still provide her a few traumatic memories this late in the game," I whispered with a laugh.

He chuckled before brushing a strand of hair to the back of my ear. "Now where were we?" he murmured against my lips.

Oh, I had missed this man.

Toph's POV

I smiled as I looked down at the coin in my hands. Three months. I'd been sober for three whole months and I'd admit that I was proud of myself. My kids had come over to celebrate since when I'd gotten my coin after the first month we'd all been busy with work. But now that it had died down a bit, a small get together was being held for me with apple cider. I sighed and looked over at my granddaughter. Darn girl and her big pleading eyes had gotten me to quit. And truth be told, I'd been tired of it myself.

"Food's ready."

I turned to see the eldest of my daughters, the beginnings of a smile on her lips. I scowled and she shook her head, placing a hand on my shoulder. "I'm proud of you, Chief."

"Don't get all sentimental on me, kid," I replied as I shoved the piece of metal into my pocket. "It's just a coin."

Lin sighed and went back to the living room, bickering with Su the minute they locked eyes, Some things never changed, I suppose. I smiled and shook my head, taking out the coin once more. It was far from just a coin.

Korra's POV

My arms wrapped around Mako's neck as I kissed him. I hear him chuckle, the sound contagious. We're happy and it's all I ever wanted. He starts to kiss my neck, his hands pulling at my shirt…I try to gently push his hands off me but he persists and I pull out of the kiss, meeting his gaze as his eyes darken with a lust I've seen before. I shake my head. No. This isn't happening. It can't happen. He pushes me onto the bed, holding my arms above me, kissing my neck before taking off my shirt…

I sit up as I gasp for air, looking around frantically. The lamp is turned on and he hands me my inhaler, rubbing gentle circles on my back as I take two puffs to relax. It wasn't the first time I'd had this dream. It had been happening ever since I'd started sleeping over at Mako's place. He'd give me space and try to make me as comfortable as possible but nothing worked, and I felt bad for making him miss the rare few hours of sleep.

"The nightmare again?" he asked. I sighed and nodded my head. "Maybe we should go about this differently."

I shook my head. "No. I'm fine. It's not you."

"Korra," Hotch began as he held my hand. "I don't want you to feel pressured. You haven't gotten much sleep lately."

"Neither have you," I answered quietly.

"I sleep more than you do."

I sighed leaning my head against his shoulder, glancing over at the clock. Two in the morning. He pulled me down with him, kissing my temple as he tried to get me to relax. My eyes closed only to open soon after, an hour later. I sighed before shifting once more to try and catch a little more sleep.

I must have finally dozed off because when I woke up later on it was to the sound of the alarm. I was alone in bed and I looked up to see Mako straightening his tie. He smiled when he noticed I was awake, giving me a chaste kiss. I sighed as I stood, showering before heading to the office.

"Have some coffee with your sugar," Asami commented as I prepared my coffee, which really was more cream and sugar than actual coffee at this point. I managed a smile. "Is everything okay?"

I took a sip, beyond tired and frustrated. "I can't sleep," I admitted quietly. "I've been sleeping over at Hotch's, but I keep having nightmares."

She hummed in response. "You know, that's actually pretty normal. Sleeping with men isn't something you did before, and it's like a shock to your system."

"He's losing sleep too."

"I don't think he minds," Asami replied, looking over toward our team leader. Unless you looked carefully you wouldn't be able to tell he'd only just woken up. "He's just happy you're trying. I'm proud of you." I sighed. "Changes don't happen overnight, and it looks like you've been sleeping more than last week?" She raised a brow, waiting for confirmation to which I gave.

"We're going to get started," Hotch called and we took a seat. "There's been a murder in Omashu and we're to head out immediately. The local police haven't touched the crime scene."

I furrowed my brow. "Why are we being called into a single case?"

"It's not a single case. I'll explain on the way. Grab your bags."

I sighed. Looked like it was going to be a long, sleepless week.

Iroh's POV

I watched as Hotch covered Korra up, the youngest agent having fallen asleep sitting in her seat. It wasn't that long of a flight but something told me that the younger agent hadn't really been sleeping. A couple of months ago I'd overheard Asami suggesting to Korra that sleeping at Hotch's place might help her ease into the relationship but I hadn't thought she'd actually go through with it. On the weekends they'd arrive together and leave together which tipped me off to their sleeping arrangements. Didn't need to be a profiler to see that.

When we finally arrived we were greeted by a group of investigators. Apparently this hadn't been the first time a murder of this nature had occurred. Three more victims in the city had been found over the course of ten years. We put on gloves and paper booties before ducking under the tape and starting the investigation. I watched as Korra looked over the victim, carefully going through her belongings and asking the other crime scene units to take photos of certain details. She was a detective alright, through and through with that critical eye.

"We're looking for a piece of wood," Korra announced after a moment, inspecting the head trauma before noticing the blood on her thighs. "She's been sexually assaulted."

"How would you know what we're looking for?" I asked, gesturing at the injury. There was no way she could know -

"You mean like this?" Asami asked as she lifted a wooden plank from behind the dumpster, giving it to the evidence team. "Now we're looking for an idiot."

"Found him," the youngest team member answered gesturing towards me absently, still eyeing the scene.

I growled and my girlfriend chuckled. "I mean the idiot that left the murder weapon behind." Way to defend me, babe. Some girlfriend.

"She was married," my grandpa commented as he lifted the woman's hand. "You know what that means."

"Interrogating the husband," Korra answered, looking over at me. "It's sad that they're usually our first suspects."

"Are you going to start with your 'I hate men' speech?" I asked.

She grumbled, narrowing her eyes at me. "I don't hate men." I raised a brow and she looked over at Hotch, sharing a small smile with him. "At least not all of them."

Oh, geez. And they said me and Asami were bad.

Asami's POV

After investigating further we were surprised to find that though our victim was married, she was not married to a man, but another woman. We found her tablet and other belongings intact which excluded robbery as a motive. Soon after, Iroh located the widow and we informed her of what had happened. She was completely heartbroken and as much as we hated to ask, we needed to know where she had been the night before. Mel told us she'd been at a bowling alley and then had went home and told us to check her house alarm to prove it. I did that and her alibi checked out. The only thing left was to find out what happened to Katie.

The forensic team came in the next day with their report and I noticed the stamp on Katie's hand. I did some research and found that it was a lesbian bar well frequented in Omashu. After informing Hotch, he gave Iroh and I the clear to go investigate. About time we got some alone time. We showed the picture to the bartender and owner of the bar.

A nod. "She came in every Monday like clockwork," the woman replied as she cleaned the counter. "She was here last night."

"Did you see her leave?" Iroh asked.

The Merch owner shook her head. "It was packed."

"Did Katie ever mention her wife, Mel?"

"All the time. They seemed to have a good relationship." I hummed in response and she sighed, shaking her head before pulling out a flyer, handing it to me. It had two women kissing and a big black X over them. An anti gay marriage flyer. "I really don't want to point fingers but…They've been getting kind of aggressive lately."

"Can I keep this?" I asked.

She nodded her head. "Here's my card if you think of anything else," Iroh added.

We left to bar and I looked at my boyfriend. "I think we may be looking at a hate crime."

"We should definitely look into it." I smiled and nodded headed to the car when he wrapped an arm my waist, kissing my neck. "It might take an hour or so to follow up on this lead, don't you think?"

Definitely needed more than an hour.

Mako's POV

I chuckled as I watched Korra trying to steal my box of Chinese takeout. We'd been working on the case all day and after Iroh and Asami had taken their time with their leads we decided to call it a day. The pair had gone to talk to the creator of the anti-gay flyers and managed to get a members list that was thicker than the actual Bible. Korra and I had gone to get some food and then went up to her room at the hotel. She had finished all of her food and was now after mine. I finally gave her my box and she smiled triumphantly as she used the chopsticks to slurp the noodles.

"You're hungry today," I noted.

"I havn't eaten since yesterday when you took me to Tony's."

My arm wrapped around her and she sighed putting the food down and leaning her head against my shoulder. After the Unalaq incident it had taken a lot to get back in the rhythm of things but we'd both been determined to make our relationship work. Korra often took Jack out to practice soccer and was even teaching him some basketball. Once in a while she'd let me tag along and my son loved it. He was really fond of her which was a good thing.

"I was thinking that maybe when this case is over you'd want to go to the Cave of the Two Lovers," I told her after a moment.

She raised a brow. "Sounds corny."

I chuckled, giving her a kiss. "Oh and your comment earlier wasn't?" Korra grumbled, causing me to laugh. I looked at my watch and sighed. It was almost eleven. "I should get going," I told her as I stood.

"Wait," she said as she ran inside her room. A few minutes later she came out, wearing shorts and the grey shirt I'd let her borrow the first night she'd slept over.

"So you're the thief," I commented.

She shrugged. "It's comfortable." I smiled and shook my head. "You're not going to stay?" Korra asked after a moment.

I sighed. "You won't sleep."

Korra hesitated before she reluctantly nodded her head, giving me a kiss and I did the same before heading to my own room. At least we'd both be getting some sleep tonight.

Korra's POV

I couldn't help but yawn as I stirred my coffee. Last night Mako and I'd dinner together and then he had left for the night. I thought this would help me sleep but I ended up only getting two hours worth of sleep. Couldn't sleep with him, couldn't sleep without him. Great.

Asami and Iroh came in, engaging in their usual make out session. I rolled my eyes as I took a sip of my coffee. I hadn't slept two nights in a row and it didn't seem to be getting any better. Why couldn't I just sleep with Hotch? He wasn't going to hurt me. He hadn't hurt me in the year we had been dating. My thoughts were interrupted when I felt a kiss on my temple and I looked up to see it was him. I smiled and gave him a quick kiss as Lin and Zuko came in.

"How'd you sleep?" he asked, sitting down.

I sighed. "I didn't."

Iroh chuckled, causing me to glare at him. "Someone had a late night," he teased in a sing song way.

"Someone should mind their own business," I mimicked.

"Knock it off," Lin snapped. "We don't have time for your bickering."

"He started it!"

"She started it!"

The younger Bei Fong growled at that and I crossed my arms over my chest. Stupid Big Brother. Hotch called our attention and we looked at him as he explained something we hadn't really seen coming. There had been DNA left behind on Katie, our victim, and it wasn't sexual assault by a man, but a woman.

"So if she wasn't raped it means it wasn't a hate crime," I commented. "And it wasn't a robbery." I looked up from the file. "I'm starting to think this was personal."

"I agree," Hotch replied. "Iroh, Asami, take a second look at the wife's alibi and check Katie's computer. We're missing something here."

Asami's POV

Iroh and I went to work right away digging up Katie's past. Right away I noticed something strange and I started to work on recovering the files she'd deleted from her history. My boyfriend rechecked the wife's alibi and it was rock solid. The surveillance video from the bowling alley put her there at ten o'clock just like she'd said and her alarm company also backed up the other half of her story. But there was definitely a liar in this mess and it was Katie. She had various profiles on different lesbian dating websites. Katie was cheating on her wife. I pulled up the information and called the team over, showing them what I had found.

"'Had a great time at Merch. Want to play again,'" Rossi read out loud, brows raised in amusement. "Well Katie wasn't the good wife her widow says she was."

"Can you trace the IP address?" Korra asked.

I shook my head. "Website is designed to protect the user's privacy, so no luck there. We need another angle."

"Is it just me or does Korra resemble the victim a little?" Iroh commented after a moment, head tilted before a slow grin spread across his features.

I tilted my head to the side. Katie was ten years older than Korra and her skin was slightly lighter but…I hummed thoughtfully. Iroh was right. They did look alike and if the killer had a type…

"You're right, Iroh, she really does," I agreed. "And maybe our killer has a thing for blue eyed brunettes."

Korra crossed her arms across her chest and shifted her weight from one foot to the other. "I don't like where this conversation is going," my best friend answered and I smiled at her. She shook her head. "No. No way."

"We can try to set a trap," I reasoned. "Make a profile like Katie's, and we can attract the same kind of woman, maybe even the killer. We get a DNA match and-"

"No. I'm not doing it."

"It actually doesn't sound like a bad plan," Hotch added. "We'd have eyes on you and make sure nothing happens."

"Are you insane?" Korra asked. "Shouldn't you be against this? I mean I'd have to date a woman!"

Our team leader shrugged. "I'm secure about our relationship and it's strictly undercover. I don't see what the problem is." Oh, lovely, logical Mako. This was priceless.

"I'm not going to go undercover to troll for lesbian dates on the off chance we might catch the killer." She grabbed her bag. "See you tomorrow."

I smirked, looking over at my boyfriend. "I think she loves the idea," he said.

I laughed. "Me too."

Zuko's POV

Korra was going to murder my grandson. As soon as the younger agent left he got on his laptop and signed her up for every dating website Katie had been on, cropping a picture his girlfriend had of the two of them. I sighed and shook my head. He was digging his own grave. Lin snorted in amusement at all the things he was putting on her profile, trying to match it to Katie's. Asami was helping but Iroh was making sure to make Korra's life miserable during her undercover mission.

"I say she's butch."

"Watch yourself," Hotch answered. He wouldn't let him offend his girlfriend. "Korra is sporty. Not butch."

"Oh, you'd know that, wouldn't you?"

"Why don't you just put what Katie had?" Lin suggested.

Iroh laughed at that, his grin a little wicked. "Lipstick lesbian. Check."

She was going to kill him.

Korra's POV

I was going kill Iroh. I had asked Asami to come over and stay with me until I fell asleep, seeing as I hadn't been able to sleep last night and I wanted Hotch to be well rested for when we went back home. She had agreed and brought food over, telling me about how they'd created a profile for me on the websites Katie had been on. I had to admit I was surprised Mako was okay with all of this but he had a point. He knew I loved him and that he loved me, plus I didn't really think he was the jealous type.

"It's our best shot of getting the DNA and cracking this case," she tried explaining as we ate popcorn.

"You mean our best shot," I answered. "You're going with me."

"Can't. Bartender already knows who I am and something's off about her."

"Oh, so you're sending me into the lion's den?"

She laughed, shaking her head. "You're going to be wearing a wire and Lin will be in the club watching you," Asami reassured. "Plus, Mako and I will be outside in case something happens."

I sighed irritably and she showed me one of the profiles and how many messages I'd already gotten. Some women were just got straight down to business, telling me what they wanted to do with me. Others just talked about how we had things in common… And all the while I couldn't decide if I wanted to kill Iroh slowly or all at once.

"You do realize one of these women is Katie's killer," I said.

"Nothing's going to happen to you." I sighed and laid down on the bed, exhausted. "I wonder what kind of women we'd like if we were lesbians," she asked after a moment.

"I, uh...I considered dating girls once."

Asami looked over at me, a curious glint in her eye, a slight grin pulling at her lips. "Oh, really?"

I nodded, looking up at the ceiling. "With everything that had happened, men just didn't interest me. No one did really. But men..." I knew I didn't need to clarify that point. "And the only people who had ever seemed to give a damn about me were you and Mom... So, the thought occurred to me, for a brief moment, that girls would be a better option."

"What changed your mind?"

"I remembered that girls are pains in the ass."

That got a full blown laugh from my best friend. I grumbled, yawning as my eyelids shut. It seemed only minutes had gone by when I woke up to find Asami gone, a note on my bed telling me to dress nice for tomorrow night. I growled and tried to fall back asleep to no avail.

The day seemed to drag by though Mako seemed to be more attentive than usual. He knew I wasn't happy about doing this, but wanted me to know that he would make sure nothing happened. I had to admit that laying down with him in the car when we went to go follow a 'lead' relaxed me a bit.

Too soon night fell and I took in a deep breath as he put the wire on me, glaring at Iroh and telling him he was a dead man once this was over. I was headed to the club when my phone rang and I saw it was from my house. I sighed at that and answered knowing I had sort of being avoiding my parents after I'd walked in on them.

"Sweetie, you've been avoiding us."

"No, I haven't," I replied, as I waited in line to get in.

"Yes you have, ever since-"

"Mom, kind of not the time or place to discuss that." She chuckled. "It's okay, I get it you guys have…needs. Just…I don't know, tell me not to come home or something?"

"It's very natural for us-"

"Mom, seriously," I groaned. "I get it, can I call you back tomorrow? I'm kinda in the middle of something."

My mom chuckled again. "Be careful."

I hung up the phone and went inside the bar, sitting down at a table, spotting Lin a couple of rows over, looking as happy to be there as I was. At least I wouldn't be the only one that was miserable.

One by one my numerous dates kept coming by. Some of them were okay to talk to, others made me want to run out of the bar. Despite the fact they were women I didn't like being touched and whenever any of them did, I'd try to discretely pull away or change the topic to get them off me. After each left I took a quick swab of their cups and put it in a tube for evidence in my bag. I couldn't wait to get out of there.

Finally it seemed like I was done and I was about to get up when the bartender came over, sitting down next to me, making me sit down once more as well. I blinked as she grabbed my hand and told me how she'd be watching me and how much she was attracted to me.

"You know, it's weird," she began. "You look so much like Katie."

Well that was promising. "The dead chick?" Casual, curious.

She nodded. "Mmmhmm. She was kind of my type, like you. A shame she was killed."

"Real shame," I agreed. "You were into her or what?"

The blonde sighed before shaking her head. "I was but she was married," she replied. "I don't hook up with married women." How thoughtful. "If she hadn't lied, maybe she'd still be alive."

I frowned. "What do you mean?"

"If you think men don't like being cheated on, women are worse."

"Did you know the wife?"

She nodded, leaning casually against one arm that was propped up against the back of the chair. "Mel wasn't too happy about Katie's affair, asked me to keep a close watch on her."

I hummed. This was actually paying off. The bartender made a move to stand but I grabbed her hand, making her look at me. "So you're just going to tease me or give me something to remember you by?"

The smile that spread across her face was less than innocent.

Not long after I came out of the bar and went over to the van where Asami and Mako were set up. I threw the evidence bag at my best friend before sitting down.

"So, how did it go?" she asked.

"The only person that didn't hit on me was Lin," I grumbled. Asami laughed and shook her head before I handed her a new evidence kit. "Swab my neck for DNA." I tilted my head to one side, making sure none of my still short hair was touching my neck.

She blinked before doing as she was told. "So…you let her lick your neck?"

I looked up at the roof of the van. "Yep."

"Should Mako be worried?"

I took a deep breath. Why did she have to make it more uncomfortable than it already was? "Nope."

She laughed and I growled as Hotch chuckled before kissing my temple. The things I did for this job.

Iroh's POV

I smirked as Korra's phone kept going off. According to Asami the undercover mission had gone quite well, so well that the younger agent had almost left the bar with a hickey. I laughed when she had first come in, telling her how I didn't know she had game with the same sex. She answered by flipping me off and I laughed until Hotch told me to knock it off. It wasn't fair. She was dating our boss and could get away with things like threatening my life. But alas I had to find another way to have my fun. For now.

Asami had been right to suspect the bartender because her DNA matched the secretions left at the crime scene. I had started to dig into Katie's life and found that she had a life insurance for one million dollar that would go to the widow if she died but would go to charity if divorced. It explained why Mel hadn't divorced her, she had motive but a titanium alibi. But Korra had a plan for that.

"We can bring in the bartender and offer her a deal," Korra said as she ignored the call only for her phone to keep ringing. I grinned. "I don't think prison for the rest of her life look- Son of a bitch!" she finally snapped ,answering the call. "This is Korra, and no I'm not interested in going out with you but I have a special message for your mother that's-"

"Korra," Hotch lightly scolded.

"Sorry, my phone has been going off nonstop it's like someone…" She paused looking at me, eyes narrowed. "Gave my phone number out to everyone in that bar."

I shrugged. "Your profile needed to be as realistic as possible."

"This is my personal number, you idiot. What did you do?"

"Oh relax, the numbers are going through a server I created," I explained. "As soon as I shut it down you'll stop getting the calls."

"Then shut it down." I grinned. No way I was going to do that. "Big Brother, I swear, I will kick you so hard in the-"

"Please don't," my girlfriend interrupted. "That's kind of why I keep him around."

Korra let out an irritated sigh and Mako gave me the look. I grumbled and sat down to delete the server. They just couldn't let me have my fun. Once she stopped getting phone calls she went to go get the bartender and offered her a deal to set up the wife and unsurprisingly it worked. We had a full confession and case was closed.

It was about six when we decided to wrap things up and clean the office when Korra's phone rang. She looked over at me accusingly and I assured her I had nothing to do with that call. The brunette muttered a couple curses under her breath before answering her phone and I watched as the color drained from her face and Hotch was immediately by her side.

"Is everything alright?" Asami asked.

The youngest agent shook her head. "It was Unalaq."

I frowned. "How do you know?"

She opened her mouth but nothing came out. She was shaking. She tried again. "He said 'Look at me.' It's what he used to tell me when-"

"Shh," Hotch soothed, wrapping his arms around her. "He's just trying to get to you, everything's okay." He looked up at me. "What the hell did you do?" he asked his voice nearly a growl.

"Nothing. I put her number on the website but every call that came from any of those websites would go through the server." I looked at my laptop. "Only people on Katie's profile would have been able to see the number."

Asami got on her computer before letting out an irritated sigh. Shit. I was in trouble. "Someone hacked your server. That's how he got her number."

"It was a prank, I didn't think-"

"That was your problem, you didn't think," Hotch snapped before leading Korra out, everyone following.

Mako's POV

After Unalaq's call, Korra was uneasy. I took her to the Cave of the Two Lovers to see if it would get her mind off things and it seemed to work for a little while. She wouldn't let go of my hand, looking around. Iroh had been an idiot for posting her number on those websites. What had he been thinking? He had seen first hand what Unalaq was capable of and he went ahead and did something so moronic that made me want to strangle him, though I was sure Asami would take care of that.

We were heading back to the hotel and I could see her fidget more than she had before. I sighed as I pulled up and took her hand, leading her to our rooms. I stopped in front of hers but she shook her head, looking up at me.

"Can I stay with you tonight please?" She asked. "I don't want to be alone."

I nodded my head, telling her to get her clothes as I opened the door to my room. Soon enough she was out, already in her pajamas and I led her inside. She crawled under the covers and I changed before doing the same. Slowly she moved over to me, head tucked under my chin and I wrapped my arms around her. Then she was out.

She didn't even move the rest of the night and I'd wake every so often to see how she was doing. I smiled, kissing her temple and I knew I had made the right choice. For weeks I had been looking for a bigger house and I had found one not far from headquarters. I bought it and intended to ask Korra to move in with me but since she hadn't been able to sleep through the night, I waited. Now, even if it was just once I knew we were improving and we were ready for the next step.

The next day I got up early and made sure the team knew our flight would be leaving in the afternoon. I spent the entire day in the hotel room, just relaxing with Korra, watching movies as she lay her head on my chest. A couple of hours later we arrived back at the city and I could see the concussion on her face as I drove past my soon to be former home.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

"You'll see," I answered simply.

A couple of minutes later I pulled up in front of the house and Korra go out, looking around curiously before looking over at me.

"Where are we?" I didn't answer just grabbed her hand and headed towards the house. "Wait, Mako," she said stopping. "What's going on?"

I sighed and looked towards the house. "Welcome to our home?"

She blinked. "What?"

"I know things can get a little crazy," I began. "And we both love our jobs but think of it like this: the team needs both of us, and there's nothing we can do about it." She nodded her head, patiently listening. "But...we need each other just the same, Korra. I know I need you. What we do is important to each of us, but this...it can be our own little fortress. This can be for you, Jack and I."

Korra looked at the house before her gaze settled on me once again. "This is for us?"

I smirked and nodded. "You coming over in the weekends isn't really working out for me anymore," I answered. "So...what do you think?"

She smiled and wrapped her arms around my neck, giving me a kiss. "I think I love you."

I chuckled and gave her a kiss, my arms wrapping around her as well. "I love you more. Welcome home."

Korra ginned, leaning forward when my phone rang. We groaned and I answered it, listening. And then my blood went cold.

Lin's POV

We arrived in Republic City and everyone went their separate ways. The kid seemed to be doing better after that pervert's call and I saw her leave Hotch's room in the morning. Not that I cared. She was free to sleep in whoever's room she wanted to as long as my mother didn't find out. Everyone went home but I decided to go to the office and drop off some paperwork and see if Opal was there. I arrived to find both my niece and mother had left hours ago and I went to my office to start on the report.

It was an hour later when I got the call.

It was Hotch telling me I needed to go to my mother's house. I didn't really think anything of it, knowing my mother always took work home. However, when I pulled up to her block and saw the ambulance and other law enforcement vehicles I felt something in my gut twist sharply. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong.

I got out my car and made my way toward the front door when the kid blocked my path. I could see a swirl of emotions in her eyes. Fear. Pain. Sadness... I made another move to go inside but she blocked me again. "Lin you don't want to go in there," she told me.

"Get out of my way, kid."

"Lin, I'm telling you-"

"Move!" I finally snapped.

She lowered her gaze and finally stepped aside. I went in and stopped by the door when I saw a hand on the floor behind the counter. My breathing hitched as I continued my way forward, stopping when I came to face to face with the lifeless body on the floor. I staggered back, placing a hand over my mouth as I tried to blink back the tears. Lifeless eyes. Bullet wound between them. My mind automatically started to catalog it like a crime scene...but too soon my eyes blurred and tears fell. Then...a thought occurred.

Opal.

I went outside and looked around, finding her with Rossi and Hotch. She spotted me and ran over and I hugged her tightly, thanking the Spirits for sparing her life. Opal sobbed into my shoulder, screaming about her grandma. I looked up to see Iroh and Asami had arrived, Henry in the beauty's arms. I shared a look with the Sato girl, knowing she knew as well as I did who had done this.

Hiroshi Doyle.

"Murderers are not monsters, they're men. And that's the most frightening thing about them. -Alice Sebold"