Once Toph had entered her and Aang's room she locked the room behind her. She also moved quickly and locked the door on the other side of the room that lead onto the balcony. He would try to get in that way when he realised the door was locked. With that done she let out a deep breath, and moved to sit on the edge of the now very large seeming bed.

A few minutes later she was in the bed. When she heard his footsteps walking towards the door, she pulled the covers over her head, to drown out the noise he was making as he tried to open the door. He gave up after a few minutes. She knew this would not be the end of it. Sleep was not a possibility, there was too much going through her head. So she had to stay awake and wait for what she knew would soon come. The thing she kept coming back to was that he had kept this from her, he didn't think she could deal with it. In the end he saw her just like her father did, she was weak and had to be protected.

As she pulled the cover off, of her face to get some air a sharp pain shout through her right side. The cut had been small, but it was deeper than she had first thought. Sitting up, she spun her legs over the side of the bed. She was going to get something to help her sleep, but before she put a foot out of the bed, a voice came from the balcony.

"You are brave, loyal. You never give up..."

"What are you doing." Her voice didn't come off as stern as she had hoped.

Aang was standing in front of the door. The door was mad of glass, but it had wooden shutters that had been pulled down. So he could only make out her silhouette in the dark room. "I'm listing your good qualities. Why it is so easy for me to love you."

Before he had yelled at her, saying all of the things he found annoying about her. Now to win her over he was going to tell her all the things he loved about her. It was a cheap trick, but it was all he had at the moment.

"You are selfless, always putting everyone before yourself. You're nurturing, even if you don't want to show it. You are also the most beautiful person I have ever seen. You don't see it but it's true. I love you, and I'm sorry. All I wanted was to protect you. Not because you can't take care of yourself, but because I love you and I want to. I saw you in so much pain after everything, and I just wanted to protect you from any more pain for as long as I could. I not going to apologise for caring about you. Just the way I went about it."

He may have been asking her to forgive him, but he couldn't admit that he was fully in the wrong. He would never be sorry or feel guilty about trying to protect her. She was his wife that was part of the deal.

Toph didn't need to focus on his heartbeat to know he was telling the truth. She was still mad at him, but all she wanted know was to hold him in her arms. He would hold her and then she would feel like everything was going to be ok, he would make the world stop spinning around for her. It would be just them, all of what was going on around them didn't matter.

She hadn't said anything since he stopped talking, slowly he lifted his hand to the door. The door moved under his light touch, it was open. Now placing his hand fully on the door he pushed it open and walked into the door.

The light from the moon and stars lit the room. He saw Toph slowly lower her right arm to her side. She must have bent the metal latch on the door to let him in. After he took the first step into the room he stopped. He wasn't sure what to do now.

"Get in here." The tone in her voice was one he hadn't heard in a long time. Forgetting everything he made his way to her. When he was close enough to her, Toph took hold of the tag that he wore around his neck found in the southern air temple. She used it to pull him down to her so she could kiss him, then she leaned back onto the bed taking him with her.

For a few seconds nothing that had happened that day, or over that past year mattered. They were just Toph and Aang, with no expectations on them. Aang's hand brushed against the bandage around Toph's waist, the world all came back into sharp focus again.

"Wait." As he spoke, he slowly pulled himself up, to stand at the side of the bed again. Toph followed him, as she pushed herself to sit back up.

"Hit me."

"What."

Toph really didn't have a clue what was going through her husband's mind right now. All that she knew was that he had never pulled away from her like that before. A part of her felt a little rejected. When she had needed to be close to someone, to him, move than ever before he had pulled away from her. She really did feel like hitting him now.

Aang looked her right in the eyes as he spoke. "You let me yell at you, because you knew that I needed to vent my anger. I took it out on you because you let me. Now I am telling you to take your anger out on me. You have so much anger that you have kept inside, let it out. Hit me." He was taking so gently, it was as if she was being asked to do something for him.

"What if I hurt you."

"You won't."

He sounded so sure. He had this answer all planned, it was the same answer Toph had given to the man whose leg she healed. She told him to hold her hand as tightly as he had to while she bonebent the leg back onto place, he was worried he would hurt her.

Toph didn't move, Aang took her hand. "You are angry, that you never got to know your mother. That your father never really knew you. He treated you like you were a possession not a human being. He put you in a cage. You had to hide who you where..." He was silenced be a punch to his left shoulder.

"Shut up!" Toph didn't want to hear anymore. She pulled her right hand away from him.

He didn't listen to her, he started to talk again. "We never listened to you. I left you, when you needed a friend the most I left. You had to do my job, be what everyone expected you to be...nobody cared what you wanted." He knew that he was just upsetting her now, but he had to push her to get her to react.

Another punch, this time stronger hit him on the chest. "Shut up. Shut up. Shut up." As the hits became weaker and weaker, he wrapped his arms around her. Pulling her into his chest. "Stop it, just stop it." She still tried to hit him, but gave up after a while.

Her sobbing was muffled as her head was buried in his robe. "It's ok." He kissed her on the top of her head, and pulled her in closer. After a few minutes, her hands that had been pulled to her chest when Aang pulled her to him, pushed them apart.

The tears caught the light of the moon, making them look bigger. Aang's heart failed him for a second, he worried if pushing her to let her anger out that way, was the right thing. Maybe this had been more for his benefit, than hers, that way he could feel like he had been punished for keeping this all from her.

"I'm most angry at myself. It was my fault we lost our child. I wasn't strong enough. I didn't think I wanted it. Then I realised how much I already loved it, but it was too late... I hate that I was wrong." This was the most she had ever said about their loss. After all this time she couldn't refer to the child they lost as any more than an it. If she didn't refer to the child as anything more, than she hoped it would stop it from being so real. "That I actually thought I could change my life, but I can't. It's all being controlled for me, and there is nothing I can do to change that." She half laughed under he now quiet sobs. "There has been anything that I can do."

Aang hated to hear her sound so defeated, it wasn't like her. He wiped away a tear that was falling down her check. "That's not true, and I know deep down you don't believe that." His hols on her shoulders tightened a little. "We are going to fix this." The determination, strength in his voice was something that not many heard. Those that did couldn't help but believe every word that he said. "Then we are going to forget about all of this. Cause it is just you and me, that is all that matters in the end."

Toph didn't say anything, she just gave a small nod and tried to smile. Aang picked her up and laid her on the bed, he lay next to her holding her in his arms. Neither of them slept that night, but they didn't say another word.