A/N: Why hello! Finally, another update! Gosh this takes me forever to do. *should stop being laaazzzyyy*

This is a good story, Aang is in the Fire Nation and gets these weird feelings about….well, you'll find out.

So, before that random lady can throw rocks at me, let's start the storeh! :DDDDD

Timing

Aang was lying on his bed staring at the ceiling, his eyebrows turned up in a worried expression. Something didn't feel right, and though he wasn't sure what, he had a general idea. These strange feelings had been bugging him relentlessly for days now. It was giving him a headache and the only things he could think of to do about it is to try and thing things out. Only the problem with that strategy was it gave him an even larger headache. He'd lost track of time as he lay, still getting no closer to his answer than he was before. With a groan, he rolled over onto his stomach shoving his head in his pillow trying to make the headache, everything, go away. He subconsciously heard the door open. A hand placed itself on his shoulder, but he didn't bother to look up. He was afraid that if he did, his head might burst.

"You missed dinner," Mai's voice said. Aang remained silent. He could feel hunger clawing at his stomach, but only remotely. He pushed it aside.

"Are you alright? You seem…troubled. Zuko…we're worried about you." she said. It was strange to hear her being sympathetic. Then again, she had changed much in the past few years. Aang still didn't answer, though he needed someone to talk to desperately. He would have spoken if he could find the words. His mind was blank though.

"Aang, please talk to me. I'd get Zuko because he'd probably do a better job, but he's really tired from all the work he's had to do. I know I'm not a people person that much, but maybe I can help. I AM a mom now after all." she said with a hopeful optimism that was awfully out of character for her. She must have been really concerned. Slowly, Aang sat up.

"It's hard to explain." Aang said quietly. Mai settled on the edge of the bed.

"I've got a while." she said, her dry humor making an appearance. Aang took a deep breath and shifted his weight awkwardly.

"Well, I've been getting these strange feelings lately. They sort of feel like an impulse." he started, and then he paused trying to think how to express the rest of his thoughts.

"You mean like, instincts?" Mai asked. Aang thought about it and realized she was right. He nodded. Mai gestured for him to go on.

"It feels like I need to…I dunno. Do something. Go somewhere." he continued. That was really where the story ended. He wasn't sure of anything else except what he had just mentioned. Mai nodded and considered for a moment in silence.

"So, these instincts…do they have anything to do with Katara and the fact that she's expecting soon?" Mai proposed. Images of his wife flooded Aang's mind and an ache settled in his chest.

"Yes." he said without even thinking. He gazed out his bedroom window and his mouth set in a determined line.

"I need to leave. Today. Katara needs me and I really have to be there for her right now." he said. Then he stood up to begin packing, but stopped. He couldn't leave. There were other things to attend to other than his family. It tore at him to decide one over the other. Mai saw his hesitation and stood up. She approached him and, once she was close enough, turned him around, looking up into his troubled face with a smile that he never knew belonged to her.

"Go." she told him softly.

"But, I can't, Zuko needs…" he started but Mai interrupted.

"Get out of my palace before I kick you out. I'll help Zuko." she said, another sliver of dry humor coming through.

"But the world needs me." he argued. Mai just looked up at him with the same unfamiliar smile.

"Katara and your child is your world." she replied quietly. Aang stood where he was, thinking about what Mai had just said. He didn't even notice her move and cross the room. Only when she threw his duffel bag at his head did he snap to attention. He looked up to just catch a glimpse of her robes fluttering around the corner and into the hallway.

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Katara sat alone on the banister running along the edge of a balcony in the Western Air Temple. She sighed, praying desperately Aang would come home in time to see the birth of their child. She knew he was awfully busy, but a girl could dream. She was becoming lost in her thoughts again when she heard the softest footsteps approaching her from behind. She whipped her head around to see her husband smiling softly at her and she had to blink a few times before she knew he was really there. He walked over to her silently and wrapped his arms around her, words completely useless and awkward at the moment. They stayed like that for a while. Just embracing and enjoying each other's presence. Katara spoke up finally.

"You came back. I thought you wouldn't make it in time." she said thickly, willing herself not to cry. Aang chuckled and buried his face in the crook of her neck.

"You know me. I've always had a funny sense of timing." he murmured. All other conversation was lost in the kiss that followed.