Author's Note: This is it! Aang is finally coming and what will he do when he finds his source of freedom gone? What will become of the curious child sprung up between them?

Chapter Five: Aang Is Told

Aang's Point of View

I shot like a bullet through the water, desperate to see Katara and quite possibly my son. I could see the land of ice and snow straight ahead, so I slowed but just enough so that it wouldn't kill me if I crashed. There was still about a mile stretch of snowy land so he unhooked his glider and took off.

Sokka, Suki, and Toph heard soon enough that Aang was back.

"Hide her in the backroom, the nursery! So we can show him his daughter when and if he is calm. We can't let him hurt her!" Toph commanded, a determined look upon her face.

Whatever it took even if she had to battle him in avatar state, she would protect her goddaughter.

Aang landed on the edge of the village and started to walk, really quite quickly, towards the igloo he shared with Katara. No one was there, so he rushed out of the icehouse and looked around for a sign of his loved one. People shot him looks of pity, for they knew that he did not.

At last he saw Sukki and Sokka outside of an igloo and they looked as if they were looking for someone. Him by the looks of it. He ran up to them, out of breath but still asking a string of questions.

"What happened to Katara? I got your hawk! Is she alright? What about the child? Did she give birth yet? Can I see him? Can I see her? Can I see them? Can I see her? Pease, Sokka!" I asked and begged, ready to get down on my knees.

He did not smile or blink. He looked at me with a look of greatpity, solemness, and grief.

"What happened?" I demanded, my voice shaking.

"You can see her but you will never forget nor like what you see." He said in the most un-Sokka-ish voice I had ever heard.

We walked in and there she was lying on the bed...my Katara. But no...nothing like my Katara. Her tan skin was pale, her passionate sapphire eyes glazed over, her beautiful hair hung in scraggely ends, and her gentle form was still. I gasped and turned to them, wanting them to say that she was just sleeping, just weak. I fell to my knees and knew that Katara was dead.

"Who?" I asked, my voice absolutely cold with fury.

"Well, technically, you!" Sokka said quickly. Suki punchedd him in the arm and gave him a look that clearly said 'nice move you idiot!'

I looked back at him, trying to decipher what Sokka meant. Then it clicked The baby. I walked over to her still figure and touched her stomach. I felt her skin, cold against mine, but no stirring. Well of course not, if she is dead then so is the baby. I felt like everything had been taken from me, my beautiful wife, and my coming son. I felt my hands starting to shake and my self-control slipping, I was falling into avatar state.

Toph dug her heels into the ground, ready to fight, then she had an idea and ran out over to the glowing boy.

"Do you want to see your child or not?" She yelled, I stopped abruptly, gaining control.

"He-he's alive?" I asked. Toph nodded. "May I see him? May I see Poku?" I asked quickly, wanting to see some of Katara's features on mine and her's child.

Toph shook her head. "Poku does not exist." She said

"Then why did you say my child lived?"

"I said that because it's true Twinkletoes! But when did I ever say you had a son?" Toph said, a kind of fierce pride filled her voice.