Author's Note: Okay here we are now let's see; Kaya needs to know about her mother. We shall see if Aang will finally tell her about her or if he will dodge out of it yet again.

Chapter Twelve: Time to Tell

Aang's Point of View

Kaya took a deep breath, and for a moment her features scrunched together like she was forcing herself to say something. She opened her eyes, those steel eyes, and looked down at me where I sit in the snow. Then she sat too, and gave me a faint smile before starting.

"Tell me about my mother." She demanded, oh yes I knew she was demanding and I wouldn't get away with not telling her this time. I sighed and tried to argue though I could tell it was no use.

"Kaya-" I began but was cut off.

"No Aang I want to know about my mother and you will tell me or I won't tell you what happened!" She told me, Katara's determination ringing true through her daughter, our daughter. I sighed again... I was being blackmailed by my own child. I nodded and got ready to tell her of the amazing person her mother was, or at least had been.

"Kaya your mother's name was Katara and she was born here, at the southern water tribe." I said. But I saw her roll her eyes and open her mouth to argue with me so I held up my hand and continued. "She was a waterbender, and my first waterbending master, well she learned waterbending with me and trained me after we left our master in the northern water tribe. She was responsible, and caring. Her determination was strong but sometimes that slowed us down in our travels. She was trusting but took time to heal if she had been misled. She was beautiful and had a warm heart and a strong will. No one could move her once she put her mind to something. She did not do well with injustice and stamped it out as much as she could. She could be motherly and had a temper, but mostly she was Katara, the Katara I liked, my Katara. She was like the ocean, ever-changing, strong, and very beautiful. That's why I loved her. I see you in her, Kaya. You are so like her, it hurts to see you sometimes. I know I haven't been the best father but I will try to be around more often. But understand this I loved your mother more than anything in the world but Kaya, then you came along and I grew confused. Who did I love more? My amazing wife, who was long out of my reach, or my curious daughter, the one who surveyed everyone with an interest and intelligence in her eyes, who hadn't cried when she was born, who's smile warmed even the coldest house, and who brought out something in Toph that I hadn't seen so strong before." She gave a weary smile. "I was also scared. How was I to raise a child without her? I didn't think I could. But right then when I was holding you in my arms, I didn't care, you were perfect but I still felt grief. I knew Katara would want me to raise you and not mourn for her."

She looked at me with questioning eyes and behind that... doubt.

"How did she die?" She asked, a type of pleading in her voice.

I closed my eyes, afraid of her reaction. I would not lie when I had been lying all this time, and I may have lied just now, (A.N. Remember the title. He does think she is perfect but he doesn't know if he can forgive her yet. Don't forget Katara died at the hands of this little girl.) but I would not lie about this.

"Childbirth" I told her.

A sharp intake of breath made me open my eyes and I saw tears spill over her cheeks from my gray eyes, those eyes that I had so hoped would be blue. I felt a surge of pride at those eyes, and towards my daughter.

"I killed her. I killed my mother." She kept repeating as if she still did not get it. Then she turned to me with realization blazing in her eyes.

"That's why you hate me, isn't it?" She asked.

"Kaya I-" I tried to think of a way I could be gentle yet not lie again. I knew I didn't hate her but did I love her as much as I could have? But, once again she cut me off.

"Isn't it?" She cried, anger now in her voice.

She didn't give me a chance to answer, she stood up, horror in her eyes now.

"Don't answer that. I don't need to hear what I already know."

She walked to the edge and for a moment I wondered how she got up there. Then she turned around.

"Oh and just so I keep my end of the deal. Guess what dad? I bended today! But I guess you wouldn't care." Her voice full of fury but she din't hide the hurt as well as she usually could have. I knew I had really brought pain to my daughter.

Then she jumped and I watched her speed off. I knew that only airbenders could run that fast, but she seemed a bit slower than most were. Was that the waterbender in her?

"She bended" I repeated, dumbstruck.

"Did you hear that Katara? Kaya is a bender! She is a bender." Amazement and pride filled my voice.

"It's a bender." I said again.