Author's Note: I really don't know what this is.
She could feel his pulse slowing, his breathing becoming more labored. She caressed his cheek with her fingertips, knowing he was leaving her. Despite his age, his face was still youthful and handsome. He coughed, struggling to breathe and Katara knew she didn't have much time. She had to tell him, wanting him to leave this world knowing that her heart was his, wanting him to know how deeply she regretted her choice, how she regretted hurting him all those years ago. That he had been right and that she loved him more than anything in the world. She leaned down and placed her lips against his ear and squeezed the pale hand that she held in her own.
"I love you." She whispered. He smiled one last smile.
"I love you so very much. It should have been you. I should have…" She choked back her tears. "And now it's too late. It's too late and I am so sorry."
With his last bit of energy, he pointed a finger to his lips and she leaned in, gently pressing her lips to his in a kiss. She pulled away, looking into the storm gray eyes that were now losing focus as death settled in.
"They're waiting for you. Gyatso, Yue, Roku, my father, Sokka, Toph, all of them waiting for you. You won't be alone. And I will be along soon enough and then we'll always be together."
Katara's husband stood in the doorway, listening to his wife tell the Avatar goodbye. Watching as she held his hand, touched his cheek, kissed his lips. A surge of jealousy jolted through him. They had spoken the sacred vows of marriage and he had made her his Queen all those many years ago, he had been the only one to possess her body, they had made two beautiful children together, and yet she was not his. She never was his.
Her heart, whether she had known it or not, had always belonged to the Avatar.
Author's Note: You know I think this might be my need to make Katara regret.