Senna's POV

Words could not describe how relieved I was when my husband came out of the building, our daughter in his arms. When I had seen him fall, I had thought it was all over, but Lin had saved him and I would forever be grateful to her for that. Tonraq told me about how Korra had entered the Avatar State, about how she was able to Bend all four elements again, and how she had almost killed Amon. I watched as the Metalbenders dragged him out, along with the councilman, Tarrlok. It was over.

Korra slept through an entire day before waking up, saying a few words before going back to sleep again. Master Katara noted how Aang would be extremely exhausted after going into the Avatar State and it was normal for her to sleep for long periods of times. My husband and I never left her side, neither did her friends, coming in and spending some time with her before going about their daily activities. The knife wound Amon had caused was easily healed and after a few healing sessions it was nothing but a white line. Mako had to have healing sessions of his own, having been Bloodbended but he was recovering.

Ever since my daughter had arrived home, my husband refused to leave her side, spending all his time with her. I couldn't help but smile as I watched them interact, Tonraq making her laugh and holding her. She had been a daddy's girl since the moment she was born. I could still remember how he always had the ability to get her to go to sleep, to make her smile. At first I had even been a bit jealous, but I had my own bond with my daughter. She was our most precious gift.

Once she was back to being herself she stopped accepting visitations from her Firebending teammate, always asking that I tell him she was asleep, with her father, or meditating. I wondered what had caused the change in demeanor. After a few weeks passed I decided to talk to her. Asami had just left for the day and I went to her room, and found her sitting on the ledge of the window and looking out to the Pro Bending arena.

"He's been calling," I told her casually as I sat down next to her.

"I know," she answered absentmindedly. She shook her head after a moment, as if catching herself. "I mean, whose been calling?"

I chuckled and shook my head. "Mako. You know the boy that threw himself off a cliff for you?"

"Oh. Him."

"Yes, him." I looked at her for a moment, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. "Why won't you talk to him?"

"Because I can't stop thinking about him." My daughter laughed weakly and shook her head, realizing her impulsiveness. "I mean, he was Asami's boyfriend…I can't be with him…He told me he was confused but…I just can't deal with that."

"I think Mako made his choice," I told her.

She lowered her gaze. "I don't want to be the second choice."

"Then talk to him," I answered. "Even if it is to tell him you aren't interested."

"I tried looking at other guys," she said after a moment. "I tried having feelings for them but…No one makes me feel…"

"Makes you feel what?"

Korra blinked, her brow furrowing in concentration as she thought about the question. "Happy. He makes me feel so happy." She smiled. "And the best part is…"

"What's the best part?"

"He cares about me," Korra answered looking up at me. "He cares about who I am, not what I am. I mean, he's been here for me, when I've been at my lowest. He wouldn't give up on me."

I smiled and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Then talk to him, sweetie."

Mako's POV

I was in the ProBending gym, repeatedly striking the wooden dummy as I thought of all the things that had happened recently. Korra had gone into the Avatar State, got her Bending back, and Amon, nearly beaten to death, had been sent to prison. The look on Korra's face, all that rage, it was almost frightening. And I hoped I never had to see it again.

We'd both received treatment back at the island, and then Korra had started to refuse my visits. I'd go everyday and I'd always get the same response. After a while, I stopped trying.

This was why I was surprised to see her walk into the gym. My eyes narrowed and I started hitting the dummy harder, flames bursting from my fists. She was quiet at first, watching me. I had nothing to say to her.

"What'd that dummy ever do to you?" she asked, trying to joke.

No reply as I stopped my assault and walked over to the bench, starting to take off my practice gear. She sat down next to me. Was I being too subtle?

"We need to talk."

"Oh, now you wanna talk?" I snapped. She had some nerve.

"I know I've been unfair to you." You think? I scoffed. "But I just... What are we, Mako?"

I blinked in surprise. "What?"

Korra stood, clasping her hands behind her back. "For a while now, you're the one who's been there for me," she began. "And at first I told myself that it was just because you were a good friend but...after time I felt something else start to take it's place. And I didn't know if you felt the same."

I said nothing. Korra and I were friends. She was probably my best friend, and I cared about her, a lot. Sometimes I'd catch myself looking at her, thinking about how beautiful she was, how strong, how...amazing. I knew these thoughts weren't just friendly thoughts but ...I hadn't been sure about her feelings either.

"I mean I just...I've liked you for a while now...and the feelings I have...they won't go away," the Waterbender continued when I didn't reply.

"I do care about you, Korra," I told her, standing from the bench as well. "I always have. Seeing you withering away after what happened with Amon the second time, it killed me. I hated watching you fade."

She nodded her head slowly. "So we're just friends," she said, and I could hear the hurt at what she thought to be a rejection.

I closed my eyes and shook my head. "The thing is Korra, I haven't stopped thinking about you either," I finally admitted. "You're this amazing girl, you know what you want, you're going to leave your mark on the world." I paused, gesturing to myself. "But look at me. I'm a nobody."

"You are a somebody," she argued. She grinned. "You're going to be a big ProBender someday."

I gave a small smile. "I'm trying to say that I don't deserve you."

She looked at me long and hard, studying me. "Mako, something I've always appreciated was that you don't care about my title. So why are you using it as an excuse now?"

"It's not an excuse."

"Then what is it?" she snapped. "Are you just getting my hopes up because you broke up with Asami? Am I just the second choice?"

I shook my head vehemently. "Korra, you were the only choice. You've been the only choice since we almost kissed. You've been the only choice since you stepped foot in the Arena. Asami, she was nice and she had a good head on her shoulders." I smirked a little. "And you can be infuriating and stubborn and hot headed... But you are the only choice I want to make."

I watched as Korra stepped forward, toward me, looking up at me with those magnificent blue orbs. "So, you do like me?" She was playful now.

I chuckled before bringing her chin up so her lips met mine. It was long and seating and by the time we were done we were panting. Her arms were wrapped around my neck and mine around her waist. I was grinning so hard a thought my face my split in half.

"I love you."

And Spirits, did I.

Korra's POV

For once everything seemed to be falling into place.

Amon had been captured, along with most of his accomplices, and was going to face trial soon. My Airbending training had been progressing very quickly and now I was even able to enter the Spirit World almost at will. The first time I had completely freaked out but after seeing Aang I had relaxed and he gave me some advice. A little too late for that but it was still appreciated. Mom and Dad had been spending all the time they could with me, coddling me after almost losing me. I liked that they cared so much and that we could be a family. It's something I had always liked. That they were involved and supportive in my Avatar journey.

Whenever I wasn't with them, however, I was with my boyfriend. Mako and I had decided that technically we had been dating for the last couple of weeks and might as well just get down to business, not that I minded. I waited for this moment a long time, though I still felt guilty about dating my best friend's ex boyfriend. He assured me every chance I got that I was his only choice, and somehow, with the way he said it, the way he looked at me, he made me believe it. He was attentive, supported me in practice and just held me whenever I was stressed about the council meetings I had started to attend.

Asami visited me whenever she could. Ever since the whole thing with her dad happened the company had earned a bad reputation and she was doing everything she could to save what was now hers. I tried helping her, talking to some of the major business partners and sometimes they reconsidered their position but for the most part they wanted to do nothing to do with the Sato empire. I hadn't seen her all week so after having lunch with my parents I decided to visit her before going to the movies with Mako.

It was needless to say that I was surprised to walk up the drive and see moving trucks outside and the furniture covered in plastic inside. What was going on? I quickly ran upstairs to see my best friend packing up her clothes, I walked in, not saying a word until she noticed me.

"Oh, hey, Korra," she greeted as she closed her suitcase. "I was going to go see you first thing tomorrow to say goodbye."

"Goodbye?"

"I've been contacting people outside the city and an opportunity presented itself in the Earth Kingdom. I don't know how long I'll be gone for."

"So you decided to tell me this now, when you've all ready got one foot out the door?"

She stopped and looked at me before letting out a sigh. "It's not like that, Korra."

"Then why didn't you tell me? You were going to say goodbye tomorrow and then what? We aren't friends anymore or something?"

"No, no, no," Asami answered, walking over and grabbing me by the shoulders. "We're always going to be friends, remember?" She paused and sighed. "I just need some time away. You know?"

I sighed as well, nodding my head. "Yeah."

"I'll still write to you," she offered with a small smile. "Like old times."

I grinned back. "Like old times," I agreed before hugging her tightly.

Tonraq's POV

After Asami said her goodbyes, Korra had gone straight to her room and hadn't come out. I knew the separation was going to hit her hard. They had been away from each other for so long and now that they had a chance to spend time together, her best friend was leaving again. I gave her some time to be alone and after a while my wife asked me if I could talk to her, to see how she was doing. Korra had always been my little girl.

I found her lying on her bed, curled up, a frame in her hand. I didn't have to see it to know it was the pictures she had taken with Asami when they first met. Naga wagged her tail at me and I smiled, petting the large beast's head before sitting on the edge of the bed, rubbing gentle circles on Korra's back. She sighed and placed the frame back in its place before looking over at me. Her eyes were slightly red and I knew she must had been crying, not that she'd do it when anyone was around.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

She nodded her head. "Yeah," my daughter answered quietly. "I just…I thought everything was falling to place and then my best friend leaves. I mean I know why she left but…I'll miss her."

I hummed at that. "It doesn't mean you won't see each other again."

"I know. But…how long will will it be till we see each other again this time?"

"I don't know," I answered truthfully. "But your friendship survived almost ten years apart. I think it'll last through anything at this point."

Korra smiled at me, sitting up to hug me. I returned the embrace before leaning back against the headboard, pulling the blanket around her as I rubbed her arm soothingly. My daughter snuggled her head against my shoulder, her eyes closing and before long I could hear her light snores. I couldn't help but smile.

I could still remember her dimpled smile as she spotted me as I walked into the den, raising her little arms when I leaned over to pick her up from her pen. Senna often scolded me for that, saying that I was the reason Korra hated being in there but I honestly didn't blame her. Even as tiny as she was she had an adventurous spirit and got into more trouble than my wife liked. She already had a pair of stitches in her scalp from when she had pulled the table cloth and caused a tea cup to fall on her head.

I cooed at her as I held her and she laughed and tried playing on my necklace as I bounced her around. I'd pick her up and placed my mouth against her torso, making noises and loving her giggle. My wife laughed as well, handing me her night bottle so that she would go to sleep. I laid her down in my arms, talking to her, and telling her how special she was and how one day she'd be big and strong and a Waterbender, of course. Korra would just smile as she took the bottle and slowly her eye lids would droop, hiding away those cerulean blues I loved to see. Once the bottle finished I'd lean her against my shoulder, patting her back until she burped and holding her as I ate and talked to my wife.

Then finally when it was time to sleep, I'd carefully put her down in her crib, tucking her into the pair of blankets she had, my hand combing the little hair she had already before giving her temple a kiss, watching as a smiled formed. Senna would look up at me with a smile of her own and I'd wrap my arm around her as I watched our little girl sleep.

I looked down at the teen in my arms and smiled once more, kissing the top of her head. To me she'd always be that little girl.