Mako's POV

I had rushed home immediately after receiving a call from Asami, informing me that Korra had fainted. My blood ran cold, and I asked where she was, reminding her that she needed to stay calm for the baby's sake. She let me know that the paramedics had taken Korra home, and that Katara was treating her. I quickly hopped on my motorcycle and drove back home as quickly as possible.

Asami stood from her seat as soon as I entered our home, and she told me everything that had gone down leading up to my wife's collapse. I clenched my jaw at the mention of that slimeball Tahno. If I ever ran across him… Spirits help me I would beat the living hell out of him. After that I started up the stairs toward our bedroom, meeting Katara at the door.

"How is she?" I asked, glancing inside.

"She's fine," the elder answered with a smile. "They both are actually."

I blinked, my attention shifting from my wife to the elder Waterbender. Both? What did she mean by that? Had Asami gotten hurt as well? She'd seemed fine when I'd talked to her. The old war hero must've noticed my confusion because her smile fell from her face and she looked over her shoulder at my pupil with a sigh.

"She hasn't told you yet, has she?"

"Told me what?"

Katara took a deep breath, meeting my curious amber gaze. "She's pregnant. Just over four months along."

My eyes widened as I looked back inside the bedroom. Korra was pregnant? My wife was having a baby… Why hadn't she told me? As the idea started to sink in, I started to get frustrated. I couldn't figure out why she hadn't told me, or how I hadn't noticed that something was off. I mean, I'd noticed that she'd started to wear baggier clothes and she spent a lot of time with Asami but… I hadn't expected… She would have told me…

Unless…

Korra had been heartbroken when we'd lost our first child a few months back. It had taken a lot to get her back up on her feet again. If it hadn't been for Asami…I don't think she would've made it. I sighed, suddenly understanding Korra's reluctance. She had been scared. That kind of fear, the fear of losing something you care about, never truly goes away. Ever.

"Can I see her?" I finally asked when I managed to find my voice.

Katara nodded and stepped aside, allowing me entrance. I walked over to the bed and took a seat in the chair Katara had been using, brushing my wife's chocolate locks out of her face. I clasped her hand, bringing it up to my mouth and placing a kiss on the back of it. Slowly, her eyes opened and I gave a smile.

"Mako?"

"Hey," I replied, shaking my head when she tried to sit up. "Just relax Korra. You need to rest."

She gave me a small smile before her expression changed to panic, her hand moving down to press against her stomach. I placed my hand on top of hers, and she looked up at me, raw fear in her eyes.

"You're okay," I assured. "You and the baby are fine."

Korra closed her eyes, fighting back the tears. "I'm so sorry," she whispered. "I-I didn't know how to tell you."

"I know." I leaned down to kiss her temple, wiping away a tear that had escaped. "Everything is going to be okay. Just get some rest. You're both going to need it."

She paused. "Are you sure the baby is okay?"

I nodded. "Yes, now get some sleep."

"Where's Asami?" she mumbled, her eyes drooping shut.

"Downstairs with Katara," I replied, chuckling as my wife yawned. The brunette made a sound of agreement before allowing herself to be dragged back into the land of dreams, one hand resting protectively around her torso. I couldn't help but smile, giving her temple another kiss. A baby. We were having a baby! And though I was weary, I knew this baby would make it. If they were anything like their mother, I knew they would be okay. I was sure.

And at the moment, I was the happiest man alive.

Korra's POV

Mako placed a hand over mine as I continued to fidget in the waiting room. Two weeks ago I had come in with Asami to see how my niece was doing and so far everything was fine and Asami would be delivering the baby soon. The doctor had recognized me and asked if I had come in for prenatal care. I had said no, hence why I was in today. He wanted to have an ultrasound and though I was excited I was also a bit nervous. I really wasn't ready to be pregnant again.

"Korra?" the nurse called.

I took a deep breath before standing, my husband following. He wrapped an arm around me, kissing my temple and assuring me that everything was okay. I went inside and lay down as instructed, gripping my Firebender's hand tightly as the young woman turned on the screen, asking me a few routine questions. She lifted up my shirt, placing a warm gel on my belly before rubbing a scanner over it.

I looked away from the screen at that point, shutting my eyes tightly. I couldn't look. The last time I had, I fell in love, only to lose him a few weeks later. I couldn't go through that again.

"Your baby is doing well," I heard her say. "Don't you want to see?"

I took in a shaky breath, feeling Mako kiss my temple. I opened my eyes, looking up to see him and he smiled before gesturing at the screen. I shook my head, not wanting to look when I heard it. It was gentle sound, a steady, small, rhythmic thumping and I couldn't help but look towards the noise. My eyes began to water as I watched the outline of my baby and I reached towards the screen. It was such a beautiful sound. One I wasn't sure I would've ever heard again.

"They're okay?" I asked.

The nurse smiled and nodded. "Perfectly healthy."

I looked over at Mako and he smiled at me, kissing my temple again as we watched the screen. The baby was fine. My baby was fine.

Mako's POV

I was home, taking the tags off the baby clothes we'd recently purchased. Just three more months and I'd be able to hold my daughter in my arms. Ever since the ultrasound, my wife had been more proactive in getting things for the baby, her eyes would light up in affection and adoration anytime the conversation was steered toward the subject of our baby or even Asami's baby. She'd just been so much happier recently. She was still a little scared but the doctor assured her the pregnancy was going just as expected.

My phone rang and went back into the other room to answer it, checking the caller ID quickly. "Hey honey," I greeted.

"Go to Asami's house and grab the suitcase in the living room," she answered not bothering with formalities, her tone urgent. "There's a key under the vase next to the door."

"What's-"

"Now!" Click.

I blinked, looking at my phone. She'd hung up on me. I frowned trying to figure out why... Realization hit me and I was out the door. She text me the address of the hospital and I got there as soon as I could, watching her walk out of the ER. I ran over and hugged her tightly, my hand going to her bump.

"Hey, are you okay?" I asked.

I felt her nod against my chest before answering, her voice shaky. "I'm okay."

"How's Asami and the baby?"

My wife pulled away to look up at me, a smile on her face. "They're both fine."

"Avatar Korra?" a nurse called. We both turned. "You can see Ms. Sato and the baby now."

Korra smiled at me and I nodded my head, kissing her temple. She took off the robe and handed it to the nurse before almost jogging down the corridor. I chuckled and shook my head. Those two were something else.

Asami's POV

I couldn't help but smile as I looked at the beautiful baby in my arms. She was just so…amazing. Her skin was pale like mine but her eyes were still the pale blue that all babies were when they're first born. What little hair she had was jet black, and I could already picture the untamable curl. After nine months of waiting I was finally able to hold her. My daughter. My miracle. My world.

Korra had been there through the whole process, holding my hand. I could see her nervousness and fright in her eyes. And I couldn't really blame her. She was not too far behind me and would be having her own baby within a few months. To see me screaming and yelling… it couldn't have been reassuring.

My best friend had momentarily left the room to go tell Mako the news. That was about the time the nurse had brought in my baby girl, all wrapped up in a soft cloud of pink. I cooed at the infant in my arms, rocking her gently to and fro. Moments later, Korra came back, still rubbing her hand to get the circulation going. I rolled my eyes. My grip couldn't have been that bad.

Her eyes lit up when she saw my daughter and she hesitantly came closer to the bed. "Can-can I…" she whispered, looking unsure but at the same time hopeful.

I smiled wider, if that was even possible, and nodded my head, gently handing over my most prized possession. My beautiful, beautiful little girl.

Korra smiled down at the baby, rocking her back and forth as she took a seat next to me on the bed. "She's beautiful."

I chuckled, nodding my head again. "This is the most important day of my life," I told her, lowering the edge of the blanket so that I could see her.

My best friend looked over at me. "What are you going to name her?" she asked, maneuvering the baby back into my awaiting arms.

I took my child and smiled, caressing her little chubby cheek with a finger. "Victoria Korra Sato."

The Waterbender's eyes widened at the revelation. "You… Victoria Korra…"

I nodded once again, assuring her that she had heard correctly. "You've always been there for me, my friend. I hope its alright that I-"

"Of course it is," she cut me off, tears welling in her eyes. She swiped at them, trying to push them back. "Stupid hormones…" We both laughed. And I released a heavy sigh of contentment. I was exhausted and sweaty but I loved every minute of it.

Hiroshi's POV

I was surprised when the guard came to my cell to tell me I had a visitor. I had been locked away for years and I hadn't gotten any correspondence, visits, anything from the outside world. I found out about the company's comeback through newspapers and the TV. Even my daughter's wedding I'd learned about through second hand sources. I'd tried contacting her but she wanted nothing to do with me. My phone calls were rejected, my emails sent to spam and my letters returned. After a while I stopped trying. No use in begging when she clearly wanted nothing to do with me.

So I was even more surprised when I came out to the visitation area to find Asami, a bundle in her arms. I tried to not act as surprised as I was when I sat in front of her, my attention on the infant she held with care, their face hidden by the blanket. My daughter must have noticed this because she lowered the blanket and maneuvered the baby so I could see. I fought back a smile.

"Her name is Victoria," she whispered before bringing the baby close to her chest.

I nodded my head. A girl. "She looks like you," I answered before looking back up at her. "Her father?"

"Not in the picture."

"Hmmm."

I saw Asami's jaw tighten, her eyes narrowing. "You're in no position to judge me."

"I suppose that's what you get for marrying a Bender."

She scoffed, shaking her head. It wasn't that I wasn't glad to see her, but she had left me here to rot, ignored me as her father. Asami made a move to stand and I sighed.

"Wait, Asami," I called and she met my gaze. "How old is she?"

She sighed and sat back down. "Just three weeks," my daughter answered with a smile, shifting her so I could see her once again.

My hand moved forward but out of the corner of my eye I saw the guard take a step forward. I let my hand drop back to my side of the table. No contact was allowed between inmates and visitors, I knew that. But my grandchild, she reminded me so much of my Asami, of when I used to rock her to sleep...

"Victoria is a good name," I commented after a moment. "Means victory."

Asami smiled, looking at her child. "She's my world."

"Are you still friends with that-"

"Don't even," she growled defensively.

"How can you defend her?" I asked indignantly. "She's the reason I'm in here! If you would have stayed away from her this wouldn't have happened. Victoria shouldn't be exposed to Benders like-"

"Her name is Victoria Korra Sato," Asami said as she stood one final time, slipping her purse back onto her shoulder while holding my granddaughter to her chest in an almost protective manner.

My jaw clenched. She had named her after...I shook my head, of course she did. That damn Bender had always been hanging around my daughter, had helped turn her against me. She had taken her away from me.

"I wanted you to at least meet her. After today I won't bother you again."

"Asami, you can't just - "

But she was already gone.

Asami's POV

About a week after going to see my dad I went to go visit Korra with Victoria. She had stopped going to council meetings for the remainder of her pregnancy and she was alone most of the time which is why her mother decided to come and spend time with her. She was arriving next week and wanted to meet my daughter as well as her soon to be born grandchild. My best friend greeted me at the door, before giving Victoria kiss on the forehead, causing her to stir.

"How are you feeling?" I asked as we sat down.

"She's been moving nonstop since Mako left this morning," the brunette answer, rubbing her torso. "Guess she can't wait to get out and quite frankly neither can we."

I chuckled, laying my daughter on the couch. I took a deep breath. "I went to go see my dad," I said quietly.

She said nothing for a moment, my daughter's hand wrapped around her finger. "How did it go?"

I scoffed. "How do you think?" I replied. "He was difficult." I sighed and shook my head. "All I wanted was for him to at least see Victoria."

Korra sighed before wrapping an arm around me. I rested my head on her shoulder. Why couldn't he at least pretend to be happy?

"It could've been worse."

"Hardly."

The door opened and Mako came inside, leaving his bag by the door before coming over and giving Korra a kiss, placing a hand on her torso. He greeted me and I did the same as he planted a kiss on her belly, causing Korra to shift and smack his shoulder, telling him it was his fault the baby moved around so much. He spotted my daughter and asked if he could pick her up and I gave my permission easily.

"Well your dad had a point about Tahno," my best friend commented, watching her husband with my daughter. "Neither you or Vic need him."

"If he ever shows his face again Uncle Mako is going to have to get his hands dirty," the Firebender cooed at my baby, though the words were completely sincere.

We laughed and I felt all my tension melt away. They were right. My daughter didn't need her father. Mako was a good enough role model, and he adored her. Not to mention I had Korra as well. As far as I was concerned, this was all the family I needed. And we'd soon be adding a new member.

Korra's POV

There is something in you when you become a mother that simply changes. The first nine months, while you're still carrying a life you have yet to meet, you grow attached and you still cannot even fathom the love you are about to experience. And though your mind somewhat strays during those moments of labor and the pains that rack your body, you still know that it's gonna be worth it in the end. And you're right.

You're tired and achy and you want nothing more than to be left alone and to rest. But then the nurse comes back in, carrying that blanket covered infant in her arms and you suddenly remember why you went through all that misery. She tells you the baby is fine, that it's a girl, and then hands over the Spirit's precious gift to you.

There's something in that moment that just suddenly shifts. You look at the soft, round face, and you see the pure, radiant, innocence, and you know that your soul belongs to this newly living creature that came from you. And you wonder how you came to be so lucky, laying there in a hospital bed, staring. Simply staring.

You know you're not worthy. But you promise to love your baby with all your heart, to always try and protect her from the despair this world can bring. And you know, though you hate the thought, that you wont always be there to catch her when she falls. But you will make sure to kiss the scrapes she is sure to get, because you know she will have that rambunctious spirit that you and your husband will argue about where she got it from.

You don't know how to explain it then. But you promise to spend the rest of your life showing this beautiful baby girl all the love she deserves, and exactly what this moment means to you. You'll love her till the end of days... And then forever after that.

My beautiful Mya.

Mako's POV

I couldn't help but smile as I looked down at my daughter in my arms. Her skin color was a mix but closer to Korra's. She had dark hair, a tiny nose and blue eyes. Just a few days ago we'd brought her home from the hospital but it still seem so unreal to be able to finally hold her. My wife gave me a tender smile as she lowered the blanket, earning a tiny squeak from our daughter. Korra grinned and cooed at her and I found myself staring. She noticed and smiled before I leaned in for a kiss, our foreheads touching.

Spirits, this woman made me the happiest man alive. Mya squeaked again and I rocked her in my arms as I sat down on the bed. All our family had already met her and had adored this beautiful creature. Korra's parents noted how much she looked like her when she was a baby. I didn't mind this though, my wife was a beauty.

"We need to put her down in her crib," Korra whispered, but I knew she didn't really want to. I think she would've been content to hold her all day.

Since we'd brought her home, she hadn't wanted to leave the baby's side, but Senna had reminded her that the baby would be fine, that she needed to rest. Tenzin had agreed. He was like a second father to Korra and he was as happy as could be to finally be able to hold his surrogate grandchild.

Gently I maneuvered Mya into Korra's arms and followed her to the nursery as she gently put our daughter down for the night. She squeaked once more before stilling and we both made sure she was well covered before turning on the baby monitor, but we didn't leave right away. We'd gone through a lot to get to this point in our lives, and it hit us how much of a miracle this was.

We laid down and I brought Korra close, watching as her eyes lulled shut and her breathing evened out. Spirits, she was just an amazing woman. I kissed her temple and smiled. We finally had a family.