Korra's POV

I stood there...at her funeral...feeling absolutely numb. It was sunny, though I didn't know how. The preacher was going on and on about how great a person she had been and how loved she was. I felt like screaming. This man hadn't known Asami, much less spoken to her. And though I agreed with his words, the lack of sincerity made me sick. Asami deserved so much better.

Mya stood to my right, her little hand grasped tightly in mine while Mako held Sammi on the opposite side. He was near enough to be supportive but also close enough to where I could feel his own sorrow coming off him in waves. If not for them, I'm not sure I would've made it through the service.

Victoria was sitting down in one of the chairs, surrounded by other family and friends yet looking more alone and lost than should have been allowed. Kids shouldn't have to go through this. Vic had such pain in her eyes...which I imagined reflected my own.

She had lost her mother. And I had lost my best friend.

I looked down to my daughter and squeezed her hand. She looked up to me and I motioned toward the slightly older girl. Mya didn't hesitate in walking over to her and sitting down next to the heiress. She wrapped her arm around the girl and the raven haired child buried her face against her shoulder, tiny sobs racking her body. Mya hugged the older girl to her, letting her cry.

I managed a sad smile at the two.

The funeral dragged by, and by the time it was done, Victoria's tears had long ago dried as she leaned against her younger cousin.

As everyone was leaving, Aunt Vesta told me that I could come by the house tomorrow and for the reading of Asami's will. She'd be taking Victoria home for the night until it was known who would have custody of the child. Most likely the girl would go to Vesta seeing as there was no immediate family to claim her. I would take her with me in a heartbeat but it was not my decision.

Mako told me that he was going to take Sammi and bring the car around. It was the first time he'd left my side in what felt like hours. I walked over to the girls who still sat side by side, Mya's arm around Vic's shoulders. I kneeled down to their level and managed a soft smile.

"It's time to go," I told them, my voice raspy due to the tears. Both Waterbenders stood from their seats and I felt Victoria wrap her arms around my neck. I returned the gesture, kissing her temple while Mya patted her back reassuringly.

What a pair they were.

"Aunt Vesta is waiting for you by the car," I said after a moment, feeling reluctant to let go. The green eyed girl nodded against my neck and pulled away, wiping at her eyes, the emerald orbs shimmering.

She looked so much like Asami that it hurt. I placed one more kiss on her forehead before letting the nine year old walk toward the cars.

Halfway there she stopped and turned so that she was facing us again. "You'll visit me, right Aunt Korra?" she asked looking between me and her younger cousin.

I smiled and nodded. "I'll be there tomorrow, okay? Be good for Aunt Vesta."

Victoria nodded before getting in the car and I wrapped my arm around my mini me as Mako parked ours. This was just the beginning of a very long road.

I zoned in and out as the lawyer read off the list of properties my best friend had owned. I hadn't had much sleep the last couple of days and it felt like I was moving in slow motion, like time itself was dragging its feet. Aunt Vesta had asked me to come because the lawyer had said Asami had requested my presence. Victoria sat next to the older woman, looking just as uninterested as I was. She had wanted to sit with me but the remaining Sato wouldn't have it. Old hag had never been my biggest fan. I closed my eyes taking a deep breath before I heard my name and decided that perhaps I should pay attention.

"To Korra, my best friend, I leave my greatest, most cherished possession," the man began. "My daughter, Victoria Korra Sato, along with my estate; to be split between our children as she sees fit."

I blinked owlishly. Did I just...did I hear that correctly? My niece immediately hopped off the couch and ran to me, hugging me tightly and cheering. Asami had given me custody of Vic. I let a few happy tears fall as Vesta asked the attorney if this was somehow a typo or if he had read the document correctly.

"I'm going to live with you, Aunt Korra?" the Waterbender asked.

I smiled and nodded. "Go pack your things." I waited until she was out the door before looking over at the attorney. "Anything I need to sign?"

"Yes, right here."

"You can't actually be thinking of taking her," Vesta interrupted. "She is a Sato. You can't possibly teach her-"

"I knew her mother better than anyone," I replied as I finished signing the documents. "And I will raise her the way Asami would have wanted. You are more than welcome to visit her but you're not taking her from me."

She huffed but didn't argue with me and I was glad. For years I'd wanted to give that woman a piece of my mind but had held back because of my best friend. Soon my niece was ready and we were out the door and back home. I helped unpack some of her things before going to check on Sammi who had fallen asleep not too long ago. I went back into the Waterbender's room, smiling at the sight.

Mya and Victoria were huddled up under the cover of her blue comforter, their hands intertwined and faces somber. It was Victoria's first night as a part of our family, and Mako and I had told her that we'd have her a bed tomorrow, not that I think Vic had any problem letting Mya be her shoulder to cry on.

"Hey, guys."

Mya looked over her shoulder at me and managed a small smile as I sat on the edge of the bed and laid down beside the pair, snuggled up against my daughter. Vic finally acknowledged my presence, her green eyes morose. I reached over the smaller brunette and squeezed their joined hands.

"Mamma?"

"Hmmm?"

"Can you sing to us?"

Like I'd ever say no.

You've got to give a little, take a little,
and let your poor heart break a little.
That's the story of, that's the glory of love.

You've got to laugh a little, cry a little,
until the clouds roll by a little.
That's the story of, that's the glory of love.

As long as there's the two of us,
we've got the world and all it's charms.
And when the world is through with us,
we've got each other's arms.

You've got to win a little, lose a little,
Yes, and always have the blues a little.
That's the story of, that's the glory of love.
That's the story of, that's the glory of love.

Both girls smiled at me and I tucked them in and gave their foreheads kisses. "Aunt Korra, how did you and Momna meet?" Victoria asked.

I couldn't help but chuckle at the memory. "We met on the beach actually, I was only nine at the time," I began. "And your mom plopped herself down next to me on the bench crying because she was lost."

The elder Waterbender furrowed her brow. "Momma said you snuck away from Chief Lin so you could listen to a match."

My lips twitched at that. "She would rat me out, wouldn't she. Yeah. I guess that sums it up. Anyway..."

And I told them. I told them about the day I met my best friend. How we were separated for years, and how we managed to stay friends. It was an incredible story, one that had started out in the most bizarre way. But I was always thankful, because it changed my life and gave me a one of a kind friend. After a while their eyes closed and I quietly stood from the bed and walked out into the hallway.

I leaned back against the wall, closing my eyes. I felt the air shift around me, and a comforting presence settle next to me, something, someone. The thought made me smile, and all my doubts, all my worries were soothed for the moment. I could hear a whisper that everything would be all right, that Mako and I would raise Victoria well, and not to be afraid because she would be with me every step of the way.

Opening my eyes, I glanced over at the picture hanging on the wall across from me, smiling at the memory it brought to the forefront of my mind of all those years ago.

"Be sure to keep in touch, Korra, okay?"

"Well sure. We're friends now, aren't we?"

And like the famous poet once said, "That's the end of that." Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoyed the ride. I know we enjoyed writing it.

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