Thank you all for the reviews! Here is Chapter 23. :)

Chapter Twenty-Three

Day Thirty

I watched the lightning flicker across the evening sky, descending from the stormy black clouds ov`erhead`. The flashes of lightning fought for dominance of the sky, followed by loud claps of thunder. I cringed shamefully so when a piece of lightning struck into the air surrounding the ship. The cool foam from the waves sprayed me, moistening my hair as I stood out in the open. I was already soaked from the rain that was currently pouring down, distressing the sea waters around me, and making them rock the ship. The ship creaked with each splashing wave.

I moved backwards into the shelter of the overhang, releasing a loud breath as the rain ceased to soak me. I crossed my arms over my chest, defiantly trying to warm my chilled bones. I refused to go inside, to the warmth of my bedroom, but as the lightning danced closer, I turned around and walked down the hallway, shivering.

As I walked, I rubbed my hands across my forearms, trying to warm them. They were covered in goose bumps. I huffed, walking quicker down the hall. My plan was to get a warm bath then go to dinner, which I knew, would be starting in about two hours.

Suddenly, I felt an abnormally forced gust of wind whip me, and I turned my head to face the source. I squinted against the winds, bending them away, confused. The vents must have turned on. I decided wearily, peering down the hallway in front of me before shuffling forward.

The thought of the sudden winds left my mind as I dwelled on other things. I passed by doors, mentally counting them. Sokka's. I glanced at his closed door. Hakoda. I continued walking, rubbing my hands together for warmth. Katara. Toph. I slowed my pace as I knew who's door was next.

Aang's. I noted rather solemnly, dropping my arms to my side. I slowed to a stop, glancing at the door.

It was open.

I stared at the door. It wasn't wide open, but cracked. My train of thoughts came to a stop. I stared at the door without comprehending anything.

Slowly, I trudged inside, and forcibly turned my head.

The bed was empty, the quilts thrown onto the ground, the red flag above the bed lopsided, the red rug on the floor halfway under the bed. Aang's staff was gone.

And so was he.

My head jerked upwards and I whirled around, my feet scrambling as I nearly stumbled. Realization dawned on me as I jumped out of the room, my heart pounding wildly.

I needed to find him. I followed in the direction where the gust of wind came from, now I was running. My body felt numb –- but it was running on adrenaline.

I bended myself onto the deck, and everything a blur. My eyes rested on a group of people and I recognized the faces as my friends. Katara was talking, but I could not hear her words, Sokka blocking my view. I came forward quickly, standing by him.

He was sitting on the ground, his legs cross underneath of him. His head moved from side to side, and his fists clutched his legs woozily. I knelt down, feeling ultimately happy, overjoyed. He raised his eyes and I saw my reflection in them. He stared at me a moment longer before he lurched forward. I felt his warm arms embrace me tightly and I returned the hug fiercely.

Tears streamed down my face, and I didn't let go of him. He didn't make a move to let go of me. "Aang." I murmured softly, and I felt him sigh gently against my ear.

Finally, everything seemed right in the world again. Well, almost.

AN: Yes, Aang has finally awoke! I'm sorry for the short chapter, but I didn't want to draw it out much longer. Anyway, I should be posting chapters up more quickly for the time being, because I'm on Spring Break and I have nothing to do and nowhere to go. Don't be surprised if I end up posting three chapters in one day...I'm going to try to refrain from doing that.

If you celebrate Easter, I hope you have a fine Easter Sunday. :)