One day the nurse said, "You have a visitor."

Kuvira looked up and said, "Baatar."

Sure enough, her ex fiance stood at the doorway. His eyes were focused on the bundle in Kuvira's arms. Kuvira didn't meet his gaze, words couldn't describe the guilt she felt every day for firing the spirit cannon at him. Another thing that was plaguing her mind was the questioning if Baatar was still alive. She felt thankful that he was.

"Do you want to hold her?" Kuvira asked breaking the silence.

Baatar jr didn't respond, instead he went over to the hospital bed. Kuvira placed her baby in Baatar's arms. He sat down on the side of the bed carefully supporting the infant's head and adjusting her in the crook of his arm. The infant let out a small coo. Kuvira thought she could see Baatar's lips curve into a smile. After a few minutes, the infant started to cry, Baatar looked like he didn't know what to do.

"She's hungry, let me have her," Kuvira said.

Baatar passed their daughter over to Kuvira who adjusted her baby at her breast. The infant immediately quieted down as soon as she latched on. Kuvira ran her fingers through her baby's fine hairs. Baatar averted his eyes.

"Tomorrow, I'm taking her home with me," Baatar broke the silence, his voice held no warmth but it wasn't filled with malice either.

"You are?" Kuvira asked her voice cracking. "Back to Zaofu?" Kuvira shifted her baby from her breast to her shoulder to burp her.

"No, I'm not going back to Zaofu," Baatar Jr. said his jaw tightening a bit and that's all he would say.

The next morning Kuvira was given a few minutes to say goodbye. She cuddled her child for the last time. Tiny fingers wrapped around her bigger finger. The young mother said words of love to her infant.

"I know you probably don't understand me, but I love you so much," the infant looked into her mother's green eyes and let out a coo that melted Kuvira's heart. "When you were born I was afraid that I'd lose you and that you wouldn't live," Kuvira's voice started to break. "I can't watch you grow up because of all the mistakes I've made, but Daddy's going to take good care of you." Kuvira placed a soft kiss on her baby's head.

Baatar jr. entered the room and sat down on the bed. Kuvira placed her daughter in his arms, tears at her eyes. Baatar placed a kiss on his daughter's forehead and adjusted her in his arms. Kuvira noticed that he had his engagement ring on even though it was obvious that they had broken it off.

Before Baatar left, he said, "I don't know if I can ever fully forgive you, or myself for that matter but I will try for our daughter's sake." His voice seemed resigned and tired.

When Kuvira returned to her cell she realized that she hadn't even named her child.

Baatar Jr. wasn't planning on going back to Zaofu because he felt that his family would never forgive him or take him back. As part of the condition of his release besides raising his daughter he had to help with restoring the destroyed infrastructures in Republic City. He would pass through the streets and receive looks and glares. Baatar's motivation was fixing his wrongs and raising his baby daughter. Bringing up his and Kuvira's child was a sort of redemption. He realized upon reflection that he hadn't even thought of a name for her.

One night it was stormy and raining, Baatar could hear the soft wails of his daughter as the thunder sounded. Sleepily he rose out of bed and made his way over to his daughter's crib. He then leaned down to pick her up. "Shh, shh Daddy's got you," he said giving her a kiss on the head and rubbing her back. Baatar realized that his little girl didn't have a name, then it came to him.

"Hikaru," he said softly continuing to rub her back. The little girl's cries gradually ceased comforted by her father's presence.

End of flashback