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Kailee fled from Republic City as fast as her legs could carry her. She fled, fled to the areas that she knew that she wouldn't be welcome in because she wasn't a bender. But even there, chi blockers were scrounging and searching for any and every bender they could find. Finally, out of desperation, she hid in the sewers with the help of a friendly homeless man who was not a bender who was also against the equalists.

It was here that she remained, waiting and waiting until the war could finally come to an end. when the news announced that Avatar Korra and her comrades had gone into hiding, she knew it was only a matter of time before she was found. But this time, she waited for Korra. Her head had healed, even though her memories hadn't, and she knew that as long as a few names from her past weren't brought up, she'd be just fine.

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Korra went into the hiding location that the homeless man had created, and she saw that the nameless mute was here as well. She was holding herself fearfully, like she was trying to hold herself together, and Korra began wondering just what had happened to the poor girl. Mako and Bolin turned their attention to her momentarily before going back to the homeless man to try to get a message out to the United Forces Army.

But as the day came nearer for the fight to continue, Kailee grew more and more nervous about staying where she was, worrying more about someone recognizing her as a nonbender until she heard that Asami Sato wasn't a bender. With that new knowledge, she was finally able to relax.

The fight came nearer and nearer to her new home, and finally there was a day that she heard a massive amount of explosions and shaking of the earth coming from above. She cringed in fear, holding her head in pain at the memories that were trying to force their ways to the surface, memories that were filled with screams, explosions, and angry yelling.

In the midst of all the chaos, nobody noticed that she collapsed aside from the one who had helped bring her here.

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"Who is that?" she heard a male ask, and then heard an intake of breath.

"Oh, that. The black haired one is Asami Sato, daughter of the famous owner of the Satomobile. The brown haired one is a mute, we haven't been able to find a way to communicate with her," Kailee heard Bolin say quickly. "Well, I haven't, and Korra hasn't, but Mako somehow did before he made her pass out again."

"Hey! That was an accident when we were trying to heal her, Bolin!" she heard Mako yell angrily.

"Please, don't fight on my account, gentlemen," she heard the newcomer chuckle.

Iroh sized up the two females across the large spacious room from him. Asami Sato was caring for an unconscious female, but Iroh's main question was as to who the brunette was and whether or not she was related to the lost granddaughter of Katara. He continued to watch the two females until he saw the flash of a necklace on the mute girl's neck.

He widened his eyes subconsciously and fingered the outline of the music box that he kept hidden in a satchel with his most trusted messenger hawk, who always seemed to know when there was a battle that was about to arrive. He knew that necklace, he could have sworn that he did, he could have sworn it was the one that he saw Katara give to the long-lost Kailee.

"General?" he heard Korra say as she helped him onto a crate, and he snapped alert. "Is something wrong?"

"It's nothing, I could have sworn I saw something. I must have been mistaken," he said shaking his head slightly as Korra went to heal his injured arm.

"So, um, what exactly did you see?" she asked curiously.

"I'm not sure," he said turning back to watch Asami try to revive the young brunette. "But I could have sworn I'd seen it somewhere before…"

"Where?" Bolin asked, but Iroh ignored him.

"I was prepared to meet with Sato's mechatanks, but not these new high tech aircrafts," he said tartly as she healed him.

"I know," she said mournfully. "Every time we think we have an advantage, Amon outsmarts us."

"No matter what our plan is, he always has a better one," Bolin whined.

"Amon is winning so far. We're not out of the fight yet," Iroh said firmly.

"I like this man's confidence!" Bolin said fist pumping to his sides before mellowing out. "So, how are we not out of the fight?"

Iroh stood up at that moment and looked over at Kailee, who was now up and ready for anything that could come her way.

"A second wave of reinforcements is on the way," he said as he put his hand onto his injury to cover it tenderly. "But I need to warn them. Do you still have a way to get a message out?"

"I know just the man for the job," Korra smiled, and Kailee looked over at Iroh, who cast one last glance over his shoulder at her.

Kailee looked over at Iroh, unable to believe her eyes. Could this really be someone that knew her? He acted like he knew her from somewhere, but she didn't remember him at all!

She waited for the others to come back from their little war strategy meeting and was going to go ask him, but Korra stopped cold.

"Wait," she said, and the other benders and Asami turned around to face her. "I'm sorry, but… I'm not going with you tomorrow."

"What?" Mako asked.

"Why not?" Asami asked confused.

"I'm sick and tired of hiding from Amon! It's time I face him," Korra replied.

"That's not a good plan," Iroh said stepping forward. "We need to stick together."

"I'm not waiting for him to hunt me down," she said defiantly. "My gut's telling me it's time to end this – on my terms."

"Korra, this is not a mission you should be handling alone," Iroh said sternly.

"She won't be. I'm going with you," Mako said stepping to Korra.

"You don't have to do that," Korra argued.

"Yes, yes I do," Mako shot back gravely.

"My grandfather would respect the Avatar's instinct," Iroh said with a contemplative sigh, "So will I."

So, any ideas as to why I named this chapter what I did?

Please review, one measley review is disheartening... it almost makes me think nobody likes this fanfic!