Author's note: I do not own anything. This one we get back to Korra and Zaheer. We also get to see inside of Zaheer and P'Li. We know some of you aren't happy with the last chapter, but it will be important in the end. And we know that you guys want more Zaheer and Korra, but she almost got kidnapped by him…Thank you for reading, please comment and tell me what you think.

"….My Avatar…"

Korra had long since dragged herself from the top of that tree, it took her longer than Zaheer would have liked, but after he apparently 'Scared the spirits out of her' she calmed down and started talking to him. There was almost no tension in the air, all the tension was created by the young Avatar. Korra was always looking for a fight; she was trying to cover up the idea that her spirit liked to have his aura around her. Korra didn't like how comfortable she was getting around him; he just tried to kidnap me for spirits sake!

"I received your message, Zaheer." Korra said with hint of malice in her voice, "Where is this so called meeting you are having?" Zaheer took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"If you were intended to know, Avatar," Zaheer said with no emotion, "then you would have received an invitation." Korra let out a low noise close to a growl; she longed to have her bending to teach this guy a lesson. Taking a deep breath, she tried being less direct.

"Was that the whole message?" Korra asked now finally sitting down in a position almost identical to Zaheer's.

"No." Zaheer said while opening his eyes, his almost black eyes were filled with anger and a little conflict, "But you knew this. You wouldn't be able to control your curiosity, and we would once again find ourselves here."

"This whole scheme was to get me here?" Korra asked, an uneasy feeling growing in her stomach as she stared into those dark eyes. After speaking his eyes closed once more, as if he was trying to let go of his anger; with a silent sigh he opened them again, this time void of all emotion.

"I am tired of chasing you, Korra." Zaheer sneered, as his anger was dripping from each word, yet his eyes were void, "This meeting is to figure out what the Red Lotus wants to do….but don't think for one second that if it was up to me I wouldn't use the new air nation against you. Soon you will either submit, or I, personally, will make you submit." Zaheer closed his eyes as he let Korra dwell on that statement.

A look of horror reached Korra's face as she took in his words, as her heart dropped into her stomach. She hadn't even thought of him using the new air benders against her, but as she was thinking about it, it seemed like the perfect idea. When Korra didn't answer right away, Zaheer opened one eye and looked at her scrunched up face and sighed. He couldn't understand this heavy feeling in his heart when he saw that look on her usually beautiful features.

"Why were you up in the tree so long?" Zaheer asked Korra without opening his eyes, as he was still in the meditation position. Zaheer had lost control of his anger; I can't allow that to happen again. Korra was taken back from his words; she wasn't ready for that transition, from such anger in his voice to sounding so at peace. She couldn't even begin to think about why he even wanted to know, but not wanted to keep him waiting she told him the truth. It couldn't hurt.

"Well, I guess, because it is so peaceful." Korra said looking up into the sky, then back at Zaheer, "Just as you usually meditate to relax, I love to run or feel the wind through my hair. The spirits are part of me, and I believe, sometimes, that I belong in this world than the physical one." Zaheer's eyes shot open as Korra's closed at that last comment; he looked at the Avatar with shock written on his face. She was leaning back on both hands, legs still crossed, her head was back with her eyes shut, and a breath taking smile on her face as the wind blew through her hair. He and the Avatar shared more in common than he first originally thought. He cursed himself; I shouldn't think of her like that, she is just a pawn that we need. Just a pawn.

When Korra opened eyes, she couldn't help but feel attracted to the man in front of her. She pushed off her butt and slowly crawled on her hands and knees in front of this man. She couldn't control herself as she reached up, and lightly grazed her fingers along his cheek. She couldn't help the blush that ran across her face as temptation won the battle over his mind as he leaned into her soft hand; electricity shot throughout both their bodies from the slight touch. Korra's mouth let a soft gasp leave her lips as she found herself leaning forward, towards his. His deep eyes clashed with her light ones; just like yin and yang it seemed as if they were drawn to each other, as if they needed one another. Slowly she closed her eyes, giving into the pounding in her heart; getting lost into the intoxicating aroma he had, she could feel his hot breath on her lips and she couldn't help the involuntary shudder that ran through her body. Zaheer shocked himself as he found himself wanting to hold her; his eye's started to close as he leaned towards her begging lips. As their lips were less than centimeters apart, both of them silently begging for the slightest touch, she could feel his lips pull up into a smirk as his hand ghostly ran over her cheek.

"….My Avatar," he whispered, and then his warmth disappeared. Korra felt the cold crawl up her spine as she opened her eyes and saw that he had vanished in thin air. And with another broken sigh, she was gone as well.

But unknown to her, Zaheer had just moved himself to the other side of the tree; he couldn't believe he let his emotions grab a hold of him like that. With a sigh, he leaned back against the tree, rubbing his temples with his pointer fingers. With an angry yell, he turned around and punched the tree. The Avatar was making him soft, P'Li was right, he has changed, and he didn't know if it was for better or for worse. All he knew is that it had to stop.

Zaheer was walking back to his room on the airship; he needed to figure out what was calling him to the spirit world. After the group's failed attempt to kidnap the Avatar, there had been a lot of stress and a lot of yelling at one another. Right before he pushed open the door to his room, he heard his name being called from the room across from his, and he froze.

"You and Zaheer do not seem as happy as you did before prison." Zaheer didn't have to see who was speaking to know it was Ming-Hua. Ming-Hua wasn't asking, she was simply stating the facts that even Zaheer knew. He also knew he should just go in his room and quickly go to what or whoever was calling him, but his curiosity grew too strong and he got closer to the other door to listen.

"No, it does not seem like it." The other spoke with a soft sigh, Zaheer himself barely picked it up; the person speaking he knew was his P'Li. "When I joined the Red Lotus, I was young and looking for excitement. I am in no one saying I regret this, but I may regret him." Zaheer's eyes widened as he processed what she was saying. It weighted his heart down to hear his usually confident P'Li speak so softly and so timid.

"But, P'Li," Ming-Hua said, "Was he not what kept you through the cold nights in prison?" Zaheer sure hoped he was for her, because she consumed almost all of his thoughts the thirteen years they were locked up.

"He isn't the man I knew once, and he can never become him again. That is what ruined us." P'Li stated, sounding a little more like herself; Zaheer could picture her flawless face scrunching up at the thought of anything displeasing. "When you are sitting in the cold, nothing to keep you warm, but your memories, you constantly think of who you love. Your mind creates this unrealistic image of that man. Unrealistic fantasies and by then it's already ruined. When you finally see him, you can't help but see that unrealistic image of him, but soon the façade falls. Zaheer just couldn't live up to the expectations of the man I built in my head."

Korra let out a loud groan as her spirit forced its way back into her body, one was supposed to ease their way back in, but she guessed her spirit was too angry and too humiliated to take its time.

"Oh spirits." She mumbled as a pounding in her head began, "I never want to go into the spirit world again." Korra rubbed her head as she opened her eyes and jumped when she saw Mako sitting on the bed staring at her in confusion. Korra shook her head at him, telling him not to question it.

"Come on, Korra. We have an idea where the meeting is going to take place." Mako said as he got up off the bed offering Korra his hand. "While you went to the spirit world and Asami and Bolin stayed here, I went back to their truck and searched it from top to bottom."

"And?" Korra asked while taking Mako's hand. He pulled her up off the bed then quickly dropped her hand and started walking towards the springs where Asami and Bolin were sitting playing with the spirits.

"I found something." Mako harshly said, telling Korra that the conversation was over for now. Korra couldn't understand why he had gotten so harsh and angry so quickly. She just shrugged and ran over to Bo and Asami.

"Did you see Zaheer in the spirit world?" Asami said as she stood when Korra reached them, Mako trailing slightly behind Korra.

"Yeah I did, but he wouldn't tell me anything." Korra said grumpily crossing her arms across her chest, "But he did tell me that if it was up to him, that he would use the new air benders against me." Everyone looked taken back by that, they all knew that Zaheer needed Korra but they didn't realize that he would go as far as whipping out the air nation to get to her.

"What do you think he will do to them?" Bolin said, now just starting to stand up with Pabu on his shoulder. He was getting tired of looking up at the other three benders.

"I don't know, Bo." Korra said rubbing her arm, "But what I do know is that we need to stop them before he can get the air benders."

"This meeting is the perfect way to figure out what they are going to do. To make sure we are a step ahead of them." Asami said slamming her fist into her open palm. Korra wanted to chuckle at the thought, but she knew that a pissed off Asami was a scary Asami; even if she couldn't bend.

"Well the letter that I found in their vehicle, said that the meeting would be in Republic City." Mako said pulling the letter out of his shirt, handing it to Korra for her to read, "Zaheer must know that the president banned Korra from the city." Korra felt her heart drop into her stomach for the second time today as she read the letter herself.

"Not only is it in Republic City, but the meeting is being held in the president's private bunker, underneath his house."