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Senna's POV

I couldn't help but smile at Korra's excitement at finally being able to bring Jason home. Tonraq had finished the second room a few days ago and we'd signed the adoption papers. The boy ran into her arms and she picked him up, holding him tightly against her. My husband also seemed to be happy for her, knowing they would help each other heal.

Mako had helped her set up Jason's room in the house and Asami had taken Korra shopping for clothes, shoes and toys as well. Both friends seemed to be happy to see her so excited, almost how she used to be before her days in the prison. I could almost see the mischievous gleam in her eye like I used to when she was younger.

Katara had talked to Tenzin and asked him not to ruin the moment for Korra. I had also had a talk with him. This was a big step for my daughter and I warned him I wouldn't let him ruin this for her. He clarified that it was never his intention but that he didn't want her to harm the child or be a bad role model to him. To show that he was giving her a chance he held a small party for the boy.

Jason stayed with my daughter the entire time, sitting on her lap, not saying a word. We already knew he didn't talk to anyone but Korra and, on some occasions, Mako. He even seemed frightened at one point but my little girl calmed him down, assuring him that no one was going to hurt him and we were all were very happy he was with us.

It was night time now and a few minutes ago my husband had walked into our room, a broad smile on his face. I raised a brow at this as he sat on the bed.

"Korra is reading him her favorite story," he stated smugly. I playfully rolled my eyes but gave him a soft kiss on the cheek before going to see for myself.

When I got there I didn't hear anything and frowned. I looked inside the room and I found myself smiling. Jason was curled up next to my little girl, who had an arm draped over him protectively. The book she had been reading lay forgotten on the floor, having fallen out of my daughter's limp grasp.

The boy looked content, tranquil. As did she, something I hadn't seen in a long time. I went inside and covered them both up, making sure they weren't cold. It occurred to me that Korra wouldn't be spending much time in her room now. I let out a content sigh. My little girl was going to be ok. Jason and her both were going to be ok.

Korra's POV

I think I might have slightly overestimated my time management skills. After working with Tarrlok on the Task Force I had gone with Howl to train for a bit before scratching another name off Howl's list. He had wanted to come with me but I insisted that if word got out about there being two Blue Spirits running around, Lin would start making the connection again.

I could already feel a few new bruises forming on my body from both of my 'jobs'. I came in as quietly as I could into my room only to find that it wasn't empty. I smiled at this before making a move to take off my uniform, stripping down to my undershirt and shorts.

I heard a shuffling noise and looked over to find Jason rubbing his eyes sleepily as he sat up. I hadn't meant to wake him. "Korra...?" he half slurred.

"Shhh." I kneeled in front of him and gently pushed him back so he'd lie down. "It's okay. Go back to sleep," I told him, smoothing his hair down. He laid down but his drowsy amber eyes were starting to focus on me.

"Where were," a small yawn interrupted him. I had to admit it was cute. "Where were you?"

"Work," I said. It wasn't a complete lie.

"Are you tired?" he asked.

I chuckled and gave him a nod. He scooted over so that I could lay down and I felt my eyes droop as my head made contact with the pillow. I covered both of us up before I let out a yawn as well.

Jason snuggled closer to me, wiggling his way under my arm so it was draped over him, the way he usually slept. "Are you always going to get home this late?" he muttered, already drifting back to his dreams.

"Mmhmm," I hummed. "I'll try and make it back earlier but…I don't think it's going to happen," I added sleepily. And I hated that fact.

"Okay," Jason answered, giving me a kiss on the cheek. I smiled. He had just accepted this, no questions, no suspicion. It amazed me.

The sun was starting to rise but I didn't care. And it wasn't long before I shut my eyes and fell asleep with Jason next to me.

Senna's POV

It was about midday and I hadn't seen or heard from Korra or Jason. I frowned at this and went to my daughter's room to find the boy sitting down next to her as she slept. He had action figures in his hands and had seemed to be playing with them, prior to me coming in.

I shook my head at this, picking him up and giving him to Tonraq, who stood by the door. I instructed him to give the little tyke some breakfast. The small Firebender shook his head and tried to get out my husband's hold as my husband turned away.

I made my way over to the bed and yanked the blanket off my daughter. She let out an unintelligible sound before turning towards me, her eyes slowly focusing. I almost regretted waking her up but I had to let her know that her lack of responsibility towards the boy would not be tolerated.

"What's wrong?" she muttered sleepily.

"I need to talk to you about Jason," I replied as calmly as I could.

My daughter immediately sat up at this, looking beside her before searching the room. She threw off the rest of the blanket before getting up and walking toward the door. I gently grabbed her arm and made her look at me.

"He's with your father," I explained. She seemed to relax at this. "But this is unacceptable, Korra."

"What's unacceptable?" my daughter asked.

"Your behavior," I said. "You are never home and when you are, you're sleeping."

"Well sorry for having to rest," Korra snapped. "It's not like I'm out partying or anything. I'm at work, and sadly it's an all night gig."

"Jason needs a parent, Korra," I replied. "He needs someone to take care of him, to teach him, to be with him. Not someone who sleeps all day."

"I am there for him!" she practically yelled. "I explained to him how my job works and he understands, unlike the rest of you!" She crossed her arms over her chest. "Unlike you, he's not waiting for me to screw up."

"It's not like that," I countered. "Jason doesn't like eating dinner because you're not home, now look at the time. It's midday and he hasn't eaten anything. He needs a parent." I repeated.

My daughter scoffed, and I could see the walls in her mind coming back up, trying to keep me out. "You'd know all about that wouldn't you?" She shook her head and turned toward the door. "Might want to start practicing what you preach." And with that she was gone.

I lowered my gaze at this. As a mother I had made many mistakes, I knew that. But to have my own child throw them back at me, hurt more than words could describe.