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Korra's POV

After Oliver lost Jason, I avoided him at all costs. I would go to check up on the club he wanted to open, doing my job, but as soon as he arrived I would leave. It wasn't only the fact that he had lost my son that I avoided him. It was also the fact that I was going to break everything off and I still didn't know how.

I had woken up early today to go workout around the island, before the sun even rose. There was a spot almost hidden in the island where there were caves with a pool of water in the center. It had been my favorite place to train when I still had my Waterbending and I still enjoyed working out there. After I finished my daily exercises I decided to shower before changing and going back to the house.

"Speedy!" I called as I came inside, grabbing two breakfast bowls.

"Over here, momma," the little Firebender called.

I smiled as I set the bowls down, heading over to the kitchen before my body went rigid. The little Firebender was sitting on my mother's lap, but across from them was none other than Helena, Oliver's ex girlfriend.

"Sweetheart," my mother called. "Your friend was just telling us how she came to visit you and Oliver."

"Hello Korra," the Huntress, as I called her, greeted.

I forced myself to smile at her before bending down and picking up Jason who had ran over to me. The girl looked at my son and I barely contained a growl. She must've noticed because a barely concealed grin appeared on her face.

"I was going to ask her if she wanted to stay and have-"

"Helena is going to visit Oliver," I said, cutting my mother off. "She's never been the breakfast type anyway, right?" The Nonbender smiled at me and nodded.

"Before I go, can I have a word with you, Korra?" she asked, standing up.

"Of course," I answered as she walked outside.

I sat Jason down and followed the she-devil outside. I was barely containing the urge to strangle her. Why was she in my house? Why was she here?

"Why are you here?" I asked. "Lightning Bolt Zolt is in jail, serving consecutive life sentences, what else do you want?"

"He just cut a deal," she replied through her clenched teeth, her facade disappearing the second we were alone.. "He doesn't deserve a second chance. I won't let him have one. I'd do this on my own but I can't. I need help."

"You're barking up the wrong tree," I replied, making a move to turn away. There was no way in hell I'd help her in her little game of revenge.

"I was hoping you'd agree. But I guess I'm going to have to be more persuasive ," Helena answered. I felt my stomach drop as I stopped, waiting to hear what else she had to say. "You're family is very quaint, Korra. It would be such a shame if something were to happen to your parents...or your son."

I turned around to find the Huntress smiling at me before turning to walk towards the docks. I felt my body tense, feeling the urge to go after her, but this soon melted away when I felt a small pair of hands wrap themselves around my arm, asking me to come inside. I did and as soon as I finished breakfast I saddled up Naga and headed toward headquarters, thinking about what just happened.

Helena had been in my house and had threatened my family in my presence. It had taken all the self control I had acquired to stop myself from ripping her miserable head off. Ollie and I had been setting up the club he wanted to open and we had gotten so distracted that we hadn't noticed the killing spree had started up again.

I went to my training grounds to look for Howl. He needed to start doing his job in protection; he just had to shift his focus. I went inside and found him doing his daily exercises with the punching bag I kept around and I stopped his punch in mid air, grabbing his wrist. The sentry raised a brow at this but gave me his full attention.

"She was in my house," I growled.

"Who?" he asked.

"Helena," I replied. "Oliver's ex-fiancé. I want extra security on the island and I need to know that my family and everyone else is safe."

Howl nodded at this. "I'll get right on it," he replied, grabbing his sweater before leaving the grounds.

After that I went over to the club, looking for Ollie, but he hadn't arrived yet. I was going to give him an earful when I saw him. Actually, he'd be lucky if I didn't break him in half. Helena had gotten away alive because of him, because I hadn't wanted to hurt him. But now…now it affected me directly and that was something I would not tolerate.

I had decided to wait for him when I spotted Asami getting everything ready for the grand opening tomorrow night. I took a deep breath and built up the courage to go talk to her. It figures doesnt it? I live through hell but talking to my (I hope still) best friend scares the living shit out of me? Although it had almost been a week since I last saw her. Not that I hadn't tried. She had been avoiding me.

"Hey 'Sami," I greeted. "What are you doing?"

"I'm busy," she replied, making a move to walk away.

"No you're not," I countered grabbing her arm, not forcibly but tight enough to get her to stay. "We need to talk."

"About?" the Sato heiress asked, her voice still monotone.

"I'm sorry," I whispered, lowering my gaze while letting go of her arm. "But…I kept this a secret to protect the people who are the closest to me. It wasn't personal, Asami."

Asami scoffed at this shaking her head. "You think that's what this is about?" she questioned. "That my feelings are hurt?" I didn't say anything; her next words however hit me like a bucket of ice. "You're a murderer, a killer. You were my best friend but now it's like I don't even know you."

"You're right," I replied. "I've changed." That was definitely the understatement of the century. "But please just listen to me, Asami," I added. "Now I can explain to you. Explain to you, how and why."

"And what reason would you give for me to actually believe any of it?" Asami asked. I looked up at her, seeing the pain and hurt in her eyes. She felt betrayed and she had every right to.

"Oh, and in case you were wondering, I'm not going to tell anyone. Wouldn't want you coming after me next, would I?" the Sato heiress added before walking away.

I was just left standing there, suddenly feeling very hollow and transparent.

I had just lost my best friend. And I didn't think I could get her back.

Mako's POV

After Korra picked up Jason I went to check up on Asami and her father, making sure they were both okay. My girlfriend seemed a little off and even shifted uncomfortably when I mentioned her best friend had informed me of the situation. I frowned at this but figured they had gotten into one of their fights again. Now and days that was pretty much all they did. Fight.

When Jason had entered Korra's life their arguing died down and they would spend a lot of time together. Asami was very fond of kids and she referred to the little Firebender as her nephew. I liked the little tyke too but just thinking about him brought a memory to mind.

'I don't want him to be my dad, I want you'.

The boy's words replayed in my head over and over again. Korra was dating Ollie, and she seemed happy to be with him, but I remembered the first time he had returned to Republic City. He had kissed her and she hadn't wanted to. I knew Korra could take care of herself and I doubted that the playboy would be stupid enough to mess with her but still. Why didn't Jason like him?

I shook my head, forcing myself to forget the topic and stood, ready to go back into my room when I heard a knock on my door. I frowned at this. I wasn't expecting any visitors. The only person that would come this late at night was Korra and now she had son to care for. I went over to the door and opened it, my jaw clenching when I recognized my unexpected guest.

"Hello Mako," Bei Fong greeted.

My eyes narrowed. She had some nerve coming here after everything that had happened.

"What do you want, Chief Bei Fong?" I asked curtly.

The Metalbender winced a little before crossing her arms in front of her chest. "I need to talk to you."

"About what?"

She sighed before looking up at me. "I know I've made mistake," the Chief of police began.

"Yes, you have." Finally something we could agree on. "Look, I'm tired and I have to get up early tomorrow," I said. "How about you send one of your officers later on or write me a postcard," I added making a move to close the door.

"I have something important I need to discuss with you," Bei Fong insisted grabbing the door.

"But I don't want to talk to you."

"It's about Bolin," she said making me stop.

I looked up at this. "What about him?" I asked trying to remain indifferent.

The Chief of Police took in a deep breath before answering. "I think he might be alive."