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Lin's POV

I could see the different emotions flickering in Mako's eyes. Pain, anger, and more pain. His brother has been a sensitive subject since he had disappeared and then confirmed dead and I could only imagine what he felt at the news I just gave him. Must have been something like salt on an open wound, but I wouldn't have brought up the subject if I wasn't so sure.

"What?" he finally managed to ask.

"Korra was found near the Boiling Rock," I began. "There are hundreds of small islands surrounding it, there is a possibility that Bolin might have washed up on one of these islands."

"Do you have proof?" the Firebender asked, his voice trembling slightly.

"Actually I do," I replied pulling out a picture.

Mako hesitantly took the photograph, his hands trembling as he saw the image. It was of what looked to be his younger brother except with a beard and long hair. It was a side picture taken from far away. After his disappearance I contacted private investigators in everywhere I could to search for him. After his reported death I called off the search but one of the investigators sent me the picture about a week ago.

"It could be anybody," Mako finally said handing me back the photograph.

"It looks just like your brother," I insisted. "He's a gather just like you."

"You have some nerve," my former officer said his jaw clenched. "You use me as bait and then you come to my house and claim that my little brother is alive?"

"Mako, listen-"

"No you listen!" Mako snapped. "Bolin died on that boat just like Korra said." I looked at him, knowing this couldn't be easy for him. "Why are you making me relieve this?" he asked. "Bolin is dead, end of subject," the Firebender added slamming the door.

I sighed. I knew this hadn't been a good idea.

Korra's POV

I didn't wake up the next day till a little past noon and even then I didn't want to get out of bed. Everything that had happened last night came tumbling down on me, suffocating me under its weight, and I just wanted to forget it all. It had been too much. Jason stayed with me most of the time, only going out of the room to have breakfast after I practically begged him. As soon as he was gone I hopped in the shower before going back to the bed, staring at the opposite wall. I couldn't even look him in the eye after what he saw. I had shattered the image he had of me and damaged his innocence again. As if seeing his real parents die hadn't been enough.

My mother came in to check on me and sat on the bed, while I stared at the wall, looking at nothing in particular.

She told the little Firebender that his grandpa wanted to show him something and after a reassurance from me he left. My mom didn't say anything at first, just ran her hand soothingly through my hair, helping me relax.

"What happened yesterday?" she asked quietly.

I didn't reply. I couldn't reply. What was I supposed to say? My son saw me kill a man and found out I'm the vigilante everyone's after? I didn't want to break her heart again. It was the least I could do.

"Korra, sweetie, how did you get Jason back?"

"The vigilante," I finally answered.

"Did something happen?" my mother continued, concern in her voice. "Was Oliver there?"

"Yeah," I replied before turning over to see her. "Can we just leave it at that?" I added. I didn't want to be questioned because if she did…I could break down and I couldn't afford that.

My mom nodded as she rubbed gentle circles in my back. I let out a sigh at this, feeling the muscles unknot a little. She bent down and kissed my temple, getting up. I turned to look at her. I couldn't talk to her about what happened last night but there was something else I could share with her.

"Mom?" I called. She turned around and I lowered my gaze. "I want to break up with Ollie."

"Why?" my mom asked, sounding surprised.

"Jason…he isn't a big fan of him," I explained as she sat back down, and I laid my head in her lap. "And it isn't just my decision anymore, it's his too. I'm not going to do anything that makes him uncomfortable."

She nodded and rubbed my arm. "I can see your reasoning, sweetie," she began. "But I don't think you're going about this the right way." I looked up at her questioningly. My parents didn't like Ollie. At all.

She smiled at this before continuing. "Jason is your world now, but you deserve to be happy too, and if Oliver gives you that then you shouldn't have to give him up."

"I won't sacrifice Jason's happiness."

"But you shouldn't sacrifice your own either," she countered. "Perhaps you need to talk to him and let him know that you understand that he doesn't like Oliver, but that he should give him a chance. He'd do anything for you just as you would for him."

I sighed at this. I really didn't know where all of this was coming from. If there was one person they hated it was the Queen heir, aside from Amon of course. But here was my mom, encouraging me to work it out with the one person they couldn't stand. I couldn't deny that I liked Ollie, I really did but I didn't know if it was love yet or if it would even work out.

"Just think about it," my mom said, standing up again, kissing my forehead. "Now I'll let you and Jason talk."

She left the room and a few minutes later, Jason came running in, hopping up on the bed and curling up next to me. He had a little syrup on the corner of his mouth and I absently wiped it away. "You're sad."

It wasn't a question. It was a perceptive statement.

I managed a small smile. "I am."

"Why?"

"Because I feel...I feel so undeserving. You saw me hurt someone. You saw the monster I am. And I know you have to be afraid of me because of it. And yet, here you are." My voiced trembled and what had started as an even tone became a whisper. "I'm so sorry."

His amber eyes watched me for a long time before he wrapped his little arms around my torso and buried his head in my shoulder. "You're still my momma. You don't have to be sorry. That man was going to hurt me. You did what a momma would do, right?"

I felt my chest tighten and tears blur my vision. I couldn't answer so I just nodded my head slowly. "You're not a afraid of me?" It came out barely audible and I wondered if he'd even heard me.

"Nope." No hesitation.

"Cross your heart?"

The grin that spread across his face made me smile. He drew an x over his tiny chest. "Cross my heart, Momma."

I smiled at this and pulled him closer to me, hugging him tightly before bathing him in kisses. Jason giggled at this, his arms wrapping around my neck again and planting a kiss on my cheek. I gently combed my hand through his hair before letting out a sigh.

"Jason, there's something else I have to talk to you about," I began. "Or rather, someone else."

The little Firebender lowered his gaze and intertwined his hands, knowing who I was referring to. I sat up on the bed and pulled him into my lap so that I could see him better.

"Is it about Ollie?" he asked.

I nodded. "Listen, you are my world, and I would do anything for you," I continued. "I know you don't like Ollie but…I have feelings for him, I'm not saying we're going to get married or anything but…I think he deserves a second chance."

He didn't say anything for a while, just played with himself until his gaze rose to meet mine. His amber eyes looked into my blue's and I wondered what he was looking for. As if he found it he spoke. "Is it going to make you happy?" Jason finally asked.

I took in a deep breath. "I don't know what I feel for him," I repeated. "But…I want to try and see if things work out."

The little Firebender sighed at this. "If it makes my momma happy, then I'm happy," he said nuzzling his face under my neck.

I smiled and hugged him tightly again. He was really something.

Oliver's POV

It was needless to say that I was extremely happy. Korra had visited me a few days ago with Jason and after a long talk she agreed to try and see if we could work something out between us. I nearly jumped for joy and took the little Firebender who she had in arms, thanking him for giving me a chance. I knew very well that was the only reason she was giving me the opportunity.

We spent the day together and I offered to have them stay over for the weekend, arranging a room for her and the boy. Surprisingly she agreed and she brought over a bag of clothes for when they stayed.

I took them both to the aquarium and the beach, enjoying the little tyke's laughter when I tickled him and how he and his mother played together. It amazed me to see the bond between the Water Tribe woman and the little Firebender. If I didn't know he was adopted, I could swear he was really hers.

Just before the sunset we went back home and ate some pizza before watching a movie. Soon after the boy fell asleep in his mother's arms, a calm expression on his face as he breathed in and out peacefully.

Gently, she lifted him up and took him to their room, removing his shoes and tucking him in, kissing his temple. Quietly she closed the door to the room and looked up at me, a smile on her face before she wrapped her arms around my neck. I grinned at this and pulled her closer to me, our foreheads bumping as I looked into her electrifying blues. Slowly I leaned forward and gave her a soft kiss which she reciprocated.

I led her back to the couch and pulled her close to me as we continued to watch the film. Korra placed her head on my chest, letting out a content sigh. I smiled at this, looking down to her as I gently massaged her arm.

"What was that all about?" I teased.

She smiled before looking up at me. "It's sort of weird," Korra answered. "It feels so…normal. I haven't had a day like this in a long time."

"So you like it?" I asked.

"Of course I do," she replied. "And Jason did too." I smiled at this. "It felt as if…I wasn't a vigilante, as if I didn't have a mission. I felt…like myself and it's been so long…"

"Shh," I said. "You're not the vigilante, and you don't have a mission. Not now anyways. You're Korra. Just Korra."

"Thanks for everything Ollie," she said, kissing my cheek before standing up.

"Good night Korra," I called after her.

"Night."

I couldn't help but smile. Yep, everything was finally falling into place.