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Asami's POV

Mako had come over to visit me at the club and I knew something was wrong. He looked…confused, angry, and even hurt.

I gave the employees some last instructions before asking him to sit down at the bar area. Ever since the club opened up I was preoccupied with work, and although Korra helped out, most of the business was still on my hands seeing as I was the administrator. Ollie did his part too, but I just wished he was here more so that I wouldn't have to be constantly trying to get a hold of him. I sat down next to Mako and placed a hand over his.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Bei Fong came by last night," Mako replied. I nodded, waiting for him to elaborate on that. "She says that Bolin might still be alive."

I blinked at this a few times. "What?" He looked up at me and slowly I smiled. "Isn't that good news?" I questioned. "Bo might still be out there."

"You don't understand, Asami," the Firebender answered, pulling his hand from under mine. "Bolin is dead, he has been for five years. I can't believe she had the nerve to come to my home and tell me this."

"What would it hurt to see what Bei Fong has found?" I added. "Even if it is just to set her straight."

"Asami, do you have any idea how long it took me to stop thinking about Bolin every minute of everyday?" Mako asked.

I nodded. I knew it was hard for him. "Mako," I said. "Just take a look."

His eyes watched me intently for a minute before he let out a sigh. "Fine."

Helena's POV

Lightning Bolt Zolt had gotten away. The Fire Nation had taken him, given him a new identity and he was lost to the world now. I could practically feel my blood boil. If Oliver and the Blue Spirit hadn't gotten in my way…I could have had my well deserved revenge. But they had ruined everything, and now I was going to return the favor.

I grabbed my gear and headed towards my ex-fiancé's house. When I reached it I noticed that he wasn't alone. The Avatar and her son were with him too and I couldn't help but grin at this. I was about to knock two birds with one stone. For a brief second, I felt sorry for the child since he was about to lose his mother again, but the rage that drove me quickly replaced the pity and I grabbed my crossbow, aiming it at her and firing it.

The small arrow brushed her shoulder and she quickly looked up, spotting me before grabbing the child and handing him off to Oliver. I climbed down and walked towards them, the crossbow still pointed at them. The boy looked afraid, not necessarily for himself, but for his parent.

"What do you want, Helena?" the billionaire asked, protectively holding the child.

"You took away my revenge," I spat. "I swore on my parents graves that I would kill their murderer but you took that from me. Now I'm going to take your world."

"I don't give second chances, Helena," the dark skinned girl growled. "Leave while you still have one last chance."

"I didn't know you'd made it a routine to let your son kill someone, Spirit," I taunted.

I could see the anger in her waver and I couldn't help but grin. That boy was her weakness, and I was about to exploit it. I pointed the crossbow at him and fired another arrow but she stepped in between her and Oliver, stopping it like she had done once before for me.

"Take Jason," she said.

"Korra-"

"Do it, now!"

"Momma!" the boy cried.

She turned towards him, and I could see that it affected her the way he called for her, but I took advantage of the distraction, running up to her and landing a punch against her face, making her fall to the ground. I kicked her sides several times, letting all my anger out until she grabbed one of my legs and dropped me as well.

Before I knew it she was on top of me and I pulled out a knife, grazing her side before she grabbed my wrist, fighting for control. She kneed my side and my grip wavered for a moment. A moment she didn't waste. Soon I felt the knife leave my hand before sinking into my thigh. I let out a yelp at this as I tried pushing her off me. Korra wasn't having that.

The Spirit starting punching my face, her right fist followed by her left as I felt my head jerk from side to side. Despite the situation, I started to laugh. I had actually won this battle the minute that boy saw her kill someone. He'd never look at her the same way.

She stopped her assault, climbing off me and panting hard. I could see her split knuckles and blood trailing down the side of her face from above her brow.

"You think you've won?" I asked. Korra didn't reply. "You never had a chance against me and you know why? Because I have nothing to lose. Oh but you...you have everything."

"You're crazy," she answered. But we both knew that was a weak defense.

"Your son will never look at you the same way," I continued. "Even when he calls you mom, even when he says he loves you, he's actually afraid of you. And you want to know why?" The anger in her blue eyes grew as she clenched her jaw, and I knew I was getting under her skin. "Because you're a monster. Not the type of monster that's in bed time horror stories but the real kind that everyone is afraid of because they know what you are capable of, what you can do. And nothing is ever going to change that. You'll always be alone. Always."

Korra let out a scream before she continued to punch my face, harder and harder every time and I just continued to laugh. If she killed me, I would have won, broken her beyond repair and that is exactly what I wanted.

But before she could deliver the final blow, Oliver came and pulled her off me. I turned onto my side and spat out blood, feeling my eyes swell shut. I could hear her screaming at me, cursing at me while he tried to calm her down.

I may not have won entirely but I hadn't lost either. I had told her what she kept denying: her destiny to be alone.

Just like me.

Oliver's POV

Over the past few weeks Korra, Jason and I had become closer. Closer to the point where the boy stopped making a face when I was around and even called me Uncle Ollie. But a night ago all of that had been shattered when Helena decided to interrupt the family dinner we were having. She had wanted revenge and came with everything she had only to lose against Korra. The Water Tribe girl had mopped the floor with her to the point where she would have killed her but I wouldn't allow it. I didn't want her to stoop so low.

I had called the police and the paramedics shortly after and Korra had taken Jason out of his hiding spot, assuring him she was okay when the boy asked about her cuts. He had seen Helena and I couldn't forget the fear and anguish in his eyes when he got a glimpse of his mother and her fight. I knew things would escalate quickly which is why I hid him, and assured him his mother would be safe with me.

Helena had a lot of injuries, mostly bruises but a few broken ribs that would take months of therapy to heal properly. I had gone to see her, and see if I could help her in any way. She wouldn't even look at me, just asked me to leave her alone and I had, after arranging for the best therapists to take care of her in Starling City. Jason and Korra usually stayed over on the weekends and I walked in to find her talking to Howl who was holding the little tyke. I raised a brow and the girl whispered something to him and he nodded, making a move to leave us alone.

"Bye Uncle Ollie," Jason called.

I chuckled at this and messed up his hair before looking over and watching as Korra took everything out of the drawers before zipping the bag and picking it up. Why was she doing that?

"What's that for?" I asked, gesturing to the bag.

She looked at it before her gaze met mine. "It's our stuff," the Water Tribe girl answered.

I blinked a few times, shaking my head. "What's going on?"

"I'm not sure I'm ready for the kind of commitment you're looking for," Korra began, her voice wavering a little. "I don't want to hurt you in the long run so-"

"Wait," I said, stepping towards her, placing a hand against her cheek. She flinched at the touch before stepping back, pulling away from me. "Helena is never going to bother us again. She's going to do jail time after she recovers. I mean…you can't be serious about this?"

"Actually I can, Oliver," she replied.

I felt as if the wind had been knocked out of me. "But, this doesn't make any sense," I countered. "I mean…why now? Why even at all?"

Korra's eyes began to water and I could tell she was trying to keep her calm demeanor. Why was she doing this? I thought she was happy. I thought we were happy.

"I thought that I wanted this. That I wanted you," Korra answered, her voice cracking. "But yesterday made me realize that I don't...I can't"

I shook my head at this. She couldn't… "You're lying," I managed to choke out.

Her face hardened at this. "I am not a liar."

I refused to believe this. I knew she had feelings for me. "If you've changed, just like I know you have, then you would never-" I stopped there, feeling my own eyes water. "You would never do this."

She looked at me blankly, but in her eyes I could see the turmoil. "Well then I guess I haven't changed as much as everyone thought then," Korra replied before walking out.

I turned around and opened my mouth to say something that would stop her but only a choked sob found its way to freedom. I ran a frustrated hand through my hair, slamming my fist against the wall. Two portraits fell to the ground at the force. I knelt down and picked up the only picture Korra, Jason and I had together whose glass was shattered. I turned the other one over and it was the one of my parents in Starling City, the background showing the Queen tower and the glass surprisingly wasn't broken for that frame.

I loved Korra, I really did, and I knew she had feelings for me but…her heart was still with someone else and as much as I hated to admit it mine was as well.

Mako's POV

At Asami's insistence I decided to talk to Bei Fong and find out more about the picture she had shown me. My girlfriend asked if she could get involved in the search and I agreed since I really didn't want to handle it all the time seeing as Zuko had me a bit busy these days. I arrived home one night to hear noises in my apartment. I made a flame appear in my hand as I opened the door, ready to burn the intruder to a crisp only to discover that it was none other than my former boss and the Sato heiress.

"Oh hey, sweetie," Asami greeted, giving me a kiss.

They had hung up a map of where the Boiling Rock was on my kitchen wall and had the different photographs of the individual that looked like Bolin along with other note cards. I grew closer to it and noticed all the various points that were circled and looked at another map where the look-alike had been spotted in the Earth Kingdom. Bei Fong was on the phone with someone, barking orders at them as usual.

"What's all this?" I finally asked.

"Well since you let me help Bei Fong, I started to make some calls and I'm gathering information on Bolin," my girlfriend answered.

"It looks like you did a lot more than that."

"Didn't you say you wanted to go through with this?" she asked. "Don't you want to find your brother?"

"Yeah, but-"

"Sorry about the mess," Bei Fong said, getting off the phone. "But it's sort of necessary for these kinds of searches. I just got off the phone with the Chief of Police in the town were Bolin was spotted. He's going to start the search for him again and contact the nearby towns in case they spot him."

"That's great," Asami answered. "I also contacted the United Nations command center and told them I'd be sending them a photo of Bolin." She stopped to look up at me. Something in my face must have caught her attention because she spoke again. "What?"

"It's just that I thought you would be on my side," I began. "Make the Chief accept things. Things you, Korra and I accepted."

The Sato heiress blinked a few times at this while Bei Fong simply crossed her arms across her chest. It looked like they both misunderstood by when I said 'Let's look into it'.

"Well, um, you gotta admit," Asami said. "It looks a lot like Bolin."

"Bolin had that same Pro Bending cap," Bei Fong added. "I remember you bought it for him as a promise that you'd win the champion-"

"Yeah, I know," I answered, cutting her off. I'd had enough on the subject. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to bed now but please," I added. "Make yourselves at home."