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Asami's POV

I woke early in the morning, turning on the radio to listen to the news when I heard about Helena breaking into the Queen's mansion and attacking both the heir and the Avatar. I quickly turned towards it and raised the volume, listening about how if it hadn't been for Oliver, the 'Huntress' might have killed the Avatar's five year old adopted son. I quickly showered and headed over to the hospital where I spotted Oliver.

"Where's Korra?" I asked.

"She took Jason home," he answered.

"Is he okay?"

"He's fine," Oliver assured. "He was just scared for his mom."

I nodded and told him I would be going to visit them. I took the ferry ride to the island and went directly to the Water Tribe girl's house. I knocked on the door and her father opened it, looking surprised to see me.

"Hello Asami," he greeted. "Please, come in."

"How's Jason?" I asked as I came inside, Senna coming out of the boy's room.

"He's sleeping," she whispered.

"And Korra?"

"She's with Jason," her husband answered. "She has a few scrapes but other than that she's fine."

"Can I see them?" I questioned. Both parents shared a look before slowly nodding. I walked over to the room, slowly opening the door to find Korra running her hand through the boy's hair. She pulled her attention from him to me, a flicker of surprise in her eyes.

"I heard what happened with Helena. Are you okay?"

"Not really," Korra replied, leaning against the chair. I could see a few cuts on her face and the skin around her knuckles was split.

I sighed and stepped closer. "Look, I know I've been a jerk lately," I began. "I just couldn't understand how you could keep such a huge secret from me." She looked up at me. "And I never considered the toll it must've taken on you."

Korra gave me a sad smile before shaking her head, her arms crossed in front of her chest. "Lying to the people who are closest to me," she answered. "That's the hardest part."

I nodded. "I get that."

"I was wrong," Korra continued. "To think I could have it both ways. That I could do what I do…and still have a normal life." She took in a deep breath before glancing at a picture of Jason, Oliver and herself. "With anyone."

"Except that if you're alone, you're never going to be happy," I replied.

"Maybe not," she agreed. "But maybe me being happy isn't what is important right now. Maybe I was never meant to be."

I didn't say anything as she leaned down and pressed a soft kiss against boy's temple, making him smile in his sleep. Korra couldn't have the happiness she deserved, but at least Jason gave her the love she needed.

For now.

Howl's POV

After Korra and Oliver broke up, there was something different about her. She spent more time training, enrolling Jason in school so she wouldn't have to take him to headquarters and just doing her daily routines. Katara and I were still upset at the fact that she had revealed herself to the boy but seeing that it had been a life or death situation we grew to accept it. It completely amazed us how understanding the little Firebender was. He didn't care what she had done. For him it didn't change the fact that she was still his mother.

The young Avatar went to pick him up from school and I invited them both to Narook's for a bite to eat. Jason dug right into his food while Korra played with hers before slowly eating it. It almost looked like she was eating out of pure obligation, like she was being forced.

I knew she hadn't had much of an appetite since she broke things off with the billionaire.

"Hey there," Mako greeted, coming over to our table.

"Hello, Mako," Jason answered.

"Hi," Korra simply answered. She was still swirling the chopsticks around her food, swallowing thickly before scooping up a small bite.

"Mind if I take the little tyke for some desert?" the Firebender asked. "We won't be long."

"Sure," she replied and the boy climbed over her lap and into her teammate's arms. Once they were out of sight, the girl looked up at me. "If you have something to say, Howl, please do."

I smiled a little at this. "Korra, you've been spending a lot of time with the mask the last couple of weeks," I pointed out.

"It gives me something to do," the Airbender answered.

"And you made this decision so you could avoid socializing with other people?" I questioned.

"It's for their protection," Korra replied. "The people closest to me get hurt." I took a deep breath at this, shaking my head. "What's your problem?" she snapped. "Think I'm losing my grip?"

"No," I said. "Just the opposite. You seem calm. Scary calm." She didn't say anything. "I get that things didn't end well with Oliver, with-"

"Mako," she finished. "Bolin. The list goes on."

"Yeah," I answered. "But what do you do? You put on that mask, go home, and take care of Jason. It's a vicious cycle; it's not much of a life-"

"A life that I'm leading for myself right now," Korra said, cutting me off again. "Which doesn't leave room for an actual life. And I don't need one."

I scoffed at this. "That's quite the bleak future you plan on spending…with no one."

The young Avatar sighed, crossing her arms and looking away from me. She was already putting up the front, trying to wall away her insecurities and sorrow behind a mask of indifference. I knew that she'd never asked for this life, but she had done nothing to fight against it. She had pretended to go for Ollie but at the fist complication had given up, letting herself be pulled back into old habits. The mask still remained a safety net.

She wouldn't have fought to keep Oliver. And even if she was given the chance, no matter how much she truly wanted it, she wouldn't fight for Mako either. She'd talk herself out of it, tell herself she wasnt good enough. She was convinced she was meant to live a life of isolation, or maybe she was waiting for someone to end it all for her.

Even with Jason...I wasnt sure if she'd fight back.

"I'm used to isolation," she finally said.

"And that is exactly what worries me," I answered. "You've been home for nearly ten months but I don't think you've left that prison yet."

Korra opened her mouth but a voice stopped her.

"Look, Momma," Jason said, running to her, holding two cups of ice cream. "Mako bought this for you, he said it was your favorite.

She smiled at the boy, sitting him on her lap before looking up at the Firebender.

"How'd you know?" she asked, taking a spoonful of her ice cream.

"Well you always had a thing for leechi juice," Mako replied with a shrug. "Figured you'd like it."

"Thank you," she said.

"Mako wants to go on a walk, can we Momma?" the little Firebender added. "Please."

"Just around the park," her former teammate clarified.

The young Avatar looked over at me before looking at the older Firebender.

"I'd love to," Korra answered, standing up. I knew she'd only agreed to be spared further discussion of her lifestyle.

He smiled at this and I watched as the trio headed out of the restaurant. I sighed. Korra had a lot of healing to do, but running away from it wasn't going to help her. Not in the slightest.