Drunk

Asami slowed to a halt as the stoplight in front of her turned from yellow to red. She leaned her elbow on her car's window ledge and readjusted her phone so it pressed against her ear. Asami wrung her fingers her steering wheel as she listened to Bolin talk on the other side of the line.

"She's really worked up..." Bolin said, static cut at his voice from the poor connection.

"How drunk is she?" Asami asked with a sigh.

"On a scale from one to ten—a solid seven and a half."

Asami could hear him talking to Korra in the background. He seemed to be trying to calm her down but she wasn't quite sure what he was saying. The task at hand was not going to be easy and she was impressed with how well Bolin was handling himself at this point.

Asami massaged the bridge of her nose with her thumb and index finger. "I'll be there in five." She said as the light turned green.

Asami parked her car out side of the bar and climbed out. She walked into the building and scanned the crowd of faces. Asami spotted them sitting at the bar. Bolin was siting next to Korra, trying to get her to stop drinking. He pushed a shot glass away from her and tried to flag down the barkeep for some water instead.

Asami walked over to them a placed a hand on the earthbender's shoulder. Bolin looked up at her and sighed in relief, "I need some sleep, take care of her won't you?"

She nodded, "Of course."

Bolin walked away and Asami sat down next to the drunken girl. "Hey." She said rubbed her friend's shoulder.

Korra turned, her sapphire eyes dimmed from the strong buzz she had. "'Sami..." Korra spoke like an angel just floated down to her.

"Korra, are you okay?" Asami asked gently, she was past the point of worried now.

Korra shook her head, "No... No, no, nope." She rubbed both of her temples then dragged her hands down her face and over her mouth.

Zaheer was still troubling her, and it broke Asami's heart to see Korra this way. The fact that she couldn't go into the Avatar State was eating her alive. Asami had a suspicion she was going through post-traumatic stress, considering all her night terrors and hallucinations. Now, instead of being rational and talking to someone about it, Korra continued to be her impulsive self and get ragingly drunk.

Asami used her free hand to squeeze one of Korra's. She couldn't help but think as though she could have prevented this. Maybe if she would have told her how she felt the Avatar would have come back sooner. Asami had tried to tell her multiple times, but she was never able to say it outright. "Korra I—" she paused, "I'm really worried about you."

"Ha. Don't 'Sami," the brown haired girl slurred and reached for another shot.

Asami intercepted her hand, "Well I am. And you need to stop drinking, you already reek of alcohol."

"Pssh, I'm not even, I'm not drunk."

"Oh yes you are, you're slurring your words. I bet you couldn't even walk a straight line."

"Wanna bet?" Korra almost shouted.

"No, Korra. I'm taking you home."

"W-wait no." The Avatar massaged over eyes. "Tenzin will be so mad," she giggled.

"Why's that? Because you're drunk? Because we're all worried about you?" Asami exclaimed.

Korra's expression dropped. "I'm, 'Sami, I'm-sorry," she struggled with her words.

The green eyed girl sighed, "I know. Let me take you back to my house. Please?"

Korra nodded and let her friend help her out of the bar. Asami wrapped her arm around the shorter girl to keep her upright as they walked to the car. She eased Korra into the passenger seat and reached over her to buckled her in.

"What's so funny?" Asami asked as the other girl began to giggle.

"Oh, nothin'..."

Asami sighed, rolled her eyes, and closed her door. She got in to the drivers seat, and started up the car.

Korra was quiet on the way home. She stared out the window of the car, sighing every so often. "You're one of a kind, 'Sami." She said as they pulled up to the Sato Mansion.

"Oh really?"

"Mmn."

"Because I'm not taking you to Air Temple Island to be reprimanded by Tenzin?"

"Yes. But also more."

Asami parked her car and reached over to pop Korra's buckle. "More?"

"Yeeup."

"Care to elaborate?" She asked as she climbed out and rounded the car's front end to help Korra.

"Nope."

Asami sighed, "Alright drunky, let's get inside."

"You're beautiful." Korra slurred as they crossed the threshold.

"You're drunk." She replied, but couldn't help but blush a little.

Asami walked Korra into her room and laid her down in bed. Korra giggled again as Asami took off her shoes and pulled up the covers.

"Miss Sato gettin' the Avatar into bed. Ha," she laughed as she pressed her face into the pillows. "And I thought it would be the other way around."

This time Asami's face was completely flushed. "Korra I think you're more drunk than you expected."

Korra only giggled.

Asami's cheeks were burning. "Okay, well, you can sleep in my bed tonight," she said as she stepped toward the door.

Korra sat up, "W-wait. Can you stay with me?" She looked down at her lap, "I've'nt been sleepin' well."

The dark haired girl frowned. That was the most sober thing she had said all night. "I suppose so." She kicked off her shoes and crawled underneath the blankets.

"Thanks." Korra murmured.

"As long as you don't throw up on me."

"No promises."