He guys sorry for the delay again I've just had so much to finish before I graduate.

But for as far as this story goes, I was thinking. If any of you have ideas of something you want to see happen in future chapters I'm open to suggestions please review or PM me!

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Disclaimer: Bryke owns ATLA, I do not.

The occupants of the Beifong apartment were sleeping in lazily on a peaceful Sunday morning, save for one. Sokka had awoken early with the sun in order to get through the piles of paperwork he had for tomorrow's meeting so he would have time to take Lin finishing that afternoon.

The warrior now had a stiff neck from the position he's resided in at the kitchen table while reviewing the monotonous reports and council affairs that required his attention and signature.

The politician groaned in annoyance and fatigue as he drank more of his now cold coffee.

I love my job, but this shit just sucks. I have a shitload more problems to deal with right now than the amount of money the cabbage industry makes. I mean really.

He rubbed his tired eyes and looked out the window.

I need to talk to Suki. I need to know.

After ten more minutes of unsuccessfully trying to focus his attention back to the economic reports in front of him, Sokka gave up and stood. He went and checked the rooms of his girls and noticed they were both still fast asleep. He crept back to the kitchen and grabbed the phone, dialing a familiar number.

The other ling rung a few times as the blue eyed man tapped his foot against the kitchen counter impatiently. He sighed and cursed for having to wait. Was no one awake at the Air Temple at almost nine in the morning?

Finally, the deep, welcoming voice of the avatar answered the call. "Air Temple Island, Avatar Aang speaking."

Sokka rolled his eyes at the formality and spoke. "Aang, it's Sokka. What took so long for you to answer?"

"Good morning, Sokka!" the avatar said. "I'm doing very well, thanks for asking. And I just finished up my morning meditation with Tenzin."

Sokka sighed. "My bad, Aang, I'm just not in a great mood, I've been up since sunrise trying to get these council reports done. But listen, I need you to help me with something. It's important, but it needs to stay between us."

The almost pleading tone in his friend's voice slightly worried the airbender. "What's going on? What do you need?"

He took in a shuddered breath before checking his surroundings once more, making sure no one would hear him. He leaned over the counter and whispered into the phone. "After I had that fight with Suki in the park, she mentioned giving you a number for the hotel she's staying at. I was hoping you'd give it to me, I'll copy it down right now," he said as he grabbed a pen and paper from his former work area.

Aang's eyes widened in surprise. He shifted the phone to his other hand and glanced to the living room where Kya and Bumi were listening to an early radio station program while Tenzin quietly finished his homework. Aang discreetly entered the temple kitchen.

Once he was out of his children's ear shot, he addressed the councilman on the other line. "Yes, she gave me a number when I first saw her at the docks last week. I'll get it now, stay on for a moment."

As he heard Aang shuffle around with some papers, Sokka ran a hand through his loose hair, which he hadn't yet bothered to comb into a wolf tail. He really was not sure what to say if he did call Suki. And what is there was the possibility of her son answering? Sokka was in no way, shape or form ready to speak to the boy she so passionately declared was his.

No, don't think like that! He reprimanded himself mentally. Of course the kid is mine. He's thirteen, which means he was most likely conceived just a bit before Suki left. Ironically, it had to be that last night we had together before she left. Before that we hadn't been intimate in months. We were having problems, but she wouldn't cheat on me, would she? No, she-

His mental chatter was cut off when Aang's deep voice again filled his ear. "Okay, copy this down. Are you sure about this, Sokka?"

"I don't really have a choice," muttered the politician. "I need to get this over with. I just hope she won't hang up as soon as she knows it's me. Whatever, just give me the number. Yeah, uh huh. Yeah. Okay got it, thanks Aang. I'll talk to you later."

He hung up before the bender could preach about forgiveness and resisting conflict. Sokka quickly slipped the small piece of paper into his pocket and flew back to his seat, feigning looking over a report when he heard shuffling in one of the bedrooms down the hall.

He studied the same line over and over as a semi-awake Toph entered the kitchen, her raven locks up in a messy bun and her robe semi open. She yawned deeply and walked over to pour herself some coffee as well. After years of needing it to keep awake at the station, she became an expert of making and serving her morning beverage without needing to see or feel for it.

"Why you up so early, Snoozles?" she questioned as she sipped some of her coffee. "It's Sunday, you know, the only day we're both off? I thought we were gonna stay in bed for a while," she whispered in a voice that sent chills down his spine. She gave him a wicked smirk. "Especially after the night we had."

He cleared his throat. "Sorry babe, I just needed to get an early start on these papers. You know they're making me read about the cabbage industry's economics?"

Toph stood silent for a moment before they both burst out laughing.

"The company that cabbage guy started? The one who was always around and getting his cabbages knocked over during the war?" the earthbender asked between laughs.

Sokka laughed harder. "That's the guy! Apparently it's becoming this huge corporation so I have to keep an eye on it. The reports say they're low on sales lately. Something about a new kind of infestation ruining the shipments."

Toph grinned a Cheshire grin and shot her arms up in her best imitation. "No! My cabbages!" she bellowed.

The couple toppled over on the table laughing as they reminisced about the poor cabbage merchant whose cart they'd always somehow knock down.

Sokka held his stomach as he tried to compose himself. He smiled bashfully as he watched his lover chuckle at her own joke. This was one of the best things about their relationship; no matter what happened, no matter how long they'd been together, Sokka and Toph could still be the best friend they'd always been. Their relationship contained the passion and undying love of two romantic partners, but it still retained that mutual trust and partnership it'd always had.

It was said that you should marry your best friend. Well, in a way, he had. Now he just had to go full circle with his plan.

"I think we should go out for breakfast," voiced the bender after a few minutes of comfortable silence. "I'll get Lin up in a few minutes."

"Good idea, we can go to Huang's," Sokka agreed as he finished signing off on a document. "Let me finish a little more here and we'll go."

Toph sat opposite her longtime boyfriend with her steaming mug in her hands. She bit her bottom lip pensively. He still feels somewhat distant. Stressed, based on the tight position he's sitting in, the vibes he's giving off. I doubt it's the paperwork. What the hell's going on with him?

"Sokka," she began. "I've been so preoccupied with my investigation I haven't had time for much else. But you've been so distant and weird around me. I thought after last night it'd stop, but evidently not. Tell me what's going on."

The councilman stopped in the middle of signing his name for the thousandth time and looked at the woman across from him in shock. He cursed at himself for not hiding his jumbled up emotions better. Of course Toph would notice. She knows him better than anyone.

"I, I'm sorry. I just, I'm facing a big problem, and I don't know how to address it. I just need a little time to think things over." His eyes were crestfallen as he watched her face morph from confusion to worry.

"Sokka," she spoke softly. "I don't know what this is about, but you need to tell me. It sounds bad. We're together, which means we face it all together, Sokka."

She reached for his hand and squeezed it in comfort.

"I know, Toph. And I do need to tell you some things. But I just can't right now. Please, give me a little time."

Ordinarily, Toph was the type of person who would push for answers. But the pain in her lover's voice told her to let it go for the moment.

She squeezed his hand gently. "Okay," she whispered. "I'll give you a few days. But if by at least the end of the week you don't tell me, Sokka, Agni help you-"

"Mom!" Lin called as she entered the kitchen, but paused as she noticed the serious position of her parents. Her eye brows furrowed up in worry and confusion. Everything had been happy and fine last night. What happened?

Sokka sighed. He couldn't help notice how similar Lin's expression was to Toph's. Like mother, like daughter, he supposed.

"What's going on, Sokka? Mom? It everything okay?"

"Yeah Linny," he cut in. "Your mom and I just need to talk. But it can wait. Toph, this week, I promise. We're going out to breakfast and then we're supposed to meet everyone on the island. Let's get ready."

Toph reluctantly agreed as she pulled her hand away. "Yeah, that's fine. Lin, did you wanna go over some earthbending drills? Before we go Sokka has to finish his work, so we can go kill some time."

"Yeah!" the child exclaimed as she rushed out to change into her training clothes.

The chief turned to her lover. "I want answers. I'll give you a little time," she quietly stated.

Her face hardened into anger. "But this secret bullshit has to stop. You've never kept me in the dark before. If that's what your mood yesterday was about, you should've said something."

Sokka looked down shamefully. I'm such a coward.

"I promise, Toph."

After a nice breakfast, the Beifongs headed to Air Temple Island, where the gaang were getting together for the day. Since Zuko and his family were only staying for a few more weeks, they wanted to be together as often as possible.

Sokka felt a little better as they walked onto the island. It was such a beautiful afternoon, the sun was up high but not too scorching. There wasn't a cloud in the sky and the rays of the sun reflected the crystalline waters of Yue Bay breathtakingly. The city from the bay looked like a true metropolis, full of noises of satomobiles, people on the streets, children's playful laughter, and prosperity.

As everyone got together in the temple, the kids went off to practice on the airbending training grounds and the adults of Team Avatar gathered in the kitchen to chat for a bit while Katara helped a female air acolyte make lunch for their multitude of friends.

Zuko eyed Sokka from his place beside Mai on the couch, directing his golden gaze towards Toph.

Sokka inwardly groaned. Great. It seems the Fire Lord can't mind his own business for a while. Sokka shook his head at the monarch, then quietly exited the temple before he was caught in another silent interrogation. When and how Sokka told Toph about his secret was up to him.

The swordsman headed outside and smiled at what he saw. Ursa and Kya were sparring lightly on the beach. The two teenage girls were laughing as they bended at each other, but not with enough force to hurt anyone. Bumi was acting as a sort of referee for their little match.

He turned his head where he watched Aang chatter excitingly to Zuko and Mai about the new airbending move Tenzin was mastering and gestured to the boy to copy his father's movement. Toph and Lin were there as well, listening to Aang's explanation of the training he'd been giving his son.

Sokka rolled his brilliant blue eyes. He knows how happy Aang was about his son being an airbender, but he overdid it sometimes.

Taking advantage that everyone was occupied at the moment, Sokka told his sister as he entered the temple he was going to use the bathroom. He silently climbed about two flights of stairs until he was in the main dormitories of the acolytes, and where Aang had a private office.

Now that no one was around, and he had a moment alone, Sokka sighed.

Now or never, Sokka.

He approached Aang's office that was left open ajar. He closed the door and hesitantly picked up the phone sitting on the mohagony wood. He gulped, but took in a deep breath. He had to do this. Tentatively, Sokka pulled the slip of paper out of his pocket and looked at the number. It was for the Shang Hotel downtown, room 320. The councilman took his time as he dialed the number and waited.

Finally, a voice answered. "Hello?"

Sokka closed his eyes. He remained silent for a moment.

Finally, the woman spoke. "If this is some kind of joke, I'm hanging up."

"Wait! Suki, it's me. It's Sokka," he said finally.

He heard a gasp over the phone and then a sharp cold and resentment in her voice. "What the fuck do you want?"

He sighed. "Look, I got the number from Aang. You told me to call when I got my head straight. I- I think we need to talk."

"It seems to me you said your piece in the park," she spat venomously. "Did you call to say I'm a selfish bitch again? Or to blame me once again for-"

"No!" he angrily dismissed. He calmed himself, trying hard not to explode again. "No. I'm, I'm sorry for the things I said. I wasn't thinking straight, I was blind with anger. It was just a big shock for you even to be here. But I've thought about this. Maybe we need to sit down and talk, but civilly. I'll keep my temper out of it if you hear me out. I want to know about, about-"

"Our son," she finished for him, guilt and emotion swirling inside her, tears beginning to fill her eyes.

"Yeah," he whispered. "Him. It was a huge blow for you to just scream something like that at me and leave. He's the reason you're here, right?"

Suki bit her lip. "I'm sorry for telling you that way. I was angry and hurt, and couldn't stand it. But yes, he's why I'm here. I came with him. Right now he's out looking around the city."

Sokka felt a pang in his chest. Just to know that the child they never thought they'd never have, the child they'd miraculously conceived was just beyond the bay was a lot to take in. Sokka felt pain, sadness, fear, and a small sense of pride grip his heart.

"Can we meet and talk about some things?" he questioned, treading cautiously. "Calmly this time, I swear."

A few tears slid down Suki's cheeks as she smiled slightly. This was the only thing she wanted, to talk to him like they used to. She only wanted to rectify so much damage done over the years. And she'd always felt guilty. She knows Sokka deserved to know about his child.

"Yeah. When do you want to meet up?"

Sokka sighed in relief. "Um, I'm free Tuesday afternoon around four. I only have morning trial duty and my sword class in the afternoon. I'm free the rest of the day. Do you remember that diner near the docks?"

The Kyoshi woman voiced yes. Of course she remembered, they used to go there every Sunday for breakfast when they were married. Of course this time was only because it was on the far side of town, so no one they knew would really see them.

"Yeah, I'll meet you there at four on Tuesday, Sokka."

"Okay, I'll see you then," he said. When he heard her about to hang up, Sokka spoke. "Suki, wait!"

The puzzled woman held up the hotel phone to her ear. "Yes Sokka?"

He hesitated. "I have to know. What-what's my son's name?"

Suki couldn't help smile when he said "my son." She knew now she'd made the right decision. Sokka would never turn his back on his own child, no matter what happened between them.

Suki hesitated but finally caved, sighing. "His name is Hakoda."

Sokka was stunned. What?

"Hakoda? You named him after my father?"

Suki answered. "Yes. I remembered how you once told me-"

"That if we ever had a boy I wanted to name him after my dad," he concluded for her with deep nostalgia. "But why? You left and-"

"I was angry with you back then. But he we still yours, and I thought it was a way to keep him connected to you. We can talk more when we meet. Goodbye."

"See you Tuesday," he whispered as she hung up. The warrior hung up as well and exited the office, in a stunned stupor of whirlwind emotions coursing through him.

Aang noticed Sokka enter the living room as he came in to get some water after his training with Tenzin. He noticed his brother-in-law's confliction of emotions. He pulled Sokka to the side and asked what was wrong.

"My son is named Hakoda," he whispered, more to himself than to the awestruck avatar. Without another word, he walked back outside to rejoin the outing.

The United Republic Council had an urgent meeting a few days later. Due to the gravity of a recent attack in the Central Plaza the night before led them to believe something new was brimming in Republic City's underworld.

Avatar Aang was sitting with the other members of the council, along with Councilman Sokka at the head of the Council, who spoke about the matter. Fire Lord Zuko was present as well for any useful input.

"We thought the riot at the precinct was big, but with Police Chief Beifong's good handling of the situation, we deterred any further complication. But last night's attack is much more than a random crime. The last year and a half, attacks have increased in various areas of the city." Sokka pointed to a few locations on a large city map for emphasis as he drew his conclusions on the crimes. "Here three months ago, Judge Kiyu was beaten, stabbed and maimed. We originally thought it was a personal attack, but now looking closely at the M.O. it is the same as the one that happened to Councilman Shang last night in the same vicinity. He was beaten within an inch of his life, stabbed multiple times, and maimed, same as Judge Kiyu. This is no coincidence. They timed it just right to not raise suspicion from most people, but enough for us to have our guard up. We know the new Triad leader is attempting to have a power struggle, like Yakone did, for the city."

"We're in a dead lock, however," Aang cut in. "No one was caught for the attack on Kiyu. We need to review both cases and try to find the link to the assailant or assailants. Perhaps it was a form of initiation for new members, like the Triad Chief Beifong has in custody? Or, a new intimidation tactic against the council?"

"Possibly," replied the chairman. "We're not sure. But there is an operation being planned to find more information on this. Reviewing several crimes in the past year, this new leader is clearly familiar with Yakone's old tactics, as far as extortion and intimidation goes. There is a strong possibility that this person was someone who worked closely with Yakone, perhaps even his second in command. An unnamed right hand that was never caught."

Sokka stopped to drink from his glass of water, silently cursing the hot, stuffy council room.

"What else do we know about the gang?" questioned an irritated Earth Councilmen. "We've given the metalbending squad months of investigation and plenty of funding for their operation. We need answers. Possibilities and speculation are getting us nowhere. Many of the citizens that know about these attacks are becoming very anxious. The press is hounding us for statements. Chief Beifong has done nothing to-"

Sokka's eyes grew hard. "She has been working herself very hard; the same applies for all of our officers. They already have a lead on one possible trail to start working up the Triad's chain of command. She has planned-"

"All we hear about are plans!" interrupted another politician, Councilman Kona, another Water Tribe representative and Sokka's biggest political rival. "Beifong never gives us results. And all you do is let your attachment to her cloud your judgment!" His sea green eyes grew hard with accusation and malice as he stood up from his seat. Everyone watched in surprise at the harsh glaring contest between the two Water Tribe men.

Sokka's eyes grew as menacingly as possible. Because of his famous warrior glare from his battles during the Ozai Loyalist attacks, he'd been given the nickname the Wolf of the South. It's said that when Sokka is in deep fury and ready to attack, his glare is of a fierce midnight blue with a penetrating gaze. He waits and attacks, just like the wolves from the South Pole.

Kona felt uncomfortable and he finally sighed and broke eye contact, intimidated by the wolf glare. Sokka inwardly smirked in victory.

That's right, bitch. Run with your tail between your legs.

"The chief has always done her best to defend this city. She has panned out more results than any other police officer. She was the one who along with Avatar Aang, finally arrested Yakone. She made sure he was restrained when Aang took his bending. She kept this city from collapsing when the Loyalists tried to kill every member of this council. If I remember correctly, she even saved your life once," Sokka spat, venom in every word. "So you do not insult someone who's done more for this city than you could even dream of."

Enraged, Kona balled his hands and pointed an accusatory finger at the chairman of the council. "You don't see reason! All you do is defend her at every turn, well she let that riot break out! She was careless and let Yakone escape during trial, and he would've gotten away for good if it weren't for the avatar! And you, you let her manipulate you! Beifong needs someone with influence here to let her do as she pleases with the police headquarters. It is so convenient that her boyfriend just happens to be the head of the entire council-"

"That's enough," Zuko said furiously. "You're out of line, Councilman."

Kona ignored the firebender as he glared daggers at Sokka. "You say you're a professional, but you can't keep your private life away from the council. Don't think we don't remember the way you fucking gushed over Beifong at Yakone's trial. I've seen the way she accidently touches you and smiles at you when we have her here for meetings. Your behavior is inappropriate and neither of you are fit to run this city. You just let the bitch control you! A true head of council would check the police chief's power and keep her under control! But of course since you're fucking the chief of police, then it's-"

Kona didn't get to finish, for Sokka lost control and punched the other man square in the face. He was furious now, eyes black. "Never speak of her that way! Toph is an honorable woman who protects and serves the city, just as any of us do! She's completely devoted to the cause, even spending days locked up in the precinct. And you are a disgrace to this council. Mine and Toph's personal lives are none of your fucking business, much less during a meeting about something completely different. We proved a long time ago that we could be in a relationship, and still do our jobs effectively. You're the only one so dense who can't see that. Now get the fuck out. I'm reporting you to the board for misconduct. As chairman the council, I suspend you from participating in meets and trial hearings for the next ten days." He turned and tried to calm himself down while Zuko glared at Kona and set a hand on his friend's shoulder.

Two guards of the council entered and took Kona, who was cursing at Sokka and holding his bleeding nose, out of the room.

Sokka rubbed his temple, now feeling an agonizing headache coming on. He looked at the other stunned members of the council.

"This meeting is adjourned for the time being. We'll resume tomorrow, same time, to further discuss the case, and more once we have more information from headquarters. And no one is to speak of this outside of this room. The board will decide what to do. Understood?"

Every member nodded. They all admired Sokka for his brilliance in politics and had a healthy respect for the man. But when he was pissed, he was scary as fuck.

They all exited the room quietly and Aang looked at his brother-in-law.

"While I completely agree that Kona went way too far and deserved that, you do know that was not smart to do in the middle of a meeting. Kona will try to use this against you and smear your reputation. He'll also have the other city leaders questioning your relationship with Toph again, considering the emotional trigger."

The warrior groaned. "I know. But that asshole has me so tired of this shit! I have too much to deal with as it is."

Aang's eyes softened and he gently placed a large cerulean coated hand on the seated councilman's back. "Look, I understand you're under a lot of pressure, with worrying about Toph, getting this Triad case over with, and meeting with Suki again. You just snapped. Take it easy, my friend. Don't worry, this won't go to the press and Kona won't cause much trouble. Zuko and I will take care of it."

He patted Sokka's back comfortingly and motioned for Zuko to follow him. Their friend had a lot of thinking to do.

In the middle of an extraordinarily boring history class, Lin found herself daydreaming and starring out the window more than she was looking at the teacher.

"And so, class, after Avatar Roku's death, Fire Lord Sozin used the power of the comet to massacre the Air Nomads. The Air Nomads were a gentle and spiritual people. Our own Avatar Aang is the sole survivor of that era."

Lin groaned quietly. I already know this entire story. Uncle Aang has only talked about it a hundred times. Why do we have to take this crappy course if we're the war heros' kids? I mean we know this story better than she does.

The teacher smiled gently. "And our own Tenzin is the living legacy of the Air Niomads and of Avatar Aang. He is living evidence that this wonderful culture will one day flourish again."

Everyone in the class clapped lightly and Tenzin blushed, a rosy color tinting his cheeks. He nodded politely and buried his nose into his textbook.

As the teacher turned her attention to writing the timeline of the Great War on the chalkboard, Lin nudged the junior airbender playfully, who was seated beside her.

"What Lin? You're going to get us in trouble!" The airbender warned. "I do not want a repeat of last time that you almost blew up the chemistry lab! Mother grounded me for a month! And Dad wouldn't let us ride Oogie!"

Lin held back her giggles. "Chill, Airhead. You are the living legacy after all!"

Tenzin scowled and attempted writing some notes down.

Why is he even writing this? His dad taught him all of this before he was six.

Toph Beifong's daughter shook her head at her friend and looked out the window once more.

Her eyebrows furrowed when she saw a dark silhouette of a figure in the shadow of the building outside. She watched the figure intently and felt panic rise up in her chest.

"Lin? Lin!"

Lin snapped out of it and turned to her teacher, blinking rapidly. "Yes Ma'am?"

"Are you alright?"

"Yes, I'm fine, Ma'am."

The instructor's face turned rabid as she placed her hands on her hips. "Then would you care to tell me the answer? How many years did Fire Lord Azulon rule? And what was General Iroh's most known military campaign during the war?"

Lin smirked inwardly. This was just too easy.

The earthbender flashed a sweet, innocent smile. "Well, Azulon ruled for exactly 23 years before his mysterious death, leading Ozai to take the throne. And General Iroh headed the 600 Days Seige of Ba Sing Sei."

The teacher blinked and coughed. "Um, yes. Very good. Now keep your eyes on the board, this material will be on next week's exam."

As the teacher droned on, Lin worriedly glanced out the window once more. The silhouette was gone.

Chief Beifong was prepping her squad and her prisoner, Kauz, for their staged meet up with his lead into the Triad. She grabbed her things and instructed her officers on how to proceed.

"Alright, while this dumbass meets with this Triad, Lee, Kin, and Chang will wait on the northeast alley towards the center of the city. Ton Lin and I will wait near the southern path to the Central Plaza, and the rest of you wait for my signal. And you, Kauz, don't do anything to fuck this operation up. You do exactly as you would do with this guy. Get him to say anything useful. Coerce him. And we'll take it from there. Remember, if you so much as breathe a word of our presence, I will be your worst nightmare."

She bended his metal chair forward and brought her face close to his.

"Understood?"

Kauz swallowed hard, clanking the cuffs that bound his arms behind the metal chair. He mentally cursed his luck. He quivered at the slight of Beifong's furious ghostly eyes.

"Y-yes, Chief."

The chief nodded is satisfaction before roughly bending him back. "Good now get him out of my sight and into the unmarked satomobile. We're moving out in ten."

Two officers picked up the Triad and out of the interrogation room.

The lieutenant hung back with the police chief, noticing the stress on his boss' normally strong, domineering features. She breathed heavily and ran a hand through the locks of her bun.

Ton Li spoke up. "Do not worry, Chief. We've been planning this for weeks. Nothing will go wrong today."

Toph sighed, feeling an unpleasant tightness in her chest that contradicted her second in command's words.

"I hope you're right, Lieutenant. For this city's sake, and for the sake of our investigation. I hope you're right."

On the other side of town, Councilman Sokka was sitting in a booth of a fairly small yet cozy dinner. It was a very nice place; the walls were newly panted white and still retained that fresh paint smell. The tables were all well spread out on a checkered tiled floor and the smell of late lunch full the councilman's nostrils.

The comfy red booth chair was soothing his stiff muscles, but could not completely deter the emotional and physical anxiety.

Sokka stirred his cup of tea, glancing the the dinner's clock.

Where is she? She's twenty minutes late. Did she regret agreeing to come and decide not to?

As the warrior battled mentally, a beautiful woman approached the councilman's table.

"Sokka?"

Sokka was brought out of his reverie and looked up at the woman. They simply starred at each other, taking each other in.

Suki was wearing a beautiful light blue summer dress that hugged her creamy curves and exposed her shapely legs. Her long auburn hair was slightly curled and swept over her back, adorning her pretty face. Her eyes were looking intently into his.

Sokka almost forgot to breathe; the last time he'd assessed her appearance, it was only to be sure it was truly her. But now, being here with Suki in a familiar and sentimentally valuable place to the both of them, and really drinking in her appearance, he realized how truly beautiful she still was.

Suki couldn't help but think about how mature and handsome her ex-husband had become. She also noticed the intensity with which those brilliant cerulean eyes were analyzing her form. She shifted uncomfortably.

I'm not living in the past anymore. I'm here for Hakoda.

Suki cleared her throat. "Sorry I'm late, my taxi go held up in traffic."

Sokka blinked rapidly and mentally kicked himself for gawking at his ex like that.

She isn't mine anymore, and I'm not hers. I'm here for a reason. Agni Toph would kill me.

The councilman composed himself and motioned for her to sit across form him and order anything she'd like, trying to diffuse the awkwardness that still lingered.

Suki hesitantly sat down and looked back at Sokka.

Sokka cleared his throat and directed his poker face to her.

"Thank you for meeting with me, Suki. We need to talk."

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