Chapter 6

"Uuhhh!" She kneeled down and held her stomach. "I don't feel so good."

Bolin helped her to her feet. "Are you going to vomit?" She nodded to him. Bolin tried to lead her to a nearby trash can, but was too late. She stopped in her tracks, turned around, and puked all over the ground. She did this three more times in the trash can.

Asami turned to Mako. "Do you think nausea or vomiting are side effects of her pain meds?"

"They probably are. Let's get her back to her room, quickly." Mako picked her up, bridal style, and then they all raced back to her room. When they arrived, Mako placed her on her bed, and then lay down next to her, stroking her hair. She held her stomach in pain and made a face that indicated she was about to vomit again. Asami barley had enough time to grab the water bucket the healer placed on the table, dump out some of the water into the sink, and hold it up to Korra while she heaved. When she finished, she wiped her mouth and started to shiver again. Mako cuddled her tightly and whispered words of comfort in her ear that seemed to calm her down quite a bit.

"Shhh. It's alright, it's all over, I'm right here, no need to worry, I've got you." Mako continued to stroke her cheek. She instantly fell asleep.

"I'm hungry," said Bolin holding his stomach.

"Yeah, I'm pretty hungry, too," Asami said agreeing with Bolin. "I saw a café on our way here down the hall. We should go check it out."

"I could go for some food," said Mako quietly getting up from the bed, "But I don't want to leave Korra here alone." Mako scratched the back of his head. "And has anyone noticed that the healer left when we ditched him to go for that walk?" As if on cue, the healer walked in with a new bucket of water.

"Hey everyone. Sorry I left. I had an emergency healing session with this guy that cut his arm from his shoulder to his wrist with a knife," said the healer as if anyone really cared, "So I'm gonna get started on Avatar Korra." He stopped and looked at the vomit filled bucket on the ground. "Good think I brought a new bucket."

"We were just gonna get a bite to eat," said Bolin motioning toward the door with his thumbs.

"You guys can go, I'll stay here with Korra," said Mako sitting in the chair behind him.

"Alright, then. Want us to bring back food for you guys," asked Asami as she opened the door.

"Yeah, sure," said Mako not really paying attention to her question.

After Asami and Bolin left, the healer started to carefully unwrap the bandage around Korra's head. He threw it in the trash then took off the bloody gauze pad covering her cut. He cleaned the cut with Bactine and a cotton ball, then bent a ball of water and placed it on her head. It began to glow like Korra's eyes when she's in the Avatar State. When the healer finished he bent the used water into the sink. He re-bandaged her head then repeated the process on her wrists and hand.

"Well, my work here is done." The healer gathered his things and left, leaving Mako alone with Korra. She slept so peacefully. He got up, walked over to her and started taking out the clips in her hair. He placed the clips on the table next to the bed. She looks beautiful with her hair down, he thought.

An hour and a half later, Asami and Bolin came through the door with a bag of dumplings Bolin was carrying along with a half empty bottle of orange juice. Asami was laughing, probably at one of Bolin's bad jokes.

"Hey guys," said Bolin cheerfully, "How ya doin'?"

"Is Korra still asleep?" asked Asami.

"Yeah, she's knocked the heck out." Mako said sitting down and putting his hands behind his head. "Probably gonna be a half hour before she wakes up, give 'er take an hour… Or less."

"She's strong for a seventeen year old girl." Asami pointed out, "I mean, she lived a two story fall. Emotionally too, though. She did let her emotions get the best of her, but she knows there are people who care about her very much and then admitted she needs help. That's bravery if you ask me."

"Thanks, Asami." Korra woke up. "That really means a lot." She giggled.

"How long have you been awake?" Asami asked.

Korra giggled again. "Long enough." She grabbed the bag of dumplings from Bolin and started to eat. "Hey these are good dumplings. Small, but good." Said Korra as she finished chewing and started on another one. "Also, I really am grateful that you guys care about me." She finished the whole bag of dumplings.

Mako sat down next to her and kissed her on the cheek. "We all feel that way about you, Korra." Confessed Mako. She hugged him, and he hugged back. Suddenly, she pushed him away. "Korra, what's wrong?" Mako asked with confusion. She answered him by vomiting on his chest. Mako carefully got up and walked to the sink to wash his jacket. When Korra made another face like she was about to puke, Asami lead her to the bathroom, which was conveniently across the hall from the room.

Asami opened the door, helped her kneel down near the toilet and held her hair while she threw up the dumplings she just ate. She was starting to think that Korra was allergic to the pain meds the healer gave her. Although nausea may be a side effect of the pain killers, it doesn't necessarily mean that it applies to Korra.

Asami bent down next to her, still holding her hair, and comforted her while she puked. "Korra, are you alright?" She noticed something. "There's a rash on your neck?"

She breathed heavily. "Yeah… I think I might be allergic to the pain killers… Because I just threw them up in the toilet… Along with the dumplings."

"I was thinking the same thing… Are you done puking?"

"I think I am." Korra said almost hyperventilating. "Wow, this Johnny is really getting annoying. It's too short and it's really tight." Asami laughed. "What's so funny?" Asked Korra putting her hands on her hips. Asami took a Johnny from the wall container next to the sink and put it on.

"Korra, I'm taller than you and this fits me. And it's the same size as yours." She said motioning to her Johnny.

"What are you trying to imply?" Asked Korra completely clueless.

"The reason your gown is too short and tight is because you have bigger boobs than me." Asami said.

"Well I don't like it. I want my clothes back." She said crossing her arms and sporting her trademark pout face.

Asami snickered. "Alright let's go back to the room and put your clothes on." She took off the Johnny, flushed the toilet and they both left the bathroom.

When they got back to the room, Bolin was trying to help Mako with the puke stain on his jacket.

"Hold still, Mako. Do you want it to get worse?" Bolin said as he tried to take out the stain.

"I'm just glad she missed my scarf." Mako said with a slight chuckle.

"I'm just glad she threw up on you and not me." This got Bolin a playful punch in the arm.

"Hey guys," said Asami walking through the door with Korra next to her, "Korra's gonna change so you two are gonna have to step out."

"Why do we have to leave and you don't?" asked Bolin out of curiosity.

"Because I'm a girl." Said Asami.

"… That makes sense." Bolin said then he and Mako walked out the room and into the hallway.

"Are my boobs really that big, Asami?" Korra asked holding her breasts up, showing her.

"Yeah, they are. Now let's get changed." Asami said looking for Korra's clothes. Once she found them, she handed her a piece of her clothing, one at a time.

"Alright, now hand me my sweats," said Korra holding her hand out. She pulled up her sweats then put her boots on. She then went over to the night stand where her hairclips were sitting. When did I take out my hairclips? Whatever. She put them back in her hair and then slipped on her arm and wrist bands. "Thanks," Korra said turning to Asami.

"… For what?" She asked.

"For the compliment, of course." Korra smiled wide and placed her hands on her hips.

Asami giggled. "Well, you do have big boobs," She put one hand on her hip and the other in the air, "For a skinny girl. No offence, though."

"None taken." She walked to the door. "We should let the guys back in now." As she opened the door, Bolin fell to the ground. He stood up and backed up quickly.

"Um… We were just… just uh… uh… Waiting?" Stuttered Bolin.

"I was leaning up against the wall, actually waiting while he was listening in on your conversation." Mako confessed.

"Damn it, Mako." Bolin whined as he slumped back into the room.

The phone rang. "I got it," Korra offered, "It might be Tenzin." She picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"KORRA!" Yelled Tenzin at the top of his lungs. "Are you alright?"

"Tenzin, I'm fine," Korra said slightly annoyed by his over-the-top concern, "I just have to sign up for some therapy sessions."

"Okay, then. But I'm coming to get you, now. It's your last day at the hospital," explained Tenzin.

"It is?" Korra exclaimed, "YES! Come get me now."

"Alright, Korra. I'm coming now. Bye, now."

"K, BYE!" She screamed and hung up the phone.