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RonaldM40196867: No, I don't. I mean, I like it and I'm enjoying writing it (which considering there's a third big sequel to write after this one, I'd better) but not that much.

Zigzagdoublezee: Yes, I don't blame Zuko at all. His father is very scary, especially considering what he does to him in canon.

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Gembul stood in the forest clearing, surrounded by soldiers passing boxes up into the saddle. Sokka and Rinzen were up there, taking the boxes and stuffing their contents into saddlebags. There was food, water for both bending and drinking, what money could be spared, and even a few letters from Jet and others intended for Ba Sing Se. Under the shade of a nearby tree, Jet was watching them with his arms folded when Yue found him.

"So, this is goodbye again, is it?" He hailed her.

"For now, at least," Yue told him. "Hopefully we meet again."

She reached him and pulled him into a warm hug. He hesitated for a moment, and then returned it.

"You said you were going to Ba Sing Se now," he stated once they had broken apart.

"Yes." Yue nodded. "This war won't wait for me here. I need to get moving."

"Of course," Jet nodded. "Still...Are you sure I couldn't interest you in staying? I now owe you my life twice over, as does everyone else here."

"Hey, I'm sure you'll manage without me," Yue smiled at him.

"Yes, we'll muddle through," Jet smiled back. Then he shrugged.

"And it's not like your time here has been wasted, is it? I understand you made a friend. Where is he, by the way?"

"Taiyo?" Yue asked. "I don't know. With Katara, I guess."

"I hear you earthbent."

"Just a bit, yes. Hopefully more than that soon."

"I don't doubt it."

Jet looked at where his men were finishing loading up the sky-bison, and sighed.

"If there's anything else you need from me, you know I'm here, right?" He asked.

"I know," Yue looked over at him. "Thank you for the offer."

"It's the least I can do. Although I do know that what help I can offer you, if I'm here and you're in Ba Sing Se or the Fire Nation, may not be much."

"I'm sure I'll think of something," Yue said gratefully.

Then she had an idea.

"Hey, before we go, there's just one last thing..."

Jet looked at her, confused, and then his eyes widened as Yue reached down to her waist and drew the expensive white sword that Poppy Beifong had made for her.

"This was given to me by our mutual friend," she said. "I think she-he thought I would get some use out of it, but I'm not sure I agree. I never picked up a weapon before I was the Avatar, and now that I am, I have my bending. So I offer it to you, as a token of my thanks."

Jet looked at it in wonder.

"I couldn't possibly," he said. "I already have swords. It's yours."

"Please take it," Yue pleaded. "I have no use for it. You do."

Jet hesitated, and then took it. The blade flashed as he withdrew it from the scabbard, and tested it.

"You're right, it is impressive," he whistled. "Are you absolutely sure you don't want it?"

"Sure," Yue confirmed. Jet nodded, sheathed the sword, and propped it against the tree.

"Thank you," he said grinned, suddenly looking much less like the heroic military leader he portrayed himself as and much more like the sixteen year old child he still fundamentally was. The thought that he was too young for the responsibility that had been thrust upon him crossed Yue's mind momentarily. Then she remembered she was sixteen too. It felt like so long since the North Pole that she had lost track of time.

Just then, she saw Katara approaching with Taiyo, carrying the Yuad's sleeping bags and blankets in bags slung over their shoulder. These were the last things they needed before being ready for departure.

She waved to them, and they made their way over.

"Ready?" Jet asked them, looking at Taiyo in particular.

"Ready," the earthbender nodded, his face determined. "At least, I think I am."

"You'll be fine," Katara grinned. "I've taught the Avatar, she's a good student and a fast learner."

"I guess she has to be," Taiyo noted.

"Hey!" Rinzen hailed them from the saddle. "Are you lot coming then or what?"

"Don't let me keep you waiting," Jet grinned. He had gone back to leaning against the tree. "He might leave without you at this rate."

"Rinzen wouldn't do that," Taiyo smiled. "Would he?"

"No, he wouldn't," Yue agreed, having decided not to mess with him. They stepped forward as the rest of the army crowded towards the edge, getting out of the way of the imminent launch. Katara took the sleeping bags and passed them up to Sokka, who secured them in position. Then they began climbing up on to the saddle.

"Took you long enough," Sokka greeted them.

"I didn't realise we were that eager to leave," Yue pointed out.

"Oh, not really," Sokka said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "It's a good job there's not overwhelming time pressure because of a war, isn't there?"

Yue didn't take it personally. She could well understand the stress they were all under.

"Alright!" Rinzen was saying. "Let's get this show back on the road!" He patted Gembul on the head and the bison rumbled happily.

"Goodbye!" Jet shouted. He drew the sword Yue had given him and thrust it into the air, its white blade catching in the sun. "And thanks for everything!"

The assembled group cheered heartily. Yue waved to them, and after some subtle prodding the rest of the Yuad took the hint and joined in.

"How many times have you been on a bison?" Sokka asked Taiyo, out of the corner of his mouth.

"Just once, with you," Taiyo replied. "Why?"

"You might want to hold on to something."

Then Rinzen snapped the reins and Taiyo's surprised scream was lost to the wind as the sky-bison rocketed upwards.