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Katara walked in the old train station they used as a shelter, it was empty but she looked around, the air was quiet. She called the number and it was Aang, he said they were heading back soon but she didn't understand why Zuko didn't answer.

It felt different during the evening, she was only gone for four hours and the shelter she's been at just felt different. The lighting was different. It was quiet.

But that didn't last long.

"You don't need a smoke you need to sit the fuck down!" Suki screamed at the entrance as Zuko was walking by himself and lighting his cigarette.

"I'm fine," Zuko rolled his eyes but stumbled a little only for Aang and Henry to catch him.

"Can you guys Fuck off?" He snapped ripping his arms away with the cigarette between his lips.

"Is he always so rude?" A familiar voice asked unsure.

"Sokka?" Katara breathed confused.

"Kat!" Aang spun to her with a bright smile.

"Katara?" Zuko looked at her shocked.

"Hey guys," she smiled awkwardly.

"Your fucking joking," he didn't seem thrilled.

"Katara!" Sokka sprinted past them and hugged his sister tightly.

"Your okay," he whispered relieved as she hugged him back.

"I'm fine, I'm okay," she whispered back but looked over at her friends with a sad smile. But her smile dropped seeing zukos face, much less Jet also with them.

"Zuko why is Jet here?" Katara pushed herself away from her brother.

"He thinks I made You a prostitute, your brother too, I think someone hit me in the head with a brick?" Zuko flicked his cigarette walking to his mattress.

"What?! What?? Sokka?!" Katara whipped her head from Sokka to Zuko and back to Sokka.

"Shh I'm tired," Zuko crawled into the bed.

"He really shouldn't sleep if he's still bleeding," Henry raised his hand.

"I'm not bleeding anymore," Zuko flipped him off.

"Oh my god, Zuko, sit up," Katara grabbed him from the bed and sat him back up.

"Katara get away from that guy, he attacked me and broke my phone," Jet raced over but Zuko glared at him darkly.

"You can back the fuck off," Katara snarled.

"Fine okay, Suki where's the first aid? Sokka, Jet, sit, stop accusing my friends of crimes," she pointed to them and everyone did as she said.

"First of all, I'm not a prostitute and I've never been forced into anything," Katara started to check zukos wounds.

"Oh my god you literally got hit in the head, that's not good," she gasped seeing the gash. Other than the bruises on his face and the gash on his head Zuko seemed fine with nothing broken.

"They called the cops," Aang crossed his arms glaring at the boys.

"The cops?!" Zuko bounced up wide eyes.

"Did they follow you?!" He asked quickly.

"No Z, we lost them while you were unconscious," Suki sighed handing Katara the first aid.

"I want to relapse so bad before I go to jail," Zuko groaned covering his face.

"Katara your hanging around drug addicts? Come on," Jet scoffed and Kataras eye twitched in annoyance.

"Its going to be fine, the cops won't arrest you," she huffed cleaning his gash.

Zuko was quiet as he looked at Aang and Suki. He pursed his lips and tossed his wallet to Aang.

"Oi, get going call iroh, Ozais gonna be on my ass within 24 hours," Zuko sighed as Aang looked like he was going to cry.

"If they called the cops, that means Ozai knows I'm in the area, Azula too, I can't have you around if they're close, hen you too," he explained and Suki closed her eyes shaking her head.

"There's cash and my keys to the storage unit, hide or run, just get out of the city,"

"Yea Aang you should go," Suki agreed.

"Do you think your going to get arrested?" Katara asked quietly.

"You don't know what I've gotten myself in, and I'm not taking anyone with, it's my own problem," he whispered looking at her.

"Same people that hurt you before? And Aang?" She stayed close so he was the only one that heard.

"Yea," he nodded.

"Guess we'll get ready with bail money," Katara sighed putting a large bandage on the temple of his forehead where the gash was.

"Why did you come back?" Zuko looked at her upset but seemed more guilty.

"I couldn't leave You guys yet, I didn't want to be so far if something happened," Katara shrugged casually.

Zuko looked down but smiled a little, for some reason it felt strange, she cared.

"It was a dumb idea," he shook his head.

"Probably," she smiled.

"I'm going to sleep," Zuko went to lay down again.

"I'm going to be so pissed if zhao is the one that arrests me," he mumbled into the pillow and pulled a blanket over him.

"Who beat the shit out of him good god?" Katara looked at her brother and ex sharply.

"Jet hit him in the head with the brick," Sokka motioned to the other.

"Hey! Sokka basically stood over him and punched the shit out of him," Jet defended.

"Sokka!" She gasped.

"I thought he was a pimp, you did go missing," Sokka looked at her unamused.

"Oh uh I gotta go," Henry noticed the tension.

"I need a smoke break," Suki nodded getting up.

"I'll call iroh," Aang followed the two out.

"Is he actually sleeping?" The youngest asked looking at Zuko.

Katara checked curiously.

"Yea he's passed out," she said surprised.

"We'll just be outside kat... I'm glad your back," Aang smiled softly at her.

"Glad I didn't get far," she nodded smiling.

But then she was left with the three boys, one sleeping and two unhappy.

"Katara... you've been hiding with these kinds of people? Because of me?" Jet asked upset.

"Yea, actually, these kinds of people get it," Katara sighed a little.

"I don't haven't it worst than them, I have a good family but Sokka you and dad are gone, I didn't have the money to move to Alaska without Jet stopping me," she explained before she was questioned.

"I was scared and I ran, they just gave me somewhere to sleep and helped me," Katara motioned to what she had to call home for the time.

"Please call off the police, tell them anything to get them to leave these guys alone," she looked at them seriously.

"I told them it was a guy with a scar covering half his face and black hair," Jet motioned to Zuko. "They seem to know who I was talking about,"

"What did you say?" Katara whispered.

"That my girlfriend has been missing and found with that guy, the guy on the phone asked if there was a bald kid and red head, I said yes, they said something about him being some wanted criminal that usually had girls with him, I'm guessing prostitution," Jet ran his hand through his hair.

"You know who you talked too?" Zukos voice asked from the mattress.

"Chief of police," Jet nodded.

Zuko was quiet again but he was definitely awake.

"Great, zhao, I'm so over this," zuko pushed himself up looking annoyed.

"You familiar?" Sokka raised a brow.

"Close friends with the guy that's been talk of the town, Ozai suzano," Zuko grabbed his cigarettes.

"Suzano? Like F.N. industries?" Sokka asked wide eyes.

"That's the one," he gave a thumbs up.

"Suzano? What's your relation with him?" Katara asked confused.

"My dad," Zuko lit his cigarette.

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