Title: Coming Home.

Pairing: Korra & Asami.

Rated: T

Disclaimer: I do not own Legend of Korra and its characters. All rights belong to their respectable owners Bryan Konietzko and Michael Dante DiMartino.

Authors Note: Hey guys. So this story is a bit different from everything else I wrote so far on this site. When the idea came to me I had to write it. I wanted an angle on what it would be like if Korra and Asami had kids. This is the first one (out of four other concepts) with Asami having a son and how Korra fits into their lives. Its a bit rocky at first but it will flow eventually. Hope you all enjoy this chapter as much as I've enjoyed writing it.

PS: Just Drive is not abandon for all those who were wondering. The next chapter is almost done its just extremely long and complicated to write. Thanks for the patience guys it means a lot to me. Also I will be posting something up on my tumblr for the Legend of Korra anniversary coming up. So I'm excited for that. Its been a year since the show has been off air as well as the canonization of Korra and Asami's relationship and I'm so happy with how us as a community can express ourselves in many talented ways over a show that has helped us and inspired us for more than a decade. So thanks for reading my fics and sticking with me this long. Also had the song daddy issues by the neighbourhood on repeat while finishing up this chapter. Anyway Enjoy!

Asami was in the kitchen placing a sandwich baggie into her son's lunch box. "Iroh!" she projected her voice again. It was her son's first day of school in a higher grade. He would be the only 9 year old in the 8th grade.

The young man ran downstairs and walked into the kitchen moments later. "Yes mother?" he answered in a form of a question. He wore his uniform: a blue blazer, green vest, red tie and tan pants. All colors representing the United Nations.

"Are you ready to start your first day?" she asked bending down to his level.

Iroh stared into his mothers eyes with a blank expression. "Yes."

Asami wasn't convinced but didn't push on it. She raised her hand up to fix his tie, "there," she said straightening it out. "Good as new and handsome as ever," she complimented with a smile.

"Thank you," he said so softly it could barely be heard. He had a somber expression appear on his face. "Did father call yet?"

Looking at her son's face, Asami was worried on the toll it was taking on him. His father was barely home because of work. Missing every major moment in their son's life. He was suppose to call last week before their son's big day. Not one phone call was received. Asami wasn't sure how to break it to him. "I'm sure he will soon," she replied with yet another excuse.

Iroh gaze dropped knowing exactly what it meant. "Okay," he said walking back into the living room and taking a seat.

Asami felt the sting of disappointment her son felt. She wanted to make him feel better so she added two extra pudding cups into his lunch box before closing it.

A knock at the door this early made her jump. The hard banging stopped as she walked up to the front door. Looking through the peep hole, Asami saw a soldier in uniform. She opened it up to see three of them on her doorstep.

"Mrs. Róngyù?" a soldier asked with an envelope in hand.

Iroh stood up off of the couch and walked behind his mother. He could see the three soldiers. One talking to his mother, another on the left holding a folded up fire nation flag and the last one on the far right holding an urn. "Father..."

Korra lightly jogged up the stairs to the fourth floor of her apartment building. She placed her duffel bag down and took off her heavy black assault backpack. Taking her keys out of her back pocket, Korra saw a note on her door when she looked up. "The fuck is this?" she said snatching it off. It was an eviction notice from a week ago. She knew her landlord wasn't playing the last time he warned her but this was ridiculous.

Balling it up the paper, Korra threw it over her shoulder and placed the key in the door to unlock it. The key wouldn't turn. "You gotta be kidding me..." she said becoming furious. She picked up the notice and walked passed the broken elevator high tailing it down stairs to confront him.

Once she was on the ground floor, Korra came up to his door banging on it loud enough the whole building could hear. "Aiwei! You old fuck come out here!" she shouted as she kept banging on his door hard with her fist.

The door opened up half way with the chain attached to it. "What is this?" Korra asked holding the crinkled notice up.

"Ah Ms. Jīngshén its so lovely to see you again. Have you come to pay your rent for the last three months?" he said being snippy as usual.

Korra was chewing the side of her cheek out of annoyance. "I told you I wasn't paying for shit til you fixed those leaky pipes in the fucking bathroom!" she exclaimed unable to hold her tongue.

Aiwei had a smug smile across his face Korra wanted to smack off. "I'm sorry about the inconvenience Ms. Jīngshén but in order to stay here tenants must pay their rent. No exceptions," he informed ready to close the door.

Korra placed her hand on the door to keep him from shutting it, "how much," she asked with her temper slightly subsiding.

"Well three months plus late fees equal to about 3,900 which I'm sure you're good for," Aiwei stated in a sarcastic tone.

Her right eye was being to twitch a bit, "oh I'm good for it. I'll bring it to you by the end of the day," Korra said letting go of the door.

She was heading back towards the stairs when Aiwei cleared his throat, "that won't be necessary seeing how I had your things removed from the apartment last week."

Korra head nearly spun around with how quick she responded. "You did what!" she said rushing back to his door.

Aiwei closed it shut. "Good luck finding a new place to live you free loading hooligan!" he shouted behind his door.

Korra walked back slowly and said, "well see about that," before heading up the stairs again. She reached the fourth floor again and walked right up to her door. She took a step back and took a deep breath. She raised up her right leg striking the door hard busting it open. The door nearly came off its hinges.

Walking into her apartment, Korra could see her flat screen was gone along with the rest of her furnishing. She looked around and the bed room and saw her mattress was gone as well. She headed into the bathroom and took the cover off of the back of the toilet. She rolled up her sleeve and took a plastic bag full of money out of it.

Aiwei came through the front door screaming in a high pitch voice at the damage Korra caused. "I'm calling the police!" he shouted as Korra walked out of the bathroom with a stack of money in her hands.

"You do that," Korra said as she approached him. She placed her money inside of a duffel bag she had with her. "Then explain to them how you evicted and trashed a United Forces Veteran's home with out any proper warning." Aiwei looked shocked but Korra wasn't kidding. "Now I don't give a fuck about any of this shit but if you wanna make a scene. If you want a real reason to call the cops. I'll give you one," she said cracking her knuckles ready to knock his lights out.

Aiwei shook his head no and understood what she meant, "I'll leave you be..." he said walking out of the apartment.

Korra hated going that route but the guy had it coming. She walked into her bed room and bend down where the bed use to be. She placed her duffel bag down on the floor and took out a crowbar inside of it. She lifted up the floor boards and took out a large tin can. She placed it aside and reached inside of her shirt to get the key out.

Opening it up, Korra saw a few pictures from her past, medals she earned and a burgundy pin she kept in there for safe keeping. "Guess you're coming with me."

Korra showed up at Wawa's bar and grill ten minutes later. She approach the bar and set her bag down underneath her feet.

"Hey Korra back already!" Macao the bar owner shouted.

"You know I can't stay away," Korra said with a smirk. "You got any work for me?"

Macao shook his head as he placed a drink down in front of her. "Not since the last time you were here," he said wiping down the bar. He tossed the cloth over his shoulder and cleared his throat, "so how's life treating you?" he asked since she was willing to take another job so soon.

Korra picked up the mug of beer and took a sip before answering, "like shit. Got home today to find out I'm evicted and all my shit was ransacked," she said bitterly as she placed her drink down on a coaster. "Other than that I'm good," she burped out at the end.

"You kidding me?" he asked with Korra answering with the shake of her head. "Fuck... its that little man the one with the thing hooked in his nose right?" Korra shrugged since she never paid much attention to Aiwei. "You want me and the fellas to pay him a visit?"

Korra shook her head no, "nah he's a punk. I'll let karma handle that," she said brushing it off.

Macao understood where she was coming from and didn't want to add the extra headache. "Can I get you anything?"

"Your sisters famous fried dumplings if its not to much trouble," Korra mention feeling her stomach starting to rumble.

"Coming up," he said with a smile before heading into the back.

Korra took another sip of her beer and patted her chest from the sting on the way down. She glanced up at the TV and saw a United Nations military aircraft crashed into the Mo Ce Sea. "Hey," she signaled to another guy behind the bar. "Can you turn that up?" she asked seeing him grab the remote.

The news reporter tapped the papers in his hands on the table as he continued. "Sources say engine failure was the cause of this deadly crash. Leaving 27 dead and 5 severely injured."

Macao came back to the bar with a smile on his face, "Lily's cooking some up now," he said seeing Korra's eyes glued to the tv. He had heard about the crash a few days ago. "Friends of yours?" he asked looking back at her

Korra kept her eyes locked on the screen, "possibly," she uttered. She hadn't been in touch with anyone for almost two months. "Can I use your phone?" she asked finally making eye contact. Who she was gonna call would be someone she hasn't spoken to in years.

"Sure," he said taking out his land line phone from behind the bar.

A total of 2 minutes was all she needed to confirm the worst. Korra placed the phone back on the hook and picked up her pint of beer to finished it. Slamming the mug down hard on the coaster, Korra looked Macao in the eye and said, "I gotta go."

Macao bend down behind the counter and said, "you might not wanna go without this," he said placing a black ligament knee brace on to the bar.

"Fucking A," Korra said as she looked it over. She smiled up at her friend in confusion.

"Saw it at the dump sight last week thought it looked familiar," he said glancing at Korra's initials carved into the sight of them.

Korra took in off the bar and sat back down on the stool to place it on. "That it does. Thanks for saving it for me," she said grateful for his kindness. She stood up again and stretched out her left leg a bit. "Feels good. Can you ask Lily to make those dumplings to go?"

Macao nodded his head yes as he was wiping his hand, "heading out again?" he asked not surprised in the least.

"Yeah back to Republic City," Korra answered with an unenthused tone of voice for multiple reasons.

The funeral was finishing up by the time Korra arrived to the city. She would have came sooner if she knew a head of time. It was an outside memorial service. The priest was saying some final words as everyone listened. The mediate family sat in the front. Korra could tell by that big floppy black hat with a red feather in it, that it was Iroh's mother near the end of the front row.

Korra sat in the back in an empty chair in order not to interrupt the service. She placed her bags down carefully and took a deep breath as she looked around. Everyone was wearing black so it was hard to spot the widower. It had been ten years since she had seen her dear friend. She wasn't sure if it was a good idea to show up like this.

Asami sat in the front holding her son's hand as the service finished. Everyone who attended were coming up to her saying 'they were sorry for her loss'. She put up the best face she could muster for her son's sake but inside she felt hollow. As if she was having an outer body experience. All the voices and shades of black started to blend in together. Simple nods and thank yous were passed here and there but that was all.

It was until a shade of blue came into her view that caused her blurry eyes to clear up again. She looked up at the person's face and saw that it was her best friend from all those years ago, Korra.

"Hey," Korra greeted as she limped up to Asami. She felt a bit awkward for how casual that sounded.

Asami stood up once Korra got closer. "Hi," she greeted back still in a bit shocked at her friend's sudden appearance.

Korra wasn't sure whether or not to give her a hug. She had her heavy tactical bag on her back and her duffel bag in the other hand. The silence between them forced her to choose quickly. She took her free hand and leaned in placing it behind Asami to embrace her into a hug.

Asami felt Korra's embrace and welcomed it despite how uncomfortable it felt at first. She let go and took a minor step back to get a good view at her friend. It had been years since she seen her but it felt as if nothing had changed.

"Its been a while since I've seen you," Korra said hoping it wouldn't be a disastrous conversation starter.

"Yeah ten years," Asami simply replied.

Even though the conversation was minor, Korra still appreciated being able to see her friend even if it was under these shitty circumstances. "You look different," Korra said with instant regret. She would have face palmed herself if she wasn't holding her duffel bag.

Asami didn't take it as an insult but decided to direct it at Korra. "So do you."

Iroh walked up behind his mother and touched her forearm to get her attention. "I'm hungry now," he said in a lowered voice. He hadn't eaten since last night.

"Who's the little guy?" Korra asked nodding her head toward him.

Iroh adverted his eyes from his mother over to Korra. "I'm not little. I'm an appropriate height and weight for my age," he corrected her with his brows lowering a bit out of agitation.

Asami placed her hand on her son's shoulder. "Korra this is my son Iroh," she said looking down at him. "Iroh this is an old friend of mines, Korra," she said looking back up at her.

Korra stuck out her free hand toward the kid and said, "its nice to meet you."

Iroh looked at her hand as if it was foreign but straighten up taking Korra's hand into his own. "Sure," he agreed without saying likewise.

Korra took note and smiled a bit as she shook his hand. "So you said you were hungry," she asked Iroh as she let go of his hand. "There's a diner not to far from here, if you both wanna go grab a bite. My treat."

"Um... sure," Asami said with Iroh looking up at her a bit confused at her tone. He could tell his mom was hesitant making him question Korra as a person.

"Great," Korra said breaking him out of his thought. "I'm a go speak to Bolin real quick and then we can go," she said walking off into his direction.

Asami watched as she walked away noticing her limp now more than before.

Korra walked to a booth by the window once they entered the diner. "Smell that?" she asked Iroh who sat down next to his mother. "Fresh baked cookies. Love this place already," she said with a smile.

A waitress came up to their booth and handed them all menus, "I'll be right with you all in a moment," she said walking off in the next second.

Korra looked over her menu and noticed out of her peripheral that Asami didn't open hers. She looked up at her with a questionable expression. "Something wrong?" Korra asked unsure of how her friend was feeling.

Asami was in deep thought until Korra's voice broke her out of it. "Hmm. No nothing is wrong. I just don't have much of an appetite."

Korra gave a simple nod in response and turned to Iroh who was glancing over the menu. "See anything you want?" Korra asked watching as he closed his menu. He looked exactly like his father it was uncanny.

"A salad with cranberries and walnuts but that's all," Iroh answered particular about what he was gonna eat. He hadn't eaten much in days and his stomach growling indicated just that.

Korra heard it and raised a brow to his order, "you sure that will fill you up?" she asked concerned. "You can order anything you want."

Iroh gulped and nodded his head and said, "I'm sure," only to place his hand on his stomach as it rumbled again.

The waitress came back and asked if everyone was ready to order. Korra peeked at her menu again and said, "yeah can I have the triple stack of pancakes, two sausage patties, three hash browns, a biscuit and..." she said glancing over some of the options. "A sweet ice-tea with a slice of lemon in it," she ordered before looking Iroh's way. "The kid here will have a salad with cranberries and walnuts in it and..." Korra said drawing a blank on his drink. "What do you want to drink?" she asked him unsure of what he wanted.

"A water," he answered looking up at the waitress.

The waitress was jotting it all down and looked over at Asami, "and for you ma'am?" she asked as she held her note pad upright in her direction.

Asami shook her head no. "I'm not ordering," she said waving it off.

"Alright I'll have your orders ready soon," the waitress said with a smile about to walk off.

"Actually!" Korra said holding her hand up getting the woman's attention. "Make my order a double."

The woman was ready to write it down, "the same order?" she asked before putting her pen to paper.

Korra nodded and said, "yeah except chocolate chip pancakes for my bud over here," while pointing over at Iroh with her thumb.

That caught his attention quickly. "That is not what I ordered."

"Give it a try," Korra suggested. "If you don't like it you can just stick with your salad."

"Alright. I'll be back in a minute with your drinks," the waitress said walking down the aisle.

Iroh had a small visible frown on his forehead, "its a waste of your money if I'm not going to eat it," he said with Asami looking down at him ready to say something about his comment.

Korra smirked softly with a chuckle, "it won't go to waste," she said before Asami could speak. "If you don't eat it I'm sure your mom will if I don't first," she said looking over at Asami with a soft concerned smile on her lips. "You gotta eat something," she said knowing how hard it must be on the both of them.

Asami looked up at Korra with a distant look but nodded and said, "I'll eat."

The food and drinks were brought to them in a timely fashion. "Thank you," Korra said to the waitress with a lingering smile. She smiled back at Korra and walked off to tend to other customers.

Asami noticed the look but said nothing. Even after ten years Korra still managed to flirt with any woman she laid eyes on.

Iroh looked at his salad and poked it with his fork before noticing Korra edging the plate she had ordered for him closer to his own. He looked up at her seeing her chewing on her pancake with a hard smirk. He eyed her a bit annoyed with how pushy she was being but couldn't help but look at the chocolate chips that seem to melt in the pancakes.

Korra cut her sausages and swirled them around her plate in a sea of syrup before placing it into her mouth. "Mmmm..." she murmured with a content look on her face.

Iroh knew it was only one way to stop her, "fine I'll try it," he said pushing the salad up before sliding the plate in front of him. He cut the pancake and poured a smidge of syrup on it before tasting it. His eyes grew wide as his taste buds were dancing.

It shown on his face as Korra couldn't help but smile. "So?" she asked nonchalantly.

"Its very chocolaty but its good," he said nearly cracking a smile because of how happy his stomach was becoming.

Korra chuckled and said, "that's the spirit," while continuing to eat. "Asami," Korra said holding up a sausage from her plate in her direction. "Come on," she said looking as if she was gonna feed her.

Asami looked at her as if she had lost a few marbles. "I'm not-" she said ready to repeat herself. Sighing heavily, she reached for it with her fingers and pulled it off Korra's fork. She took a near by napkin and placed it on it since it was hot. Her index finger and thumb had syrup on it which made Korra snicker. Asami eyed her with a hint of agitation but soften up as she wiped off her fingers. She picked up the sausage patty with the napkin and tasted it. She covered her mouth with another napkin and nodded her head at Korra agreeing it was good.

Korra watched Asami with content at her complying with her.

Iroh took his glass of water in hand to wash down his food that was a bit heavier than things he normally ate. He looked at Korra as he sat down his drink, "so how did you know my father exactly?" he asked being formal. Everyone that came to his fathers funeral he had met one time or another or at least heard there name in passing, Korra's was not one of them.

Korra was surprised by his question since he barely had two words to say to her. "Well he was a very distant relative of mines. We shared a few ancestors," she said as she picked up her ice tea and sipped it through a straw.

"How do you know my mother?" Iroh asked quickly taking into account that Korra was a relative of his in some small way.

"We use to be best friends way back in the day," Korra said pointing over at his mother as she adjusted herself in her seat. Her left leg was stretched out in the aisle since it was starting to cramp a bit.

Iroh's interest was peeked at this point. "Really? How did you meet?" he asked looking Korra directly in the eye.

Korra thought on how to word her and Asami's first encounter. It wasn't very pleasant mostly on Korra's part. "A..." she said still thinking on it.

Asami turned in her seat to face her son, "we met at the boarding school you're attending," she said with a smile on her lips.

"Really?" Iroh said as he picked up a piece of pancake with his fork placing it into his mouth.

"Really. It was a bit rocky at first," she looking over at Korra not going into depth. "But we got along great afterwards."

Iroh understood most of it except for one thing, "if you were best friends.. how come I've never heard of her before?" he asked his mother knowing they were using past tense when speaking on their friendship.

Asami was now the one scattered to think of a way to answer his question. Korra took notice of her hesitation and spoke before she could. "I'm not really an interesting topic of conversation," she said with a chuckle to play off the hurt feelings that was building in her chest.

Iroh listen to Korra's response and understood what she meant as he reached for his ice tea to taste it.

After what was consider bunch at this time, they all headed outside in the parking lot. Asami was walking toward her car and walked slower to keep up with Korra's pace. "Where are you staying?" she asked when Korra looked at her. "I'll give you a lift."

Korra held her bags in her hand and looked around the area shaking her head. "No where in particular since I'm heading back to the earth kingdom in the morning."

"Oh.." Asami said with disappointment. She recovered quickly before Korra could notice, "well it was nice to see you again," she said placing her hand on Korra's forearm. "Thank you for coming," she said sincerely with a bit of sorrow in her voice. She walked toward the drivers side of her van and pressed button opening up the doors for Iroh to get in on the passenger side.

Korra watched as Asami backed up and drove out of the parking lot on to the main road.

Later that night, Korra had a drink at a local bar with Bolin. "So how was the reunion with Asami?" he asked eating a cheesy popper.

Korra was quiet most of the time but looked his way when he spoke. "There was no blood shed so as good as to be expected," she said with a hint of sarcasm to ease the emotions she was feeling.

Bolin could tell that it was awkward for Korra to be in republic city after all this time specially around Asami. "You still have feelings for her?" he asked bluntly.

"No Bo that was a long time ago. A lot has changed since then so please let that go," Korra asked not wanting him to start.

Bolin was preoccupied by his food that was drowning in dipping sauce, "chickening out again like you did the last time you were here," he said remembering it as clear as his sinuses were being lately.

Korra was growing irritated but refrained from cursing him out by speaking in a calm tone. "I came here to show some respect for the deceased. You should do the same," she said holding up her drink. "To Iroh Róngyù II. May you rest in peace bud," she said taking her shot before sitting her drink down.

Bolin did the same and exhaled quickly right after. "Bartender another round!" he shouted to get the guys attention.

Korra looked across the bar and saw a woman staring at her. She stared right back with a slow smirk forming on her lips.

Asami came downstairs after saying goodnight to Iroh. She walked into the living room and sat down in a near by chair across from her mother in law.

There was a fire nation tea set out on the coffee table Izumi had set up. She had made herself comfortable while Asami was busy with her grandson.

Iroh was laying down in his bed but was still awake knowing his grandmother and mother were downstairs talking. He was curious to what they had to say. Soon as he knew his mother was in the living room, he got up and walked out into the hallway and knelled down by the stairs to listen in on their conversation.

"I know how devastating this all must be," Izumi said as she held the hot cup of tea in her hands. She eyed her daughter in law with a serious expression, "but I have something important to talk to you about."

Asami was blowing off her tea until Izumi's tone caught her attention. "What is it?" she asked placing her tea down on the tray.

Izumi took a small sip of her tea and placed it down on the tray as well. "Its about Iroh. Now that his father has passed it will just be you and him," she said ready and anticipating Asami's reaction as she continued. "Raising a child on your own is hard. I know that from experience that's why I would like to oppose an arrangement," she said pouring a bit of honey in her tea before stirring it.

Asami didn't really trust where this conversation was leading too. "What's the arrangement?" she asked anxious for Izumi's response.

"I would like to take Iroh back with me to the fire nation. Where he would attend the best schools to further his education and once he turns 18 he can choose any university to his liking," Izumi said as she picked up her tea again to sip it.

Asami was shocked to what Izumi had to say. It didn't even include her in it. Iroh was listening on top of the stairs and sat back with his hands on the floor to prop him up stunned by what his grandmother said.

"Iroh needs a stable home with financial backing," Izumi continued as she held her tea in hand. "How are you going to provide for him and be present parent in his day to day activities?"

Asami was growing more upset by the moment. Her mother in law's self righteous tone didn't help much either. "I will manage," Asami put in a way where her voice didn't raise but her tone was slightly aggressive.

"Manage..." Izumi mimicked in an condescending tone. "With your assets frozen due to your fathers companies illegal trading?" she asked in a form of a question but it was sarcastic as ever. Izumi took another sip of her tea feeling it warming her throat as she could see Asami's emerald eyes piercing into her amber. "What about the fact that you signed a prenup when you married my son?"

Asami sat there tight lipped with a scowl on her face unable to say anything.

Izumi place her tea back down on the tray. She could tell that Asami could blow at any minute and didn't care. "You won't be able to take care of Iroh for much longer. Let alone touch his trust fund so what are you going to do?" she asked waiting for an answer. Not receiving one she continued. "Put your ego aside... and let me help you," she said hoping what she said got through to her.

Asami knew how manipulative the Róngyù family could be and wouldn't bow at their will. She sat up in her seat and gave Izumi a stone cold glare, "no one and I mean no one... is gonna take my son away from me," she said pointing her index finger in Izumi's direction. "If you try you're in for one hell of a fight because I am not giving him up," she said standing up slowly. "Now... get out of my house."

Izumi brushed off her lap and stood up looking Asami square in the eye. "My sons house," she corrected. "The man you've been separated from for two years? You can put on this act for everyone else but you are not fooling me," she said in her own threatening tone. "If you think you can use my grandson as some kind of leverage you have another thing coming," she said before turning on her heels and heading toward the front door. She opened it up and stopped once she got to the porch.

Asami walked up behind her and held the door at her side. "Not that this is any of your business but I've been separated from Iroh for four years. If you're gonna speak on my marriage... know the facts first," she said tempted to slam the door in her face. Izumi turned around when Asami said that. "Your son was no saint," she said with an empty expression. "But my son is..." she stated as fact. She got a bit closer to make her next statement very clear, "and I will make sure he doesn't turn out like any of you," she said before closing the door. She took a deep breath soon as it was shut. As satisfying as it was to get the last word, it didn't last very long when she heard footsteps up the stairs.

Asami came up the stairs and into Iroh's room. His eyes were closed as he laid in his bed pretending to be asleep. Asami knew he was faking it but didn't speak on it. She came to his bed side and leaned over laying a kiss on his forehead. "Goodnight," she said brushing his hair back. She stood up straight and walked toward the door until she heard his throat clear.

"Mom..." he said lowly. "I don't want to go to the fire nation. I want to stay in republic city with you."

Asami heart sunk now knowing he heard the whole conversation. She turned around and walked back toward his bedside. She took a seat and leaned over him. "You are not going anywhere. I promise," she said taking his hand.

Iroh looked up at her worried that it wasn't true but nodded his head anyway. "Okay."

"Even though your father is gone... we will always be a family. No matter what. Now get some sleep okay," she said pulling up his covers over his chest. She stood up and walked back to the door. "Goodnight Roh."

"Goodnight Mom," he said as she closed the door. He reached underneath his pillow and took out his father's medal of honor. "Goodnight father."