They took a hint from Sokka and Suki. A large, grandiose ceremony in the Fire Nation. A small, intimate wedding in the Southern Water Tribe. Through all the traveling Kyrsa was in one pair of arms or another. The prospect of cousins was made clear as Suki rubbed her abdomen in front of everyone. Sokka leapt for joy and the little family of three rolled their eyes in unison. Hakoda crooned over his first grandchild. Gran Gran commented she never expected to see a great grandchild in her lifetime. Pakku took Zuko aside to show him the traditional ways of water tribe carving. This caused a bit of a delay, but it all would soon be deemed worth it.

The betrothal necklace was evocative of water tribe style with the ribbon choker and circular pendant, but also of fire nation style with the thick, red ribbon and orange color of the pendant. Depending on preference, it could either represent a snowflake or the sun. Maybe even a strange, exotic flower. She wore it proudly. Her mother's necklace now lived in a simple box to be given to Kyrsa when she was old enough.

Toph softened and was afraid to hold the little girl, fearing she might break her. Ty Lee declared herself an Aunt in Spirit and Mai told them what to look forward to in her droll tone from her experience with her brother. Aang was outwardly over his supposed resentment for the two. How could he if there was a child involved? Still, Katara couldn't help but get a nagging feeling he wanted some way to continue the airbenders through his own line. For all he had been through, he was the Avatar first and the last of his people second. There was a possibility of romantic relations with Toph, but due to her blindness she had expressed a desire to probably not have children. It wasn't out of the question.

Azula was denied all access to her niece. She didn't deserve to see the product of the last two people she had seen of the outside world. Zuko wished her other grandmother were there to see her. To know she had become a grandmother. But as each year slipped by there seemed to be less and less of a possibility for reunion. Iroh lavished her with her first taste of tea. She made a face of dislike initially. Then she appeared to enjoy it. Although it may have been because she continued to suck on the cloth he had soaked the tea in long after it was gone.

Her little brown eyes through normal growth took on little goldish flecks and a pale blue ring along the outer edge became apparent. Her downy baby hair grew into thick, dark brown tresses. Her nose and cheekbones were Water Tribe. Her eyes were Fire Nation in shape. She imitated the basic movements for both waterbending and firebending as she learned how her own body worked. The most basic reason being she was the child of two master benders. It would be awhile before anyone would know if she was a bender, if at all.

For all the joy her daughter and husband brought her, Katara did not forget the months of pain caused by Hahn. One of her decrees as newly crowned Fire Lady would be to continue the plan formed in the pain and confusion following that day. There was time for that in the future. She saw nothing but peace and love before her, just as Zuko had said three years ago. Life can go on in one way for only so long.

A/N: There. I think that wraps everything up, but leaves a whole bunch for me to play around with in a sequel. Yep. I'm going to do it. I'm also starting to write an AtLA and Wicked (the musical and the book) crossover. My first crossover. The stories are entirely unrelated. Also, everyone who has reviewed, favorited, and alerted this story can send me requests for oneshots. I love working on oneshot requests, they help me with my writing and it's my way of saying 'thanks'.

The betrothal necklace is based on a necklace I made. I'm wearing it right now actually. XD

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