This was a fun chapter to write- barely any Makorra, i'm sorry. It's the last chapter too :'( But i love how it ends ^_^ Also, please mind any errors- it's like, 1:30 where i am and i'm rather tired :P

Not mine. Never will be

The days that followed were uneventful- more sightseeing, this time including Mako and Katara, more amazing food (courtesy of Mako) and NO Korra based talks between her boyfriend and old master.

After a week of fun-filled outings, Korra's parents and her master had to head back to the icy tundra.

Korra stood outside her parent's room, eyes misty. Mako stood with her, clutching her hand tightly. "Hey," He turned to look at her. "We'll go and visit in a few months- it's okay."

Korra smiled and nodded her head, swiping the back of her hand against her hands, swiping the tears away. Mako began to back away to his room when a slender wrist caught his.

"If I have to suffer my parents when they leave then you have to help Katara pack."

Mako scowled but sighed. "Fine."

Korra gave him a kiss on the cheek. "That's my boy."

Mako rolled his eyes and made his way to the old waterbender's room. He lightly knocked on the thick wooden door. Hearing a muffled response, Mako walked in finding Katara sitting on her bed, one of many of Aang's journals in her lap.

The young man coughed awkwardly into his fist, causing the old woman to look up at her guest. She rolled her eyes slightly and signaled him to come to the bed. Slowly, Mako made his way to the twin sized bed and seated himself at the foot of it.

There was silence for the next few minutes- Katara stayed indulged in her husband's old thoughts, not paying attention to the fidgeting young man sitting by her suitcase. Once she had read the entire journal cover to cover, Katara looked at Mako.

"Korra sent me in here to help you pack." Mako nervously stuttered, trying to maintain eye contact with the terrifying old woman.

Katara raised an eyebrow, motioning her head at the closed carrier next to Mako. He groaned out loud and stood.

"I'm sorry for wasting your time. I should go." Mako quickly stood from the bed, hastily making his way to the door. His hand only clutched the door handle when Katara spoke.

"No- I need to tell you something before I go."

Mako silently cursed his luck and turned. Expecting to see the cocky grin he happened to see whenever they spoke or the indifferent face she held during any of their encounters, he was taken by shock by what he saw. Katara was silently tearing up.

Mako ran to the old woman and put a hand on her shoulder. "Master Katara, are you okay?"

She smiled, wiping away the tears and nodded. "Sit. We need to talk."

Mako sat and allowed Katara to speak.

She took a deep breath. "I take Aang's journals everywhere with me because I believe it'll make me closer to him."

Mako nodded, understanding what she meant. He subconsciously tugged on his ruby scarf, a reminder that he still had a part of his father with him. He noticed Katara stroking a pendant on her bracelet and figured it was her version of his scarf.

She continued. "I'm also protective of Korra." She smirked despite the conversation. "For more reasons than one."

Mako's eyebrows shot up in interest.

Katara sighed and looked down at the leather bound book still in her hands. "Korra is like a daughter to me. I've been there for her the entire way- water, earth and firebending. My son was with her during airbending, and now she's just gone. I've always been slightly overprotective over people I love…"

"Wait -" Mako interjected. "I know this already- we talked about this a few days ago."

Katara held up her hand. "Wait- I wasn't done." Mako effectively shut up.

"I'm also protective of her because she posses my husband's spirit."

Mako's eyes widened, not realizing this sooner. Katara smiled and went on. "When Aang and I were younger, and this is before we dated, I turned him down at least five times. And even after I married him I was so upset that I couldn't help him during those times when we were kids. I could've helped him take down the Fire Lord if I would've just said yes!"

There was an eerie silence in the air after Katara's revelation. Mako looked at his gloved hands and spoke.

"But you took down the Fire Lord."

Katara spoke in a hollow voice. "Yes- we did. But what if we didn't? Then Aang would never have known how I felt about him. Do you know how guilty I felt after telling him 'I don't know'? I thought terrible thoughts, getting guiltier and guiltier every hour I didn't know he was safe."

Katara now began to rub a pendant on her neck; a beautiful sky blue stone with a crescent moon, a gust of wind and a small flame edged into it, all sitting on ripples that looked like calm water when touched.

Mako spoke slowly. "What does this have to do with me and Korra?"

Katara stopped stroking the necklace and made eye contact with Mako; gold to blue.

"If you end up leaving Korra like Howl did, she'll end up as hurt as Aang was when I said no to him during the Day of Black Sun and before his battle with the Fire Lord. I don't want Aang suffering in another life."

Mako chuckled, Katara's eyes narrowing at him. "Why are you laughing?"

"You underestimate me."

Katara's eyes stayed narrowed. "What do you mean?"

"You keep comparing me to Howl."

"…"

Mako rolled his eyes. "Do you need me to put two and two together for you?"

Katara smirked. "Haha. You're so funny aren't you?"

"I try."

Katara rolled her eyes. "You have my brother's sense of humor. Anyways; why is me comparing you to Howl such a bad thing?"

"Because I'm nothing like him- I love Korra enough to know cheating on her is wrong in any way, shape or form. I'm never going to leave her."

Katara looked at him skeptically and stood. She removed water from her waterskin and stood behind Mako. Katara made a glove out of the water on both of her hands and placed them over Mako's ears, fingers spread. She took a deep breath, her hands glowing.

Mako was freaking out. "What are you doing?"

Katara tilted her head back, eyes closed. "I figured if Toph could use her bending to see if people are lying then I can too."

Mako's eyes were still wide. "So you grabbing my head is going to figure out if I'm lying?"

Katara lips pulled into a small smile. "When you lie the subconscious does something entirely different- it's like a chi battle inside your head. Conscious versus subconscious. Do you understand now?"

Mako nodded meekly. Katara held her smile. "Good- now repeat what you just told me."

"About what?"

"About you not being anything like Howl and all that."

Mako took a deep breath. "I love Korra with all my heart and I'm not going to be a jerk like Howl and break her heart."

The soft hum of Katara's glowing hands were the only sounds in the dimly lit room for the next few minutes.

Satisfied, Katara removed her hands from his head. She lightly kicked Mako's back, telling him to stand.

Once he was on his feet, there was another body on his. Hugging him was Korra's waterbending instructor.

"You were telling the truth." Katara stated, breaking the hug.

Mako smiled. "Of course I was. I love her."

Katara smiled warmly at him and brought her hands behind her neck. She unlatched her necklace and placed it in Mako's gloved palm. He looked at the beautiful necklace, a mixed look of shock and confusion on his face.

"Aang made it for me when he proposed- it's a tradition in the Southern Water Tribe." Katara explained. She curled Mako's fingers over the beautiful pendant. "Now I want you to give it to Korra when you propose to her."

He grinned from ear to ear and bowed to her. "She's gonna love this. Thank you for finally accepting me."

The boat was docked, waiting for the passengers to board. Senna and Tonraq hugged Korra and Mako, Senna tearing up like her daughter, Tonraq trying to keep from crying. Korra gave Katara a massive hug right before they made their way to the boat.

Korra followed until the loading dock, Mako by her side.

As Korra's parent's and Katara climbed aboard, Mako spoke. "WAIT!"

All eyes were on the pale young man. He cleared his throat and spoke again. "Korra, I love you. I think you're the most amazing person I've ever met and I want to spend my whole life with you. I don't want to have any regrets." His gaze shifted to Katara, who was attentively watching, a smile on her face.

"What I want to say is," He took the betrothal necklace out of his pocket. "Korra, will you marry me?"

There were gasps going around the shipyard, mainly from people Korra had never met. Her parents held hands and smiled warmly, awaiting Korra's answer. Master Katara smirked, waiting as well.

After what seemed like an eternity, Korra grinned bigger than Mako had ever seen and attacked him in a shower of hugs and kisses. "YES!"

Cheers erupted all throughout the area. Mako stood behind Korra and latched the necklace onto her tan neck.

Korra's parents made their way to the happy couple, only having enough time to give each an extra hug and make their way back to the boat.

Katara stayed on the boat. She winked at Mako, who caught the gesture and mouthed the words thank you to her.

Once the ship's occupants could no longer see the metropolitan, they resided to their rooms for the two day journey. Katara stayed out on the deck of the ship, reading another one of Aang's journals.

She smirked to herself. Even in another life I'm looking out for you Aang. I still love you.

Yes, yes. I know. Cheesy ending. I happen to love cheesy endings. They make my day :D

So do reviews- be my cheesy ending and review. wow. it's late and i still came up with that... my mind scares me sometimes :D

By the way: The necklace is suppose to represent the four nations: the moon for water, the small fire for fire, the gust of wind for air and the 'ripples' are the seismic sense Toph taught Aang. I wasn't going to put a rock on there to represent Earth- that would be weird.

Oh- and i figured if Toph could use her bending to see if someone is lying, why can't katara?

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~~Shelly~~