This story takes place 12 years in the future from Book 1. Jinora is 22 and Bolin is 28. Please review! Enjoy.

"No, Jin. It's not supposed to happen like this." Bolin was just so infuriated with her.

"Like what Bo?" She screamed. "Like two people who love each other, embracing what they have and celebrating it?"

"Jin, we can't do this. I can't do this with you. It isn't right." He gritted that last bit through his teeth. He didn't know what he was going to do with her.

"I still don't understand what you are going on about!"

Bolin glared right at her about to let it all out, "Jinora, stop acting so naïve about this. This isn't some story in a book that you read. Not everything works out perfectly."

"Bolin, seriously Master Airbender over here." Gesturing at her blue tattoos in a forceful manner, "There are only three of us left. Meelo and Rohan don't count yet so quiet," She stopped his retort before it happened, "I remember everything about the Equalist uprising and the aftermath and you know what I went through in Ba Sing Se so don't even give me your crap about me being naïve and younger than you."

"I'm sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Jinora, you know I love you but we have to have some propriety about this." He sat down and began running his hand through his hair, pulling some out.

"If this is going to turn into a lecture about the way I HAVE to act; I'll just go listen to my father instead." She knew she was losing her temper the air around her was moving a bit quicker, but she couldn't bring herself to care at the moment.

"Korra is starting rub off on you."

"What's that supposed to mean? Anyway, she's Mako's problem now."

"That's what I mean! We don't want to end up like that."

"Like what!? Madly in love? Fulfilling lives? Little benders running around our home?"

Bolin knew how much she loved the little munchkins. She babysat any and every chance she got. He looked up at exasperated.

"Don't you know anything?"

"I quit." She threw her hand in the air and turned around, "I quit." She grabbed her keys and glider "I quit. I'm done, Bo. I can't".

"Can't what?" He said to her back.

"Deal with this. I can't deal with this right now."

And she left.

He sat down. He knew better than to go after her right now. She'd airbend him into oblivion. For an airbender,she sure had a temper but only for him and only when Bolin pushed her buttons did it get her this riled up. First, there was the age button. So six years is a long time but nothing compared to the sixteen between Pema and Tenzin and the ninety-eight or so between her grandparents. Still that didn't make their relationship any easier. Then there was the line. The line he walked ever so carefully with her. Not the one that most boys walked between what he wanted and what she allowed. No, if only he were so lucky then the fight wouldn't have occurred to begin with. The line was very fine between her being a lady and her being independent. She was not delicate, but he still wanted to treat her as such which wasn't appreciated. He was allowed to open doors, pick up the dinner tab, but never treat her less than a warrior. She was as good a fighter as Korra; he admitted it. He didn't want to spar with her, as intensely as he did Korra because he loved her and could never live with himself if she were to get hurt. But that to Jin was an offense. Just like everything that was encompassed in their fight. He pushed all the buttons. He thinks about how he could have been so stupid. Why couldn't they have just discussed this calmly? Jinora doesn't share her feelings. Pema says she gets it from Tenzin which Bolin does not doubt. The both keep this calm facade all the time, burying all of their emotions. She sure didn't have a problem showing certain feelings though. He remembered how she used to flirt with him before they were dating finding any excuse to sit on his lap, tease him and especially play with his hair. Even now that they are together and everyone knows that he belongs to her she likes to remind them every once in a while with an all too public passionate kiss on Air temple Island or dancing inappropriately close at the city galas she is required to attend as the daughter of a councilman. All of those feelings were easy for her to convey. Anger was never a problem for her either. Anything more complicated than those two and she ran. She was getting better with sharing her emotions with Bolin even it was on rare occasions and only after her found her. If it was bad enough she'd hide, usually on Air Temple Island or in the corners of the library.

She thought about going to the library, but she knew Bolin would find her too easily; there in her favorite corner between romance and history. He would know Air Temple Island is the other go to hideaway, but it would at least take him a while to get there. So she popped open her glider and left for home. She was so livid at Bolin for how he reacted. It wasn't like they hadn't been passionate before. She had even slept over a few times either sneaking home in the wee hours of the morning before meditation or under the guise of staying at Korra's or Asamis's for whatever reason her parents would go for. But every time she tried to get him to have sex with her, he tried to reel her back in. It always worked (except today); he'd use her ultimate weakness against her, which was so unfair. He diverts his attention to her ear and something about the way he nipped at her earlobes and kissed his way down her neck leaving a few marks along the way drove her insane. Her mind would go completely hazy. The act just sent chills to her extremities. She would do anything he wanted after he did that even if it meant she ultimately didn't get what she wanted. That fact would only occur to the airbender later.

She was so annoyed that she didn't even notice her mother on the beach. Jinora was wondering when she had landed and how long her been watching her fume.

"Hey, Mom," Jinora offered.

"Hi sweetie. I thought you were spending the day in the city with Bolin?"

"I came home early to read." Pema didn't buy her daughter's half-hearted excuse and replied with raised eyebrows. Jinora had never preferred books over Bolin. Even when she was a young girl the earthbender could command Jinora's attention like no other. She knew something bad happened.

"Is Bolin being himself again?" said Pema in an attempt to get her eldest daughter to share her feelings knowing Bolin had cause her frustration.

Jinora sighed loudly and replied with an irritated yes. She gave her mother a quick hug and followed her into their home.