Full summary: An afterword of Aang's adventure: Aang hand Katrara have a daughter,(NOT THE NEXT AVATAR!) and with Katara gone and Aang in hiding, things get a little scary for Matari...

Hello Avatar fans. I would like to introduce my new fanfic: Steam. I'm working on this one on my own. Sorry, no Tweek and Dani, you know who they are if you've read Memories Bitter Sweet. Well, here it goes!

Sokka's P.O.V.

I was in my tent sharpening my spear when one of the tribe girls came and opened the curtain. She was a little short for her age, but that didn't matter. Her long hair floated in the breeze as she ran over to me, tugging on my coat.

"Sokka! Sokka! Your sister has news!

I put down my spear and looked at the eight-year old. "What?"

"The baby came!"

I froze for a moment, then ran out through the snow without another word. It was foggy out, and I could hardly see my hand in front of my face. I halted and looked around, there was a small shape in the distance. That had to be it. I sprinted through the snow toward it, and when I got close enough I was disappointed at what I saw. I was right back at my tent where I started! The girl poked her head out of the curtain.

"Need some help?"

I scowled and nodded.

She dragged me through the snow until we made it to Katara's tent. I pulled back the curtain slowly, and saw Katara on the ground propped up against a large pillow, Aang sitting behind her and a large bundle in her arms.

"Hey," she said very weakly. I knelt down on my knees next to Aang. Katara handed me the bundle, and I was so exited I could hardly breathe.

I moved one of the blankets out of the way…

The girl was beautiful. She had dark brown hair and navy blue eyes that were as genuine and starry as the night sky. Her skin was just a little bit lighter than Katara's, but other than that, she looked just like her mother . She smiled at me, and I kissed her nose. I couldn't have been happier.

"She looks just like you," I whispered, handing her back to Katara.

Aang stared at her with admiration. "I know."

"I'm sure she'll make a great bender."

Aang's smile faded. "Sokka…about that…Matari can't be told that her father was the Avatar, it would be far too dangerous. I need you to take care of her."

"Well, why me?" I turned my head to Katara. "You can take care of him by yourself, right?"

"No…I can't." Katara said hoarsely.

"Why?"

"Because…." She sniffed and turned her face away. "I'm dying."

I felt my stomach give a painful lurch. I wanted to tell her… beg her it wasn't true, but from the way she said it, and the sad, weak, sincere look in her tired eyes, I knew there was no way she was lying. I choked.

Finally, after a minute of two of struggling to speak, I managed to croak: "Wha?"

Aang shook his head. The medicine woman said she wouldn't make it, she's too weak to live.

Katara turned over and sobbed. I held Matari.

Aang and I watched her die that night; the snow was floating in the air like white feathers.

I blinked back tears in my eyes as Katara gazed at me.

"I love you, Sokka…even after all the fights we've had…and all the things we've been through. I still love you…"

I said nothing, but gave Matari to her to hold for once last time.

"Matari," She whispered, "I give you my love, and my spirit…may it be with you when you need it most…" Matari held her finger, and then let go. I took her in my arms.

"Make sure to let her know she has a mother with her always…just as you have a wife…"

Aang held her hand and smiled. Katara lowered her eyelids.

"Never forget I loved her…" Her eyes filled with tears. "As I loved….you….Aang…." I didn't care about crying anymore. I shut my eyes and sobbed. I wished with all my heart and soul that this was just a dream…that I would wake up and Katara would be okay.

Katara inhaled deeply.

"Remember when we were young, and we traveled the world together?"

I nodded, opening my tearing eyes.

"Hmm…I miss those days…." She closed her eyes, and Aang looked down at her limp hand. He kissed it, held it to his, face, and set it down on the mat.

That was it. The end of Katara.

We carried her body out into the boat I had docked outside. The sky was clear of clouds, and all that remained were the white stars that dotted the sky with celestial light. I lit four torches on the boat's edges.

"Katara was…the most caring, considerate, loving person I have ever known. I hope that this daughter of mine will be as wonderful as she was." Aang testified, looking down at Matari, who was protected in his arms.

I stepped to the front of the boat.

"Katara was the kind of person that always knew what to do. She was always there for us, so understanding and generous….I-I…." I couldn't finish. I pushed the boat onto the ocean. At least Katara could die in her element. I knew that's what she would have wanted.

The boat drifted out over the horizon. Matari fell asleep in Aang's arms, and I collapsed on the icy ground. I felt like I was being torn to pieces. I felt like my soul was dropping out of my body, and all that was left was a cold black figure, petrified forever. A single tear fell into the ocean, and I left.

That night I didn't sleep for a second.