A/N Ok so! I'm back :D! Sorry about the Long wait everyone.

I thank you all for your patience, and I sincerely apologise for the massive wait. I feel a mite guilty. Haha… Also! I know it's a bit late, but I'm thinking of doing a 'If wishes were…' Fan fiction thingy-ma-bobby.. Once a day for 100 days! If I decide to, it'll be up soon. Enjoy your latest chapter! Hopefully the next one will be up in the next week or so.
Talk to you soon kiddies! X.

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I once again awoke to the sun hitting my face and softly groaned into the tree bark. The lines of my tears from last nights restless dreaming were still mildly fresh. I rubbed at my eyes harshly and sniffled before sitting up, cross-legged and just watching the small clearing I had come to make refuge in.

I had had dreams, vivid wild and amazing dreams once. They could range from the whimsical and childish dreams of super powers and rescuing the damsel in distress, to the erotic and sinful.

But now, all I dreamed about was Tsu'tey. He had been ruining my life. Everything that had happened up until now was his fault! I was innocent of any crime, I never hurt anyone. I was never cruel. Almost all of the Na'Vi loved me. How dare he ruin my reputation, how dare he hurt me with no valid reason!

But as quickly as my thoughts turned heated, they turned sour once again.

They moved onto the cruel biting words of my Father, the soft and venomous whispers of my Mother, the scolding tongue of my fifth grade teacher and finally the smirking face of my first lover. Each time their words washed over me, my spine curled in and my shoulders flinched at the ice that ghosted over my mind. The kind of feeling you could only get from being hurt one too many times, from never being accepted, from always being watched like a hawk for your slightest slip up so that they might laugh and jeer.

I had a hard life since I was born, but none of that mattered now. Only the here and now was important, and the here and now demanded on what I was going to do next.

I stood silently, and leaped down into the clearing. Some birds flew over my head, and I gazed at the light shining from the sky. I couldn't choose what to do, would I go and stay in hiding, never to return? Or would I face they who had hurt me? Both not wise choices, but one would lead me away from An'dralla, and the wives. And the other would bring me back to them, but make me face Tsu'tey. In the deeper recesses of my mind I knew that in all reality I would go back to the Home tree. I wouldn't be able to live my life away from them. The women, the children and the Warriors. I cared for them all to much. The warriors were my brothers, the Wives my sisters and the children I thought of as my own. So with as much determination I could muster, I forced my feet to plant themselves firmly in the direction of the Home tree and made my wear there.

For hours I crossed over logs, pieces of fallen trees and stepped on stones of lakes and rivers. The world around me was ignored and I didn't notice anything around me besides the pull of home tree, which all The People could feel. It was like an ingrained compass your mind had, that would always lead you home. My thoughts were centred on my family and my life growing up. My father was a tought man, hard and strong on his sons. He felt that the best form of love was to shower his fists on your face whilst he recited god's word. He would preach his lords divine hymns and tell us to memorise what he told us. My brother and I would scream in agony and pain, not of just the body but also of the mind. Out hearts would break as his fists rained down on us, not understanding why out father hated us so. We would call to our mother praying she would help us, but no such help ever came. If she did come upstairs a glass of wine would be in one had and a laugh would be on her painted red lips. She would encourage our father telling him that the heathen's should be punished for their misdeeds.

This was the world that I grew up in a world filled with abuse, wine and blood. The only person I could count on was my brother, bus at as soon as he realised he was gifted in science, he left me. He left me with my father and all I could do to get away from all the pain was to run away. So I did, I ran in the only direction that I knew would be able to help me. I ran to the Army. I enrolled as a cadet and I learnt how to fight, how to defend and how to kill. My world became structured and though I was still verbally abused by my captain, I knew this was going to help me. I knew that here no one could touch me, that here I could protect myself and e protected from any and all of my woes. I found new brothers, brothers not mine by blood but by experience, by emotion.

I came to realise that I was loved, as a companion. And we made out own little family. That was all taken away in my accident ofcourse, when I couldn't keep up with them anymore, when all I could do was watch and cheer them on in their training and in their missions, whilst I hoped and prayed that my legs would return their movement to me. Those hopes and prayers were never answered.

It wasn't a few months later when I heard Sammy had died. And my world crumbled yet again. I came to Pandora to help heal the rift in my heart and to take his place in the Avatar project. The rest, as they say is history.

Ofcourse, time had past quite quickly whilst I was ion my little dream world, and soon I heard shouts of relief and praise at seeing me alive and well. I blinked my eyes and was shocked to see that some of the people had run up to meet me, but they didn't approach me instead, their hands bunched at their sides, sometimes twitching in a way that would suggest that they were restraining themselves from touching me. I was touch that they all seemed so concerned. However, the touching moment didn't last long as An'dralla had taken it upon herself to run from the Wives tier and run at me, punching me square in the jaw. I stumbled back in shock and a little bit of fear, before she crumbled before me and pulled me into her arms sobbing quietly, and hissing in Na'vi about 'What a stupid boy to leave me so worried' And whispering words of thanks and praise back at Eywa for seeing to it that I was returned safely to her. I smiled tearily, and wrapped my arms around her, my eyes stinging like floodgates about to burst. I hiccuped and apologised my voice sounding hoarse like gravel.

"I'm so sorry, so sorry. I never meant to make you worried. I just needed time... I needed time to think and I needed time to myself… I can't apologise enough." Her arms tightened and her cheek nuzzled mine.

"Ahh, you here now boy. It's all dat matter, ahh? You no worry, the wives been a-waiting for your return. Your room be set up and no ones been in there. We take good care of you. You no worry, An'dralla is here now. She is going to make it all alright." I smiled again and kissed her cheek, before helping her stand, but staying on my knees. I bent forward and placed my hands on the ground in front of me. I bowed deeply and said in a clear, although slightly shaky, voice that resounded to the people around me.

"Please forgive me, I never meant to make you worried. I will accept any and all punishment for deserting my Home tree, and leaving you all so worried about my whereabouts. All I can ask, Is that you please forgive me, as I have learnt the error of my ways, and never shall I leave like that again." The crowd murmured for a few short seconds before going quiet, and parted slightly so that Mo'at could make her way towards me. I raised my head to her, before touching my forehead to the ground in respect for her. She scoffed lightly and told me to stand. I slowly stood but kept my head bowed.

"JakeSuulee, Eywa has been telling me a-where you were these times. We knew you needed this, to think, to know, to come to terms. We have no retribution for you. We just happy you return to us, and did not take the path of solitude. You will be punished for leaving by doing thrice your chores for the next few moons, to teach you your place, to let you learn your place and to come to terms with your place. You will not be allowed to go anywhere without An'dralla, she will stay with you, to watch you, and to keep you safe" Mo'at then nodded to me and pressed her hand to your heart. "This too, shall pass. Hearts grow weary with strain, but stronger with others around them. You will grow, and be happy." Her yellow eyes flashed at me with kindness and understanding, before she turned from me and strided back through the crowd and into the Home tree.

I let out a large sigh of relief, and then The People were on me hugging me, patting me on the back, letting me know they were there for me. I heard apologies and well wishes. My life was going to get better now, I could feel it.