As always thank you so very much for reading. I can't believe this is that last chapter. I plan to have the last part of this story up by next weekend, including the little extra I have been working on, if all goes well. I really hope that you will like this last chapter. There is not much action but like the last part that will come soon it is about giving an ending to the characters and the story as well as setting up what may come.

With much of the objects that used to reside there had gone from Toph's mothers study, making it look larger than it had before. Aang had seen it for the first time the day before, but even he noticed the change. Toph was handling all of this very well. If he didn't know her better then he would be worried. Poppy was also coping rather well. Aang knew that is had nothing to do with them carrying little for Luo. They were just not the kind of people that dwelled on things. They dealt with it and moved on. It seemed that Toph had more in common with her stepmother than she would have thought. She had left the previous afternoon after they arrived. It was too painful for her to stay here. All of the memories. She was going to stay with a distant cousin in the north of the earth kingdom. Toph had hugged her before she left her. She didn't wait to be hugged, she hugged her. It was the first time that Toph had initiated any kind of physical contact with her stepmother. Aang could see the shock and happiness at this on the older women's face.

They had missed the funeral. It took place the day before they arrived at the estate. Toph was not strong enough to leave before then. He could tell that she was feeling guilty about missing it, but really more guilty about the fact that she was glad that she hadn't had to go. The biggest fear she had was that she would not be able to be sad enough or that she might also feel sad enough and maybe cry. All eyes would be on her she knew, the wayward daughter. The day should not be like that, it was about her father. So by staying away and remembering him in her own way she let him have his day.

"That's my old room packed."

Turing round to face the voice of his wife as she entered the room, he offered her a smile. Tama was wrapped up in a sling that went around Toph's right shoulder made of cream material that had been Toph's blanket when she was a baby. Her tiny face was just visible through the opening in the material. Toph didn't have to see to know that he was looking at her with concern and he wanted to ask her how she was. Taking a few large steps towards him she kissed him on the cheek.

"Are you sure you don't want to stay here. It was your home….."

"No. It's where I grew up, it's not my home." With one hand still holding Tama, she reached out and took hold of Aang's with the other. "You know where my home is."

He did. She had made that very clear, it just took him a while to notice. The cherry blossom tree she planet from the seeds given to her by Aunt Wu had grown rabidly and now stood tall and steady in the courtyard at the entrance of the southern air temple, their home. Where she had chosen to put down her roots. With him and their growing family.

Looking around at how empty this room was he realised that many of the other rooms were in the same state. "Are you sure there is nothing you want to take, keep for yourself."

"Already taken care of."

She smirked a little. Letting his hand go she pointed to two piles of books that he had missed as they were tucked a little behind the desk that had been pulled away from the wall.

"You want to take all of them." there had to be about sixty or so books. He didn't know if she would have the patience to read them all. Reading seemed too much of a quite hobby for Toph.

"I already have." She could practically feel his eyes widen. "I spent a long time here when you abandoned me." Time it seemed had not fully healed that wound. "Reading was the only way to spend the time." She didn't have to say that she had been fairly weak then to do much else apart from reading.

"Then why do you want to take them all with us."

"There not for me. The first pile is for Sokka and Suki. There books about weapons and the past avatars. The other is for Katara and Zuko, healing and history. I have made a pile of things you might like I put them with the rest of our things."

A faint smile crossed the avatar's face. He didn't understand how she could be thinking of their friends at a time like this. Again he had to remind himself that this was Toph. She dealt with things head on. She also trusted him enough to let her guard down with him. The second night after the birth and hearing news of her father's death she had cried herself to sleep in his arms. Never saying of it the birth and the emotions that went with it or her father. It didn't matter. What mattered was that she let herself show her feelings and let him be there for her.

"What are you going to do with this place. It's so huge. It can't be left empty."

He asked as they walked down the corridor towards the main door. His eyes slowly moved around taking in as much of the place as he could. In the three times he had been here before now he had never really taken the time to take a really good look around. It was more ornate that he had first thought, yet it was practical. Luo Bei Fong hadn't struck him as the kind of man that went in for luxury for no reason.

She sighed a little. "I don't know…..maybe you and Zuko could think of a way to use it for your crazy idea."

His grey eyes shot back to look at her. "It is not a crazy idea…"

"Yes it is." She smirked. "That is why I love it." The smirk had left her face to be quickly replaced by a smile. "Why you have my unconditional help." He was now smiling with pride at his wife's support in what was really a crazy idea. Crazy was actually being kind, very kind. Moronic would be more like it. "It is also why I know that it is going to work."

With a throaty laugh he wrapped his arm around Toph's shoulder. "The spirits give you a vision in a dream about it did they."

"No. I just believe in the saying, crazy enough to work."

Lifting the other arm he wrapped it around Toph as well, being careful not to hold on to tightly as to hurt Tama. He them planted a kiss on her forehead. Making as much noise as he could. Laughing she half-heartedly pushed him away. Still overacting he made a big show of being pushed back. In doing so he did in fact end up hitting the doorframe of Luo's study. He lost his footing and feel down a few inches till he was leaning against the doorframe for support.

Toph bit her lip to stop from laughing. Aang did the same as he pushed himself up. Leaning towards his wife he was about to touch his lips to hers, when a sharp sound echoed throughout the corridor. Looking down Aang saw that he had knocked the wooden doorframe off the wall. A little sheepishly he leaned down to pick it up.

"Sorry." Toph merely shrugged.

As he pulled himself up, part of a doorframe in hand, he saw that there was now a much simpler doorframe in its place of the one in his hand. This frame was simpler expect for a series of thirteen lines marked on it. Each a few inches apart from each other, except for the thirteenth. Which was the highest up and about four maybe five inched above the one below it.

Straightening up he a little aimlessly reached out to take hold of Toph's arm and pull her forward. Before she had a chance to ask what he was doing she was standing next to the doorframe. The thirteenth mark marking exactly where the top of her head rested.

"He kept measuring."

Toph was confused by what was going on stepping forward she lifted her shoulder in a gesture to let him know that she didn't understand what was going on and he would have to explain. Not really having the words he took her right hand and turned her round so she was facing the doorframe. Holding her hand out he placed it on the twelfth marking. What he guessed was how tall she had been when he had left here with him and their friends to save the world.

"You didn't know."

Her newly bright eyes shining with building up tears let him know that she had had no idea about this. When she got old enough to beware of this he must have started to do it in secrets. Most likely measuring how tall she was against himself. On the rare occasions when she would allow him to hug her or just stand by her. She had been a very fussy child, hating to be touched. When she came back before their wedding he must have done the same thing one last time.

Running her hand down over some of the other markings. She let out a sigh as she took her hand away. Aang moved his hand to place it on her back, instead he reached blond her. Taking hold of the doorframe with both hands he pulled it free from the wall.

"You should have this."

She nodded. "It would be nice to measure Tama against it" she laughed a little. "She better be taller." Aang know laughed to.

Lowering himself a little he stroked the cheek of his baby daughter. However tall she grew to be, he knew that she was going to be beautiful. Maybe be was being biased. There was no maybe about it, it was impossible to not be biased. When he looked at her, even for a second he felt like he was looking at the future. That there was so many possibilities, opportunities for all of them. All that they had been through had really only been a begging. There was so much more to come for them all. Their children were proof of that.

I really hope that you liked this chapter, and story. I look forwards to hopefully hearing what you think. If you have been reading the story from the start then I want to especially thank you for that. I hope you enjoyed reading the story as much as I did writing it and that you will be pleased with the ending.

As I said before I plan to have the last two chapters up by this time next week. When I will also provide the link to the exam I have put together. As this is a rewrite the ending is already up, but I would ask that you don't read that until it gets updated. It is not very good and I plan to make a few changes. Again thank hope you liked it