Korra groaned at the sunlight peaking into their cabin window. She mumbled a curse to herself and rolled over, wrapping an arm around a still sleeping Asami. She just wanted a little more time like this because once Asami was awake she was awake.

That's the only thing that Korra could not even begin to understand, or accept, about her wife. Asami Sato was a morning person. She frowned at that thought and nuzzled into her wife's back. Her eyes had just slid shut when she heard a soft moan.

"Morning, love," Asami whispered with a yawn. Korra sighed internally.

Well, there goes that plan. She kissed Asami's shoulder. "Morning."

"You still sound tired," Asami said rolling over to face Korra.

"I am." Korra yawned. "Can we just stay in bed all day?"

Asami chuckled. "Well, you can if you'd like. I have way too much paperwork to look over."

The Avatar sat up and rubbed her eyes. "So much for slowing down."

Asami rolled her eyes and slid out of bed. "We're not going there. I have a lot to do before maternity leave." She stopped in front of the mirror and examined her profile. She signed and ran her hands down her stomach. "I'm going to get so big."

Korra shook her head and joined Asami by the mirror. "Oh, hush. You're just going to be even more beautiful." She took Asami in her arms. "I'll always think you're beautiful."

The industrialist smiled and cupped Korra's face. "I swear you really are a charmer. Why don't we lie back down for a little while?"

The Avatar smiled brightly and took the older woman in her arms. They settled back into the bed and Asami stroked Korra's hair until the younger woman's eyes drifted shut.

The afternoon sun washed down over the ship's deck as Korra resumed her meditations. She was still working on perfecting her bending techniques. She found her center and felt the fire rise through her. She held her hands out and manifested her inner fire. She opened her eyes and studied the flame in her hands.



Korra closed her hands, extinguishing the fire. She reopened her hands and looked down at them. In just a short while her hands would be holding a different flame. A steady grin crept across her face. Asami is pregnant. We're going to be parents. I still can't believe it. Korra leaned back and stared up at the clear sky. My life is sure taking an interesting change. I never even imagined I'd have married a woman, let alone Asami.

Asami pulled the car over to the side of the road and parked it. She glanced over at Korra, who was looking at her nervously. The older woman frowned. "You've been quiet and jumpy the whole ride." She narrowed her eyes The Avatar. "Spill it."

Korra crossed her arms and glanced away in an attempt to hide her blush. "Can we just keep driving?"

"Not until you tell me why you're being so distant." Asami seethed while cutting the engine. "Korra, what is going on?"

"I…I don't want to talk about it." Korra mumbled.


"Ok…Asami um. We've been together for about two and a half years now." Korra sighed shakily. "Before that you were my best friend. Asami, you're everything to me, but it isn't enough anymore."

Asami's eyes widened and her chest seized. Wasn't it enough anymore? She and Korra had become everything to each other. Asami was so deeply in love with this woman and Korra loved her. How could it not be enough?

She mind went blank and Korra sputtered out an explanation about their lives were at a turning point. Her blood ran cold in her veins. 'She's leaving me.' Her heart began to race frantically. Suddenly a surge of anger rose up in her. She grit her teeth and slammed her hands down on the steering wheel. Korra jumped in her seat and fell silent, staring at the now furious Asami.

"Is this your fucking half ass attempt at leaving me?" Asami said, words dripping with venom.

Korra's eyes went wide. "W-what? Leaving you?" The Avatar began frantically digging in her pocket, her hand clenched tight around something.

"How could you do this? After everything, we've been through together?" Asami's eyes welled with tears. "You're everything to me. Spirits and you're leaving me."


"Damn it, Korra."

"I'm not leaving you!" Korra cried desperately. "I want to marry you!"

"Marry me?" Asami whispered.

Her eyes fell to Korra's hand as she opened it slowly, revealing a hand carved Water Tribe engagement necklace. She reached forward to brush her fingers across the front of the pendant. She looked back up at Korra, who was gnawing on her bottom lip.

"You want to marry me?"

"Asami, just being your girlfriend isn't enough for me anymore," Korra said bashfully. "I want to share my life with you. I want to be your wife."

"Is this why you've been so strange lately?" Asami asked looking back down at the necklace.

"Yeah, it was when you were making those little sandwiches I like. I just stood there watching you and I just wanted to watch you forever. I wanted to be with you forever." Korra glanced over to the field they were next to. "Come on."

Korra motioned for Asami to follow her. "Korra?"

"Come on, I want to do this right."

Korra and Asami got out of the car. The Avatar grabbed Asami's hand and pulled her into the field. She let go of Asami's hand and took an earthbending stance. She bent a bench and offered Asami a seat. The businesswoman sat down and Korra knelt in front of her.

"Damn I was hoping to do this when we got to the coastline, you are everything to me. I know we had a rocky start, but you became my best friend. Then you captured my heart." Korra held up the necklace delicately. "You're the love of my life and I want to spend that life with you. Asami Sato, will you marry me?"

Asami smiled tearfully and reached for Korra. She leaned in close. "Yes." She whispered before capturing Korra's lips in a heated kiss.

Korra pulled away and glanced at the necklace. "May I?"

The industrialist nodded and moved her hair off to one side. Korra jumped up and she clasped the necklace around Asami's neck. Asami pulled Korra into another heated kiss.

Asami bent over Korra, who was still stretched out on the deck. Korra grinned up at her wife. Asami shook her head and moved to sit down next to her.

"You look like you're meditating hard." She said playfully. "Yuan for your thoughts."

"Thinking about us. My shoddy proposal, you know, the usual."

"It wasn't shoddy. It was touching." Asami flipped her hair over one shoulder. "You remember what happened after?"

"You drug me off into the field and we spent the next two hours making love in the open," Korra said with a smirk.

Asami leaned over Korra and grinned seductively. "You say that like you didn't enjoy it."

"Oh, I did enjoy it. You're just kinky like that."

"I was overwhelmed with emotion and wanted to be close to you." Asami flicked her tongue across her lips. "You have to admit it was a thrill to make love in the open. Besides, no one saw."

"I know. It's just the things I let you get away with."

"Like the time I tied you up?"

Korra narrowed her eyes at her wife. "Never. Again." She rolled her eyes at Asami's laughter. "You left me tied up when you got a business call. You were on the phone for an hour."

"I made it up to you."

Korra rolled her eyes. Asami shook her head and stood. Korra raised an eyebrow as Asami smoothed out her top. "I actually came by to see if you were feeling lunch."

"I was actually hoping to meditate some more. I'm still trying to center myself so I can perfect that new air bending technique that Jinora developed. That girl is a true prodigy."

Asami nodded in agreement. "She really is. So, dinner?"

"Dinner sounds good."

"I'll see you around seven. I'm going to go look over expense reports from the engineering division."

"Love you." Korra sat up and resumed a meditative position.

"You too." Asami bent down and kissed the top of Korra's head.

Korra heard the soft click of Asami's heels faded out as her eyes slid shut. She felt her chi move through her and focused it to her center. She frowned when she felt her center slip. She opened her eyes and sighed. A nagging feeling in the back of her mind kept pulling focus.

She stood and brushed off her pants. "Screw it. Tenzin and Jinora won't kill me if I have lunch with my wife." She mumbled to herself as she made her way inside the ship.

Asami took a bite out of her dumpling and chewed thoughtfully while starting down at her paperwork. 'If they think I'm doubling their budget, I better see an increase in output.' She thought setting the file aside and rubbed the bridge of her nose. She was startled when the door to her cabin opened. She raised her eyebrows when Korra slipped in.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

Korra shrugged. "I changed my mind. Let's do lunch."

"Well, as see there are more dumplings than I can handle," Asami said motioning to the plate of dumplings on her desk.

"You seemed annoyed."

"Just work." Asami rubbed the bridge of her nose again.

Korra put her hands on her hips and looked down at Asami. "Spill it."

Asami leaned back in her chair and groaned. "Engineering is asking for a fifty percent hike in their budget, but their productivity and output is down by twelve percent from last quarter."

"Twelve percent?" Korra shook her head. "I told you hiring that Ming guy for the new Head of Engineering was a bad idea."

"I see that now," Asami said flatly. "Needless to say he's getting axed when I get back. Alright, since you were right about Ming what do you think I should do?"

"Get rid of Ming. Promote that line director for the first shift, he knows what to do, and increase the budget by…forty percent."

"Forty?" Asami gaped. "You can't be serious."

"Give that line director…Chin! Give Chin some room to work, he'll impress you."

"How is it you know so much about my workers?"

"I gotta do something while I wait for you to get out of meetings." Korra shrugged. "So I talk to the workers. You've got a good group and they love you, but stop bringing in outside management. Promote from within."

Asami reached forward and pulled her wife into her lap. Korra chuckled and slipped her arm around Asami's shoulders. She kissed her forehead and then reached for a dumpling. Asami rolled her eyes as Korra popped the whole dumpling into her mouth.

"What? I'm hungry." Korra said between mouthfuls. She settled into Asami's lap and swallowed. "Damn, these are good. I could get comfortable here."

"You could, but you're not going to." Asami said dubiously.

"You're the one who pulled me here!"

"Well, now I'm pushing you out. I have a lot of work to do, Korra."

"Seriously?" Korra stood up and whirled around to look at Asami. "You ask me to lunch and then throw me out?"

"It was before you suggested I fire my Head of Engineering and increase a budget by forty percent!" Asami stood as well. "I have work to do, I'll see you at dinner."

"You always do this!" Korra shouted. "You always fucking push me away when there is paperwork. I can't even be in the same damn room!"

"You're distracting!"

"Oh, I'm distracting? I'm not the one who can't keep her hands to herself."

"What the fuck does that mean?"

Korra crossed her arms and looked up at her wife defiantly. "You know what it means. Whenever I'm trying to concentrate and you're in the mood you come and bug me."

"That's ridiculous. You've turned me down before and I have never once pressured you after." Asami snapped.

"I'm saying that we only do things when they're convenient for you! The whole world doesn't revolve around you, Asami!" Korra snapped back. "You can't even put your work down for twenty minutes to have lunch with me!"

"We can have lunch any other day. I have a lot to get done."

Korra pointed accusingly at Asami. "See? Right here. This is what I mean."

Asami clenched her fists. "You're not the one who's pregnant!" The Avatar fell silent. Asami seethed down at her. "You're not the one who has to give up what you do."

"You don't think I don't know that?" Korra said looking away. "You get to carry our child, be close to her, and give birth to her. What do I have? You get to be her mother and I don't."


"I just wanted to mean something to her," Korra mumbled, rubbing the back of her hand across her eyes to wipe away the tears.

"You will. The fact you're not giving birth to her doesn't make you any less her mother." Asami said gently, her anger slowly subsiding.

"You'd be her real mother."

"So would you. You're not exactly her father. Last time I checked you didn't have the equipment for that nor do you identify as a man." Asami stated matter-of-factly.

Korra's shoulders slumped. "I know it's silly. I really want her to be like you, but I'm just scared I won't be there at all. Besides, I wouldn't have been the first pregnant Avatar. Kyoshi has kids. Others did too, probably."

Asami took Korra in her arms and pulled her close. "This is nonsense, Korra. Our daughter will be the best of both of us." She tilted Korra's chin up and locked eyes with her. "She'll love you no differently than she'll love me and we'll both be her mothers. No exception. Ok?"

Korra smiled weakly. "Ok."

The industrialist kissed Korra tenderly on the forehead. "You can carry our next child."

"Next child?" Korra pulled away slightly.

"What? I've always wanted two kids." Asami grinned.

"We'll see if we can handle one before we talk about another."

Asami laughed. "I'm sorry if it seemed like I was ignoring you. I just want everything to be handled correctly before I take some time off."

Korra pulled out of her arms and shook her head. "We both know you're going to give birth at your desk." She rubbed the back of her neck. "I'm sorry I freaked out at you. I just got to thinking and we both know that never ends well. I'll leave you be so you can finish up."

She turned to leave, but Asami clasped her wrist. Korra turned back to her.

"You can leave after we have lunch together."

Both women stood out on the deck as the ship pulled into Republic City's harbor. Korra stretched and yawned. They had spent most of the night talking out their fight. The sun had already begun to rise when they finally felt they had talked things out enough. Korra and Asami never went to bed angry, they would sit up and talk it through for as long as it would take.

"Tired?" Asami asked caressing Korra's cheek lovingly.

"Yes ma'am. I have a feeling I'm having an early night tonight. So should you. You need to cut back on all nighters, it's bad for you and the baby."

Asami rolled her eyes. "I've been pregnant less than a week."

"Still best to break you of that habit now." Korra playfully stuck her tongue out.

The ship jerked as it came into port. When the ramp was lowered they made their way to the Satomobile that was already waiting. Asami stopped and arranged to have their luggage taken home for them. Korra shifted a bit while Asami spoke with the crewman. Even after five years she was still uncomfortable with this kind of thing.

Asami looked at Korra over her shoulder. "Mind taking the wheel? I want to sort files."

"Not at all. Where are we going?" Korra said taking the keys Asami offered.

"I'd like to tell my dad, if you don't mind."

"While you go see your dad, I can call Bolin and Mako and see if they want to meet us for lunch so we can tell them," Korra said getting in the car.

"Please do," Asami said absently while shuffling files.

Korra started the engine and drove for the police station.

"Well, since you two are back here again I can only assume something happened," Lin said while leaning against her desk.

Korra and Asami looked at each other and Asami motioned for Korra to say something. Korra turned to Lin who had her eyebrows raised.

"It worked, Chief," Korra said softly. "Asami's pregnant."

Lin's mouth fell open. "It worked?"

Korra nodded excitedly and Asami smiled. Lin shook her head in disbelief but stepped forward and brought both of them into a tight embrace. They two relaxed into Lin's hug.

"I'm so happy for you girls." Lin's voice was barely above a whisper. She pulled back and they could see a glistening of tears in her eyes, but only for a moment. It was gone as soon as they saw it and Lin was back to her usual self. Korra and Asami smiled at each other while Lin squeezed both of their shoulders gently. "You two deserve this. Come on, I'm sure your father will want to hear this."

Lin grabbed the keys to the segregation cells and they were quick to follow. They reached the end of the hall where Hiroshi's cell was. Korra squeezed Asami's hand and kissed her quickly before Lin unlocked the door and let her in.

Hiroshi turned when he heard the door open. He caught a brief glimpse of The Avatar kissing his daughter before Asami turned and entered. He was genuinely surprised when that sight didn't immediately enrage him. Asami moved to him quickly and threw her arms around his shoulders. He held his daughter.

"Dad, it worked," Asami whispered. "I'm pregnant."

Hiroshi pulled back to look at her. "Spirits, Asami, I'm so happy for you." To his surprise, he actually was.

Asami's smile was as bright as the sun. "Dad, you're going to be a grandfather." She took his hand and rested it on her abdomen. "It's only been a few days, but that's your granddaughter."

"Granddaughter?" He whispered.

"I just know, Dad."

Hiroshi took Asami into his arms again. "Your mother knew, too. You're so much like her."

"We went to the Spirit World to see her. She misses you."

"I miss her so much, but she'd be ashamed of me," Hiroshi said plainly.

Asami pulled out of his arms and shook her head. "Not at all. I wish you could see her."

"In a few years I might."


Hiroshi nodded. "I only have about six years left on my sentence."

"Six years? Dad that's great!" Asami hugged him again quickly. "I've missed you so much. Korra and I agreed that I could bring little Shila by every so often to see you."

Hiroshi tensed at the sound of Korra's name and Asami froze. She cursed under her breath.

"She's here. Correct?"


"Bring her in." He said softly.

Asami's eyebrows shot up. "What?"

"I need to become more familiar with my daughter's spouse and the mother of my expected grandchild." He said with a crisp business tone.

"Dad…" Asami was too stunned for words.

"Just bring her in."

Asami moved to the door and knocked. It opened and Hiroshi heard some frantic whispered along with some confused curses. A moment later Korra entered the cell warily.

"Korra, you remember my Dad." Asami said uneasily.

"I do. Mister Sato, it's been some time." Korra said just as uneasily. She stuck her hand out cautiously. "You're looking well."

Hiroshi looked down at her hand. He knew that he still had distaste for benders, but he knew his daughter married one and that this girl made Asami happy. So, in an act of reconciliation, he did the one thing he knew he had to do: he took Korra's hand in his own and shook it.

A look of shock washed over Korra's face, but she offered a small smile and squeezed his hand affectionately. He smiled as well. Upon seeing this Asami broke down into tears. She placed and hand over her mouth and sunk to her knees.

It was then that the two people she loved most in the world fell to their own knees and held her. Asami sobbed uncontrollably while Hiroshi kissed her head and Korra rubbed her back comfortingly.

"I…I-I have only ever dreamed of this." Asami chocked out shakily. "Spirits, my family…they're holding me."

Korra and Hiroshi locked eyes. They knew that nothing was more important to them than Asami's happiness. It was a silent promise but from that moment on, regardless of personal feelings, there would be peace between them. For her and for the child.

Asami cried in the safe arms of her family for the next hour.

Korra parked the Satomobile in front of Narrok's. She glanced over at Asami who was attempting to reapply her makeup.

"Your eyes are still red and puffy. Forget the makeup." She said turning off the car.

Asami shook her head. "That's why I'm fixing it." She finish touching up her eye shadow and sat back in her seat. "Korra, that was a dream come true. Thank you."

Korra reached over and took her hand. "Anything and everything for you." She whispered before bring Asami hand to her lips.

Asami smiled and pulled Korra close for a tender kiss. "We better stop before I start crying again."

Korra chuckled while she and Asami got out of the car and entered Narrok's. They spotted Bolin at their usual table. He glanced up with a bright smile but as soon as his eyes landed on Asami his smile fell. The closer they got to the table the more concerned he looked.

"Where's Mako?" Asami asked hoarsely as she sat down across from Bolin. "He's out of town doing police training. Asami, are you alright? You look and sound like you've been crying."

"I have been."

Korra sat down next to Asami and leaned forward. "We have something really big to tell you, Bolin. It's absolutely life changing."

His eyes grew wide as his head snapped her Korra to Asami.

"No! You're getting divorced and you're bringing me to a public place where I won't make a scene and that's why Asami was crying and that's why this is life changing! You guys can't do this! You're perfect together!" He cried frantically.

The two women looked at each other and began to laugh. Korra shook her head. "No, we're not getting divorced. Far from it, actually."

"Huh?" Bolin said with a dubious look.

Asami leaned forward and smiled brightly. "Korra and I went to the Spirit World to use an ancient ritual and it worked."

"What?" He mumbled weakly.

"Bolin, I'm pregnant."

"PREGNANT!" He cried.

The restaurant fell silent and all eyes were on them. Korra rolled her eyes. "Private conversation here, folks." She said with a threating tone. The patrons hurriedly returned to their own meals.

"W-wait…what?" Bolin was in a state of shock. "Is it Korra's?"

Again, Korra rolled her eyes. "Yes, it's mine. Hence the ancient ritual thing."

Bolin leaned back in his chair and let the information sink in. Asami motioned for the waiter and ordered some noodles and a large bottle of rice wine. When the waiter left Bolin nodded slowly.

"I'm going to be an uncle." He said in amazement.

"Yes, you are," Asami said with a smile.

"But that still doesn't explain why you were crying." He said pointedly.

"We went to see my Dad in segregation. He…" Asami felt the emotions rise up again. "He made peace with Korra. He's happy for us. He wants to be a grandfather."

Bolin threw his hands in the air. "This is the one week Mako had to be out of town! This is fantastic news! I am so fucking happy for the both of you." He jumped up and moved around the table scooping both women into a tight hug.

"I love you both so much." He said releasing them. "Come on, let's celebrate!"

Asami sat at her dressing table and touched up her makeup while Korra dressed for bed.

"Sorry, you couldn't have more of the wine," Korra called from across the bedroom while looking for her sleep shorts.

"It's alright. I am pregnant, can't have too much of that or it's bad for the baby."

"Well, you're still so early that I doubt one small glass hand any harm." Korra made a triumphant noise when she found her shorts under their bed. She popped up and noticed Asami fixing her hair. "Um, Sweetie, why are you getting all dolled up for bed?"

Asami stood and turned to face Korra, who blushed slightly. Asami, wearing a black silk robe, leaned against her dressing table. When she crossed her legs at her ankles, Korra noticed the spiked red heels she was wearing. She opened her mouth to speak, but Asami held up a hand to silence her. She pushed herself off the table and sauntered over to Korra.

"You were absolutely incredible today." Asami she whispered as she got close to Korra. She bent down and kissed her wife's ear, causing Korra to tremble a bit. "I wanted to show my appreciation and wear this while I still could."

She pulled back and untied the sash on the robe. Korra's face turned scarlet when the robe slid down Asami's shoulders revealing that Asami was only clad in crimson silk lingerie. Her mouth fell open.

"I figured you deserved a little reward." Asami purred.

She grabbed on of Korra's hands and pressed it against her breast. Korra's fingers flexed instinctively and Asami let a soft moan slip out. Before she could really tell, Korra was straddling her on the bed. Asami smirked and wrapped her legs around Korra's waist, bringing their cores flush against one another. The Avatar moaned and the sudden contact and she crashed her lips to Asami's.

Korra was quick to remove all articles of clothing that prohibited skin on skin contact. The only thing she permitted Asami to wear she the shoes, which happened to be her favorite. She shoved Asami against the pillows and slid down her form. She brought Asami's thighs over her shoulder and spared one last look up at her wife.

Asami was flush with desire and panting. Korra smirked. "This is a lovely reward." She said taking in the sight that was Asami. With that, she dipped her head down and slid her tongue through familiar folds.