A/N: Ok, first fanfics are always rusty. WARNING: VERY SHORT
Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar but it's at the top of my wish list
Aang woke with seat covering his body. He had dreamt he and his companions (Katara, Sokka and Toph) had been ambushed by fire benders. He was captured and forced to see them slit Katara's throat and burn her body.
Aang looked over at the sleeping girl lying next to him (no, they aren't sleeping together o.O) a gentle rise and fall of her chest showed she was alive.
Aang sighed with relief and got up. He sure wasn't going back too sleep after that dream. He walked slowly over to Appa who was snoring peacefully and climbed up Appa's tail, careful not to wake the great beast, and quietly lay down on his back. He breathed in the scent of hay and looked up at the stars. A full moon was gazing down upon the sleeping travelers. You would never have thought people were fighting for their lives at this moment. Aang sighed again and turned over to look at Katara.
The sleeping figure was just visible in the moon light. She let out a pitiful moan and sat bolt upright.
"Aang?" she sounded frightened
"Katara?" Aang slid down Appa and landed skillfully next to her.
"Are you ok?" he kneeled down next to her and put a comforting hand on her shoulder. She responded by throwing her head onto his shoulder and started sobbing.
"I thought you were dead!" she said between sobs.
"What happen?" Aang put his arms around her, concerned but still excited to have her in his arms.
"Well," Katara pulled away, a few tears rolling down her cheeks.
"All I remember was that you were in the Avatar State and something happened but you got hurt and I couldn't heal you." She whipped her eyes.
"The Avatar State?" Aang looked with at her with a confused expression.
"Well, yes." She sniffed and sighed.
"I was probably over dramatic, but it all seemed so real."
Aang felt a pain in his gut. She seemed so helpless and lost but she never left his gaze. Her blue eyes glowing in the darkness, she was so beautiful, she didn't deserve to be frightened by him dying.
"Katara I—"But he stopped himself. He had no idea what he was about to say and he didn't want to know.
"Nothing." He broke the contact and looked up again. The moon hadn't stopped glowing.
"You sure?" Katara sat up and positioned herself next to Aang.
He sighed. "Yeah."
A/N: Tell me if I should continue :)