A/N : So sorry! I know that I'm a little late with this, but bear with me. School's starting soon, so my updates will most likely be less frequent. But, to make up for the late update, I will write an A:TLA one-shot.

Disclaimer : I own nothing.

Zuko's POV

Katara and I shifted into fighting stances, waiting for the intruder to show themselves. I was a little more than surprised with I saw Iroh, whom I haven't even noticed since the invasion started. Making a shushing gesture, he waved his arm to signal us to follow him. We both did silently.

When we reached the garden undetected, Iroh turned to us and smiled. "I am glad to see you are both okay," he said in a relieved voice.

"Where is everyone else?" Katara asked, letting her eyes roam around the field.

"They are resting. A while ago, the rebels seemed to...vanish."

I looked at him disbelievingly. "So they got away, walked right out of here, and no one followed them?" I asked.

He shook his head. "No, Zuko. We were all fighting. And whenever someone would blink, one would disappear. It's like the dissolved into thin air."

Katara rubbed her forehead with her wrist. "No, no. That doesn't make any sense. Are you sure you couldn't have just missed them somehow?"

When he nodded, Katara and I gave each other doubting looks. We'd talk to everyone else tomorrow about it. It was possible that Iroh was just getting old and senile, but we've seen stranger things than people disappearing.

After a while of talking, Iroh announced that he was going to bed. We wished him a good night and watched him leave the grassy area. When I couldn't see him, I took a deep breath and turned back to Katara.

"So what were you going to say earlier?" I asked.

She blushed prettily and looked down to her feet. "I was going to say..." It was her turn to take a deep breath. "I was going to say that... That I love you and I want to marry you."

I could feel the grin on my face as I ran to scoop her up in my arms and spin her around. I kissed every inch of her face and murmured how happy and lucky I was in her ear. I could hear her delighted giggles and I've never been this happy in my entire life.

Katara's POV

I woke up the next morning in the garden where Zuko and I had finally fallen asleep after our excitement wore off. I looked at his peacefully sleeping features and knew I would never get bored of seeing him every morning before he woke up.

I fingered the new jewel on my neck. I had my old necklace in my pocket. I would give it to Kya when the time was right. For now, I was happy with the one Zuko had given me.

Smiling, I sat up and stretched. Life was going to start getting better now, I just knew it. We'd get through this rebellious state, get married, raise Kya together, and live happily ever after,

How could it possibly get better?

"Good morning." I heard from next to me. I leaned down to kiss him and started to stand.

"Morning," I answered back.

He stood next to me and helped me dust myself off. "We really have to stop waking up in these strange places," he commented.

I laughed a little. "Yes, well, when you tell Sokka and my father that we are getting married, you may wake up in an even weirder place."

His face went paler than usual for a moment, then broke out with a smirk. "I'm the one to tell them now?" he asked.

"Well, you were supposed to ask both of them for permission before you even proposed. Somebody's been breaking rules."

"Hm, I wonder who that could be?"

I rolled my eyes and laughed, making my way back to the palace with him. We decided that, at dinner tonight, we'd tell all our friends the good news. I worried about Aang's response for a minute, but decided that he would understand what makes me happy, and he's be happy.

We bathed and got ready for breakfast, which was a little tense. Everyone seemed to be worried some screaming person would jump out and attack.

"So what happened to all the rebels?" Zuko asked during our meal.

Sokka shrugged, with his mouth full of course. "All at once, they just... left. Hell, some of them didn't even turn around and run. Just poof, gone. It was really creepy."

Aang nodded from the opposite end of the table. "Yeah, it was."

"I think," Toph started out, "That this is even out of our league."

"What do you mean?" Iroh questioned.

She shrugged. "I mean that half of those rebels didn't have heart beats. It was almost like they weren't even alive. Some of them were just plain scary. Jet," she gulped, "I couldn't get any heart beat from Jet at all. No pulse, nothing. It's like he was a zombie or something."

I pushed my plate away. "I don't think I'm very hungry anymore after hearing that."

The rest of us—excluding Sokka—agreed and left the table. Maybe Toph was right.

Could there actually be something that even we couldn't defeat?

A/N : Ah, super short chapter. But I'm tired. I'll get the one-shot up sometime later tonight. Promise.

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