A/N: Sorry it's been a little while, life's been being life :)

Sokka was not sure how it happened, but he found himself cradling one-year-old Lin on a couch somewhere within the air temples. Her sleeping face was nuzzled on his shoulder, peaceful and happy. She could be a bit of a high strung baby when it came to who was holding her, but not with Sokka. She would always cuddled right to him or tugged curiously at his goatee or ponytail, depending on her state of alertness.

And this was at first what he attributed his feels of utter adoration and protectiveness for the baby girl. He loved his niece and nephews, but his feelings for Lin were somehow different. Ever since Toph brought her home and introduced her as her daughter, a tiny baby who's parents' lives had been taken in a landslide no Earthbenders had been close enough to prevent, he had felt a connection. And it seemed Lin had too, as their faces lit up every moment they saw each other after.

'I suppose this is what it would feel like to be a father,' a thought whispered at the back of his mind. He pushed it away though, what right did he have? She was Toph's daughter, and had briefly been her birthparents. He had no such claim. 'Maybe I'm just lonely, seeing everyone with their families.' But it wasn't that... not quite... he had a family it was just...

His thoughts were interrupted as Toph took a seat beside him, one of her rare gentle smiles gracing her face. He noticed more of them ever since Lin's arrival, a quieter, content Toph. She had become as loving and caring mother as he had ever seen, fitting this part of her with surprising ease into her gruffer mannerisms.

Moving his gaze from mother to daughter as Toph stroked her sleeping daughter's thick hair, something in the back of his mind whispered hints of just how right this was...

...Just in the near future...in the process of finding itself...