PnF Moths and Butterflies

Note: this is set four years in the future.

She lay in the grass. Yellow-gold mid-afternoon sunlight cast on her skin.  There was a tree only a few feet away. I wonders why she doesn't scoot over underneath it into the shade.  I guess likes the feeling of warmth after being cooped up inside so long.  Katara wasn't too keen on letting her out with her "attackers" still on the loose.  After eight and a half months I guess she decided it was okay to let her outside.  Toph seemed serially calm lying there in the grass, calmer than I'd seen her in the last eight months.  A small butterfly is hovering a few inches over her swollen abdomen as though it can sense the tiny life growing inside it.  Toph seems not to notice the tiny creature.  Of course the fact that she can't see it probably contributed to that.  I press my forehead to the glass harder; using it for support.  I feel a comforting hand on my shoulder. Aang smiles weakly but hopefully,
"You know I think she'll actually be okay." His face brightens and he appears more assure at his own words. 
 "Yeah," I agree, " She's definitely  tough as steel."  He pats me on the back. 
 "Don't worry so much, she'll be fine." He says.  I think this is the first time Aang has ever told me not to worry.   I smirk leaning harder against the window. I can here Katara rattling pots and pans around in the kitchen behind me. Probably getting ready to make dinner.  
 I sigh.  "I was there I should have done something or stopped it OR something."
"Sokka there's not a lot a man can do while knocked unconscious."
"I know, but still, I was there. I should've known someone was following us I'm a warrior," I scream waving my arms around," I should've known."
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I sit on the edge of the balcony listening to the waves lap against the rocky shore. The night air feels refreshing after a long humid day.  A large body lumbers down beside me yawning loudly.  I don't even have to look who it is.  "What are you doing still up? Its past midnight." 
 I shrug my shoulders aloofly, " I could ask you the same question."
"The grandfather clock in the living room it always wakes me up when it goes off. I rolled over and spotted you. "
"So what are you still doing up?"
"It keeps me up at night, especially when the moon is out. Kicking on and on and on and on."
"Hey maybe its a waterbender." He jokes uneasily." I know," He sighs," Not helping snarky."  
Sokka stiffens then relaxes slowly; his heart beats are quicker than usual.  
"It's not your fault you know." I say bluntly.  
"I know," he says.  The kicking begins again.  
"Then stop blaming yourself so much."  
"I don't!" He stammers but the heart beats don't slow.  
"So you're scared then."  He doesn't answer.   I clench me teeth, I already know the answer.  I stand and face him with my hands on my hips.  I take a deep breath filling my lungs with clear salty night air. "Okay me too."
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The look she's giving me makes me feel like my stomach, heart, and brain have all fell out and are flopping around on the ground like dying fish.   "Okay I'm little beyond scared. Come on Sokka I'm not ready for this," She yells motioning at her stomach. 
 "You'll do fine," I say assuredly.  
"I'm not even sure I wanted to be a mother in the first place at all." She looks down peevishly through her bangs at me. "Seriously Sokka when you look at me do you immediately think wonderful mother."
No. 
 "You'll have help.  Katara, I doubt will leave you alone for three seconds for most of the first 3 years."  Her glare could make the sun hide in shame and volcanoes rupture..
"Thanks Sokka."  She turns and begins to stomp away down the beach.
"I didn't." He stammer chasing after her. "Mean it like that."  
I grab her by the shoulder wheeling her around back at me.
"  It's just that you're not alone in this. "
Her milky white eyes seem watery-er but I can't be sure.  
"At the very least you have me." A small moth lands gently on the top of her head. Its feathery pale white wings fluttering gently back and forth as if patting her on the head saying it's okay don't cry, it's okay, it's okay, don't cry, you'll make it. Toph ignores it. Tears stream down her face.  
"Aang says that everything happens for a reason so why did this happen to me." 
 I don't think I've ever seen Toph at a complete loss of herself.  I wrap my arms tightly around her. "Because this child desperately needed to come into the world."   
"I know," She says wrapping her tiny arms tightly around me in return." Just promise one thing promise me you won't leave."
"I promise."