...eks since they had fled Republic City after it had fallen to the Equalists. It was a tough time for she and her friends, but she was grateful that they had decided to accompany her. Hearing on the radio about the bender purges currently happening the city would have been unbearable without them there with her. She had failed, it was a realization that she was still coming to terms with and often times she would lie awake, unable to sleep because of the nightmares. The accusing faces of the benders who were dying, while she hid because she had no idea how to stop this.
It wasn't easy for the brothers to pack up and leave, especially when they finally had a stable place to live, but they gave it up so that they could help her, and possibly save her from herself. The last time she had gone into the Avatar state she had decimated a quarter of Republic City. She can still smell the smoke, and the scent of blood that clung to the air from that day. She sees the crying people, the bodies in the streets, and at that moment she knew there was no coming back from that.
Mako took their departure the hardest. She hears him when he frequently goes off into the night, possibly to clear his head. The guilt leaves a bitter taste in her mouth because even though he is with her, even after everything, she has taken him further away from the one thing that she knows that he ever wanted for he and his brother – stability.
Bolin's sleeping bag rustles beside her...