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The campsite they eventually pick is in the middle of a large, dead plain, nothing obscuring vision in any direction for hundreds of yards. It might have been a farm once; it's all dead now.

They're all exhausted. It was dark when they'd camped the first time; it's close to midnight by the time the two cars pull off the road and into this field, and it's raining - cold, thick, heavy rain that blows any hope they might have had of making a fire.

Thank everything for Toph.

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"Yeah," Steph agrees gratefully. "Yeah, let's do that."

She leans over to touch Mel's knee for a second anyway, before Hana demands more attention and Steph's busy hugging her again.

"At least - yeah."

"No, Steph," Mel says.

She pulls Loos away from her shoulder, smiles and pulls a ridiculous face for her, and reaches towards Steph with one hand.

"Give me one of those bars, OK?

"Do this. Get home. Settle the babies in, check on the farm. Get on with things. That's all."

Steph grimaces at her. "I'm not even allowed to worry about you a teeny little bit?"

"If it makes you happy," Mel allows. She leans over Loo to take the bar, and unwraps it with her teeth.

"Breakfast, Loo."

Loo doesn't want it, and pushes the bar away.

Steph beams at her. "I'll try to be subtle about it," she promises. "Loo-loo, you want something else? We could go see what's in the back of the car. I think there's strawberry bars, apricot bars, and just your standard tastes-like-nothing-but-is-very-nutritious bars."

"...we really gotta get some better travelling supplies for when we can't hunt."

"No," Loo objects.

Mel shakes her head. "She's fine with this. Loo, eat it, OK?"

There's more protesting, and Mel leans down to break bits off and push it to her mouth.

Once it's her mouth, Loo chews and swallows, but meanwhile she gets more and more distraught about the situation.

Steph occupies herself with keeping Hana distracted from the crying, with debatable success.

"We should get going sooner rather than later. Whenever Suki gets back, and Toph finishes ... whatever Toph's doing. And I should wake Sokka up, but he'll be grumpy when he finds out there's only these for breakfast. Won't he, Han?"

Han agrees Uncle Sokka will be grumpy.

"He's good at getting up quickly. When we get some meat, wake him. No, Loo."

Loo has decided that turnabout is fair play,and is pushing half chewed bar into Mel's mouth.

Mel relents and chews some of this. About half of it, though, she returns to Loo. (She hasn't been squeamish about sharing food since the babies were weaned.)

It's a good strategy, because Loo calms when Mel eats. Not as much as she calms as she eats, though.

"Ooh, that's a good idea. I'll keep the fire going long enough we can cook whatever Suki brings back. Way less grumpy then." She grins, bouncing Hana. "And then we all get meat for breakfast!"

Beat.

"Three years ago I would have thought that was the most disgusting thing I'd ever heard. Go figure."

Mel smirks.

"I don't know how you can even think of eating meat," she decides, reaching for another bar.

Steph kisses Hana's head happily. "Meat, Hana?"

SEE SHE WILL PROVE IT.

"Meat!" Hana agrees. "Mommy meat?"

Mel shakes her head, breaking bits of the breakfast bar off for Loo, who eats it more happily.

"For you. Mommy's not hungry."

"Mommy's not meat, either," Steph says, wincing from Hana's choice of words. It's a litle too soon to joke about that. "Ew, Han."

Mel, being too used to toddler grammar to have made that connection, winces particularly when Steph mentions it, shooting her a sharp gaze.

But Loo's now eating, so that's something.

Steph wrinkles her nose apologetically and leans back against the rock wall, sighing.

She should tell Mel that Babs called in and that they probably can't count on any backup from the Birds any more. Except she doesn't really want to bring that up.

"I think the rain's clearing up a bit."

"Be better for driving," Mel says, offering a bright side. "Maybe Tara needs all the water, though."

"There'll be water in the lake," Steph says, but she's frowning. "I hadn't thought of that. Do you think she'll be OK?"

"She's good at what she does," Mel answers. "If it can be done, she'll do it."
IF

"Yeah, that's what I'm worried about," Steph says, starting to braid Hana's hair loosely. "I'm worried about Sokka, if she can't."

"Got enough worry in there for yourself?"

Mel says it absently, grinning when Loo finishes her whole bar and rewarding her with a small babythrow.

"He'll deal. You and me'll be there. We'll get through."

Steph sticks her tongue out at Mel and after looking around for a moment, passes her a cloth. "I'm not the one needs worrying about."

She blows Loo a kiss, and then Hana one too so that Hana doesn't get jealous.

"Yeah, we usually do."

Mel wipes the food and crumbs from Loo's mouth and clothes and beams at her.

"Think you're ready to show yourself, huh, Baby? I'll just stick some pants on."

"You can help me wake up Unc'Sokka," Steph suggests. "He needs tickling."

"Yay!" Hana decides. She pulls away from Steph just long enough to pick up her otterpenguin and press it into Mom's hand. "Take."

Then she's keen to go find Unk Sokka. Mel grins, and shooes Steph out.

"Catch you in a bit."

The tea, and most of the bars Steph brought for Mel, go untouched.

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