All right, everybody . . . no ideas from you, so I've taken matters into my own hands . . . hope you like it!

Aang and Katara narrowly escaped the prison cell. Aang leaned on his staff and held Katara's hand. Katara led him out of the prison, just as Zuko ran out.
"You found him!" Sokka said. "Great to have you back, Aang." He smiled at his friend. It soon faded. "Whoa...what did Azula do to you?"
Aang looked to the ground. "I--I don't want to talk about it."
Katara gently put a hand on his forehead. "Oh, Aang...you've got a fever."
Aang sneezed. "I know," he moaned. His moans turned into sobs.
Katara gave him a hug. "It's okay . . . you'll be all right."
"I--(cough)--don't--(sob)--think--(cough)--so--(sob)--!" Aang sputtered. He struggled to climb onto Appa. Katara climbed up and took Aang's hand, pulling him up.
Zuko took Appa's reins while the rest of the gang tried to comfort Aang.
"He's really hurt bad . . ." Suki said.
"In madami ways than one," Katara added, laying a hand on his shoulder.

When they got home, Katara helped Aang into his bed.
Aang coughed. "Thanks," he rasped. "For everything."
"Shh, don't talk so much," she told him. "You need to rest."

Meanwhile, Azula stood in her quarters (the Boiling Rock).
"The awatara and his girlfriend nearly slew [killed] me," she sinabi to herself. "But I'll be back . . ."

CLIFFHANGER! Comments are much appreciated. Part III up within a week, I promise!