Twenty Seven days later…. A colored version!!
Back story from the fanfic My Heart Burns for You:
"His rage lowered down into a simmer as his worry and anxiety grew as his eyes landed on Katara’s silent form. Her once tanned skin was pallid, her cobalt eyes were closed with a few remaining tears gathered on her dark lashes, her now colorless lips were slightly parted, and the lower half of her blue shirt was drenched in her blood.
Zuko felt his breathing quicken and his heart pounding fast in his chest as panic and dread spread through his body. He reached a trembling hand to her cheek as fear seized his heart.
"Katara?" he called out softly as he caressed her skin. "Katara? Please…say something."
He felt instant relief and he sighed when Katara fluttered her eyes open and gave him a shaky smile when she saw him, which then turned into a grimace as the pain increased. A whimper escaped her and a few more tears ran down her face, leaving a trail down her cheeks.
"Katara!" Zuko exclaimed in alarm as he pressed his hand against her stomach in an attempt to stanch the flow of blood. "Please hold on! I’ll get you to water!"
He pressed her hands to her bleeding abdomen and told her to keep them there. Zuko gingerly picked her up, but froze when she let out loud whimper of pain.
"I’m sorry, I’m sorry," Zuko chanted against her hair. "I need to get you to the stream so you can heal yourself."
Katara moaned in pain, but nodded that she understood. Zuko secured his hold on her and quickly made his way away from the bloody scene and to the clean stream. He cringed when he felt her blood run down his arms. He swiftly and carefully made his way until he finally arrived at the edge of the calm brook. Without any hesitation, Zuko strode into the water, but the stream was small and shallow, so Zuko had to sit on the smooth stones at the bottom. He shivered slightly when the chilly water touched him, but he ignored the discomfort as he placed Katara on his lap so that the water could reach her. The water around them instantly turned red before pink ribbons of blood floated down the current.
Zuko looked back down at Katara and his fear once again surfaced when he saw that her eyes were closed. He gently patted her cheek to get her to open her eyes again.
"Katara?" he said softly as he tried to keep his anguish under control. "We’re in the stream. You can heal yourself now."
Katara heard what he said even though she knew they were in water. Once her bending was restored she could feel her element call out to her, but she was so tired…so sleepy.
"Come on, Katara!" Zuko called out a bit more loudly. He gathered water into one of his hands and let it trickle down her face to encourage her, but Katara did not stir.
"Katara, heal your wound!" he said forcefully.
Katara opened her eyes to look at him. She heard the desperation in his deep voice and saw the anxiety on his face, and it pained her to cause him such concern, knowing that it will cause him sorrow when she left him. She knew she had lost too much blood, she could feel herself weakening, her life slipping away. A small part of her wondered if perhaps she would be able to be reunited with her mother.
She heard Zuko call out to her again, but his voice sounded so far away and she could barely keep her eyes open to stare into the face of the man she had come to love. It saddened her to know that she never had the chance to confess to him what he really meant to her, how much she loved him. She reached a trembling hand to cup his cheek and she gave him another small smile.
Zuko grabbed her small hand and leaned into her touch, pressing her hand closer to his cheek.
"Start healing yourself, Katara! Please!" he pleaded desperately.
He saw her smile at him once more before she closed her beautiful, sapphire eyes and let out a soft sigh. Her hand slipped from his grasp, her head lolled to the side, and her breathing halted. Zuko’s breath hitched in his throat and he felt his heart stopped cold in his chest.
"Katara? Katara!" Zuko cried out in horror as he grasped onto her hand again.
He pressed his ear to her mouth, but he did not feel her sweet breath coasting over his skin. He then pressed his ear to her chest, but he could not hear the beating of her heart.
"No!" he shouted as he clutched her body to him. "Katara, wake up! Don’t you dare die on me!"