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16 Weeks Pregnant

Nordica's POV

We've been at site 26 for nearly a month now. I am not sixteen weeks pregnant. I can't believe I am only a few weeks away from being how way though my pregnancy. I've started to more serious training. The days are starting to blur together. Especially with me having to return to my human body at lunch to feed it daily. For the health and welling of my babies & I.

Jake is still having trouble with the language. Norm and I help him the best we can when we are in our human bodies. I witnessed one day Neytiri hitting Jake lightly when he gets a word wrong. It makes me wonder about my babies. Would they learn English or Na'vi first?

Anyway, my feet are getting tougher. I can travel farther everyday. According to Jake with Neytiri, it's learn fast or die. Her mother is not so hard on me. I guess due to my pregnancy. I mean she's not having me jump out of tall trees like Neytiri is Jake.

Though I'm learning to read the trails, the tracks at the water-hole, the tiniest scents and sounds. Thanks to my friends and strangely enough Tsu'tey. He seems to like me more then he does Jake. I'm learning how to make clothes and weave baskets. Along with a making a swaynivi for my future daughters and I. It's a lot of trial and error, as I want it to be perfect and it has to b strong enough to support us all. I've also started a song cord for my family and I.

Jake and I managed to sweet talk Mo'at into letting Grace into the village. Along with my brother. Though he rarely visits, unlike Grace who visits as often as possible. Anyway today, Mo'at has summoned me. No doubt for another check up. But when I meet up with her, I am surprised to see her waiting with two pa'li. One of them being Ju'li.

"I see you" I say to Mo'at as I pat Ju'li fondly.

"I see you, today we are going on a ride" Mo'at tells me.

"Where?" I ask curious as I bond with Ju'li mounting her. Mo'at does the same with her pa'li.

"You shall see" she tells me and sets off. I have Ju'li follow her. "Your stomach is really starting to show" she says with a smile.

"Well I am in my second trimester now and it is twins. So I am showing more then I would be if it was only one baby" I tell her. She nods her head. "Have you had luck communing with Eywa?" I ask her curious.

"I shall you when we arrive at our destination" she tells me. I nod my head. We continue our journey through the forest. With no trouble. Around midday we reach a groove of willows, though they are different from photos of ones that used to be on Earth. Their trunks are as gnarled as bonsai. Long faintly glowing tendrils hang straight down in pastel curtains. Underfoot, a bed of moss glows faintly. It seems to react to the pa'lis footsteps with expanding rings of light.

Mo'at dismount her pa'li and I do the same. "What is this place?" I ask her curious. As the tendrils of the willows seem to caress us. Responding to our presence.

"This is a place for prayers to be heard. And sometimes answered" she explains in English. Connecting to the tendrils with her queue. I do the same and gasp in surprised at the voices I hear, so many voices. "We call this utraya mokri, the Tree of Voices. The voices of our ancestors, who live within Eywa" she explains.

"It's amazing, you all are so lucky to be able to hear them" I state as I disconnect from the tree. A few wood spirits circle around us, some alighting on our shoulders and arms. Mo'at lets one land in the palm of her hands. "Why are we here Mo'at?" I ask her.

"For privacy" she states. "What we have to discuss is a matter of Eywa" she tells me. "I have spoken to the great mother about you and your situation. She has reminded me of an ancient ritual, that could solve your problem" she explains.

"What ritual?" I ask her curious.

"It is called a consciousness transfer, it is a ritual where one consciousness of a single being is transferred from one body to another" she explains.

"What would happen to the other body?" I ask her.

"It would die" she states not beating around the bush.

"So you want me to perform this ritual. Essentially killing mine and my babies human bodies. So that we can live as avatars the rest of our lives?" I ask her.

"It would be dangerous. You all must pass through the eye of Eywa and return. If you fail, you will die in both bodies" she explains.

"How long do I have to decide?" I ask her.

"Ten weeks, otherwise you will have to wait until after the babies are born to do so. And they would have to wait until they were older" she states. "You know the risks involved Atiena, this is your decision alone. No one can make it for you" she tells me. "Know this though, should you do this. You'll be reborn as part of the people and will be a woman of the Omatikaya" she tells me.

She mounts her pa'li and leaves me to think. I sit down going into deep thought. I connect to the tree praying for Eywa's guidance. "Nordica" a familiar voice says.

"Tom" I say in shock as I feel tears in my eyes. "What should I do?" I ask him.

"We planned to start a new life in Pandora. This is a chance for you and our daughters to start a new life" he states.

"Are you really here Tom? Or is Eywa appearing to me as you?" I ask him.

"Both" he states. "Nordica, you know the right thing to do. Trust in your heart" he tells me. Before disappearing. I sigh disconnecting from the tree. It helped a little talking to him, but I still don't know my answer. I have ten weeks to decide. I shall think about it a lot while I continue my training.