Dash lie there, the pain seemed to be getting worse. She grit her teeth as the pain took over. She could hear her name being shouted. Dash! Dash! The sounds getting quieter by the second, until everything became silent. Almost as if her name was being chanted. She felt her vision blurring as she felt herself being lifted off the table. She groaned loudly. Over and over again.
"W-what do we do?" Asked Scootaloo, who looked sadly over at Dash.
Soarin stared worriedly at his marefriend. She seemed to be looking up at the ceiling. Her breathing hastening. The stallion noticed her slowly losing consciousness.
"What do we do?! Can't you do something?! Like use a spell or something with your horn thingy, Twilight!? Please, I'm desperate!" Soarin yelled.
"I'm sorry." She started. "I can't do anything for her, My magic might risk her very life before her. I can't risk that. We can't risk that. We all can't." She answered frowning. Soarin sighed. He looked over to the orange filly her eyes were filled with worry.
"It's alright, I understand." He contended. "I'm gonna bring her to the hospital. Twilight meet us their." He took off into the sky. Flying off at neck break speeds. He could feel Dash's body going limp in his embrace. No no no no. He felt himself getting faster. He landed in front of Ponyville hospital. He kicked the double doors open, holding the now unconscious dash in his hooves. He called out for help. Three nurses came rushing over to him, they placed Dash on a stretcher before running into a long dimmed hallway. They ran into double doors. Soarin had been told to wait outside, the tension seemed to be too much for him. He turned his attention to the front doors which had been thrown open, again. He watched as Twilight, Flash, Scootaloo and Twilights friends all came running towards him.
"Did they tell you what's wrong with Dash, yet?" The filly asked.
He frowned. "No, not yet." 45 minutes had pass before a nurse came from the double doors walking towards them; Her face show no expression.
"Are you relatives of Miss, Dash?" She asked; Her voice sounding dead. Everypony nods. "She seems to have a minor bacteria growing slowly in her abdomen." She starts. She seems to take her time. "We'll have to take her in for surgery to remove it." She pauses before continuing. "Because, It's only minor the surgery should only take between 1-2 hours. Sometimes between 30 minutes and an hour." She finished.
"If that's the only way, then carry on then." Soarin answers calmly. The nurse nods before walking back into the far end of the hallway and into the double doors.
"Will Rainbow Dash be okay?" Scootaloo asked quietly; So quiet only Soarin could hear it. Tears still stained on her face. "Yeah. She's strong, she'll be just fine." Soarin remarked smiling softly at the filly. She smiles back. Both their faces turning back to the worried expressions they once were. About an hour passed, before the same nurse comes walking towards them.
"The surgery was successful, she has been moved to room 202b." She stated. "She's asleep right now, She should wake up in about 30 minutes."
"Thanks." Soarin avowed. The nurse walked off towards the front desk. They all trotted over to the designated room. Soarin gently pushed the door open to reveal the unconscious Pegasus. Next sat a stool. She had an IV tube on the right side of her hoof. Soarin walked over the stool. He sat on it, as he patiently waited. About 40 minutes had passed as Dash's eyes finally began to flutter open.
"She's waking up!" Pinkie pie asserted.
As Dash opened her eyes, she attempted to sit up. She felt as if something was keeping her from sitting up, it felt to be tugging at her skin. She collapsed back into the bed. A little confused she attempted to sit up again, she let out a yelp. She felt a hoof push her back into the bed.
"Wha?-" She started. "What the heck? Why does it hurt when I try to sit up?" She questioned. She heard a voice answer her question. She could recognize the voice anywhere.
"You just had surgery. You need to take it easy for a few weeks, Dashie." Soarin affirmed.
"Yeah, You gave us quite the scare their Darling, When we saw Twilight rushing here we all followed her as we thought something might be wrong." Rarity Uttered.
"Ya', we were really worried Sugarcube." Applejack added.
The cyan mare sighed. "So...Does that mean-"
"No weather team, and no Wonderbolts" Soarin cut in. She groaned.
"So, how has business been lately, Rarity?" Twilight Asked.
"Oh, well it's been absolutely splendid. Ponies have been coming constantly, It's a little hard to keep up with but it's been great." Rarity smiled. "How about you Twilight? How have you been doing with your duties?" She asked.
"Pretty good so far, It's nice to have to have extra help from spike and Flash and all." She avowed. After a few hours, they all said their goodbye's as they left.
"How ya feeling now, Dashie?" Soarin asked.
"I'm feeling great." She smirked sheepishly. Soarin gave her a soft peck on the lips. She blushed as she realized Scootaloo was still in the room.
"AWWWW" Scootaloo remarked, causing Soarin and Dash to blush furiously.
knock.
knock.
They all turned their attention to the door. The door was lightly pushed open to unveil, Spitfire and Fleetfoot.
"Hey, Dash. Hi Scootaloo." Fleet foot started.
"Hey, Dash. Hello Scootaloo." Spitfire added. They both walked towards Dash's bed.
"Hello!" The excited filly uttered.
"Hey guys!" Dash smiled.
"Hay! What about me? Aren't you gonna say hi to me?" Soarin retorted, disappointed. He crossed his hooves.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Are you sick too?" Fleetfoot asked; Sarcasm could be heard clearly in her voice.
"B-but Scootaloo's not sick. And, you said hi to her." He said frowning.
"Cause, she's a filly Soarin." Spitfire chipped in. They could hear Scootaloo giggling from behind them. Soarin gave them a playful frown. They all laughed.
"So, how are you feeling now Dash?" Spitfire asked.
"I'm feeling awesome now." Rainbow Dash added with a quirky smile.
"As always." Fleetfoot added giggling. They talked for a while before they went off home.
"So...When do I get to leave?"
"In a few days Dashie...In a few days."