Scootaloo edged her way into Dash's room. She scanned the room; Twilight, Applejack, Rarity, all but Pinkie were in the room. Her eyes stopped over one particular pony. Dash. There she was, awake, her body now covered in fresh bandages which hid most of her injuries. One thing remained uncovered, her face, Dash broke a smile as she looked at Scoots.
"Ahh, come here." Dash said.
Scootaloo quickly bounded across the room and skid to a halt next to Dash's bedside.
"Come on." Dash said, tilting her head as to tell Scootaloo to climb on up. She did.
As if on queue, Pinkie burst into the room with an assortment of balloons. "Hope you are feeling better!." Pinkie said, her voice much more solemn than usual.
The room lost it's focus as Scootaloo looked back at Dash, nothing else seemed important aside from her being awake. She wanted to hug her, but she withheld, she knew that wouldn't be the best for Dash.
Rainbow Dash cupped her hoof to her mouth and whispered to Scootaloo, "Nothing's gonna keep me down, you just wait; we'll be out again in no time..."
"Just take your time, I want you to be alright. I love you." Scootaloo replied as she hugged Dash's foreleg ever so carefully.
Dash couldn't help but smile again.
Scootaloo didn't pay attention, but she was sure she heard the room let out an "awww." But she didn't care, she could see her sis' again."
* * * * *
A month passed and Dash was released from the hospital. Some of her injuries weren't fully healed so she was stuck with bed-rest. Unable to fly, Dash and Scootaloo were arranged to stay at the library with Twilight. She would be out most of the day, and there wasn't much happening there otherwise.
The days were pretty routine. Dash would lie in bed for hours on end just to get up only a few times a day. Scootaloo tried to enjoy those short moments as much as possible. When Dash would return to bed, Scootaloo would simply sit on Dash's bed and read a book which was usually whatever Dash was reading at the time. That way, they would have something to chat about.
The days dragged out, one led to the next in a trail of monotony until the day came that Dash would be able to stretch her wings once more.
Dash quickly rolled out of bed energized. She sprung to her hooves and trotted out the front door. Scootaloo trailed behind, grabbing Twilight on the way out.
The three were gathered outside, watching as Dash stretched out her wings. Her wings felt odd, but that was to be expected after being incapacitated.
"You got this!" Scootaloo shouted.
Dash bent her knees and readied herself. She felt a bit uneasy. She wasn't accustomed to such a prolonged time on the ground.
Without another hesitation she leaped into the air. At ten feet up the wind caught Dash's wings and she dipped suddenly. Sending her into a sickening dive towards the ground. She collided with the solid earth with a thud.
Dust swirled about as the crowd of two raced towards the fallen pegasus.
"Dash!" Twilight shouted.
Rainbow Dash let out a few sputters and got to her hooves. "I'm fine." She announced, spitting a bit of blood onto the ground. Scootaloo just watched without a word. Horrified.
"We need to get you checked out before you get yourself killed!" Twilight commanded. Dash winced as the three slowly walked back to the hospital.
In the examination room the doctor finished his analysis. "Good news," the doctor said, "you haven't obtained any serious injuries from your fall." Scootaloo breathed a slight sigh of relief at hearing that.
"but... might I have a word with you in private." The doctor said to Dash.
"Come along." Twilight said as she led the young filly out of the room. The two sat quietly outside the room. Scootaloo tried to make out any of the conversation she could.
"About your wings."
"Yes?"
The room grew very quiet; the doctor dropped his voice to a murmur.
"Do you understand that..."
Scootaloo couldn't hear anything more. There was a long pause, not a word was spoken. Scootaloo held her breath, intent on hearing anything coming from the next room...
"Understood." Dash cut the silence.