Author's Notes:

Hey people! Sorry for the late update but real life came calling! So today the plot thickens. Hope you enjoy! Things are about to get real.

At the top of the Ivory Tower Apartments, a green timberwolf slept soundly in a semi-circular couch basking in the sun. He laid on his back kicking occasionally as he dreamed of open fields of grass and flowers. Meanwhile down a hall in the master bedroom two ponies slept soundly after an hour of rough housing and foreplay.

Trixie had her head on Spitfire's chest, sighing contently. Her head rising with the yellow chest she used as a pillow. The room was warm and a strong sensual odor hung in the air. Both ponies were as happy as can be. They had each other and that 's all that mattered. At least that's what Trixie would have said.

While she was happy being with Spitfire, the azure mare wanted to rekindle her career. She wanted to travel and perform like she did not so long ago. At the same time she wanted to stay with Spitfire, but her ruined reputation would drag them both down in the long run. After so long she found somepony willing to be with her. Maybe not as a fan, but as a friend. A lover even.

As she laid there she awoke to the sound of a loud snore. Spitfire twitched involuntarily causing her jump. Trixie swore under her breath as she fell out of the bed. She glared at the sleeping pegasus making rude gestures to her not saying a word. To anyone else it would seem she was acting like a mime.

After a loud snore the pegasus rolled over laying with her face in the pillow. Oh just you wait. she thought climbing on the bed. Trixie stood over her target, grinning at the pegasus. "Just you wait." she said as her horn began to glow. A pillow floated over to her just over Spitfire.

Grinning she lifted the pillow and brought it down on the sleeping mare. Phoomp! Spitfire jumped from the bed flying straight to the ceiling. A dull thud was heard as she made contact with it. Afterwards she fell back onto the bed bouncing twice, shaking her head. Trixie rolled over laughing at her. Spitfire glared down at the unicorn.

"Not funny."

"Sorry love." She responded. "You're OK though?"

The pegasus continued to glare down at Trixie, who smiled nervously. Seeing the concern in her eyes warmed Spitfire's heart. Her facial expression softened up as she reached down, lifting Trixie up onto the bed. The two sat beside each other. Neither spoke to the other. Eventually Spitfire leaned into Trixie knocking her over.

With a loud "eek!" Trixie rolled over on her stomach as Spitfire laid on her back. Trixie puffed her cheeks trying to push the larger mare off her. The blankets slid as the unicorn struggled to stand, only to fall back again. This went on for several minutes. Spitfire giggled at the unicorns vain struggled to move her larger body from on top of her.

"Trixie swears you'll get what's coming fatty!" Trixie yelled as the Spitfire.

The larger mare grinned. "You know," she said kissing Trixie on the forehead. "You keep this up and I won't let you get up." She threatened her lover. The smaller unicorn stopped her struggle. From beneath her a blue head looked up at her. Trixie stared at her partner as her horn lit up. Spitfire found herself gently being unwillingly lifted into the air. Her limbs flailed as she struggled against the unicorns magic.

Suddenly a small orange trail of smoke came into the room. Trixie and Spitfire watched as it rolled into itself to the point of nonexistence before popping into a scroll. Trixie set Spitfire down, who reached for the scroll. Opening it Spitfire read through it before rolling it up and throwing it on the bed. Not saying a word she went to her closet and donned her Wonderbolt uniform. She had a determined look on her face.

Walking to the door she was intercepted by Trixie. She looked worried. The now Wonderbolt could see the concern in her eyes. Knowing what was coming, she decided to tell Trixie what was going on.

"I have to go take care of some Wonderbolt business Trixe." she said hugging her.

"Trixie wants to know what's so important that you have to run off so suddenly." the young mare demanded. "What's happening?"

Spitfire bit her tongue. She didn't want to tell her what she was doing. But she knew if Trixie didn't know she'd find out in the paper eventually. "Fine, Trix, I'll tell you." she sighed. "I'm taking the team to Ponyville to fight a dragon."

Trixie stared at her for a moment unable to say anything. "come again?" she walked up to the pegasus flicking her own ear. "Trixie must have misheard you. Heh, she thought you said dragon?"

Spitfire nodded nervously. "Yes, a dragon. In Ponyville."

Trixie had n unamused look on her face. Spitfire didn't waver the least. "I have to go Trixie. They need us."

"A dragon? Why can't Twilight Sparkle take care of it?"

Spitfire's eye twitched at the mention of this. True she took care of the ursa minor and she was an Element of Harmony who took down Nightmare Moon. So it seemed odd they couldn't take care of something like this on their home turf. Then again, Spitfire didn't know how the Elements of Harmony worked. Rumor was the bearers of them didn't know either. Admittedly, she didn't understand it all. All spitfire knew was there was a dragon and heroes or not a Wonderbolt does what they can to save and help others. No matter the cost.

She looked down at Trixie, pulling her into a tight hug. "I don't know Trixie. I won't lie I'm scared to go fight a dragon." she said walking her marefriend to the bed sitting on it with her. "I understand how you feel after what you've been through. But you don't have to worry." She stroked Trixie's cheek gently with her hoof. The unicorn held the hoof as if it was if it the last life preserver in a storm tossed sea.

"Trixie understands." she said kissing the hoof twice. "You better not keep Trixie waiting!" she exclaimed startling Spitfire.

"You know me!" the pegasus said proudly.

"Trixie sure does." she said in a sarcastic tone.

Spitfire gave her marefriend a stern look. Trixie responded by trying to look as cute as possible. It worked too. She went wide eyed and rubbed against the blue suit Spitfire wore melting her heart.

"Oh Trixie." she cooed kissing her. "I won't be long but I really need to get going. See you tonight love."

"Be careful and don't strain yourself!" the azure mare called to her partner. "And you better survive or Trixie will never speak to you again!"

As the Wonderbolt ran through the hall she rolled her eyes at Trixie's last comment. If I don't survive I'll be dead silly. Talking will be irrelevant.. she thought. It's the thought that counts though. She smiled opening the door to her personal workout area. She leapt flying through her open glass ceiling flying off to meet her team at the Wonderbolt Academy before heading to Ponyville.

Trixie was left sitting on the bed alone in the dark. The scroll was next to her. She thought about looking at it but decided not to. It wasn't her place. Sudden;y her stomach growled, she hadn't eaten yet. Deciding that waiting would do her no good, she got off the bed taking the scroll with her magic, heading for the kitchen.

As she reached the hall door to the main area she found Link sleeping on the couch. The young timberwolf cub was still on his back basking in the sun. His tiny legs moved occasionally as his chest rose up and down. Trixie couldn't help but watch the adorable cub for a few moments. taking her gaze from the cub she continued on her way to the kitchen.

After making a hearty breakfast consisting of eggs, hay bacon and toast, she decided to go do some reading. Taking a book she kept with her since she left her home, she sat on the couch and opened to a bookmarked chapter and began to read. It was a tragic tale of a mare who tried to use dark and blood magic to gain power through a magical charm she created. Power she tried to use to protect her husband and daughter.

At first all was going well for her and her family. But as time went on she slowly lost her mind to the magic she used. Killing her husband thinking it was the only way to keep him safe she turned on her daughter. The young mare pleaded with her mother not to succumb to the dark magics, but her mind was already gone. Seeing no way to reason with her the daughter killed her mother. Not before she ensnared her soul to the charm and kept it close trying to bring her mother back. She died never seeing her mother again and the soul charm, as it was called, was lost forever.

Trixie always cried when she read this story. She wiped the tears away as Link made his way to her. He was awoken by her crying and was trying to comfort his friend. He barked happily at his unicorn owner leaping into her lap. He stood licking her in the face causing her to laugh.

"Link! Stop! Bad boy!" she giggled falling back onto the couch hugging the cub. After a few minutes of playing with Link the two settled down. Laying on the floor, the two waited out the day.Night fell and Trixie retreated to the room with link for the night.

The next morning she was awoken abruptly by Link barking wildly as she heard her name being yelled several times. As she sat up about to get out of bed, Fleetfoot barged through the door. Literally.

"TRIXIE! There you are you have to come quickly! Spitfire's in the hospital!" she leapt over the timberwolf grabbing the confused mare out of bed. Taking hold of her she flew through the hall and out through the training room ceiling.

"Fleetfoot what happened!?" she yelled at the teal pegasus.

Fleetfoot was frantically beating her wings ignoring everything around her. She was heading towards Manehatten General Hospital. "I said Spitfire's in the hospital! She's hurt badly!"

Trixie's heart skipped a beat. She was afraid this might happen but to hear that Spitfire was in the hospital scared her. Not saying another word the two flew straight to the hospital as the world around them became a blur as a teal stream passed by the building at reckless speeds.

Hang on love. Trixie's on her way.