Author's Notes:

Apologies for the delay getting this chapter out. I wanted to get it out sooner but had a bit of writers' block.

Gordon made his way back to his room, the events of the night playing on his mind. Thinking about his fight with the stallions and going full Bruce Lee on them, he couldn't help but feel that despite what Celestia said; she would be keeping an even closer eye on him. His throbbing head didn't help matters. Couldn't he have just one, normal day or just a normal life.

Sighing heavily he walked into his room and locked the door behind him. He decided to get a quick shower to freshen up a little from the fight and headed for the bathroom, passing through the bedroom on the way.

"Hey Rainbow," Gordon said casually as he continued on.

He stopped abruptly, turning around on the spot and looking at his bed, "Rainbow?"

"Hey Gordon. You coming to bed?"

Gordon walked nervously towards the bed. He noticed Rainbow was laid on one half of the bed with the quilt covering her breasts.

"Rainbow?" he said in a deep, serious tone.

"Yes Gordon?"

"What are you doing in my bed?"

"Resting."

"Resting?" he replied, sceptically raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah you know......resting."

"Don't you have a bed in your own room to rest in?"

"Yes but it's uncomfortable."

"So rather than request another room you decided you would sneak into my room and use my bed."

"Pretty much. Now get in bed where it's warm."

Gordon sighed and sat himself down at the end of the bed. Rainbow's behaviour was most likely what the girls warned him about. She was in heat and her 'desires' would most likely be overwhelming her rational judgement. Why she was interested in him though he wasn't sure. He remembered her saying he smelt nice when he stank of sweat so it's possible his sweat could have a pheromone in it that naturally attracts her.

"Rainbow we can't sleep together."

A huff of indignation and flailing arms was a clear indication to Gordon that that didn't go down well with Rainbow.

"Why not?!"

"Because we're not together. I may be single again but that doesn't mean I'm ready to be with someone else."

"Woah woah woah! Who said anything about being together, I just want to sleep with you tonight."

"Well-"

"Wait a minute! You said you were 'single again'!"

Realisation struck Gordon like a bolt of lightning. Turning away from Rainbow he drifted off into space, his glazed expression making Gordon look devoid of life. Silence permeated for several uneasy seconds. Gordon's eyes were closed and a tear rolled down his cheek as memories of his past flashed through his mind. Sights, sounds and smells all came flooding back to him of a time from not long ago.

"Gordon, say something," Rainbow said as she moved over to him, resting a hand on his shoulder.

Gordon blinked at the sudden contact and came back to his senses. Looking directly at Rainbow, the way she looked, the way she smelled; all reminded him of her.

"It's.....not something I want to talk about," he said, his voice almost breaking.

Rainbow moved in a little closer putting both arms around him, "Are you going to be OK?"

"I'll be fine," he replied wiping away the tear, "Come on, let's get to bed. We need to be up later."

Gordon forgo the shower and, after getting changed into a pair of pyjama bottoms, got into bed with Rainbow. After blowing the candles out Gordon made himself comfortable and soon felt Rainbow resting her head on his bare chest. He tentatively placed a hand on her waist, the sudden contact causing her wings to shudder and tighten her grip on Gordon.

Rainbow wasted no time in getting to sleep and was snoring softly. Gordon thought it quite a cute sight, a rough and tough Pegasus mare snuggled up to him under the bedsheets. Not that he could blame her considering how the weather had turned out in the last hour or so. Gordon looked out of the window at the dark clouds and saw buckets of rain being lashed against the window by a fierce howling wind.

Glad I'm not out there anymore.

"How do I look?"

Gordon looked towards the bedroom doorway where Rainbow was standing. She was wearing another of Rarity's dresses though this one was much shorter than the one she wore last night. This dress went to her mid-thighs and was again silver in colour. Her hair was again was tied up into a bun and her diamond earrings sparkled in the sunlight.

"You look great."

Rainbow's cheeks reddened and she gave out a nervous laugh, "Thanks, you don't look too bad yourself. Are they the clothes Rarity made for you?"

"Yeah, they fit really well. Anyway, shall we get going? I'm speaking to Celestia later."

"What are you talking to her about?"

"About the first humans that arrived. There's a few things I want answers to."

"Let us know how it goes OK?"

"Sure."

Breakfast went by without incident and the other girls seemed unaware of Gordon and Rainbow sleeping together. They'd find out eventually though. Gordon was outside Celestia's private study, feeling a little apprehensive about the meeting. He had no idea what he would hear but got the feeling he wouldn't like it.

Gordon firmly knocked on the large reinforced door.

"Come in."

Gordon went inside and inside the fairly large room was Celestia sat at a large mahogany desk piled high with paperwork. Looking around the room, complete with mahogany furniture, and saw in the corner next to an open window a brightly coloured bird.

Walking closer to the bird, his eyes widened and jaw fell, "Is that a phoenix?"

Celestia smiled, "Yes. Do they not exist in your world?"

"Only in mythology. My dad had a fascination with phoenix's and he did several paintings of them before he died. The last one he did I've got in my bedroom.......Philomena he called her."

The phoenix in front of him chirped and flapped its wings.

"What's wrong with her?" Gordon asked.

Celestia walked over to the cage and let the phoenix out, "Gordon, allow me to introduce you to Philomena."

Philomena flew up into the air slightly and Gordon held his arm out. Philomena landed on his arm, which surprisingly didn't hurt, and leaned closer to Gordon. A few seconds of silence passed before Philomena squealed in delight.

"What are you so happy about?" Gordon asked her.

Philomena squealed something in response.

"If you say so," replied Gordon.

Philomena flew back into the air and rested on Gordon's shoulder.

"I think she likes you."

"It would seem so," replied Gordon, "Anyway, shall we get to business."

"Yes, I can't promise to have all the answers but I'll answer the best I can."

Gordon followed Celestia back to her desk and sat down opposite her, Philomena still perched on his shoulder.

"So, what would you like to know?" Celestia inquired.

"I suppose the first thing is what happened to the first humans?"

"Several years after the arrival of the first humans, a mysterious illness swept Equestria. Unfortunately, only one species was affected."

"Humans."

Celestia nodded, "We were unable to find a cure and unfortunately all humans succumbed to the illness."

"A little convenient. That still doesn't explain your hostility towards humans though."

"A few years after their arrival, the humans' demands grew more and more, and when they couldn't get what they wanted some took to violence to get their way. The humans killed many of my subjects, mares were raped and burnt alive, stallions castrated, some children were even-"

"OK! You don't need to give such.....horrid details," Gordon said wincing, "What happened after their attacks?"

"All who took part were punished for their crimes with life imprisonment. The humans who did not take part in the attacks were permitted to carry on with their lives albeit under close observation."

Gordon looked hard at Celestia. Her perfect poker face made it extremely difficult to gauge whether she was being truthful or not. Life imprisonment would be a justifiable punishment for the crimes stated but his gut feeling told him there was more to this.

"How many humans were imprisoned?"

"I cannot recall the exact figure but I believe it was between 40-50."

"And about the illness, how many humans died?"

"Again I do not know the exact number, but it was around 1500 I believe."

"What did the illness do to humans?"

"Symptoms included nausea, vomiting, spontaneous bleeding, bloody diarrhoea, sloughing of skin, mane loss, severe fatigue and mouth ulcers."

"Sounds like radiation poisoning."

Gordon noticed that, for a split second, Celestia's eyes flinched.

"If you say so. I am unfamiliar with the term."

She's holding herself firm again. She does this every time she wants to hide something.

"Do you know what caused the illness?"

A few seconds of silence followed as Celestia looked down at her desk averting Gordon's gaze, "No. I do not."

Bull. Shit. If she didn't know she wouldn't have taken several seconds to answer.

"What about the humans you had incarcerated?"

"They too succumbed to the illness."

"Did....did any of the humans form relationships with your subjects, or have children?" he asked, dreading an uncomfortable answer.

"Some did form relationships, but no children were born that were offspring of ponies and humans. I would have known if there was."

"I'm relieved to hear no children were born. Had there been and they too died because of that illness.........well, it's not something I would wish on anyone."

"No.......neither would I."

It might have just been Gordon but he swore he could hear remorse in her voice. He guessed that she knew far more than she let on and was either consciously or subconsciously withholding information. But if that's what she has to do to sleep on a night he didn't blame her. It takes one to know one after all.

"What happened to all the human artefacts that would have been left behind?"

"Most were destroyed by ponies after the attacks but I assume some artefacts survived, but where they are I do not know."

"Where did the humans settle down?"

"They founded a new settlement with some Earth Ponies. That same settlement is now a thriving city that specialises in lumber and carpentry."

"What's it called?"

"Trottingham."

"Trottingham? There's a city in my homeland called Nottingham."

A bright smile immediately adorned Celestia's face, "Yes I remember now. The humans suggested the name of where they originated and the Earth ponies, liking the name, agreed. However after the attacks they changed it to Trottingham, most likely to prevent putting off potential travellers and merchants."

"Makes sense, Nottingham is probably most famously known for an English folk hero called Robin Hood."

"Robin Hood?" Celestia repeated in surprise, "I've heard that name. An outlaw wasn't he?"

"Yes or no depending on your point of view. Whether he actually existed or not is still debated but most plays of him depict him as a contemporary and supporter of Richard the Lionheart, who was King Richard I of England. Robin was driven to outlawry during the misrule of Richard's brother, John, while Richard was away at the Third Crusade."

"Crusades? They sound familiar also. Did these Crusaders by chance wear chain-mail armour and white tunics with a red cross."

"Christian crusaders from England did. The red cross on a white background of the national flag of England, the St George Cross. It would explain why some attempted to force their faith onto others. Back then, especially during the Crusades, religion was an extremely serious matter and invaders would impose their religion to the locals. By force if necessary. Things were....quite hectic then."

"That is what happened here. Most of the humans accepted we did not share their views and accepted that, but others refused and took it upon themselves to change things. At first things were rather benign but they grew more violent the more they were resisted."

"Didn't the other humans try to stop them?"

"Some wished to, but most of those who resorted to violence were trained soldiers whilst those who accepted our views were just civilians."

"Don't bring your fists to a knife fight."

"Exactly."

Celestia's ears twitched as there was a knock at the door.

"You may enter," Celestia said softly.

The door opened and in walked one of her Solar Guard stallions, "Apologies ma'am, but your presence is required in the Throne Room."

"Very well, I shall be there shortly."

The guard bowed and left the room.

"Apologies Gordon but I must cut this meeting short."

"No problem Princess, when Duty calls you've got to answer it."

"Indeed. In the meantime, try not enjoy yourself too much at the Derby today."

"I'll try not to," Gordon replied laughing, "What about Philomena?"

Celestia looked at her lifelong pet and smiled, "Why not take her with you?"

"Are you sure?" he asked looking at the phoenix.

"I'm certain, would you like that Philomena?"

A squeal of delight and outstretched wings were all Celestia needed, "Then it's settled. Philomena will join you today."

"OK, in that case I'll see you later."

"Farewell Gordon," she said before turning to Philomena, "And you behave yourself young lady."

Philomena squealed again.

"I'm glad to hear it," Celestia replied.

Gordon and Rainbow (and Philomena), accompanied by Star Cross, made their way to the area for the Wonderbolt Derby. Gordon, like the night before held Rainbow's arm as they passed the spectators towards the VIP area.

Some of the spectators watched as they went by, whispering amongst themselves at the sight of a human. Pretty much all of Canterlot had heard of Gordon by now and were in awe at the sight of a human. Most comments were relatively benign but others were less than welcoming.

Gordon and Rainbow reached a roped off stairwell that was blocked off by a security guard.

The guard looked at the Gordon and spoke up, "Captain Gresley, his Lordship is waiting for you up the stairs."

The guard stood aside and removed the rope, allowing Gordon and the others to pass. The three of them went up the steps and when they reached the top, saw a small group of well-dressed ponies mingling amongst themselves. The stallions all wore suits and top hats while the mares all had extravagant dresses and equally fancy hats.

It's like being at Royal Ascot, thought Gordon.

For reasons he would never understand, Gordon saw them all talking with their eyes closed.

"Ah, there you are young chap."

Fancy appeared from the group and approached Gordon, extending his hand which Gordon firmly shook, "Glad you could make it young fellow. Taking care of Philomena I see."

"Likewise your Grace and yeah, she's took a liking to me." Gordon said politely as he turned his head to his shoulder passenger.

Fancy turned to Rainbow, "Miss Dash, you look splendid."

Rainbow felt herself heat up at the compliment, "Thanks. I don't usually dress like this though."

"Why ever not? A beautiful mare such as yourself looks very becoming in a dress."

"I agree, " Gordon added, "You should definitely wear dresses more often. I'm sure Rarity would gladly make them for you."

"And you."

"What?"

"Nothing," she replied innocently as Gordon squinted at her.

There was a moment of silence before Fancy spoke up again.

"Captain, allow me to introduce you to my associates."

Fancy led Gordon and Rainbow over to the other nobles who looked at Gordon with a veneer of superiority. Some of them Gordon recognised from the Garden Party the night before, though he didn't speak to them. He heard some of them commenting on Celestia's phoenix resting on his shoulder.

"My fellow Lords and Ladies, allow me to introduce you all to Captain Gordon Gresley."

Gordon stepped forward, "Lords, Ladies, a pleasure to meet you."

"Captain Gresley?" asked one of the nobles.

"Yes, before I came here I was once an officer in the British Army."

Murmurs of approval could be heard as the nobles all looked and talked amongst themselves, seemingly pleased with Gordon's status as a distinguished individual.

"Of which part of your army where you assigned?"

"I was in 1st Battalion Grenadier Guards, an Infantry Division. When deployed on combat tours I would see front line action in contrast to my duties when based back home when my duties where more ceremonial."

"What kind of ceremonial duties?"

"Primarily being posted around Buckingham Palace, the main residence of Queen Elizabeth II."

The nobles went wide eyed in astonishment, "You were a guard of your monarch."

"In a way, I've even spoken to in person my Queen."

The nobles all suddenly contracted fish-mouth syndrome which brought out a chuckle from Fancy.

"Truly fascinating young chap, you'll have to tell us more sometime."

A klaxon sounded throughout the arena, "Ah it sounds like the derby is about to start. Let's go and take our seats, the derby will be starting soon."

The group followed Fancy as he led them to the seats. Front row seats with excellent, unobstructed views of the arena. Gordon looked towards the starts line and saw a group of Pegasi in blue and yellow suits, one of them with a familiar fiery mane.

"Who's the most likely to win?" asked Gordon turning to Rainbow.

"Fleetfoot," she replied without hesitation.

"What about Spitfire?"

"She's fast but not quite as fast as Fleetfoot."

"Do you want to bet on it?"

"Sure. Loser has to do anything, within reason, the winner says."

"Fair enough."

"Racers, take your positions!" came the booming voice of the PA.

The Wonderbolt racers took their positions and readied themselves for the start.

"Ready....set.....GO!"

In the blink of an eye the racers set off faster than Usain Bolt and sky rocketed around the oval course, wings flapping furiously as each racer tried to get the lead position.

"Do you have anything like this in your world young chap?"

"Yes, most races are played on the ground on specially designed race tracks. We call it motor sport and there's many different forms of it. The most popular and famous of which is Formula 1 where the cars, what the racers use to compete, can reach speeds of up to 200 miles per hour. There also air races where highly skilled pilots race through checkpoints in the fastest time possible. And the same with water sports."

"It sounds like humans are the competitive type."

"That's one way of putting it."

"Did you ever play sport yourself?"

"I played Rugby whilst I was in the army and occasionally played Snooker."

"You'll have to tell me more sometime."

"Definitely."

They turned their attention back to the race and, unfortunately for Gordon, Fleetfoot was winning.

Damn it Spitfire, come on! I can't afford to lose to Rainbow!

The Wonderbolt's continued to race. Gordoon watched with increasing tension as Fleetfoot continued to lead. Though Spitfire closed the gap it proved to be futile as they came into the final furlong. Fleetfoot had come out of the corner faster than Spitfire and her lead increased once again. Fleetfoot thundered over the finishing line followed by Spitfire two seconds later.

"And it's Fleetfoot who wins the Royal Canterlot Derby! This is her 5th victory in this most prestigious of races!

A huge cheer erupted throughout the stands as the crowd went wild. Gordon sighed and turned to Rainbow, who had a shit eating grin on her face.

Gordon was about to speak before Rainbow cut him off.

"Just so you know........Rarity has your measurements."

Gordon put on his best standing-to-attention face.

I am so screwed.

After the race had finished Fancy led Gordon and Co to another VIP section, Philomena had flown off back in the direction of the castle much to Gordon's displeasure. He got accustomed to her but it's not like he could stop her flying away. The restaurant they were going to was high up with a panoramic view of Canterlot that had a full carvery on offer.

And gravy.

You can't leave out gravy.

Also in attendance were the Wonderbolts and Twilight and Co, each group sat at adjoining tables.

"I'll leave you young ones to join your friends. Don't hesitate to find me if you need me though."

"Will do."

Fancy left Gordon and Rainbow to join his fellow nobles. As Gordon and Rainbow approached the table with Twilight, Spike and the girls.

"Hi Rainbow, hi Gordon," Twilight said, "Are you joining us? We saved seats for you."

"Sure," Gordon replied as Spitfire came into his vision, "Just a sec though."

He walked over to her, attracting the looks of the other Wonderbolts, "Hey Spitfire."

She looked up, "Hey Gordon. What brings you here?"

"Just thought I'd see you, how's your sister doing?"

"She's feeling a little better," she said sighing tiredly, "It would have been a lot worse had it not been for you."

"I did what was necessary, nothing more," he replied waving a hand dismissively.

"Are you sure, from what I heard it sounded like you beat the snot out of those arseholes."

Gordon looked to the sound of the voice and saw a blue maned stallion with a light blue fur, wearing the same blue and yellow spandex jumpsuit as the others.

"Gordon, meet Soarin. These others here are Misty Fly, Blaze, Rapid Fire, Surprise, Fire Streak and Fleetfoot."

"Fleetfoot? The one who won?"

"Yep. What did you think of the race?"

"It was good. I did bet on Spitfire winning though."

"It sounds like you've another admirer Spits," Fleetfoot said smirking.

"What! I don't-"

"Easy Gordon, we're just kidding. What did you bet?"

"Loser had to do what the winner wants."

"Who did you lose to?"

"Rainbow Dash."

The eyes of the Wonderbolts lit up like lightning.

"We've heard of her. She's a good flyer from what we've been told," Spitfire said taking a sip of wine.

"Future Wonderbolt?"

"Maybe. Speaking of the Wonderbolts, would you like a tour of our academy?"

"Sure. Where is it?"

"Near Cloudsdale."

Gordon paused for a moment as a potential problem arose, "Would this by any chance be in the sky? It's just that the name and all the other crazy things in this world make it a real possibility."

"Yeah," she replied looking a little concerned, "Can you not walk on clouds?"

Gordon blinked, "No."

"Ah, well we'll have to think of something."

A bell rang out through the room indicating the food was ready. An all you can eat carvery is as about as good as it gets and Gordon has had plenty of hem in his time.

"Sounds like dinner's ready. We'll have to talk again sometime," Spitfire said as she and the others stood up to go and get their food.

"Definitely, not sure when though."

"We'll arrange something when we've got some spare time."

"Sure, I'll look forward to it."

"Well until then, we'll see you later."

"See you later."

Spitfire went off to join her colleagues while Gordon rejoined Rainbow and Co. They were talking amongst themselves, one conversation in particular was between Rarity and Rainbow Dash.

"Darling, how are you? Rainbow here was just telling me what she thought of the derby and of Fleetfoot's victory."

Gordon looked away from Rarity's smirk and towards Rainbow's shit eating grin.

"I'm guessing she was pleased with the victor?" he asked with a nervous laugh.

"Absolutely," replied Rarity, "She has even commissioned me to produce an outfit for a unique individual that is sure to raise eyebrows."

Gordon went ashen faced.

"But enough of us," Rarity continued, "Let's go and get some food before it's all gone."

"Sure," Gordon squeaked out.

A few minutes later Gordon and the gang were sat back at the table with plates filled with food ready to have their dinner. Rainbow immediately sat down next to Gordon as soon as he took his seat, covertly nudging her chair closer to him.

"You OK Rainbow?"

"Sure, what about you?"

"Never better. Though I wish the steak wasn't rare though."

"I hear you, you'd think nopony liked it any other way. How do you like yours?"

"Well done."

Rainbow looked at Gordon for a couple of seconds with a blank expression before is slowly morphed into a huge grin. In an instant she lunged forward and wrapped her arms around Gordon in a tight hug.

"I think I love you!"

Gordon's face went as red as his undercooked steak. A few ponies were from around the room were looking at Rainbow hugging Gordon in bewilderment. Nopony said anything out loud and Rainbow soon realised everypony was looking at her. She sheepishly let go of Gordon and sat back down, a light blush on her face.

Laughing nervously she began to speak, "Heh, when I said that I meant in regards to you liking your steak well done. Not....you know....."

A still blushing Gordon nodded vigorously, "Yeah, yeah I understand. We're a rare breed, those of us who like steak well done. Your reaction is perfectly reasonable."

"Surely you must be joking?"

Rainbow and Gordon looked to the source of the voice.

"Twilight?" Gordon said, "Something wrong?"

"How could you like steak well done? It is universally accepted that steak is at its best when rare. Cooking it until it's well done ruins the flavour and gives the steak all the texture of a worn shoe."

Gordon and Rainbow looked at each other before looking back to Twilight.

"But that's how we like it," Rainbow replied.

"Besides," Gordon continued, "How can anyone eat it rare? It's so red the steak is almost still alive.....and increases the risk of food poisoning."

"He's right Twi," Rainbow added.

"Of course I am, now less talking and more eating."

"Hear hear," replied Rainbow high fiving Gordon.

The group talked during dinner, the others joining Twilight in her view on how steak should be cooked and eaten. It didn't change the views of Gordon and Rainbow though. They both agreed they would stand defiant and defend their views on well done steak. As dinner went on the group chatted amongst themselves. Gordon's actions the night before again being a topic of discussion. Whilst Rarity admired such a display of chivalry, Gordon noted Twilight looking a little pensive.

As he retold the events he noted, due to her wincing when he mentioned his finishing kick, she was clearly put off by the violence he used. He had no idea exactly what she was thinking but he guessed she might not understand that sometimes violent acts, as unpleasant as they may be, are sometimes necessary.

Fluttershy was, unsurprisingly, quiet also. More so than usual, something that hadn't escaped the attention of her life long friend.

"Flutters, you OK?" asked Rainbow.

"I'm OK," she replied quietly, "I was just wondering were you went last night."

Rainbow's eyes went to pinpricks, "What do you mean?"

"Well I saw you leaving your room last night and I didn't hear you come back. I asked the some of the guards and they said you were last seen in the direction of Gordon's room."

Gordon, looking down at his plate, could feel the eyes of very interested mares bore into him. Slowly looking up, he saw the eyes of five mares and one dragon looking at him expectingly. Bracing himself, he gave them an answer.

"I may have...." he started.

"May have what, darling?" asked Rarity trying to hide her glee, already having put two and two together.

He looked at Rainbow who very slightly nodded her head.

"I may have slept with Rainbow."

All but Rarity and Rainbow went wide eyed.

"You slept with my friend?" Twilight asked mildly annoyed, "You've known her for only a few days and already you're bedding her."

"It's not like that Twi," Rainbow said quickly, trying to avert an argument, "I was already waiting for him and he didn't just 'jump in' so to speak. He was reluctant at first but changed his mind. All we did was sleep together, nothing more. Besides, it's 'my time' remember?"

Twilight sighed, "OK OK, it's just that.....it's nothing. It's fine."

The others looked at each other unconvinced.

"You felt I would take advantage of her?"

Twilight looked to Gordon, and nodded meekly.

"Twilight, I know how humans are portrayed in your history books but I assure you I would never do that."

"OK. I believe you."

"Thanks Twilight."

Though Gordon was pleased the matter was settled, he couldn't help but feel that she was just saying it to avoid an argument in front of a large group of ponies. She didn't strike him as the type to believe something without hard facts and evidence to back it up.

Unless Celestia says something is so.

In which case Twilight would believe it without question.

Dinner had finished and waiters were clearing the plates away with most of the nobles leaving. Few of them showed interest in Gordon, some of them having met him the night before, not that it bothered him.

"Where we headed to now?" asked Gordon.

"Back to the castle first, then catch an evening train back to Ponyville," Twilight replied.

They made their way towards the door where they saw Fancy seeing everyone out, thanking them for attending his dinner. Soon, Gordon and Co were the ones being seen out.

"Gentlecolts, ladies how was dinner?"

Rarity was the one to answer, "It was simply divine Lord Fancypants, thank you for inviting us."

"No problem at all my dear," he replied before turning to Gordon, "And thank you young chap. It's been a pleasure making your acquaintance. I do hope we meet again in the future."

"Likewise your grace."

"I must say though, you two make a fine young couple."

"Myself and Rainbow?" Gordon asked looking between her and Fancy.

"Indeed."

"We're not dating," Gordon said, his face a little red.

"Really? Remember I was your age once young stallion."

Rainbow and Gordon looked at each other awkwardly.

"But no matter, I'm just an old stallion. I do hope you all enjoyed yourselves though."

Fancy bid them all farewell and the group promptly left, making their way back to the castle. Star Cross had rejoined them having joined some fellow thestrals during dinner. Rainbow and Gordon walked side by side, Rainbow once again hooking her arm around Gordon's.

The trip back to the castle was uneventful.

Back at the castle Gordon had packed away his Full Dress Uniform in a dust jacket provided by Rarity, and was making his way downstairs to meet the girls for the trip back to Ponyville. All the girls, Spike and the Princesses were waiting for him at the foot of the stairs, right in front of the main castle entrance. The girls were still wearing the dresses they had worn all day, not that it bothered Gordon.

"Girls, Spike."

They turned around but Rainbow went one further and gave him a gentle hug. Though slightly surprised, he returned it. Looking at Spike and the other girls he noticed that all but Twilight had a smile on their face. Twilight was frowning slightly leading Gordon to believe she was still sceptical despite their discussion earlier.

Looking at Luna he saw she too was smiling, seemingly unperturbed by the affection. Celestia though, was different. Though she has her poker face on view, Gordon's gut feeling told him she was anything but happy with him.

"Gordon, may I speak to you a moment, alone?" she asked, not so much as a question but a hidden order.

"Sure."

Gordon followed Celestia to the throne room, which was empty, and waited for her to speak.

He wasn't waiting long.

"Gordon, would you mind explaining why Rainbow Dash was in your bedroom last night?"

"She was there when I got in."

"You haven't answered my question."

Gordon sighed, "I'm guessing it has something to do with her being in heat, and over the last few days she has shown a bit of an interest in me."

"I do not object with her showing an interest in you, that is her right. What I do object to is you sleeping with her so soon and in my castle."

Celestia's voice was hard and firm, reminiscent of his CO's back in his army days.

"Princess, I did initially refuse to sleep with her, pointing out we've only known each other a few days but Rainbow was insistent. Given her being in heat, which the other girls warned me about, and a few personal reasons I just decided to go with it. Also I was extremely tired and all we did was sleep together, nothing more."

Celestia hard gaze didn't waver, "What kind of 'personal reasons'?"

"That's my business not yours."

"It is my business when you're sleeping with my subjects in my castle!"

"Not this. My personal reasons are precisely that, personal. Stay out of such matters as they do not concern you."

Celestia was growing more agitated by the second, clenching her knuckles and mane flowing more rapidly.

"Gordon, I will ask you one last time. Tell me your personal reasons for sleeping with my subject."

"No."

Gordon turned around began to leave. As he did he felt the temperature in the room rise. He felt himself enveloped in magic and forcefully turned back around and pulled eye level with Celestia.

"I DID NOT GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO LEAVE! I ORDER YOU TO ANSWER MY QUESTION!"

As an army veteran, being yelled at was water off a duck's arse to him and as such he did not flinch at the Thu'um like power in her voice. Before he could answer, the throne room doors burst open.

"TIA, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

Celestia looked over Gordon's shoulder and saw her sister, the Elements, Star Cross and Spike. All of which were shocked once again at seeing Celestia behave in such an uncharacteristic manner. Celestia, coming back to her senses calmed down and lowered Gordon to the floor.

"Gordon."

Gordon turned around to find Luna behind him.

"You should head back Gordon, the train leaves soon."

Gordon simply nodded and left with the girls. As curious as they were as to what just transpired they were smart enough to know there's a time and place for such questions and then was not it. They could wait until they were on the train.

After seeing them leave, Luna turned to Celestia.

"Would you care to explain sister?"

"I demanded to know why Gordon slept with Rainbow Dash last night. When he stated 'personal reasons' were involved I demanded to know why. He refused to answer so I-"

"He refused to answer a personal question so you resorted to violence to extract an answer. That is unlike you to behave in such a manner Tia."

"It's ironic isn't it, that I act towards him in the manner I accused him of being. Violent and aggressive."

"You said he slept with Rainbow Dash?"

"Yes."

"How did you know?"

"One of my guards spotted her sneaking into his room, which has only one bed. The maids also informed me her bed had not been slept in so it doesn't require great intellect to connect the dots."

"Maybe not, but Rainbow Dash is a grown mare and he a grown stallion. They are both old enough to make informed choices on such manners and besides, would you not prefer to see them together as friends rather than enemies?"

"I suppose you're right," Celestia replied sighing. She sat down on her throne and began slowly twiddling her fingers, looking at the ground lost in thought.

"Tia, are you OK?"

"Yes Lulu, why do you ask?"

"You seem pensive again."

"I sensed that feeling of familiarity again with Gordon."

"You are still unsure as to why?"

"Yes. I know there's something but what, I cannot say. Also, Philomena took a liking to him. She spent the morning with him before flying back here."

"Unusual, given how selective Philomena is with whom she warms up to. Perhaps looking through some history from the humans' first arrival may shed some light."

"Perhaps," Celestia replied sitting up straight, "I think I may go to the library now. Do you think you could sit through court for me later?"

"Of course."

"Thank you Lulu."

"You're welcome Tia."

Celestia got up and made her way out of the throne room towards the library as Luna sat down on the throne. Like Celestia, Luna also had senses of familiarity with Gordon but as to why she was just as clueless as her sister.

CANTERLOT CENTRAL TRAIN STATION

Gordon and co boarded the train and found a couple of tables and sat down, all eager to find out what transpired between Gordon and Celestia.

"I suppose now's as good time as any to start explaining," Gordon said.

Everyone nodded.

"Celestia wanted to know why I slept with Rainbow last night. I mentioned it was partly due to her heat and partly due to personal reasons. She wanted to know what my personal reasons were and I refused to tell her. So she decided to yell at me and demand I tell her. I'm grateful you lot burst in when you did, had you not I could well be a bloody smear on the wall by now."

Everyone grimaced at that image.

"I doubt the Princess would go that far," Twilight replied.

"Are you sure about that, recall my first encounter with her."

"Touche. But why didn't you just answer?"

"Why should I? My reasons were personal and she should respect that."

"Maybe, but considering how history portrays humans can you blame her for wanting to know?"

"And who do you think wrote those history books? Or at least checked them to make sure they fit her narrative?"

"Are you suggesting Princess Celestia cherry picks what she wants in history books to portray what she wants ponies to think?"

"Yes."

"Why do you think that?"

"History is written by the victor."

"Is that how your history books are written?"

"Pretty much."

"Look," Twilight said rubbing her forehead, "I know you think little of Princess Celestia, but I promise you she only does what she believes is right for Equestria."

"That's part of what troubles me. What she believes may be right may actually be detrimental to the nation and with her as absolute ruler, her word is law with no-one to stop her."

"Let's......let's just talk about something else," Twilight replied, deflated. It hurt her a lot to hear someone imply Celestia is tantamount to a dictator with no concern for her subjects.

"Sure, anything in particular?"

"How about telling us a bit more about your world?" suggested Rarity.

"OK, what do you want to know?"

Forty minutes later the train arrived at Ponyville. Gordon and Co disembarked and headed towards Gordon's place for another film night. On the way back the topic of library's came up. Twilight didn't believe Gordon when he told her the British National Library had 14 million books though reassurance from Applejack that she felt he was being truthful convinced her.

They got back to Gordon's house just as the sun was setting, with everypony already gone home which would explain the empty town. They went inside and were greeted by the all to familiar sound of gaming anger.

"YOU BLITHERING HALF-WIT! HOW COULD YOU MISS IT?! THE GOAL WAS THREE FEET IN FRONT OF YOU!"

"Having fun?" Gordon asked.

Nightlock and Photon almost jumped in fright. They turned around and saw their tenure as Master's of the House was over.

"We were just....playing," Photon answered, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Yeah, we heard," he replied. Photo and Nightlock looked at each other slightly embarrassed.

"Has there been any problems while we've been away?" asked Star Cross as she approached her brother.

"None at all."

"Good."

"If you finish your game I'll put another film on," Gordon said heading to the kitchen.

"What are you picking tonight?" asked Twilight.

"I think I'll pick......Apollo 13."

"Won't we have to watch the first 12 first?" she asked understandably confused.

"No, Apollo 13 is the name of the mission the film is based on. The film being based on true events."

"What events?"

"You'll have to watch it to find out."

Everyone in the room was watching with baited breath as the launch was approaching. Even though Gordon had seen this film dozens of times he never got tired of it. This was Gordon's favourite part of the film.

"We are go for launch."

"T minus fifteen, fourteen, thirteen, twelve, eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, ignition sequence start, three, two, one. IGNITION."

"The clock is running!"

"WE HAVE LIFT OFF!"

The beautiful orchestral came to life through the surround sound speakers, giving the feeling they were actually part of the scene instead of just watching it. Whilst Gordon explained what they saw were just special effects, the launches were very real and he had footage of the actual launch of Apollo 13.

Rainbow was once again sat with Gordon in his chair, with the excuse there wasn't anywhere else left to sit apart from the floor.

Not that it bothered him. He was beginning to enjoy getting close to her.

The film finished and well received by everyone. Twilight mentioned that Luna might take an interest in it given the nature of the film. It was getting late and everypony needed to get home for the night. Most had work to do in the morning and needed their rest. Gordon didn't know what he would be doing apart from maybe having a look around town and try to improve relations with the locals.

As everypony left, Rainbow called over to him.

"Gordon, can I talk to you for a sec? In private?"

"The last time someone asked that it nearly ended badly for me."

Rainbow laughed a little,"I promise I won't yell."

"OK, let's go into the conservatory."

The two walked into the conservatory and Gordon closed the door, giving them their privacy.

"What did you want to talk about?"

"It's about when we slept together."

"What about it?"

"When you were sleeping, I could here you talking."

"What....what was I saying?"

"I couldn't make out much but you kept saying you were sorry to somepony called Michelle."

Gordon, once again drifted off into space. He felt the same way he did earlier just before he slept with Rainbow. A time of not too long ago when things were......different.

"Gordon, are you OK?" Rainbow asked with concern, gently holding him.

Gordon looked into Rainbow's eyes and felt an influx of conflicting emotions. Guilt, loss, sadness, happiness, belonging.

"Yeah....yeah I'm fine."

"Are you sure? You drifted off again."

"Honestly Rainbow, I'm fine," Gordon replied, gently holding Rainbow's hands.

"OK."

Silence reigned for a few seconds as Gordon continued to gently hold Rainbow's hands in front of him.

"Who's Michelle?"

Gordon didn't immediately answer.

"She was.....someone I knew once."

For all her brashness and arrogance, Rainbow wasn't completely insensitive. She knew when to leave well enough alone and back off.

"Goodnight Gordon, I'll see you tomorrow."

Rainbow gently hugged Gordon for a few seconds which Gordon returned, enjoying the sensation he's not felt in years.

"Goodnight Rainbow."

Rainbow left through the outside conservatory door and flew back to her cloud house, leaving Gordon alone with Shining, Photon, Star Cross and Nightlock. After bidding them goodnight he headed off to bed. After getting changed he sat on the side of his bed and opened his bedside drawer. He pulled out a framed photo of himself in his younger days and an equally young woman, along with two pieces of gold jewellery.

Specifically, two rings.

A tear rolled down his cheek as old memories came flooding back.

"I do," he whispered to himself.