The loud clanging of hooves on metal caused Princess Luna to turn to see who was coming out of the helicopter parked behind her, the small fire to her front giving just enough light for her to see that it was Twilight Sparkle; stretching as she walked down the large loading ramp of the aircraft.

It had been 12 hours since the rescue op had departed from Canterlot's Aerodrome, and it was still about 2 hours till sunrise. The two V-24s, one of which had Twilight, Luna and Cloud Drop aboard, had taken a different flight path than the smaller SN-32s, since the latter aircraft needed to follow the standard path of refueling stations up to Stalliongrad. Currently, the pair of helicopters were landed in a large, level field near the Stalliongradian border to allow both the crews and aircraft some time to rest overnight. Luna, being nocturnal, had been the only one up thus far, but it appeared her making a fire had awoken Twilight.

"Good morning," Luna spoke softly to the young Alicorn as she stepped to Luna's side.

"Glad to see you've made a f-fire... even with all t-these clothes I'm f-f-freezing." Twilight chattered in response.

"Have you considered either sleeping in your heavy clothes or putting them in your sleeping bag with you?"

Twilight looked into the fire blankly for a moment.

"No, but t-that's a wonderful idea. Have you m-made any coffee or f-food yet?"

Both a metal cup and steaming kettle were levitated to Twilight, the objects surrounded by Luna's magic.

"T-Thanks."

The two fell silent as Twilight sat herself down beside Princess Luna on one of the four snow and ice covered logs that had been arranged around the campfire site as a form of seating. Twilight took a light sip of the hot brew she had been given, gagging at its bitter taste.

"Eugh... you drink coffee black?"

"Of course! That is the only way I know coffee. In my time we had no cream." Luna spoke, bringing her own cup to her lips.

"Did we bring cream or sugar?" Asked Twilight as she looked over her shoulder into the helicopter.

"Yes. There is an open box atop one of the pallets inside, that is where you'll find your items."

Twilight stood up and shuffled her way back into the helicopter, leaving Luna to finish her cup of coffee by herself. Eventually, Twilight returned after adding cream and sugar to her coffee, standing closer to the fire as opposed to sitting back down beside Luna.

"Oh, hello friend." Luna spoke quietly.

"Hello, Luna."

"I was speaking to that fellow over there at the tree line."

Twilight snapped her head to the mentioned treeline, which was only a fair 20 meters away.

"Somepony's over there? I... I can't see anything..."

"I forget your eyes are not as attuned to the night as mine are. A wolf is looking at us."

"Should we be... uh... worried?"

"No, no, not at all. The wildlife around us is more afraid of us than we are of it. No lone wolf would be stupid enough to attack the two of us. If our lone friend did have comrades, I feel it unlikely they would attempt to attack." Luna explained, drawing her attention away from the treeline and back to the fire, which needed more fuel.

"Well, tell me if any more of them show up."

Luna chuckled, looking up at the still worried Twilight.

"This is your first time being in the wild, yes?"

"Well... I've been camping before... and, eh..." Twilight stopped short as she noticed Luna looking towards her with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes, this is basically the first time I've been in the wild." She admitted with defeat.

"You will learn to view the creatures of these woods around you with respect and not fear, which; mind you, are different despite what one might think. Seeing things through the lens of respect was one thing I felt kept me safe from the many creatures that roamed the nightly scapes of Equestria's lands those many years ago when I was still the Guardian of the Night." Spoke the Princess with a tone of reminiscence.

Twilight offered no response; letting the conversation between the two drop away as she returned to her cup of brew. The silence of the night was cut by the sound of a metal door sliding open and then promptly closing with an echoing, almost mechanical thud. Both Twilight and Luna looked over to the second helicopter to see that one of the crew members had exited from the helicopter and was shuffling towards them through the snow.

"Oh, good. I t-thought I'd have t-to make myself a f-f-fire." Spoke the crewman as he stood himself close to the flames.

"I hope we did not wake you, sir." Luna apologized.

"No, y-your Majesty, I got up on my own. The r-rest of my crew is still waking up. G-got any coffee brewing?"

"I can prepare more, yes. I assume you would like sugar and cream with your cup?"

"J-just sugar, please."

Luna turned her attention to adding more grounds and water to the brewing vessel, which was sitting on a flat rock near the fire to act as a stove.

"I assume you're the Pilot of the other aircraft?" Inquired Luna.

"Crew Chief, actually."

"Ah, I see."

Luna's attention was turned back to the coffee she had been preparing as she levitated the vessel from its place near the fire and opened the lid, steam rising from the opening in a thick column. With the coffee finished brewing, Luna floated a stamped metal cup over to the Crew Chief, who took the cup in his own magic and added 2 packets of sugar, swirling it around before taking a sip.

"Thanks a ton, your Majesty. It's so hard to start a day without this stuff, especially out here."

"Agreed."

A loud meowing sound was suddenly heard from the cabin of the first helicopter, followed by the tired voice of Cloud Drop. Princess Luna and the Crew Chief fell silent, the two looking into the aircraft to see what the commotion was. Barely visible was the figure of Cloud Drop as he began to pour a bowl of food for his kitten, who had tagged along for the ride in a proper carrier box. With his companion fed, Cloud Drop stepped out of the cabin while attempting to slip on a second, thicker coat than the one he currently wore with his boots and scarf.

"I h-hope you've got more of t-that coffee going." He chattered, walking over to the group and taking a standing position by the fire just as the Crew Chief of the adjacent aircraft had done earlier.

"How is your little friend doing? Cream or sugar?"
Luna asked with a smile, levitating a cup of brew over to the Admiral.

"None, thank you, and he's fine. Hungry, as usual, but he doesn't look cold or anything."

"You have a cat with you, sir?" Blankly asked the Crew Chief .

"A kitten, yes. I was originally thinking of finding someone to take care of him while we went on this journey of ours, but he tends to get sad whenever I'm gone... so I kind of had to bring him."

"If you don't mind me asking, sir, how did you get a kitten?"

"I found him... well, he found me, a while back when I was in Canterlot. I had gotten a few blocks down from Star Yield's home when I hear this little meow, and he was beneath a bench in the snow. He just kind of walked up to me, so I picked him up and took him back to the Castle with me."

"I never took you as the kind to have a pet, sir." Commented the Crew Chief, taking a sip of his coffee.

"Neither did I."

The group's chatter fell flat as everyone went back to trying to stay warm, Luna particularly enjoying the little moment of everyone sitting and having a cup of brew in the beautiful dawn. The sun had just begun to peek over the hills to south, the snow and ice of the landscape glimmering a deep orange. After a fair 15 minutes, the rest of the helicopter crew members and pilots had woken up and joined the group around the fire, and once everyone had gotten warmed up and had their brew, the crews went to work prepping the aircraft for takeoff, leaving the Princess, Twilight, and the Admiral to sit by the fire alone.

"So, when do we try and contact Celestia?"
Twilight asked.

"Once we have met with President Mikhail and organized more search teams with him, then we shall send our first letter." Responded Luna as she levitated one of the stamped metal coffee cups from its place near the fire, which was still burning with intensity.

"Can't you send letters to the President? Wouldn't that be much faster than us traveling there on our own?"

"No, I cannot. We three are the only ones to have access to the spell and associated paper. In hindsight, it seems it would be very beneficial if we were to give our allies access to this spell." Luna explained as she used the cup to scoop up some snow from the ground before herself.

"Is there any particular reason that spell isn't given to allies of Equestria?" Asked Twilight.

"Yes, quite a few. Celestia was always one to think very far into the future... there I go speaking as if she's still dead." Spoke Luna with a chuckle, shaking her head side to side.

"I've caught myself doing that." The Admiral added.

"Anyway... Celestia thinks far into the future with most of her decisions, one tends to do so with immortality, and she knew that minds changed and power moved often in the world of politics; she thought that it be best to keep the letter spell between herself and I so that in the event an ally who had been allowed to use the spell; for any reason, changed their mind and was no longer friendly they would not have access to our main means of communication. Celestia had also discovered there was a way to create a spell to counter a sent letter while it was in transit and a spell that would intercept the letter so that its contents may be read."

"If that's the case, why do I have access to the spell?" Twilight asked naively.

"You are much more than a political ally, Twilight. Much more."

The chat fell silent once more.

"I've been thinking about this, Luna; how are we going to get Celestia to come with us if she thinks you're the one that's been organizing this?"
Twilight asked after a moment.

Luna took a pause, tapping the coffee cup held in her hooves as she thought.

"You pose a question I have been pondering since the Admiral informed me of our plan... and I still cannot reliably answer you. All I can think to do is tell her the truth and hope she will believe us. She may not even need to believe us, if we can simply get her aboard this helicopter and take her to a hospital, she might see that we do not mean her any harm."

The conversation went quite for a moment as the three now thought of the question brought up by Twilight.

"Admiral, were you ever informed of my sister's exact condition? If not, what estimate would you place?"

"Her exact condition; no, no one but Celestia knows that because she killed the three assigned to 'deal' with her before Star Yield was ever able to get himself up there and inspect everything for himself... but he told me what he was able to piece together. She had been held for a full month, just a few short of 30 days, and during that time would have been constant three to four times a day torture from what I was told, and Star told me that the little concrete cell in the basement she was kept in had been absolutely covered in dried blood, and only a little bit of it was from the three stallions she had murdered. I know she can walk, but not without the help of a crutch; Star found her hoof prints leading away from the house, and every other print wasn't from a hoof, but some object. If I was to give a description... a broken leg, lots of stab and slash wounds, plenty of bruises, and broken bones in other places, but it may be worse than that."

Luna felt sick to her stomach hearing that such a thing had been done to her sister in her name.

"We're airborne in 3 minutes! Get aboard!" Called a crew member from the first helicopter, seconds after his call a loud bang pierced the silence of the forest as the helicopter's large radial engine began spooling up.

The three quickly stood from their log made seat, Luna levitating all of the coffee brewing materials from beside the fireplace and bringing them back into the aircraft with her. With everything packed back into the helicopter and everyone loaded up, the Crew Chief and Loading Specialist quickly paced through the aircraft, checking every single possible point of failure on the internal cargo's straps to ensure it wouldn't move unless they wanted it to.

Luna took her seat towards the rear of the aircraft where it was easily the noisiest, the radial engine being located right above her, while the Admiral and Twilight took their seats near the cockpit. Luna enjoyed watching the crew of her aircraft work, it was incredible how quickly and fluidly they worked, shouting orders over the noise of the engines and rotors that Luna couldn't understand even though she was sitting a mere meter from them as they worked.

"If you're gonna sit here, Luna; put on a headset!" The Crew Chief of the aircraft yelled as he levitated the mentioned headset down from its place in the raw workings of the helicopter above Luna.

With her fairly uncomfortable headset slipped on, the noise of the aircraft became a muffled rumble, and the routine chatter from the cockpit became the main sound filling her ears. Luna watched as the Crew Chief gave the 'ok' to his Loading Specialist, who upon getting the 'ok' shuffled his way past the internal cargo towards the front of the helicopter, disappearing behind the pallets of boxes and the large fuel bladder. The Crew Chief leaned himself against the wall of the aircraft across from Luna, putting his own headset on as he adjusted the loading ramp of the helicopter through a small control panel to a position to where it was level with the floor instead of at a slight angle.

"We're all good back here, everyone."
The Crew Chief spoke, looking out the rear of the aircraft.

"Copy that, we're outta here." Responded the female voice of the Pilot, who just so happened to be the same Pilot Princess Luna had spoken to when her helicopter had been involved in an accident 3 weeks prior.

The vibration of the helicopter changed as pitch was added to the rotors, the ground slowly getting further away as the machine lifted from the snowy earth below. After the aircraft's nose dipped to send it forward, Luna was able to see the full landscape beyond the rear of the aircraft, the morning sun blinding her as it began to peek over the hills beyond.

"Greff, do you know how much time is left until we reach Stalliongrad?" Luna asked, addressing the Crew Chief by his callsign as she looked over to him.

Greff was an interesting fellow by name and by character. She had fully acquainted herself with him at the beginning of the journey and had grown quite fond of the young Stallion in a short time.

"Give or take another 13 hours, depends on how fast Pushy up there can fly." Responded Greff, mentioning the Pilot by her nickname.

"I think I can get a few more kilometers per hour out of this bird if we shed some weight... if you catch my drift, Greff." Came the voice of Pushy.

"You know, he has left the door to the helicopter open a bit, and I am currently in the rear of the aircraft with our Crew Chief" Luna spoke, looking to Greff with a grin.

"If Greff had wings I'd actually consider having you push him out. Eh, well... we're only at 25 meters AGL currently, and there's snow below... I bet he'd live."

Luna chuckled, looking to the outside of the aircraft at the forest whooshing past.

"You forgot the heavy forestation below, Pushy." Informed Luna.

"Trees are soft enough."

"1-2, adjust your heading to 340." Spoke the male voice of the Co-Pilot, Sliver, who was currently speaking to the other aircraft (the intercom system allowed for communication within the aircraft, but wasn't able to hear incoming transmissions or make transmissions to the outside without the channel being changed manually).

"Yeah, 340. We're holding that for the next while, so once we get to altitude just kick on your leveler (referring to a newer feature of the V-24, an inertial autopilot that kept the aircraft flying straight without any input) and relax until we hit the next waypoint."

There was a pause.

"Last I checked, yes." Said Sliver, his comms with the other aircraft being odd to listen to without the other side of the story.

"Here, take the stick for a second. I'm thirsty." Spoke Pushy.

"Roger, I got the stick."

Luna looked to the front of the aircraft as Pushy made her way past the cargo and to one of the several secured boxes of food and water that had been taken from their pallet and set aside for easier access. Pushy shouted something to Greff, who had to take his headset off to hear her. Once getting her message, Greff pointed to the box closest to the wall, which was then opened by Pushy's magic and a small bottle of whiskey taken from its contents.

"Why does everyone drink whiskey?" Luna inquired to Greff once he had re-secured his headset.

"Pushy's the only one in the crew that does... so I dunno what you're talking about."

"Well... Admiral Cloud Drop, from what I can tell, drinks nothing but that repulsive liquid, so it always seems that drink is constantly in my sight."

"Ha! I constantly tell Pushy that whiskey is terrible tasting, and now I have the word of Equestria's ruler to prove my case! Pushy, you back on comms?"

"No."

"Good, I got news. Even Princess Luna agrees that whiskey tastes terrible!"

"I said I wasn't on comms."

"Too bad, because you heard what I said."

"Oh man, I hate not being on the comms!"

Greff's remarks fell silent as he gave Luna a look.

"Whiskey does not taste very good, Ms. Pushy." Informed Luna with a grin.

"Hey, Sliver, tell everyone in the tail I'm not on comms right now."

"Pushy isn't on comms, guys."

Luna laughed as she watched Greff press his hoof to his face. If there was one thing Luna had been grateful of thus far in the trip it was the fact she had been assigned to a fun crew. The concept of nicknames, or as she had heard them referred to as; callsigns, was a curiosity to Luna. Thus far, she did not know the real names of any crew members aboard her aircraft other than the 3 Pegasi search team riding with them, who; thus far, had kept to themselves for the most part.

"Greff, that door still open back there?" Came Sliver's voice over the intercom.

"Yep. Just enjoying the view."

"Take a look to our 12 o'clock."

Greff complied, taking a small step and craning his head out of the aircraft to see what Sliver had mentioned.

"That looks like a storm." Commented Greff once he had pulled himself back inside.

"Yeah; and it's big. Button up and lock down back there because we're gonna try to fly through it. We have no idea how strong it is; we're too far from either Stalliongrad's Capital or Canterlot ATC to have them give us a reading."

"Copy that; we're closing shop."

Luna watched as Greff reached up to the control panel near the loading ramp and hit a square button with a large white arrow pointing up to indicate it was to raise the ramp fully. He took his headset off and began double checking every strap on the internal cargo loads and securing the few boxes that had been allowed to stay loose for easy access during the flight. With everything secured, Greff moved to the nose of the aircraft and sat down in the seat beside the helicopter's right cargo door. Luna, feeling a little lonely, removed her headset and followed suit, the intense noise of the aircraft being quite shocking without her headset.

She took her seat in between Cloud Drop and Twilight, who were located on the right side of the aircraft; the search team and the Loading Specialist all sitting to the left. Luna instantly took notice that the Loading Specialist wasn't currently sitting in the seat beside the left loading door, and wasn't using his headset. She was quick to take advantage of the larger window and the opportunity to be able to speak with the aircraft's crew once more.

"Being inside these things without anything covering your ears sucks, doesn't it?" Greff commented over the intercom as he noticed Luna's change of seat.

"Indeed."

Greff stood up, stepping to the cockpit entrance to get a view out the front of the helicopter.

"You're really gonna have us fly through that?" He asked.

"We'll try. If things are gonna be too rough, we'll fly back out of it and land." Pushy responded.

"You know... that is a great picture... hold on a second."

Luna's eyes were drawn towards the underneath of Greff's seat as he levitated a small black bag with a shoulder strap from the darkness of the floor, the bag containing several lenses, spare film rolls, and a very expensive camera. With the camera taken from its place the bag and draped around Greff's neck via a lanyard, he took a step back from the door and raised the camera to his eye with his magic, turning the camera on its side.

"Pushy, Sliver, look back here and give me a smile."

The two Pilots complied, and after a second of adjusting things on the camera, there was a blinding flash.

"Perfect."

The Pilots turned back, and Greff went back to fiddling with his camera so that he may take more photos.

"Next time you have us pose with the flash on, remind me to put on my aviators." Commented Sliver.

"They'll cause too much glare. Besides, I wanna see those pretty blue eyes of yours, Sliver!" Poked Greff, a grin on his face as he sat back down, the camera still floating in his magic as he continued fiddling with the many analog nobs and switches.

"You always use monochrome film, you can't even tell my eyes are blue in the pictures."
Sliver added flatly.

"It's the thought that counts."

After a moment's more fiddling, Greff turned to the door beside him and slid open the large, roller mounted window to allow his camera to get an un-obstructed view of what lay ahead.

"Pushy, can I ask a favor?"

"Do you want me to turn the helicopter so you can get a better picture?"

"Y-yeah... turn the helicopter."

"1-2, ignore our movement. Adjusting to 320; Photography in progress." Said Sliver to inform the other aircraft, which Luna was finally able to see. It was flying parallel to them a good 50 meters away.

The world outside the aircraft rotated as the machine banked slightly, Luna seeing that the other aircraft was slowly getting further away after the helicopter had leveled out.

"Alright, I got the shot." Greff spoke as he brought the camera back inside and closed the window.

"Roger that, adjusting heading back to 340."

After a few maneuvers, the helicopter was back to where it had been previously in relation to the second aircraft of the flight. Luna leaned herself forward to look through the cockpit of the helicopter at the storm they were flying into.

"You are sure we will be safe flying into such conditions?" She asked, slight worry hanging on her voice.

"If you're worried about wind and snow crashing the helicopter; don't worry. If it's too severe, we'll simply turn around. It's funny, a few days ago I would have been worried about flying into snow after what happened to Celestia, but apparently, that whole thing was a lie." Pushy spoke, chuckling towards the end of her sentence.

"If the crash was faked, then why didn't Night Flight and Silver Wing survive?" Came the voice of Sliver, who had known both Aviators involved in the 'accident'.

"Because the crash was not faked, Sliver. The aircraft was struck by a bolt of energy that passed through the engine and the cockpit, which killed Night Flight instantly. The helicopter hit the ground, Celestia exited, and the wreckage exploded, killing Silver Wing."
Somberly explained Luna.

"Oh. I just don't understand why they had to die. It would have been easier if they had just landed the helicopter and taken Celestia."

"I asked the Admiral about that a while back, and he informed me the reason the decision to do what they did was to make everything as real as possible. Without the crash, and the actual bodies of the pilots, the New Order's idea was that too many would become suspicious."

"Princess Luna, promise me something." Sliver spoke, his voice holding a tone of anger.

"Yes?"

"When we finally bring this whole New Order thing to its knees, let me hit Professor Star Yield once right in the face before you remove that mind control spell."

Luna chuckled lightly.

"I wouldn't mind doing so myself. I suppose I can let such a thing happen. I still remember as if it were yesterday going to those houses and telling loved ones their partner was never to return home."

"That's why I'm staying single until I get out of the service." Came a remark from Pushy.

"I doubt that's the only reason." Added Greff snarkily.

"You're in no place to talk, Greff. I know you're still single for other reasons as well."

The conversation was cut off as the helicopter hit a bump in the air, rising then quickly dropping back down with a clunk. They had begun to enter the storm.

"Oh boy, here we go." Greff spoke, leaning to look out his window.

Luna's eye was caught by Twilight, she had her hoof waving in the air to draw attention to herself.

"Yes, Twilight?!" Yelled Princess Luna once she had taken off her headset.

"Why are we flying into that storm ahead?!"

"It is much faster if we go through it than if we were to wait! The Pilot has told me if it is too rough, we will turn around and wait for the storm to pass!"

Twilight looked out her window nervously.

"They're sure that's safe!?!"

"They know best!"

With that, Luna put her headset back on so she may resume talking with the crew.

"1-2, drop speed to 140 knots, I don't want to haul into this thing, over" Pushy spoke.

There was a pause.

"Wilco."

Luna felt the aircraft tilt back a bit in order to gain altitude. She assumed the other aircraft had suggested the altitude adjustment.

"What does 'Wilco' mean?" Asked Luna.

"It's short for 'will comply'. you'll notice a lot more things like that the more you listen to us when we actually talk with other aircraft."

Looking out the window, Luna was able to see snow whizzing by, the sky outside becoming darker as they traveled into the bank of deep gray clouds and thick snowfall.

"Getting nervous?" Greff asked, Luna turning to see him looking at her with a raised brow.

"Not particularly. I have confidence in our pilot's abilities."

"You're too sweet, Princess." Sliver's voice spoke.

As the aircraft went further into the storm, the air became more and more turbulent, shaking the helicopter about as if it weighed nothing. Luna's eyes were drawn to Twilight, who looked particularly terrified.

"Not holding up too well, Ms. Sparkle?!" Luna yelled after removing her headset.

"This is crazy, Luna! I don't understand why we would fly into a storm this bad!" Twilight returned with distraught.

"Is this your first time flying?!"

"Basically, yes! But that has nothing to do with the fact that we shouldn't be flying into this storm!"

Suddenly, the aircraft jumped what felt like 2 meters in the air and then promptly dropped back down with a thud, the drop being so great that everyone except for the pilots felt weightless for a moment. Twilight's expression was one of both terror and anger.

"Do you see, Luna?! We shouldn't be flying in the kind of weather!" She exclaimed.

Luna couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"We will be fine!"

With that, she put her headset back on.

"I take it she's nervous." Calmly spoke Greff.

"Nervous would be quite the understatement."

The front door of Valinka and Pavel's home opened with a creak, the figure of Pavel dressed in heavy brown and green winter clothing dusting himself of snow and ice as he stepped inside, a flurry of snowflakes blowing in behind him. It was currently just a little past sunrise, Pavel had spent the night hiking to the radio tower to make the call to the base; why he had gone in the night instead of waiting till day was beyond Celestia, but Pavel felt it was best to get the call out as soon as possible.

"Привет, Селестия."
(Greetings, Celestia.) Spoke Pavel with a sigh as he lazily sat himself down in the arm chair adjacent to the couch.

"Удалось ли вам установить контакт с военной базы?"
(Were you able to make contact with the military base?) Asked Celestia, perking up from her slouched position.

"Да, через некоторое время я был. Проблема заключается в том, что будет еще дня, пока вертолет не будет в состоянии сделать это здесь. Тот, как правило, размещены на военной базе был отправлен обратно в Москву, чтобы иметь какие-то обновления установленного, так что это займет их дня, чтобы послать вертолет здесь."
(Yes, after a while I was. Problem is it will be another day until a helicopter will be able to make it here. The one usually stationed at the military base was sent back to the Capital to have some kind of upgrade fitted, so it'll take them an extra day to send a helicopter up here.) Explained the out of breath Pavel.

"Я знаю, что я сказал спасибо много раз, но еще раз; Павел, спасибо, что нашли время, чтобы путешествовать пешком до радио и позвать на помощь. Вы не упомянули меня по имени, не так ли?"
(I know I have said thank you many times, but once more; Pavel, thank you so much for taking your time to hike up to the radio and call for help. You didn't mention me by name, did you?)

"Нет, я не сделал. Я просто сказал, что есть кто-то нуждается в медицинской помощи."
(No, I didn't. I simply said that there is someone in need of medical care.)

"Замечательно. Я уверен, если бы вы использовали мое имя, было бы вертолет с Star Yield и моя сестра будет посадка здесь в течение следующих 3-х часов."
(Wonderful. I am sure if you would have used my name, there would be a helicopter with Star Yield and my sister would be landing here in the next 3 hours.) Celestia spoke with a sigh of relief.

Pavel clicked his tongue, slowly shaking his head side to side.

"Должно быть страшно иметь кого-то вы любите пытается выследить вас и вы убили."
(It must be terrible having someone you love trying to hunt you down and have you killed.)

Celestia gave a chuckle.

"Это боль, которую вы не можете себе представить. Я был жив 1792 ... нет ... 1793 лет ... и я никогда не был так подчеркнуто. Я не могу перестать думать о том, как в мире, я должен это исправить."
(It's a pain you cannot imagine. I have been alive for 1,792... no... 1,793 years... and I have never been so stressed. I can't stop thinking of how in the world I'm supposed to fix this.)

"После того, как в живых так долго, все той мудрости и знания в этом сознании ваша должна быть в состоянии придумать что-нибудь."
(After being alive for so long, all of that wisdom and knowledge in that mind of yours should be able to come up with something.)

Celestia let out a sigh, her head drooping.

"Даже если мне удастся расформировать все, с ума организацией, которая Луна создала, как я буду когда-нибудь сделать ее нормальным снова? В последний раз она сделала это, она была передана ее собственной ревности и hatered и это изменило как ее ум и внешность ... но это не так, как это на этот раз. Она ... как-то, чисто ненавидит меня. Я ... Я знаю, что я испортил целую тысячу лет своей жизни и заставил ее иметь такую ужасную репутацию с жителями Эквестрии ... но она и я были так счастливы вместе в течение последних 3-х лет. После того, как я удалил Nightmare Moon от нее, все пошло нормально. Я всегда знал, что она будет иметь некоторое чувство обиды и гнева осталось ... но ... почему она действует так счастлива в течение полных 3-х лет? W-то, что просто вернуться на меня?"
(Even if I manage to disband whatever crazy organization that Luna has built up, how will I ever make her normal again? The last time she did this she had been taken over by her own jealousy and hatered and it altered both her mind and physical appearance... but that's not how it is this time. She... somehow, purely hates me. I... I know I ruined an entire thousand years of her life... and I changed how the eyes of history saw her, but she and I were so happy together for the last 3 years. Once Nightmare Moon was ripped from her mind things went back to normal. I always knew she would have some resentment and left over anger... but... why did she act so happy for a full 3 years? W-was that just to get back at me?) She explained, almost of the verge of tears.

Pavel couldn't find words to respond, he only could sit and listen to Celestia's worries and lamentations.

"Как сумасшедший, как я за то, что она сделала ... Я скучаю по ней. Я скучаю по т-по утрам, когда я просыпался право, как она готовилась ко сну, а также со-we'd и быть судимым ... Я бы стоять в час-дверном проеме с моим кофе во время s-она получила сама готова к постели... Это не кажется, что я буду когда-либо иметь эти моменты с ней снова ... Я не буду J-просто моя сестра."
(As mad as I am for what she's done... I miss her. I miss t-the mornings when I'd wake up right as she was getting ready for bed, and w-we'd both be tried... I'd stand at h-her doorway with my coffee while s-she got herself ready for bed... i-it doesn't seem like I'll ever have those moments with her again... I won't ever again h-have my sister.)

Celestia's emotions got the best of her as the tears she had been trying so hard to hold back began flowing, her chest heaving and breath faltering as she turned her head away from Pavel, who was even more at a loss of words now.

"I w-wish none of t-this was real..." She cried to herself, doing her best to try and suppress her tears.

"Я не знаю, как, Селестия, но вы найдете способ сделать все, что между вами и Луна снова нормальной. Вы сделали это один раз, вы можете сделать это снова."
(I don't know how, Celestia, but you'll find a way to make everything between you and Luna normal again. You did it once, you can do it again.)
Pavel consoled, trying his best to help in any way.

Celestia didn't respond, her head still turned away as she wept quietly. She turned her head up, using her magic to bring the blanket lain across her body to her eyes to wipe away her tears, sniffling as she did.

"Я с-очень жаль ... Я ... Я держал в большом количестве этого ..."
(I'm s-sorry... I... I have been holding in a lot of this...) Quietly spoke Celestia as she continued to regain her composure.

"Не извиняйся, Celestia. Сохраняя свои эмоции, проводимых внутри не хороший способ иметь дело с вещами."
(Don't apologize, Celestia. Keeping your emotions held inside isn't a good way to deal with things.)

"Я знаю ... но имея эмоциональный перерыв вниз один раз в день становится утомительным очень быстро."
(I know... but having an emotional break down once a day gets tiring very quickly.) She spoke with a sniffle.

"Я просто понял, где Valinka?"
(I just realized, where is Valinka?) Inquired Pavel as he looked around the home, his view moving from the room that branched from the living room to the kitchen, then lastly to the stairs.

"Вверх по лестнице. Она поднялась, чтобы иметь душ несколько минут, прежде чем вернулся домой. Я хотел спросить, я буду быть переданы в ту клинику Valinka упомянул, или я остаюсь здесь, так как вертолет не будет прибывать в ближайшее время?"
(Upstairs. She went up to have a shower a few minutes before you got home. I've been meaning to ask, am I going to be transferred to that clinic Valinka has mentioned, or am I staying here since the helicopter won't be arriving soon?)

"Я думаю, что Valinka бы гораздо скорее вы идете в клинику. Они лучше оснащены, чтобы заботиться о вас."
(I think Valinka would much rather have you go to the clinic. They're better equipped to care for you.)

"Мы не собираемся идти вниз по улице, чтобы попасть туда, мы?"
(We're not going to walk down the street to get there, are we?) Asked Celestia with a smile.

Pavel gave a light chuckle.

"Нет, вовсе нет. Делать это будет идеальный способ привлечь слишком много внимания. У меня есть крытый вагон, что я могу взять вас в. Это маленький ... для вас, но это короткая поездка. Я не могу ждать, чтобы увидеть, что сотрудники клиники думают, когда они видят вас."
(No, not at all. Doing that would be the perfect way to attract too much attention. I have a covered wagon that I can take you in. It's small... for you, but it's a short ride. I can't wait to see what the staff of the clinic think when they see you.) Smiled Pavel.

"Скорее всего, тот же взгляд Valinka дал мне, когда она увидела меня переступая через вашего заборчиком во дворе позади вашего дома."
(Most likely the same look Valinka gave me when she saw me stepping over your picket fence in the yard behind your home.)
Celestia spoke with some cheer, her mood slightly improved.

"Это действительно, как вы пришли в наш дом? Вы блуждали в нашем заднем дворе?"
(Is that really how you came into our house? You were wandering around in our back yard?)

"Да, это действительно так, как я нашел свой дом, в частности. Я посмотрел из случайно увидеть Valinka смотрит на меня через окно кухни, ее выражением чистого замешательства и шока. Я наслаждался весь Senario, на начальном этапе."
(Yes, indeed it is how I found your home in particular. I looked over out of chance to see Valinka looking at me through the window of the kitchen, her expression pure confusion and shock. I enjoyed the whole senario, initially.)

The two shared a laugh for a moment before the sounds of hoofsteps coming down the stairs drew both Celestia's and Pavel's attention to Valinka, who's rear end and mane were wrapped in towels

"Получили ли вы до основания?"
(Did you get through to the base?) She asked, stopping at the base of the stairs.

"Да, но можно скорее они могут получить вертолет, чтобы помочь 2 дня."
(Yes, but the soonest they can get a helicopter up to help is 2 days.)

Valinka clicked her tongue.

"Это не очень хорошо, чтобы не сказать больше. Ну, Селестия; так как вы будете находиться в нашем городе в течение еще 2 дней, вы хотите, чтобы остаться в нашем доме или у Павла, и я стараюсь, чтобы заставить вас в клинике?"
(That is unfortunate, to say the least. Well, Celestia; since you'll be staying in our town for another 2 days, do you want to stay in our home or have Pavel and I try to get you to the clinic?)

Celestia looked to the floor in thought.

"Могу ли я остаться здесь еще на один день? Мне здесь нравится, и я люблю, тебя и Павла в компании."
(Can I stay here for another day? I like it here, and I like having you and Pavel as company.)

Valinka laughed.

"Вы спрашиваете, если это нормально, если вы останетесь, как будто вы вторгаясь! Да, Селестия, конечно, вы можете отдохнуть здесь еще на один день. Если вам нужно, чтобы остаться в течение целого месяца, что было бы хорошо с нами обоими."
(You ask if it is alright if you stay as if you are intruding! Yes, Celestia, of course you can rest here for another day. If you need to stay for an entire month, that would be fine with the both of us.)

"Я не знаю об этом. Я своего рода пропустил мой диван."
(I don't know about that. I kind of miss my couch.) Joked Pavel with a smile.

Valinka reached across with a hoof and smacked the back of his head.

"У вас есть кресло, вы ленивы жеребец!"
(You have an armchair, you lazy Stallion!) She returned, turning and stepping back upstairs to finish her shower.

Author's Notes:

I've spent more time than I'd like to admit trying to fix any grammar and spelling errors in this long story... but I know there still are some. If you spot one, please notify me