Author's Notes:

Hey everybody. Sorry about the wait, if you saw my last blog you know why
I was so late. Anyway, hope you guys liked the story and sorry it sucks. On a completely random note,

They walked out of the bathroom with Dash leaning against Soarin for support

made me think of this song:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-AMc7KPOkbY

I know that has only one part in common but as I write. sometimes I listen to musin and that song came on when I was writing that part. Anyway, hope you liked it and the next chapter is in progress I hope I have it done and posted by next weekend but Wednesday I have guitar pull tickets so that's one day I won't be working on the next chapter. Bye

It had been two weeks since Dash had come into heat. It was 5:47 in the morning. Soarin and Rainbow Dash had to get up at 6:00 this morning. They had tomorrow off.

Soarin awoke after hearing what sounded like the toilet flushing for the hundredth time that night. Upon awakening, he noticed his beloved Rainbow was not on her side of their bed. He looked over to clock and groaned as he saw what time it was. He grabbed his pillow and shoved over his head. It wasn't two seconds later he heard what sounded like a very painful cough come from the bathroom. Assuming no one had sneaked in to use his master bathroom, he got out of bed and went to the door.

He was about to knock when he heard that same noise again. He put his ear up to the door and listened. He could faintly hear what sounded like crying. He quickly became concerned when he heard puking again. He quickly opened the door and froze. What he saw scared him. His beloved Dashie looked terrible. Her mane was a mess, she was shaking and shivering, she had traces of tears down her cheeks, and when she puked again, Soarin could see blood. When she finished throwing up she almost fell due to lack of strength from puking. Soarin realized he was just standing their like a dumb ass while his wife was throwing up. He quickly ran up to her and crouched at her side. He gently pushed her mane away from her face to reveal that she was indeed crying. She looked at him briefly before hunching forward again and releasing the contents of her stomach and blood.

"S-Soar-Soarin?" Dash said. He almost didn't understand her because her voice was so strained and scratchy. She started crying harder as she clutched her stomach and fell forward. Soarin caught her and moved up so she was resting against him but also above the toilet. She could feel the warmth of his embrace and hear his heartbeat. She had not stopped crying or shaking since Soarin walked in. He pushed her mane out of the way and felt her shivering against him. He placed a hoof on her head and realized she was freezing. He grew even more concerned, this wasn't right. He quickly helped her hunch over the toilet again as she threw up. The blood had not ceased. She was crying but this time she clutched her stomach and around her chest. Soarin put the hoof he used to check her head and lowered it to her stomach, he grew even more concerned. Her stomach was very warm. He put his hoof up to the spot were she was clutching her chest and noticed it was as warm as her stomach. She hunched over again and puked.

"Dash I know it's hard for you to talk, I know it hurts and I know you're cold but you have to tell me something ok?" Soarin asked concernedly. Dash weakly nodded her head before hunching over again and emptying her stomach. "How long have you been in here throwing up?" Soarin asked when she had finished.

She took long, wheezy breaths and replied, "Since 3:56." She replied before hunching over the toilet again. It had started to lessen and longer breaks in between each episode. Soarin was shocked. 3:56. She had been in here for about 2 hours. Soarin glanced up at the clock and read 6:05. He had been awake for about 18 minutes and he felt like it had been 5 hours, he could only imagine what Dash felt.

After she threw up one more time, Soarin leaned Dash against the wall and grabbed a spare blanket and laid it on the ground. He carefully picked her up and laid her down on the blanket. She looked so tired. The bags under her eyes could be used for one of Rarity's shopping sprees. He grabbed a towel and ran warm water over it. He wrung it out and placed it over her head.

"Ahhh..." Dash winced as she clutched her stomach and more tears came out of her eyes. Soarin could hear her tiny whimpers.

"Hey, shhhh, shhh. It'll be alright ok. Just stay still and try to relax." Soarin tried to calm her down and help her through the pain. Dash looked up at him and saw how concerned and scared he looked. She gave a very tiny smile. The crying had ceased and her shaking had stopped. "There we go." Soarin said gently as he lowered his head and nuzzled his wife's neck.

"T-Thanks" Dash managed to force. She felt like she was about to pass out, her throat was on fire, her stomach and chest felt incredibly warm but the rest of her was cold, and to top it all off, she had just thrown up blood. What a way to wake up. Worst of all She thought, I woke up Soarin early. Dash felt her strength come back and shakily rose to her hooves, with the help of Soarin of course. They walked out of the bathroom with Dash leaning against Soarin for support. When they got to their bed the clock read 6:11. "We should probably get ready huh?" Dash asked tiredly.

"What?" Soarin asked with a confused and shocked expression on his face. She just spent the past 2 hours in the bathroom puking blood, shaking, crying, and in pain, and she wants to get ready for work? Is she serious? Soarin thought looking at his wife. As Dash tried to get up and get ready for work, she felt a hoof force her down by the shoulder. She looked at the baby blue hoof and then up into Soarin's emerald eyes. She looked confused for a second and then she looked annoyed. "You are not, and I repeat not going to work today Dash." Soarin said sternly.

"What?! I know I just got a little sick but I'm feeling much better! Besides, you know Spitfire isn't going to like me taking a day off then staying home again on a free day. I'm going to work whether you like it or not Soarin!" Dash protested.

"You think throwing up blood, shaking, crying, and being in pain is just a little sick! You scared me to death! There's also the little fact that your stomach and chest were severely warm and the rest of your body was freezing cold! I will not let the one thing that matters most to me go off and get hurt! You are staying home today, end of story Dash!" Soarin scolded her. There was an uncomfortable silence between the two as they gave each other glares. Finally after about a minute of this. Dash sighed and looked away. She would never admit this to anyone but he was right, she should stay home just in case.

"Alright Soarin, I'll stay home today. Just... pleas explain to Spitfire and my squad why I'm not there." Dash said in defeat. Soarin lightened up and pecked her cheek. She gave him a tiny smile and looked up at him.

"I will angel. You just stay here and rest and when I come back maybe we could go visit Twilight." Soarin suggested.

"Ok. Love you" Dash replied. She gave him a kiss on the nose and laid down on their bed. Soarin went to there closet and grabbed one of his suits. Not sure why but he chuckled quietly at the sight. His side of the closet had these large, male Wonder Bolt flight suites, but on the other side, there were small, female Wonder Bolt flight suites. He went into the bathroom and brushed his mane, tail, and teeth. When he was already he stepped out of the bathroom and gave Dash one last kiss on the cheek. He grabbed his goggles from his nightstand and went downstairs. He exited the house and made his way to the compound. As he was flying he suddenly stopped mid flap as a realization hit him like a freight train. This morning events replaying in his head and events from two weeks ago were also being recalled. Soarin suddenly broke into a huge, goofy smile and he continued on his way to the compound. If these were all linked together, he would be very happy when he got home.