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A/N: This is my first Sofia the First story, so please be kind.

"True Sisters"

Chapter 1

Amber gasped as she watched the scene in front of her. Fire was surrounding a valley below. As she stood on a cliff, she heard someone calling her name.

"Amber! Amber, help me! Please!"
"Sofia? Sofia, is that you! Where are you?" Amber called back.

"Amber, I'm down here! I can't get out! Please help me!" Sofia cried out.

Amber felt her heart start to race as she realized the trouble her younger sister was in. Glancing around, she tried to figure out how to get down to help Sofia.

"You'll never get to her in time," a female voice taunted.

"Whose there?" Amber demanded.

"You don't have what it takes. You're a selfish princess and you'll never change! That's why we're so much alike."

Amber shook her head. She felt tears come to her eyes, but she blinked them back. A look of determination crossed her face.

"No I'm not! I'm not like that anymore. I can do this."

"Amber, you can do this," a second female voice said. This one was more encouraging. "Remember what I told you. You need to answer the call. Dare to risk it all. Sofia needs you."

"Amber! Amber, I can't hold on much longer!" Sofia cried out.

"I'm coming!" Amber called back. With that, she started climbing down the cliff side. As she got closer to the bottom, she could see Sofia clearly. As she got a closer look, her heart caught in her throat. Sofia looked hurt! Pushing her fear aside, Amber continued her descent.

"Sofia! Sofia, I'm here. Take my hand!" Amber ordered. She reached out towards her sister.

"I…I can't reach! Amber, I'm scared!" Sofia admitted.

"It's okay. I'm here now. I'm going to help you. But you have to listen to me. Take my hand and I'll pull you up!" Amber insisted.

"I'll try," Sofia reached her left hand out. Once she had a firm grip on Amber's, she used her other hand to start climbing the cliff.

"There you go, you're almost there. Just a few more feet…" Amber coaxed. Before Amber knew it, she was pulling her sister into her arms. "Oh Sofia, don't ever scare me like that again! I'm so glad you're okay!"

"Thanks to you," Sofia gasped. "You saved me."

"How could I do anything else?" Amber stepped back, bringing Sofia with her. As she went to help her up, she started losing her balance. As she fell forward, she heard Sofia cry her name as she hit the ground below…

*****Present******

Amber gasped as her eyes opened. Glancing around, she sighed with relief when she didn't feel hard ground beneath her. The relief faded as fear took over.

"SOFIA!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. She could feel tears streaming down her face.

Just then, her bedroom door opened.

"Amber? Honey, what's wrong?"

"Mom?" Amber asked, glancing up.

"How did you get on the floor?" Her mother knelt down in front of her.

"I…I must have had a bad dream," Amber tearfully answered. "It was awful! Sofia was trapped in this fire and…I have to make sure she's okay." She jumped to her feet. She was about to run out of the room when her mother pulled her back. "Let me go! I have to check on Sofia!" Amber insisted.

"Sweetie, she's fine," her mother assured her.

"Please, I have to see…" Amber's voice trailed off as more tears came.

"Amber, sweetheart, you're shaking…" Miranda picked her daughter up and held her close. She carried her over to the bed and sat down with the eleven-year-old in her arms. "Take a deep breath for me." Can you try?"

Amber tried, but it was hard.

"That's my girl. Again?" her mother requested.

"Sofia…I have to…" Amber mumbled tearfully.

"I promise you, she's fine," Miranda assured her. She ran a hand through Amber's golden locks and started rubbing her back.

Just then, someone else joined them.

"Miranda, is everything okay?" a male voice asked.

"We're getting there," Miranda answered her husband.

"What happened to Amber?" he asked. He rushed over to the bed. He was about to take his pride and joy in his arms, but stopped when he saw his wife had everything under control.

"She had a nightmare," Miranda replied. "A really bad one. I'm trying to calm her down."

"Daddy, please….let me check on Sofia…." Amber pleaded. She turned her tear-filled eyes upon her father. He had never denied her anything her whole life.

"Was that who the dream was about?" Roland gently inquired.

"Uh-huh," Amber wiped at her eyes as more tears came. "It was horrible! There was this fa-fire and Sofia…sha-she was trapped and then I fell trying to save her!"

"Shh, shh, it's okay now," her mother soothed, "it was just a dream. Everything's fine. Sofia's okay."

"Miranda, maybe we should let Amber see that Sofia's okay. She's pretty worked up," Roland tried.

"She needs to get back to sleep," Miranda gently rebuffed him. "It's late. I'll stay with her."

"I can't!" Amber whimpered.

"Shh, I won't leave you," her mother comforted.

"I'm too afraid to sleep!" Amber tearfully confessed.

"Would a lullaby help?" she asked.

Amber nodded.

Miranda started to sing one she sung to Sofia from time to time. She wasn't surprised when Amber fell asleep ten minutes later.

"I love you, Amber," Miranda whispered. She kissed her daughters' head while continuing to hold her. She just prayed Amber would have sweet dreams for the rest of the night….

******

Amber awoke the next morning to sun shining in her window. She smiled to herself until a frown took its place. As the details of her dream came back to her, she started to shake. Jumping out of bed, she made her way to Sofia's room. She was surprised to find the door partly closed. That meant Sofia was still asleep. Gently pushing it open, Amber went inside. She went over to Sofia's bed and climbed up. She sat next to her sister and waited for her to wake up. She didn't have to wait long. A little while after she had been sitting there, Sofia's eyes started to open. She made a noise before fully waking up. She blinked twice when she saw who was sitting next to her.

"Amber? What are you doing here?" she asked. She sat up and winced as pain shot through her stomach.

"I just wanted to make sure you were okay," Amber explained. "Are you hungry? Chef Andre made your favorite pancakes."

"A little," Sofia replied. She sat up straighter and winced again.

"Are you okay?" Amber frowned.

"Yeah," Sofia replied.

"Are you sure? You look a little pale," Amber observed.

"I'm just a little sleepy. I didn't sleep well last night," Sofia admitted.

"How come?" her sister inquired.

Just then, Bailiwick called from down the hallway.

"Sofia! Amber, breakfast!"

"You can tell me after breakfast," Amber got off the bed and lead the way out of the room. She turned to see if Sofia was following her. When she saw her behind her, she smiled. Getting down to the kitchen, Amber sat in her usual seat. She threw worried glances at Sofia every so often.

Sofia tried to eat her strawberry pancakes, but she couldn't eat much.

"So Chef Andre told me that everything is ready for the family day celebration on Saturday," Baileywick announced.

"That's wonderful!" Roland exclaimed.

"Brilliant!" James commented.

"Sofia, are you okay? You usually eat more than that," Miranda frowned over at her younger daughter.

Sofia was about to say she was fine, but winced in pain instead.

"No, I'm not," she admitted.

"What's the matter?" her mother gently inquired.

"My stomach hurts," Sofia admitted.

"Sweetie, come here," her mother beckoned.

Sofia did so. As she stood, she felt dizzy all of a sudden. After it passed, she walked over to her mother.

Miranda frowned as she felt the nine-year-old's forehead.

"You have a fever all right. Go back to bed and I'll be right up with some medicine and water for you."

"Okay," Sofia turned and left in the direction of the stairs.

Amber frowned after her.

"Mother?" she grabbed Miranda's attention.

"Yes, Amber?"

"Is Sofia going to be okay?" she asked.

"She'll be fine. It's probably a twenty-four hour bug or something."

"I hope you're right," Amber muttered.

Miranda patted Amber's shoulder as she passed her seat.

"I'm sure of it," with that, she went to tend to her sick child.

Amber sat there, gazing after her mother worriedly. She wasn't so sure herself.