I don't own Tinkerbell...sadly.

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Her breathing was heavy as she raced to find an exit, any exit. She heard large wings flapping behind her and began panicking. "There has to be a way out!" She hissed lowly, running her hands along the wall.

"Where are you?" A sultry voice sing-songed.

Her eyes widened in horror and she lifted into the air, praying that her wings would carry her out. She was almost out, just a few more meters and she would be over the wall. Suddenly, a downward current pushed her back and her wings gave out, causing her to fall.

"No!" she shrieked desperately. "No!"

She scrambled in the air, attempting to grab hold of the wall, trying to climb it instead. No luck. Just as she was about to impact with the ground, a pair of strong invasive arms wrapped around her.

"So beautiful. Come with me, I want to make you scream."

She knew this wasn't how it happened, but fear seemed to be twisting it into something like her worst nightmare. She was thrust into a moss bed and her clothes were stripped away, leaving her bare and vulnerable. A heavy body collided with her own seconds later, pinning her to the bed as razor-sharp teeth clamped down on her breasts and gnawed at them, seeking blood and milk.

"Stop!" she screamed. "Stop! That hurts!"

The teeth persisted, aggressive in their pursuit for what they wanted. She could feel strong hands, laden with muscle, holding her down as the teeth finally found their goal and a rough tongue lapped up the liquids flowing from her chest. Once they were full of what they wanted, the lips moved away and a searing pain raced through her legs and abdomen. Shrieking in pain and horror, she squirmed, attempting to wriggle away from whatever was causing such agony. A squishing sound could be heard and she felt her heart sink when she realized that she was connected to whatever had caused the pain.

Thrusting hips slammed mercilessly against hers, making the pain ricochet through her body, over and over again until that blessed moment when the hips stilled as a liquid filled her moist cavern. But then, panic! The liquid was spreading through her bloodstream, clogging the vessels and coating her organs. Her lungs were completely covered and she couldn't breathe, the world pressing in on her as she fought for breath that she couldn't receive. She tried to call for help, but she couldn't work her voice. She was going to die and no one would know it.

Suddenly, a voice shouted, "Tink!"

Tinkerbell sat bolt upright in bed and stared around in terror before bursting into relieved tears. She was at home, in her bed with Vidia sitting right next to her. She wasn't in a clearing surrounded by a wall or underneath of a stronger, faster attacker. She was going to live, she had lived.

"I'm alive." Tinkerbell cried softly, sniffing as she looked up at a worried Vidia. "I'm alive."

"Tink, what was the nightmare about, Sweetie?"

"It… it was nothing."

"Tink, please. You've been having them for a month. It isn't healthy to have so many so often. Please tell me?"

Tinkerbell kept quiet, but her tears flowed faster at the thoughts of what could happen if Vidia found out that she had carried another's baby, even if just for a moment.

Vidia grew fed up and grabbed her girlfriend by the shoulders, staring into her eyes as she ordered, "Tink, tell me! What was the nightmare about?"

Tinkerbell sobbed and curled into her girlfriend. "It was about what Silvermist did to me!" she cried.

"What?" Vidia asked in surprise. "What did she do to you, Tink?"

"Sh-she kidnapped me... a-and raped me."

"What?" Vidia snarled loudly.

"And... and I was p-pregnant."

"You got an abortion?"

"Y-yeah." Tinkerbell couldn't tell why she was spilling to Vidia, but she needed to tell someone. "P-Periwinkle helped me get rid of the baby."

"Tink, why didn't you tell me?"

"I... I was scared. Sil's one of my best friends and to... to watch her lose it like that scared me. She wasn't herself until she finished and she's terrified to come anywhere near me for fear that she'll do it again."

"She's got no right to come near you after that!" the brunette roared. "How could you not tell me? She needs to be reported to Queen Clarion!"

"But Vidia, she wasn't herself."

"How the hell can you defend her after what she did to you? Do you have Stockholm Syndrome? She needs to be punished!"

Before Tinkerbell could say anything more, the fast flyer had run for the door and was out in the night, soaring for the palace.

"Oh no!" The tinker fairy breathed, racing after her. Vidia had greatly outdistanced her, but Tinkerbell couldn't let Silvermist get in trouble for something that was ultimately Queen Clarion's fault.

Told you. So short, so meaningless, yet meaningful. It's strange. Please, by all means, review.