Author Note: The long anticipated tenth Chapter is finally here.
You: "Is about god-dame Time."
The Awakening
The Exile strolls down the hallways of the militia headquarters his eyes moving from one door to the next as he tries to find the evidence room. He was surprise by how few guards there were on the second floor, he had been walking around here for almost ten minutes and the only militia pony he ran into was the one who was guarding the top of the stairs. They must think because all of the militia was down stairs there's no reason to post guards up here because no one in their right mind would try and steal something from them.
So why am I doing this? The cream coloured pony thought irritably. The sensible part of him told him that he should just leave this place, find the Doctor and plan their next move, but then the same part told him that if he did not he would most likely tick his employer off for leaving dangerous tools in the hooves of ponies who didn't know how to use them properly. He thought about who's punishment would be more severe, Equestria's legal system or an angry alicorn.
Before he could come to a conclusion one of the hallways doors suddenly opens, the Exile would walk straight into it if he hadn't jump out of the way. A bright red unicorn stallion stepped out of the room his attention too engrossed into the papers floating before him to notice the pony he had almost hit.
The unicorn walked past him leaving the door open for anyone peer into the room though there wasn't much to look at. The room was like all the other rooms up here, full of cabinets, a desk, chairs and a small map of the building.
Hold on for a second. The Exile thought as his eyes landed on the small piece of square sitting in the corner of the wall. Quickly moving inside the room, the cream coloured pony took the map down and looked at it closely. The map shows all the nearby exits in case of a fire and lists what do in such an event. It also shows the name of all the rooms on the second floor including the evidence room.
"Well, that's a stroke of good luck." He whispered to himself.
Atlas quietly whistles in agreement then reminded him to hurry by making a series of musical notes.
After leaving the room with the map it took less than three minutes for him to find the evidence room. A large brown coloured earth pony stood guard by the door, his posture straight and his eyes narrowing in on the Exile as he walked towards him.
When the guard realizes that the cream coloured pony was heading for the door he was guarding he quickly sidestepped in front of it. He drew up to his full height which was actually a lot taller than the Exile had expected. "Where do you think you're going?" The stallion asked in an almost daring tone.
Please be the strong, stupid type. The Exile thought before he made his replied. "The sheriff told me to get something out of the evidence room."
"Really." The stallion said in a condescending tone. "Well, that's interesting seeing how the sheriff told me not to let anyone in."
Blast.
"Yes, well, I'm sure I'm supposed to be the exception for that rule. I mean, if I wasn't he wouldn't have asked me to come up here now would he."
"Perhaps, but that is of cause if the sheriff really did give you those orders."
Alarm bells started to ring inside the Exile's head. "Don't you think that you might be being a little bit paranoid now?"
"No, not really." The stallion said as he leans down slightly to get a better at the Exile's face. "It's called being a good guard."
The two stallions looked at each other for a moment, the guard daring the pale pony to continue the argument, the Exile however gave a defeated sigh and turned around. "You sure there's no way I can persuade you to step aside?" he asked.
"The only way you're going to get past me is if you have the sheriff standing next to you."
"I was afraid you'll say something like that." the creamy stallion whispered to himself.
Rearing up on his front legs and concentrating on his back legs the Exile lashed out with his newly changed rhino legs. The large stallion behind him didn't even have a moment to react before the massive legs connected with his torso and sent him flying through the door he was guarding. The hallway was filled with the sound of breaking wood and the surprisingly high pitch squeal of the guard.
The Exile remains perfectly still, listening for rushing hoof steps or some form of an alarm. When none came he changed his back legs to their original form and entered the evidence room. It was a small, cramped room with the walls being filled with a number of different things. The large stallion was lying in the centre of it all, alive but otherwise out cold.
"You should have just let me in." the pale pony said as he walked over his unconscious body.
Now inside the room the pale pony started his search for the devices the militia had taken off the Doctor, which turn out to be a lot more frustrating than originally expected. There were no form of organization in the room at all, nothing was catalogued or even put away neatly on the shelves, everything was just in random piles.
"It will take me forever to find those two things." he groaned as he sort through one of the shelves.
"Having trouble finding something." A cool, familiar voiced asked from behind him.
The Exile turned his head to look at his employer. "Paradox. What an unexpected surprise."
The cloaked alicorn gave a slight nod of acknowledgment. "May I ask what you are doing in a militia's evidence room?"
"It's a long story."
"Then you best begin."
The pale pony started at what happen at the festival, skipping the parts that he had already predicted and detailing the events where Derpy had gotten hurt and the Doctor had become public enemy number one. Paradox stood there in the cramped space listening to the cream coloured pony as he continues searching for the two devices. When he had reach the end of his story Paradox was now looking at the floor, deep in thought.
"So, events that I had not foreseen have transpired. That is…disturbing." Paradox said sounding somewhat worried.
This was not lost on the Exile who had now stopped his search and stared at the cloaked alicorn. "Should I be worry too?" he asked.
"No, it is not a pressing matter that you should be concern about. I do however have a new task for you." The alicorn said as his horn flashed making a vial of golden liquid appear. "This vial is full of the sap of the Undying Tree it will heal Derpy's body and bring her back from the realm of dreams."
The Exile took the vial and looked at it then back at the alicorn with a questioning look. "So it's medicine."
The alicorn nodded.
"Okay, but if I'm running over to the other side of town to deliver this to the sleeping pegasus then who's going to look for the Doc's lost toys?"
"I will." Paradox said.
"You sure?" the pale pony asks somewhat surprise by what the alicorn said. "Don't you have like…a pony to smite or something?"
"Not today." The cloaked alicorn said and for the briefest of moments Exile swore he saw a one of the corner of his mouth curved slightly upwards. "Now go, time is of the essence."
The pale pony nodded in acknowledgement before having the small computer around his front hoof teleport him out of the building leaving the time alicorn alone in the evidence room.
Galek climbed out of the hole the Mark 5 battle armour had made by cutting through his original armour thick planting. He looked over the old battle suit and thought that it was ashamed that he will have to leave it here to rot. But that was only a fleeting moment of sympathy as when he turns to his new armour all thoughts of the previous one faded away.
The Mark 5 was similar in design as the last one only this one was on a grander scale. It was larger, faster and carried more destructive power than any of his previous armours. It stood on four long, thick legs that leads up to a horizontal teardrop shape cockpit. Two mechanical limbs were attached to the cockpit, each one bearing a four digit claw that can change into a number of deadly weapons with flick of a switch.
It is conquest made incarnate and it was his and his alone.
A wicked smile crossed Galek's black furry little face as he turns to look at the town below. I hope you enjoyed your time in this pathetic town little pony. He thought. For it is going to be your tomb.
"Miss Carrot Top." A familiar voice whispered stirring the olive earth pony from an unpleasant sleep. "Miss Carrot Top wake up."
The orange mane mare slowly opens her eyes, her vision hazy at first but slowly it corrected itself. The familiar face of a concern light blue unicorn was the first thing she saw. "Iron Gates? What are you doing here?" she asked, getting up from the side of the hospital bed she had been resting on.
"I was taking a break from the militia and I thought pop in to see how Derpy was doing." He said looking at the grey pegasus laying in the bed. If it wasn't for the oxygen mask or the IV tubes it would have looked like the young mare was sleeping.
"She's doing fine." Carrot Top said, letting out a yawn before continuing. "The doctors said that she's stable and that they still don't know when she'll wake up."
"And what about you? How are you coping?"
The olive coloured mare was a bit taken aback by the simple question, since the attack all she have been doing was focusing on Derpy that she hadn't even have time to think about herself, or wouldn't. "I'm fine." She said in a voice that said anything otherwise.
Gates frown slightly. "It's not healthy keeping feelings locked up miss Carrot Top." He said sounding sympathetic. "Listen, I know what you might be feeling. But you need to understand that what happened to your friend wasn't your fault."
The mare threw the stallion an annoyed glare. "I know the attack wasn't my fault, but what I said to her before was."
"Miss Carrot Top…"
"No! Don't you dare give me the whole 'don't feel guilty' routine. I humiliated her in front of the whole town, I said things that I can never take back and now…" Carrot Top almost broke down there, as tears begins to fall down her face but she manage to find a way to continue. "If…if she doesn't wake up and the last thing we did was fight…I don't know how I would be able to live with myself."
Silence filled the room as the two ponies stood by the bed of the unconscious pegasus. Carrot Top turned back to Derpy, placing her hoof on hers and gently squeezing it. She knew that she had been rude to Iron Gates but she didn't really care, he didn't know what this felt like, the anger, the worry, the fear that Derpy may never wake up.
She had expected him to leave then, but instead he took a seat beside her and placed a comforting hoof on her shoulder. "She'll wake up." He whispered.
"How do you know?" Carrot Top asked leaning back against him without realizing it.
"Because, despite her outward appearance she's fighter. Maybe not in the literal sense but deep down she has a lot of strength and I think she got a lot of it from you."
Carrot Top blushed slightly at the stallion's comforting words. "You sure know how to make a mare feel better."
"Yeah, Nightshade always said I should have become a motivational speaker instead of a guard" He joked.
The olive mare laughed at that though she didn't know if it was because she actually found it funny or if it was just her subconscious trying to make her feel happy again. Either way it felt good to laugh, it felt good to have somepony to lean on even if it was someone she had only met a day ago.
"Anyway, my point is." Gates continues. "Is that you don't have to worry. She's a lot stronger then we think and when she wakes up you can apologize to her for what you said at the festival as much as you want."
Carrot Top turns to the blue unicorn wearing a tired but content smile. "Thank you." She said.
"You're welcome."
The two ponies sat there at the edge of the bed watching the pegasus as she laid there peacefully. Gates felt the olive mare laid her head against him and knew that she had fallen back into slumber. She deserved it, she had been by Derpy's side since the attack and would probably remain there until she woke up.
He let out a small sigh. "Don't make me a liar Miss Hooves. Don't make me a liar."
Doctor Whooves trotted through the deserted streets of Ponyville trying to figure out how to reach the nearest hospital. He still wore the brown armour he used during his escape, mostly to keep from being recognize from the few passing patrols. His heart still leap into his mouth whenever they appear but the most the four pony squad would do was give him a short crisp solute.
When the chestnut pony wasn't stumbling over himself by trying not to panic in the guard's presence, he was trying to find a sign or some other indication to the hospital's direction. Who would build a town with no signs? He wondered as he took a turn down another street. Seriously, building a town with no signs is like building an airship with no balloon.
As he continues on his mental ranting the Doctor failed to notice the dark shadowy figure that was about to fall on him. Time Turner gave out a loud shriek when it landed on his back causing him to fall flat on his stomach. The first thought that ran through his head was that one a militia had somehow seen through his disguise and was now arresting him. This theory became unfounded however when the thing that had jumped on him got up and started to apologise with a slightly slurred voice.
"Oh, I'm so sorry." The pony said with a distinctive feminine. "I guess I'm still under the influence of that hard cider."
The Doctor looked up to find himself staring face to face with a somewhat familiar drago-pony. It took him a moment to realize that this was the same pony who had saved his life the day before and that she was also a member of the royal guard just like Iron Gates.
"Are you okay?" She asked snapping him out of his sudden panic. "Do you need help getting back up?"
"No, no I'm fine." He said as he quickly got back up.
The dark grey mare opened her mouth to say something but then closed it as she got a proper look of the chestnut stallion's face. "Hey, have we met before?"
"Umm…no I can't say that we have." He lied.
"Are you sure?" she questioned as she lean in closer to get a proper look of the stallion's face underneath the helmet. "Because I'm sure I seen your face before."
"I…I've just got one of those faces." The Doctor said as he lean backwards away from the drago-pony's searching eyes.
The drago-pony remain where she was, her golden slitted eyes still looking over the stallion's face as she tries to remember where she had seen him before. After a minute of uncomfortable silence the hybrid pony finally relented and return to a normal standing position. "You're probably right." she said though she didn't sound overly convinced.
Time Turner let out a small sigh in relief but immediately sucked the air back in when the mare started to speck with him again. "So what's been going on?" she asked. "I mean why are the streets all deserted and why are there so many militia patrolling the streets."
"Are you saying you don't know what happen at the festival?"
The drago-pony shook her head.
"Well, it's a long story but this what happened." Time Turner said starting the long explanation as to what had happen at the festival but skipping the parts where he was involve and how the attack was formulated by a giant robot. At first the mare looked sceptical but as he continued on explaining her face grew more concerned, when he had finish her facial expression became unreadable.
"Was anypony hurt." She asked in a voice that sounded almost business like.
"A few." The Doctor answered solemnly.
The mare whispered something underneath her breath that he did not hear but was sure it was some type of swear word. "This town gets attack by unknown enemy I was asleep throughout the entire thing. Some royal guard I am."
Then suddenly her face changes into something between fear and dread. "Was any of the victims a unicorn stallion with a blue coat and Greenish mane?" she asked in a panicky tone.
Time Turner knew she was talking about Iron Gates and was quick to calm her down. "No, there wasn't any stallions matching that description, except for the one who's helping coordinating the town's defence."
"Oh, thanks Luna he's okay." The mare muttered in relief. "Where's he coordinating the town's defence from?"
Doctor Whooves gave the mare the directions to the militia headquarters which she was grateful for expressing a quick "thank you" before galloping down the street. A small part of his aggravation from before melted away as he watches her go. He almost forgot how doing small kind acts for other ponies felt like, it was a feeling he wish he could hold on to forever.
"Well, aren't you just the helpful sort." A familiar voice called out from behind him.
The chestnut brown pony already knew who it was before he turned around but he still hoped that for once in his life he was wrong. "How did you find me?" he asked the Exile who was leaning against the entrance of a nearby ally.
"Luck." The pale pony said as he moved closer to the Doctor. "That and it's really easy to track a pony who's displace in time and space."
"Nice trick. Must be a hoot at birthday parties." Time Turner said not bothering to hide the edge in his voice.
The strange pony chuckle slightly before his face took on a more serious expression. "What are you doing out here Doc?"
"I'm going to help Derpy."
"You could have waited for me."
"I know. I just didn't want to."
"I see." The Exile said sounding as if he had discovered something he already knew. "You don't trust me."
"You can't exactly blame me." Time Tuner said. "A strange pony who can change shape comes along when I'm in prison and say things like 'I've been watching you.' doesn't exactly bring on a feeling of trust now does it."
"Yeah, I guess you're right, but answer me this. Do you know where the hospital is?"
The chestnut brown pony opened his mouth to speak but closed it. He didn't know where to hospital was or any other place for that matter. Without Derpy here to show him around he could probably spend hours wondering helplessly through this town.
"I didn't think so." Exile said as he turns around and started walking up the road. "Follow me."
With great reluctance Time Turner followed the pale pony, silently muttering curses under his breath. The two ponies walked through the streets in hushed silence as they made their way to the town's hospital, or at least that was what the Doctor was hoping the strange stallion was taking him to. There was the possibility that he was being led into a trap of some sort though he really hope that wasn't the case. He wasn't in the mood for being betrayed.
"Hey Doc, can I ask you something?" The Exile suddenly asked as they turn down a short alleyway.
"If you have to." Time Turner said though it was clear from his voice that did not want to talk.
"How do you feel about her?"
The chestnut coloured pony was so caught off guard by the question that he didn't even realize it when he said. "About who."
"You know, Derpy." the pale pony explained smiling when he saw the uncomfortable expression on the other stallion's face. "How do you feel about her."
"We're friends. Not that it's any of your business."
"Well, aren't we a bit touchy this afternoon and that didn't answer my question. I'd asked how'd you feel about her not your relationship status."
"I just been through one of the worst days in my life so of course I'm a bit touchy and how are my feelings for Derpy have to do with anything."
"Ah, so you have feelings for her." Exile snicked.
"What! No I…I mean that my…my feelings for Derpy are just umm…friendly."
"Really, and just how 'friendly' are you two."
"Okay, that's enough!" Time Turner yelled having enough of the pale pony's nonsense. "Now listen here, I don't know what twisted little game your trying to play but it's end now. Me and Derpy are just friends. That is all we are and all we can be, got it!"
The two ponies stood there in the centre of the alley as they looked at each other. Time Turner was angry and annoyed by the Exile's questions and teasing and the Exile gave him a cocky smile that he had to resist knocking off.
"But you want it to be more don't you." Exile said in soft tone of voice.
The Doctor opens his mouth to deny the accusation but found that his voice would not come.
"You can say that the two of you are just friends all you want but you and I both know that there's a spark between you two. I mean look at all the things you've done for her, you fought for her, you comforted her, you spent a wonderful morning together at the festival, heck you've even tore up half a forest over how guilty you felt for leaving her without even saying goodbye. Face it Doc, you've fallen for her and you've fallen hard."
"Don't you think I know that?" Time Turner said suddenly regaining his voice. "I know how close we've grown and yes your right I do have feelings for her, but I can't allow myself to pursue it. You've seen the things I have to go through on a daily basis, I can barely guarantee my own safety let alone hers. If we were to become anything more than friends then she would become a target that my enemies would exploit and I can't allow that. She had already been hurt because of me, If something even worse happens I…I don't know how I would be able to live with myself."
A calm silence fell over the two stallions, the Doctor was expecting some form of teasing reply from the pale companion but instead the Exile simply stood there. A look of understanding seems to have appeared on his face before he covered it up with a small smile.
"I see." He muttered in a voice that didn't hold the smallest hint of mockery. "So you're that type of hero."
Before Time Turner could ask what he meant by that statement Exile started walking again. "A word of advice, Doc." He said without turning to face him. "When all this is over and you have to move on, don't say goodbye to her, it will only make leaving her that much harder."
By the time the two ponies had reach the local hospital the sky had darken and the moon was slowly making its way to the sky. The entrance was guarded by two militia ponies who stood with the discipline of the royal guards. Exile pulled the Doctor aside into some bushes the moment he notice them.
"What are you doing?" he asked in surprise annoyance.
"It's been half an hour since I broke you out of the militia headquarters." The pale pony said speaking for the first time since the alleyway. "We have to go under the presumption that they might have found out that you're no longer in your cell and that you stole one of their guys armour. We'll have to find another way in and hope it isn't guarded as well."
To Time Turner's surprise he found himself agreeing with him, though he didn't voice it. Moving as quiet as possible the two stallions made their way to the back of the building where they were please to find a back door with no guards. There were however two ponies wearing white coats and shining name badges with the words doctor on them.
Without saying a word Exile stepped out of the bushes and walk calmly over to the two unexpecting doctors. Time Turner remain hiding in the bushes uncertain as to what his companion was doing. He watches as the pale pony started to talk to the two doctors, while he was too far away to hear what they were saying he did hear them laughing at one point.
The laughing was cut short however when the two doctor's heads were suddenly bashed together. Time Turner eyes widen in shock at how sudden the attack was and at how quickly Exile's hooves moved. It had only taken spilt second for the pale stallion to reach out, grabbed both of the doctor's head and slammed them together. The two doctors went down in a quiet heap.
Exile turns around and made a 'come here' motion to the frozen chestnut stallion. When Time Turner finally manage to regain his senses he rushed out of the bushes and immediately started to check the unconscious ponies.
"What the hay are you doing?" he shouted.
"Getting our new disguises." Exile said in casual tone.
"But you could have seriously hurt these two."
"Oh, don't worry they'll be fine." The pale pony stated. "The worst they'll get is a bad headache when they wake up. Now quickly put on their coats and name badges."
Time Turner opens his mouth to protest some more but then realize that it would been a waste of time, What had happen happened and there was very little he could do about it now. With reluctance the chestnut pony took off the armour he had been wearing since his escape and replaces it with the white coat and the name badge of one of the fallen doctors.
"Now you look like a real doctor, Doc." Exile said with a small chuckle.
He ignored the joke and stepped through the door that leads to a storage room full of medical supplies and bed sheets. They quickly move past them and into a hallway with doctors racing to one patient to the next. It was then that it dawned on him that while he might have succeeded in finding the hospital he now have to find which one of the rooms Derpy was in, which if the hectic atmosphere was any indication could a whole new challenge until itself.
"I don't suppose you happen to know which room she in." he whispered.
"No but maybe Atlas does." Exile whispered back as he pulled the sleeve of his white coat down. Time Turner found himself staring at the small watch-like device with fascination. While he might not know all of the device's functions, it was quite clear to him that it was a very advance piece of technology. He wonders who made it.
That thought floated away as the small machine started to make a series of bird calls and then what sounded like Equestria's national anthem being played backwards.
"He said that she's on the second floor, third room on the right by the elevator." The pale pony translated.
"How do you understand what that thing is saying?" Time Turner asked as they made their way to the elevator.
The Exile lifted his shoulders in a shrug. "I don't know, I just… know."
The earth ponies moved towards the elevator in a calm but fast pace. The last thing they needed right now was to be called over to some medical emergency by a nurse. Not that it would be much of a problem for Time Turner as he actually has medical training and had on one occasion perform an operation.
They found the elevator and wasted no time getting in it and pressing the button for the second floor. As the door were closing an all too familiar olive mare hoped in the small lift. Time Turners eyes nearly fell out of his head as he recognizes Carrot Top. The mare looks dreadful as her coat had become a duller grade of olive and her once curly mane was now messy and unkempt.
"Excuse me." she said in a voice so hollow that it was barely heard over the sound of the lift slowly being pulled upwards.
Thankfully, she didn't pay either pony much attention, in fact she didn't seem all that aware about the things around her, more focus on her own little world. He knew why, she's Derpy's closest friend and had taken the role as her protector when her mother disappeared, she must feel like she had failed her.
Another pony suffering because of me. The chestnut pony thought.
Despite the obvious dislike she had towards him, Time Turner actually found Carrot Top's devotion to Derpy somewhat inspiring. Derpy is indeed lucky to have a friend like her standing by her side.
"Miss Carrot Top." He said out loud catching her attention.
The olive mare slowly turns to face him, her tired face suddenly change to a mixture of shock, surprise and anger. "You." she hissed her voice sounding as acidly as physically possible.
Before the Doctor could say anything else an olive hoof shot out an struck him across the face. "What in Tartarus are you doing here!" she shouted as she lifted her hoof for delivery another blow.
"I came to help." Time Turner said in a calm voice taking another hit across the face. He knew he could easily dodge the attacks, but that would only make Carrot Top angrier and more likely to not help him.
"I think you've done more than enough." she said as she raised her hoof again only this time it was held there by a pale hoof.
Carrot Top looked at the pale pony as if she had only just notice that he was in the elevator as well, she also notice that the elevator had come to a sudden stop. Exile kept his hold on the mare's hoof but was staring at Time Turner with an annoyed expression.
"Doc, who is this mare and what is her problem." He asked paying little attention to the struggling mare in his gasp.
"My problem! I tell what my problem is. Because of this pony my friend is laying in a hospital bed in a coma she may never wake up from." The olive mare yelled glaring daggers into Time Turner. "I knew you were trouble. I should have listen to my gut and chased you off the moment I saw you but no, I saw how she looked at you, the why she would smile whenever you were around and now…now she'll might never wake up and I'll might never be able to say I'm sorry. It's all your fault. It's all…your…fault.
Exile let go of the mare's hoof as she descended to the floor and started to cry uncontrollably. The pale pony shot a look of bafflement to Time Turner who was leaning down to join Carrot Top on the floor.
"You're right, it is my fault." he whispered. "I was the one who put her in the position to get hurt and that knowledge pains me to no ends. If I was smart I would have run and get as far away from her as possible so that I can never put her in danger again, but I couldn't that now. Not when she's stuck like this, so I'm going to do the only thing a doctor can do and try to fix things even if it means I have spent the rest of my life in prison."
Carrot Top stopped her crying for a moment as she looked deep into his ocean blue eyes. A part of her was screaming not to listen to him, remanding her that he was a suspected terrorist, but looking into those blue eyes she could only see honestly and a fierce determination.
"Can you help her?" she asked not caring at how hopelessly desperate she sounded.
"Yeah, he can." Exile said before Time Turner had a chance to speak. "But is going to be hard if he's back in a cell."
The olive mare went silent for a moment as she thought about it the situation and the possible consequences one last time before looking up at Time Tuner and said. "Okay, Skippy if you really help bring Derpy back then I won't turn you in, but I swear if you do anything to make her worse than being sent back to prison is the least of your worries."
"Deal." He said as he helped her up the floor.
Exile, who was still slightly confuse by the whole event, turned to the rows of buttons and reactivated the lift. As it continues on with it's ascent the pale pony took his place beside Time Turner while eyeing the mare suspiciously. "So, who is this mare again?" he whispered.
"Her names Carrot Top. She's Derpy's best friend and self-proclaim protector." He whispered back. "She's been looking after Derpy since they were fillies and as you can see she doesn't like me very much."
"No kidding. So why did you catch her attention like that?"
"Because Carrot Top was going to find out that I'm here eventually. I thought that it would be better that she found out now in a small elevator where there's only the three of us then in front of the entire hospital."
"Hmm…that's pretty smart."
"Thank you."
"Knocking her out would have been easier though."
Time Turner gave a heavy sigh as he rub the space between his eyes with his hoof. Something tells him that he's going to hear a lot of that from his new companion.
Keeping to her word Carrot Top calmly led them to Derpy's room with no hassles. The trip took longer due to the crowd of doctors, nurses and patients moving around the halls as they went about their business. Thankfully no one took any notice of them or call for them for some medical insight.
They came to a stop at a door with the number 302 painted on it. Time Turner couldn't help taking in a deep breath as he prepares himself for what lays beyond the door. He had seen the damages lasers can do and they were never pretty, he only hope that it wasn't too extensive.
Carrot Top push the door open and entered followed by the Exile and Time Turner. The chestnut stallion's eye immediately fell on the sleeping grey mare in the centre of the room. He was both surprise and grateful to see that she didn't look as bad as he had thought but he still felt guilty for seeing her like this.
It should have been me. he thought as he grabbed a hold of the chart at the end of the bed and started to read through it. The Exile moves over to the side of the bed staring at the grey mare with sincere expression. "She doesn't look as bad as I thought she would." He muttered.
"She's been like this since the attack." Carrot Top said taking a seat next to him. "The doctors say that she's perfectly fine psychically but that for some reason she just won't wake up. They think that she might have bumped her head when she fell to the ground."
Not a bad assumption. Time Turner thought as he read through the medical chart. The coma could have easily be cause by head trauma through that was just one out of a hundred other theories to her condition. The chestnut coloured stallion moved over to the other side of the bed and lifted the sleeping Derpy slightly to see the burnt, swollen skin underneath her wing. By the look of it the laser had only scratch the surface of her body but even a scratch can be incredibly painful.
"Well?" Carrot Top asks. "Can you help her?"
Truthfully he couldn't. While he might be able to fix the burn he has absolutely no idea how to bring Derpy back into the world of the living. If her brain had indeed gotten damage in some way then he wouldn't even know where to start on healing it and even if he did he doubts that the hospital has the equipment to perform an operation on such a delicate area.
"Of course he can." Exile stated calmly. "In fact he has the very thing to bring your friend back right in his pocket."
Time Turner stares at the pale stallion for a moment which he returns by giving him a knowing wink. Reaching into the stolen coat's pocket he was surprise when he pulled it out a small glass vial containing a strange gold liquid.
"What is that." Carrot Top asked leaning over the bed a little to get a better look.
"It's a special type of medicine that will both heal your friend and wake her up. Right Doc." Exile said though he was staring at Time Turner as he was speaking.
The chestnut stallion looked from the vial to the Exile then back at the vial. "Yes, it does." He said though he shot the pale pony a confuse look as he lean closer to the sleeping mare.
He gently lifted her head up and pulled the cork out of the vial using his teeth. For a moment he held the vial to her parted lips and stared at the angelic face of the mare he had grown so fond of. Please work. He prayed though if one of the alicorns heard him they made no sign of it.
The golden liquid poured slowly into Derpy's mouth but the moment it touched her tongue the wound on her side faded away. Time Turner was amazed when he saw this and even more so as fur started to regrow making as if she was never hit by the laser. Hope started to stir inside the time traveling stallion which was something he hadn't felt in a long time.
Carrot Top and Exile also notice a charge in the sleeping mare though to them it was something more subtle. Her coat which had looked dull had now become shiny and much healthier looking then before. Soon their attention turns to her sleeping face and they waited.
And waited.
And waited.
And…waited.
"Is…is she going to wake up?" Carrot Top asks turning to chestnut stallion with a pleading look in her eye.
"Just give a minute." The pile pony said though he too sounded worried.
Time Turner ignored the two ponies as he stares into the grey mare's face, searching for any sign of her waking up. The hope that had grown inside of him was now slowly fading away as time passes by. A feeling of desperation washed over him when the last ounce of hope had faded away. He pulled the sleeping mare closer to him, resting his head above hers.
"Please, come back to me." he whispered as tears formed around his eyes. "Please."
"Doctor?"
Time Turner's eyes widen when he heard the faint but recognizable voice. He lean his head backwards and looked down to see two beautiful, sleepy golden eyes staring up at him.
"I had the weirdest dream."
Derpy back Yay!
I hope you guys like this chapter because I had the worst case of writers block in the history of fanfic writing.
Also I need a new beta reader.
Also Twilight is an alicorn now which is… kind of cool I guess? Though I wished they made that episode a two-parter and introduce some new villain but what are you going to do.
Anyway is good to be back.