I decided I hated the original chapter but wanted it to still be there, thus I reedited it, I think this one fits better anway...Itll work better in the end I think.

Ali walked into her room and was greeted with the sound of laughter, the two motherly women were laughing loudly over some shared memory.
"And then the poor boy got pushed into the river! You remember that Mattie?" Isa said between gasps of air.
"Or course, I was the one who pushed him in!" They cracked up again, when they calmed down a bit they noticed Ali giving them one of those 'I missed the joke so I'm not laughing' looks.
"Just how long have you been friends?" Her question was directed to the both of them but Isa spoke up.
"Well, lets see we were born in '65, lived next door to each other and grew up together, so I would say about 55 years, not that we are THAT old." Isa added with a wink.
"Tell me more." Ali sat down on the edge of her bed and gazed at them with wide eyes. Isa and Mattie glanced at each other, it never occurred to Ali before just how alike these two were in their personalities and looks.
"Well." Mattie spoke. "The two of us grew up together, like sisters, and when we got married well it was only natural that we lived next door to each other." Isa butted in.
"And I still can't get rid of you after all these years." Mattie gave her a cheeky grin.
"Well I had my daughter and Mattie was her second mother"
"Mattie you didn't have any children"
"No, we tried it just never happened"
"Oh. I'm sorry." Mattie shook her head.
"No need to be, Im almost glad it saved the heartbreak of losing them to dragons"
"What about your husbands"
"Oh, Richard had cancer, died when he was fairly young and my daughter got married and moved away to France, last time I heard from her was before Paris fell"
"Mine, Albert, had a heart attack 8 years back, so now once again its just us two." Silence.
"What about you Ali? What's your story?" Ali smiled.
"I should have expected that, fair trade after all. Uhm let's see, my father was in the military and my mom stayed at home and took care of me and my brother. I lived in Texas until I was five then we got transferred. My dad was big on the military and his dream was to have my brother, Nathan, become a Marine. I don't really know what happened to them because when I was 8 or 9 mom decided I should see my grandmother who lived over here, so the two of us got onto a plane and came across 'the pond.' We were only supposed to stay over here for 2 weeks." She shrugged her shoulders.
"After that we just kind of ran from place to place did whatever to stay alive, tried to stay a step ahead of them. We'd stay in the subways or bomb shelters whenever possible. When I was 18 my mom finally died and I've pretty much been on my own since. I did stay at another castle for about 7 years but things got so bad me and a few otherschose to leave, of course that wasn't the brightest plan as I'm the only one still alive." The two old women felt sympathy for the girl, after all they had at least grown up and lived without fear of dragons for half of their lives, but the younger ones, ones like Quinn, Creedy and Ali, they had grown up with dragons, life before ash and fire was a distant memory. Because of the dragons they had lost so much, family, friends, love, life, and their youth. They made for themselves a new life, hiding behind stone, cowering in the shadows when a dragon was spotted. Only the strongest, or luckiest, survived to see another day. Even the little ones, they had no idea what grass was, they never saw a live unburnt tree, never not known the fear of a dragon. Who needed nightmares when they lived one?