Hello, sorry for the long wait again. This Chapter just explains how they get out of the white space. Enjoy (I hope)!

I don't own anything except Evil, the time device and the story line. The spectacular character of Flair is used with permission from Lithe.

Finding The Way

"So then he says, 'Does your mother know that you're gay?', Oh you should have seen the looks on their faces!"

"What happened next?" asked Ember, raising an eyebrow. She wasn't really interested, she just wanted Flair occupied. If he became bored with nothing to talk about he started irritating her by poking floating objects in her direction.

For the past half hour they had been drifting through the white emptiness, occasionally coming across strange machines and gizmos from other worlds. Flair had been keeping her occupied by talking about his colleagues and his experiences. Ember was fascinated, really. She had never met a dragon that could talk for so long .

"Well, loads of 'em shout 'Sir, Yes, Sir!' but most of 'em just murmured and looked around. Mind you, there was this one guy at the back that was...er..well... forget about him lets talk about something else,"

"Oh what a spectacularly funny life you lead," stated Ember. Flair was oblivious to the fact that she was not even looking at him when he spoke to her and when she did reply, her voice was distant and void of any emotion.

"Hey, lighten up! I know we'll probably never get out of here alive... but look on the bright side!"

"Bright side? We're hopelessly lost in time and space and you think there's a ..bright side?" Ember yelled with a look of anger and disbelief.

"Er...this whole place is gleaming, endless white, so yeah, there's a bright side." stated Flair with a grin that could make the calmest person in all of the dragon realms snap.

Ember glared daggers at him.

"You know, you have a very fiery attitude," commented Flair, noticing the looks he was getting.

"Well, try not to get burnt," replied Ember sharply.

"Whoa...there, see? You're doing it again!" accused Flair,

"Look, if we're going to be trapped in here for all eternity please try not to get on my bad side?" asked Ember with a hopeful expression.

After a few seconds of apparent contemplation, Flair appeared to make his mind up but chose not to say anything in response to Embers request.

"Well, even if she has the sense of humour of a tomato, it's nice to have someone to talk to," thought Flair. It was then that he noticed, floating approximately 4 metres above his head, a gun . This gun looked to be a semi-automatic pistol, caught between bars of twisted metal and what appeared to be a giant fish tank.

Flair knew that Ember wouldn't approve of him having a gun, so he carefully glided up towards it.

His hand slowly reached up and his fingers wrapped around the sleek, metallic handle. Its glossy barrel made Flair feel comforted. He was armed, he was deadly and he had a smile that could bring shivers running down the spine of anything with a spine.Flair then realised that he was being watched. The smile vanished and the gun disappeared behind his back.Ember had one of those looks that pierced through every secret you could keep.

"And that would be?" asked Ember, her hands on her hips and her eyes still and glaring.

"Erm, it's a semi-automatic pistol from my time...I er...wanted it for protection, y 'know ...just in case we get attacked..," said Flair, looking in every direction apart from Ember's.

"So if you wanted to shoot me in the back of the head you could?" stated Ember, coldly.

"Oh for fuck's sake!" cried Flair rolling is eyes ,"will you stop being so goddamn cruel!"

"Of all the arrogant, self centred bastards I could've got stuck with, I land with their king ," Ember complained.

"ARROGANT? I am not arrogant! Jeeze, of all the female dragons in the Empire, I get stuck with the worst," replied Flair waving his arms in the air to exaggerate his point.

"Oh shut the hell up. Why don't you do the universe a favour and use that gun to extract your brain! If you even have one! " spat Ember viciously.

"Man, you are such a bitch!" yelled Flair, baring his fangs threateningly.

"SO-ARE-YOU!" she screamed as a tear welled up in her eye and slowly ran down her snout. Flair noticed this and his threatening pose instantly dizzolved. His face was a look of concern as he watched her turn away with her head low and wings drooping.

Ember couldn't take this anymore. She had known her chances of escape were low, but it had just struck her that she may be stuck here, like this 'till the day she ceased to exist. She would never see Spyro's face ever again...

"Ember... I didn't mean to... I'm sorry," said Flair, softly.

Her shoulders rose and fell with silent sobs. Flair discarded the weapon to the side and floated over to Ember. With a comforting arm he turned her around to face him.

"Hey... I'm sorry okay? I didn't mean to snap like that...," said Flair, wiping her tears away, just like Spyro used to. Ember looked up into his eyes. Flair saw her shocked expression and wondered what he had done wrong.

"What?" he asked quickly, concern and slight irritation in his voice.

Ember just stared deep into his eyes, her mouth slightly open and her eyes wide. Her brow creased slowly and she looked confused. A long, awkward silence followed as they just stared at each other. Flair wore a confused expression as he looked back at her.

"Ember...what is it? Is it something I said?" he asked.

Ember's look of shocked confusion was changing. It was replaced with a look of anger, hatred and despair. Her eyes closed and her teeth gritted.

"STOP IT!" she screamed in a voice filled with pure rage, yelling more to the surroundings rather then Flair. Flair's eyes went wide as her fist raced up to meet his snout. They connected, sending Flair hurtling away with the speed of a cannonball.

"STOOOOOP!" she screamed again at the white emptiness. With this, she sunk into an exhausted hover. Her head low and a steady stream of tears cascading down her smooth cheeks. Her fists were still clenched and her knuckles were bleeding. Crimson blood floated around her hand, slowly drifting away.

Flair, dazed but not unconscious, shook his head to recover from the blow. He grunted and massaged his aching snout.

"Damn it..., woman needs... anger management...uh..,"

He flipped himself upright and began an unsteady flight back to Ember's collapsed form. Her eyes were dark and she seemed to be distant, not really aware of anything going on around her. Flair's first idea was to thump her back, but his manners prevented him from doing so. Instead, her carefully picked her back up, careful not to cause further injury to her or himself, and gripped her shoulders firmly but not tight enough to cause pain.

"Ember, if you don't tell me what the hell just happened, I'll be forced to stun you and then go ahead alone. I'm sorry but your...unpredictable and I'm getting a little fed up with your attitude," Flair looked serious but concerned at the same time.

"You...reminded me of...of..-,"

"Of who? Your mate?" finished Flair, hesitating slightly on the last word.

"Yes...th-...the way you looked...reminded me of him. It reminded me that I'm alone now. That he's not going to even exist until I save him," she spoke quietly, almost in a whisper.

"He's lucky to have you ," blurted Flair before he had a chance to think about what he was saying.

"No...no he isn't. He's a hero...I'm a failure. He's been through hell and back to save my life. He overcame a great evil just to get me back, and now look at me! I'm just floating here talking to some guy who's a constant reminder of how much I've lost... I don't deserve him. He deserves better," Ember said, barely opening her mouth.

"Ember, don't say that...You're a wonderful person and I'm sure he loves you for who you are... Not for who you could be," said Flair, draping a comforting arm around her shoulders.

"Why are you doing this? Why are you wasting your time trying to help me?" asked Ember, looking at him with curious eyes.

"Because you're a nice person...and nice people aren't allowed to get trapped in a white void of nothingness," chirped Flair, nudging her gently in an attempt to cheer her up.

"I just don't-," started Ember, but she was quickly cut off by a small high pitched beep from the time device mounted to her wrist.

"What the fu-hmph!"Flair's snout was squeezed shut by Ember, who was focussing on the blinking red light on the side of the vortex generator.

"The vortex is recharged...We...WE CAN GET OUT!" yelled Ember happily.

"What the hell are you talking about?" asked Flair.

"Look," began Ember, "When I got back from the past I created a device to send me in to the future, right? Unfortunately, and not surprisingly, time travel uses up a lot of energy. The energy it uses is from the timestream itself, so in order to travel again it needs to re-charge!"

"Right, time-stream power, got it...So the light means it has regenerated?" asked Flair, nodding his head, starting to understand what Ember meant.

"Yes, so now we can make another portal to take us out of here!"squealed Ember in delight.

"Are you sure it can take both of us?"asked Flair, looking hopefully at the device.

"It should do, I mean, we've been in here for over seven hours so it should be fully recovered," stated Ember.

"Well? What are you waiting for? Let's go!" cried Flair, grinning again.

Ember hit a square shaped button near the surface of the vortex generator. A small blue holographic rectangle appeared in mid air in front of the generator. The rectangle was set out like a keyboard, except it was covered in strange hieroglyphics and symbols that made no sense to Flair.

"What do those symbols mean?" he asked, pointing to the console.

"It's ancient Draconic. I made it in another language that I'm familiar with so that it would be safe from someone who may want to use it for evil, so I chose the language of the ancient Dragon Elders. This console allows us to choose a destination in time and space,"informed Ember, "Quite useful really,"

She punched some keys and a small holographic screen appeared above the console. As she typed, a quiet humming began. She finished typing and hit a key that was most likely 'enter'.The screens disappeared and the top of the device rotated to face away from Ember. The top then opened and flipped out to reveal the gun-like Time Vortex Generator. The humming grew steadily louder and an orb of golden light appeared at the tip of the gun.

"Here goes!" yelled Ember over the noise.

With a groaning that sounded like two sheets of corrugated metal scraping together, a large disc of light formed in front of them.

"Are we going in there!" asked Flair over the volume.

"Yeah!" cried Ember.

Ember reached her other hand out and grabbed Flair (whose face had paled to a near white colour) and pushed him in.

"WoaaaaAAAAAH!" he yelled as his body was sucked in. Ember couldn't help but smile to herself. She hit another button and the gun folded back inside the compartment. The portal stayed open just long enough for Ember to slip through along with the collection of guns that she had secretly acquired whilst Flair wasn't looking. After all, no telling what would be on the other side, is there?

Well I hope you liked it. The next one will be up some time this year! I'm on holiday for the next week so no writing for me unfortunately. But I will post the next one ASAP!By the way, thanks for all your fantastic reviews, they keep me going! Until next time!