Note: It is time to see what Lyric and Summer are doing! I usually say at this point that I really like writing these parts, but I will have to admit that I had a lot of trouble getting through this one chapter, so please forgive me if the quality of this specific chapter does not live up to the general standards. I have been really busy, you must understand; however, I will elaborate on that at the closing author's notes. Now on to answering some reviews. To AdorkableDerpy, thanks! Huggies are on par (if not vastly better than) reviews, and having a huggy IN a review exponentially increases the encouragement value. To Russet Burbanks, how can you NOT think the Meshemedada is cute? Well, you are entitled to your own opinion. But I think it is cuddly. Now on to the story everyone!

Dimension: Rerenhaw

Planet: Rerenhaw

Specific Location: The Council Room

Time: Six days after Lyric found Summer

Celestia looked about in wonder as she trotted into the Council Room of Rerenhaw. She almost moaned softly in appreciation as she drank in the soft white and light blue lights that illuminated the flawlessly white room. In the center was the beautiful council room table, and at the other side stood Mattimeo, arms crossed, waiting for her.

"Not… not to seem rude of anything of the sort," breathed Celestia, "But why am I here?"

"Princess Celestia," stated Mattimeo, "You are here because I have something personal to ask of you."

Celestia cocked her head to one side, her Technicolor mane flowing majestically. She bobbed her head slightly, prompting Mattimeo to continue.

Mattimeo gestured towards the council room table. A physical cacophony of light sprang to life as several holographic displays flared up. On each display was several views of a blueprint of a nanorobot.

"What strange things are these?" asked Celestia, regarding the devices with curiosity.

"These are nano-devices that specialize in facial scanning, recognition, and cataloging. They are about half the size of the average proton."

"W-why are you telling me this?" said Celestia, flustered by being in the presence of a Dimensional Lord aside from Doxia.

"I have a small container that contains about a googol of those nano-devices. Within one minute of release, these devices can cover an entire major landmass and scan the faces of every being on said landmass."

"What…?"

"Celestia, in ten minutes you are going to have a summit meeting with the Stallion Empire concerning the over-sea boundary treaties."

"What do you mean…?"

"When you get to that summit meeting, I need you to release the container just before entering the main building."

"Mattimeo!" interjected Celestia loudly, "What is going on?"

Mattimeo stared Celestia down for a moment, then he sighed, "Celestia, Amethyst is looking for Princess Twilight Sparkle's daughter."

Celestia did a double-take. Then she said, almost mournfully, "Mattimeo, Summer has been dead for over several years now."

Mattimeo almost chuckled. "We just found that she is still alive. However, she is lost somewhere in the Stallion Empire. In order to find her, we need one of those nano-devices to identify her face – which I have seen in a dreamscape – and then alert us of its position. We find the triggered nano-device, we find Summer."

Celestia exhaled long and loud. "I am so grateful for what you are doing, but are you sure I must do it? Do you truly realize how complicated our political positions are? Equestria, Amethyst, and the Stallion Empire, I mean."

"I have seen 300 billion years of complicated political positions in the form of the Emerald Empire and the Amethyst Empire, Celestia," said Mattimeo firmly, "Think of what you are doing as an adventure."

Celestia could not help but giggle nervously a bit. "You are sounding a bit like Doxia, Mattimeo."

Mattimeo turned about and snapped a finger. A portal opened up beside Celestia. Through the rip in dimensions Celestia could see her royal chariot awaiting her in the courtyard of Canterlot Castle.

Celestia actually felt rather nervous. Of course she had plenty of summit meetings with the Stallion Empire over the past twenty-two years, but this seemed dangerous. However, she felt a little of that nervousness slip away as Mattimeo gently patted her majestic shoulder. She turned and smiled a bit at him through her flowing mane. Mattimeo then gave her the canister.

"Good luck," he said emotionlessly, "Just be covert."

Celestia nodded regally, getting her Princess act back on. "Thank you Mattimeo, I shall do as you say."

She then stepped through the portal. Mattimeo nodded to her once more as she handed the canister gently to one of her Pegasus guards. Then, with a swift motion, he slammed the portal shut.

Mattimeo then activated another holographic projection which he linked to the captain of the A.E.S. Incandescence, which was orbiting a remote galaxy in the My Little Pony dimension.

"Captain," said Mattimeo, "prepare the Phantom Hellfire ATS-9. I need it to go to the skies above the Stallion Empire of Equestria Earth in the Harmony Tree dimension and await my commands. Cloaking for that ship on full power. No sentient being must know of its presence."

"Acknowledged," reported the captain, "Launching now."

Mattimeo disconnected the link.

"Don't worry Summer," murmured Mattimeo, "We are coming."

With that, Mattimeo closed his eyes and entered the dreamscape. In a couple minutes he found the detached consciousness of Summer. With a slight mental push he entered the dream.

Summer was sitting, dejectedly in the middle of nowhere, shivering. Not out of cold, of course, but out of fear of being alone. The moment she detected the arrival of Mattimeo, she leapt up onto all fours.

"Mattimeo!" she cried happily. She galloped up to him and ran straight into his waiting arms. Her blind eyes welled up with tears as she nuzzled Mattimeo's chest.

"Summer, I am glad to see you again," said Mattimeo gently, running his fingertips through her mane.

"I'm so scared, Mattimeo," mumbled Summer, "What is going to happen to me? What if I never wake up?"

"You are going to be okay," said Mattimeo, "We are searching for you as we speak. If Lyric does not save you, we will get you ourselves."

Summer hesitated. "I… I think Lyric will pull through," she stammered.

Mattimeo blinked, there was at least a minute of silence. Finally he said, "You still don't want us to save you?"

Summer looked down at her forehooves. "It's just… It's just… I don't know. I'm still afraid that you might take me away. I know you really want those strange memories in my head – and if I could I would give them to you, honest! – but I also really do not want to spirited off to some strange place, away from the only ponies I know."

Mattimeo cocked his head to one side. There was yet another minute-long pause as the Dimensional Lord thought of his options. "I know you might be wary… but now… but now I only want you safe, and if that means letting you and Lyric go your own way, then I will let you both alone."

Summer nodded her head slightly. Then she looked up into Mattimeo's face with her blank eyes. "Will I ever see you again?"

Mattimeo actually chuckled. "One day little one, one day."

Suddenly Mattimeo stiffened as his HUD alerted him of an important event: Celestia had completed her mission. The devices had spread across the continent of the Stallion Empire, and they had found Summer. "I must go now."

"Why?" asked Summer innocently.

Mattimeo hesitated as he thought of twisting the truth. But he threw aside the idea quickly. Then he said, "We've found you."

"Oh, Mattimeo!" cried Summer desperately, "I'm with Lyric! Please! Let me stay!"

Calling up some more holographic images, Mattimeo looked at the surrounding environment. "I do not see anyone. I think Lyric is gone."

"What?" gasped Summer, "But… but…"

Mattimeo held up a hand, silencing her. "Imagine his voice for me. We can retool the nano-devices to search for his unique vocal signature."

"Nano-what?"

"Can you image his voice for me?"

"Oh… b-but of course…"

Summer proceeded to close her eyes and draw up instances of Lyric talking. Mattimeo swiftly took the instances telepathically. He sent the unique voice signature to central command. Central command at Amethyst HQ quickly distributed the new search criteria to the nano-devices infesting the Stallion Empire. Within seconds the nano-devices retooled themselves and set about their new tasks, searching for the voice signature. A moment later Mattimeo received a hit and it was sent to the HUD. The nano-devices had found Lyric and were tracking him visually.

Mattimeo actually took in a sharp breath as he saw the wounded Lyric work his way through the icy-cold forest. Observing now with baited breath, Mattimeo stood stock still as he continued to watch the poor colt drag himself through the snow. However, his trance was broken by Lyric's voice.

"Did… Did Lyric abandon me?"

Summer's voice was small, meek, and tearful. Mattimeo sighed in relief.

"No, little one, he is practically going through hell to get back to you… and he has a serum that will pull you out of the coma."

Summer literally leaped for joy. "I'm going to be okay! I will wake up!"

Mattimeo felt her joy as his own. "You are going to be okay, Summer. However, I will keep an eye on you."

Summer cocked her head to one side as she thought about that. Then she perked up and said, "Like a guardian angel!"

Mattimeo chuckled. "Yes… like a guardian angel. I must go now, but I will watch over you… always."

With that, Mattimeo teleported back to the Council Room of Rerenhaw. Telepathically he brought up a large holographic live feed of the video that was being taken from the nano-device that was stalking Lyric.

In a moment he had connected via a telepathic link to the pilot of the Phantom Hellfire.

"Hover above Primary Target's coordinates and arm all weapons," said Mattimeo, "You will be on standby until Secondary Target's arrival on the scene. When they are together, go to full protection mode. Anything that is armed that comes within 50 meters of the two is to be eliminated with full prejudice. Understood?"

"Understood Lord Mattimeo," replied a voice over the link, "Pilot of Phantom Hellfire T1879 over and out."

Mattimeo quickly disconnected. Closing down that one holographic projection, he turned his attention back to the live feed of the nano-device that was tracking the movements of Lyric.

Mattimeo crossed his arms slowly as he watched the despondent colt work his way through the freezing forest.

"You must do this, Lyric," muttered Mattimeo, "You must do it."

Dimension: My Little Pony

Planet: Equestria Earth

Specific Location: The Stallion Empire

Time: Six days after Lyric found Summer

Lyric grunted in pain as he dragged himself over a rather sharp rise in the snow. Blood trailed behind them like a ribbon of crimson, a streamer of red. With one final gasp of exertion, Lyric collapsed to take a breather.

Muzzle half buried in snow, Lyric snorted sharply as he tried to keep himself from passing out. Slowly sitting up, he looked at the serum in his hoof through sleep-deprived eyes.

"Must… get this… to Summer," gasped Lyric. With another pained grunt, he dragged himself up and looked over his shoulder.

He sighed as he saw the long trail of blood that marked his passage through the forest. However, he quickly shook off the foreboding sense of apprehension and continued to work his way through the forest.

"So… cold…" muttered Lyric, shuddering. He looked up into the cold sky that was peeping through the snowy foliage. Just as he did that, light snow began to fall. "Great…"

Shaking off the light snowfall, Lyric pressed on. As he worked, he talked to himself.

"It's been what now… a week?" he muttered to himself, "And almost every single days I've nearly been killed. So what? I don't know… but I am not giving up Summer."

He paused for a moment, then snorted, "She may seem like a liability or deadweight to some… but she is starting to mean more than anything to me…"

His chattered died away, and soon silence claimed the scene before him. An icy wind gently blew across the forest setting, swaying the snow-laden pines. The snow gently fell from the sky, and the sun shimmered through the treetops on its way to be swallowed by western mountain range of the frozen north of the Stallion Empire.

Several minutes later, he stumbled back into the clearing where Summer was hidden. There she was, a disheveled little filly wrapped in blankets. Lyric sobbed brokenly with relief. He had made it there and Summer was not dead.

Lyric sighed. Now he could give her the serum. However, at that moment he hesitated. Should he be giving her this? What did it even do? Lyric bit his cold, stiff bottom lip as indecision bounced about in his skull. Finally he threw his indecision out the window, knowing that this was his only shot at waking her up. He knew very little about medical devices, but he did know that the drugs that went into the serum should be useful in reviving sleep-locked patients. It was now or never.

Stumbling up to the blind filly. Pulling back the blankets, he rammed the needle point into a blood vessel on her flank. Summer immediately went into spasms as the serum took effect, revitalizing her brain to the core.

Summer shot up, her blank eyes wild. She jolted up, but Lyric held her down firmly. She bucked and kicked as the serum burned through her nervous system like wildfire, searing away the lingering effects of the coma that she had been thrust into. Drawing in another huge intake of breath, as if she had been underwater for a prolonged period, Summer came fully to her senses. The first thing she did was to start screaming.

"Lyric?" she yelled frantically, her blank eyes darting about as if searching for her best friend, "LYRIC?!"

Lyric quickly covered her muzzle with a hoof. Summer broke down crying. Hugging Lyric to her, Summer sobbed loudly. Lyric hugged her back firmly, saying "It's okay… It's okay… We're safe now."

Lyric started to cry a little as well as he rocked Summer back and forth. Summer continued to sob as she clutched at him.

"W-what's going on?" she sobbed, "There was the tanks… then that loud noise… Why?"

Still rocking her back and forth, Lyric replied, "It was nothing. You just took a little nap, that's all. But it is all over now."

Summer sniffled, and then got her emotions under control. He head had stopped spinning, and she no longer felt excrutiating pain lancing through her. However, now she felt tired, very tired. All she wanted now was rest, rest from the coma that she had just escaped. A natural rest.

"Lyric? I'm tired… can I rest?" she mumbled.

Lyric nodded his head vigorously, stroking her mane gently, "Yes. You can rest. We are safe now."

However, just as that phrase drifted into the air, Summer mumbled, "Wait… I hear something… Terrorists?" She attempted to raise herself from the sleep that was inexorably pulling her down, but she only collapsed in a heap. Lyric quickly gathered Summer into his hooves again as his stomach flipped and flopped. What was going on? He had just saved Summer, and he was not allowed even a little bit of peace? It seemed not, for moments after Summer had collapsed, Lyric too could hear the shouts of oncoming hostiles. And from the sounds of it, they were terrorists, not Stallion Empire soldiers on a search-and-rescue mission for the downed medical helicopter.

Lyric looked at Summer, who was still exhausted, drugged, and disoriented, and then at his twisted hoof. They were in no shape to run, and even if they did attempt to run, they would only die tired.

"Lyric?" murmured Summer, "What is going to happen to us?"

Lyric sighed again. "We die."

"Die?" asked Summer, her voice barely above a whisper, "Together?"

A small smile twitched Lyric's lips. "Yeah… Together."

Summer cocked her head back and gently kissed Lyric on the cheek. Then she passed out. The shouts got louder and louder, but Lyric simply closed his eyes and buried his muzzle in her fuzzy mane.

Twelve terrorists stormed in on the clearing. In seconds they surrounded the two disheveled foals.

"Frozen Heart, I think we found your two little targets," said one of the terrorists over a com, "Shall we dispose of them?"

"Yes," Frozen Heart's voice crackled over the radio, "What are you waiting for? Shoot them!"

The one terrorists turned about. "Shoot them now!" he screamed.

The terrorists raised their gun to shoot… then gunshots filled the air. However, the gunshots were not from the terrorists' guns. They were energy blasts from an unknown source. Lyric's eyes snapped open to view total chaos unfolding before him. His eyes widened immensely. Some invisible attacker was firing bolts of glowing power at the terrorists. The blobs of superheated power seared out from nowhere and was blasting the terrorists to smithereens. In moments they were all dead. Suddenly several more terrorists ran into the clearing, and a tank flattened a whole section of trees, and they all started firing into the air but to no avail. They did not stand a chance at all. A hail of dark energy bolts punched holes through the new terrorists, sending them spinning into the frozen foliage bordering the clearing, smoke pouring from their wounds. The tank's turret whizzed and buzzed as it turned this way and that, trying to get its bearing. But how does one target something visually if it cannot be seen? There was a pause, then small missiles hissed out of the invisible airborne vehicle. The three projectiles struck the tank and detonated. Massive plumes of purplish energy blossomed out. The plumes froze for a second in space, then imploded, sucking the whole tank into nothing. The metal giant creaked and shrieked as the turret, frontal armor plates, engines, tracks, and everything else bent in on itself. In moments the whole thing was gone, sucked into the space of an atom by the attack.

Lyric's mouth dropped open as the dust cleared. Silence reigned supreme. Thick smoke drifted through the clearing from the dead terrorists, and several small fires had started from the energy attacks despite the below-freezing temperatures, snow, and ice. The trees surrounding the clearing swayed gently, but many of the nearby trees were bent at odd angels now, and their branches and bark were singed badly.

At that very moment, Summer slipped into consciousness again. "Lyric…? Are we in Heaven?" she murmured.

Lyric chuckled breathlessly, unable to do much else. "No… but I think Heaven might have just come to berth here for a moment."

Summer began to fall asleep again. "It must have been my guardian angel…"

With that, the two collapsed into unconsciousness. Unbeknownst to them, a powerfully armed hovercraft fighter, an Amethyst Phantom Hellfire, floated above them, watching over them and waiting for any enemies that dared draw near.

Note: Okay, now I have some bad news. I will not be posting anything next week, and there is a rather large chance that I will not post the week after that as well. School is starting, and I need to prepare for it. I will be flying to Manehattan soon! Well, technically it is Troy, New York. On the bright side I am preparing a big new story, which I will release in the near future. Now please review! If you give me a review (A.K.A. FEEDBACK) I will give you a souvenir! From Manehattan! Naturally it will be invisible like everything else I've given you, but it is still there technically... Thanks!