Ten

                                    

                                          
Soarin' paced the room. Moving back and forth with a passion. As Dash slowly opened her eyes, she found him nearly crying. 
                          
"Dash?" He sobbed a little. 
                          
"Hey." Her voice raspy like she had swallowed nails. 
                          
"Oh my god, Dashie!" He pulled her into his arms. 
                          
"What happened?" She pushed back onto the bed. 
                          
"I think I can answer that." The doctor smiled. "The stress that Dash has been carrying has resided so far into her pregnancy it put stress into the fetuses luckily enough you and the ponies survived but I'm putting you on strict bed rest for the next week or so. No work. No play. Just rest. You've been discharged you just need to be wheeled out of here." He pulled in a wheel chair. 
                          
"Great." She sighed staring at the chair in front of her. 
                          
Soarin' slowly helped her into the chair and wheeled her out of the hospital. Picking up the wheel chair, praying he wouldn't drop his beautiful fiancé, he took off into the skies. Dash held on with all her might and prayed that she would survive this to murder her doctor later. They finally reached their home and Soarin' helped Dash up to their room.
                          
"I'm gonna regret this aren't I." Dash sighed setting herself on her pillow. 
                          
"Regret what, honey?" Soarin asked confused.
                          
"Never mind. You'd hate me for even thinking about it and we just got to a good place." She closed her eyes. 
                          
She took a deep breath to find Soarin's lips placed on hers in a synchronized manner. Dash pulled him closer to her and sat up for more range of motion. Soairn then pressed harder onto her letting his body connect with hers. It was very hot in there at this moment. 
                          
"Nope. No. Nope. You need rest." Soarin got off of Dash. 
                          
"Come on Soarin. I feel lonely now and awake." 
                          
"Alright Ill sit with you. Lets talk about the ponies." he rubbed her stomach laying next to her. 
                          
"Well theres two of them and I'm 24 weeks along. Tada!" She waved her arms jumping on top of Soarin again, kissing him up and down his neck. 
                          
"Hey!" He gently rolled her off. "ALright now you are wrong about one thing. You are 26 weeks. You were out for 2 weeks. You didn't notice the growth in your stomach?" He asked curiously.

                          
She rolled her eyes at him and got out of bed. She would not be tamed and she definitely did not need bed rest. She started her wings and sped off into the night.
                          
"Dash!" Soarin' yelled trying to find her. For 26 weeks with twins she was quick. He went back to the room and grabbed his coat. 
                          
He needed to find Rainbow right now otherwise she'll get struck by lightning.