The flight of her life

The heavy rain pounded against Twilight's windows as she searched through her library for a book on sicknesses and ailments. She needed to find it quickly, or her friend might not have any chance of getting better. Rainbow Dash had recently fallen ill with a disease only known as pax-12. It was a rare disease that no one knew the cure for, though she was sure that if she looked hard enough, she could find a cure. She scoured the library looking for any book that might contain information regarding this terrible disease and its cure.

"there has to be something here that can help poor Rainbow." She muttered to herself as she threw book after book to the ground, none of them even mentioning the disease. All she knew about the disease was that her friend had it, and that if not helped it could be fatal. She sighed in frustration as she tossed her last medical book aside. "None of these books are any help at all!" She yelled in frustration.

"Uhm... Twilight?" Asked a familiar voice. She turned around to see Spike holding a rather worn book with an image of a cross with snakes coiling around it. She recognized the symbol immediately as the caduceus, the international sign of hospitality and health. "Have you tried this one yet?" Spike asked in a worried voice. Twilight quickly snatched the book out of his claws and open the book to the table of contents. She skimmed through them, mumbling the names of the chapters to herself as she read them.

She suddenly yelled "Spike, you're a life saver!"

"yeah, yeah. I'm going off to bed." for it was very late in the night, and Twilight's searches had awoken the baby dragon.

She didn't respond to him, as she had already flipped to the chapter marked "Pax-12 and other similar diseases". She read through it ferociously, taking in the words as if they were her very life essence. She flipped through the pages until she found a page about the cure of pax-12.  Her eyes widened as she read what the cure was. She immediately got up, grabbed a few things, threw them into her saddlebag, and headed out the door into the dark, stormy night.