Octavia's Final Plea

by EldinKaiser

Rating: everyone
Tags: Octavia, DJ P0N-3, Sad, Drama, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance
Length: 1495

When things are looking grim, one final plea for hope is sometimes all that it takes

Originally it wasn't mean to have a sequel, but after much thought and consideration, I finally decided to make one. If you don't understand what's going on, go check out the prequel to this.

Rated: Everyone!

Published 2016-07-20 00:30:02 UTC
Last updated 2016-07-20 00:30:02 UTC

Octavia's Final Plea

Why? Why did she do it? I keep reading that damn letter she left and it still doesn't come to light. We were still together, but I forgot that she had such a fragile heart. After we spent so long together, I forgot that. I was the cause of her pain. I was the cause of her misery and I deserve every ounce of guilt that's running through me.

I hear a door open and looked up to see Dr. Horse walk into the room. He looked at me and waved with a weak smile. I return the smile to not seem rude, but he knew that I wasn't in the mood for any conversation.

He walked over to the heart moniter and sighed heavily. "She still hasn't made any progress, Octavia." He said, looking over at me. "Well, she did recieve a bullet to her skull, so what would you expect?" I said, my eyes focusing back on Vinyl.

The wound itself has healed back over and the bullet was removed. Thank Celestia that I arrived when I did. "You know that she most likely won't survive, unless we keep her on life support." He stated.

I ignored him, my heart knowing the truth of the matter. "We are just waiting on your call to pull the plug or not." "And I'm not!" I snapped. "I gave up on her when she needed me the most. At least let's give her a fighting chance." I stated.

"It's been almost a year and she barely made any signs of improvement. You know this." He stated.

Tears began to trickle down my cheeks. My heart growing more weak by the second. "I know, but I will do whatever it takes to know that she's still alive." I said, my voice cracking now.

"She's not even alive, she's on life support." He bluntly stated. I whinced, hearing his point of view on the situation, but he is right. I just don't want to agree.

He gave a heavy sigh and walked over to me. "What would she do in your place?" He asked. I looked up at him and smirked. "You really don't know her like I do. She would be by my side until my dying breath." I stated.

He nodded softly, but looked back at Vinyl. "Well, how about this. This isn't healthy for you spending every single day in the hospital. If she still hasn't shown any signs of recovery by the end of the week, then" "Shut up." I snapped at him, standing up to where we are both eye to eye, the room growing deathly silent. "Just because you want to throw away one life because it's an inconvenience to your day doesn't mean that I will!" I growled out.

I sat back down, my eyes focused back on Vinyl. "She will stay on life support until I see fit." I stated. He gave a defeated sigh and walked out of the room.

Minutes passed with the only sound coming from the heart monitor and different machines keeping Vinyl alive. She doesn't deserve to be in this type of hell. I'm the one who needs to be on the bed. It's all because of me she tried to kill herself. It's all because of me that she went into a downward spiral.

I look up at her and place my hoof upon hers. "V-Vinyl, if you can hear me, please come back to me. I will never leave you again. Just please, come back to me." I begged, tears running freely from my cheeks.

Of course there was no response from her. I rest my head on her bedside, just hoping for the best. I began to doze off, not having slept in almost three days. I finally gave into the temptation of sleep.

"Octi?" I hear call out. I look around to only see myself in a void. "Vinyl?! Is that you?!" I called out. "Octi, please don't give up on me." I hear her call out again. "Vinyl, please come back! Please!" I begged.

"Things will be different this time, just please come back to me." I cried out. "Octi, wake up." I heard her call out before the blinding light of the world around stung my eyes.

I open my eyes and looked up to see Dr. Horse doing his tests to see her current stability, though something surprised him. "Hmm? What is this?" I heard him ask. "What is what?" I asked, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to wake you. It's just, she's actually fighting. She's making signs of improvement." He said, a surprised smile on his face. "She is?!" I asked.

He nodded and began to look through his charts. "Her heart rate is back to normal, it seems that there is some form of activity running through her as well." He said, the smile still on his face.

I gave a sigh of relief hearing the news. "Actually she's showing signs that she's almost at a full recovery. We may be able to take her off of everything." I paused and gave him a suspicious look. "Excuse me?" I asked. He froze up and looked at me. "Wait, I am not trying to trick you, I will show you the proof." He said, placing his chart down in front of me.

To me, it was as if I was reading a foreign language. "Uhhh..." "Here, let me explain." He said before he began to explain all the different symbols, meanings, words, and other things. I nodded softly and gave a sigh of relief and looked back at Vinyl.

"Well, if you think that she'll be alright without it, then she can back taken off of it, but if she shows signs that she's getting worse. I want her to be put back on it." I said, hoping for the best.

He nodded and walked over and began to unplug the different machines from her body. About an hour past with him finally finishing and thankfully, she was breathing on her own, her heart was beating, everything was going great. I smiled and sat back down beside of her and looked her over. "It looks like she's just sleeping now, not having to be attached to all those awful machines." I said with a gentle smile.

"If my readings are correct, by tomorrow she should be awake again. Her memory will be fuzzy and her movement will be extremely slugish. She may have to learn to walk again, but she's going to be fine." He said, returning the smile.

"Thank you for everything Dr Horse and I'd like to apologize for my brash behavior earlier." I stated. He smiled and shook his head. "It's perfectly fine. It's kind of expected in this profession." He said with a small chuckle before exiting the room.

I looked down at Vinyl who was still out of it. I smiled and leaned over to kiss her forehead. "I hope to see you in the morning, my dear." I said with a soft smile. Of course it was night time and I didn't plan on sleeping any time soon. I just wanted to make sure that she'll be ok.

As the sun began to rose, my eyes were heavy from the lack of sleep I've had. I gave out a yawn and rested my head on her bedside once more. I felt a hoof brush against my mane and gave a content sigh, closing my eyes.

Wait. I shot up and looked at her to see her eyes slowly begin to open. "O-Octi?" She said in a weak tone. Tears began to swell my eyes as I wrapped my forelegs around her and held her close to me.

"I am so so sorry Vinyl." I cried out. She looked at me and smiled. "It's alright, as long as I know that you're back is all I care about." She said, wrapping her forelegs around me as well.

I hear hoof steps walking in and turn around to see Dr Horse in complete shock as he looked at Vinyl. "In all my years of medicine have I ever seen anypony come out of something like that." He stated.

I smiled and nodded. "It's a miracle, isn't it?" I said, holding Vinyl's hoof in my own. "Hey, Doc. I got one question. Is there anything to eat around here?" She said.

We both look at her and chuckle softly. "Yes, there is. Let me go and get some prepared for you." He said, walking out of the room.
A few hours passed, Vinyl is now sitting up on her own and surprisingly enough, remembers everypony. Her walking is a different story though. The doctor thinks that she may be in a wheelchair for a while.It's going to be a long road to recovery, but I'll be by her side every step of the way.