Sweetie Belle's POV

"So…how do you feel?" My mother put her hoof on mine in support.

"I still feel like it's just a nightmare. I want it to be not real more than anything in the world." I closed my eyes tightly trying to barricade the tears. My parents got a call from my doctor telling them what happened, and I never wanted to have to confess what Shadow did to me. My father wasn't allowed to visit Shadow in jail, thank goodness, but if he was…death row would be a few weeks sooner. The sad fact that Shadow is actually on death row really hurts my heart, but if he were to live on, and he hurt me or my twins, or anyone else in my family: I couldn't live with myself.

"Sweetie, your mother and I are going to stay in town for a little while." My father stroked my mane softly as he told me. "Your daughters are welcome to stay with us if you need a break.

"Your igranddaughters/i would certainly like to see you. They barely know you two." I reminded snuggling my small pegasus to me. Minnie and Pearl are over a year old and I still don't think my father accepts them.

"Good morning all!" My sister greeted unusually chipper. "Oh it's so nice to see my parents visiting!" She gleamed.

"If only the circumstances were less…extreme." My mother sighed.

"Oh?" Rarity asked trotting to the dining room table and halting in her hoof prints. "Oh my goodness!" She squealed rushing to Minnie. "Who is this engaging darling?" She asked baby-talking my foal, and causing her to giggle.

"Auntie Rarity." Rarity stepped back.

"How does she k-know my name?" She blinked. I laughed a little at the game my sister was playing, but as I looked back up at her I saw complete sincerity.

"Rarity, are you feeling ok?" I found my way to my hooves and walked closer.

"I'm fine darling," She sounded so sure. "I just didn't know you started baby-sitting."

"Well when you're a mother it's called "parenting" Rarity." I said light-heartedly.

"Sweetie Belle!" She scolded. "April fool's day was long ago, and I don't appreciate you trying to trick me in such a manner. To think I wouldn't remember my only sister giving birth! At such a young age, you would never see outside of this house again!" I looked at the food-stained calendar above Pearl's highchair. Rarity was very right, it wasn't April fool's Day.

"Rarity," My mother stood up beside me. "What is going on with you? You're acting like you want to disown your own nieces." Rarity shot a nasty look toward my mother.

"How dare you accuse me of such a miserable crime? If I had nieces, which I do not, I would never disown them!" She demanded. "Why is everypony trying to play such an ornery trick on me?"

"I think you need to come with me honey." My dad held onto my sister's arm and pulled her towards him.

"Sweetie Belle, is this some sick way of telling me you and Shadow were…together? I won't lash out, but there's no reason to go to such extremes!" She demanded with a stamp of her hoof.

"Rarity, Minnie and Pearl are my daughters!" I fought back. "What in the world is going on with you?!" I pleaded.

"Sweetie Belle, please, go get the twins and take them upstairs. I'll help your father with your sister, alright?" My heart was pounding in my chest to the point of pain. I picked up my girls and rushed up the stairs. At the top I could still hear my sister stirring in confusion.

Apple Jack's POV

My little sister was sitting across from me and starin' me right in the face.

"What in the world is wrong with yall?!" I asked her. "I had to take your son to Twilight just because I didn't want him hearin' ya talk so bad about him!"

"Apple Jack I don't care!" She hollered. "I don't want him! Maybe Twilight does since she couldn't get a stallion of her own."

"Apple Bloom," I nagged. "I am not gonna sit around and watch you just let what happened to you eat ya from the inside out. We're goin' to have a long talk with Twilight, ya get me?" I heard the threat in my voice like a momma bear ready to strike. I didn't like bein' this way with Apple Bloom, but I didn't let anypony harm a hair on this filly's mane, so I wasn't about to let her do it to herself.

"I ain't goin' to that snobby princess's house!" She remarked. I bit that filly by the ear and dragged her out of the barn. We trotted along the path and you'd a thought I was walkin' alone from all the quiet. When we finally got to Twilight's house it felt like a lifetime had passed.

"Hello girls." The door flew open to a smiling Twilight on the other side. "Come on in! Little Mac just fell asleep." I heard my sister scoff.

"Apple Bloom needs your help Twilight, she needs it bad." I admitted. Twilight's smile broke and she looked to Apple Bloom.

"You're still resenting Little Macintosh?" Apple Bloom slumped down on the couch and rolled her eyes. Twilight looked at me in disbelief. "Don't worry Apple Jack, this is a normal reaction. It's just worse than normal." She said taking a step back. "Apple Bloom, sweetie, why don't we sit down and talk a little about your son?"

"What's ta talk about?" She grumbled. Twilight frowned at her and put an arm around her.

"Apple Bloom you can't blame your son for what's happening to Big Mac."

"Why not?!" She snapped quicker than an angry timber wolf. "He's the reason Big Mac found out what happened to me!"

"The only person you can blame here is Little Mac's father." Twilight pointed out as calmly as she could.

"I blame him, but I also blame the pony responsible for makin' him snap…" Her hard core cracked and she started to cry. "I blame me." Twilight and I gave each other the same look.

"Apple Bloom, ya can't blame yourself. You ain't done a single thing wrong." I promised her. It was true! She'd been the victim of one of the most horrible crimes I'd ever even heard of.

"If I hadn't fought with Diamond Tiara, she and her boyfriend never woulda come after me!" We both hugged Apple Bloom at the same time.

"Listen, you cannot continue to take this out on yourself or on Little Mac. Neither of you need to be punished anymore than you already have been, don't you understand?" Twilight was right, but she still wasn't saving Big Mac from death row. Apple Bloom nodded her head, but bein' her sister: I knew she was feelin' the same.

"Apple Bloom I told ya. Big Mac made his own choices, and it wasn't your fault he did what he did." I promised kissin' her on the face.

"Apple Jack I hate myself for havin' Little Mac. I hate myself for it." She started bawlin' her eyes out in my arms. Twilight and I both patted her back and she sat herself back up.

"Apple Bloom, you don't hate yourself, and you don't hate your son. You're angry and looking for somepony to blame, somepony that's still alive. That pony just happens to be between you and your son." Twilight started using all this physiology mumbo-jumbo. "I know you're going to miss your brother, and it seems really unfair what's going on with him, but don't worry, because he would want you to love your son, and yourself." She said pulling over an envelope over with her magic. "He wrote you this letter." She said handing it to Apple Bloom.

"Th-thank you." She sniffled opening up the letter with a nervous smile. She started reading it in that little crazy town she calls a head.

Fluttershy's POV

Sweetie Belle and her foals sat at my kitchen table not saying a word. Rarity was in the hospital getting tested for memory lapse and dementia. Sweetie Belle told me she knows that's not what Rarity has, and she keeps insisting that Rarity just wants to pretend Sweetie doesn't exist, and she doesn't love her foals anymore.

"Flutter! Flutter!" Minnie giggled flapping her adorable wings around me. It looks like they're growing and she's not, but Pearl and Minnie are both growing into beautiful young fillies.

"Sweetie Belle, are you ready to talk again?" I asked timidly. I didn't want her to be upset anymore.

"Fluttershy, if Rarity really is sick, what are we supposed to do? She's seen me go through everything, but I'm not used to seeing iher/i being the one who's hurt."

"Well Sweetie she needs you, and I know you'll be there for her."

"I will be, but Fluttershy, what if she really doesn't remember Minnie and Pearl anymore?"

"She'll still love them Sweetie Belle, and I'm sure her memory will come back."

"Sweetie Belle!" We heard Sweetie's mother come in the house. "Come quick Sweetie, Rarity has an involuntary memory repression, and the doctor said it's starting to spread." She said grabbing Sweetie and pulling her to my door, leaving the foals behind.

"I-I'll watch the babies!" I called after the two of them. Sweetie nodded with a frown and went with her mother. I'd never seen two unicorns fly before.

Apple Jack's POV

Apple Bloom was lyin' on the floor with Little Mac, laughing and enjoying his company. I really loved to see them finally gettin' along like a mom and son should.

"Apple Jack, did ya finally talk ta Celestia?" My Granny asked. I bit my tongue tryin' to think of somethin' ta say.

"Well Granny, I got talkin' ta Twilight, and she told me there wasn't anything she could do for Big Mac, but she sure helped Apple Bloom and Little Mac get along a lot better. Look at those two." I smiled pointing at the two on the carpet. My Granny frowned and then started glaring.

"Yeah, look at the spawn of discord and the tramp that mothered him." She said in earshot of Apple Bloom. What is goin' on with my own family?!

"That is enough!" Apple Bloom said in watery eyes. "If you're gonna think so little of me then I'm goin' ta live with somepony else!" She said standing up and carrying her son.

"No you ain't!" I grabbed that girl by the mane and sat her back down.

"Ow!" She growled. "Yes I am, and if this old bag of dust doesn't want me back after raisin' me for seventeen years that's her problem! You raised me! If ya don't like me, it's your fault!" I almost forgot that my sister was a teenage filly: one of the meanest creatures you'll ever see. I practically held Granny back from killin' Apple Bloom as she walked out of the barn. There just ain't no reason for all this darn fightin'!

"Apple Jack I'm goin' ta sleep. If she comes back send her away, because right now I have one granddaughter." I could see that it really hurt her to say that, but I could tell she meant it. I heard a knock at the door a couple hours later and sighed. Thank Celestia she came back, because who knows what'd happen to her out without someone watching her close. I opened the door and threw my hooves around my sibling standing at the door, but the longer I held on, the more it set in. I was huggin' my brother.

"B-big Macintosh?"

Rarity's POV

My little sister was throwing such an overdramatic tantrum next to my hospital bed. I am the one who can't remember my nieces! I should be throwing the overdramatic, but totally justifiable, tantrum!

"Sweetie Belle, control yourself." I demanded. "Tell me about your children."

"Well they're identical, except for the obvious." She said pointing to them. "Their father isn't in their lives anymore, and-"

"Father?" I heard the suspicion in my voice. "Tell me Sweetie Belle is their father as horrible as Shadow?"

"You remember Shadow, but how far back do you remember?"

"Just that Fluttershy was talking about you two kissing." I grunted and placed my hooves over my eyes. "Kissing would be the absolute least of my concerns before two little babies." I couldn't stop staring at their darling faces.

"Let's just say the doctors think your repression came from hating Shadow. If you just spend some time with them, maybe your mind will stop repressing them."

"It's probably not them I want to repress Sweetie Belle, just the memory of how they occurred." I sighed. My mother explained almost everything. She didn't want to make anything worse, but the doctor had told her to not mark own the story. By the sound of everything she confessed: She didn't mark down a thing.

"I'll stay with you Rarity." Sweetie said, amazingly with dry eyes. "Ever since I was born you've been there for me. You were there when you were busy with designing to help me with my homework. You were there to take me to get stitches when Scootaloo pushed me out of the tree house when you had to send out three thousand thank you letters, you were there when I needed someone to help me raise my foals and you had a busy job of your own. I'm going to be here for you before your memory gets eaten."

"It's not being eaten darling, it's just regressing." I sighed. "That was beautiful though, thank you darling." I couldn't help but smile. She's such a grateful pony, but she's always been that way.

"No Rarity, thank you." She smiled back. "For everything."

Author's Note

I wrote this all today :D It was a HUGE effort, but I'm glad I did it! It's an amazing feeling to be writing this again! Comments inspire me :D Hint hint....XD :D Have a fabulous week!