A long, lustful night ended when dawn peeked over the top of the trees. Laying on the disheveled picnic blanket, basking in the afterglow, arms wrapped around each other in a loving embrace.

"Hmmm, I don't mind having to do that for a whole day," Rachel giggled, her head on Spike's chest.

Spike nuzzled against her hair and chuckled. "Think that can be arranged after we deal with the war." He said. His hand rubbed her back, feeling her soft fur. His wings wrapped around them almost like a cocoon.

"I'm holding onto that, my lord."

Both of them chuckled at that title, however, she did have questions about it.

After a moment of shared silence, she raised her head up to look at him. "Can I ask you something?"

Spike nodded. "You can ask me anything," he said.

"When we were together before, why did you never tell me that you were in fact The Dragonlord?" She asked him. "The times we spent, I never saw you actually used magic, how come?"

Spike sighed but not annoyed. Been expecting her to ask that for quite some time. "When I won the Gauntlet, I was just a little kid, way before I even grew my wings," he starts explaining. "You know the only reason I participated when even Torch laughed at the idea was to protect Ponyville. I never did it for the glory. I tried to give it to Ember right after I won, but the only way to legally exchange right after the gauntlet was the Trial By Combat, back then I didn't know the first thing or had any strength to fight Ember so we agreed to make Ember the Guardian, even though I as still technically the ruler.

"When I noticed my magic coming, Ember had to help me learn to control it, though gave me a warning that if I touched the staff, even remotely, I would have to take the mantle fully. I could still do things without it but one of the things I had to do was keep my abilities a secret, but also use them because if you don't exercise the abilities at a certain time, things happen."

"Like cleaning after Twilight's mess?" Rachel smirked. "You exercise that?

He rolled his eyes. "You've been around long enough, you know how chaotic and demanding she is. I do exercise my powers in other ways besides her." Spike then demonstrated. His eyes glowed.

Rachel suddenly gets a familiar sensation down her spine and a tingling feeling in her loins. She gasped and he laughed. "So you've been the one doing that at the bar??"

Recalling back when she was human and working as a bartender at her old job, when he came to visit. On nights she was working, she felt that same sensation, which made her incredibly horny and unable to focus on serving drinks. Thinking only of him. "Dude, I've been blaming the twins for that!"

"Sorry, I'm sorry," he giggled. "You're fun to mess with," resulting in a playful smack on his chest.

"Bad dragon, bad bad dra~" she stopped herself once she said that, gave Spike a look, him giving her a satisfying grin and laugh.

"You're impossible," she puffed her cheeks.

"Aw, I'm sorry," Spike said, kissing her cheeks. "But you never complained."

Rachel this time rolled her eyes but sighed, dropping it. "You've ever thought of taking the mantle off of Ember before now?"

Spike had to think about it. "It certainly crossed my mind over the years. But I really haven't been thinking about it until you… when Garble hurt you, that's when I really started thinking about it. When I started using my powers when it's intended to."

"Ember told me though that you made me Queen when we went to the migration together. When I went through the Initiation." Rachel added.

"I told Ember if I take the mantle then, I would make you my Queen. She took it literally." He then gazed at her softly. "And I am glad she did. You deserve that title."

"You do realize that the only reason she did that was because she was losing hold and was using me to keep the other dragons in line?" Rachel asked.

Spike grunted. "Remind me to have a chat with her about that later. You are not to be used for anyone's personal gain." His voice had a hint of anger towards the blue dragoness.

"Why do you think we butt heads and bicker back and forth?" Rachel shook her head before lowering it back on his chest.

His hands continued to feel through her fur, enjoying the closeness of her.

"Wanna know what's still mind boggling about all of this?" Spike asked her then.

"Hmm?"

“We have a kid.” Spike said. He lightly chuckled and shook his head. “We actually have a tiny creature that we made, together. It amazes me completely..”

Rachel smiled. “It amazes me as well, for a little tornado, he’s pretty great.”

“We made him. I-I always wanted a kid one day but actually seeing and experiencing him…I~” Spike had no words. Rachel watched with bliss, seeing how much Spike adores their child. “We’re parents.”

“Yes we are.” she said before kissing him.

“I love you, so, so much.” he said.

“I love you too,” Rachel said. “Now, speaking of our bundle of joy, we better get back before he burns down the cabin and the poor guards.”

Spike chuckled with a nod, stealing another kiss before the two untangled one another and began gathering their clothes.

As they were getting dressed, a whop-whop sound echoed in their ears, causing them to pause.

“What’s that noise?” Spike asked, looking at their surroundings.

Rachel listened for a moment. The more she listened to those sounds coming closer, the more she recognized it. "That's a helicopter." Her voice sounded confused.

As soon as she said that, an attack helicopter came into view. It started firing bullets the second it locked onto the two.

Spike and Rachel scrambled from the gun fire as the helicopter swept the area.

When it went to turn, the two dragons shot fireballs at it. It took a couple of hits before it exploded, the wreckage landed where they were just laying.

That wasn't the end, however. Sounds of more propeller blades cut through the wind. The couple looked up and saw several more attack helicopters flying over them and heading towards the direction of the cabin.

"NO!" Rachel screeched out before launching herself in the air with a flap of her wings and took off. Spike quickly followed her into the skies.

When they took to the skies, it was sure enough where these contraptions were heading. The two rulers split off and began picking the helicopters off one by one.

The skies were filled with gun fire, metal screeching, one of the two literally grabbing one of them with their bare hands and flung it at another helicopter and the two exploded. Magic from Rachel's Blue Celestial was used. Dragon Fire erupted, just everything the Queen and the Dragonlord had to destroy the convoy.

One however kept going, speeding off to meet its destination.

Rachel frantically took off after it, adrenaline and fear coursing through her veins. Her heart nearly exploded out of her chest.

She kept shooting her fire and magic at it, but the helicopter kept dodging, swaying and speeding up. Her wings painfully flapped as hard as they could to reach for it.

When they reached for the barrier, Rachel used her magic, the trees grew and they came alive, wrapping it around the cockpit to begin crushing it.

The helicopter fired a missile before the pilot met its end with the trees..

To Rachel's horror, the missile literally phases through the barrier!

Rachel zooms through the barrier, trying to intercept it but it is too late.

It hit the cabin. With a loud BOOM! The cabin exploded, the blast knocked the she-dragon out of the sky, sending her crashing into several trees.

She blacked out for a few seconds before sitting up, rubbing her head before looking up. Her heart stopped instantly.

The beautiful cabin, what was supposed to be a home, was reduced to ruins.

However, that wasn't what was in her mind.

"IGNEOUS!!" Rachel painfully screamed. The mother scrambled up and ran to the ruins. "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!!" She hysterically cries.

"NOOO!" Spike could be heard screaming as he joined up with her.

Underneath the massive rubble, the two could see the guards lay motionless, not a good sign.

Rachel got to where the stairs were but everything was gone. "No, no no fuck fuck fuck fuck! Iggy!?" She started rummaging through the wreckage, looking for her baby.

"Where's my baby, where's my baby!?" She kept repeating.

Spike frantically joins the search. However they quickly stopped when they heard a cry.

Rachel quickly looked around. Hearing Igneous crying.

And another.

"Shhh, there, there, my sweet little prince."

The couple looked ahead of them and froze.

King Sombra stood out among the wreckage. They noticed that he was majorly scarred and burnt, most likely when he took the blunt of Igneous's magic. He held the infant in his arms.

Iggy's eyes were misting and glowing, causing him to silence his cries and close his eyes. As for going to sleep.

"You mother fucker!" Rachel roared, charging up to King Sombra.

Sombra's horn glowed, enveloping her with his magic, lifting her up in the air before sending her flying, causing her to crash into Spike who was also charging at them.

The two collided and fell to the ground, a force however kept them pinned down.

"Don't worry, nothing will harm this child while in my care." Sombra chuckled darkly. Enjoying the parental fear these two thorns of his side was experiencing. His gaze turned to Spike, seeing him struggling to move.

"Welcome home, Spike." He taunts.

"Let go of my son!!" Rachel demanded, trying to move but couldn't.

"Oh, but alas my Queen, I cannot." He said. "I have plans for him," he said as he rocked the infant. "I'll take good care of him."

Relishing this, Sombra waved his hand as if to open something, a dark portal opened behind him.

"A parting gift I leave for the two of you, have fun." Sombra let out a menacing laugh before he and the child were consumed in shadow and took off. Letting go of the distraught parents.

When the portal disappeared, there was the hellspawn the troops had been fighting for the past few weeks. A lot of the surrounding the couple.

Fear turned into anger.

Rachel took her staff and slammed it down as the demons came at them, a bright light erupted from her, causing them to screech and momentarily stunned before the couple attacked.

The fight was bloody, fueled with a rage that was unmatched. Having to create more light every other minute as they fought the hellspawns.

It lasted a while until everything was covered in blood.

Rachel was not good, not good at all. While they had killed all of them, she could not stop hitting and tearing into one of the dead. Tears streaked down her blood soaked face as she demolished the body. Each hit she let out a pained cry.

Spike raced up behind her, wrapping his arms around her and forcefully pulled her back.

All the strength of her legs were gone, unable to stand as she let out a wail.

"My baby, he took my baby!" She cried loudly. Unable to breathe normally as she clung onto her mate.

"We're going to get him back!" Spike said. He held her, hearing her sob before making her turn to face him. His hands bracing on her shoulders to steady her. He felt the same emotions as she was, but there was no time for this. "Rachel, Rachel look at me! We are going to get him back." He said more clearly.

With a nod, Spike grabbed her hand, he reached out with his other. His eyes glowed, using his magic.

The rubble around them shook. The Blood Staff glowed and rose up from wreckage and flew into his hand. "Let's go."

With a slam of his staff, the couple was consumed in fire, teleporting them away from the carnage.

Author's Note

Welp! That's one way of them diving back into the War