Author's notes: I have no idea what this is. It just came out. I'm thinking about making it a story. Tell me if it's worth the time. And, maybe, give me an idea of what to do with this... dang, I wish I had a bit more time to let it grow on it's own, but... as it is... tell me what you think - any opinion, critisism, idea is more than welcome.

Love, Emy


It was dusk, the sky was slowly turning from the brightest shade of orange to the darkest purple that nature could pain. First starts were starting to show their faces on the perfect clear sky.

James let Midnight take the well know path to the lake. He loved to be able to ride at this time of day. The solitude allowed him to think and get back in touch with himself. Most people always considered him shallow, it was the image he had to keep up for the sake of his popularity, but, now, here, just him and Midnight, James Diamond could finally let the mask fall. He could take in the beauty of the sun setting over the mountains, painting his world in wondrous colors.

"Isn't this beautiful, Midnight?" He asked dreamingly, dismounting his black and white stallion. Midnight huffed and stomped his hoof, as if answering him. James smiled wide and earnestly. He took the horse to a nice patch of grass, tied his harness around the nearby tree and sat down in his usual spot watching as the day turned into night.

Stars came into view. Fireflies began waking up from slumber. An owl flew by. James smiled. He was used to the sounds of the night. He loved listening to all the life around him. Midnight was grazing. James let his mind wonder.

The decision of coming to Texas was the best he'd taken. Brooke had thrown a fit, but then she had given in and opened up a branch for him to run over here. James sighed. He was so happy he could make that work. He found it rather amazing that he hadn't driven the small cosmetics branch into the ground, but found enough business flair inside of himself to actually make it grow tenfold in just two short years. James smirked a little to himself knowing that the mask of shallowness he was putting on every tiring day was throwing his business partners off. Seriously, who would think that under the pretty face and shallow exterior, James was a business man to the bone.

James let his head fall back on the tree behind him. A couple of stars sparkled in the sky and James' thoughts wondered to the reason for it all. For his ranch. For his beloved stallion. For his business success. For his mother's pride in him. For everything, really. Logan's rash decision to go back home. It had broken up Big Time Rush. It had left Kendall, Carlos and him with a big, giant, huge hole inside of them.

When Camille had told Logan she was getting married and having her fiancee's baby, Logan had shut down and needed the world to just stop. He had never found it in himself to tell Camille just how much he loved her so he'd lost the love of his life. Without her fame and girls throwing themselves at his feet became nothing and he just wanted to go home and cry. So he did. Logan had packed up his every belonging and had gone back to Texas leaving everything and everyone behind in a blink of an eye.

Carlos had lost the bounce in his step, had lost all interest in chasing over the Jennifers. His helmet remained forgotten in his room more often than not - on Logan's bed, as if it would bring Logan back to them. James had lost his will to charm his way into every girls' bed. Everything was grey. Kendall had tried to be strong for them. Had tried to keep James' dream of fame alive, but the emptiness inside of them where Logan used to be, the empty bed in Carlos' room, the outraged fans, everything made James realize that his dream of fame was worthless without all three of his friends and told Gustavo it was time to finally pull the proverbial plug on Big Time Rush. Kendall and Carlos had almost broken their own necks snapping their heads to his face once the words were out of his mouth. Kendall tried to put up a fight, but, once Carlos had agreed, they were done.

"We should go to Texas." Carlos had said un the elevator ride up to 2J in their last day in LA. Kendall looked up at James. They both smiled. The first real smiles in more than two months since Logan had left. Kendall quickly got on his phone, changed their three tickets from Minnesota to Texas and simply informed his mother about their move. Momma Knight didn't say a word, she simply smiled and hugged them close, saying it was the best choice they had made ever since moving to LA. Katie had staid behind, getting into acting business.

The second the three of them had landed in Texas Logan was there waiting for them with wide open arms. It felt like coming home. And James was happy. Un-fucking-believably happy. Carlos grabbed Logan off the floor and spun him around in the middle of the airport. Everyone was staring at them, but Logan's smile, a feeble as it was, made it all better.

And that was four years ago. Now James had everything he had never known he wanted. His business. A ranch - big and beautiful. His own horse - oh, how scared he had been the first time Logan had thought him to ride. But if Logan could do it and look so at ease and so self confident, then James could do it too. And he did. He rid Logan's brown mare, never wanting to get off the gentle animal. Buttercup was no match for his Midnight, but James had grown confident in the saddle before even thinking of acquiring his own horse. Now James loved to feel the muscles of his strong stallion as they moved under him while the animal ran free through the fields and forests of his ranch while James rode his bareback. James turned to look at Midnight. The animal turned his gaze from the ground and met his eyes, as if sensing his master look at him. James smiled at the thought and Midnight huffed, scraping the ground with his hoof again.

"It's getting late, isn't it?" James whispered to Midnight. The animal huffed. The sun had set while James had gotten lost in his own memories and thoughts, the moon rising over the edge of the mountains. "Want to go home now?" James asked Midnight caressing his rump. Midnight shook his head, his mane making beautiful blue waves in the moon light. James giggled. He felt like his stallion understood his words. He untied the harness from the tree and easily jumped on Midnight's back. "Take me home, buddy." James gently patted the side of Midnight's neck. The stallion took off on the spot, galloping along the well known trail to take them both back home.