I'm so so so so so so sooooooo sorry I haven't updated my stories. I just feel like no one really reads them anymore. I'm getting the feeling that I just don't want to continue them anymore. I will most likely update, I just don't know when. You guys can hate me, I wouldn't blame you. I'm so so sorry! As for this story, no idea where it came from. Basically the summary of this is; Kris went off the Europe with Kerry after she won the Breeders. How long she will stay? Not as long as Kerry wants her to. She returns to Freemont with one thing on her mind.

It's been so long since I walked down this familiar road. I just stood there, soaking up the feeling of what it felt like to be home. I missed everyone like crazy, but I was way to nervous to see anyone. I knew who was number one on the list to see. I didn't know if I could bring myself to doing it. Could he forgive me? He poured his heart out to me and I just smiled. It was quite the response he was looking for.

It'd only been two weeks since I left home. I couldn't stand staying there with "him," him meaning Kerry. He asked me to go to Paris with him after I won the Breeders. A few years is much too long to be away from those whom I loved the most. Why did I agree to it when I had feelings, strong feelings, for someone else? Honestly, I have no idea, A while ago I learned that loving someone meant letting them go, but within two weeks I also learned that loving someone meant holding on till them as long as you can, and fight to be with that person. So, I left Kerry, funny thing is, he doesn't even know I left. He went out for a meeting with one of his clients and I took that as my opportunity to leave. I've never packed anything so fast in my life.

I owe it to see him first. I need to see him. I have never felt so alone from when I was gone, than my whole life. I walked a few miles down the dirt road and found myself at my destination. Not a light in the house was on, everything was pitch black outside. The only thing I knew that was there was what I could hear: crickets and horses. I walked inches further towards the house and saw something shiny, a blue mustang. He had to be home. I reached the door but started to have second thoughts before I rang the doorbell. What's the worst that could happen? Find him in there with some other girl and get my heart broken. I started to turn back from the door but stopped in my tracks and returned back to where I needed to be. I quietly knocked on the door. The doorbell wouldn't be such a great idea since two of the three people living in that house hated me with everything in them. I waited a while for someone to come, no one did. I knew no one would at this time of day, or should I say night.

I walked around the house to see any hint of movement. I reached to the side of the ouse that his room was on. Next to his room was the living room, I saw a faint light, that changed colors very quickly, it was the tv. I peaked inside the window to see if anyone was still in there and sure enough, there he was. I quickly made my way back to the door and took a chance and rang the doorbell. I hoped I hadn't woken the devil and his apprentice. Footsteps made their way to the door, getting louder as they got closer. The door started to unlock and before I got the change to look inside I found myself wrapping my arms around him and holding on with all my might.

I held him so tightly, almost like if I let go he would take off and run. After everything that happened I think I would have deserved it if he did. I eventually let go and sure enough, he was still there. I loved him from day one but I was always too afraid to say it. I never did say it because I felt like if I did, he would go away. "Kris?" Was all he could say. He was nonetheless shocked. "I'm so sorry." I whispered to him over and over again. He hugged me so gently. He stroked my head and whispered back to me, "it's okay." I pulled away from his embrace. "How can it be? I hurt you. I ran off when you told me how you felt. How can it be okay?" I said with tears welling up in my eyes. A small smile formed on his lips. "You are here now aren't you?" He replied, he always seemed to just want me there, and I kept pushing him away. I think now its time to stop pushing and start pulling, pulling those who mean the most to me. "But for now, we have some 'unfinished business' to take care of." I was confused, what did he mean? I gave him a look, a confused one, one that made him laugh. It was a short laugh and he looked in my eyes, then his gaze shifted down to my lips. I knew what was coming, he used to always do that before we kissed. There it was, the soft tingling feeling on my lips and that feeling soon traveled through my whole body, making the biggest impact on my heart. Weird thing is, our lips haven't even met yet. It's just the way that he looks at me, which makes my heart flutter.

After a few seconds, our lips do meet; it's a long awaited kiss, long and passionate. I know it sounds so cliché, but I know he is the one. I'm just afraid I can't be the one for him. We break apart, and he invites me in. "I didn't expect it to go like this." I truthfully told him. "What do you mean?" he replies back to me. "Well, first of all, I didn't think you would be awake at two a.m. watching tv, and second, I mean, I didn't expect this," I used my hands to motion us, "me and you to kiss and for you to just be, you." He smiled again, "you didn't expect me to be me?" He was confused, but it didn't show on his face. "I didn't expect you to still feel this way after what happened." I corrected myself. He took my hands in his and stood in front of me, "I will always feel this way for you. I love you, Kris. You know that." There it was, the moment of truth. He needs to hear it. I opened my mouth, but then closed it. I pinched my eyes shut and when I opened them he wasn't there. "Junior?" I finally said his name for the first time that night, "Junior, where are you?" I whispered so I didn't wake anyone. I turned the corner and he wrapped his strong arms around me. I started to giggle but he covered my mouth with his hands, he had a huge smile plastered on his face. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. We walked into a familiar room, he shut the door with his foot. His boyishness made me laugh.

Of course at a moment like this, my phone rang. I looked at the face of the phone, and flashed "Kerry's cell." He must have put the pieces together and noticed I wasn't with him. I ignored the call, I hated how he always found his ways to interrupt me and Junior. There was the day 'baby wildfire' was born, the night of the Breeders, and now this. "Who was it?" he asked me. I smiled at him, "no one important."

So, thats a chapter one. No idea how long this story would be. I was going to make it a one shot, but I just couldn't end it right. So this might be a really short story. Please review. I felt like I needed to write something. I miss Wildfire so much. This story is a little different. I've never done a first person point of view story. It might not be like this throughout the whole story though. Who knows. but anway, please review. I'd love feedback. :