I had some time today at school and decided to continue this story. Sorry if its a little sad :( but i tried to kind of follow what happened in the series on this part. Sorry for any mistakes :))


As we made our way down the long drive, I sighed. It felt great to see the ranch again. On the way down here I had been thinking about just going to local rodeos, saving money, and buying a better trailer and thongs. I mean, the only reason I decided to go on the circuit I was, was gone. I would run local for about a year; ten we could hit the circuit again and get to the NFR. Liss agreed with me, so now I just had to ask my dad about staying here, which I doubted he would care.

I put my dodge in park and we climbed put and began to unload everything back into the barn. Our barn was fairly large, and it was log that matched the house perfect. I led Dinero to his stall and slipped him inside, hanging his halter on the notch beside the gate. I looked over the gate to my right and saw just who o was looking for. Jack Daniels. Or ad he was called around here, JD. Dimitri broke him last winter and got to name him. Before we left, he had given him to me to do whatever with. He was three now, and I had decided to make a barrel horse out of him. He had re spunk and confirmation to be as good as Dinero.

I unhitched the trailer and we made our way up to the house. I grabbed my bags and jumped out, only to be enveloped in a hug. After me, Abe smothered Liss in a hug ad my mother watched with a smile from the porch.

"I figured Dimitri would have come with you." he thought of Dimitri as one of his own.

"Have you not herd? He went pro." I said tightly. His eyes lightened in understanding and he dropped it. Lisa and I showered and we all caught up over dinner. Abe said it would be fine for us to stay and I promised to help out. Liss and I went to our rooms, finally not some cheap hotel, and caught up on our lost sleep.

The next morning dawned bright and after a good breakfast I made my way to the barn. I turned Dinero out into the pasture with his friends as well as Champ. When all of the horses were out I began mucking and cleaning out water buckets. JD was upset because I had kept him in instead of turning him out.

When the work was done I led JD to the cross ties and began to brush him. I put my old saddle onto him, just in case he did something.

I took him to the arena and warmed him up. Lisa sat on a panel, working him through the basics, starting things slow, I unsaddled him and turned him out.

It was almost Christmas now and still no word from Dimitri. He was doing well as a rookie, that much I could tell from TV. Two long months and not a word from him. JD had been doing well, working around one barrel. Snow littered the ground and rodeos haven't been much lately. I however made a new friend. Mason Ashford. He was off the circuit for a few weeks and came to help out Abe. He was a good friend but I knew he wanted more. I wanted him to make me forget about Dimitri, though I doubted it would work. We have had a few stolen moments but nothing serious. He knew about Dimitri and understood. He too had just joined the PBR circuit. It hurt to know that they had time off, but Dimitri hadn't even called.

Christmas day rolled around and we all exchanged gifts, nothing to fancy. I decided to try to text Dimitri and see if he answered. He didn't.

Before I knew it, March was ending. JD was almost done training. Dinero and I had made quit a name for ourselves in Texas. Liss and Champ as well. Made had been pushing me to come see him and they would be in Fortworth this weekend. Lisa, Chris, and I were going though we had to bring a few bulls for Abe.

Liss and Chris went to the stands while I talked to the rough stock director. Since I was here for the ranch I could stay in the back and talk to the riders. Mase found me and threw his arm around my shoulders. That's when I saw Mikhail. He looked directly at me and we both froze. I simply wrapped my arms around mase's waist and turned away. I didn't want to see the one person who could make me fall apart.

DPOV:

"Hurry up Belikov." Mikhail said as I slipped my vest on. I needed a good 87 point ride at least tonight, though being this close to MH I doubted I would concentrate enough. I hadn't so much as looked at another girl in the last few months. I couldn't stop thinking about the pain in her eyes. I had herd she dropped the circuit, but the few days I had been in Texas I had herd nothing except the news of Dinero and Hathaway. News of them was everywhere. Some say she was waiting a year or so to join again, wait until she was a little older. Others said she was training a colt and decided to takes break from traveling. I guessed I would only find out for sure by talking to her. And seeing as how she ran away every time I tried, that didn't seem likely. On Christmas she had texted, but I hadn't really known what to say to her.

I walked over to a frozen looking Mikhail to see if he was okay. On my way I saw a dodge 2500 with a stock trailer parked. Someone from MH was here. I remembered the times I had to drive it out to livestock sales for Abe. I didn't guess I'd ever have to again. I reached Mikhail.

"Seen a ghost?" I asked sarcastically, though he only pointed towards the loading ramp.

I looked down and if possible my heart broke. Except this time only one person could heal it. Roza was wrapped around another rookie. Ashford. I couldn't stand to look at them. Come on I thought to myself. Go talk to her. I almost did, but chickened out and sat on the back of the chutes. She looked alone. I could see it in her eyes, she was missing something. I hoped that something was me but I doubted it. I must have made some strangled noise because Mikhail turned to me and gave me a look of pure pity.

I cleared my head and the show began. As my ride drew near I couldn't help but look at her. She was helping Ashford in the chute one away from mine. I let go of the breath I was holding and climbed upon rowdy. He was a hunk of a bull that was for sure.

RPOV:

Rowdy was going to be a tough one, though I had no doubt that Dimitri could make it. Sure enough, he made the buzzer and got out of the arena as fast as possible. As he stood on the panel he threw his hat, knowing he would place this weekend. Almost subconsciously he looked to me, as if asking approval. I nodded; knowing he was safe was a relief. Mase smirked and rolled his eyes. He knew Dimitri would always hold more of me than he and had accepted that. He was like my brother now. I simply blushed and helped him get ready. When his hand was in the rope and he was at the place he wanted, I stepped back anxiously. I saw him nod and the gate flew open. I was surprised that the bull's horns could fit through the gate. Then it was as if everything was suddenly out into slow motion.

DPOV:

Ashford nodded and the gate opened. The bull sprang with hid back legs, but when he came down he hit twice, not once, on his front legs and Ashford lost his seat. It had happened before, but I knew why would happen web I saw his wrist twist upside down. He was caught. The bullfighters rushed to him, doing all they could. I myself kept from the fence and helped along with several others to free Ashford. Someone finally cut the rope and he fell to the ground.

The entire stadium was silent. I backed away when I saw blood covering his shirt. They removed it to find a puncture in the left side of his stomach. The sight was sickening. The paramedics quickly took him and Roza ran over to where he was being loaded. I knew she wanted to go with him.

I walked over to her and put a hand on her shoulder.

"Go, I'll get Mikhail to drive behind me to the ranch. I'll take care of it Roza." She looked at me with tears in her eyes. I did the only thing I could think of. I opened my arms. I wasn't sure if she would accept my offer but she gladly ran into me, wrapping her arms around me and sobbing. My heart broke all over again.

"I can come to the hospital when I get to the ranch." I offered and felt her nod. She slowly unwound her arms and climbed into the ambulance and they sped off towards the nearest hospital. I closed my eyes and prayed Roza would be okay.

Lissa had been drilling me with questions the entire way home. I seriously thought I was about to go insane. Chris must have realized this and he settled her down. Mikhail was driving my Chevy behind us. As I pulled into the drive memories came slamming back into me. Rose and I riding to the lake in the middle of summer, Rose watching as I broke JD, the loving look she gave me when I handed his lead to her. It all hurt to think about.

"I didn't expect to see you Dimitri." His tone was stern but he shook my hand. "Where is Rose?" I sighed.

"Ashford got hung up sir. Hurt pretty bad, she went with him to the hospital." I explained, not really knowing my place here anymore. He nodded.

"You going to go to her or just stand here with your finger up your ass?" He asked looking at me under the brim of his Stetson. I nodded and climbed into my truck.

I walked into the emergency room, and immediately walked to the desk.

"Where is Mason Ashford? Bull rider, red hair." The receptionist pointed down the hall. I took long strides making my trip quick. I could see a figure standing in the hall, looking in to a room. I got closer and realized it was Roza. I came up behind her and was about to ask, but what met my eyes made me stop. There were no machines. Not anymore. His still form was covered with a white sheet. I felt sickness roll in the pit of my stomach. Roza simply stood there, starring, not saying anything. Silent tears made their way down her face.

"He was like my brother." Was all she said, but it held so much emotion. She turned to me in desperation, not wanting to believe what had happened.

"O Roza." I murmured before cupping her face and gently wiping her tears with my thumbs. She whimpered and my heart tightened. She collapsed into me, sobbing violently. I took her to the other side of the hallway and sat her in a chair. I kneeled in front of her. She clung to me, as if I was the only thing that kept her here. I simply held her, whispering in Russian.

She finally quieted down and I pulled back to see her face. Tears still slipped down her face. She looked at me before burying her face in the crook of my neck. She shook her head, as if she was trying to shake the images from her head.

I thought back to when he had fallen onto his back, panting in pain, blood staining his lips. Fear had been clear in his eyes, he knew what was happening. I cradled her head with on hand and stroked her hair with the other. I kissed the side of her face before leaning against it.

She let out one more sob before pulling back and cupping my face.

"That could have been you, can be you. The relief felt when you made it to the panels was overwhelming. And then… God Dimitri I can still see it. It plays over and over in my mind." She couldn't get anything else out before the tears took over once more.

Another hour later, we were leaving. With one last look, Roza walked out to my truck and climbed in, not saying a word. She soon fell asleep, exhausted from crying. When I reached the ranch, I didn't want to wake her so I simply cradled her petite figure to me. Abe gave me a look that asked if he was gone. I nodded and walked up to Roza's room. I slowly lowered her to the bed and took her boots off. I sat there for a while.

The door opening alerted me. I looked up to see Abe.

"I consider you family, you know that. So when I say you'll always be welcome here I mean it. I understand you going to PBR and making a name for yourself, but when you get spare time, don't hesitate to come here." He said giving my shoulder a squeeze. I nodded. "Yes, the offer still stands even if you love my daughter." I looked up, shocked. "I may be old, but I'm not stupid boy." With that he walked out, leaving me with Roza.


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