The smell of fresh grass and flowers filled the air as the colts galloped and played. The adults grazed peacefully as a small breeze went through the valley. Spencer sighed and stood next to the large tree, separated from the rest of the woods. Emily, noticing the young thoroughbred and his distant behavior, trotted up next to him, "hey, Reid," she greeted. He perked an ear but stayed silent. She watched the distant fields, the deer in the distance, and another, smaller, herd traveling across the valley. Emily opened her mouth to speak but stayed quiet when Reid looked towards her,

"Do you ever wonder if you lived up to the expectations?" he asks, his voice cracking,

"I beat them. I figured I'd be a bored mare by the time I was 3."

"I thought I'd have my own mare by 3," he sighed, "when I was a foal, my mom told me I could do anything. That I was brilliant."

"You're afraid to let others down?"

"No, I'm afraid I let myself down."

"By not having a mare of your own?"

"No just because…" he stopped to ponder his words, "I don't know why I'm with you guys."

"I see. You're a genius but you are still with me, Morgan, and JJ." Reid sighed once more, he didn't know how to say it,

"No, that's not what I'm saying. It's just that sometimes… sometimes, I kind of get this feeling like… like maybe I should have done something more with my life." Emily frowned,

"How old are you? 3?"

"4." Reid corrected, smirking at Emily's shocked face, her eyes wide,

"Why do you ask?" Emily inquired, Reid's smirk fell he avoided her eyes,

"I just miss her." He whispered, "I feel like I let her down,"

"Who?"

"My mom." A few tears fell from his eyes. Emily didn't know much about Reid's past, only that his mom died when he was younger, "she said I could do anything. Yet here I am, still lonely, no foals, no mare. I let her down, Emily." Emily didn't know how to respond. She has never seen Reid break down like this,

"Reid-"

"2 years,"

"What?"

"2 fucking years since she died," wow, Emily thought. Taking a deep breath, he looked away from Emily, he was beyond embarrassed, "Sorry, I'm sorry. I should go," turning on his heels, he started back to the rest of the horses.

"Reid!" He stopped and turned, "talk to me."

Haley giggled watching as Jack tripped over Henry. The two colts laughed. Looking around, Haley saw Hank with Savannah, nursing. The morgan mare was grazing. Aaron let a small smile slip as he watched how happy his mate was.

"I really like this." He said, picking his head up from the fluffy grass,

"Like what?"

"This," he gestured to the herd, "I love how happy you are. It's peaceful, the colts are happy, you're happy, we're happy," Haley frowned, as did Aaron,

"I…uh, I actually wanted to talk to you about that," Haley sighed, Aaron felt his blood run cold,

"What is it?"

"Aaron, I'm not happy." Aaron frowned, "I don't like how aggressive you are. I get that this is your family, but ever since Gideon left and Rossi stepped down, you've been distant. You pick fights with horses that aren't even near us, you go away from the herd. You don't sleep because of Foyet-"

"You and I both know Foyet is a threat," Aaron hissed. Haley sighed and walked towards the mares, leaving Aaron alone with his thoughts.