A/N: I do not own Phantom Stallion :[

This is an expierimental chapter that i wrote very quickly, so please give me feedback on what i should or shouldnt Change! Thanks lads!


Samantha Forster stood on the second rail of the wooden fence to watch her filly, Tempest, romp in the yard. A gentle smile lit Sam's face as her heart filled with love for the little creature that was the daughter of legends. Sam wished for Tempest to grow up and be like her father, a snowy white stallion that lived in the eye of the world where nothing could harm him. Although Sam would also be content just to have a healthy horse, and Tempest didn't really seem to care either way.

The thought of healthy horses brought Sam's thoughts to center on her other horse, Ace. A little bay mustang who was picked on in the saddle herd, Ace had been coughing recently, a tired sound deep in his chest. Sam figured that if she nursed him back to health all on her own, then maybe her dad would let her finally go riding with Jen out on the playa. She had been forbidden to do so when one night after retuning from such a ride she had forgotten to take Ace's halter off, which would have been terrible if he had stepped on it, breaking the halter or causing him to panic and break his legs. And although Ace had done no such thing, in fact he had stood quietly in the paddock all night, not seeming to move a muscle, Sam needed to be taught a lesson, therefore she was not able to ride with Jen until she proved herself to be the responsible teenager that her father and Brynna wanted her to be. Sam thought that maybe, just maybe, if Jake could help her figure out what Ace was sick with, and then they could nurse him back to health together, that Jake would also see how responsible she was. She didn't like how their small age difference made him act like she was four! She was 16 for christ's sake! When would he learn to quit being so protective? After the accident though, and up until now, Sam could sort of see why Jake wanted to look out for her. And Samantha liked it. She liked how if he startled her his brown mustang eyes would fill with remorse if she acted scared for more than a few seconds. Sam especially liked how his mouth would relax, his full lips droop slightly, when she would tell him that she was only kidding. Sam blushed lightly, a faint pink, and shook her head to clear such thoughts out of her mind. Sure she had a crush on him, but he had made it blaringly obvious that he thought of her as a younger sister. And nothing more. She sighed as she thought about that, and an enquiring voice asked "Brat? Are you okay?"

Samantha nearly fell of the fance she was so surprised, and she blushed an even darker pink as she realized what she had just been thinking about. "hey Jake… uhmm I'm fine, just thinking about… um the saddle herd, and what Brynna wants to do with Penny." Great! Sam inwardly groaned, now I sound like I'm a moron with a stutter! Jake just looked at her like she was crazy, nodding okay and backing away slowly. The only telltale sign of his kidding was the faint glint in his eyes, and a smirking smile that spread across his face as he backed away.