Chapter 1 Part 2

It felt like forever since that kiss. Samantha looked down to the diamond ring that hugged her left ring finger. She still couldn't believe she even said yes! Sam thought she was asleep in the hospital and she didn't dare to wake up.

Reality kicked in as Mrs. Sweet called, crying and so upset.

"Sam, I need you to come to the hospital."

"What happened? Is it Chris?" A cold shiver ran up her spine and her heart nearly stopped.

"He- he got into an accident and he's not responding to any of the treatment... Only you... can help him..." Mrs. Sweet broke down again as the reciever fell to the counter.

He's not dead, she thought as she ran out of the farmhouse towards the open road to the hospital. She ran with the tears falling freely down her face. She got to the hospital's parking lot and Sam saw Mr. Sweet outside, smoking like no tomorrow. I thought he quit smoking, Sam questioned her knowledge and she asked Mr. Sweet, "What happened?"

"Chris got into an accident. Almost like yours, but the horse knocked him out cold. He's not responding and the doctor's considering to pull the plug."

Sam went inside, asked where to find Chris Sweet and got directed to room 401. She walked in and sat beside him, the buzzing of the heart monitor pulsed in time. The tears that fell now were out of loss of a fiance and her first love.

"Chris," she cried, "Don't leave me now for anything. We just started to get our lives in place and you leaving now isn't going to help me. I love you, Chris."

As if by some miracle, he started to move. His eyes opened and what made her feel like she was going to die, he said, "Who are you?"

Samantha was heartbroken with her door closed and locked. Amy tried to get in to talk to her, but only got silence as her answer. Rose was confused about how her daughter was acting, but it was outlived when Mrs. Sweet called to tell Rose that her son didn't remember Sam.

"Amy, does Jack still have any room for two people?"

"You can call and ask. Why?"

"I had a nice long talk to Marice about Sam and Chris going for the rest of the year to get back in the saddle."

"They were going to get married, right?" Ty asked.

"I didn't know about the marriage until after Marice told me that he proposed. And they were going to wait until after Sammy was done school. Another thing why Sam and Chris are being sent to your Grandfather's farm is because of Thunder."

"Thunder's alright, but he's just afraid of storms."Amy said.

"No, he tried to bite Sam when I sneaked into the barn to see if she was alright. The stallion's a danger to everyone and no one can help him." Ty corrected Amy's statement.

"Ty, you haven't seen my daughter when she's training our horses. She has the Flemming Touch, I say."

John was listening to the conversation from outside the kitchen and decided to bring Sorrel, a yearling, into the house to see if his daughter would take him inside.

Sam sat on the bed staring outside at the yearlings in the field. A flashback to when she first met Chris passed by her eyes...

Sam had just gotten Dancer tacked and out into the forest for training in jumping cross-country. The girl had a talent for learning quickly as she soared over each jump and cleared five jumps before halting unexpectantly.

A boy stood in the clearing with a stallion. He was wearing ripped jeans and a half opened buttoned shirt that hugged his arms.

"What are you doing on my parent's land?" she asked.

"My parents are friends with the owners of this land and I didn't know they had a daughter. I'm Chris Sweet."

"Samantha Flemming. You ride?"

"Equestrian and Western. I can see you're related to Amy Flemming. The Flemming Touch is what everyone calls it with Amy for her ability to help mend up the scars of the past." He walked over with his stallion as Sam dismounted Dancer.

"You must like to read. My parents think that I also have the Flemming Touch."

"Then let's see about that." Chris said before taking her into his arms and kissed her.

Sam heard her father knocking on the door, but it was the soft headbutt to the door that made her get up to answer. It was Sorrel who came with her dad.

"You didn't have to bring him into the house, dad." She sniffed.

"I thought a good friend would help raise your spirits. But I have to warn you, you're going to Virginia for the rest of the year with Chris and Thunder."

"What? Why?"

"Your mother believes that if you, Chris and Thunder were to go to your Uncle Jack's farm, you might be able to bring everyone back to normal. Marice also agreed with your mother that it would be best for you and Chris to get back to where you left off."

"I... maybe I should get packed up for the rest of the year?"

"Go get ready and I'll see about driving you out to Virginia tomorrow." He kissed his daughter's forehead and picking up the poor yearling, he carried Sorrel down the stairs.