A/N: What did everyone think of the last episode of Teen Wolf. Enjoy this lovely new chapter. Anyway read, review, give ideas. I don't care. I'm not really going along with the show as you can probably tell.

It was the day of the big show. For the first time in a long time she was nervous.

Since that night in the gym with Stiles she hadn't been back. She still thought about what they had done and the words that she had said. 'I was so stupid to of said that but that's what I've been told ever since I can remember.'

She just hoped to God that it was true and if it wasn't then oh well. Actually not really, she was worried but at the time she didn't care. That was the point that she was at in her life. If something happened to her then that was fine because hopefully that meant that she wouldn't have to deal with that bastard anymore.

Shaking her head to clear her thoughts Sapphire opened her Chevy Silverado truck door and stepped down.

As soon as shut her truck door Stiles came out of nowhere, and hugged her from behind. Feeling her tense up he released his hold on her saying, "Its just me, baby. I didn't mean to scare you."

Releasing her held breath she replied as calmly as she could, "Just don't do that again. I could of hurt you."

The look he gave her made Sapphire explain. "I have been taught self defense and the first thing I learned was what to do if someone comes up behind you. If I hadn't of known that it was you, you would of been flipped over onto your back."

The only thing he could do was look at her.

"I probably should of mentioned that before. Besides that, you pretty much know everything else about me." Knowing she was keeping one thing from him Sapphire gave Stiles one of her genuine smiles reserved only for him.

Leaning in he gave her a quick kiss.

"Hey Sapphire."

"Hey Scott." Looking over the bed of her truck she waved at him. "Over here, and what took you so long?"

"I had to wait on these guys." He gestured towards Kira, Lydia, Liam and Isaac.

"Sorry." Kira and Lydia said together.

"Yea what they said."

"Liam you could of just said it. It makes the person know you actually mean it." Isaac explained as he smacked him upside the head.

Liam shot him a look as he rubbed the sore spot.

"Next time pull back on the strength." Came the mumbled words.

Ignoring the grumbling wolf, Sapphire continued to the trailer. Opening the door, she stepped up and walked to the horse's head. Untying the lead rope Secret backed out and stepped down. Catching a sniff of the wolves he snorted and half reared.

Walking in a couple circles Sapphire got him calmed down enough that she could tie him to the trailer. Undoing the shipping boots she tossed them into the tack area. Grabbing her saddle, non-slip pad, half pad, saddle pad, 5 point breastplate, running martingale, girth, leg boots, bell boots, and bridle Sapphire finally stepped back out.

"Why do you have so much stuff for one horse?" Lydia asked, her eyebrows going up into her hairline.

"Because I need it. Secret is a stallion. He won't be quiet and calm. You will notice that once we get into the ring."

Not bothering to explain anymore she went about tacking him up. Stiles helped... well he just held everything as she went about her business. Taking the bridle from him Sapphire threw the reins over Secret's head, unbuckled his halter and slipped the bit in his mouth as she pulled the headstall over his ears. Adjusting the straps she unbuckled the reins, ran them through the rings on the martingale and rebuckled them.

Snapping her helmet strap she turned toward Scott.

"I'm going to the warm up ring. You can follow me there or go sit in the stands."

Stepping up on the third step of her small mounting block Sapphire tightened the girth another couple notches and mounted up. Nudging Secret into a walk they headed to the ring.

Sapphire wasn't sure why she was feeling the way she was. Yes she was nervous, but there was something else. And she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

The whole time she was in the warm up ring she was a jittery mess. Every time she got Secret to jump he either ticked the pole or knocked it down.

Letting him walk on a loose rein she tried to calm herself down. He moved over to the rail and just stayed next to it while she closed her eyes, and made sure nothing happened to her.

"What is she doing?" Liam whispered to the others.

After a moment of looking at her Scott replied in a tone that told Stiles he might of figured something out.

"She's calming herself down."

"I thought she said she did this all the time."

"Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Plus have you seen some of the other riders?" Stiles wasn't fully sarcastic. As he was feeling nervous for her just by watching her. In his opinion the horse was huge.

As soon as Liam opened his mouth he covered his ears.

'Drop it before I make you drop it.' A voice sounded in his mind.

"Liam?" Lydia questioned the same time that Scott asked. "What's wrong?"

Removing his hands and shaking his head he shrugged his shoulders. The others waited silently.

"I heard a voice in my head." He whispered looking up at Scott. "I couldn't tell if it was male or female as it was distorted and growled the words."

"What did it say?"

"Drop it before I make you drop it." He muttered with a scared look on his face. "It happened as I was about to say something else about Sapphire."

"Then you should just shut up and leave it alone before whatever said it decides to come over here." Stiles growled.

Liam only glared at him but shut his mouth.

"It looks like she's ready to try again." Lydia whispered while she nudged Stiles with her elbow to get his attention.

Gathering her reins back up she opened her eyes hoping they were back to normal. And hoping that no one asked why she had her eyes closed for about five minutes.

Going straight from a walk to a canter Sapphire circled Secret and headed to the oxer. Counting the strides she took off half a stride early from the fence. After the good warm up she called it quits and left the ring. She waited with Stiles while the others went to find seats.

Halfway through the course she realized something was wrong. 'What the fuck did that bastard do to me?'

Scott held his breath. Looking from Sapphire to the jumps in front of her he saw it was the same from his vision.

The triple combination coming up she tried to go through the motions. The first fence she cleared with a foot to spare. The second she nicked and the third they ran through.

Everything seemed to be in slow motion for Sapphire. She felt her helmet unsnap and tumble from her head. Sliding to the left her head smashed against the jump standard. She slid to the ground and laid there. Secret trotted off from the scene.

Stiles stood up to run down the bleachers but Scott grabbed his arm.

"Dude, what the hell?" Stiles angrily growled.

"She's fine. I promise. You don't need to make a fool of yourself in front of everyone. "

Scott released his arm as the others stood up. Stiles ran down the steps and jumped over the fence. Seeing Scott out of the corner of his eye kneeling next to Sapphire he decided to head over to the horse. Reaching Secret he calmed him down enough to grab the reins and take them out the rings on the running martingale. Leading him back towards Scott got his attention.

"Hurry up. I have a bad feeling." Stiles whispered so slow he barely moved his lips. Secret was already a little antsy because of the werewolves. Patting him on the neck seemed to help but for how long he didn't know.

Scott picked her up and made a beeline for her horse trailer.

Lydia and Kira took Secret from Stiles and started untacking him. Once he was loaded and his tack put up Scott started telling everyone the plan.

"Stiles you drive her truck. I'll the jeep. Lydia and Kira ride in the living quarters with Sapphire. Liam with me and Issac with Stiles. We'll meet at the animal clinic.

Pulling into the clinic driveway everyone jumped out.

"Did anything changed about her on the way over?" Scott asked the girls.

"Nothing." Lydia replied.

"Maybe that's a good thing."

Stiles opened the door to the living quarters and was greeted with a familiar sight.

"What the fuck?" He whispered.

Everyone turned to look at him and slowly moved toward the door.