"Zanzibar!" she exclaimed, half whispering it. The silver stallion's ears perked up and he trotted over to nuzzle her. "Your Zanzibar… and you get called the Phantom!" It all began to come back to her.

"And your Ace, my mustang!" she called to the bay horse. He flicked his ears and glanced at her. "And you've got an attitude!" she smiled.

"And Jake is my friend," she started but noticed the ring on her finger. "No, he's my boyfriend. And he owns Witch who has a worse attitude then you."

Sam spent the rest of the afternoon trying to remember everything, and most of it was successfully remembered. She put everything back in her saddle bags and stood up. "Well, Ace, I want to go home but it's probably too late. And Your bridle is broken," she spoke to him as she pet his nose.

That night it turned quite cold. She began shivering as she huddled against the rock wall and against Ace's back. The Phantom walked over and laid next to her, sharing his warmth with her. Sam shivered a bit less and drifted off to well needed rest, determined to find her way home in the morning.

Jake hurried to saddle Witch. He had just gotten home, having taken the first flight home. His father hadnt allowed him to ride out the previous night as it had been past midnight when he had finally gotten home. "Two days! She's been gone for two days!" he muttered to himself, mounting Witch.

Once out on the range, he pushed his horse to a run, pointing her to the calico mountains. He rode on for at least two hours before finally reaching where he wanted to go. He stopped his black mare and dismounted, gathered her reins, and led her through a tunnel in the rock of the mountain. She hung back a bit but followed him, each fall of her hooves echoing off the tunnel walls.

When he emerged into the light at the end of the tunnel, he glanced around and then gasped, "Sam?"

Ahead and just to the right of him two horse, a bay and a grey, lay on the ground, and between them, protected and kept warm by their bodies and the rock wall, lay the redheaded girl he was searching for.

Jake dropped the reins of his horse and ran to Sam. The Phantom had been watching him and allowed him to go to Sam. He kneeled next to her, noting her pale face. He gently reached out and touched her cheek, thankful that she didn feel to cold. "Sam?" his voice came out choked with emotion and live for her. "Sam?" he spoke again, stroking her cheek.

Her eyelids fluttered open and she gazed at him before simply saying "Oh Jake… you came for me!"

He smiled softly and gathered her up in his arms, hugging her. "Don't ever run off again, Brat," he whispered into her ear.

She turned to look at him. "I didn't," she stated.

He gazed down at her with confusion in his eyes. "Then, if you didn't run away, why are you here and where have you been the past two days?"

"I went riding on Ace and…" she trailed off and looked away, not wanting to tell.

"Sam, you have to tell me," he stated gently. She looked at his face and saw concern, and so she did tell him. She told him all about how she had been getting headaches and being dizzy and finally fainting.

"Oh, Sam!" he exclaimed once she had finished. "Why didn't you tell anyone?"

"I was scared," she answered honestly.

He sighed and picked her up. "Come on, I'm taking you home and from there I'm driving you to the hospital."

She simply sighed, to tired to protest. He set her on her feet and saddled Ace, hanging the broken bridle over the saddle horn and placing a loop of rope around the horse's neck. He picked Sam up and placed her on her mustang then led him over to where Witch was patiently standing. He mounted and then he and Sam rode out of the meadow and towards home as the Phantom watched from where he stood beside his herd.

Author's Note: Sorry it's been forever since I updated. My life is crazy and I havent been able to concentrate on my writing.