"Jake Ely," Gram demanded at the front desk.

"I'll let you know when you can see him,'' The nurse smiled, sweetly. "You can wait in the waiting room with the family," She pointed.

Gram led Sam to the waiting room where they were greeted by 7 Elys. They sat down.

Luke asked, "Sam, what happened?" He looked tired and worn out.

"I don't know, I don't know, I really don't know," Sam looked at the ground.

"Sam, he doesn't either," Kit put out.

"What do you mean? He doesn't remember? Does he have a concussion? What's wrong with him?" Sam bombarded them with questions.

"Sam, calm down, they think he might have one, but they're more worried about his leg right now." Nate said, his voice calming Sam.

"Okay," She sighed.

"I'm sorry about the child, Luke," Gram said, quietly.

"Thanks Grace," Luke gave a pained smile. There was awkward silence before Luke spoke again, "It was a girl." He ran his fingers threw his hair. Sam and Grace looked at each other wide eyed. "We were shocked too." Luke chuckled, somewhat darkly.

"Oh, how's Maxine?" Gram asked.

"Crushed," Luke sighed.

"And you?" Gram pressed.

"Same," He exhaled.

"And you boys?" Gram looked in each boys' eyes. They all looked down and shrugged. "I see," She nodded.

"Elys?" A man in a white coat, who Sam assumed was a doctor, asked.

"Yes," Luke nodded.

"We set his leg, cleaned up the blood, disinfected everything, and checked for a concussion," The doctor reported. His sleek black hair was gelled back carefully, his brown eyes were kind, and his smile was kind also.

"And?" Kit pressed.

"I don't believe he has one," The doctor smiled.

"Good," Everyone sighed.

"Can we see him?" Sam asked.

"Sure thing," The doctor smiled, kindly, and motioned for them to follow. "He's tired, so you can't stay long, he needs rest," The doctor warned before letting them in.

"When can he come home?" Seth asked.

"Tomorrow, maybe tonight, depending on how he feels," Everyone nodded.

"When does he get it off?" Sam asked, knowing everyone was going to be watching him a lot closer this time. He would not cut it off.

"I'd say 3 months or so," The doctor, who Sam noticed had a tag that said his name was Dr. Adams. Everyone looked at each other.

"He's gonna lose it," Seth sighed.

"Oh yeah," Quinn nodded.

"Well, at least schools starting soon. He won't have time to ride," Adam put out. "Being a junior and all." Sam completely forgot he was a junior this year. She wish she could now.

"Hey, aren't you guys leaving soon?" Sam looked at Adam, Nate, and Seth. They nodded.

"I'm leaving the day after the funeral," Seth sighed.

"Oh, when's the funeral?" Gram asked.

"Tuesday," Nate answered.

"It's Sunday...You're leaving in two day?" Sam demanded. Seth nodded.

"Hey, are you going to see Jake or not?" The Dr. Adams asked.

"Yeah," Quinn slung open the door and they all flowed in.

"Jake, how are you?" Kit asked.

"I'm 17..." He laughed. Everyone looked at each other as Jake laughed hestarically.

"I forgot to tell you he's on pain meds," Dr. Adams smirked.

"We can tell," Luke shook his head with a smirk. Maxine came running in the room.

"I got here as soon as I could," She panted as she walked to Jake's side.

"Mommy," Jake squealed.

"He's on meds," Quinn laughed at his mom's expression.

"No one can make fun of him for this when's he's better, got it?" Maxine commanded.

"Aww, Mom...," They whined. She looked in their eyes.

"Mom, can I have a tic-tac?" Jake asked.

"I don't have any, I'm sorry," Maxine tried not to laugh when Jake stuck out his bottom lip and gave her puppy-dog eyes.

"What color cast did you get Jake?" Sam asked.

"I don't remember..." He shrugged.

"Can you show us?" Gram pressed. He nodded. They waited. He didn't move.

"Are you going to show us?" Nate asked.

"Okay," Jake flung off his blanket to reveal a black cast.

"Oh, that's nice, Jake," Gram smiled. He nodded adamantly.

"When can I get it off? I want it off! Now," He started whining.

"You can get it off in 3 months," Luke answered.

"Want it off now!" Jake explained.

"Listen here, Jake, you can't get it off now, you have to let your leg heal, got it?" Luke demanded.

"Yes," Jake sighed. "When can I go home?" He asked.

"Tomorrow,"

"Okay," He sighed. "I'm tired," He yawned and pulled his blanket to his chin and snuggled in.

"Well, see you tomorrow than," Bryan rolled his eyes.

"Night-y night," Jake whispered as he closed his eyes. They left the room and broke down laughing.

"He was so out of it!" Quinn laughed, slapping his knee.

"Night-y night," Bryan made air quotes, laughing.

"Mommy," Seth mocked.

"Guys, shut up, he was on meds," Sam defended.

"Yeah, but Sammy, that's the only time we'll ever get to see him like that," Kit reminded her.

"Except when he got his wisdom teeth out, we we're all like that then." Nate laughed. Sam noticed Gram and Maxine talking in hushed tones about the baby.

"Sam, let's go," Gram said after a while. Sam said good-bye to everyone.

Tuesday funeral

It was just family and friends. Maxine's parents, Luke's parents, Maxine's brother, Jane's family, Jen's, and the people from Riverbend ranch. The Elys all sat facing forward not looking around. Their eyes were trained forward. When the ceremony was over Everyone filed out silently.

At about 5 o' clock that night Sam got a call from Jake. "Hello,"

"Come over, I'm losing it! The dumb crying and this dumb cast!" Jake exclaimed.

"I'm great how are you?" Sam asked, sarcastically.

"Brat, you know Seth's leaving tomorrow, come over and hang-out," Jake ignored her sarcasm.

"Fine, but how should I get there?" Sam asked.

"Darrell's coming to get you," Jake told her.

"He was coming before I agreed?"

"Yep," Jake nodded.

Sam sighed, "See you then." She hung up. She waited three minutes and Darrell pulled up. She opened the door and smiled. "Hey Darrell,"

"Hey," He smiled. "Jake's going bonkers, you should see him," Darrell laughed.

"Do you think it's just 'cause of his leg, Seth leaving, or because of Faith?" Faith is what they named the baby.

"All three," Darrell sighed.

"I figured," Sam sighed.

"Yeah, thanks for giving me a ride," Sam said when he parked the car.

"Yeah, I was in the area," Darrell smiled.

"Seeing Jake," Sam started getting in.

"No, seeing Jen," Darrell blushed.

"Really?" Sam asked, surprised.

"Yeah, we've been texting a lot lately," He smiled.

"Oh," Sam smiled. "Well, see you later."

"Yeah, bye," He pulled away. Sam walked in the house passed all the depressing people to Jake's room. Yeah, that sounds insensitive, but it was true. She didn't bother knocking.

"I'm here," She flung open the door.

"I can see that, brat," Jake rolled his eyes.

"Shut up," Sam bounced onto his bed. He rolled his eyes at her. "So where are we hobbling to today?" Sam asked.

"The barn," Jake said. He started getting out.

"Jake, do you have any idea where Witch is?" Sam asked, thinking about the fact his horse was not in the barn.

"Yes," Jake sighed.

"Where?" Sam demanded, excitedly.

"With your dumb stud," Jake mumbled.

"He's not dumb!" Sam exclaimed.

"He might not be, but he has my horse and I want her back!" Jake replied, angerly.

"Fine, we'll go get her," Sam stormed out and then stormed back in. "Yeah, um, you can't ride...or drive...I defiantly can't get Witch by herself."

"Yeah, I know..." Jake sighed.

"Can we get you're brothers to help?" She sighed.

"I don't know," He shrugged. "I don't know if I want them to either. They just keep teasing me about how I acted on the meds." He crossed his arms.

"Well, I think we should ask one of them to help. Seth's busy packing, I know that, so he's out," Sam frowned.

"Nathan and Adam are packing too. Plus Nathan's comforting mom," Jake put out.

"Kit's busy with Zoey," Sam added. "That leaves Bryan and Quinn,"

"Bryan is at Jane's," Jake sighed.

"Quinn it is," Sam started out the door. "Well, you know she may have wrecked her tack and she maybe lost, but at least she's not in heat." Sam said, brightly. Jake face-palmed. "She wasn't was she?" Sam demanded.

"Shoot, I forgot! How could I forget?" Jake exclaimed.

"I'm going to get Quinn and we're going to look for her and bring her back, okay?" Sam asked. Jake sighed.

"Be safe, brat, please," Jake demanded before she left.

"I will, I promise," They looked in each other in the eyes a minute. Before Sam new what she was doing she was at Jake's side again, hugging him, tightly. "I'm sorry about everything Jake, your brothers leaving, your sister, your horse, and your leg."

"Stop apologizing, Sam," Jake said as he hugged her back.

"Fine," Sam sighed, moving out of his arms. He held onto her hand though. "I'm going to find you're horse now...okay?"

"Sam, before you go..." Jake tugged her closer to his bed. "When I broke my leg...you call me baby...Or did I imagine that?" He looked her in the eyes. They were both blushing.

"I-I, got to go find your horse..." Sam dashed out of the room when she got to the front door she sighed and walked back to his room and stuck her head. He was looking out his bedroom window, shaking his head. "I did say it..." She whispered. Jake looked up wildly. Sam smirked him before running to Quinn and Bryan's room. "Quinn..." Sam peeked in. "We're going to get Witch."

"Can't you see I'm busy?" Quinn looked up.

"No," Sam laughed.

"Well, good, 'cause I'm not," He stood up. "So, going to get Witch you said?"

"Yup, I guess she was in heat, so we need to get her back," Sam said heading out the door, Quinn following.

"Was?" Quinn asked as he put on his boots at the front door.

"Well, she's probably been bred now..." Sam sighed.

"I hope for your sake not with The Phantom," Quinn said, getting up.

"Why?" Sam asked going out the door.

"Jake hates him," Quinn shrugged. "Do you want to ride Rose?"

"Yeah, I'll ride her. What do you mean he hates her?" Sam questioned.

"Yeah, doesn't like him," Quinn said, nonchlantly, as he opened the pasture gate. He whistled and Chip ran over. He whistled again, this time lower, Rose ran over.

"Do you have them all trained for a certain whistle or something?" Sam asked as she grabbed Rose's halter. Quinn nodded. "Wow...So anyway, Jake doesn't like The Phantom? Did he say that?"

"Sam, he's not fond of the horse, get over it," Quinn exclaimed, exasperated.

"Fine," Sam huffed as she started tacking Rose.

"I think these two are the best to take, since they're her family, you think that'll work?" Quinn asked as he put Chip's saddle on.

"Yeah," Sam agreed with Quinn's reasons. She hefted up the saddle and tightened everything up as Quinn bridled both the horses.

"Ready?" Quinn asked from atop Chip. Sam nodded as she got on Rose.