When an Erridian pilot swears something on their star racer...that means they're guaranteed to do it.

However when the finalists gathered in the center of the Avatar's temple, Kezi couldn't find Jordan anywhere. Eva was there with Aikka and Aleia, but she didn't find Jordan. She felt guilty about yesterday all over again. Zack seemed to notice her frustration.

"Hey, are you alright?" he asked. "You seem a little tense..."

"Oh...I'm just a little tired." she answered.

She and her gunner stood beside the Nourasian and Earth teams as they waited on Garan to come. She mentally laughed at the way Zack was watching Aleia. Who'd have thought it? Zack interested in a Nourasian. It wasn't that she wasn't pretty; the girl was beautiful. But Zack always had prejudice against Nourasians and those from Earth. He held his tongue when it came to Crogs...considering the situation.

Kezi narrowed her eyes as Kune came to the circle. The air of arrogance surrounded him...something was wrong on Erridan. She could feel it.

Garan showed up then. He described the conditions they would be racing in that day: snowy mountains. Kezi and Zack exchanged grins; they had trained on Erridan's highest mountain range when they had been partnered together for the first time. As soon as Garan dismissed them, the Erridian team headed for their temple. Kezi stopped as she saw Aleia hesitantly follow her and Zack.

"You go on." Kezi told her partner. Zack seemed puzzled, but did as she asked.

Aleia quickly caught up with Kezi after Zack walked on ahead. She smiled politely as she stopped in front of the young Erridian girl.

"Eva said you wanted me to check how your child is doing...correct?" she inquired timidly.

Kezi gave a friendly grin as she confirmed this. "Yep."

"I will come by your temple tonight then. Is that acceptable?"

"That's fine." Aleia turned around to leave; Kezi called after her. "Aleia?"

"Yes?"

"Will you tell...Jordan...that I'm sorry? Please?"

"Uhhh...I won't ask you what you are apologizing for...but I will tell him if I see him."

"Thank you." The Nourasian princess continued on her way. Kezi stood there for a moment, wanting to catch up to Aleia and ask her to tell Jordan about the baby. Then she shook herself and ran to catch up with Zack.

Jordan was preparing for the race when he heard Eva, Aikka, and Aleia returned. He was worried to ask about Kezi so he held his tongue. Eva and Aikka soon left the room, leaving Aleia behind. Jordan didn't pay her any attention until she walked over to him.

"Jordan?"

"Hmmm?"

"Kezi...is sorry. She wanted me to tell you this."

Jordan was taken aback. He didn't think she would ever apologize for anything because of pride. But she just said she was sorry...and it wasn't even her fault.

He groaned as he felt guilt eat at him. Aleia wasn't sure what was going on between the Avatar and the Erridian, but she was uncomfortable being in the middle.

Jordan decided to apologize after the race; besides, the race of Oban would be over soon and he didn't want to have it end on a bad note with Kezi.

Actually, he didn't want it to end...not since meeting her.

The seventh race started. Kezi tried to concentrate on the race and on the last stretch, she had managed to get right on Kune's behind, second place, when it happened.

Some sort of energy field emitted from Hunta knocked the star racer's power out. Kezi and Zack were shocked by the sudden slowing then dropping of the racer. Eva flew down along with Aikka on G'Dar. They managed to get Zack out and on G'Dar's back. When they went to get Kezi, a large rock that was jutting out of the side. It caused the Erridian racer's glass cover to break. The action made G'Dar fly back some due to shattered glass filling the air.

Kezi ducked down into racer. The same rock hit Jordan's turret and knocked him out. His buckle also came undone and he fell along with the descending star racer. Aikka and Eva both tried to reach the two, but weren't able to see beyond a certain point. Reluctantly, they quit. Stan and Koji tried to contact them along with Keni.

"Kezi?! Jordan?! Answer me! This is Kaleb!" he screamed over and over into the speaker.

"It's no use, Kaleb." Koji quietly said after a few hours.

Stan jumped in and barely controlled his voice. "They...they can't hear you anymore..."

Kaleb started to sob. Normally, it would have embarrassed him. But his sister...

Kezi had seen Jordan fall and been able to slow the speed of the star racer, not enough to halt it. Only enough to where Jordan wouldn't break something when he landed into it. She was able to catch him, then maneuver the ship through the worst of the jutting rocks. She couldn't prevent or even lessen the impact with the floor though.

Before it hit, Kezi was able to drag Jordan into the turret exchange where they wouldn't get hurt as bad. She waited until the racer stopped jostling. Then she tried opening the door to the cockpit, which was now to her side instead of above her. She opened it and pulled herself and Jordan out of the racer. She dragged him roughly thirty feet away before she passed out next to him.

Kezi wasn't sure how long she'd been unconscious but as soon as she was fully aware, she walked to inspect the star racer. Kezi wanted to be positive nothing was at risk of explosion. She checked it three times before she felt confidant they would be fine nearby.

As she walked back to Jordan, she glanced upward. She couldn't even see the light from the sun...or whatever it was. Jordan made a sudden groan. Kezi knelt down beside him. He was still out cold...but he seemed to be holding his upper left leg. She gently pried his hand off.

"Oh...gosh..." was all she could manage to say.

There was a deep gash on his leg, bleeding heavily and draining. Some part of the turret's glass must have came loose and done this. It was cut to the bone. Kezi grew nauseated; she'd never been a healer. Her mother would've been of far more use right now. However, she would do her best to keep Jordan alive.

She looked in the racer and retrieved two packs. The first contained a thin sleeping bag, a pack of crackers, a pack of jerky, a bottle of iodine, a box of matches, a small coil of wire, and two half-gallon jugs of water.

'At least there is something to keep us hydrated.' Kezi thought to herself. She looked into the second pack; it was a medical kit containing bandages, fever pills, stomach medicine...basic first-aid stuff. Nothing of the magnitude Kezi needed to treat his wounds.

But Kezi got to work, trying to remember what she'd seen her mother do in similar circumstances.