This chappy is a continuation of where I left off last chapter.

trufan: aw, thank you =) That really means a lot.

AriTwist: I know what you mean, about the bond with a horse. But to see if she actually leaves or not, that you will have to keep reading (and revieiwng :P) to see, lol. =)
Buffy just finished writing in her journal. She closed it, stuffed it underneath her matress and headed downstairs. I haven't written in that thing in forever, Buffy thought. Not since before mom died...

She turned the corner to the dining room and saw the people she had began to love as her family, besides her uncle, sitting around the table. Even some of the guests had grown on her.

She smiled at them, and excused herself for taking so long. Sitting in between Dawn and Spike, she felt his hand rest on her leg.

"Hey pet," he whispered to her before her uncle started to speak.

"Your gangs work this summer has definitely been one of the best," he said. "So, continue doing what you do, and I'll continue to feed you."

He was only joking, but Buffy couldn't help but take him seriously. Spike and the others didn't know what he had done. If Spike had found out... He would've done more damage then me...

She knew she had no reason to be ashamed to tell them, and she wasn't. But the deal they had going for them here, it was too good for her to ruin with her problems that she was capable of handling. It was best it was kept secret.

"So today then luv?" Spike asked, looking over at her.

"Today... What?" she asked, a mouthful of food.

"The surprise..."

"Right, yes. Today for sure," Buffy said, smiling. "I will keep you in suspense no longer."
The ranch had gone off on the sunset trail ride, and it was pretty well deserted. Aside from the constant screams of Dawn as Connor chased her around the property. Funny, never thought of him one for play... Buffy thought. He seems so serious all the time. Guess Dawnie got to him.

She walked out the front door of the house, Spike behind her. He took her hand and she led him over to the steps, sitting down.

"The surprise doesn't seem like a very big one if we can sit on the step for it," he told her.

She just smiled, and laid back, reaching into her pocket. She pulled out a crumpled piece of paper, and straightened it out before handing it to him, the smile still on her face.

He looked at her, then back at the paper before unfolding it.

Miss Summers,

We don't normally accept any applications for the Lakeside Equestrian Competition after July 1st, but yours was quite moving. We understand how hard it is to train a horse with a set time limit, and we think you're a very brave girl to take it on. So therefore, I'd like to tell you that we've accepted you to enter into the competition. You must be ready for August 14th. If not, I suggest you call us and tell us just that.

452-8945

Sincerely,

Jay Cartmill

"Buffy, you entered into a competition," he said, calmly.

She looked so excited, and stood up. "Yes! I know you may not believe it, but I can do this! We can do this."

"Buffy, competing isn't something you just do... Especially for bigger ones like this... You have to train for it Buffy. Some of these competers they... They train for months, years even just to compete."

"Well I don't care about them Spike. Maybe they need to train for so long because they suck. I'm good. Or at least I think I'm good. Kammy, yes, she needs a bit more work. But with the bond that I have with her... It'll be a sinch. I believe in myself Spike, and I thought you did too," she said, turning and walking away.

"Buffy!" he yelled, running after her. He caught up, and put a hand on her shoulder. "I believe in you. We should head out to see her now. We do only have less then a month."

Buffy smiled and turned around, kissing him. She pulled away and the two headed to the barn to get the horses saddled up.