"C'mon Bradley! Step on it!" Jesse screamed from the pit area.

Blake heard his teammates cry of encouragement and pushed his bike harder than he should have.

He felt a slight pop as he sailed over the finish line and sighed as he brought his bike to t halt.

"Shit! I knew I shouldn't have pushed so hard! I blew out my top end," Blake yelled in frustration.

Jesse came over and examined it. "Well, we knew there would be some aftereffects from the new parts they put in."

"But this is the second time this week!"

"Dude, you need to take it down a notch… What's up with you lately anyway?"

"You really need to ask?" Blake retorted as they wheeled his bike back to the trailer. Jesse leaned against the table outside the rig.

"I never thought I'd see the day where you would be hung up over some girl."

Blake began to take off his equipment. "She's not just some girl Jess… she's THE girl. And it's been a rough six months alright? Wait till you get a girlfriend and have to be separated from her for this long."

"Never going to happen. I like to play the field too much," he said as he hit his arm playfully.

Blake laughed at his teammate. "Well, that's cool for you, but when you find the one I'll be the first to rub it in your face!"

Jesse smiled and began to pack up his things. Blake took off his gear and grabbed his backpack. "I'll see you later man," he said as he walked back to the boarding house he and the others were staying in.

It had been a long six months since he and Tori had said their goodbyes and, as promised, they were both trying to make their relationship work as best they could.

When he reached his room he saw that there was a small stack of papers that had been stuffed under the door.

He settled his things down and smiled when he saw that there was a letter from Tori… but a confused look came to his features when he discovered a rather large white envelope with fancy calligraphy on it.

He opened the larger envelope first.

Your presence is requested at the marriage ceremony of

Dr. Anton Mercer

And

Ms. Ella Randall

To take place on December the 31st at 9:00pm

At the Reefiside Country Club with reception to follow

He sank down onto his bed. 'Trent's dad?' he thought to himself as he tried to figure out who the woman was… then it hit him. "Holy shit," he said a loud. After the Dino Rangers had defeated Mesagog, Blake remembered that Elsa had turned out to be an innocent woman before she was transformed into the creature they had fought.

"So Ella must be her real name," he said. A smile crept onto his face. "Looks like I'm coming home earlier than I thought."

He placed the invitation down and turned to the letter he had been expecting for nearly a week. He opened it and lay back on his bed.

It began as most of her letters did:

'180 days down, 90 to go… I know you're counting too, so don't laugh at me being sappy. Anyway, how are things? I assume they're going well considering how I saw you on the cover of "Dirt Works" last month. Sometimes it's hard to believe that my boyfriend is this big time motocross rider…

I miss you more than I can say, and I can only hope that you're missing me too. Everyone here says hello and that they miss you too. We got your last letter from Niagara and Kapri said that it reminds her of some planet she visited once…

I'm sure from Hunter's last letter you can tell that he and Kapri are getting along just fine, as are Dustin and Marah, Cam and Leeann, and Shane and Kelly.

Now all we need is you to come home and everything will be perfect… sorry, I'm getting sappy again…

On a better note, I placed first in a surfing competition last week and was able to finally get a new board. I'm so happy! I can't wait for you to see it when you get back in a few months…

I miss you and I love you…

All my love,

Tori.'

Blake smiled and placed the letter on his dresser and grinned. Just then his phone rang- it was Roger.

"I know it's late, but we really need you to get back down to the track. Travis' sick and we need you to take his place for tomorrow's race."

"But I haven't rode a 250 in almost a year," Blake protested.

"I know you'll pick it up again once you get on. Just get down here ASAP."

Blake hung up and walked back down to the track where he found Roger and Jesse as well as a new mechanic.

"Great, you're here," Roger said as he handed him his helmet. "Get to it."

Blake didn't say anything as he put his gear on and mounted the bike.' Here goes nothing,' he thought as he started the bike.

Everyone watched as he took the jumps easily and cleared the first lap without problem. When he went for a second lap however, a small part fell off the bike, but Blake failed to notice until it was too late.

He rounded at corner at top speed, but when he went to brake nothing happened. After years of Motocross training he had seen what could happen when something like this occurred, but nothing prepared him for the impact he suffered.

Without warning his bike plowed into a large hay bail and sent him flying head over heals into a barrier… his back landed hard against it and he blacked out.

Meanwhile in Blue Bay Harbor Tori was just finishing her dance lesson when a yellow Cabrio pulled up next to her blue van. Tori grinned when she saw Trent and Kira emerge from the vehicle.

"Hey you guys!" she said as she enveloped them both in a hug. "What are you doing out here?"

Trent pulled Kira in close to him and smiled. "Well, we were kind of in the neighborhood and figured we'd stop by and see how you were doing," Trent said.

"Yeah. Apparently the bridal shops in Reefside aren't good enough for Ella," Kira said laughing.

Tori grinned and laughed. She and the others had all received invitations to the wedding and couldn't wait until New Year's Eve.

"Who's in it?" Tori asked as they walked to a small coffee shop across the street.

"It's just us," Trent said. "I'm my dad's best man, and Kira's the maid of honor." He helped both ladies to sit and kept his arm around Kira's shoulders.

Tori smiled at the young couple and couldn't help but get the feeling that something wasn't right with her boyfriend.

"Tori? Are you alright?" Trent asked.

"Hmm? Oh yeah, I guess I just spaced out a little," she said.

Kira saw that there was something wrong. Deciding to lighten the mood, she brought up the topic she knew would make her smile.

"So, we all got a postcard from Blake a few weeks ago… he's doing well then?"

Tori grinned. "Yeah he is. I talked to him when he was in Pittsburgh a few weeks ago and he said that he's having a blast, but can't wit to come home."

The couple smiled at her. "I had his invitation to the main office of Factory Blue… hopefully it got to him," Trent said.

"That's usually how it's done. They just send it to wherever they are," Tori said.

Just then she felt her cell phone vibrate. "Excuse me," she said as she picked up the phone. Kira and Trent watched as her face fell. "But he's okay, right?" There was a pause. "Hunter, what aren't you telling me?" there was another small pause. "I'll be right over."

She turned to Kira and Trent. "I'm sorry, but I have to go."

"Is everything alright?" Trent asked as he and Kira rose as well.

Tori's face was like stone. "Blake's been in an accident…"