A/N: mostly unbeta'd dribble. I never thought I'd write another one of these since I'd done my favorites but my muse had me writing one for my sister. She approves of this story and gave me permission to post it since she is featured in it. Name changed to protect identity.

Also, I don't own them. If I did, they'd still be riding. I promise my sister will put Chris back after she's done with the trail ride.

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Chris stopped brushing his horse, suddenly realizing that he was ONLY wearing his cowboy boots. Even with as warm as the day was, it made to no sense to be currying Pony almost as naked as the day he was born. He looked toward the porch of his shack when he heard a giggle. There stood a brown-haired woman wearing the strangest clothes.

"What the hell are you doing here? Who are you?" Chris growled as the woman's eyes twinkled.

"Just indulging in a bit of fantasy…"

"You're the woman who tied Vin to a bed and made Ezra lose all his clothes playing poker."

He glared at intruder who had already made two of his men think that they were losing their minds.

"Yup. Proud of it too. A little surprised they told you."

"So I'm your next obsession huh? Should I call you Ella?"

The woman held up her hands.

"Nope. This one isn't for me. No offense, but you're entirely too broody for my tastes. Besides, you didn't notice that the horse is between me and the 'eye candy.'"

"Then who is this for?" Chris asked as he saw that Pony was indeed between him and the strange woman.

The woman pointed at the barn. A blond haired woman sat on a pretty bay horse, looking at the scene unfolding. Chris looked back confused.

"You're my sister's favorite of the Seven. She also loves horses. I'm not sending you back to the story I pulled you out of. You're going on a trail ride with Nicole. Whether you get to wear clothes will be entirely up to her." The woman laughed, outright laughed at the glare sent her way. "Have fun!"

Chris looked back over to the barn. What on earth had he ever done to deserve being tormented by fan fiction writers and their sisters? Well, the sister may not be so bad, Chris thought, as his pants magically appeared on his body.

He swung up on Pony, thankful that his horse was saddled. Pony was a reliable horse but occasionally these writers made this faithful horse act up. As he and the woman called Nicole headed off, her horse calmly walked beside Pony. Still, it was disconcerting to be riding with a woman wearing the strangest shirt and pants. After a few minutes, a smile crossed the usually somber Chris's face. Nicole was telling some pretty crazy stories about how obnoxious her sister could be. He burst out laughing as she told him about getting kissed on the nose in the middle of the night. It sounded to him like Vin and Ezra were lucky after all. There could have been attacks of random physical affection!