Ok here is chapter 3…I have got a review or two saying poor Amy…well just wait the whole story will pick up here pretty soon…

More Surprises

Amy threw the hay roughly into the hay nets. She was so tired that she wasn't even sure what she was doing. She had only been home for three days and she still hadn't managed to get a decent night of sleep. Today she and Sorya would go to have their dresses altered. The day of their ride they had talked about the wedding for hours the colors were; purple and black. Amy thought the color choice had been chosen by both Matt and her. The cake was beautiful as Sorya described it, and the dresses were purple with a strip of black at the top. Well except for the brides dress.

"Hey Amy!" Ty said as he walked past her.

Amy stood up quickly and waved at him "Hey!" she said as cheerful as possible.

"Amy are you ok?" he asked walking over to her a concerned look on his face.

"I'm fine." She said smiling. And the truth was that that smile was almost real. She had spent the last few nights in which she couldn't sleep convincing herself that she was happy for him. And actually she was almost convinced. Almost.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, Ty I'm fine, just a little tired, that's all."

"Ok." Ty said giving her shoulder a pat. "If you are sure."

Amy nodded and watched as Ty smiled at her and turned to walk to one of the stalls.

"Have you seen Spindle yet?" he asked from across the barn.

"Oh, yes." Amy said smiling. "He has grown so much." That was one thing she could be happy with.

"Hey!" Ty said again.

Amy looked up to see him leaning against a pitchfork. "Yeah?"

"I need you to help me with Crystal this afternoon. Do you feel up to it."

Amy smiled "Of course."

"Good." Ty said before getting back to work.

Joni was taking the day off so it was just Amy and Ty.

Around lunch time Ty took off to go eat with Reagan, so Amy walked by herself slowly to the house. Once inside she sat down in the kitchen. There was some leftover lunch for her just like her grandfather had promised. Amy dipped the lasagna on to a plate and stuck it in the microwave.

"Hey Amy?" Jack said sticking his head around the door.

"Yeah?" she asked turning to him.

"Will you come into the living room? Nancy and I would like to talk to you."

Amy gave him a confused look but followed him slowly into the living room.

Amy saw Nancy was already there so she gave her a quick smile before setting down in front of her and Jack.

Jack's eyes were soft but serious as he looked from Amy to his wife. Nancy gave a quick nod and Jack began.

"Amy, "he said slowly. "In your mother's will, she said that the house and the farm would be yours. I haven't told you before because you were too young and then you went to college. And then you were gone another two years." Jack shook his head a little before reaching into his pocket and handing Amy a little faded yellow piece of paper. "I hope you don't think ill of me Amy, because I waited, but it was just kind of something I avoided, I'm sorry."

Amy sat absolutely still in her spot, a baffled expression on her face. Reaching out her hand she took the paper in her hand.

She felt a tear sting her eye as she opened the letter and saw her mother's neat writing outlining the whole paper to the very bottom.

It read;

Dear Amy

If you are reading this I guess I'm not around to tell you myself. Heartland has always meant so much to me, the family the horses everything I always loved it when you would ask to help me with a horse. And I knew that someday you would grow up and you would want to live the same lifestyle. You were my little lifesaver, because I knew I would never have to worry about the farm coming into hands of somebody who would destroy it. Therefore since you are reading this you must be old enough to take care of the farm by yourself. I hope you followed every dream and you turned out to be that vet you always wanted to be. I love you. Wish Ty my love; I hope he is still working there whenever someone gives this to you. But if you are reading this it means I only got to make changes to my letter to you once. I love you Amy. Live your dreams to they're very fullest and never lose hope.

Love Mom

Marion Fleming

Amy had to cover her mouth to regain all stability in her voice and facial expressions. Jack reached out a hand and put it on her one hand which lay on her knee.

"Do you hate me?"

"Of course not!" she said before jumping up to hug him. Her tears streamed into his shirt and he held her that much tighter. "But even if the house is mine you will still live here right?"

Jack let go of her and stood back in front of her. "No, Amy."

Amy looked confused "But then where will you live?"

"Amy, we bought our own house not far from here."

"But that's not fair of me."

"Yes it is." Jack said "This is your home, and it isn't fair of us."

"But I want you to stay, I don't want this to be the reason you leave, because of something my mom said in a will."

"Amy it's not just that, I mean this is where you belong and you are old enough you need your space. You need your own home."

"But you never left when mom was here with us."

"That is because she had you alone to take care of, plus the farm. You have the farm which is in a way better position now, and you are known all around the world, business is so good here now. Amy this is where you belong."

Amy nodded slowly and then a smile began to spread across her face. "I love you." She said hugging him again.

"I love you too Amy and I know you will make your mother proud."

Amy stepped back and then wrapped Nancy in a hug.

When Amy stepped back she wiped a tear from her face and sniffled. "Thank you, thank you for everything you do for me, both of you."

Jack smiled "Hey and we are just a phone call away; you haven't got rid of me that easy. We are going to leave now, all or stuff is packed, just call this number if you need anything." He said handing her a piece of paper.

"You already have a house?" she questioned, taking the paper he was handing her.

"Yes, it's the old Parkinson's place, just a mile or two down the old dirt road."

Amy smiled and waved goodbye as she watched her grandparents pull away, she felt another tear trail down her face and she clutched the yellowed piece of paper. Ty had come back since she had been inside and she set her hand on the truck and looked off into the sun. The years had flown by so quickly and here she was two years out of school and standing at home once again. Somebody should have hit her in the head for going off and leaving home right after college. She had been gone for so long. How she wished she hadn't left.

"Hey is everything all right." Ty asked walking up behind her.

Amy turned to him quickly wiping away a tear with the back of her hand. "Yeah I'm fine." She said. "Read this." She said sticking out the piece of paper.

Ty opened it and began to read. He had to swallow a lump in his throat when he neared the bottom. When he finished he let go of the paper with one hand and move towards Amy wrapping his one arm around her.

Amy lay against him as he held her and his chin rested on her head. After a few minutes he released her and handed her the yellowed paper back. Amy took it and pocketed it. Ty smiled down at her. He wrapped his arm around her and they slowly made their way to the barn.

When they walked into the ring, Crystal was walking slowly behind them.

"What's the problem?"

"Oh, you will see in just a second."

Amy gave him a confused grin as he sat down on top of the corral fence. She decided that since she hadn't worked with Crystal before that she would join up with her first. Amy unclipped the lung line but soon decided to take her halter off also. She reached out her hand to grab hold of it but the mare jumped sideways and took off at a trot around the ring. Her eyes glinted with mischievousness, and it was almost as if she was laughing at her. Amy turned to Ty and quirked an eyebrow as a smile spread out across his face. Amy turned to her work and flicked the rope at the mare that now stood in the corner sniffing the dirt.

Crystal jumped but her ornery look returned and she took off around the pen holding her tail high and picking her feet up in almost a showy form or a Tennessee walker way, or maybe not as high. Her head was high in the air and the wind was blowing her mane beautifully.

But soon Amy asked her to pick up speed. She ran tantalizingly in the circle stretching out her neck.

"She is pretty." Ty said shrugging his shoulders and laughing at the same time.

"Aren't they all?" Amy said over the pounding of hoofs. "So? Who is the owner?"

"Brooke Rounds." He said shaking his head slightly. "Sweet little girl." He said. "She was born premature, the size of a dollar bill, is what her parents said. She is 4'2." Ty said looking to Amy.

"Gosh." Amy said raising an eyebrow.

Amy flicked the rope at the mare again and watched as she circled around her. But after a few minutes Amy began to smile as the mare began the chewing motions with her mouth and her inside ear was pricked in Amy's direction.

Amy relaxed her shoulders and turned her back on the horse. Ty watched as the horse stopped and looked at her back and then slowly very slowly made her way across the huge round pen to Amy. Ty smiled and watched as she walked around the arena. Crystal was showing her trust in Amy.

Amy smiled to herself and reached out to rub the mare between her eyes. Amy turned around and walked around the ring some more, Crystal right on her heels. Amy had forgotten how good it felt to join up with a horse. She had joined up with other horses over the past eight years but they weren't problem horses. She couldn't believe she had been gone for eight years. The thought of that made tears sting the back of her eyes.

Amy reached out and grabbed hold of Crystal's halter and clipped on the lung line. She relaxed and smiled, this always felt so good. The connection between horse and human. Amy reached out and patted the mares back. She stood there looking at everything that was hers. Hers. Her mother had left all this for her.

Ty hopped off the corral fence and walked over slowly to Amy.

"Once again, very good at working your magic." Ty said smiling at her.

Amy took a fake bow "Why thank you kind sir."

Ty laughed and made his way over to her. "So all this, this is your land?"

Amy sighed, and saw out of the corner of her eye Crystal walking slowly around her and Ty.

"Yeah, I do guess, it hasn't really sunk in yet, but yeah."

Ty felt the rope wrapping around his legs as the white mare walked around his back and then back over behind Amy to sniffle at her hair. He summoned up the most seriousness look that he could

"So are you going to fire me?"

Amy looked at him and began to laugh. Crystal was sniffing his hands for treats and the more she walked around Amy was absentmindedly releasing more of the lung line.

"Na…you're pretty good I'll keep you around." She said.

"Well the little girl had some problems catching her." Ty said finishing the story.

"Hopefully she will come out here and we can let her go catch her." Amy said.

"Phone number is on the clip board." He said.

Amy patted Crystal's back as she went behind her again sniffing the dirt. Then suddenly a horse from another pasture whinnied and Crystal through her head up and took off at a run to the side of the pen. Amy still held the end of the lung line in hand and so Crystal's quick movement pulled the rope around their legs tight and Ty almost fell into Amy and the two of them both hit the ground. Soon Crystal turned around and saw them on the ground and walked slowly over to them.

"Well that was fun." Ty said laughing as he sat up and started undoing the rope.

Amy laughed and sat up beside him pushing down the lung line. This felt so good. It was almost like old times why had she been gone for so long? She felt the tears prickling her eyes, and as the lung line was free she pulled her knees into herself and wrapped her arms around them.

Ty held the lung line in one hand but stayed in his sitting position.

"Amy? Are you ok? You seem kind of distant."

Amy didn't say anything for a moment, and then she let out the breath that she hadn't realized she had been holding in.

"Why?" she said feeling her emotions take over her body and begin to speak for themselves as a tear fell from her cheek.

Ty was usually quiet, but he would always listen to her and help her through her problems. And so he asked "Why what?" he said with concern in his voice and on his face.

"Why…why did I leave this family behind that I love so much? Why did I leave here? I did want to become a vet, but so much has changed now…You and me…"she said hoarsely.

"But Amy…" Amy cut him off quickly.

"No Ty listen…I left the place I loved and then I was gone for another two years to England leaving the most important thing in my life behind."

"Amy…you left us because you followed your heart and helped someone in need and that is just like you to do that, it is in your spirit to do kind things…Of course we all missed you, but what would have happened if you hadn't done any of that? I mean you would be mad at yourself wouldn't you?"

Amy nodded her head lightly "Probably."

A little while later they stood in the barn as Amy took off Crystal's halter, and exited her stall. How could she have left this place?

"Ty." She started quietly "What happened? To us I mean?" as Amy said this she felt as if someone else was talking for her, she couldn't believe these words were coming out of her mouth.

Ty looked up abruptly. The shocked expression he was wearing soon began to vanish. "Amy…" he sighed reaching out his hand to lay it on her shoulder. "I think it was because…maybe…no, we needed a break from each other, and possibly a permanent break." He reached out a hand and wiped a falling tear from her eye.

"We couldn't take the distance for so long…" she said pulling away.

"Well actually the distance thing was going pretty good for a little while…" he said more to himself. "Hey why don't I help you move your stuff into your Mother's room…That is if that's where you will be sleeping now…" he said quietly.

Jack had had his own room in the house, so that room hadn't been slept in since Marnie had stayed. Amy turned to him an unreadable expression outlining her face.

"I'd like that." She said a smile crawling slowly across her face.

Amy opened the door to her mother's room and looked around slowly scanning all the pictures with her eyes. Ty stood patiently behind her letting her have a moment to herself. Amy looked to the bed which was neatly made with the bedspread of running horses over it. The bed was a huge king size, and sat cattycornered in the corner of the room. The head board stood high at the head of the bed, it was half of a huge wagon wheel with wood over the top and the heartland brand in the corner, an H in the middle of a heart. The footboard was the same thing, a huge top half of a wagon wheel in a square.

Then on the left side of the bed was the night stand. Amy scanned from the bottom of it upward to where the lamp sat and to the side something caught her eye. It was a picture of her and her mother. They were standing beside Sundance and Amy was holding a blue ribbon and one of her other black gloved hands rested on Sundance's neck. Her mom's left hand rested on Amy's opposite shoulder and her right hand was a little above her elbow and their cheeks were against each other. Amy was about 9 and was wearing her complete show outfit and her mother stood bent over beside her, her hair was falling to the other side of her head. She wore her leather jacket with the fringe on it and her jeans and boots outlined her tall legs and slim features.

Amy gasped and put her hand to her mouth at the sight of this and put her hand to her mouth.

Later the two were hauling in sacks of clothes which Amy would go through by herself later. They would be folded and but in the huge brown wooded chest on the right side of the room. The small couch outlined the same wall on the right side of the bed. It was made of leather and a huge horse throw hung over its middle and two small square pillows were sat in its two corners. Ty brought in everything that was to heavy for Amy to get, and she brought in all her pictures.

Soon she also brought in all her clothes on hangers and opened the closet. All her mother's dresses and shirts were hanging in the right corner of the closet and her show stuff hung behind that. Her riding boots sat under the clothes in the floor. Ty came in right behind her with a box of all her board games and a huge cow hide rug with horses running in the center and the edges of the rug were everywhere, not rounded like most. The outer of the rug was cow hide, and it faded away to the inside which horses ran across it. Ty laid it out in the center of the hard wood floor and the bottom of it gripped the floor so no one would slip and have the rug sliding out from underneath them.

Ty felt the room grow with tension as Amy looked through a box of her mother's things. She needed Lou more than ever to have someone to talk to. But what Ty didn't seem to realize was that he was being a pretty good listener himself. Thinking quickly Ty went over to the nightstand where they had sat her radio, and turned it on.

Amy held the leather jacket to her face and smelled her mother's beautiful scent in the leather. The radio was playing in the back ground and Amy wondered what Ty was doing. But it all seemed to disappear when her thoughts ventured back to her mother.

'What do I do mom, I'm lost, I'm need help, I don't think I can do this.' She said in her mind almost as if a prayer.

Ty walked over slowly to her. He got down on his knees beside her. Without saying a word he pushed the box which she was going through away from her, and took her hand. Amy turned to him a confused look playing against her face. He stood up and helped her up and led her to the center of the room. Then he took the leather jacket from her and turned her around. She put her arms back and he gently slid the jacket up them. Amy stood still with her back to him and he reached his hands out and pulled her hair out from under the collar and it fell gently at her back. Amy turned around to face him.

"You look so much like your mother, she would be so proud of you."

Amy felt tears welling up in her eyes again but Ty quickly went on.

"Here," he said "Sit down."

Amy looked a little taken aback but she sat down anyway. They sat across from each other. Ty reached behind his back and pulled a small thin rectangular box out. The title read "Horseopoly". Amy began to smile and giggle at almost the same time and she slowly felt her sadness slipping away as they played the night away laughing and moving they're pieces slowly around the board.

Ty slowly opened his eyes and saw Amy asleep, laying across from him on the hard floor. The game had long since ended and Amy lay still in her mother's leather jacket. She looked so peaceful to Ty. They had spent half the night talking about their lives and everything about Heartland and the horses. He had really enjoyed talking to her but it was 4:30 in the morning already and the radio was still playing and the lamp was still on, casting its light on the nightstand picture and the entire room.

Ty slowly stood up with a groan and stumbled over to Amy's bed. Pulling back the covers he walked back to her and carefully picked her up and set her back down in her bed. After pulling the covers back over her he turned off the lamp and walked slowly to the door. Reaching the door he flipped on the fan and closed the door behind him as he made his way slowly outside.

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