Authors Note

Okay, so about the whole Dead Mans Curve thing… I (as far as I know) just made up. I know that near my house in AZ there is a Bloody Barons something ;) And thanks to all who guessed what was going on! A few people did and got it right but I'm not going to say what it is. You'll just have to find out. Oh and PitBullLover asked a very good question or made a good point or whatever. Ty's 17 and yet he was drinking in public and the waiter didn't do anything… okay so, just assume that Ty and Mick's families are both known in that place and they are basically allowed to do what the want. I don't know, I thought about that while I was typing but chose to ignore it. But do what you will, doesn't matter much. Hope you like this chapter, I know I had the best time writing it, it's one that I've had all planned out in my head for awhile. Review! –Steph

Disclaimer: Anything recognizable was created and is owned by Lauren Brooke.

Chapter 9

"Let's go than," Ty said. Amy held up the keys and inserted the one she presumed was the right one into the ignition. She twisted it and sure enough the lights on the dashboard lit up. Then, she pulled the gear shifter back to the 'R' for reverse.

Before she backed up Amy hesitated and turned to Ty. "Are you sure you want me to drive?"

"If I wasn't sure you wouldn't be sitting where you are right now," Ty responded, looking over his door to Mick's Corvette where Mick was talking on his cell phone. Mick snapped it closed and turned to Ty,

"That was Tony," Mick called over to Ty. "I don't know why he called me since he just talked to you, but anyway, he just wanted to make sure I was coming and asked about what car I have." Ty raised his eyebrows questioningly. "I just said the Vet and that you have the Ferrari, didn't specify what model."

"Good," Ty said with a nod. "You know what we should do? Go to the Curve and check it out."

"But you can't have cars on it in the day," Mick said.

"We walk," Ty said with a non committed shrug.

"What about…" Mick gestured next to Ty to Amy.

"Oh, right," Ty said. "She can come to. If she wants to." Before Mick could object Ty turned to Amy, "Hey, do you mind going somewhere with us? Just for a little while," Ty asked her.

"Uh sure," Amy said. "I'm not doing anything else important today."

"Great," Ty said with a grin. He turned back to Mick, "Actually," Ty began, "Maybe we shouldn't. You know why," Mick nodded in understanding. "Let's go have some fun instead."

Mick grinned excitedly. "Let's," he agreed eagerly.

"Do you want to drive?" Amy asked Ty suddenly. Ty looked at her questioningly. "I really don't want to mess up this car," Amy confessed.

"Sure," Ty readily agreed. He never gave up a chance to drive, unless of course it was driving a mini van or another car that didn't quite fit his standards. "When we get to where we're going I'll help you," he offered.

"Great," Amy said and opened the drivers' door and got out. Ty did the same and they passed in front of the Ferrari. Amy slipped into the passenger seat and shut the door. Ty settled himself into the drivers' seat looking quite pleased with the turn of events.

He pulled out of the parking spot with ease and accelerated to the exit and stopped at the oncoming traffic. Mick pulled up behind him. "Ty!" he yelled out suddenly. Ty turned around in his seat questioningly. "Take the good way!" he called out. Ty grinned insanely but just nodded his head in affirmation.

"Where are we going?" Amy asked Ty questioningly as he looked to the left and upon seeing cars coming he leant back and drummed his fingers along the leather bound steering wheel in frustration. Ty didn't like to wait, especially not when there was 114 horse power under him.

"You'll just have to wait and see," Ty responded cryptically as he stared at the passing cars.

Amy was set to argue and insist that he tell her where they were going but something made her keep her mouth shut. She figured it was just the fact that she was with Ty and he wasn't ready to kill, that was enough. She never thought that after two long years of thinking he was gone forever that she would be sitting in a hot sports car, a Ferrari no less, that had to count for something, with him. She decided to let go of everything and was determined to have a good time. After all, who knew what would happen when she went back to Virginia?

When a brake in the traffic finally came Ty swung out onto the main road and accelerated forwards, 'perhaps' going a bit faster than the speed limit. Mick pulled up besides Ty in his hunter green Corvette he blasted his horn and gave a quick wave before he pulled in front of Ty. Ty was having none of it, however, and stepped on the gas, pulling up alongside Mick again. He grinned wolfishly at Mick's momentarily turned head. Ty turned back to the main road and slowed down a bit when he saw the distinctive red, white, and blue cop cars in front of him. Noticing this to, Mick slowed down and pulled behind Ty.

The wind was rushing by them in the exposed interior of the car and Amy was glad she had pulled her long hair into a ponytail. She looked at Ty and felt her heart flutter in her chest at the sight of him. His wavy, brown hair was flying around his face but he could have seemed to care less and his navy and red school tie was just barely in front of him and looked on the verge of flying over his shoulder. He was sitting calm and relaxed in his seat and had one hand loosely on the steering wheel, the other, Amy noticed, was punching a number into his cell phone.

Ty pressed the send button and held it to his ear. "Hey," Ty said. "Let's go home first," Ty began. Amy looked over her shoulder and saw that Mick was on his cell phone. "Got to change out of this uniform," Ty said. Amy saw Mick nod firmly. Ty flipped his phone closed and dropped it into a cup holder carelessly. Ty twisted the steering wheel and pulled over into the far left lane. He eased the Ferrari to a stop and when the oncoming traffic on the other side of the road thinned out and he had space he swung the Ferrari across the road and down a road on the left side. He sped past grand, multimillion dollar properties; Amy immediately recognized it from the last, and first, time that she'd been to Ty's house.

Ty slowed down and pulled into the circular driveway of a sprawling, two-story light pinkish beige house. Ty pulled around the large saguaro cactus that dominated almost half of the center island and parked in front of the large door. Ty quickly exited the Ferrari and gestured to Amy to follow him. Amy quickly unbuckled her seatbelt and followed Ty up the stone pathway that led to the front door. Ty pulled a key out of his pocket and unlocked the door. He opened it and walked through; Amy followed him after a moment.

The inside was every bit as elegant as the outside. The floor was made of stone tiles and there was a rectangle outlined in different, multi colored slabs of stone and the walls were light beige or golden in color. Magnificent paintings and photographs adjourned the walls generously along withy several colorful, woven blankets. On one side of the door there was a glass table with wrought iron legs and an identical mirror hung above it. The table held a gorgeous, almost metallic in color, pot that the sun glistened off of. Across from the door there was an island in the center of the hall, the top was covered it a darker stone than that of the floor. There were more pots and bowls displayed there.

"Come on," Ty suddenly said as he started walking down the hall. Amy was yanked from her closer inspection of Ty's house and quickly followed him; she wasn't too keen on getting lost. That would be so embarrassing. Ty stopped by the carpeted staircase and turned to face Amy. "I'm going to get changed," he announced. "You can go where ever you want," he gestured around him, indicating the whole house. "The kitchen is over there," he pointed through a doorway where Amy could see a bit of the kitchen. "Help yourself to anything you want," he offered graciously. "Mick will be over soon, he'll just let himself in." Ty turned around and jumped up a few stairs before he stopped and turned back to Amy. When he spoke he answered the question that was on Amy's mind. "Don't worry," he started. "No one else is here. Dad's at the office and mom's…" he paused before grinning and saying, "Somewhere, probably buying stuff. But yeah, they're not here," he assured her before he bounded up the rest of the stairs and disappeared around the corner, out of sight.

Amy stayed where she was for a moment wondering what she should do. She decided that she didn't need anything to drink, she'd just had lunch after all, and eventually settled on walking down the hall.

Somehow Amy found herself in a room that resembled a living room. A colorful Indian rug covered most of the stone tiled floor and a big sectional, light tan leather couch curved around the center of the room. A large Plasma TV and DVD player was stationed in a huge, mahogany media cabinet, along the wall in front of the couch. Models of cars lined the shelves. In front of the couch there was a rectangular, dark wooden coffee table that had a stack of magazine left neatly in the corner. Along one of the walls was a large, various stone colored fireplace.

Upon seeing that the mantle was lined with photographs Amy subconsciously headed over in that direction, her curiosity of Ty's new life getting the best of her. Her eyes flickered past pictures of Brad and Jane with Isabella and Harold (the Laurence's), pictures of Lee with his friends or Alicia. Finally Amy found several pictures of Ty; there was one of Ty and Mick skateboarding down the street, completely oblivious to the camera. Another showed Ty with Phoenix, Ty with his family, Ty with his friends… Amy's eyes froze on one picture in particular; it was one of Ty sitting on a huge boulder flanked by his friends, obviously at The Peak. Ty's eyes were as bright as ever and dancing in the bright afternoon sunlight, as if at there own private joke. In the photo Ty looked about 15, it would have been soon after the accident, Amy realized and her heart thudded almost painfully against her chest. The next picture over showed Ty, looking hotter than should be legal, in a black suit and scowling in an annoyed manner. The next was one of Ty lounging on a raft in the middle of his pool, wearing only a pair of dark green board shorts. The rigid lines of his muscular chest were painfully obvious, even in the picture. His brown hair was wind swept and lying halfway across his eyes and one hand held up a glass filled with some beverage in a silent salute to whoever had taken the picture.

Amy heard the door bang shut in the distance and foot steps sounding down the hallway, coming closer to where she was. A second later Mick appeared in the doorway. "Ty ready yet?" he asked immediately as he saw her standing there.

"He's getting changed, I think," Amy said uncertainly. Mick had, obviously, already changed and was now clad in a pair of board shorts that were navy blue with white, yellow, and lighter blue hibiscus prints on them and a white t-shirt that said 'Remind Me Of Your Name Again In The Morning' in messy, red scrawl and a pair of light brown flip-flops that looked to be new but worn, destroyed.

Amy looked Mick up and down, taking in his choice of attire in slight confusion. "Where are we going?" she eventually asked.

Mick laughed lightly and shifted his weight from one foot to the other. "You'll see," he responded cryptically and gave Amy an exaggerated wink.

"Woof!" the loud, excited bark came from the doorway. Amy turned around and saw that Ty's Beagle, Phoenix with standing in the middle of the doorframe. His tail was slicing threw the air in excitement and he was prancing around, his nails clicking on the stone tiled floor. He bounded over to Amy and jumped on her, his two front paws fixed themselves on her stomach. Phoenix's tongue was hanging out of the side of his mouth. Amy smiled brightly and scratched his head; Phoenix butted her hand with his wet nose.

"Sorry about him, he seems to like you," Ty's voice came from the doorway. Amy looked up and saw Ty leaning against the doorframe smirking lightly at the sight of them. Ty was dressed much the same as Mick in a pair of white Billabong bard shorts that were designed with red and black clubs, hearts, spades, and diamonds and a black shirt that had the Element logo displayed on the chest four time in white, blue, red, and brown representing wind, water, fire, and earth. He was also wearing a pair of dark brown leather flip-flops. His emerald eyes were glistening and dancing and his hair was wind swept from the drive in the Ferrari earlier. Plastered across his face was his trademark grin.

When Amy was finally able to tear her eyes away from Ty she grabbed Phoenix's flat studded collar and lightly pushed him off of her. "He's nice," she said lamely at a complete and total lose for words. "I like him too."

"Well Nix knows who he likes," Ty told her.

"Damn right," Mick cut in with a snort. "That dog is so picky about who he likes, just like his owner," Mick joked.

"Unlike some," Ty retorted. Mick glared and a triumphant look overcame Ty's face, he knew he'd won.

"It's not like I'll just go with anyone though…" Mick helplessly tried to defend himself. Ty doubled over and clutched his sides from laughing so hard. Amy watched the two in slight amusement but was completely and utterly confused herself. "Wait," Mick said. "We must be talking about two different things, 'cuz as far as I'm aware you aren't the most…"

Ty stopped laughing and faced Mick again. "Neither are you my brotha, neither are you," Ty drawled out the last three words.

"Let's go," Mick said with a shake of his head that only succeeded in having more of his wavy blonde hair fall in front of his eyes. He was so used to it, however, that he didn't even bother to push it out of the way.

"Yes," Ty agreed, "Let's." he turned to walk out of the room, Mick close behind.

"Wait," Amy called from her spot in by the fireplace where Phoenix was still standing loyally by her side. Ty and Mick turned to face her again. "Where are we going?"

"First we're going back to your hotel," Ty informed her. He laughed at Amy's confused look and continued, "You're going to change into a bathing suit."

"Okay but why?" Amy pressed.

"You'll just have to wait and find out now, won't you?" Ty raised an eyebrow at her and cocked his head to the side, a gesture for her to follow him.

Amy followed Ty and Mick out of the room and down the hall. She didn't notice that Phoenix was still following her until they were outside the house and Phoenix bounded ahead of the others and, with a mighty push from his hindquarters, flew into the backseat of the Ferrari. He turned around on the soft leather seat a few times before stopping. He placed his paws on the door and peered over the black side and emitted a bark, as if to say 'hurry up already would you!'

"Is he coming?" Amy asked dumbly.

"Yup," Ty responded simply and casually. Ty wasn't one to spew out words, the less he had to say the better, unless of course it was he who chose to talk in the first place. But when answering questions he found that little was better.

"Okay," Amy said dubiously. She risked glanced out of the corner of her eye at Ty and saw that his jaw was firmly set and he was staring straight ahead. He looked lost in thought, about what? Amy had no idea. "So are you going to tell me where we're going?" she tried again and Ty started the engine and pulled out of his driveway, driving back the way they'd come. She glanced behind her and, sure enough, saw Mick's Corvette following close behind, she hadn't even noticed he'd left them.

Ty looked away from the road and grinned at Amy. "You'll see," he said again. He raised his eyebrows and said, "It's a surprise," and laughed slightly at some private joke.

"Okay," Amy groaned in defeat, knowing that no matter how much she argued or pestered Ty, he was not going to tell her where they were going. No matter how much Ty had changed since she'd last seen him two years ago she knew one thing for certain: he was stubborn and once he said something he rarely went back on his word. Arguing with Ty was like talking to a brick wall, nothing came from it.

"Princess?" Ty said suddenly, yanking Amy from her thoughts, thoughts that just so happened to be filled with Ty… big shocker.

"W-what?" Amy stuttered, thinking, for one bizarre second, that Ty had been calling her 'Princess'.

Ty laughed again and looked at her again. "You're at the Scottsdale Princess, right?" he repeated, just in more words, for her benefit.

"Oh yeah… right," Amy said quickly, her thoughts were jumbled and turning fast in her head. Where had that come from? She wondered silently in her head, internally berating herself for even thinking that Ty had been calling her 'Princess'.

About five minutes later Ty swung the Ferrari into a parking spot in front of the hotel, The Scottsdale Princess. Mick eased his Corvette to a stop in the empty space next to Ty.

"Stay," Ty said firmly and pointed a finger at Phoenix who was looking hopefully at the others. Phoenix gave a doggy sigh and almost seemed to roll his chocolate brown eyes before he plopped his put down on the seat.

Once they were inside the hotel lobby Ty turned to Amy and addressed her. "Just put on a bathing suit and something the can wet," he told her. "We'll wait for you here."

"Alright, give me five minutes."

The Peak

Once inside the safe confinements of the elevator Amy practically started dancing in happiness. She was with Ty again and he liked, or seemed to at the least, like her! She was going somewhere with him! Granted, she had no idea where said place was but was excited none the less.

She jabbed the number floor ten button and it lit up and the elevator moved beneath her feet. Amy managed to refrain from her dancing when she saw a young couple in the elevator already but she couldn't stop the wide smile that spread across her face.

She impatiently bounced on the balls of her feet as she watched the numbers tick by above the door.

2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-

The door dinged when it reached floor number ten and the doors slid open. Amy bounded out of the doors; the couple in the elevator exchanged a knowing look and shook their head lightly.

Amy pulled her door key out of the back pocket of her jeans when she reached the door to the room she was sharing with Joni and Soroya. She unlocked the door and quickly stepped inside. The door, unintentionally, banged shut behind her. Amy walked towards her dresser but stopped when she was met with the expectant and slightly concerned faces of not only Joni and Soroya but Matt and Tom too. They were lounging on the couches by the sliding glass door that led out to the patio, the TV was on.

"Oh hey guys," Amy said lightly as she continued on her way to her dresser.

Matt clicked off the TV. "What are you doing?" he asked questioningly as Amy dug threw the drawers of her dresser.

"Uh," Amy said and paused as she extracted a bathing suit from the top drawer in satisfaction.

"Where are you going?" Soroya asked when Amy failed to answer Matt's question.

"What?" Amy said absentmindedly. "Oh right," she said after a moment had passed. "I'm going somewhere with Ty and Mick," she informed them giddily. Matt, Joni, Tom and Soroya were left sitting on the couches as Amy walked into the bathroom without another word. Two minutes later she emerged wearing a brown, triangle bikini, the sides were embroidered with metallic gold threading. The ties on the bottom, and the top, sported small gold beads hanging at the ends. The brown colored material accented the natural tan Amy had acquired from days spent outside in the hot, Arizona sunshine.

Amy walked to her unmade bed and tossed her pile of clothes down onto it before opening another drawer on her dresser and pulling out a pair of white board shorts covered in brown flower prints. She pulled them on and attached the Velcro in the front and tied the thick, white laces.

"Where are you going?" Joni tried this time in an attempt to get Amy to answer.

"No idea," Amy said with a shrug as she pulled a white t-shirt with a small pocket on the left side of her chest over her head.

"What do you mean?" Matt asked.

"I mean," Amy said as she ran her brush through her long, light brown hair, "That I don't know where we're going. Ty just told me to put on something that could get wet so, I assume we're going somewhere that has something to do with water."

"I don't think you should go," Matt said quietly.

Amy whipped around to face Matt and looked at him curiously. "What do you mean?"

"I just…" Matt trailed off and looked at the ceiling uncomfortably before continuing. "I don't think you should go," he repeated, this time a little more firmly.

"Yeah I got that the first time," Amy responded. "Why though?"

"Well you don't know him…"

Amy held up a hand to stop Matt mid sentence. "This is Ty we're talking about here, of course I…

"Amy, Matt's right," Tom spoke next. "Ty's different than he was two years ago…"

"Yeah Amy," Soroya said next. "He's not the same. You don't really know him anymore."

Amy frowned. "Thanks guys, that's real supportive," she said sarcastically.

"I'm serious, Amy," Matt said. "Ty's different, very different. You shouldn't be going somewhere with him, especially not when you don't even know where 'somewhere' is!"

"I'll be fine," Amy said as she pulled her hair into a loose ponytail. "What's with you guys? Ty's real nice," she told them. She frowned again at their skeptical looks. "I'm serious," she told them firmly. "When it's just me and him he's a different person."

Matt snorted. "I wonder why," he muttered sarcastically.

"What was that?" Amy asked as she turned towards Matt.

"Amy, Ty's not interested in being your friend," Matt told her.

"Excuse me?"

"Guys like him don't want someone like you as a friend," Joni said.

"Exactly," Matt affirmed. "He's interested in one thing and once he gets what he wants than he'll drop you and we'll go back home and you'll never see him again and that you'll be hurt again."

"Sorry," Amy said, "I don't think that's going to happen," she said firmly, trying to convince her friends and herself that it wasn't true. "Ty's not like that all," she said with more conviction this time.

"Yeah he's an angel dropped down from Heaven," Soroya said with a giggle.

Amy's eyebrows knitted together in frustration and anger. "I know you guys don't like him but…"

"It's mutual," Matt interrupted Amy with a laugh. "We hate him and he hates us." Matt paused as a thought struck him. He swung his legs off of the couch and set them firmly on the ground. He leaned in Amy's direction. "And just last night the guy hated you too."

"That's not true," Amy mumbled.

"So that wasn't you that he was yelling at, you who it looked like he was going to hit?" Matt stood up and approached Amy slowly. "Amy, the guys an ass, a bastard, whatever you want to call him. He made you cry," Matt stressed the three letter word. "He might have the same name or look like the Ty you remember but he's not! He's changed, Amy, and not for the better!"

"Today when we were talking at lunch he wasn't like that! He was nice and fun and funny. He was like the old Ty, the one that I remember," Amy told them stubbornly.

"But he's not the same Ty!" Matt exploded. "He's different!"

"You're right," Amy admitted, "He is different, around me. However you see him in your eyes is not how he is to me. He's a different person when it's just me and him."

"You talked to him for half an hour!" Matt said. "Last night you hated him!"

"You guys are wrong, all wrong," Amy said furiously. "Can't you just be happy for me? I'm finally getting what I've dreamed of for the last two years!"

"He doesn't even remember you Amy!" Joni said sadly.

"You know what?" Amy asked them stonily. "I'm beginning to see why Ty said that of all of you," she gestured around to her four friends, "he liked me best," she concluded venomously. The four others were at a lose for words. "I thought you guys were my friends," Amy said sadly. "I guess I was wrong. Now if you'll excuse me," Amy said as she slipped on a pair of dark brown rubber flip flops. "I was supposed to meet Ty downstairs ten minutes ago." With that Amy turned on her heel and walked out of the room, the door banging shut behind her forcefully.

The Peak

"Are you going to tell me where we're going?" Amy asked again, hopeful that Ty would tell her but didn't care one way or the other.

Ty glanced towards her, away from the road that they were speeding down. Amy refused to let herself look at the speedometer, she didn't need the gauge to tell her they were going fast, way faster than the speed limit. Amy only had time to be thankful that the road was straight and, for the most part, flat and virtually empty, except for Mick's car that was following a little ways behind them, before she gave herself over to the exhilarating feel of going so fast.

"Not a chance," Ty answered in the same way he had been for the past half an hour.

"Well are we almost there than?" Amy settled on asking.

"Almost," Ty said with a grin and he looked back at the road.

"What are we going to do?" Amy tried this time.

Ty laughed loudly, his broad, muscular shoulder shook. "I believe that falls into the same category as asking where we're going."

"Can't you just tell me?" Amy whined playfully, it was too easy for her to just fall into the way she used to act around Ty. Apparently, it wasn't too difficult for Ty either since he was acting just as he used to. They were wrong, Amy thought to herself, Ty's not like that. She'd tried to convince herself to believe this little fact many times in her stay in Arizona but now was the first time she actually believed it.

"No," Ty said simply.

Amy sighed and leaned against the door, one arm propped against it and she angled her body to face him. "How do I know you're not kidnapping me? Or something?" She wasn't even marginally worried about that, she hadn't even thought of that before.

Ty laughed harder at her absurd accusation. "You'll find out soon, we're almost there."

Phoenix launched himself from the backseat into Amy's lap. His tail was waving hyperactively and was hitting the glove department behind him. His tongue was hanging out of his mouth and he let out a small bark as his large, chocolate brown eyes stared up at Amy. Amy scratched his head. Phoenix seemed to like this seeing as he squirmed around on Amy's lap.

"Sorry about him," Ty said with a quick glance over to them. "You can just push him away if you don't want him," he told her.

"No it's okay," Amy assured him. She rubbed Phoenix's black, brown and white chest. "I like him, he's cool. For a dog I mean," Amy added quickly with a laugh.

"He's really picky about who he likes," Ty told her.

Amy waited for Ty to continue but he didn't. "Well than, I feel special," she said lightly.

"We're here," Ty announced suddenly.

Amy looked around expectantly, not sure what she was going to find there. Ty turned down a wide driveway and Amy saw a big sign that read:

Welcome

To Lake Pleasant

"A lake?" Amy asked in fascinated confusion. "Why are we here?"

"You'll see," Ty said with a laugh. He shook his head lightly and glanced momentarily across to Amy. "You're not very patient are you?"

"Not overly," Amy said with a grin.

"Me neither," Ty said.

"I know," Amy said without thinking. She immediately clamped her mouth shut; she'd been thinking about old times, times when Ty worked at Heartland and remembered her. She didn't want to make him uncomfortable.

"I guess I can see why you'd say that," Ty said thoughtfully. Amy realized, with relief, that Ty must be thinking about how he'd acted around her before. They were silent as Ty found a parking spot. "Okay let's go," Ty said as soon as the car had stopped and he got out of the Ferrari. Amy followed suit and Phoenix jumped onto the pavement after her.

"Can you tell me now?" Amy asked again hopefully.

"You'll see," Ty returned, mimicking Amy's playful voice.

Amy pouted and it made Ty laugh, which made Amy's heart soar.

"You two are sick," Mick said in disgust as he walked over to them.

Ty ignored Mick and started to walk away, in the direction of the lake, Amy could just see the glistening water. Amy quickly followed after Ty and Phoenix scampered after her.

They walked down a short pathway that soon came to an end, revealing a secret world. There were shops and restaurants, all in old styled buildings. Buildings that looked like they had been restored but still had that old town kind of air around them. Down past the 'town' a little ways there was a small beach, dotted with cactuses, and along the sides there were various size and modeled boats moored, some were tour boats and there were signs announcing boat rentals too. The lake itself was huge and the water was invitingly blue green and glistening in the bright sun, way off in the distance, mountains incased the lake. It was gorgeous.

"So what are we doing here?" Amy tried again.

"We're going to…"

"Hey, Ty! Mick! Over here!" a distinctly feminine voice called over to them. Amy tensed involuntarily as she turned around.

Coming towards them was an impossibly gorgeous girl, woman, as the case may be. She was tall, model tall and slender, her body was off luscious curves and her perfectly bronzed legs seemed to go on and on, never end. She wasn't muscular but her stomach was stretched taught, not an ounce of extra fat on her. Her long, sun bleached, blonde hair fell in straight, shimmering sheets down her back. Her tiny bikini matched her turquoise eyes. Her chest... you didn't get a chest like that without some help.

"Hey Jenna," Mick called out as she approached them.

"Hey Jenna," Ty echoed but he didn't seem as pleased to see her as Mick did.

Jenna didn't even glance in Amy's direction as she sauntered over to Ty and Mick, her hips sashaying back and forth. "I didn't know you guys were coming," she cooed. She didn't wait for an answer as she continued, "But since you're here, come and join me and friends at the bar," she offered them. She let her turquoise eyes roam over Ty's body. "I've got a friend who'd you'd like Ty," she told him.

"Uh no thanks," Ty declined her offer. "I already have plans," he told her. "Amy, Jenna – Jenna, Amy," he flicked his hand between Amy and Jenna as he introduced them, already bored of the conversation.

"Oh," Jenna said in surprise as she ran her eyes appraisingly over Amy, painstakingly slow, and made no motion to hide the fact that she wasn't impressed with what she saw. Ty's eyebrows furrowed in frustration. "New girlfriend?" Jenna asked Ty lightly.

"They're friends," Mick cut in graciously.

"Seriously?" Jenna raised a perfectly arched eyebrow.

"The sad part is," Mick continued, "That I'm completely serious."

"Interesting," Jenna said like she had just gotten the inside scoop on some utterly juicy gossip. "What about you Mick? No friend who just happens to be a girl for you?"

"Nah," Mick said with a shrug. "But," he ran his eyes over her exposed body, "Maybe that's not such a bad thing."

"No it's not," Jenna said as she sauntered over to Mick and slipped an arm around his shoulders. Mick looked like he was in Heaven as he snaked an arm around her slim waist. "But," Jenna said and held up a perfect finger warningly. Mick looked at her questioningly. Jenna pointed at his shirt. "You better remember me in the morning," she said seductively.

"Trust me babe, I won't forget you," Mick assured her.

The two walked away, back towards the bar where Jenna's group of skimpily dressed friends was waiting for her, without another word or so much as a glance at Amy and Ty.

"Ready?" Ty asked suddenly.

"Uh yeah," Amy answered in confusion, still trying to wrap her head around what had just happened. "Where are we going?" she asked again without thinking.

"You'll see," Ty answered with a laugh. He grabbed Amy's upper arm and pulled her along behind him and he went in the opposite way Mick and Jenna had just gone.

They weaved their way through groups of tourists. Finally Ty stopped at the entrance to a small marina.

"Erm," Amy said as she took in the sight of all the sport jets bobbing on top of the water. "Are we going on a boat?"

Ty just laughed again and pushed open the gate. He led Amy down the main boardwalk and than down a smaller one. He stopped at the boat moored at the end of the row. It was long and sleek. The body was black with streaks of dark blue, dark green and gray along the sides. The front met in a point. A little more than halfway back was the steering wheel and controls with a leather seat placed behind it. Tan leather seating wound around the cut out area before the black paint job slopped down into the water.

"Your boat?" Amy asked Ty.

A dark object launched through the air past Amy and landed on the front of the boat. When it stopped Amy noticed that it was Phoenix. Phoenix carefully crept his way along the sleek front of the boat and finally jumped onto the leather couch. He turned towards Amy and Ty and barked.

"Yes, this is my boat," Ty answered. "Do you still need me to tell you what we're doing?" Ty joked. "Or can you figure it out by yourself?"

The Peak

An hour later Ty was piloting the jet around the lake. After how he drove a regular car Amy wasn't surprised that he went just as fast, if not faster, on the water.

Amy sat on corner of one of the couches, one leg tucked underneath her, and petting Phoenix who seemed to love being on the boat. Ty and Amy didn't talk much, but Amy was perfectly content, just watching the water lap against the side of the boat, the mountains in the distance, and, of course, more often than not, Ty.

Eventually Ty had flipped on the radio. Now the song, 'Build God, Than We'll Talk' by Panic! At The Disco was blasting from the speakers. Ty bobbed his head along with the music and began slowing the boat down. Finally when the engine was almost killed Ty began dancing around in the limited space in front of steering wheel and belted out the lyrics to a part of the song.

And not to mention, the constable
And his proposition, for that "virgin"
Yes, the one the lawyer met with on "strictly business"
As he said to the Mrs.
Well, only hours before, after he had left
She was fixing her face in a compact
There was a terrible crash
Between her and the badge
She spilled her purse and her bag
And held a "purse" of a different kind
Along with the people inside

Ty stopped singing but the song played on in the background. Amy laughed at the looks they got from a passing double Decker vessel, undoubtedly a tour boat filled with tourists, if the voice talking about the mountains and lake was any indication. Ty flashed his trademark smile and to teenage girls standing by the side of the huge boat giggled and leaned against each other. Ty grinned cockily at Amy when he noticed that and Amy laughed more. Phoenix, never one to sit out of the fun, starting barking too.

"Sorry," Ty said as he plopped down next to Amy on the couch. Amy unconsciously scooted over a little bit to give him more room. "It's so easy to be someone I'm not around you…" Amy frowned at his words. Ty noticed and his words registered. "No! That's not what I meant, I meant when I'm around you… just you, I… I don't know," Ty eventually said. "Forget I said anything."

"No I get it," Amy said with a laugh. She was surprised that she actually did know what Ty had been trying to say. She started laughing harder as she realized that it was just like old time. Ty looked at her questioningly. Finally Amy managed to say, "Sorry! Sorry," he gasped, out of breath from laughing so hard. "It's just like…"

"Just like old times, right?" Ty filled in for her when she had trailed off.

Amy looked at Ty, surprised, and Ty's eyes widened as he realized what he has just said. "I thought you didn't rememb…"

"I don't," Ty cut her off firmly. "I just…" Ty shook his head firmly, as if trying to rid himself of something. "I don't know. I don't know where that came from," he finally concluded.

Amy smiled at him. "That's alright," she told him, and she was surprised to find that it was true, she didn't care that he didn't remember her or Heartland or anything. All that mattered was that she as with him.

Ty watched her as she looked off into the mountains, caught up in her own thoughts. When she turned back to face Ty a small smile graced her lips. Ty found himself caught up in Amy's enchanting gray eyes. Amy gasped lightly at the exquisiteness of the twin emeralds shinning only a couple feet before her. Ty leaned forwards slightly and Amy did the same.

His emerald pools were only several inches from her smokey orbs.

A blasting horn broke them a part before anything more could happen.

Amy jumped backwards and Ty jumped to his feet. A small covered boat zipped past them with a bunch of kids jumping and shouting aboard. "Spring break! WOOHOO!" one yelled as they passed. It was quiet again as the boat sped down the lake, off to terrorize someone else.

"So when did you get your boat?" Amy asked lamely in an attempt to break the awkward silence that had engulfed the boat.

Ty watched her face intently but didn't answer her question. Instead, when he spoke again it was completely unrelated to Amy's question. "You're not like most girls, you know," Ty said softly.

"Oh," Amy said uncomfortably and looked back out at the mountains. She couldn't decipher Ty's voice. Was that a compliment ? Or an insult maybe?

"I didn't mean it like that," Ty said quickly as he caught sight of Amy's expression. "I meant…" Ty trailed off again. He looked back up at Amy after a minute, his expression frustrate. "Wow I'm on a roll, aren't I?" he said bitterly. "I don't seem to know what I'm saying today."

"It's okay," Amy said to relieve him. "I get it… sort of," she said with a laugh.

Ty laughed to. "How about a change of topic?" he suggested.

"Okay," Amy said a bit eagerly, wishing that they could be comfortable around each other again. "What's going on at Dead Man's Curve tonight?"

Ty frowned. "Not that."

"But…"

"No," Ty said firmly. "We're not talking about that.

"Why not?" Amy asked suspiciously. "What are you going to do?"

"I'm not going to tell you," Ty said emotionlessly.

Amy sighed, he as turning again, back into someone she didn't know. "It can't be that bad," she tried to reason with him but when Ty was like this reasoning with him was like talking to a brick wall. The wall would probably win, however. "If you just tell me," she tried again, "I won't have to come to find out what you're doing," she said, attempting to be playfully.

Apparently, Ty did not see it like this. "Don't come," he said icily. "That would be bad."

"Fine, okay," she said defeated, knowing that Ty was not going to give. "I'll drop it okay?"

They were silent for ten minutes, the air crackled in the tension. Finally, Ty sighed and spoke up. "I'm sorry," he said.

"Me too," Amy seconded his apology. "I shouldn't have tried to make you talk about it. It's none of my business."

"You're right, it's not," Ty started and Amy looked at him, startled. "But," he said in a softer voice, "I shouldn't have acted like that."

"It's alright," Amy said again.

"No," Ty said firmly. "It's not alright. I've been horrible to you every time I've seen you. You don't deserve it," Amy was silent as Ty wrestled with his thoughts. "I don't know why," he finally began, "But there's just something about you that… different, from anyone else I've ever met," he confessed. "And, to me, it's weird. But," he said in a lighter voice. "I promise to be on my best behavior now."

Amy smiled again as she felt the tension lift and float away. "Alright."

They sat in silence, though this time it was comfortable, for five minutes.

Ty pulled his phone, reluctantly, out of his pocket and flipped it open. "Hey Mick, what's up?" he said into it. "You're right," Ty said with a glance at his watch. "Yeah we're on our way. Listen, meet me at 6:50 okay?" he paused as Mick spoke on the other line. "See ya," he said as a farewell and flipped the phone shut.

He looked back up at Amy and smiled loosely. "Want to drive back?"

The Peak

6:00 p.m.

Ty sat at his large desk in his room. He flipped open his laptop and pressed the 'power' button in an attempt to occupy himself for the next 50 minutes. He picked up the remote for his sound system and flipped it on. 'I'm Not Okay (I Promise)' by My Chemical Romance came through the speakers and Ty dropped the remote back to his desk.

He turned back to the laptop, which had booted up and absentmindedly click on the Internet Explorer icon. He went to Google and without thinking typed in his search:

Heartland, Virginia

He clicked on the first sight that came up, it looked promising.

The page instantly popped up on his screen and the top read:

Heartland

Heeling horses, heeling hearts…

Ty starred at the words, feeling a connection of some kind to those four simple words. He glanced at the other pictures and skimmed the words in the middle of the page.

Heartland is a horse farm nestled in the hills of Virginia,

But it's much more than that.

Heartland is a place like no other—

It's a place where the scars of the past can be heeled,

A place where frightened and abused horses learn to trust again

Ty clicked, involuntarily, on an icon that read 'Memorials'.

A picture of Marion Fleming came up along with a brief summary of her life. Ty scrolled down the page, there was Pegasus and other horses that had passed away at Heartland. Ty came to the end of the page and froze. There was a picture of a gorgeous chestnut horse. He was tall and muscular and Ty found his eyes drawn to him.

Than he noticed the figure standing next to the animal.

It was him. A younger version, two years younger to be precise, but it was Ty none the less.

"Dylan," Ty whispered as he ran a finger over the horse's picture.

Suddenly the door to Ty's room swung open and his mother bustled through the door. "Ty we need to talk," she announced as she fixed a bracelet to her wrist.

Ty slammed his laptop shut and turned to his mother. "What?" he asked irritably.

"What was on your laptop?" she asked suspiciously.

"Nothing," Ty replied simply.

"Really?" Jane didn't believe him. "I could have sworn…" she shook her head elegantly. "Never mind. "Anyway," She began, "Your father and I are going out with Isabella and Harold tonight," she informed her eldest son. "We'll be back late. Are you going to be around tonight or do you have plans?"

"I have plans," Ty told her warily.

"I thought that much," Jane said and bobbed her head. "I suppose Mick is with you than?" Ty nodded stiffly. "Hmmm, well Alicia is coming over to hang out with Lee…" Ty raised his eyebrows questioningly at his mother before he laughed. Jane pointed a dainty finger in his direction. "Don't you say anything," she warned Ty. Ty immediately stopped laughing.

"Anything else?"

"Oh yes," Jane said. "Your father wants the keys to the Ferrari Enzo."

Ty's foot, that had been resting on the top of his desk slammed down onto the floor. "He what?"

a/n: well that's all for now! Hope you liked it. I'm off to watch The Little Vampire's! love that movie! Actually, I LVOE vampires they're hot. Speaking of which, everyone should read Twilight, best FUCKING book ever! JustAGirlWithADream, this chapter was for you (notice the longness ;) ) because you got me to read it! Everyone, review!