A/n

Hey..Sorry the last 2 chapters havent been that good, this is my first fan fic ever! lol so I tried to make this chapter better and a little longer so I hope you all like it!

Ok here it is

Sam woke up and sat up so fast, her auburn hair flew everywhere. She looked at the Calico Mountains. She couldn't see them that well because it was still dark, and the storm was starting to kick in.

"Um...Jake..I just had a really bad dream.."

She looked down at him. He was sleeping with his mouth open, snoring, not too loud, but loud enough that she could hear it.

Sam couldn't remember the last time she saw Jake asleep. This was probably the first time. I never knew he snored, she thought. It was kind of funny.

Then she remembered about her dream.

She sighed.

"Jaaake," She said as she shook his sleeping bag.

Quickly, he opened his eyes and got up almost as fast as she did when she woke up from her dream. He looked around frantically. As soon as he saw that nothing was wrong, he looked mad.

"What? This better be important, brat, 'cause I haven't gotten lots of sleep," He grumbled.

Then he remembered Witch. He suddenly looked awake and alert. "Oh..is she in labor?" He started to get up when Sam grabbed his arm.

"No Jake, she isn't. I had a really bad and kind of strange dream and I don't know what it meant, and the phantom, he began to disappear, and, and-"

Sam was not only making Jake confused, but herself, too.

Jake lied back down with one arm propped him, supporting his head. He looked up at her with a tired look in his eyes. "Okay, brat, slow down. So..you're saying you woke me up just because you had a bad dream. And what grade are you in again..? 11th?"

"Jake I'm serious!"

"Calm down, Samantha. You're overeating. Go back to sleep," He said, shaking his head and letting go his arm, so his head plopped back down. He turned away from her and closed his eyes. She thought she heard him mumble something else, but his voice was muffled from his sleeping bag.

Sam didn't know what to do. The phantom meant everything to her. Jake knew that. Maybe he was right, that she was just overeating.

The rain started coming down harder. Suddenly she heard a big roll thunder.

She started counting in her head. Somewhere, she heard that the number of seconds in between each thunder and lightening strike determines how far away it is.

One..two..three..four..five..six..seven..Flash! Right then Sam saw the silent night's sky turn from pitch black to bright yellow.

When Dark Sunshine was having Tempest, and Sam was in the barn, alone, there was a storm just like this one. Good thing Jake was with her this time.

Sam thumped back down in her sleeping bag and smiled. For some reason, she felt safer now. Trying hardest not to wake him, Sam turned herself so that she faced Jake.

Maybe if I'm not facing the Calico Mountains, I won't have a dream like that again, she thought.

As if she had never woken up from her bad dream in the first place, Sam fell back asleep in seconds. There, she and Jake slept peacefully, just waiting for Witch to wake them up and tell them that her foal is finally being born and coming into the world.

30 minutes later, Sam woke up again, and this time, it was not from a bad dream.

"What the..?" She looked around. This was weird. Definitely weird.

The barn didn't sound quiet and peaceful, like it had when she had fallen asleep.

It sounded as if all the horses, who were sleeping and content, now sounded as if they had suddenly turned into monsters. Especially one on the right side. There, Sam heard a horse kicking his stall so hard that he made it sound like it was coming apart.

Horses everywhere were whinnying so loud, it hurt her ears. Their bobbing and shaking heads hung out from the doors of their stalls, rolling their eyes so you could see the white, and trying to bite their neighboring friends. Kicking the ground, kicking the stalls, biting, yapping, whinnying, jumping, it all seemed so confusing and wrong. And Witch! Sam almost forgot about her. She got up and looked in her stall, but the black mare was just laying in her bedding, looking around, as if none of this was even happening.

"Jake for crying out loud why are all the horses acting like this?"

She looked down at him. He was buried under his covers.

"Uggh jake!" Sam kneeled down beside him. But when she flipped over his covers, no one was there.

"What?" Sam looked around. "Uhh..Jake? Where'd you go?" She yelled.

No answer.

Maybe he went to get more water for Witch, She hoped.

Okay..think fast..what should i do..,Sam thought as she stood up and backed away from Jake's sleeping bag. She looked at the horses.

The stall at the end of the barn on the right kept vibrating and making loud banging sounds. Then she heard the horse inside it neigh really loud and he stuck his head out for a second but then took it back inside his dark stall.

Sam ran over there quickly. She read the sign on his stall door:

Ricardo's Last Chance

Careful: Stallion. May bite.

Owned by: TPR (Three Ponies Ranch)

Sam read the first line again. Ricardo's Last Chance.

Coming here was probably his last chance, She thought. She hated to think that, but it was probably true. And the Ely's were really nice. They would at least try to give him another chance.

Suddenly Ricardo's chestnut head swung out and almost hit her.

"Woah, boy," Sam said and backed away.

When he noticed her, he pinned his ears back and revealed his teeth.

"Oh I see those," Sam said. "Yes boy, you do have handsome teeth. Just don't try to bite me with them."

Ricardo rolled his eyes so Sam could see the white parts. He went back in his stall and began to bang it as hard as he could with his hooves. She could hear the wood ripping off fast.

Now, it wasn't just him who was doing it.

Sam looked around. All the other horses were acting even more crazy then they were before. And the barn sounded not like a barn should've. It sounded...like a zoo right before dinner time. Probably even worse.

"Huh?" Sam saw something odd in the corner of her eye.

She turned around to see something she had never seen before. There, in his stall, Ricardo was jumping so high that he was almost hitting the rafters.

Sam gasped. "Oh my gosh!" She couldn't believe it. "Why are you guys acting like this? Seriously? Am I missing something?" She thought out loud. "And where's Jake!" She held her hands up in frustration.

Seriously. Where was he? Wouldn't he hear all of this commotion if he was getting water or something? Wouldn't he be here by now?

Sam heard a thump. And then a groaning noise.

"Ricardo!" She sighed. He accidentally hit a rafter and now his forehead was dripping with blood.

But he didn't stop. He started banging his head on the stall door really fast and making his head bleed even more.

"I have to do something!" Sam thought out loud. Suddenly, she knew what she had to do.

"Okay..I'm going to let you out. For your own good. But it's not going to be my fault if something goes wrong," She added. "Jake should be here but instead he's making me figure out what to do!"

Acting fast, Sam unbolted Ricardo's door. As soon as she stepped out of his way, the chestnut stallion leaped out of his stall.

She watched and it was like slow motion as his forelegs crashed into the earth. Behind him, his long, strong legs thrashed out in a buck and Sam didn't realize she was standing too close. But it was too late to change that. Ricardo's left hoof hit her head and she collapsed onto the ground.

"No!" Was the last thing she heard someone shout as she groaned with pain, letting her head fall down to the side. Her eyes closed. She was unconscious.