Sorry I haven't updated in a while! And sorry that this chapter is so short, but I wanted to stop there because I'm evil and like doing cliffhangers! lol...but the next chapter will come soon. Thank you for all of the reviews I love hearing what you think!

It had been a week since Sam had seen the note. Ever since Jake had been fired, she never got to see him and give him what he deserved. Having no clue what Tempest looked like, other than the fact that she was a foal, didn't help her much when she went out to look for the lost horse twice.

Sam sighed in frustration. All morning she had been sitting on her porch thinking about the plan she had been mentally conjuring up in her mind all week on how to get the little foal back. She would get on her horse, if she could remember which one it was, find Jake's ranch and make him find Tempest and get him back to her ranch. It was probably definite, Sam thought, that if she had her memory, she would be way more mad than she already was.

Then, Sam's mind veered off to another subject. Jake couldn't be her only friend!There had to be a girl that she was close friends with, or maybe even a group. But no one had called for her or anything. Sam snarled, thinking she couldn't have very good friends in her "real" life. Even Jake wasn't a good friend, considering how he basically set loose her foal and told her she wasn't a good rider.

Shaking her head, Sam silently told herself that if she wanted to find Jake, she had to focus on her plan.

Sam got up and went to the pasture where there were saddle horses grazing and swishing their tails in content.

Sam squinted her eyes against the sun. "Okay..where's Ace..," Sam spoke quietly to herself.

After a moment of looking and calling, she finally decided to go in the barn, thinking that maybe if he saw the tack, he would come.

As she was walking and trying to find the tack room, suddenly a little bay face popped out of a stall door and blocked her way.

"Hey, cutie," Sam said, rubbing the horse's ears. "What's your name?"

When she looked down at the sign attached to his stall, she was surprised to see the name "Ace" and smiled.

"So you're Ace?" Sam said. "I have good taste in horses." Sam laughed when Ace stomped his foot and bobbed his head up and down, looking eager for a ride.

"Okay, one second..."

Once she found the halter and tack, Sam took her horse out to the hitching post. Though it was a little hard for her to remember how all the loops and buckles went, it only took her about 5 minutes to get everything on. When the last buckle on the bridle was clicked, Sam stepped back, perched her hands on her hips, and smiled proudly at her work. "I'm ready," Sam said, while confidently nodding her head.

Sam loved horses. She didn't know why, but whenever someone just said the word horse, her eyes grew big in excitement. Now, getting the chance to actually ride her own, Sam felt more than just excitement. She felt free.

Then, clutching her reins, closing her eyes and holding her breath, Sam leaped up onto the little bay's back. For a moment she just sat there, eyes still closed, letting the cool breeze make her auburn hair flow. She heard a crow in the distance and smiled. The smell of horses and Nevada was candy for her nose. All the things around her: horses, a flowing river, and the essence of Nevada soothed her soul.

Sam took in all of it with a deep breath. Then, chest still full with air, she opened her eyes, screamed and fell off.