"It was a mistake, Kris," Junior admitted. "But it's done now, and I can't go back on the promise I made."

"I wouldn't ask you to."

"I know you wouldn't," he agreed. "Look, I know I've made mistakes, but I mean what I'm saying. I want you back in my life, Kris."

"I can't be in it again," Kris stated. "I can't be in anyone's. It's been me and Wildfire for the past year. I haven't had any friendships, didn't need any."

"You needed me." Kris looked away from him.

"I learned to live without." Junior smirked, shaking his head.

"You don't have to be strong all the time."

"You forced me to be when you sent me off." He nodded.

"Again, I've made mistakes, and I'm sorry; but I want to make things better."

"Maybe they can't be fixed," Kris answered stubbornly.

"They can, and it all starts with us talking about what's happened over the past year." Kris was silent. "I'll start. Laura and I married. We moved out of the mansion into a house a few miles away. Laura's always busy with work, the wind turbine is really getting off the ground. The end. Your turn." Kris stared at Junior for a moment, the goofy grin seemed to be plastered to his face.

"Wildfire and I have been riding around," she informed him, not giving away any details.

"Well that completely explains why you ended up near dead on the side of the road," Junior commented sarcastically.

"Junior, let's not." Junior glared at her.

"You didn't honestly think that I wouldn't ask."

"I knew that you would, but I don't want to answer. And honestly, I don't understand why you think that just because you came to see me that I would start spilling out my guts."

"You have to tell someone so that they can catch-"

"It was a suicide attempt Junior!" Kris shouted. "I killed Wildfire, alright? I decided that I was done living, and Wildfire couldn't live without me. I just-Dang it! I can't believe it didn't work!" Junior took a few steps back, shaking his head.

"No, Kris-" he stuttered. "It's a lie, it's just not-"

"I did it, Junior!" she screamed. Junior turned and began running out of the building, still unable to take in what his former lover had explained. She'd killed Wildfire? He couldn't fathom it. Matt was outside of the hospital with a cab waiting.

"Junior are you alright?" Matt questioned, worry swallowing his face. Junior just shook his head, getting inside the cab. "Junior-"

"This was a mistake," Junior stated, his eyes upon the ground; cold and unfeeling.

"We got to see Kris-"

"She wasn't feeling like herself!" Junior snapped, slamming his fist against the window. "She wasn't Kris."

"What do you mean?" Matt asked, completely confused.

"She just-She just wasn't." Junior wasn't sure how to explain to his best friend that their ex girlfriend had killed Wildfire and tried to kill herself. No words came to mind.

Within her hospital room, Kris continued crying. She knew that Junior would hate her, but it really had been all her fault.