Ok maybe someone does die in this chapter. I'm sorry, it seemed so perfect to just have something happen…you can be mad if you want just review.

3 weeks later…

"She's awake." Said Jen, straightening up; she had just been leaning over Sam, because Sam's eyelids had flickered.

In the hospital Dad and Bryanna leaned over the bed, crying, holding Cody.

"Dad?" Sam chocked. "Bryanna? Where's Gram?"

"Honey. Just go back to sleep, we'll tell you later." Said Dad, looking worried.

The next day Sam was getting out of the car at River Bend. Wyatt stood next to her, but Sam didn't need help walking, she just made her way to Ace's paddock.

"Ace." She murmured, stroking his brown, silky neck, hugging him and crying. Dad had just told her. While she was in the hospital her gram had died in a car crash coming to the hospital to see Sam.

All she wanted was to be alone.

A few minutes later she was leading Ace out to the yard. She sat on him bareback and hugged him. Her Dad and Bryanna were watching from the porch. Sam cued him to run and he did. Minutes later they came upon the Phantom's heard.

"Zanzibar." Said Sam, and reached out to touch his velvet face. "He's gone. Jake's gone and I don't think he's coming back. He blames himself and it's my fault. He hates me and he hates himself because of me. Gram was coming to see me and now she's dead. Everyone's gone and it's my fault." Sam sobbed.

Ace eventually brought her back to the barn and it was dark.

She put him away and went up to her room. It was the same messy room that she had slept in three weeks ago, except on her bed was a small package. It was wrapped messily and quickly.

She walked toward it and slowly opened it.

There was a scribbled note inside it.

Dear Sam,

If you ever get a chance to read this

then I'm so sorry and Happy 15th Birthday.

I love you Sam.

Jake

Sam felt tears slide off her chin.

"I love you too Jake." She whispered. She opened the little box that was attached to the note and took out a silver chain with a mustang on the end. The horse was galloping with its mane and tail flying out behind it. She placed the horse back in the box and her sadness was replaced by anger and depression.

There was a knock on her door and she shoved the box under her pillow.

She walked to the door and opened it. Bryanna and her Dad stood there. They handed her a slightly larger box than Jake's. She took it and looked at it.

"What?" she said.

"It was your birthday present. It was from…all of us." Said Bryanna.

Sam opened the lid. It was filled with all new grooming supplies, horse treats, and a girt certificate to her favorite western shop in the mall.

"Thank you." She said, hugging them. She went to bed right after that.

For the next month she did all of her chores and nothing else. She occasionally rode Ace but less than before. She talked to no one and whenever some one called her, she would never return his or her calls, just stare at the phone.

Jake's parents had called and told him the news about Sam and also about her gram and that the new horse Fuego fit right in and Dallas rode her. He didn't react. He didn't want to see Sam, he knew that she might just get hurt again if he came back.