Short chapter...you will have to forgive me :( Anyway, this story is starting to come to a close. Soon we will say goodbye (tear). It sure was an experience writing it! Let me know how you've felt about it. Was it better than you thought? Or a waste of your time?

It's been a week since homecoming. Sam had never felt happier in her life. She and Jake were together, Gabe was still an amazing friend, and she only had a few more weeks left till the movie was done. It was Saturday morning and Sam sat on her bed pulling her jeans on, she heard his truck bump over the bridge and nearly tumbled down the stairs in her hurry to get down them.

She hopped down the porch steps pulling on her boots in the process; it was a mystery to how she didn't fall. Jake climbed out of the truck and Sam was in his arms as soon as he had turned around. She smiled giving him a quick kiss.

He smiled too, a cocky smile. "Excited to see me?" He asked. Sam rolled her eyes but couldn't wipe the smile from her face.

"More like excited to see the colt put to work!" Sam teased. Jake frowned and Sam reassured him by wrapping her arm around his waist and walking with him towards the round pen. "Dad already put him in there for you."

Together they climbed up onto the railing. Sam sat on the top on and Jake stood beside her. The Phantom's look a like stared at them chewing on a mouthful of hay.

"Alright, let's see what this monster has been up to," Jake said hauling himself over the fence. This was the first time Sam would see him work with the colt. He had been working with him for a few weeks now but Sam wasn't really talking to Jake at the time. Jake quietly walked towards the colt that seemed at ease.

He just chewed his hay and watched Jake move. Sam was surprise to see Jake was even able to tack him up; he had really made some progress. The colt remained still, just cocking his head towards Jake, his ears flicking to catch his voice.

A few minutes later Jake had him jogging around the pen and Sam found herself drooling. He was beautiful, every inch of him reminding her of the Phantom, but in a much calmer form.

"Wow, Jake. He's amazing," Sam said her eyes glued to the colt as Jake took him through the paces.

"Good, because he's suppose to be going home today." Jake said bringing him to a halt. He dismounted and gave him a pat.

"Today?" Sam asked her heart sinking. She knew he was going to go sometime...but she didn't expect it to be so soon.

"Yeah, it's been four weeks. Just glad I got as much done with him as I could," Jake said tugging the saddle off. He smiled at Sam who was frowning. "Now if you keep looking like that I won't let you help me give him a bath."

Sam rolled her eyes. "Like I want to do your dirty work."

Jake just looked at her and she sighed. "I get the scrubbing mitt...," she muttered hopping off the fence; Jake laughed and shook his head.

"If you say so...," he paused looking at Sam thoughtfully then back at the colt. "Do you want to ride him?" He asked startling Sam.

After a moment of shock she shook her head furiously. "N-no, I mean...I want to, but I shouldn't...," she stuttered, her want to ride the horse nearly choking her.

He looked at her confused. "Why not?" He walked over to the fence, leaning against it beside Sam.

Sam looked down at her scuffed boots. "Well, you know how people say you shouldn't name things because then you get attached to it?" She asked, heat rising to her cheeks.

"Yes...?" He drew the word out and Sam couldn't look at him, because she knew this was silly, yet she couldn't help but feel this way.

"Well, for me, if I ride that horse," she nodded to the colt who pricked his ears in her direction. "Then I'll probably fall in love with it...," she muttered quietly having to look back at her boots because looking at the horse just made her want to hop on and gallop off.

Jake's eyebrows rose and he shook his head, chuckling. "You're serious?"

Sam's whole entire body felt like it was on fire, she was a moron. "Yeah..."

Jake sighed and hauled Sam off of the fence and over his shoulder. Sam squeaked and tried to get down.

"Stop your squirming before you freak the little guy out," Jake said and Sam rested on his shoulder like a sack of grain. Jake flipped her around and lifted her up onto the colt's back. "You can let go of me now..."

Sam let go and found herself on top of the very horse she was dying to ride about two seconds ago. She couldn't help but smile.

"Now go on...gentle commands. He's very sensitive."

Sam squeezed lightly with her calf and he went into a walk. Even bareback was extremely comfortable. His back was nice and round—not fat round—but built round and Sam didn't have to worry about his back bone digging into her. It was like sitting on a muscular couch. Sam squeezed him into a jog and found it easy to sit to, everything about him was like that. Every gait, every move...just him. He was smooth, comfortable, and strong.

She had fallen in love.

Jake let her ride him out of the round pen and to the hose. Reluctantly she dismounted and handed him over to Jake so she could go get the wash stuff.

After a good hose and soap battle, the horse was spotless. His dark coat gleamed and Sam leaned against Jake as they watched him graze. Her hair was stuck to her face since Jake had dumped the bucket over her head and slowly her jeans dried in the sun.

"So you know, I think I might actually miss this guy," Jake said, playing with the lead rope in his hand.

Sam smiled. "Me too. If you think about it...we both had been through a lot with him," she said recalling the fight they had, but instead of being embarrassed about it she was almost thankful. It was a tough time fighting with Jake but in the end—well now—it paid off. If it was possible, they were closer than before.

And both learned valuable lessons...like communication. Communication keeps the problems at bay. The lack of it was what had stirred up all these troubles in the first place. Luckily, Sam found she and Jake both knew better now, that they had both grown from this experience.

Jake kissed the top of her head. "Yeah, we have."

Silence consumed them both as they watched the colt graze happily his coat now silky and dry. Sam was really going to miss him.

PS: Exciting news! I am working on a new PS fan fic! I'm excited about it :D