Returning...If Wanted ((Sam or Jake or Both?))

[Melanie]

He had taken off a while ago because life was just too hard for him to handle. It was true he had an amazing thing worked ot for him here, but he just constantly continued to feel as if he was a burden. And as if he didn't belong. And it wasn't fair to anyone, including Sam and Jake. They had done nothing but be nice to him, and he felt ungrateful every day of his good for nothing life. And he hadn't wanted to be that person anymore. He had wanted to start over, to find a new life. But the new life he had found in running away was worse than he could have ever imagined. He had thought it would have been amazing to be on his own once more, and just be himself without any worries. But he found that it had only left him homesick and heartbroken. He had stayed away for more than a year though, for he thought he was doing what was best for Sam and Jake and the rest of the family. But it wasn't what was best for him. He had missed them all terribly, including Charlie. He dind't know if they even still had her after his disappearance. She would have made a nice horse for them though, so he just didn't know. But one day, he had decided enough was enough. He was done running, and done being alone. So he hitchhiked all the way back here, and was now walking along the dusty road with his familiar old backpack slung over his shoulder. His pace was tired, and he carried a slight limp because of the fake leg he had been given after one of his run ins with his father. But he was taller, and more filled out. He was still as skinny as a rail, but there was something else about him. Something different.


His eyes looked up the long driveway of the ranch that he had called his home for a while, and he remembered back to the frst night he had been discovered. He had been pretty scared, for Sam had held a pitchfork high above him in warning when she discovered him in the hayloft. He was a mess then. Stubborn and insolent...dirty and thin. And more than anything else, afraid and alone. He had been using the hayloft as a place to sleep, but it turned out Sam hadn't been too happy about that. But after that incident, she had taken him in, and he couldn't be more thankful. It had just taken him a while to realize that. Sighing softly now, he looked down at his clothes. They were the nicest pair he owned, for he wanted to make a good impression. He wore a simple pair of blue jeans that actually fit him, along with a nice bark blue tee shirt that clung a little to his skinny torso. His hair was still the dirty blonde it had always been, still the same length, but messier than before. His eyes had a slight light to them, but no one could be sure why it was there. He took a deep breath as he approached the steps to the house, and held it even when he knocked loudly upon the door. He let it out slowly as he waited for an answer, if there was going to be one at all. But, Aidan was back, even if they didn't accept him after all of this time.

[X.Sadistic_~_Samurai.X]

Sunshine. For the first time in awhile, she felt at home. Leaning back in her saddle, she gazed up at the sky, brown eyes vibratent. It felt good to be out of the stink and terror of a hospital and at home. If only Ma were here though. Tears filled her eyes but she brushed them away. Ma wasn't dead or anything. Just alittle ill. That was all, she tried to convince herself. But it was more than that. She watched as Alex bounded across the yard, squeling with glee as she romped with the towering hounds that galloped around. Ten in all ruled this pack. Green Creek Wolfhounds were the most popular line in the US.Donner, Blitze! Tanz hier! she called, her voice fluent in German enough to call her dogs. Both black shadows, they streaked over, leaping gracefully over the fence and halting, panting.

Suddenly, the leader of the pack, called Ebony, threw up her head and let out a bellow, streaking off to the driveway. The other milled nervously, gaurding laughing Alex. She was eight already and it seemed the world was flying by! Everything was different. The horse under her gave a snort and tried to buck.Nicht! she said sharply and the horse calmed, moving into a canter. Sternenstaub, called Glanz for short, was a beautiful blood bay, sired by a stud called Schmerz and born from a mare called Charlie that lived here on the ranch. She was born of fire through and through and was always frisky. Now, she turned her attention to the canter ahead of her, bobbing her head excitedly. Her rider turned her black haired head to the driveway, watching for Ebony and whatever she went after.Alexandra, steh auf und splien, she called, still watching. Alex rolled her eyes but got up and raomped after the dogs.

[Melanie]

His fingers laced themselve around the strap of his bag, and he wondered where everyone could be. When he had lived here, there always seemed to be someone home at the ranch, no matter what. And now it seemed empty and deserted. They had to be here somewhere. Probably out riding or something of that manner. Taking a deep breath, he exhaled slowly and then looked over his shoulder. The large structure of the barn came into his eyes and he looked around almost guiltily. It couldn't be that bad of an idea. If Sam found him in there, or anyone else, he'd just explain himself. That was all. Stepping backwards off of the porch steps, he started his limping pace over to the stable. He just wanted to see if Charlie was here. Stepping inside, he squinted slightly as the dust traveled throughout the sunshine. Looking over his shoulder once more to keep an eye on things, he looked forward and then placed two fingers into his mouth, along his bottom lip. He whistled once, and it was long and low, and shortly followed by a shrill, shorter whistle. And then it happened. He waited, straining to hear. The familiar nicker was sounded, and he saw her beautiful painted head peeking over her stall door. A smile lit his scarred face and he hurried over to her."Charlie..." He whispered quietly. As he approached her, he held out his hands, and she placed her head right in between them. His smile became even broader, and his heart felt as if a heavy weight had been lifted from it. He was home, if they wanted him, and his horse was still here. If Sam even considered her his anymore.


But he knew he had to find Sam or Jake or anyone. So he stroked her face once more and then stepped away, even though he didn't want to. She nickered in question, and he looked at her, shaking his head."I'll be back girl. This time for sure." He told her honestly and then stepped away from ehr stall and out through the barn door once more. He limped back to the house but before he got there, he was aware of a long, loud, bellowing bark. He stopped in his tracks, becoming slightly unbalanced because of his prosthetic limb. He knew that bark. Turning his head, he saw the black blur racing towards him. It couldn't be. She was huge!"Ebony?" He questioned softly and then saw her still coming, with a cantering horse and rider behind her, as well as someone else. He prayed one of them was Sam. But as he thought that, he became instantly nervous. What if she didn't want him anymore? What if she was tired of him always thinking that he had to leave, that he was burden? What if she didn't even want to see him step foot on her property again? Shifting back and forth, he waited, wondering what would happen now.

[X.Sadistic_~_Samurai.X]

As Ebony bounded around a new figure, she halted Glanz nervously. Friend or foe. She was not sure. Since she came here, some people wre cruel and hated her for what her country had once done. But Alex had no qualms of the stranger. Eagerly, she raced over, hounds trailing after her.Hiya! Who are you? Are you an old furt? she asked eagerly, bouncing on the balls of her feet. Ebony lept up and began to lick his face, tail wagging. Glanz snorted as she dismounted, shifting eagerly.Ebony, spielen nett, she said, giving Glanz a warning look.Alex, du lesest das buch, she said.

A pout sat on ALex's face.But Eva, das ist nett! Ich seltsam irgendwer, she said but she shook her head.Nein, she said but Alex had already turned around and looked up at the guy. Nervously, she twitched her fingers, curling them in a hound next to her.