"Junior, please don't do this!" Kris begged, running after him and grabbing his arm. He stopped. "Don't tell me that you never want to see me again, then kiss me." Junior turned to face her.

"Kris, it was impulsive and-"

"Impulsive and what?" Kris interrupted. "You're engaged, Junior. You shouldn't be going around kissing girls on impulse; especially not your ex."

"Kris, it's a goodbye. May not be what you wanted-"

"No, you're right, Junior. This is a goodbye. You need to go your way, and I need to go mine." She paused, trying to keep herself from crying. "Tell Laura that I'm sorry I couldn't come to the wedding." She turned to leave.

"Kris, you're not coming?" Junior questioned. "I want you there."

"There's no use of someone who's never going to be in your life again coming to your wedding," she stated, and began running. Junior didn't try to stop her. After that, she went straight to Matt.

"What's wrong Kris?" Matt asked as Kris approached the railing. Flame automatically came to her. Taking this as a sign, Kris went to the truck and got a large vanilla envelope out. When she returned to Matt, she handed it to him. "What is this?"

"Money for Flame," she replied.

"Kris, I'm not selling Flame." Matt assured her. Kris held back her urge to shout.

"What about Wildfire?"

"Kris-" She gave him a glare that made his skin grow cold. "You'll have to ask my mom and Pablo about it." Half an hour later, Kris was sitting in the Ritter's house, at their kitchen table, with Pablo and Jean.

"Kris, you want to buy Wildfire?" Jean questioned, staring at the contents within the envelope.

"Is it not enough?" Jean and Pablo both assured her that it was enough.

"We're just not sure that we want to sell him," Pablo explained, staring at Kris, not understanding the coldness in his gaze.

"You said he couldn't race anymore," Kris commented. "This is probably the best offer you'll get; and keeping Wildfire is costly, right?" Jean nodded, thinking of the mess that Matt was getting himself in to.

"But what will you do with him?" Pablo inquired. Kris stared at him for a moment.

"Go up north somewhere," Kris answered. "Probably get involved in a ranch up there. Maybe go home to the family." Jean thought back to when Kris' mother had visited.

"Alright," Jean agreed. "If it's alright with Pablo." He simply nodded. "Wildfire's yours." A slight smile spread across Kris' face. She thanked them, then headed out to the barn.

"Is he yours?" Matt asked, joining her on her way to Wildfire's stable. Kris smiled brightly, hearing Wildfire. She rushed to his stable, opened the doors, and walked Wildfire out. "So what now?" Kris, didn't reply, but saddled up the horse. Once Wildfire was ready for riding, Kris led him out of the barn. Matt followed after her. Kris mounted onto Wildfire, then turned to Matt.

"Matt, thanks, for everything." Matt tilted his head slightly, not understanding what was happening. Kris kicked Wildfire's sides and was off. Riding faster than Matt could run, Kris was out of Raintree before Matt could get a goodbye in.

Kris had been riding with Wildfire down the highway for about an hour when a car pulled over to the side, but didn't stop. It rode along side Kris for a moment before the window rolled down. Inside the car was Laura.

"Kris, what's going on?" Laura questioned, taking in what seemed to be a ridiculous sight.

"I'm getting out of here," Kris explained.

"Kris, Junior told me what happened. You don't have to leave your home because of it."

"This isn't my home," Kris countered. "I should've known that it wasn't when I came back. I just…I couldn't leave without Wildfire. Not this time."

"I know that you love Junior, but Junior knows that Matt needs you and you can get over him-"

"No, I can't. Even if I get over Junior, I won't be able to love Matt. Not like that. Not again."

"Kris-"

"Laura, please don't make me try to outrun you." Laura let out a deep sigh, rolled up her window, then went back onto the highway. Kris continued on her path, unsure of everything but the fact that she and Wildfire would never be separated again.