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[lorilie]

Melissa rode the filly easily, in sync with the rhythum of her sliding gait as they turned through the shamrock pattern togeth, easily executing the barrels despite the fact that the chestnut arabian was bareback.

The only tack Sham bore was a Western bridle, and, though she wasn't really tack, Melissa. The girl was dressed a bit odd for a ride, no boots or helmet, just a baseball cap, and sneakers. But she didn't much care at the moment.

The last barrel was rounded, and together they flew down the length of the arena before sliding to a stop and doing a reining spin, three to the left, and three to the right. Melissa was pleased that Sham was functioning normally again; her leg had healed from the slight sprain splendidly. As for herself, well, the long cut from the hoof pick was still in a large Ace bandage.

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[Onzyy]

Chuck Bass

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Chuck stepped into the White Oak Barn. He was going to ride the loco one today. Loco was his horse Graveyard Attack, otherwise known as Smacks. The horse was the same one that had broken his arm, but he couldn't leave the horse without exercise. So he gathered up Smack's tack and went to the bay horse's stall.

Chuck was greeted with such enthusiasm, he actually thought the horse had missed him. He quickly tacked up the gelding and led him to the mounting block. Smacks was dancing all the way and refused to stand still. Chuck was a master at mounting while Smacks was moving, but the horse had to learn manners. Stand still you silly creature he grumbled.

When he reached Roscoe's Arena he saw someone that he thought he wouldn't ever see again. That hair was so familiar, the build, everything reminded him of her. Smacks had decided to calm down, and that was a dangerous thing. A calm Smacks was never a good sign, but Chuck wasn't focusing on that.

When he finally saw the female's face, he regained his senses. It wasn't the one he was thinking of, but they were so alike in looks. He nudged Smacks forward, and entered the arena. Just like her mother was his first thought.

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Tags: Myssi
Notes: Interesting

[lorilie]

The slender fourteen year old patted her mare's neck as the other rider entered. She wated him with an air of slight interest before quickly sliding off the filly and ground tying her. She then walked to the barrels, and, one after another, tipped them onto their side to roll them to the fence. She didn't want her stuff to get in the way of another rider.

When the deed was done, she walked back to sham and mounted once more, wincing at the pain in her wrist. She hissed in a breath through her teeth slightly, but shook it off.

She pushed the horse into an easy lope, a Pleasure horse lope, one eye watching the man. She was always intent on other rider's in the arena nowadays, considering how the incident with Spencer had turned out. Deadly, and life-threatening.

Vaguely, Melissa wondered who the man was. She'd never seen him, but he must be a teacher... Or a manager, groom, excerciser, someone who worked there! Obviously... Eh. It wasn't her business.

[Onzyy]

Chuck Bass

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Smacks shied away from the arena fence, and then again when he saw the barrels being rolled away. He gave the girl a hairy eyeball, and became most interested in the girl's horse. Chuck gently sawed the reins so that Smacks knew he was still on top of him, and hadn't fallen off...yet

Chuck asked Smacks for a trot, and the response was a big buck. Chuck's teeth clacked together, but still stayed on. When I'm talking to mom again, I'm going to get her to sell this idiot. The bay was an excellent show horse, but just couldn't behave when Chuck needed him to.

He decided that instead of freaking out the student with his horse's antics, he would try and explain. Explain what you douchebag. That you might be her father that annoying little voice told him. Just ignore Smacks. He can be a bit of an idiot sometimes. he told the student. Not sometimes, always was the most accurate description. How else did I end up with a broken arm and ribs.

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Notes: Chuck is in shock! ;D

[lorilie]

Melissa smiled at him her multicolored eyes alighting in a dazzling array. "Oh, no problem. My stepfather had a horse that used to bolt everytime you asked her to go faster than what she wanted to go, then stop so fast and sudden that you'd fly right off her back! A rather comical sight..." She giggled here, patting Sham's man idlely. "Actually, that mare was her mother." She grinned and pointed at Sham.

Melissa then fell silent her eyes running over the bay curiously. He was a pretty animal, obviously worked up. She may not have been in the proper gear, but she felt inclined to help the man.

"If you'd like, I can try to calm him down for you. Not that I don't think you can't do it, but, it might be worth a try." She shrugged.

[Onzyy]

Chuck Bass

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Chuck laughed when the student explained the story with her horse's dam. Bullets went off in his head when she mentioned stepfather. What makes you think she's your daughter? that voice told him.

When the girl asked if she could ride Smacks, one thought popped into his mind. Just like her mother, believed that she could ride any horse. Okay, well if you want to. He dismounted and handed the reins to the student.

He just is a little frisky. Hasn't been ridden for two months. Just be careful.

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Tags: Myssi
Notes: Chuck is in shock! ;D Sorry for the horribleness

[lorilie]

Melissa grinned broadly. "I try to be." She dismounted Sham and ground-tied her once more. The chestnur blinked and watched her with a hint of jealousy, then looked at Chuck and snorted, exteneding out her delicately formed muzzle, but not taking a step out of place.

The blond took the reins and looked the male horse in the eye. He was frisky? That was certain. She touched his muzzle briefly, letting him absorb her scent, then touched his neck and shoulder as she approached the saddle. She swung aboard and settled herself into position. It had been a long time since she'd ridden English.

"I'm Melissa, by the way, sir. Melissa Whitcombe, though I'll respond to anything. Melissa is my formal name."

She nudged the horse to a walk. He pawed and mouthed the bit but did so, sidestepping a bit and tossing his head. Melissa just stayed steady and gentle in the saddle.

[Onzyy]

Chuck Bass

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Pleasure to meet you Melissa. I'm Charles Bass. Chuck reached out and petted the pretty Arab mare. He watched as Melissa rode Smacks, the horse seemed calmer, but Smacks was never calm. Not even in a stable.

Just be warned. He is prone to random cat leaping, bolting, shying and acting stupid. Chuck thought that a warning was in order. Last time he rode the horse he ended up in the ER. Common knowledge at the academy by now.

Smacks proved his stupidity when he shied again at the fence post. Silently he praying that he wouldn't have to go to the ER again. Some of the nurses weren't to happy with him at the moment.

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Tags: Myssi
Notes: Chuck is in shock! ;D Sorry for the horribleness

[lorilie]

Melissa felt the horse tense, and for a second, her eyes went wide and met Mr. Bass', before the animal beneath her heaved up in a buck that rolled his shoulders, flipping her over his hind end, then delivered her a shocking blow to the head from his hind hoof.

She hit the floor with a thump and didn't move again. Blood dripped from a large, serious cut on her forehead.

Sham neighed and galloped to her mistress, pinning her ears at the other horse, snorting and pawing if he came too close. The mare stood over the frail girl like a guardian angel, and sniffed her head for any sign of life.

[Onzyy]

Chuck Bass

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Chuck watched as if in slow motion. Smacks was being his idiotic self and he saw how Melissa did a back flip off Smacks. Oh Lord. Please let her be okay. He ran over and found the mare blocking his way. Sham, I'm here to help her, and he gently pushed the mare away. When he saw the blood he knew that the ambulances wouldn't be here fast enough. So he did the most logical thing, and scooped her into his arms. She looked so much like her mother.

Thankfully the car wasn't to far away and he had a few saddle pads in the back seat. Chuck laid her in the back seat, with a few saddle pads under her head, before heading back to the arena and fetching the horses. He lead Smacks down to the paddock and removed the tack. Sham he lead back to the barn that he was in, and found her stall.

Chuck broke several speed limits on the way to the hospital. Just his luck that the nurse on duty was the same one that he had a stand with last week. You sure have an eye for trouble she mocked him. Listen, can we talk about me and my qualities later. I have a student out in the car that has just fallen. She needs immediate attention.

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Notes: Chuck is still in shock

[lorilie]

Melissa moaned in the car as she woke, bleary. She blinked her eyes, the light painful. She had a smashing headache. Where was she?

Suddenly, she felt something warm and wet and thick crawl down the side of her skull. Blood, and lots of it. She shivered, cold all of a sudden, and felt faint once more.

Strong arms had her in an instant, and she looked up into the face of Mr. Bass. He was saying something. She looked back at the car, realizing she'd been on saddle pads. As she was put on a stretcher, she told him sleepily, "Sorry for staining your saddle pad's Mr. Bass...."

[Onzyy]

Okay, we first need to staunch the bleeding before we do anything else. Then clean the wound. Stitches are also in order. Then we can start worrying about anything else, said the nurse. Jane, that was her name. However the words didn't register with him. He was too worried.

Listen Jane, could you please also do a paternity test. I think I might be her...her father, the word choked in his mouth. It couldn't be. It just couldn't be. Her mother never told him anything about a child. Then again, he never saw that girl again after that night. The saddle pads would have to be cleaned again, but no money in the world could distract him right now.

He watched as they wheeled her into the cubical and Chuck made him as comfortable as possible in the plastic chairs. He had his blood sample taken bout half an hour ago. An hour or two after that the doctor came out. When the doctor came out, he saw who it was and he groaned inwardly. Another woman that he had some fun with the one night. It seemed that his past was coming back to haunt him. Well, it seems our patient will make a recovery. Only problem is she suffered a concussion, and she isn't responding to any tests. She is in a coma Mr.Bass Chuck noticed the coldness in her voice when she was talking to him, but he chose to ignore that.

[lorilie]

'Father...'

The words played out in the girl's restless, yet dormant brain as she lay upon the cot peacefully. Though her skin was pale and he breathing shallow, she was obviously alive. She just... Wasn't moving.

Strange dreams echoed in her mind, images she'd seen long ago but never remembered. Until now. The thought of seeing them was frightening to her... Was she dying?

Someone came into the room. She could hear their boots clicking. Boots....

Could it be Mr. Bass, the man claiming to be her father? No, she didn't think so. Mr. Bass had to have been fifteen when she'd been concieved...

Then, it didn't seem so impossible. Lots of girls got preganant at fifteen. And a lot of the babies... Were orphans without dads.

[Onzyy]

It felt that age after age was slipping by while he was in that seat. Chuck knew that only a few hours had passed, but time was slow right now. Dr. Parker had him into her office not even 15 minutes ago. Then she broke the news. Chuck, the results just came in. Melissa is your daughter. He wouldn't believe it. He couldn't believe it. His worst suspicions had just come true. I have a daughter. A daughter... Chuck had made his way down to the cafeteria for coffee, and then settled into a chair in Melissa's room.

The shutters had been drawn, and what sun was left, cast a faint shadow over her bed. It seemed like a dreamless sleep she was having, but it was times like these that he saw the likeness to her mother. I am her father he whispered, inaudible to most. What would he do now? He wasn't going to run. Stay. I'm going to stay. was his mind choice.

[lorilie]

Melissa wasn't sure what it was she was meant to do in this cavern of her mind... Do nothing until she woke up?

No...

There was a patch of light she thought she could see. Maybe that was where her eyes were, and if she went to it, she would wake up.

So, she stood and walked towards it.

In the real world, a machine began to beep with a loud wail, warning the departure of Melissa's life. Doctor's rushed in and quickly did a few test, eventually shocking her heart back from it's mini failure. A failure that could have been deadly.

Melissa slowly opened her eyes. She was back! Her head hurt a lot, and so did her chest, but nevertheless, she was alive!