Caleb looked over at breia. "Thanks" he said as he took his hat. He placed it on his head and looked out at the horses again.

"no prob" briea siad ploping in the chair next to his bed "they wanted to put you down like they do dogs i wouldent let them i didnt even know they did that"

"no prob" briea siad ploping in the chair next to his bed "they wanted to put you down like they do dogs i wouldent let them i didnt even know they did that"

Caleb didn't bother to look at briea "they wanted your permission to turn off life support" Caleb said blankly. He had heard the whole thing. Something strange was happening with him though. He could see a pure white horse running around. "Hey briea... can you see that white horse?" He asked little did he know he had came back with a gift.

briea looked to were caleb was looking "ghost? or the spirit horse"

"You can see the pure white horse?" He asked

Caleb looked at briea "can you see the phantom stallion?"

briea noded "yea...... ghost almost killed me a few years back doing cross country ever sense then i can se the phantom stallion thats how ghost got his name i used to call him hold~on now hes ghost"

Called looked at briea. He was really tired. "Briea I want to go home" he said sadly. He then laid back down still looking out the window. He wanted to be in his cabin or in the stables.

briea nodded "yea i wish you could " briea slumped down in her chair

Caleb looked over at briea. "Can't you get them to let me go?" He asked. He didn't want to stay here. His parents had passed when he was young. They died in the same hospital. He hated hospitals ever since.