Tristan | HJI | Heather, Kholo

Doing as much as possible to maintain his composure, Tristan gave her a firm smile, which wasn't much of a smile at all. "I know you are, but the security system here is pretty good. There's staff around now more than ever, if they see something suspicious, they'll say something."

Writing down a list of Emily's and Tim's phone numbers, Tristan handed the slip over to Heather. "Can you try and track them down while I go ask around, see if anyone knows where they were last seen? I know Tim and Emily were in another heated discussion this morning about God only knows what, but they're both pretty sensible. Sensible enough not to run off into the woods and get hurt, I hope. Not to mention take two teenaged kids with them..."

-Heather nods as she starts dailing Emily's phone number, not daring herself to get up to stress her fractured leg out more then she puts her phone up to her ear and was listening to the ringing while planning out of what she was going to say-

Savannah Storm | 17 | Eventer | M: Wyatt, open

"Probably better than having a murderer for a half-brother," she muttered under her breath. Louder, she flashed back, "What about 15?" Well, technically she had Michael, but...he didn't really count. Anyway, he was only half a sibling. Whereas Matthew... Savannah thought, pulling her jacket a little tighter. This wind was getting strong. She gazed up at the sky, clouds quickly stealing the sun. Just like Matthew.

Alright, cool! When Flip gets back from her break, we can gradually include Tim back in :D Until then, let the drama commence!))

Emily | Eventing | Open

It'd been two weeks since Tim's 'disappearance.' It'd happened suddenly, out of nowhere. Nothing particular had sparked it, for once. No high-emotion arguments, no late-night crying sessions, nothing. In fact, Emily had felt as if the pair were growing apart, and in the present, she felt shameful for embracing the distance. It'd been something she was almost grateful for. After all, he'd seen some sides of her that she hated to think people knew of her, hated to assume that that was how he truly viewed her. Not to mention, Wyatt had become a welcome distraction, filling time which she truly probably deserved to spend mourning nearly every cut tie with her family. What was left of it, anyway.

Then, out of the blue. Boom, he was gone. The horses were still there, which truly caused the most concern. Emily didn't know as much as she thought she did about Tim, but she knew enough to know that if he had just decided to skip down, Boomer and Looney would've been the first to know, and the first to be moved. Very suddenly, she'd felt very guilty for mechanically walking around him, avoiding eye contact, making light conversation with fear of substance. It hit her like a freight train when everyone began asking her if they'd seen him.

And now, she was forced to go to a show she hardly felt passionate about anymore, with someone who knew very, very little about eventing. Tristan was a good guy, and admittedly very sound of the mind. However, every time she tried to converse with him regarding eventing, his mind grew very dull, very blank, and very useless to a girl whose mind raced with knowledge of her sport. And not only was she attempting to qualify for the Rolex with this one show, but she'd only been back to riding for possibly a week. And now? They were packing up the trailer with hopes of making the last point to qualify. All she had to do was deliver three solid rides, and it'd happen. But did she even want it anymore? Was it even worth going if she had nobody to truly coach her? Everything was causing Emily's stress to increase in intensity, skip meals, and forget what sleep was. All she wanted to do was find Tim. A great part of her felt very responsible for his disappearance, regardless of the nature of their relationship.

Just gimmie 2 seconds to read through what ive missed xD

-Heather would be back in the hospital again since she was refusing to rest while not taking care of herself which she had fainted back at the barn as she hasn't ate anything all day, the only thing on her mind was her two horses which she kept putting them first before herself a lot. She laid in the hospital bed, already had something to eat and drink as she stares blankly at the ceiling as she couldn't help but wonder if Prince & Mystery are doing alright-

-she had given Tristan her cell number in case if anyone wanted to call her to ask her any questions about either Prince or Mystery. Mystery would be doing a lot better as she had recovered while Prince has gained some meat on his bones as he wasn't looking like a skeleton anymore at least but he had a way to go. The woman sighed as she knew that she should probably rest to let the fracture in her leg heal properly, she finally closed her eyes as she drifts off into a restful slumber-

Two Weeks.

Two Weeks of Nothing.Feeling Nothing.Seeing Nothing.

Okay so he was lying to himself a little there.God his ribs ached still,And the bruising was still evident but mentally.Tim was in an odd state.Even he didn't understand what had happened himself.The drugs had put him out of it quite a bit after he had fleed the hospital,hiding in a local motel the whole time.

Yes he had thought distantly about the barn - But his mind was blocking alot of his memories for the time being.

Right now it was a misty day,The rustic looking man walking with a slightly hesitant manner,Looking immediately out of place.Tim was tense,Partly from the throbbing and partly from worry.Was the hospital going to come find him?Take him back?

He shakes away the thought with a quick intake of breath,glancing to his phone.Tim really wanted to call - to speak to someone.Well Emily really.He felt bad - guilty even- for just leaving now his head had begun to work properly.His finger hovered over the phone icon for a few moments before he quickly stuffed it away again.

No - She would just drag him to the doctors Tim descided as he walked into the bakery to grab a bite to eat.

(^ Sorry for the wait!I struggled a little to be honest >.<)