Disclaimer: I do not own Wildfire or the story line. I just want to explore what might of happened after the show ended. I thank the creators of Wildfire for creating such a wonderful show. I really enjoyed watching it and it made the best spring break EVER!
Kris Furillo sat on Flame's back. She looked down the track. "A good jockey looks down the track and doesn't see obstacles but sees opportunity." Pablo Batart's voice rang in her head. Pablo... she thought of the man that gave her that advice. A sad smile touched her lips. Her jockey's license had been restored but she knew he would never forgive her for what she did with Wildfire. She had risked everything; her jockey's license, her family, and wildfire.
"Kris!" Matt Ritter's voice broke her from her thoughts. Matt, her trainer and ex-boyfriend. Not the guy she could tell that she was missing someone that would never forgive her for a mistake that she made. "You have to focus on this!"
"I'm sorry." She said quickly gathering up Flame's rains.
"I don't know what's going on. I don't know what your mind is on. But you have to clear it. The race is Saturday, that's two days away."
"I know." She got through the workout somehow not thinking of Pablo again. She pulled Flame up and turned to head back to Matt. When she turned she thought her eyes were deceiving her. Instead of Matt, it was Pablo standing at the gate of the track.
"Good job, shaved three seconds off his time." Pablo said with a happy smile. Suddenly, it was not Flame under her but his father, Wildfire.
She woke with a start, her blood pumping and sweat covering her body. "Kris!" Matt was banging on the door. "We're running late!"
"I'm coming." Kris answered loudly so Matt could hear. She dressed quickly and grabbed an apple. "Pablo didn't leave because of what happened with Wildfire all those years ago Kris." She whispered to herself as she headed for the door. "He left because Jean DIED. It had nothing to do with you. And Wildfire is safe with him. Away from harm." Even if you haven't heard from Pablo in eight months. She opened her hotel door.
"Everything okay?" Matt asked when he saw her.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah... just had a dream." She replied as she pulled her hair into a ponytail.
"Wanna talk about it?"
"No." She responded defensively. There was no way she could tell Matt that she was having feelings for someone they both missed dearly. "Lets get to the track and get Flame ready."
"Okay." They ran to out to the parking lot and got in the truck. Matt started the truck and headed in the direction of Churchill Downs. "So, there's going to be a special guest there today."
"Matt, there's going to be tons of special guest's there."
"No, this one is special to US." He stressed his point. "But don't worry about it. He's not going to get there till race time, so we'll see him after."
"Who is it?"
"It's a surprise. Just do your best today."
"Okay, but you know I'd do my best no matter WHO is there." She told him.
"I know." He replied, but he didn't seem to believe it.
"Matt, what's wrong?"
"Nothing. Just worried about the race."
"Don't, Flame's times have been amazing." He didn't respond. The silence was really annoying. "But you're worried about me..."
"No. It's not that." He replied. "It's just someone who's gonna be there."
"God, you're not worried about Junior are you?"
"No, God no. I know you two are over."
"You have nothing to worry about. Either we'll win it or we won't. But no matter what, we'll look back and say that Raintree went to the Derby. And that will make Jean happy."
"My mother is dead. How can she be happy?"
"You'll make her memory proud Matt. You already have." The truck slowed to a stop.
"Whatever. Just concentrate on the race." He told her as she got out.
"I will." She ran over to Flame's stall and patted him on the nose. "This is your day boy. Let's make it the best!" She kissed him on the nose and hugged his neck.