A/N Okay so this is set after New Moon, Edward (sadly) never came back and Bella and Jacob became close. Bella knows all about Jacob. Bella continued her "little stunts" but after a while the stunts became more than just a need to hear Edwards voice. Bella's and Jacob's relationship status i guess you could say is a very close friendship with some very blurred lines. When Bella and Jacob travel to Denali on their way to their annual mountain climb...they run into some "people" Hope you enjoy this! (and in case you were wondering...this will end up being bella/edward)

Prolouge

"I'm telling you…this way is faster."

"And I'm telling you that this way is faster."

"Bella please…we've been through this how many times…we've ridden through here how many times? Every time we come through here this way is always the fastest."

"That's what you think…but you just don't want to admit that I'm right."

The heavy sigh that was emitted from his lips let me know that there would be no victory here. Compromise was the only way to go…lucky for me, I'd gotten rather good at compromises.

"Okay then…I'll race you…"

"Bella please…"

"First one to the Denali welcome sign wins…and whoever gets there first, gets to decide which road we take next time we come through here."

There was a long pause in which Jacob Black sat perfectly still; contemplating the offer I had just given him, before a wide grin broke out over his perfectly tanned face.

"Fine, but I hope you're prepared to lose…I don't want to hear you crying about this later."

I rolled my eyes before kick-starting my Harley V-Rod Muscle to life while Jacob did the same to his Harley Night Rod. Ah, what would we do without our beloved bikes? Probably go insane I imagine.

Jacob revved his engine once…twice…three times before we both took off in opposite directions, each of us taking a different side road. I knew my way was faster, we'd been to Denali countless times in the past and my way had always been faster. But in the year that we had been away, Jacob had seemed to have forgotten that.

I loved the way my new bike felt beneath me as I increased my speed down the dark side road. Jake and I had been able to scrounge together enough money for each of us to buy new bikes…and I'm so glad we did. This bike let my go faster than my other bike…way faster; it let me feel for the briefest of moments, like I was fast enough to get away from all my issues…old and new.

Yes I was going fast enough to beat Jake and maybe I was even going fast enough to run away from my past…the past I didn't like to think about…ever.

I went a little faster as I saw the road open up a little more where it merged with the main road. Just a little further down and I would see the Denali welcome sign waiting to welcome me to victory. But at that moment I heard another bike…Jake's bike.

I was more than determined to win, so I went just that much faster…big mistake. Before I knew what was happening, I was skidding on what I assume was black ice, I lost control of my bike before I was flung across the pavement. I skidded along the road until I came to a stop at the mouth of the side road.

Incredibly I didn't feel a thing…no one single God damn thing…that is until I heard Jake's bike cut and then his frantic yelling. That's when the sudden searing pain hit like a bulldozer. I cried out once…and then everything went black.