Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or the sinful looking Jacob Black.

Bella shot up in the bed in a cold sweat, she was glad that she hadn't woken up Charlie again but was frustrated that even the highest milligrams of sleeping pills didn't keep the dreams away. It was three a.m Saturday morning so she just said to hell with it and got up. She was quiet as she spent the next few hours tidying up the downstairs and putting the coffee on for Charlie. She was already showered and dressed when Charlie came down in his flannel pajamas.

"Did you get any sleep?" he asked with a concerned look on his face

"Not really" she admitted into her morning tea, Charlie poured himself a cup of coffee before sitting across from her "kinda getting normal, not sleeping"

"It's only been three months Bells" he reminded her "maybe we should get you an appointment with a therapist"

"Dad-" she started and Charlie held up his hands in defense

"I'm not talking about a permanent thing, just until you are sleeping through the night at least" he insisted

"I am not the kinda person to pour my heart out to a stranger" she told him, Charlie nodded

"Yea, one of the personality traits your mother says you acquired from me" he grumbled and Bella chuckled "but, i read that a hobby or activity could help you...sort your mind out"

"So you're telling me to...?" she started, raising an eyebrow

"Get a hobby or see a shrink" he stated bluntly

"Hobby is it" she agreed

"Good" Charlie said with a small smile "those bags under your eyes are beginning to remind me of your grandmother"

"Oh, you're funny"

A hobby, a hobby, a hobby, a hobby.

Bella sighed and snapped another photo of the shore line on La Push as she sat on the hood of her truck with a cigarette in her hand. The camera had been an expensive gift for her 17th birthday in September and Bella admitted she liked taking photos and even did a few weddings in Phoenix for cash, maybe she could do that? Only not a lot of people got married in Forks. Maybe she could get a real job, except there weren't a lot of places hiring (and she sooooo did not want to take Mike up on his 'always available for you' position at his family's store).

'Maybe hiking?' She thought when Newton's Olympic Outfitters popped into her head. She used to like taking walks before, but that was on the flat side walks of Phoenix and not the grassy terrain of Forks. Too much time to herself wouldn't be good, Bella need something that would occupy her mind and body. Three months ago a shrink at the hospital in Seattle told her that it helped many survivors of a traumatic incident to write about what they survived but, again, that would leave Bella not only with too much time to herself but reminiscing about something she'd rather not think about.

'Surfing?' She thought as she pulled back in front of her and Charlies small home, her stomach growling with hunger. Some guys from her school surfed as did a lot of guys from La Push. Then again she was a klutz on solid, dry land so putting her on a wet, slippery board would no doubt be a catastrophe She snubbed out her cigarette and exited her truck.

"Hey Bella" Joe Marks greeted as he wheeled out a run down, beat up motorcycle to his curb.

"Hey, Joe" she greeted back kindly and snapped a photo of the bike "whatcha doing?"

"Just cleaning out my garage and getting ready to take these old boys to the scrap yard" he told her as he wheeled the other bike to where he put the first.

"Do they still run?" Bella asked

"No, but all they really need is a little TLC, but I don't have the time or money for it" Bella's head tilted as a hobby that would take up both her mind and body sprung to thought.

"How much do you want for one?" she asked, Joe looked at her with a confused expression.

"Bella, they don't run" he spoke to her like someone would speak to a slow-witted child.

"I know" she responded, having a plan mapped out in her head already "how much?"

Billy and Jacob Black lived on the Quileute reservation on in a small house that reminded Bella of a barn with it's faded red paint and narrow windows. She parked between the house and the shed/garage and saw Jacob pop his head out of said shed, no doubt confirming that the rumble of the truck was from Bella.

"Bella!" he said excitedly as he scooped her up in a spinning hug

"Jake" she greeted her childhood friend who had been inviting her to his place since she arrived in Forks. He had grown in the last weeks since she had seen him, up to at least six foot five now and a little more filled out muscle wise but not too drastically. He had his hair loose around his shoulders and it hung like a dark canopy hiding his near black eyes.

"What were you doing?" she asked, gesturing to the tool in his hand.

"Just working on the Rabbit" he answered still smiling but taking in her appearance skillfully "what brings you here?"

"I, uh, brought you something" Bella moved to the bed of her truck to show him the two motorcycles she had acquired.

"Wow, scrap metal" he joked

"Yea well I saved them from the scrap yard and it was kind of a 'take one get stuck with the other' deal and I know they'll probably cost more to fix then they're worth but I thought if I had a mechanic friend that I could pay..." she trailed off as understanding marred his handsome face.

"And I'm the mechanic friend" he realized "since when are you into motorcycles?"

Bella sighed "I need a hobby" she stated bluntly "Charlie said I needed one and I sort of agreed and when I saw these I just had a moment of either sheer genius or stupidity, but I figured I could pay you and you could keep a bike since i only need one and maybe teach me ride on since I've seen you on a dirt bike" She managed to get that all out in one breathe and it took Jacob all of two seconds to think before he smiled again.

"Sounds great" Bella looked at him in amazement "when do you want to start?"

"Um, now if you want" she stammered out "But! I don't want Charlie knowing exactly what we're doing so-"

"Don't tell my dad, got it" he understood and then winked at her playfully "we'll be sneaky"

Twenty minutes later Jacob had one of the bikes completely in pieces and Bella was watching him from the drivers seat of his 1986 Rabbit while he talked to her about everything going on his his life. School, working on cars, hanging out with his friends Quil and Embry.

"Hand me the red handed wrench on the wall" he ordered between his story, Bella located it and leaned over to hand it to him. The movement caused her collar of her shirt to move and reveal the long scar on the left side of her neck and collar bone. Jacob zeroed in on it immediately and was no doubt going to ask about it but decided against at the pleading look Bella sent him.

"Sorry" he asked, moving his eyes back to the bike

"No problem, you were talking about Quil and Embry" she reminded him quickly but just as he opened his mouth they both heard someone call his name from a distance.

"Speak of the idiots" he muttered to himself just as two boys entered the shed. One was tall, almost as tall as Jake, and slender with his hair just skimming his shoulders. The short one was more butch, his white tee-shirt stretched across his well developed chest and given the look he had given Bella when he caught her staring he was very happy about it but he had his hair cropped short. They introduced themselves and turned from staring at her in shock to completely ignoring her when Jacob told them that he and Bella were rebuilding the motorcycles. Bella watched the exchange of 'ohhhs' and 'ahhhs' from her perch until the sun started to go down and she grabbed her jacket and rose. That brought all the guys attention back to her.

"You're leaving?" Jacob asked crestfallen

"Gotta make dinner for Charlie" she reminded him "can i come over on Monday?"

"Yea!" he answered instantly with a grin, causing Quil to nudge Embry and share a smirk.

"Okay, i'll see you then" she gave him a small hug goodbye and exiting the shed, laughing a bit when she heard Jacob's threat to his friends.

"Either of you two idiots step on my land on Monday I swear I'll..." She could hear the rest because she hoped in her truck.

Later that evening, Charlie perked his head up as he sat in his living room after dinner, not believing his ears. Bella was in the kitchen and apparently didn't remember that he was even in the house as she washed the dishes. He was confused but happy, more than that he was curious on what could have made his daughter hum...