As they headed towards Steph's Maserati (she owned 50 cars, but the Maserati was one of her most prized cars), Belle wondered what it would be like to drive such a lovely, high powered, well done up car as Steph had. She knew Steph was the only one allowed to drive the cars, but she was hoping that she might be allowed to have a little drive, as all the cars were automatics so they were easy. Belle was on her green P-Plates, so she could drive confidently by herself so that was not an issue.

They all hopped in the powerful, sleek vehicle. Belle asked if Steph could turn off the silencer after they left the carpark. Steph agreed, but said that it had to go back on after they reached the main road, as the engine was quite noisy and the level was slightly illegal. Belle agreed and Steph started the car. They pulled out of the parking lot silently, the car oozing power and grunt without seeming like it. Once they had gotten out of the parking lot, the silencer was turned off, and the Maserati's powerful engine was heard, reverberating down the road. Steph could go as fast or slow as she liked. The cops did not dare pull her over or book her, because she was the only one who had the information they needed about different cases, people, places etc so they could not risk anything. Steph was a professional racing driver, rally driver, drift racer, drag racer and stunt driver so she knew how to handle speed and cars safely and looked after her passengers with the utmost care. Belle felt really safe in her car and she asked Steph to teach her to drive, which Steph did without fuss, as Belle was an eager pupil and learnt quickly. Steph not only taught her the basics (turn right/left, straight, change lanes, reverse parking, use of mirrors correctly, stopping, angle parking and more), she also went out of her way, with no asking, and taught Belle more advanced manoeuvres such as slide stops, spin parking, how to be able to stop on wet ground without spinning or squealing, how to take off quickly without wrecking the tyres and gears and how to be able to stop quickly without jamming the brakes on and to be able to drift without spinning the car. Belle was grateful for the instruction as she knew that Steph closely guarded her driving techniques and that even Ric hadn't been taught as much as she had been taught. He knew how to do spin parks, slide stops, slide parks and drifting properly, but that was about it.

When they got to the lookout, Ric said something quietly to Steph then started to wander off by himself. Belle quickly called to him to come back. She needed his perspective as well.

"I have a major problem guys. Im with Lucas, but my feelings for Drew get stronger everyday. I just don't know what to do!" Belle said quickly, not wanting to elaborate any more than necessary.

Steph, ever the diplomat, said "We could give you as much advice as you could want, but at the end of the day, it is up to you, it's your life." She walked over to her car, and turned the CD player up. "Listen to the words of this song. Music always helps me think." She said knowingly. Belle recognised the song as being Hilary Duff's song 'Fly'. She loved this song!

All your worries, leave them somewhere else,
Find a dream you can follow,
Reach for something, when there's nothing left,
And the world's feeling hollow.

The words echoed through her head, replaying the meaning hidden within the melody. She realised why Steph had had this CD in her CD player. She wanted her to realise that it was her choice, her life and whatever she wanted to be or do, she could do it, she would just have to work it out for herself and try.

She knew she had to talk to Drew, sort this whole mess out. She also knew from that moment on that Lucas was just a stand in, a prop if you like to try and forget her feelings for Drew, but in the end, it was Drew she wanted to be with.

She turned to face the sea, mulling over her thoughts. Steph and Ric had politely moved away to give her the space and time she needed to think.

Belle realised that there was only one thing to do.

Can you hear it calling?
Can you feel it in your soul?
Can you trust this longing?
And take control,