A/N Hey, so here's the thing. I didn't like where the other version was going so i decided to start over. I'm sorry for doing this, but i like this start so much better and i hope you do too. ANd i think this start will help the story flow better than the other. Tell me what you think please!

"Isabella, I have no idea what you were thinking! You know better! You know that there is black ice all over these roads this time of year! And yet you insist on going almost one hundred miles an hour on them! Jesus Christ what are we going to do with you!"

I rolled my eyes as Nurse Emily Dickers walked furiously around my hospital bed, checking my vitals and all those good things as she went. Emily and I were good friends I guess you could say…or at least very good acquaintances. In the past six years I had made many a visit to Denali General Hospital, most of which Emily was left to take care of me.

As Emily ranted at me, I heard Jake snicker in the background. But Jake should have known that that was a big mistake when Emily was in this sort of mood.

Emily turned away from me and spun to face Jake, a deadly look in her eyes.

"And you!" She began, shaking her finger at Jake. Jake had stopped snickering and now looked scared shitless…as he should. "You should know better than to let Isabella do such a thing! What the hell where you thinking! She could have died! My God! What is wrong with you two?"

Now it was my turn to try and hide a snicker. If there was ever a woman Jake feared, it was Emily Dickers.

"Oh I can't deal with you two right now I'm so angry! I will be back in five minutes to fix you up Isabella." Emily nearly shouted as she threw her hands up in the air before leaving.

As soon as she was out of the room Jake burst out laughing. "Did you see how mad she was? She was so mad she was calling you Isabella!"

I laughed too. Emily only called me Isabella when she was very, very angry. And when she was that angry with me normally she was that angry with Jake, because where ever I went, Jake went, and whatever I did, Jake did too.

"She was so angry with you; she couldn't even say your name!" I laughed at Jake.

We laughed until both our stomachs hurt and then we tried to compose ourselves as best we could.

"We should probably call Charlie and Billy and let them know we're here and…safe." Jake said, barely containing his laughter.

"Yeah…you probably should." I said trying to keep the smile off my face. As much as Jake loved Billy and Charlie, he hated talking to them when we were on the road…which was pretty much all the time.

Jake groaned "Bells…do I have to?" He whined.

"Yes…what are you? Five years old? Now go! Before Emily comes back and does it for us."

That got Jake moving. If my dad or Billy knew that I was in the hospital for crashing my bike…the one that Charlie and I had had our last fight over; Jake and I would be home so fast we wouldn't know what hit us.

I laughed as Jake hightailed it out of the room, in search of the nearest pay phone.

I don't know what I would have done without Jake. For the past six years of my existence…he had always been there for me, no matter what. When I needed someone to get drunk with…to get high with, Jake was always there. When I needed a date for a Saturday night, Jake was at my front door…waiting for me. When I needed someone to take my mind off of the way I felt because I had been left by…by some people; he was there to make me laugh. And when I needed a shoulder to cry on…he always, always was there to offer me his.

The motorcycle thing was my idea. Just after my disaster of an eighteenth birthday…the one that left me all alone; I had been taking a drive in the rain. I was thinking about them…my family when out of the corner of my eye I saw two old motorcycles with a 'free' sign attached to them at the curb of someone's house. Without even thinking, I got out of my truck, walked up to the house, and knocked on the front door. A boy, of about fifteen or sixteen answered the door. I told him I wanted to bikes, but I need some help getting them in my truck. Ten minutes later I was thanking the kid for his help, and I was driving away, the happy owner of two new, old bikes.

When I first told Jake about them, he was totally turned off about the idea. He knew how klutzy I was just on my own two feet, and for the state-of-mind I had been in lately, he didn't trust me. But after some having pleading and even heavier guilt tripping, I convinced him. He agreed to fix up both the bikes and teach me to ride them. I agreed to help pay for the parts by dipping into my college fund.

Within four months, we were in business. Jake took me out into the woods where there was a long stretch of dirt road and began to teach me as best he could. And that's where it all started. After that, I could never get enough of the thrill or the fact that I could hear the voice of my lost love whenever I road. Yes…I knew I was going crazy, but I just didn't care.

Jake and I kept our bike riding local for the most part, riding up to Port Angeles for the most part…sometimes Seattle if we felt we had enough time. I was still finishing up senior year of high school so that kept me pretty much grounded close to home. But one day, everything changed.

I was walking through the woods alone, searching, as I often was, for the spot me and him used to spend most of our time together. And one day I found it…but what was waiting for me there…like I said, changed everything. If I forgot to say that I had been in love with a family of vegetarian vampires…well let me tell you now. And if I forgot to tell you that a different coven of vampires was out to get me…well let me tell you now. And if I forgot to tell you that Jacob Black, man who saved my life and kept me alive for so long was a werewolf…well let me tell you now. Anyways, that day in the meadow, Laurent, one of the vampires out to get me, was there. He was going to kill me, and he almost did…but Jake and the pack came and saved me. But he wasn't the only one out for me.

From that day on…I was never alone. One of the pack was always nearby…Jake's way of being over protective. I never liked the idea of other people putting their lives on hold or on the line for me. But the one idea I did agree with, was that as soon as I graduated, Jake and I were getting the hell out of doge, if you know what I mean. He wanted to get me as far away from Forks, Washington as possible, and I wanted to get away so that Charlie could be safe.

As soon as I graduated, Jake and I were off. He barely waited for me to get my cap and gown off and for me to say goodbye to all my friends and Charlie, who was not all that enthused with my new life choices.

We went all around the country and even some parts of the world. We made often stops in Denali so that I could see some of my old friends for a week, before we were off again.

Right now, this trip looked like it was going to be a little longer than most. First I needed to heal whatever I had broken…and I had broken something, that much I knew, and second I needed to fix up my beloved bike.

"Charlie and Billy say 'hi' and they both want you to call them as soon as possible." Jake said as he reentered my room.

I nodded my head as Jake came to sit next to me. He took my hand in his and asked "How ya' doin' there Bells?"

I smiled a small smile "Well they got these pain killers going pretty strong…so pretty damn good I guess."

Jake laughed as Emily came huffing back into my room. "I hope you're happy," She started off on another rant as she re-checked my vitals. "I had to call in one of our best doctors, one that just so happens to be off tonight…something he doesn't get to be very often, to come see you."

"Well thanks Em, you really know how to make a girl feel special."

"Yeah Emily, lay off! Besides…Bells deserves nothing but the best!" Jake said, shaking slightly.

"Jake, calm down babe, alright?" I said panicking slightly. Jake phasing into a six ten hair werewolf right now would not be good.

Jake nodded and slowly calmed down.

"Yeah…but you two…I just…OH! You two make me so angry!" Emily nearly shouted again.

Jake was laughing again "Bells…look at…" But Jake never finished, he was shaking again, and he had that look on his face when he smelled something truly nasty.

"Ah…here's the good doctor now…you guys better thank this wonderful man! He's doing you a favor, coming in on his night off!" Emily said a hint of flirting behind her reprimanding tone as a tall, pale man with golden blonde hair and amber eyes, walked into the room.

"No, Nurse Dickers…I'm just doing my job...hello Bella…Jacob I believe it is?" A smooth velvety voice asked.

"Carlisle?"