A/N Okay guys, here we go. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter, because it took me a while to write, as you all might know.

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I was finally getting out of this hell hole! I couldn't hide my happiness as Jake helped me get ready to leave. I was practically bouncing with excitement at the prospect of getting on my bike and getting the hell out of here and away from them.

Jake had a couple friends up in Denali that owned an auto shop. While I was getting some tests done he had called them up and explained to them what happened. They went and got my bike from the tow yard and fixed the minor problems and gave her a paint touch up for free. And now she was waiting for me outside, good as new, and calling my name in the sweetest way. To say I was in love with my bike was a bit of an understatement. And to say that I loved Jake and his friends was a bit of an understatement as well.

"Come on Jake!" Jake was taking forever to get my clothes to me. I wanted to be out of this hospital gown, out of this hospital, and driving away to get lost in the forest five minutes ago. All my things were gathered by the door and all I had to do was get dress. "Jacob Black, if you don't hurry up, Alice is going to find us and then we'll really be screwed."

His joking demeanor dropped slightly but he still wore a smirk and had an evil glint in his eye as he approached me with a bag.

"Those better be my clothes! And I hope for your sake that what you picked out looks alright! Otherwise we're stopping somewhere for me to change!" I said as I reached out for the bag in Jake's hands.

"That was one time Bella!" Jake frowned slightly at the memory. Jake had decided that what I wore out to a club that night didn't matter. And what he picked out was horrid! Nothing matched and everything clashed. I made him pull over, help me shop for a new outfit, and then wait for me to get ready all over again.

"Yeah and that was all it took wasn't it?" I asked him.

He laughed nodding his head as I began to get dressed. As the gown slipped to the floor I heard Jake gasp a little. I looked up at him in concern.

"Jake what is it? Is something wrong?"

Jake took a step closer to me and seemed to be peering down at my midsection. I followed his eyes and looked down at my stomach. Covering the entire right side of my stomach was one huge black, blue, and purple bruise. I had forgotten about that, I guess I hit the pavement a little harder than I thought.

"It's fine Jake. It doesn't hurt that much, and it will be gone in a few weeks. It's no big deal." I was trying make the worry lines disappear on his forehead, but I wasn't doing a very good job.

"Bella, it is so a big deal!" Jake said as he stepped a little closer. Close enough that I could reach out and grab his face, which I did. I made him look up at me as I brought his face closer to mine.

"Jake…I promise you it looks worse than it feels." I looked in his eyes which were flooded with concern. No one could doubt the fact that Jake cared for me greatly.

He sighed gently before some, but very little of his worry seemed to be pacified.

"Can I get dress now?" I asked as I let go of his face, but not before kissing his lips gently.

He nodded, a wicked grin replacing the thin lines of his pursed lips. "I think you'll like what I picked out."

"Oh no…Jacob we just got done discussing this. What did you do?" I asked, all tones of seriousness gone for now and Jacob's concerns slowly ebbed away.

Jake's grin only widened "Take a look in the bag."

A small sense of dread filled me as I approached the bag that lay on the bed. I slowly opened it and couldn't help but to chuckle a little before I turned to Jake.

"Are you serious right now Jake? You want me to wear this?" I had to problem with wearing what he picked out…on a normal day. But today was not a normal day and this was not my typical outfit.

"I am very much serious right now Bells." Jake looked dead serious too as I pulled out the outfit I wore to "Goth night" a few months ago at one of our favorite clubs. "I think you need to show those no good blood suckers that you're different…in every sense of the word. That the old Bella that allowed people to boss her around is gone; that you make your own decisions now, other people's opinions be damned!"

"So then, if I tell you that I don't give a damn what you think and that I want to wear something else and that you best be moving your ass to get me something else to wear you'd say…what?"

Jake knew I was challenging him, which is exactly what he wanted me to do. He was proving his point and he was right. So I took out the black tank with the skull made out of white lace on it. And I put on the black skinny jeans that had been cut with razors from foot to thigh. I slipped on my favorite black biker boots. Jake handed me the bracelet he had given me for Christmas last year before I slipped on my coat, another favored item of clothing.

"And, I thought you might be missing this." Jake said with a knowing grin on his face as he pulled my favorite purse out of his bag. He chuckled when I squealed in delight and threw myself at him. "So…I thought right then?"

"Yes Jake…you did good." I said as I reached up and patted him on the head with my good arm.

And as I stepped back to take a look at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but feel that Jake had done good. He was right, the old Bella never would have worn something like this, and this would have been out of her comfort zone. But not this Bella, this Bella embraced whatever new thing came my way, rules and consequences be damned!

I couldn't help but hope that Alice might stop by for just a second. Just so she could see that I was different. I wanted her to see me when I was strong, like now, not when I was broken in the hospital bed. I wanted her to see that I could play with fire and that I knew how not to get burned. I needed her to understand that I, in no way, belonged to her or her family any more.

"And I thought I would get you a little 'freedom' gift." Jake said with a blush as he pulled out a small bag.

"Jacob Black! How many times do I have to tell you that I don't like it when you make a fuss over things like this…especially when you spend money on me!" I was slightly angry, though it was hard, because I knew that Jake only had the best intentions.

"I know Bells…just open the damned thing." Jake said with a slight smile pulling at his lips as he waited in anticipation for my reaction.

I took the bag from him and opened it slowly. I gasped slightly at what was inside. It was a new pair of riding gloves, expensive ones at that. There was black rose on the right hand on and they were just…perfect.

I looked up at Jake and I couldn't help the smile that appeared on my face.

"Do you like them?" Jake asked, trying to hide his nervousness but failing miserably.

"I…I love them." I stuttered out, something I didn't do very often. And I did love them. They were perfect.

"Well," Jake was rubbing the back of his neck with his hand, looking bashful "I knew that your old pair got ripped up in the accident, and I know how you hate riding without gloves so…"

"Jake…thank you…they're perfect, really."

Jake actually blushed and I had to kiss him then, so I did. It was a soft and quick kiss, but no less filled with the tender feelings we held for each other.

"Are you ready to get the hell out of doge?" Jake asked as he held out his hand for me to take.

I nodded as I took his hand and picked up my purse with my free hand. We turned to walk out the door when Carlisle walked in, effectively ruining my good mood.

"I hope you guys weren't planning on leaving." Carlisle said, sounding every bit the doctor he was.

"Actually, we have some where we need to be." Jake said, any trace of happiness long gone, his face was a perfect mask and his voice could have chilled Texas.

"Well, not before we have a little talk about Bella's injuries and her restrictions for the next week or so." Carlisle had a tight smile on his face, like he was holding back what he really wanted to say. I wish he would just spit it out, it's not like anyone's feelings were invested in this.

"Sorry…I don't think that's going to happen." Jake said as he began to pull me past Carlisle and towards the door.

"By not listening to me, you could be putting Bella in more danger…danger that could kill her." This time Carlisle couldn't keep the imploring tone out of his voice.

Jake stopped and looked at him as if he was trying to figure something out. I reached up on my tip toes to reach Jake's ear, even though I knew they both would be able to hear me just fine regardless.

"Jake, I think we need to stay and here what the doctor says. Even if you don't like him, even if we're not happy about it…it's what's best. We don't want anything to happen to me while we're in the middle of our hike, do we?" I could see Jake nod at the last part. I knew he would be worried about me during out hike, and he wouldn't want to take any risks.

"Fine, what have you got to say doc?" Jake asked his tone curt.

"Would you mind talking in my office?" Carlisle asked, his tone was slightly hopeful if I wasn't mistaken, and I'm sure I wasn't.

Jake opened his mouth to say something that would be without a doubt, rude; so I spoke before he could.

"Of course Dr. Cullen. Lead the way."

Jake glared at me slightly while Carlisle looked slightly shocked before recovering quickly. "Right this way." Carlisle said as he gestured with his hands to follow him.

Jake and I followed at a safe distance behind him, having a silent conversation with our eyes. Finally Jake nodded his head in agreement after I won the stare down and wrapped his arm around my waist to keep me steady.

We arrived at Carlisle's office fairly quickly and I was not at all surprised to see that his office was just as large and eloquently decorated as any rich doctor should have the right. He walked quickly behind his very large mahogany desk and motioned for us to take the plush seats that sat in front of his desk.

Jake and I glanced at each other once, before we each took our seats. Carlisle sat with his hands folded across his desk and Jake sat holding his breath. When I looked at Jake I felt a wavy of pity hit me, he was trying so hard.

"So, Carlisle…what is it that you have to tell us?" I asked as I turned look Carlisle in the eye.

He cleared his throat unnecessarily before he began "Well Bella, I'm a little concerned about your concussion for one."

I snorted slightly but regained my composure quickly and said "Okay, what exactly concerns you about it?"

"Well, you will be going on a hike very shortly for what I understand. I'm just concerned that something could happen to you while you're out there, in the middle of nowhere." Carlisle he was actually very concerned.

"I'll be fine Carlisle, Jake and I aren't heading out for a couple of days. This isn't the first time we've had to work around a concussion." I said flatly. Carlisle's eyes flashed with an emotion I didn't care to place at my mention of multiple concussions. "Is there anything else?"

"Yes…your arm-" Carlisle began but I cut him off.

"I know how to deal with and so does Jake." I said, he had to know that this was not the first time I've had a broken arm.

"So you're not riding your bike then?" Carlisle asked with a perfectly sculpted eyebrow raised at me.

"Oh no, I'll be riding my bike." I said with a slight smile.

"But your arm-" I had to cut him off again.

"Adds to the thrill of it all." I said as my smile grew. Carlisle looked alarmed before straitening up. "Anything else?" I asked.

"Yes…" Carlisle said as he seemed to finally take in my apparel for the first time. "I'm concerned about…your lifestyle."

Anger roar up within me, making me stand sharply, almost knocking down my chair. Jake stood too, but more slowly than I had.

"How dare you? What makes you think you even have the right to think about my lifestyle?"

"Bella…" Carlisle sighed.

"No!" I practically yelled. I took a deep breath and then said "I think we're done here. I'll stop by the ER soon for a check on my head; I hope I won't find you there. Come on Jake, we're leaving."

Jake nodded and walked behind me, ensuring that Carlisle couldn't easily get to me. I didn't wait for Carlisle's reaction…I was so beyond done with this bullshit. We walked out to the nurses' station where I signed my release forms.

Jake placed his arm around my shoulders as we walked out of the hospital together. I couldn't help the squeal of delight that came out of my mouth when I saw my bike. Jake laughed and let me go so I could inspect her and make sure she was alright.

"Mommy's sorry for crashing you baby…it won't happen again." I whispered foolishly to my bike before hopping on. Jake had done the same next to me and we kick started our bikes together, at the same time.

As we pealed out of the lot I could have sworn I heard a distinct pixie like voice shout "Oh my God! What are you wearing Isabella Swan!"