Chapter 5 – The mind link

From what I understand, Jacob Black is very fond of rebuilding cars. I suppose he can do the same to bikes.

I go into the pub's backyard and cross it to enter the garage, turning the lights on. Two old bikes are standing there. I smirk and leave, heading towards the pub again. John's closing up for the night as the last customer leaves.

"John, hey. Calling it a night?"

"Sure thing, princess."

"Don't call me that.", I reply. "Listen, I'll close up and head upstairs."

"How is Arwen?"

"Didn't talk to her since the second time she came here, by herself."

"It's been weeks, Lana. Is everything alright?"

"Yes. We just thought we'd keep it low profile, with La Push protectors and vampires coming near us every now and then." I take a deep breath. "I'm going to try and make a link to her."

"Oh, that thinking talking across space you do?"

"Yeah.", I grin.

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I live right upstairs in an apartment, above the pub. I just finished my tea. I sigh, already in my pajamas and stare at the ceiling. I felt a pull towards that… man, Paul. I don't even want to think about him.

I have to focus on Arwen. I mean, Isabella. She's adapted well, from what I believe, since we had a long conversation the other time, me answering every question she had, and she didn't call me ever since. We had decided to let a month go by, and it's tonight. I will try to establish a mental link in… a few minutes. It's almost time, she must be in bed already. I'm a bit excited.

I go into my bedroom and lay down on the center of the bed, under the covers. I take several deep breaths, calming down my heart and relaxing. I focus on the image of Arwen, keeping my eyes closed.

'Lana?'

'Arwen?'

'I did it! It works!'

'Of course it works, woman.', I smirk. 'How do you feel?'

'Normal, on our standards, that is. As it should be.'

'Listen, you told me Jacob is restoring a car, right?'

'The Rabbit, yes.'

'Since you are obviously beating around the bush now and running out of excuses to go and see Jacob – you are, I know you Arwen – I came up with a wonderful idea… There's this couple of old bikes in the pub's garage...', she catches up quickly.

'And of course, you'd pay Jake to repair those, and since you are such a busy woman, and I have more time to spare…'

'Exactly.'

'Lana, you are the best of friends. I definitely, completely, absolutely, adore you!'

'I know, I know... Make sure you help Jake test those bikes. I'm sure he'd love to teach you how to ride one.', I whisper wickedly through the mind link. 'And of course, don't forget to have an accident while you're at it. I'm sure he'd love to patch you up and comfort you…'

'Huummm… you're horrible.', I can sense Arwen's amusement.

'Maybe Eddietard will show up while you're at it.'

'Let's hope not. It would kill the moment.'

'The mood, Arwen. It would kill the mood. For you at least.'

'For both. It takes two to make the mood.'

'To get into the mood, Arwen. To get into the mo…'

'I get it, I get it.', she sighs. 'What about Paul?'

'What about him?'

'You know what I mean.'

'You know I don't.', she laughs humorlessly at me.

'Lana! This isn't healthy for you. You feel the pull, why do you fight it?'

'I'm more concerned about you, thank you very much. Until you're properly settled in your new body I'm not going to even think about him. Besides… you told me there's something different about him.'

I groan, I'm more than settled, damn it! My eyes are almost adjusted and all.

'Well, maybe it's the fact he has quite a temper. I know it sets me off, but you always were good at handling people like that.'

'Or maybe he really is different. Look, I promise that, as soon as those bikes are fixed, I'll go visit them at a time I know he'll be around, or go to one of those parties in La Push. You'll help me with that, right?'

'Of course.'

'Good.' I pause. 'I'll bring you the motorcycles in a few days, or you can come and visit me.'

'I'll visit. I'll call you later so dad doesn't get suspicious.'

I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling for a bit. I'm starting to feel a bit emotional but I fight it, covering it in a blanket of numbness. I try to sleep.

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Short, I know, but I hope you enjoyed it. And a Review would be nice. :-p