Hey guys, it's Independent here again lol! I know that it's been a while since I have updated Blistering Wind and I sincerely apologize for it guys! This is my second fan fiction, and I gurantee to you guys that I will finish it. Also, if you're looking for asomething to read and you like Blackwater, check out my first fandiction, Endless Sun! Please make sure to leave a review and thanks so much guys! I love you all! Remember disclaimer- all these characters belong to Stephanie Myers and sadly not little ole me.

Embry shut the hood of the engine before rubbing his hands together, trying to get whatever reminder of oil that was still on his hands off. Then his eyes turn to look at Leah who was looking at him expectantly with her eyebrows raised. "So what's wrong with it dickface?!" she demands, standing up from the chair she had picked up earlier.

"There was a small oil leakage that lead to the engine burning itself out which is where all the smoke came from and because of that the engine wouldn't start up. And in other terms, your brakes seem messed up to. You're going to have to replace them."

Leah groans. "How long is this going to take?" she asks, exasperated.

"About a week, more or less."

Leah narrowed her eyes at him, and Embry stared back for a moment before looking away. He had known that Leah wasn't the most patient person, but what could he say? It was what it was, and Embry couldn't change it.

"And how much is all of this going to cost?" she asks, her arms crossing across her chest, as her lips purse, her dark eyes staring at him, yet Embry couldn't tell with what.

"Around fifteen hundred."

"I'll pay after you fix it."

"Who says I'm going to fix it?" The words leave Embry's mouth before he can stop them, and by the looks on Leah's face, he probably should have just kept it in. She was the last person's bad side he wanted to be on it.

"You sure as hell are!" she exclaims. "Or I will take my time to rip your nut sack off and see how you feel about that."

Embry closed his eyes, feeling a shiver run down his spine at the mere thought of it. He wouldn't have thought to much of it had it been anyone else but since it was Leah, he knew she was serious because Leah Clearwater never gave empty threats.

"When are you starting?" she asks, looking at him, with a small smirk on her face, knowing she had won.

"Tomorrow."

"Well, I can work the morning shift and clear my schedule. You can come at twelve."

"Why do you need to do all that?" Embry asks, as he raises an eyebrow, a confused gleam in his eye. Never had he had a customer that wanted to watch the entire process before. Everyone in La Push knew they were good with cars and just trusted it. No body question it except the female in front of him that is.

"Because you're a dumbass, and I don't need you screwing shit up and make my car worse than it already is."

"I know how to do my job, Leah."

"If you didn't, you think I would have brought my car to you?"

"Then let me do it."

"Not without me. You're not screwing my car up."

Embry sighed in defeat, not knowing what else to say and knowing that he had lost the battle. Embry remembered that Leah hadn't always been as tense and uptight as she was now. There was a time when she would always have a smile on her face, and her black hair came down past her shoulders. Her dark eyes used to show with so much happiness, and back then every guy including Embry, had a crush on her. And who wouldn't? She was so energetic and her kindness radiates off of her. It was amazing.

And now look at her. Leah wasn't the same girl she was back then. Rarely did she smile, and on her lips there was more often than not a scowl or frown. She always had a bitchy comment and didn't care if she hurt other's feelings because she wanted them to feel as miserable as she felt.

If Embry was being honest, he did think that Leah had been through quite a bit. Sam had imprinted a week before they had married and not with anyone, but her best friend and cousin, Emily. And to top that off, not a full two months later, her father had a heart attack that ended up killing him.

So Embry knew the young girl had quite a bit on his plate, but at the same time thought she could be so much nicer. Leah threw harsh things at people just to make them feel bad, and Embry didn't think it was entirely necessary.

Embry shakes his head, clearing his thoughts before looking towards Leah. She really was beautiful with her tan skin. Her hair, though not as long as it used to be, had grown to touch her shoulders though at the moment she had it up in a bun. And her legs were absolutely perfect.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" she exclaims, breaking his thoughts. "Stop ogling me and get the hell in your car before you have something to be sorry about."

Embry didn't need to be told twice and instead just walks towards his truck, opening the door before getting it. He put the keys in the ignition before he looked up, watching Leah walk back into the house. The way her hips swayed naturally and his attention went to her ass before he immediately stopped that train of thought, knowing it would get him nowhere but in pain if she ever found out he had thought about her in such a way. Embry cleared his throat before pulling out of her driveway.

He decided to drive back to the shop, and it wasn't a long drive though it felt shorter when he had been driving to Leah's earlier in the day. He parked outside before running a hand through his hair. Then he proceeded to get out, walking back into the shop, finding Rachel no longer at the desk. He must have been gone quite a bit.

Embry walked back to the garage where he could hear Jake working on a car and knew that it had to have been the Lexus since everything that could be wrong with a car was wrong with that car. It would take them a while to fix it up, but when they finished, it would be a dream.

"Hey Jake," Embry greets his best friend, walking into the garage before grabbing himself a Coke and moving a chair to sit on front of the Lexus.

Jake slides out from underneath the car before standing up, rubbing his hands together to try and get the excess grease off of himself. Then he turned to Embry with wide eyes. "Wow," he says, astonished. "I can't believe you're here. I was sure she had killed you by now."

"Thanks to you," Embry states since Jake had volunteered him for the job.

"Hey it was either you or me, and my pretty face still has lots to see." Jake laughs before slapping Embry on the back, affectionately. "Welcome back man. Glad to see you're alive and escaped the witch's evil clutches."

Embry disregarded him, smiling, before looking towards the Lexus Jake must have been working on all day. "How's it holding up?" he asks, referring to the car, and Jake shakes his head.

"Bad," he answers. "I tried to replace the engine, but almost immediately it blew that engine out which made me think it had something to do with the circuits, but I didn't see anything wrong with them."

"You look at all the pipes?" Embry asks, and Jake nods.

"But I'm still looking." Jake gets a chair before pulling it in front of Embry, grabbing a coke for himself. He turns the chair to face away from Embry, so when he sat in it, his front faced the back of the chair.

"What was wrong with the harpy's car?"

Embry didn't have to ask who was harpy was because he knew. It was the name some of the pack members used for Leah. The full thing was the bitter harpy or La Push's Bitch. Both of the names had been thought of by Paul because if there was anyone who hated Leah, it was him.

And his names kind of stuck. The only members in the pack who didn't call her that were Seth, Sam, and himself. Or he tried not to at least. Every now and then Embry would slip up, but what could he say? He was only human.

"Her car had an oil leakage that ended up blowing out the engine which caused it not to turn on. And her brakes are shit."

"And how was she?" Jake implores, a smirk finding its way to his face.

"Who, Leah?"

"Who else?"

Embry shrugs his shoulders. It hadn't been easy, that as for sure especially since the entire time, Leah was barking orders at him and watching him like a hawk, as if just waiting for him to screw up, so she could yell some more and complain. "It was unpleasant."

"When isn't she?"

A smile found its way to Embry's face, as he thought about the pleasant parts of Leah. Her body for one. Leah Clearwater had a body most females would kill for, and if Embry didn't know any better, he would say she liked to flaunt it around the pack just to make them miserable when they knew they couldn't have it. "One thing about Leah, she has a killer body."

"Don't even get me started!" Jake exclaims, a small laugh leaving his throat. "But don't let her hear you talking about it. She'll rip your throat out."

"She went to go in the house for something, and she comes back in nothing but a tank top and booty shorts, but she gets me at me when I stare at her chest. I'm a man after all and have hormones."

"Hallelujah!" Jake praises before both of the boys fall into fits of laughter at themselves.

After laughing, Embry shakes his head at himself and Jake, glad his best friend was becoming himself again. Something had changed when he had started going after Bella, but now it seemed as though, he was turning back into his old self.

Embry looked at the clock that was on the counter. It was half past five, and he knew he had to get going if he was going to make it to his six a clock patrol. He didn't really want to be late. "Alright Jake, I'm out," Embry announces, getting up from his chair before throwing his can away.

Jake looks at the clock. "Already?"

"Patrol."

Jake nods. "Bye, bro."

Embry leaves the garage, finding his tuck easily before getting in and turning it on, hearing the engine roar to life. It took all about five minutes until he had made it to his house, and he didn't procrastinate.

He took a quick shower, trying to make sure he no longer had any grease or oil still on him. He washed his hair fast before wrapping a towel around his waist and going into his room to get a pair of shorts. They were green and black, and Embry slipped them on, not bothering with a shirt and shoes since there would be no need for them and he rarely did anyway.

Afterwards, Embry left the house before walking into the woods, making sure he had gone a nice distance before he began to picture himself as a wolf. It didn't take long until Embry found himself on four legs again, as his mighty dark grey wolf.

Nice of you to join the party. Embry hears Seth's happy voice and shakes his head. How the guy was always happy, he didn't know, and he didn't question it because his happiness really was a relief.

About time. Paul. Embry rolled his eyes before trotting to them and deciding he would take the South. He put his nose to the ground, looking for any unnatural scents that would alert him to vampires in the area but like every other night he came to patrol, there were none.

Its Independent again, and I hope you guys liked my newest update. It had some Embry and Leah moments and some Embry and Jake moments. I know where I want to take this story, so stay with me and I promise to update soon! Make tlsure to leave a review, good or bad. They make my day and make me want to update faster! Takes legit fifteen seconds! I love you all again and thanks for reading!