I own nothing...not even this chapter because I don't want it. It's not my favorite. Hopefully I can get this out of my system and move on to some good stuff. You may need some caffine to stay awake for this one. Sorry folks.

"So, did you get your oil changed today?"

"Yep. Sure did," Jackson said as he shoveled hamburger helper into his mouth the next night at dinner. "The mechanic, Edward, said that he hasn't seen Jasper in months, but he thought that he remembered Jasper mentioning riding down to Texas for something."

"Yeehaw."

We finished dinner in a comfortable silence. With Jackson's mention of Edward, I couldn't stop myself from thinking about him. I was dying to know if there was a sexy body to go with his sexy voice. Not that I would do anything if there was, I was just curious, but I wasn't about to ask Jackson. No, that would be weird. Mostly, though, I thought about his selling weed. Was he a big time dealer or was he just a mechanic who sold a little pot on the side? Does he smoke it? Does he grow it? I wonder how much money he makes selling it? I bet he's been to jail. Humm… he probably has tattoos… yummy.

The rest of the week was spent fantasizing about a sweaty, greasy mechanic with broad shoulders and defined muscles and a few well placed tattoos. My imagination surprised me. I would catch myself getting carried away by it at work, in the car, while cooking dinner and even in the shower. However delicious my fantasies got, they were just fantasies, and I would die if anyone knew what I was thinking.

Jackson started at Forks High on Monday with still no word from his parents.

I came home on Tuesday to find Jackson sitting at my kitchen table with a girl. They had books scattered out in front of them.

"Unca Jax!" Sheridan called from my hip as I opened the front door. The two of them had grown quit found of one another over the past week. It took us a few days to get her to quit calling him Uncle Jay and eventually Uncle Jax is what stuck. They are good together. He lets her brush his hair with her baby doll's brush and she lets him read to her from his Blender magazines. He often comments on how smart she is for a two year old.

Sheridan launched herself from my hip and ran to the table where Jackson had pushed away to pull her up into his lap. I set down my purse and the diaper bag on the island in the kitchen while the girl stood up to greet me.

"Hi. You must be Bella. I'm Katie" she said with a big smile on her face. I took a second to take in her appearance. She was tall and very slim. Her hair was long, straight and a light brown color. Her eyes were wide and the darkest blue I had ever seen. Her clothes were simple, just a long sleeved tee with gray jeans and sneakers. My kind of girl.

"Nice to meet you," I replied.

"Katie came over to help me with my chemistry class," Jackson interjected quickly, as if to justify her presence to me. He looked a little worried that I wouldn't approve or that he was breaking a rule having a girl over.

I smiled at him to ease his worry and said, "That's so nice of you Katie." I didn't buy it though. Jackson's always been a straight A student. He didn't need any help, especially in a class he was taking at Forks High.

"It's not a problem," she said in response to my comment but looked shyly from under her lashes at Jackson as she sat back down and smiled. He smiled back and held her gaze, completely oblivious to the toddler speaking gibberish while sitting in his lap pretending to read what looked like a chemistry book.

I cleared my throat to break their trance. "Would you like to stay for dinner Katie?"

"Umm…Sure?" she said with her eyebrows raised to Jackson as if to ask him if it was ok with him. He nodded…eagerly. "Ok, let me call my dad and let him know." She smiled brightly at him before turning to me to ask to use the phone.

I handed her the cordless. She took it into the living room to make the call. I noticed Jackson's eyes following her retreating backside. When she was out of sight his eyes snapped up to mine and went wide. Caught ya! I just smiled and laughed silently shaking my head. Jackson groaned at me and went back to playing with Sheridan while I started dinner. A few minutes later Katie joined us.

"My dad said to tell you hi."

I looked up to see that she was speaking to me.

"Your dad? Who's your dad?"

"Carlisle Cullen. When I told him that you invited me to stay for dinner he said to tell you hi."

"Oh! That's right. I remember him mentioning he had a daughter. Well, when you speak to him again tell him hello for me." Thinking of Carlisle made me think of my brakes, and thinking of my brakes had me thinking of Edward...again.

Jackson and Katie continued to study while I cooked and Sheridan colored in her high chair next to them. During dinner they talked about school. It was nice to just listen to them. They seemed to get along really well. I was happy for Jackson and Katie seemed like a nice girl.

It was almost 10 PM when I fell into bed after getting Sheridan to bed and waiting for Jackson to get back from taking Katie home. I snuggled down into my cotton sheets on my king size bed and was almost asleep when my cell started to ring. I didn't even check to see who it was before answering.

"Hello?"

"Ummm…Bella? It's Edward."

"…" My heart rate quickened and chills crawled up the back of my neck with the sound of his voice. I was shocked into silence.

"Edward Masen…from Masen automotive? I fixed your brakes a few weeks ago?" He must've thought that I didn't remember him, which wasn't the case at all, but he couldn't read my mind to know that.

"Yes! Of course. Edward. Hi." I sputtered out as soon as the connection between my mouth and brain was reestablished.

There was a few moments of silence. All I could hear was his shallow breathing, otherwise I'd of thought the call was lost.

"Did I wake you?" His voice was low and rough and the sound of it sent vibrations through the phone into my ear that traveled all the way down my body to my toes, causing a tightening in my lower stomach.

"No, no you didn't. I just got into bed actually." He went silent again. Oh shit! I slapped my forehead with the heel of my hand. Why did I just tell him I was in bed? He probably thinks I'm being inappropriate.

He cleared his throat then. "Well, I want to keep you, I mean I don't want to keep you… from bed. Uh…I'm sorry. I just wanted to check on you… I wanted to make sure your brakes are working still."

Wow. Was I imagining this? Whether it was intentional or not, his words sent thrills up my spine. I took a deep breath.

"Yes, they're working great."

"Good. I'm glad you're satisfied… with the work I did… on your car."

I was getting hot. My palms were sweaty and the backs of my knees were too. I kicked the covers off. I released my lower lip from my teeth and replied.

"Well, I appreciate you calling to make sure. That's very nice of you."

"Not a problem. My business is fairly new so I like to make sure my customers are happy so that they send their family and friends to my shop for their automotive needs. Word of mouth is the best advertisement."

"That's what I hear. Actually, I sent my brother-in-law to you last week for an oil change. He said he spoke with you about Jasper."

"Oh yes. Jackson. Good kid. He mentioned that he was staying with you."

We talked comfortably a bit about Jackson and his situation. Without even really thinking about it I was spilling my guts to Edward about everything. About work and being a single mom. He listened to me attentively, asking questions occasionally. It was nice to have an adult to talk to.

"Look Edward. There's something I need to tell you. A few months ago, before he left, Jasper gave me your number."

"He did?"

"Yeah. Just in case I wanted to … make a purchase?" I didn't mean for it to sound like a question but I was nervous about bringing it up. I mean, would he care that Jasper told me that he was a dealer? I didn't want to make him mad but I also didn't think Jasper would've divulged that information if Edward would've had a problem with it.

"Are you interested… in making a purchase?"

"Ummm…not so much in purchasing as I am in selling."

He seemed to struggle with what he was about to say, not being able to find the right words. Then he chuckled. "You want to sale pot?"

"Well, I'm interested in it, I mean, I work at a liquor store making $9 an hour, I've tried to find other jobs, hell, I've even attempted an interview at the strip club in LaPush as a dancer. I could use the money."

I guess my speech sobered him up because he stopped laughing.

"You're not really the type to be selling weed, Bella."

"Honestly Edward, I don't care anymore. What type do I need to be other than the type that needs to make money?"

"You're a good girl."

"And you're a nice guy."

"You're a mother."

"A mother who needs to provide for her daughter."

"Your dad is the police chief of Forks."

Damn. He had me there.

"Look Edward, I just want to be able to take care of my family, of Sheridan and Jackson and even Jasper. You can understand that, can't you?"

He was silent.

"I'm sure you didn't plan to grow up and sale pot. I'm sure you do it because you feel you have to." It was then that I realized that I really didn't know much about Edward. Maybe he has a family he is responsible for like I do.

"There are enough hassles in the world Edward, don't be another one."

Congrats! You made it to the end of this crapter!

Hot mechanic Edward says that he will check under the hood of anyone who can guess the name of the movie I borrowed the last line from.