I really enjoyed the story 'To Catch A Guy Or Two' by Cezz2010. To express my appreciation I decided to write a couple of one shots about Edgar and Lois, this will be the first one. It is roughly two months after Lois went back to the UK leaving Edgar behind … and as he promised he wanted to visit her in Manchester. This is the first time they actually meet again …

"I can't fucking believe it!" Lois cursed under her breath and slammed her hands on the steering wheel. "Selfish twoot."

After circling her way for the last ten minutes around the multi-story car park of Manchester Airport Lois had spotted a vacant space and just when she was about to reverse her Mini Cooper into the parking spot some 'soccer mom Range Rover' nicked her spot. Lois glared at the bimbo blonde that had stepped out but her glare was left unnoticed, soccer mom didn't even breathe into her direction. Lois roared the engine of her little black beauty. "Yeah, now I got your attention eh?"

The volume of her car stereo turned down automatically indicating that she had a phone call. Pressing the button to answer, she put the Mini back in first gear to continue her quest of finding another place to park up. "What?"

Lois was met by a salute of familiar giggles. "Hello to you too sunshine!"

"Oh shut it Grace."

"Just wanted to know how you are getting on hun, you at the airport yet?"

"I have been for the last half hour and if that …"

Grace rolled her eyes as she had no choice but to listen patiently to the extended and most likely exaggerated version of Lois' parking issues.

"You done yet?" she asked when Lois' was coming up for air.

"Yup." Lois deadpanned popping the 'p'.

"Good, then ditch that Mini-ac and go collect your man. We just checked the arrivals and his plane just touched the ground."

Lois smiled at Grace's nickname for her car, there was no better way to describe her little black beauty than as a little roaring maniac. "Err… hold up we?"

Grace laughed even louder now. "Was waiting for you to catch on. Yeah we … what do you think? We are all here on twitter babe! Your time line will be mental when you log on."

Lois groaned. "Do I want to know?"

"We have some M rated, airport plot bunnies hopping around."

"I bet." Lois brushed her hand through her hair and let out a sigh willing herself to calm down.

"Hey chick, don't worry. It'll be alright, he wouldn't be there if he didn't want to see you."

"I know, it's just … weird you know."

"I know … "

Grace and Lois said their goodbye's before disconnecting the call. Grace had been right, when Lois made her way into the arrivals hall she saw on the terminal that Edgar's plane indeed had landed five minutes ago. She was nervous. It was still quite surreal to Lois that Edgar had a genuine interest in her that he expressed in a persistent kind of stubborn way. She couldn't quite believe it and life had learned her early on that when things look too good to be true they probably were.

This whole 'thing' between her and Edgar invaded a territory that she was unfamiliar with. She had never been insecure around guys but she had never really put her heart on the line either. That was what made this so frightening. When she had left the states she assumed that it would have been the last that she would see of the grumpy ol' deckboss thinking that he might contact her once or twice before it would all die down and he would go back to fishing. Yet he had proven her wrong. Edgar had phoned her regularly and they had been tweeting back and forth.
She knew he had been busy with the boat and all that was involved with it but it always seemed as if he was right there with her when she needed him. When she had convinced herself that it was all in her imagination, he would send her a text message, not only erasing her doubts but also making her feel guilty for doubting him in the first place. She had offered him an 'out' on many occasions but he was having none of it.
She 'played' along, prolonging the fun that they had together for as long as she could. It wasn't until she got home from work on her birthday finding her house covered with balloons and flowers that she realized that he was in for the long haul. He had ordered what she could only imagine to be half the stock of her local flower shop and her neighbor had been so helpful to let the delivery guy into her apartment with the spare key she had given him for emergencies. It had brought tears to her eyes and with shaky hands she had pressed the speed dial number on her phone.

"Ed …" lois' voice sounded through the receiver and for a moment Edgar felt something was wrong, really wrong. She sounded so small and fragile.

"What's the matter sweetheart." He had clutched his phone in a vice grip as if that would bring him closer to her, enabling him to help her with whatever was going on. He heard her sobs and it made him feel so powerless being so far away.

"Thank you … they are so … pretty." She had stammered out and her words brought a smile onto his face. Knowing she was alright and just overwhelmed he was able to release a deep breath.

"Happy birthday love." His voice sounded hoarse. "I take it you got the bunnies I send you then? Don't forget to feed them and they need plenty of fresh water."

He listened to the silence at the other end of the line before he heard her voice. "Bunnies?" Lois asked in confusion, still fighting the tears in her eyes and the lump in her throat.

She heard Edgar's full on laughter. "Oh fuck you!" She cried out, laughing through her tears. Leave it to Edgar to find a hole in her emotional state and jump straight in it.

-=Thank You Cez=-

Edgar couldn't get off the plane quick enough. He wanted to see his girl and truthfully he wouldn't object to a cigarette either. The flight had been long and had made him realize he wasn't planning on turning this traveling into a habit. Long distance relationships were one thing, but this was seriously taking the piss. 'Oh come on, one foot in front of the other … moooove!' He thought while slowly following the line of passengers departing the plane. With determined strides he weaved in and out of the stream until he was forced to slow right down to a halt because a group of passengers decided to have a conversation in front of the escalators blocking the access for everyone to get up them. 'Coffee, tea? Cookies while you're at it?' He asked them sarcastically as he maneuvered around them opting for the stairs.

Airports sucked and Manchester Airport made no exception. It must have been a mile and a half before he finally made it to carrousels. Walking straight to the point where the suitcases were dropped onto the conveyer belt he waited until he saw his trusty gray duffel bag. Slinging it around his shoulder he moved towards the passport control wondering if Lois was already waiting for him at the other side. She had told him that she would be waiting for him right outside 'where you come out'. Yeah she really had it covered. He thought rolling his eyes.

He walked towards the doors and as they slid open and Edgar quickly scanned the crowd. There she was, looking better than a body had a right too. Her long dark hair pulled up in a messy ponytail with a few strands of hair stubbornly framing her face. She looked good in her faded black jeans, an army green shirt coming from under her worn in short leather jacket. The sight of her made him smile and his heart skipped a beat. She was so different from the fancy girls in their little black dresses and high heels that used to grace his arm. Lois was … different or as she would call it 'a bloody change'.

He quickly vanished behind a group of waiting people to sneakily come up behind her. Edgar dropped his bag and spun Lois around grabbing her hips. He could hear the sharp intake of air when he startled her before he felt her arms snake around his neck. His arms wrapped themselves around her waist and his hands dropped to her ass. She half surprised him when she hopped up at the contact and wrapped her legs around his waist. He spun them around and he felt her fingers trace the lines in his face, he liked the way she seemed to study him, drinking in every detail. He felt her legs tighten around his waist and his hand found the back of her neck pulling her closer. All the busy airport sounds seemed to fade away when his lips met hers, she was eager and he had missed the way she tasted on his tongue.

When he finally broke away from her, he looked at her face. Her eyes were wide and watery and she kept blinking the tears away. She leant back in and kissed his lips, he was relieved to see that his tough little lady had missed him as much as he had missed her. God knows she had fought him hard enough over the last two months that they had been separated, kicking up storm after storm. He just had to fight her harder to make her see that he wasn't going to give up on her, no matter what she threw at him. He kissed her back but couldn't suppress the cocky smile on his face. She just wasn't willing to show her true feelings and tried to hide it behind her seemingly insatiable kisses. She could be such an emotional little shit storm, but she was his little shit storm.

"We're drawing quite the audience Mr. Hansen, ready to fuck off?" She asked him as he put her back on the ground. His cocky smile told her what his dirty mind was thinking. "Don't answer that." She giggled and playfully slapped his chest. "Let's go."

Heads were turning and there were whispers all around about 'that guy of Deadliest Catch' as Edgar and Lois walked through Manchester Airport. The couple however only had eyes for each other. He had his arm tightly wrapped around her waist and he slowly felt her relax against his side, dropping what was left of her guard. They didn't speak but fell into a comfortable silence as they were making their way towards the parking.

"The Black Mini Cooper." She said as she pointed towards the car. He let go of her and walked to the passenger side.

Lois giggled. "You sure you wanna drive?"

He gave her a confused look and then looked at the car. "Fucking backwards thing." He muttered and walked to the other side of the car giving Lois a kiss and a smack on her ass as they changed sides.

"No it's not."

"Yes it is." He said as he put his bag on the back seat.

"No it's not." Lois answered with more determination.

"Yes it is." He said as he got in and fastened the seatbelt. "This is so backwards. I bet that the one who read the blueprint of this car was drunk and held it the other way around. Instead of changing the production line they decided to tell everyone to drive on the wrong side of the road."

Lois laughed. "You really given it much thought didn't you? And for your information it is not the wrong side of the road …"

"It's just not the right side either, is it now?"

"Shut up … "

She brought the engine to life and glanced at him, she really had missed him, really had.