A/N: Wow, took me forever to get this out! As I wrote on my profile about a month ago, my Mum passed away just a few weeks after I finished CrabPots&PinUps and whenever I tried to sit down and write the sequel it just came out as extremely depressing drivel that no one wants to read. So, now that my head is on a little straighter I have returned to Layla and Edgar, as promised.
Thank you so much for the overwhelming support I've recieved on both of my stories, and the P.M.'s I got asking me how I was doing and wishing me well.
If you didn't read the first Crab Pots & PinUps, go no further! This will honestly make no sense to you if you didn't!
This picks up right at the end of Crab Pots & PinUps. Opie season has just ended. So it's about now? Middle of May.
**Also I've been hearing that some stories with explicit smut are being removed. UT OH that includes my stories. So, if they do get removed I'll clean them up and repost them.
So without further delay, here we go!
Disclaimer: I do not own Deadliest Catch or the men that appear in the show. This is a complete work of fiction. However, Layla is an OC and her character, family, and backstory are of my own creation. Also, Rated M for a reason. Language, and the usual smut.
EDGARPOV:
Every year the ride into Puget Sound was enjoyable for Edgar. It was the realization at the end of every season that he had made it. He was alive. He had survived.
This time was no exception. Only this time, he had the love of his life wrapped in his arms watching with him as the docks approached.
Layla Jones, the most unexpected and wonderful happening in his hard-working life, was currently leaning her back against his chest as they stood at the rail taking in the sight.
After the Opie season was over, Edgar had asked Layla to come live with him during the offseason. Although they had only known eachother for about two months, they had been through more than most couples go through in a lifetime. And for that, it made them stronger. A unit. One being. Edgar had never been closer to anyone in his life and it felt good.
Layla gave a happy sigh and Edgar squeezed her tight, "What'r you thinking about?" he asked against her hair.
"Just how happy I am," she replied quietly.
Edgar smiled and kissed the top of her head.
LAYLAPOV:
"Just how happy I am," she replied, trying to ignore the tight feeling in her chest. She could feel Edgar smiling against her head and gently kiss it.
The guilt that weighed on her chest wouldn't be there for long. She had to tell him about Jimi as soon they got home. Jimi, Layla's slightly older sister, had just about sold her soul to the Devil. She set her up to be badly beaten, and potentially killed by Layla's psycho ex, Shane. Layla hadn't planned on turning Jimi into the authorities but eventually explained everything to the cops. But she had yet to tell Edgar.
In short: he was going to be furious.
Layla closed her eyes and shut out the nagging voice in the back of her mind.
About twenty minutes later, they were pulling into the docks that were lined with family and loved ones eagerly waiting to greet the Northwestern. Sig's wife and daughter, were the first aboard. Layla watched as they embraced tightly, the scene warming her heart. Next was Jake's sisters, and Nick's wife and new baby along with Norman's wife. Matt's on and off again girlfriend was waiting on the dock for him with a smile.
Edgar and Layla hugged everyone and slowly began to trickle their luggage off the boat and onto the dock. Edgar's truck wouldn't get back from Alaska for another day or two, so they would be riding back with June and Sig.
Jake said goodbye first, "Keep in touch, okay Junior?" Edgar told him after a quick 'bro hug'.
"Yea, you too, man...If you guys ever come up for air if you know what I mean," Jake said blushing and laughing.
"I can't make any promises about that," Edgar said with a giant grin spreading across his face.
Layla rolled her eyes affectionatly and hugged Jake, "See you soon, Jake. Don't go too crazy okay?" she said seriously. All fisherman had a tendancy to endulge on various (and potentially dangerous) impulses after a long season out.
"You know me, Layla," Jake said with a smile. "Gonna get a new skateboard, a few beers, and go on vacation."
"Smart man," she answered and gave him a final hug.
Matt, Norm, and Nick left shortly after that, all with promises to keep in touch. Layla didn't mind admitting that she was going to miss all of them. Everyone in Dutch had become her new family and she loved them all. Just a few days before, saying goodbye to the TimeBandit and Cornelia Marie crews was rough. Of course they would all see eachother during the offseason but it still stung. Including Edgar, they were the only family Layla had left.
"You ready to get out of here?" Edgar asked her, stirring her from her daydream.
"Yes absolutely! I can't wait to take a hot shower!" Layla replied excitedly. The three days aboard the Northwestern weren't bad at all. Enjoyable actually. But the water stayed a nice luke-warm temperture that just didn't do it for Layla.
Edgar, of course, took the dirtiest immediate train of thought in response to her comment, "Yea me either," he said, wagging his eyebrows at her.
Layla laughed and kissed him, "What am I going to do with you?" she asked with a sigh.
"Anything you want," Edgar replied against her ear in that throaty thick voice that sent shivers down Layla's spine. Every time.
"Will you two save it til' you get home? Jesus," Sig grumbled as he walked past them after shuting the boat down for the last time until next season.
"Jealous?" Edgar asked with that 'little brother tone' he loved to use. Sig just ignored him and threw his last duffle bag onto the dock, then climbing off himself.
Edgar helped Layla onto the dock, handing her his last bag, before getting off the boat himself.
"Nina flying in later?" Mandy, Sig's youngest daughter, about twelve, asked as they all piled into the truck.
"Yup, just a few hours out. It was the earliest flight she could get," June explained as they drove away from the docks. Layla nodded, mostly to herself, and told June she couldn't begin to explain how thankful she was for Nina over the past month. "She would do anything for you, Layla. You're the older sister she always wanted." Layla smiled and continued to stare out the window of the back seat.
"Layla, is Uncle Ed your boyfriend?" Mandy suddenly asked, sitting in the middle seat inbetween Layla and Edgar, interrupting another of Layla's daydream. Layla had known Mandy practically her whole life, seeing her off and on when Sig and the family would visit her Dad.
Layla leaned forward to look at Edgar who was smirking slightly, interested in how she was going to respond to his niece.
"Uh, yes, he is my boyfriend," Layla replied, smiling at Mandy. "Why do you ask, honey?"
"Because I saw you kissing on the boat and I thought it was gross," Mandy laughed.
"Hey!," Edgar said from the other side of Mandy, pretending to sound offended, and tickled her side.
"That's right, kissing boys is gross. You can't do it til' you're thirty," Sig grumbled from the front seat, making everyone laugh.
Layla had never seen or really even heard about Edgar's house. All she knew was it was the house he bought after his divorce from Louise. She didn't know what she had been expecting, but it wasn't what they had pulled up to.
It was beautiful. A two story cottage that looked like it had come out of a magazine. She wanted to laugh, but was too shocked. Edgar reached over to squeeze her hand as June turned the truck off and got out to help them with their bags. It didn't take long with the limited amount they had.
Edgar and Sig set their things inside the door of the house while Layla, Mandy, and June chit-chatted and said their goodbyes.
"Bye Sig," Layla said as she hugged him goodbye. She had to force back tears. If it hadn't been for Sig inviting Layla and Jimi up to Dutch, she would never had gotten together with Edgar. She was so thankful for him. It was hard to say goodbye.
Sig turned to Edgar, "See ya, brother," he said. "See ya, munchkin," he said to Mandy.
Edgar and Layla watched the truck pull away until they were out of sight.
Layla turned to look at Edgar and saw his 'devious grin' and she took a cautious step back.
"Edgar," she warned with a laugh. "Don't you dare!" she said as he lunged forward and picked her up fireman style over his shoulder. His laughter drowned out her squeels and giggles. Layla reached down and smacked his butt a few times for good measure. He took off towards the house and up the stairs with her, still laughing. Edgar managed to open the door and kicked it shut behind him in a matter of seconds.
"Wait!" Layla called out, still upside down. "Don't I get a tour of the house?"
"Later," Edgar grunted in reply. Layla heard the smirk in his voice and got that familiar tingle in the pit of her stomach. She knew exactly how this was going to go. It was going to be fast and hard. They hadn't had sex in over a month, there was no way in Hell either of them was going to be gentle.
Especially Edgar.
Edgar started to climb the stairs, still carrying Layla. "I can walk ya' know," she laughed.
"You need to save your strength," he laughed back at her.
They took a left at the top of the stairs. Edgar kicked a door open to what Layla assumed was his bedroom and was immediatly flipped off of his shoulder onto his fluffy bed with an "oof!"
All of the Jimi issues Layla needed to talk to Edgar about vanished from her mind. Later, she decided. She needed this. Now.
EDGARPOV:
Clothes were being stripped off in a rapid fashion. He couldn't get enough of her. Couldn't touch enough of her.
Edgar felt Layla reach down to remove his boxers and stoke him. He groaned, he was already hard. Hell, he was hard the second she said she would come home with him.
Edgar leaned forward and kissed Layla hard. Feeling her urgency mixed with his was fuel to his fire. She needed this as bad as he did, and it felt good.
Without taking his mouth away from hers he reached over into the bedside table and felt around for a condom and retrieved one in record time. Layla moved to kiss down his neck while he tore the condom wrapper open with his teeth. He had barely rolled it on before his body took over, snapping his hips forward and thrusting deep into Layla. She moaned loudly as she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer, deeper. Edgar buried his head in the crook of her neck and continued his rough pace. "Oh my God, I love you so much," he grunted against her skin. He could feel Layla's nails making crescent indents in his back as she came and tightened around him, moaning loud. Edgar thrusted sparastically a few times and shuddered with his release.
They breathed hard against eachother for a few moments before Edgar moved off of Layla and tucked her in next to him. They layed there quietly, calming their bodies down. Layla absentmindedly played with the hair on his chest when she broke the comfortable silence.
"Ed?" she said quietly.
"Hmm?" he asked sleepily.
"I've got to tell you something," Layla said.
He lifted his head to look down at her, tucked into his arm. She was looking back at him, and Edgar could tell she was scared to tell him whatever it was.
"It's about Jimi..." she trailed off and tucked her head against his chest again, avoiding his gaze.
A/N: HAHA I'm sorry! I guess you will havta wait to see the fight next chapter =) I'm mean, I know. Review! Review! Review! I totally get discouraged without them! Lemme know whatchur' thinkin'!