Disclaimer: I own nothing. M rating for language and smut.

The small plane landed at the SeaTac airport and Marie Logan slowly stood and stretched her legs trying to loosen the muscles and joints that had tightened and locked up while in flight. Her left ankle, encased in a walking boot refused to cooperate and she exited the plane with a noticeable limp. Scanning the crowd she groaned in resignation at the familiar face she found.

"I thought Sig was picking me up," she muttered.

"Aww Ava, you know you love me best," replied a smirking Edgar Hansen.

"Dream on Hansen, and my name is Marie, not Ava."

"He had a publicity event so he sent me. Come on sweet cheeks. Lets go find your luggage."

Marie closed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm herself. No one irritated her and got under her skin like Edgar did. She was already beginning to regret her current situation.

Two months earlier Marie had fractured her ankle when the boat she was fishing on had taken a rogue wave. That one instant ended her opi season. So far her doctor and physical therapist had given the thumbs up for her to return for Kings, but that clearance depended on her leg continuing to heal as it was currently doing. Nevertheless, she was grounded until October. Unable to sit and do nothing for the entire summer she had agreed to help overhaul the engine and hydraulics of the Northwestern.

"Listen to me, and listen to me good. You and I have to work TOGETHER all fuckin' summer. I'm doing this as a favor to y'all. Do not, DO NOT start shit with me here at the airport. You won't like the result."

Edgar pulled out his cell and began flipping through his apps.

"What are you doing?"

"Marking my calendar. That way I'll now next month when you're about to break out in PMS rantings."

Marie shot him a look that clearly shouted "FUCK OFF".

"Come on, let's get your gear and get you settled. Sig wants us to come over to his place tonight for a barbeque. Surf and turf."

"Sounds great," Marie started. Then she paused, the agreement was that she was going to be crashing at Sigs' while he and his family were gone on vacation back to Norway for the summer. "Wait, if we have to go to his place, where am I staying?"

Now it was Edgar's turn to groan, "With me."

"Hell no."

"Look, I don't like it anymore than you do but June is having some major renovations done at the house while they're gone."

"And whatsherface, Beth, your girlfriend, is fine with me living with you guys for the summer."

Edgar's took a deep breath. "Beth left before I got back from opis. Nice "Dear John" letter greeted me at the dock."

Marie winced. Unfortunately this kind of thing happened to crabbers all the time. "Sorry hon, that sucks. Y'all had been together for quite a while."

Edgar shrugged, "So since no one in their right mind would want to stay at Norman's with those newborn colicky twins, I get the pleasure of your company. And by the way, having you at my place is going to kill my mojo."

Marie chuckled and replied, "Nah, just cramps your style. Not much of a bachelor pad with a lady present."

Edgar looked side to side then turned in a full circle, "Lady? Where's a lady? I don't see a lady."

"Asshole. I was going to assure you that I'd make myself scarce whenever you needed me too, but now I'm going to go all baby mama drama if I see you with a girl."

"Whatever. Just don't girly up my place, okay?"

Marie howled with laughter, "Just what ever gave you the idea that I'm a girly girl?"

"You might be a hell of a deckhand and engineer, but you are undoubtedly female. There has to be a girly streak somewhere." Edgar stowed her bags in his truck and drove to his place.

They pulled up in front of a small quaint cottage style home in an older section of the Seattle suburbs. Edgar showed her to the guest room. "It has its' own bathroom, so you'll have all the privacy you could want. Towels are here. The kitchen is stocked, help yourself."

Later that night they arrived at Sig and June's. Edgar led the way in, not bothering to knock on the door. "Velkommen!" greeted Sig as they walked onto the patio. "So has Edgar gone over the rules with you yet?"

"Uh rules?" said Marie, taken aback.

Edgar flopped down onto a deck chair, "No, I haven't." He looked over at Marie and grumped, "Sig's taking all the fun out of my summer."

Sig scowled at Edgar and then turned to Marie, "There are few people outside my family that I trust to touch the Northwestern. I want to ensure that no harm comes to the boat and that Edgar," he scowled at Edgar again, "does nothing to drive you away. I don't trust the shmucks at the boat yard not to screw something up and Ed can't do all of it by himself. I can't stop the two of you from pulling pranks, but I am laying down the law about the boat."

Marie smirked at Edgar then rubbed her hands together, "So I can make his life hell and he just has to take it? Awesome. Paybacks are a bitch buddy."

"I mean it," said Sig raising his voice.

"You think that blue dye in our fresh water tank is going to go unanswered?"

Edgar elbowed Norman and stage whispered, "That was one of my best yet!"

Just then June Hansen came out with a tray of drinks, "Hello, you must be Ava," she smiled.

Marie sighed, "Yes that's what they call me. My name is Marie though."

June quirked an eyebrow, "And I assume there is a story behind the nickname."

Marie shrugged her shoulders, "You'd think. But not really."

Edgar laughed, "The Hillstrands gave her the nickname. Very fitting too. Ava Maria was the female pirate in Pirates of the Caribbean."

Recognition dawned in June's eyes and she laughed, "So you are our dear Edgar's arch nemesis!"

"Yes ma'am. I see my reputation precedes me."

"I want to hear how you ended up as engineer on the Time Bandit of all boats. They're as notoriously close knit as we Hansen's are."

"Well, like all questionable greenhorn hires on the Time Bandit, my story begins with a drunk captain in a bar."

This story has been bouncing around in my head for a while. It will be pretty lighthearted in comparison to my other stories. Should be fun though. Hope you enjoy! Please leave some feedback, as they say in the rodeo when the cowboy gets thrown "That's all the paycheck they will be getting tonight!"