Disclaimer: I own Jessica, the rest belongs to the rightful owners. I make no money from this, its pure entertainment only.
A/N: Ok so, this is what came out for me today after I chatted with my sister. Remember, I'm using her ideas to write this because it was originally supposed to be her story. She's too busy to write, so I'm writing it out for her, but she's feeding me ideas. I hope no one is too mad at me for bringing in our surprise visitor so early!
When Jess woke up the next morning, she was completely psyched out about being able to go with the crew to fish crab. She'd never been before, but that didn't mean she couldn't learn how to do it and make Johnathan proud of her. Yawning a bit, she came down the stairs of the ranch house, honey blond hair tousled all over her head. A faded gray shirt fell just above her knees, it was one she'd snatched from Andy a while back. Bare feet made little sound against the hardwood floor as she shuffled into the kitchen in search of coffee.
The sun was just coming up as she walked into the kitchen and went straight for the coffeepot on the far counter. Another yawn left her mouth and she raked her hands through her long hair, lifting herself onto the island counter behind her. She had a lot of work to do today to get ready for her trip out on the Bering Sea with the Time Bandit crew. Her stomach growled and Jess rolled her eyes before hopping off of the counter and going to the refrigerator.
Humming to herself, she sifted through the contents of the refrigerator until she finally decided to just settle for pancakes. Getting the milk, eggs and butter, she turned and closed the door with her foot, putting the items on the counter by the stove. Moving up on her tiptoes, she searched through the cabinets above her head for the canister of flour. When she found it, she put it on the counter and then went in search of the sugar.
Once she had everything she needed, she found a bowl and a spoon, starting to mix the ingredients together. She was used to fixing breakfast in the mornings, so it didn't bother her to be up doing this, and besides, she was hungry too. Once she had the ingredients mixed together, she put the bowl down and put everything but the butter away. Turning, she turned the stove on and put the pan on it to let it get warm, picking up a scrunchie and pulled her hair up on her head.
Andy woke up to the alluring smell of freshly brewed coffee and breakfast cooking downstairs in the kitchen. Tossing the covers back from the bed, he got up and stretched a bit before opening the door of his room and walking out. The sound of soft humming reached his ears and he smiled sleepily before starting down the stairs. It was a rare time to catch Jessica at her most beautiful, but he wouldn't ever let her or anyone else know his thoughts.
His own bare feet made no sound on the floor as he came down the stairs and crossed over into the kitchen. For once, the sight that greeted him was something he wasn't expecting to see, it was completely out of the normal for her. She was wearing one of his shirts, of all things he expected to see her in, that wasn't one of them. Leaning against the doorway, he watched her as she moved about the kitchen, early morning sunlight making her glow.
Against his better judgment, he pushed himself away from the doorway and walked over to where she was cooking. Reaching out, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close to him, burying his face against her hair. Jessica squeaked when the arms went around her waist, not knowing what in the world was going on. She didn't know who had hold of her, but she was about to find out and then give them a piece of her mind.
Turning her head, she came face to face with Andy, her eyes going wide not just because it was him, but because of the look in his eyes. Unsure what to think, she started to get nervous, her thick southern accent coming out right away. "Andy Hillstrand, you let go of me right this instant!" He contemplated her words and then realized what he was doing. Just as he was about to throw caution to the wind and kiss her, the front door banged open.
The loud noise made him jump back from her like he'd been shot, retreating to the table to keep his hands off her. Johnathan walked inside with a smile on his face, being closely followed by a young man near Jessica's age. Andy cursed silently when he realized that his brother had brought the Northwestern deckhand, Jake Anderson, for a visit. It only got wore when he saw Jake and Jessica's eyes lock, the two of them smiling at each other.
Johnathan walked over and got himself a cup of coffee before going to the table with his brother as Jessica zipped out of the kitchen. "Jake wanted to come see the place before the season, so I brought him out here." Andy nodded and tried to smiled about it, but he didn't like the way the younger man had been eyeing Jessica. "Its not the Ritz, but its home to us around here." Jake nodded to Andy with a grin as he walked over to the table, "That's no problem, its great here. Who's the girl, she's beautiful."
Grinning, Johnathan started to say something, but Jessica came back down the stairs fully dressed, well sort of. She was in a pair of skin tight jeans, her cowboy boots and a little white tanktop that was enough to make Andy stare. Putting a smile on her face, she went over to Jake and held out her hand to him, "Jessica Daniels, pleasure to meet you." He took her hand and lifted it, placing a kiss on the back of her hand, "Jake Anderson, and it's my pleasure to meet you, Jessica."
Jealously surged through Andy, making him want to jump from the table, grab her, and kiss her until he was the only man on her mind. Before he had a chance to do anything, Jessica had grabbed Jake's hand and they were out the door. Johnathan laughed and then looked over at his brother, noticing the look on his face. "Tell me that look doesn't mean what I think it does." Andy looked at his brother and then narrowed his eyes, "Don't think about it, it means nothing at all."
Looking at his younger brother, Johnathan crossed his arms over his chest, "You like her, don't you?" Rolling his eyes, Andy stood up and got himself a cup of coffee, "I don't like her, and I don't care what she's doing." Leaning back in his chair, John sighed and then stood up, walking over to where his brother was standing. "If you like her that much, you need to tell her. You can see the jealousy in your eyes when she's near another man, even when she's near me." Andy shook his head and took a drink of his coffee, "Taking her on this trip is a mistake, and for all I care, Jake Anderson can keep her if he wants her so badly."