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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.

LAYLAPOV:

If Layla thought that she looked suprised then Louise looked even more so.

"Oh, uhmm, maybe I don't have the right house. Is Edgar here?" Louise asked, trying not to look uncomfortable.

Layla turned her head towards the kitchen to hear Edgar yell, "Babe, who is it?"

Layla looked back at Louise who had also heard what Edgar yelled. She had definitly caught the 'Babe'.

"Uh, I'll go grab him," Layla said and left Louise on the porch while she went to the kitchen to grab Ed. Her mind was blank, she didn't even remember what she had just said to Louise. Layla walked into the kitchen and around the counter looking at Edgar's lower half. He was wearing his 'around the house work clothes'. He hadn't heard her approach and she stared at his dirty pants for a moment before speaking. "Louise is here," she said in a neutral informative voice, which she was proud of.

She watched Edgar's movements still and then in rapid fashion he was out from underneath the sink and standing infront of her. "What does she want?" he asked Layla.

"I don't know but she's waiting on the porch!" she whisper yelled at him, afraid Louise would hear their conversation. "Go talk, I'm going to get in the shower, I'm covered in sweat," Layla said and started to walk away from him but he caught her arm. "It's fine, Edgar, I promise," she said, even threw in a smile, and walked away.

EDGARPOV:

Edgar hated watching Layla go up the stairs knowing it wasn't 'fine'. He shook his head and walked to the front door and let out a deep breath.

"Sorry, I was working on the sink," he said and walked out onto the porch to stand with Louise. No way in Hell was he letting her in the house. Not after everything. Not after saying that marrying him was the worst mistake she ever made. That she wasn't put on this Earth to sit at home and wait around for him ten months out of the year. Like she didn't know his job when she married him? Ten years of that over and over.

"You aren't going to invite me in?" she asked in a slightly irrtated tone.

"No," Edgar replied simply. "What do you want Louise? How do you even know where I live?"

"When you bought this place June told me, calm down I wasn't spying on you," she explained rolling her eyes. "I like it though...charming, actually."

"You still didn't say why you're here," Edgar said equally as irritated, rubbing his brow, feeling a headache approaching.

He heard her sigh and he opened his eyes to look at her, "Jesus, we were married for ten years Edgar, I just wanted to make sure you got home safe from Opies, and you only live twenty minutes away," she explained. Edgar had a feeling that was about ten percent of why she was here. He suspicions were confirmed immidiatly when her next question was, "So who was that girl?" Her voice held just enough disdain to make Edgar want to scream.

Edgar didn't know how she knew about Layla, probably Dutch gossip that reached Seattle like usual, but he knew thats why she showed up. A little investigation.

"My girlfriend," he stated simply. "We done here?" Edgar asked and turned to open the door and head inside.

"She's a big young don't you think?" Louise said from behind him, the nastiness in her voice not nearly as conceiled as before.

"Oh yea, we're done here," he said, mostly to himself, going inside of the house and slamming the door behind him. He stayed there until he heard Louise's car drive away, and then he headed upstairs. He could hear the shower on and silently prayed she wasn't too upset.

He peeked his head inside the bathroom and waited a minute before heading in.

"You gonna just stare all day or walk in?" Layla asked.

Edgar was suprised she knew he was there, she couldn't see through the shower curtain.

"You sound like a damn elephant coming up the stairs when you're mad," she explained when he didn't say anything, answering his silent question.

"I do not," Edgar protested with a laugh.

"Do too," Layla said as she shut the water off, reaching an arm out to grab a towel off the hook before getting out.

Edgar watched her move around the bathroom like she had lived there all her life. It made him smile. But she wasn't talking. Wasn't asking questions.

"You aren't gonna ask?" he said quietly.

"No," Layla said while putting some girly smelling lotion on her legs. "I trust you Ed. You don't owe me an explination. You were married ten years, I'm not going to try to compete with that."

"There is nothing to compete with-" Edgar began to say, but Layla cut him off.

"No, I didn't mean it like that," she said, "I just meant I'm not suprised she showed up to see you, ten years is a long time." Layla walked towards him and kissed him on the mouth quickly, then walked past him to get dressed. "Like I said, I trust you. I know who you spend your nights with," she smiled.

"You're amazing," Edgar said, feeling better about the whole situation. Most women would have flipped if their boyfriends ex-wife showed up out of the blue. But Layla? Nope. Edgar laughed internally, Layla wasn't 'most women'. "I want to tell you anyway," he said.

"Okay," Layla said as she walked into the closet out of sight.

"She said she wanted to make sure I'd made it home safe from Opies," Edgar said.

"Well that's nice," Layla said as she exited the closet in a bra and boy short panties that Edgar wanted to rip off.

"I think she was really here to do some info' hunting on you," Edgar explained.

"Yea, that sounds more like it," Layla laughed and rolled her eyes, pulling some jeans and teeshirt on. "She looked suprised to see me, but not that suprised, you know what I mean?"

"Yea," Edgar nodded and rolled his eyes. "Well whatever, it doesn't matter now. She got her visit out of the way and we don't have to see her again," he sighed and layed back on the bed.

Layla was quiet and layed down next to him, "She really burned you, huh?"

"As much as any failed marriage, I guess," Edgar said and bent down to kiss her forehead before sitting up and pulling his shirt off. "I'm gonna grab a shower," he said. "Too bad you already took one," he smirked and threw his shirt at her.

Layla laughed, "Meanie."

The two enjoyed a calm week with eachother before they saw it on the news.

Layla and Edgar were laying on the couch together, he was flicking channels on the tv with his head in her lap while she read a book and absentmindly played with his hair. They were the absolute image of domestic bliss.

Until Edgar landed on HLN for a moment longer than he should have.

"Now that we are getting more accurate information from our producers, we can offically confirm that Jimi Jones has been arrested on charges of conspiracy and aiding and abeding..."

Edgar felt Layla's legs tense beneath his head and he sat up immediatly.

"We haven't been able to reach Layla Jones for comment, in fact no one has really seen her since she left the hospital in Alaska but rumor is that she might be staying with her new boyfriend Edgar Hansen of the show 'Deadliest Catch'..."

Pictures of him appeared on the screen as she talked, a few of them of him and Layla leaving the hospital together.

It was like watching a train wreck, neither of them could look away or turn the channel.

After about two full minutes of Nancy Grace's continued her tyrad of theories and accusations, Layla's cellphone rang. Edgar watched her as she reached over on the side table, never taking her eyes off the tv screen and answered the phone, without looking at the caller I.D.

"Hello?" Layla said numbly. Edgar listened intently to only side of the conversation he could hear. "Yea we are watching it right now...Yea a call would have been nice...How did the press find out?...It's okay, I understand...Thanks Charlie." Layla set her cell back on the side table and finally looked at Edgar.

"That was Detective Danvers telling me about Jimi," Layla explained to a confused Edgar.

"Okay well did he explain why the news found out before you?" He asked, slightly angry.

"Apparently he was going to call me an hour ago and got caught up with something and then the press found out because it's public records and it's their job," Layla said, some emotion other than 'blank' finally entering her voice. "Will you turn that off?" she aked him suddenly, pointing at the tv as she got up and left the livingroom.

Edgar shut it off and sighed before following her into the kitchen.

"I'm sorry," he said quietly. "I wish you didn't have to go through this."

"Me too," she replied as she grabbed a bottled water out of the fridge.

The house phone rang then and Edgar let it go to the machine, it was Sig.

"How could you guys not tell me about Jimi? And don't even tell me you didn't know! Are you kidding me? She was like a neice to me ya know, and I love Layla with all my heart. How could I not want to know? I'm coming over tomorrow morning," end of message.

'Well that'll be a fun visit,' Edgar thought as he rolled his eyes towards the ceiling and shook his head. He looked back down to see Layla smirking at him slightly, now that he didn't expect.

"What?" he asked, curious.

"You're so cute when you're annoyed," she smiled. And just like that he knew she was okay. Maybe not great. Maybe not grand. But okay. And he could deal with that.

A/N: Wierd chpt. ending I know aha yell at me by clicking that realllllly pretty "review" button. mmkay? Please? haha next one up soon!