narrazione: Lol I want it too! I MISSED CROSBY TOO! ahah soo cute! Here is the Mike answer for ya!

IrishCaptain: I know =( and I kept him single for this lol

wishuy: heeheeheehee

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:

They still hadn't left yet. A member of the production crew's car broke down on the way to the meetup, and they had to wait for him. Since Layla and Edgar's stuff was all settled on their bus Layla decided to go to the Time Bandit bus to see if she could find Mike. Edgar was busy talking with Sig so she told Nina where she was going and walked off.

She didn't have a hard time figuring out which bus was the Time Bandit's because A.) it was the loudest, and B.) they had already put a skull and crossbones flag on the outside.

Layla laughed to herself and hopped aboard.

"Layla!" EddieBoy called out when he saw her peak up from the steps. The guys sitting around him joking around turned to see her and say hi. After they complained about the missing production member hold up she asked them if Mike was there.

Andy nodded but waved her closer to him silently, while everyone returned to other conversations.

"He's in his bunk, but he's in a bad mood. I guess Lisa left him when he was out for Opies. Just left him a note and skipped out," Andy explained quietly.

"Oh my God," Layla murmured.

"Yea, so just be gentle on him. I think something else is wrong too, but he won't tell us anything," Andy said, concern etching his features.

"Okay, I'll go see him," she said and walked past the others towards the bunks. Layla heard some commotion behind her and looked back to see the others getting off the bus. Andy quietly asked them to give Layla and Mike some privacy, but not make a big deal out of it.

Layla figured the only bunk with the curtain closed would be Mike's and she was right. It was on bottom on her left, she gently knocked on the wood next to it.

"Mikey," she said quietly.

No reply.

She did it again, just a bit louder.

Still no reply.

Layla sighed and gently lifted back the curtain to see Mike sleeping, looking peaceful but still worn. She laughed internally. Crab fisherman could really nap whenever and where ever they could get one. Layla sat on the edge of his bunk carefully.

"Mike," Layla said gently and touched his shoulder.

He flinched awake immediatly, startled.

"What? What's wrong?" he asked groggily, sitting up.

"Nothing's wrong Mike, you're on the tour bus," Layla said, touching his shoulder again.

"Oh, sorry, Layla," he said and lifted his hands to rub his eyes. "I dream I'm on the boat a lot."

"It's okay, I just wanted to check on you," Layla said and decided she had to proceed carefully because he shot her a look when she said that. "You know, just make sure you're okay."

"I'm fine," Mike said, looking anywhere but Layla.

"So why weren't you out there with the inquistion earlier? I figured you be first in the 'Pissed at Layla' line," asked him, figuring they could dance around the Lisa issue for a while.

Mike didn't say anything for a moment but she noticed his eyes darken. He layed back down and looked at her. "Well at first I guess I figured you would have told us about Jimi if you thought it mattered." Layla nodded, thinking he was finished talking but then he continued. "But then I got thinking, how could she think that didn't matter? And then I realized it wasn't Jimi that didn't matter, it was us."

Layla furrowed her eyebrow and tried to put together what he said, "That's not fair, Mike."

"No, you know what's not fair? Me and the other guys taking turns sitting outside your hospital room, making sure you were safe. Me and the other guys finding out about Jimi on the news. You coming in here right now trying to play the 'concerned friend' when you couldn't even be honest with us. That's not fair, Layla," Mike said and put his hands over his eyes again, taking a few deep breaths.

Layla sat there trying not to looked as shocked or hurt as she felt.

"You sat outide my hospital room?" she asked quietly and touched his arm again. Trying to get him to look at her.

"Ed didn't tell you?" Mike asked, still with his hands over his eyes.

"No. He knew?" Layla asked, suprised.

Mike nodded, finally putting his hands down to look at her. "When he finally got to town he had to wake me up, I'd fallen asleep outside of your room. I told him not to tell you," he said quitely.

"Why did you tell him that?"

"Because I didn't want you to feel obligated to us Layla, I thought we were friends. I thought that was enough," Mike said.

"We are friends Mike!" Layla replied, getting upset and standing up.

"How can you say that? You just happen to forget to mention that your sister, also our "friend", schemed to have you killed?" Mike asked sarcastically, getting out of his bunk to stand in front of her. Layla just now noticed he wasn't wearing a shirt. How had she missed that?

"No I didn't forget! I was trying to protect my sister! I didn't even tell Edgar til' we got home!" Trying to convince Mike that it wasn't personal, that she had done what she thought was right.

"Oh that's supposed to make me feel better? So you lied to the man you supposedly love too, wonderful. Let me add that to your resume," Mike snapped and Layla recoiled as if she'd been slapped.

"You know what, I don't have to take this. I came in here to see if you were alright. Because I am your friend. Because I missed you. Because I wanted to see you. I didn't realize just how horrible of a person I am. But I know now. Thank you for explaining so fully," she said quietly and turned to walk out. She reached the bottom step with her hand on the door handle when she heard Mike call for her to come back, but she didn't listen.

Layla slammed the door behind her and squinted her eyes as she stepped onto the sunny parking lot. She pulled her sunglasses down over her eyes to see a few of the guys looking at her with curious expressions. Layla didn't know if they were looking at her like that because they had heard the louder parts of Layla and Mike's argument or because she slammed the door so hard. Maybe both.

She couldn't make herself care as she walked back to the Northwestern bus, forcing herself not to cry.

A/N: Well, at least we solved the missing Mike mystery! Let me know what you are thinking, you guys have no idea how much ur reviews motivate me!