The next evening Crystal said bye to Edgar as he left the apartment to go meet up with Jake. She waited a few more minutes, making sure he was really gone, before she too left the apartment and climbed into the rental car she picked up for the past few weeks. Taking a deep breath she slipped the car into drive and headed out toward the docks…

…

Sig was pacing around out in front of the hotel overlooking the harbor. The Northwestern was docked just a few feet away and the night air was beginning to grow quite cold as he waited impatiently for Crystal to arrive. He knew she would…she couldn't resist him. He had a power over her that she couldn't say no to. That was why whenever he was around her and Edgar she couldn't make eye-contact with him…why she seemed anxious and suddenly clumsy whenever he entered a room. Those thoughts made Sig smile to himself. Despite the fact that she was now with his little brother, he still got to her…and got to her badly.

A small Honda Civic pulled into the parking lot and Sig smiled in satisfaction when he saw who was behind the wheel, "I knew you'd come."

Crystal shivered at Sig's deep, rough voice as he gazed at her from head to toe, clearly liking what he was seeing. Another pang of guilt hit her as she realized what they were about to do. She was about to have sex with a married man...again…only this time she too was in a relationship…with the married man's little brother. How much more screwed up could her life possibly get?

…

"I have to go," gasped Crystal as she climbed off the bed.

Sig lay next to her, panting as they finished what had to have been the fifth time they'd had sex that night, "Why? This is our last night together…we should make it count."

Crystal shivered slightly, suddenly feeling disgusted with herself, "No, Sig…I shouldn't have even come."

"But you did."

"Because I knew you wouldn't leave me alone if I didn't," she retorted, anger sharpening her voice as she gathered her clothes and got dressed.

Sig laughed an almost evil laugh at her reply, "You know me too well, Crystal."

Crystal sneered at that as she grabbed her purse and her keys and made her way to the door, "I have to go…Edgar will be back soon."

"Edgar," snarled Sig, his eyes glinting angrily, "What do you see in my little brother anyway?"

"I love him, Sig," said Crystal, giving Sig a hard look, "And he's single…he's available. You on the other hand are married."

"And if I wasn't?"

Crystal wasn't sure what to say to that. If Sig wasn't married they both knew things would have been very, very different.

"Goodbye Sig," muttered Crystal as she quickly exited the room and practically ran toward her car. She felt a sudden need to get as far away from the hotel as humanly possible…

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Early the next morning, Crystal woke up feeling incredibly nauseous. She'd felt this way before whenever she went through a guilty phase with the whole "affair with Sig" thing, but this was different. She scrambled out of bed, jolting Edgar awake, and made a bee-line for the bathroom. After heaving repeatedly into the toilet, Crystal sat back against the wall and took deep, shaky breaths, trying to calm herself down. She hadn't been this sick in a very, very long time.

"Baby?" asked Edgar as he knocked on the door and slowly peered inside, "Crystal? You okay?"

Crystal nodded weakly as Edgar slipped inside and sat down next to her in the bathroom.

"I think so," she said, suddenly feeling a wave of nausea overwhelm her. Edgar reached over and held back her long, blonde hair as Crystal heaved uselessly into the toilet. She had nothing left to throw up but her body kept forcing her to retreat to the toilet. Edgar frowned in concern as he watched his girlfriend struggle to calm her body down.

"Think you should go see a doctor?" he asked after a moment, "I've never seen you like this before…maybe it'd be a good idea to get checked out before we head back out to sea? We gotta leave tomorrow morning."

Crystal hesitated but nodded, "Yeah…yeah I think that'd be a good idea. I don't feel right at all."

"Okay, come on," said Edgar as he helped her to her feat, "Let's go see the doc."

…

Crystal and Edgar sat together in one of the many rooms in the small hospital as they waited for the doctor to come see them.

"Hello," said an older man with greying hair as he slipped into the room, "The nurse tells me you feel very nauseated and can't seem to elevate the symptoms?"

"That's right," said Crystal, biting her lip as another wave of nausea overwhelmed her, "I…I haven't eaten anything either. I don't know what's causing this."

"Okay….are you sexually active?" asked the doctor after a moment.

Crystal almost laughed out loud at that…if he only knew just how active she'd been…

"Um, yes, yes I am," she said nervously as Edgar sat next to her with a happy grin on his face, clearly pleased that her answer implied the two of them were sleeping together. Something about telling people that made him incredibly happy. He was so proud to have her in his life and as far as he was concerned the whole world should know just how involved they were.

"Okay, well your symptoms sound a lot like you may be pregnant," said the doctor calmly, "So I'm going to administer some tests and then get you the results here in just a few minutes."

Edgar's eyes grew wide with excitement as the doctor left the room to go get the testing materials.

"Pregnant?" he exclaimed, "Are you serious? Oh my God, baby if you're pregnant I swear to God I will be the best dad and I'll take care of you and…"

Edgar's excited rambling slowly faded from Crystal's mind as she flew into a panic. She could be pregnant? But…with whose baby? What if it wasn't Edgar's baby at all…but his older brother's?

"I…I think I'm going to be sick again," said Crystal as she lunged for the nearby trashcan…only this time she knew the nausea had nothing to do with possibly being pregnant…

…

Edgar practically skipped all the way down the dock holding Crystal's hand. She nearly had to run to keep up with her overly excited boyfriend as he climbed onto the Northwestern and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"CRYSTAL'S PREGNANT!"

The whole crew froze then erupted in cheers as they congratulated the happy couple. Everyone seemed thrilled at the news…except for Sig Hansen. He was standing out on the deck, monitoring his crew as they loaded up the pots for Opillio season when Edgar and Crystal had climbed on board. His eyes grew round with shock as he looked over at Crystal. They made eye-contact, each silently asking the other the same question…sure she was pregnant, but who was the dad?

"Dude you're gonna be a dad?" said Jake with a smirk on his face, "That poor, traumatized kid!"

Edgar pretended to attack his best friend and Jake took off down the deck of the Northwestern, laughing and screaming as he tried to evade Edgar's reach.

"So…are you still gonna fish with us?" asked Norman, looking concerned.

"Yeah," said Crystal, clearing her throat and forcing a smile, "I just can't be out on deck when the weather gets way out of hand…I'll just try and take it a little easier, but it shouldn't be a problem."

"Crystal," said Sig, his voice hard and stressed, "Meet me in the wheelhouse when you can…please."

Crystal swallowed hard and nodded as she glanced away, not looking forward to being alone with Sig after the announcement.

"Well you better get up there," muttered Norman, rolling his eyes, "Sig's probably gonna lecture you on what you can and cannot do during the season."

Crystal smirked as she followed Sig up to the wheelhouse…oh how she wished that was all he was going to say…

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