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.
narrazione: thank you so much! I think in that situation Andy would totally be the one to speak up!
wildviolet: thank you! I like them together too =)
wishuy: haha i totally think it would be like that! and I hope I can change your mind about Mike...and Mike...Louise...or Shane...=)
IrishCaptian: hahaha I thought Colburns unopinionated would be a nice change of pace =) And no not what Mike had in mind at all!
A/N: SO SORRY I COULDN'T PUT THIS UP SUNDAY LIKE I PROMISED!
(DAY FIVE OF TOUR. SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA. ONE DAY AWAY FROM L.A.)
EDGARPOV:
At the moment Edgar couldn't decide what was keeping him awake. His concern about Mike, or his worry over L.A.
He decided that it was definitly L.A.
Mike wasn't anything to worry about. Layla saw him as a brother. Even though he knew that Mike didn't think of her as a sister. He saw how he looked at her when he didn't think anyone was looking.
Fine. Mike can have a crush on her as long as he keeps it to himself. It would kill Layla if Mike made a move on her and she had to shut him down, as Edgar knew she would.
It was L.A..
Shane.
Jimi.
Poparazzi.
You name it, he was worried.
As Layla slept soundly next to him, snuggled into his side he tried to push his thoughts away. Clearly, she wasn't worried, so why should he?
Finally sleep took him over and he slept hard.
The next morning the buses took off towards their second to last destination.
They greeted, they smiled, they took pictures. The Harris' and Hillstrands' flirted, as usual. The Wizard crew was the least hounded by fans for signatures, as usual. Sometimes, Edgar felt bad about that. And then other times he didn't. Maybe if Keith didn't act like such a dick to everyone it would be different.
LAYLAPOV:
Layla and the rest of the woman were sitting backstage waiting for the show to get over. This was the norm. They would gossip and chat like women at a garden party until the guys were done and them they would hit the road again. Layla suprised herself by enjoying it.
"Nina can't wait to get to L.A.," June said to Layla while the rest of the women talked.
"Oh I know," Layla chuckled. "It really is a great town," she said honestly. If it wasn't for all of her emotional baggage she could see herself moving back there someday. But that just wasn't going to happen. "Actually, I was thinking of maybe taking Nina to a few people I know there. Like get her foot in the door if she really is interested in pursuing modeling," Layla said.
"Really?" Nina asked from across the room. Layla laughed, she hadn't intented her to hear that. She really wanted to get the okay from June first. "Please, Mom! Please!," Nina said excitedly as she crossed the room to where Layla and June were sitting.
All of the women were paying attention now.
"What's going on?" Sabrina, Andy's wife asked.
"Layla was telling my Mom she would take me to some people in L.A. to look into modeling!" Nina explained.
"Your Mom has to okay it first," Layla interjected.
"It's okay with me if it's okay with your father," June said, putting her hands up in surrender.
"Eeeeek!" Nina squeeled happily. "Thank you, thank you!"
"Thank Layla," June reminded her.
"Oh! Thank you, Layla!" Nina said and hugged her tightly. "You are the best sister ever!"
Layla smiled happily. That was the first time anyone had ever said that to her in her entire life. It felt good.
"Ha, your uncle is gonna kill me," Layla laughed.
"Oh, poo on Uncle Ed!" Nina said and jumped up and down a few times. "I can't wait to tell Jake!" she said, and then immediatly blushed, and looked like she regretted saying that out loud.
"What about Jake?" Edgar asked from the door way as the rest of the guys followed into the room after him.
"Nothing," Layla piped up and winked at Edgar. Letting him know not to pursue it. He rolled his eyes and smiled, understanding.
"Well, how was the show?" Eddie's wife asked.
"Good, no one tried to kiss Johnathon this time!" Sig laughed.
They were on the road again shortly after the show ended. It was the Harris' turn to pick dinner, so they ended up at a rowdy bar. Thankfully the bar had a back room unreserved, so they took it.
"What are some good clubs in L.A., Layla?" Jake Harris asked her from across the table. Layla laughed because the guys had been asking her that all week.
"Well, the Las Palmas is the most glitzy but I think you guys would like the Viper Room," Layla said. "It used to be owned by Johnny Depp and it's a bit more gritty. It was one of my favorites back in the day."
"We gotta go there then," Josh said. "You're taking us out right?" he asked.
Layla looked over at Edgar who she knew didn't want to go clubbing. "We'll see," she said vaguely.
"Oh, c'mon Layla! You gotta!" Jake Harris said.
"We'll see," Layla said again.
In truth, she really wanted to go. She needed to cut loose. She would love to see Edgar in the club with her. It made her get hot just thinking about it. She decided she'd try to convince Edgar when they got to the hotel.
Since they were staying three days in L.A. instead of the just one night, Discovery channel payed for a ritzy hotel for all of them.
The prospect of sleeping in a bed with Edgar without his family surrounding them was extremely exciting for Layla.
Layla finished her second beer as they left and quickly put some gum in her mouth before she leaned over and kissed Edgar as they walked back to the buses.
Layla didn't like kissing Edgar with alcohol breath. He would never say it but she knew it made him uncomfortable. He had been sober for three years now and she would not do anything to jeoperdize that.
They would be in L.A. in the morning and Layla tried to shake that feeling that something unpleasant was right around the corner waiting for her.
A/N: Getting into the good stuff, folks! Stick with me! Review! They keep me going!
