A/N: I didn't realize that this was the chapter. We're about to go sailing guys/gals! I'm genuinely excited. The voyage was one of my favorite parts to write. I can't wait to see what you guys/gals think about it. As always favs, follows, and reviews are appreciated. Enjoy.

Chapter 13

Dipper woke to a smell that is almost completely foreign to him. He could smell a little smoke, but there was something else. He sniffed the air a little. A hint of spice? Dipper opened his eyes, and inhaled deeply. Steak! he thought. It was a very rare occasion that Dipper's family had steak. His mouth watered at the memory of it. Pacifica stirred noticing Dipper was no longer in his sleeping position. She stretched and inhaled deeply. "Smells like we're having steaks tonight," she stated.

Dipper's stomach growled and he said, "I haven't had steak in a long time."

Pacifica crawled toward her boyfriend and wrapped her arms around his midsection resting her head next to his stomach. "Shhh, don't fuss little one you'll be full and very happy in no time," Pacifica said with a kiss.

"Did you just console my growling stomach as if it was a child?"

"Maybe."

Dipper smiled at her. "You're going to be a great mom."

"That is a long long way off. Now let's go make sure they cook them the way we like."

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The two exited the room and the full smell of the cooking steaks gently caressed their nostrils. Pacifica looked out over the living room. Her father was still nowhere to be seen, but her mother had turned on the TV and was watching the news. As Pacifica and Dipper made there way down stairs Priscilla was momentarily draw away from the TV. "Oh you two weren't up so I told Rupert to cook your steaks medium rare like you like it," she said looking at her daughter, "and medium for you Dipper since I didn't know how you like your's."

"Thats perfect I prefer mine medium," he said turning to Pacifica. "How can you eat your steak still cold?" he asked the heiress.

"At least mines not tough like an old shoe," she quipped with a smile.

"No, it's as tender as my love for you and as cold as your heart," Dipper joked.

"Oh if that's the case maybe you can just find another room to sleep in tonight," she said, giving a fake threat.

"Hmm you win this round Ms. Northwest," Dipper said conceding.

"Such a good boyfriend," she said giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Is dad still at the marina?"

"He said he was on his way," Priscilla answered. "Are you two ready for tomorrow?"

"Actually we are going to have to do a little packing after dinner," Pacifica answered as she sat down on the couch with Dipper.

"How do you two plan on making Jeremy jealous?"

Pacifica choked on her own spit when she heard what her mom had asked. "How did you know?" she asked.

"Oh come now you obviously don't like him, and he's not the type to take no for an answer," Priscilla said with a sly smile.

Dipper threw his head back and laughed. "You sure are an observant woman Mrs. Northwest."

Priscilla continued her smile. Pacifica was befuddled. "Jeez mom did you know I was dating Dipper before I told you?"

"I guessed you were dating someone, but I didn't know who."

"Back to your original question. We are planning for me to just ignore him, and show little interest in anything he has to say," Pacifica informed her.

"Yeah he kind of already hates me," Dipper informed her.

"Well my advice to you sweetheart is to just treat Dipper like he's your boyfriend."

"I plan on doing that anyways," Pacifica said looking back over her shoulder at her love.

They all quieted down and watched the news a little. Priscilla had a question, but thought it might be a little inappropriate. Ehh they're both adults, and it would be fun to see their reactions, she thought. "So you two were upstairs quite a long time. You weren't fooling around were you?" Priscilla pryed.

Pacifica's face went beet red. "Mom!"

"Nope, she still has her 'V' card," Dipper said in complete deadpan.

"DIPPER!" Pacifica shouted.

"What? Your mom is obviously extremely worried about your sex life so I was just catching her up."

"Well honestly I'm very surprised at both of your self control," Priscilla added.

"Cif wanted to wait till I'm eighteen before we go all the way."

"Oh my gosh I cannot believe my mother and my boyfriend are having this conversation!" Pacifica practically yelled.

"Cif relax look we're just joking. Your mom wanted to gauge our reaction to her question, and we gave her nothing. She doesn't know whether I'm lying or not," Dipper said trying to calm her down.

About that time Preston walked in. "Alright not another word you two," Pacifica ordered. She looked to her father as he entered through the front door. "Are we all ready for tomorrow?"

"Yep, hired a crew and some people to work the bar and kitchen while we're out. Then me and the skipper checked every safety device on board," he informed them.

"I'm so excited for tomorrow!" Pacifica exclaimed.

Preston smiled. "You've never been this excited before about going out on the yacht." Pacifica stopped and blushed a little. Preston gave a small chuckle. "I'm only kidding. I'm happy that you found someone that makes you look forward to doing something you've done a hundred times."

Pacifica looked at her father like it was the first time she had ever seen him, and hugged him. Preston looked over his daughter's shoulder at Dipper and gave him a nod. Dipper smiled and nodded back. Priscilla watched in surprised silence. She would be lying if she said her long time husband didn't just make her heart melt a little. The moment was interrupted by Rupert announcing that dinner was served. The four made their way into the kitchen, and seated themselves. Dipper looked down at his plate. Steak! he thought, but what else was there? Next to the steak was a pile of garlic creamed potatoes garnished with parsley, and grilled lemon pepper asparagus. I must have died and gone to heaven, or I'm still asleep up in Pacifica's room. He picked up his steak knife and poked himself with it. Nope! Definitely awake! Dipper then cut into his food and ate away.

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The family finished their meal. All had pleasantly content faces. Rupert had reappeared and was now clearing the bar. "My compliments Rupert that was the best meal I've had in a long time. Scratch that. Ever." Dipper complimented the man.

"You're too kind," Rupert commented.

"No, he's probably serious," Pacifica piped up.

"Where did you learn to cook?" Dipper asked.

Rupert smiled and gave into conversation. "Austin, Texas."

"Wait, Your name and that accent are not from Texas," Preston declared.

"You're right sir. I was born and raised most of my life in London. Then my father got assigned as a military adviser to the U.S. government. He was stationed at Fort Hood in Texas. I didn't feel like following in my father's footsteps and being a soldier, so after high school I joined a culinary school in Austin and worked many high profile restaurants in the area before moving west."

Dipper looked down the bar. "Well now we know why he can cook such a mean steak."

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After dinner Pacifica and Dipper retreated back up the stairs to her quarters, and proceeded to pack a bag each for the next two days. "So what exactly do I need to bring?" Dipper asked.

"Well obviously some trunks. A few shirts and shorts. Flip-flops. Just pretend you're going to camp out by a pool for a couple days," Pacifica thought out loud.

"Sounds good to me."

"Oh and never take anything on a boat you're not willing to lose."

"Well then I guess we're going to have to stay here," Dipper said calmly. Pacifica looked at him confused. "Well I can't take you on the boat, and if you're not there then I'm not going," he said jokingly.

"I guess that's a chance we're both going to have to take," she sighed.

The two spent the next few minutes packing their bags, and then turned to each other not sure what to do next. "The night is still young. What do you want to do?" Dipper asked.

"How about I curl up in your arms and we watch a movie?" Pacifica proposed.

"That sounds great," Dipper began. Pacifica smiled and moved toward the nightstand, "but where are we—" Pacifica pushed one of the buttons on the nightstand and a TV rose out of the kickboard of the bed. "Well thats cool."

"This way if we fall asleep we're already in bed," she smiled. "I'll go get changed you pick out a movie," she said handing him a laptop with the same movie database on it as the one at the Northwest estate before she walked into the bathroom. Dipper watched her hips sway till the door closed, and then turned his attention to finding a movie.

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Pacifica removed her make up then washed her face thoroughly. She looked at herself in the mirror. She studied how blan her eyes looked with out the cosmetics. She smiled thinking about how Dipper still thought she was just as beautiful without makeup. Pacifica felt so lucky to have someone she could truly be herself around. She looked at the sexy sleepwear she brought for an early night like this, and smiled. After she dried her face properly she put her hair up in a loose bun, and she donned the sleepwear.

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Dipper had found what he thought would be the perfect date night movie. Casablanca, it had enough action for him and enough romance for Pacifica. He queued up the movie and changed into some pajama pants and a basic t-shirt. He crawled back into bed, and waited for Pacifica to join him.

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Pacifica stood on the other side of the door. Her heart was a flutter. Come on Pacifica get a hold of yourself. You've both seen each other naked before this isn't any different. God, why am I so nervous. This reminds me of our first time. She smiled remembering the event. Pacifica took a deep breath and opened the door. Dipper was sitting up in the bed checking his phone when he looked up. His mouth didn't seem to quite make it up to the same level as the rest of his head had. Pacifica posed in the doorway for him. She wore a purple diaphanous nightgown and matching opaque panties. He could see everything her underwear wasn't covering. He closed his mouth to swallow. "I suddenly feel far overdressed," he stated.

Pacifica smiled loving the reaction she warranted from him. She seductively walked to the bed. "Well I like to get my best man a present every once in awhile," she purred.

"This is a dangerous game you play Ms. Northwest."

"So what movie are we watching?" Pacifica asked as she snuggled up as close as physics would allow two bodies to be.

"Umm… Well I chose Casablanca," Dipper said his eyes still transfixed.

"I've never seen that."

Dipper forced himself to look away. "Well good, neither have I."

He started the movie. As the film played on Dipper found it increasingly hard to keep his eyes on the movie. It frustrated him because he genuinely wanted to watch the movie, but eventually he gave in to his urges.

"Well I picked the wrong movie," he proclaimed. Dipper grabbed the top of the sheets and comforter, and pulled them up. He rolled over on top of his girlfriend, and looked into her eyes and said, "I don't care if they hear us." Pacifica disappeared under the covers with a giggle.

A/N: That last part was what I meant when I said I didn't realize this was the chapter. Yes they finally had sex in story. No it's not their first time. Oh and about my the reference I was talking about a couple chapters ago. I really didn't think anybody would recognize it honestly. I just wanted to see if anyone did. The reference is from Once Upon a Time in the West. It was one of the last things Cheyenne says and does to Jill McBain before he succumbs to his gun shot wound to the gut at the end of the movie. Please culture yourselves and go watch it. It's argued as the best western of all time.