Jessica sat on the bridge starring out in to the vast seas ahead with the sun setting. She had drawn the short straw and landed on duty watch in home port. It was the most boring part of Navy watch and the dullest watch ever. 12 hours of doing practically nothing as being in home port with port security doing a patrol meant they were fairly secure with hardly any chance of anything happening. She looked down at her watch it was showing 18:15, sighing she had only being on watch for 15 minuets and still had another 11 and ¾ hours to go. This was going to be a long boring night

Sitting her self in the captains chair she picked up a pair of binoculars that were lay on the side. Staring out in to the darkness beyond her as predicted she could see a big fat nothing. Sighing she wished she could be at home, curled up with a good book or watching a film. She was so buisy daydreaming out of the window she failed to see Dutchy walking on to the bridge behind her.

"SEAMAN BIRD!" he called asserting his authority as Petty Officer but still trying to stifle laughs "just what do you think you are doing"

Jessica jumped out of the seat turning to face him. "err umm..." her mind going in to overdrive trying to think of a excuse "umm Playing I-spy" she grinned

Smiling he grinned stepping towards her." On your own?" he questioned

"yeah its quite fun" she cringed why couldn't she think of a better answer. "at least I always win"

He laughed handing her a thermos of coffee. "so how does it actually work"

" it doesn't. I am loosing 2-1 to my self" she let out a laugh at her self

He laughed again, rolling his tongue across his lip. "how about a match with me"

"umm okay. I spy with my little eye something beginning with C" she smiled grinning over her coffee cup.

"C?" he questioned looking round the bridge. There were several things beginning with C on the bridge. Communications, consoles chairs. He looked at her trying to read her like his training had taught him. It was clear what she had chosen. After a few seconds he smiled "coffee?" he asked

"how the hell did you get that so quick" she exclaimed

"didn't you know I am psychic" he grinned as she took it in believing him. "well that and your poker face is rubbish. Just don't play poker with 2-dads he will absolutely rinse you for all you have got"

"DAMN!" she laughed "okay your turn"

"your on. I spy with my little eye something beginning with Q"

"Q?" she questioned looking round

"yeah Q" he smiled at her

Looking around the bridge she couldn't really see anything that began with Q. Thinking for a few seconds. "Queen" she piped up

"nope she is hung in the office and Brian May is defiantly not onboard" he smiled

She looked at him with a blank expression.

"Brian May, the lead guitarist in the band Queen. You must know we will rock you"

She still looked blank.

"I think we need to work on your taste in music chicken legs" he grinned "anyway back to the game, anything else to guess"

"is it actually visible" she huffed getting frustrated. He was making this hard for her.

"yes. That is generally the idea of I-spy. That you can see the thing" he smiled looking over at her.

2 hours later she was still trying to guess and had been unsuccessful. It wasnt the quarter deck and there was nothing else she could see that began with Q. He on the other hand found it amusing that she was getting more and more wound up.

"can I just have a small clue?" she pleaded

"a small clue. Okay. You walk along it every day you come on to the ship"

"that's a big help anything else you can tell me?" she asked

"nope that's your lot" he smiled "give up yet?" he poked his tongue out at her,

"yes" she sulked pulling her bottom lip up

"Quay!" he grinned pointing out of the window at the just visible quayside

"that's not fair you cant even see the quay!" she protested

"ah but you could 2 hours ago before sun set."

Sitting down Jessica looked out the window. She could just make out the thick bright yellow line panted along the edge to stop people falling in. She looked over to Dutchy who was radioing port security with the 20:00 check in. It was weird he was the only person on the ship she felt like she could truly be her self with. If she had been with 2-dads or one of the others then she would never have admitted to playing I-spy with her self. They would have taken the mick or worse but he had laughed with her rather than at her out of the window she caught a glimpse of a shooting star, closing her eyes she made a wish.

He looked over seeing her lips moving in silence he smiled. She had so many little quirks. Wishing on a shooting star, playing a solo game of I-spy, not touching slimy sea food but perfectly happy to wolf down a plate of sushi and calamari. It was one of the things he loved about her.

so I came up with this after listing to one of my favourite Taylor swift songs 'i'm only me when I'm with you. I think that bird is genuinely being her true self around Dylan. hope you enjoy and let me know what you think.