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Sorry this update has taken soooo long. I've been busy and also dealing with a serious case of writers block. It happens to all the great ones I suppose, lol jk. I also want to take the time to shout out , wildviolet,wishuy, narraizone, amc32 and Irish for the awesome reviews and support :) Anyway hope you enjoy this chapter and again sorry for the delay.

"Alright guys I'd say were good. Let's call it in." Sig announced through the loud hailer as the crew sorted through the last of their catch. It was four days since their offload at St. Paul and the crew had been in good spirits. It was always good to reconnect to the real world and enjoy themselves, no matter how momentary. Everyone quickly stripped their gear, made their way to the galley and sat down to a hot meal that was prepared by Matt.

After dinner was over, Natalia removed the dirty dishes from the table and placed them into the sink. She was about to wash them when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned around to see a smiling Jake with a plate full of food in his hands.

" I ate plenty at dinner Jake, but thanks." She said with a laugh.

Jake's grin broadened as he shook his head.

"It's not for you, it's for Sig. Why dont you take this up to him and let me do these." He said, gesturing his head towards the dirty dishes.

"You're the best Jacob." Natalia said, taking the plate from his hand and giving him a kiss on the cheek.

Since she'd gotten on the boat Natalia had been assigned to "dish duty" and it was needless to say that it was not her favorite chore. She stepped past Jacob and saw Edgar and Nick still sitting at the table. Though they were deep in conversation Edgar's eyes were on her. Natalia continued to walk past them, hoping to appear unphased by his beautiful face and made her way into the wheelhouse. As she made her way to the top of the stairs she found Sig leaning forward in his chair and rubbing his eyes roughly. When he looked up and spotted Natalia, or more appropriately, the plate of food in her hands, his eyes visibly brightened. She gave him his food and sat on the bench behind him in silence, watching as the Northwestern voyaged through the Bering Sea. About 20 minutes later Sig yawned loudly and rubbed his eyes, looking worn out.

"You want me to get someone to take the wheel?"

"No, I want you to take it."

"Me?" Natalia asked with surprise and delight.

"Yeah, you" Sig said with a smirk "You've done wheel watch when you worked on the lobster boats back in Maine right?"

"Yeah."

"Well it's basically the same procedure for a crab boat."

"Cool." Natalia said, jumping up excitedly.

Sig smiled at her enthusiasm, placed a lazy kiss on her forehead and began to make his way from the wheelhouse.

"I'll send Junior up in an hour to take over for you. I don't want you getting overwhelmed with excitement."

"Very funny." Natalia said, rolling her eyes which caused Sig to chuckle as he left the wheelhouse.

For the next hour Natalia was left to man the ship and was doing a good job of it, if she did say so herself. She heard footsteps creaking up the staircase and knew her replacement had arrived. Though she enjoyed wheel watch she also enjoyed sleep and was more than happy to trade places with the next guy. She temporarily closed her eyes as she leaned back into the captains chair, the need for sleep growing greater.

"Nat?" Edgar said from behind her, making her jump upright.

"I wasn't sleeping!" She said urgently and to her surprise Edgar gave her a small grin.

"Relax, I know. You're not in trouble or anything."

" Oh " She said, confused and then as an after thought said "I thought Jake was taking the wheel."

Natalia noticed that as soon as Jake's name was mentioned Edgar's smile disappeared.

"Change of plans." He muttered.

" Oh " she said again, rising akwardly from the captain's chair as Edgar took her place. She continued to stand beside him as he sat down, trying to decide what to say to him, if anything at all. She finally settled on a simple goodnight and turned to leave the wheelhouse.

"You like him."

"What?" She asked, turning back around to face him.

"You like Junior." He stated matter-of-factly, keeping his eyes on the Bering Sea.

"Who told you that?"

"Nobody has to tell me anything. I see the way you two are with eachother."

"Well then you need glasses."

Edgar turned to look at her, his face questioning.

"So you don't like him?"

Natalia's immediate response was to sat "no" but instead asked a question of her own.

"Why does it matter to you Edgar?"

He turned from her then, shrugging in response. Natalia rolled her eyes and decided to leave.

"Wait" Edgar said when he noticed her leaving "You didn't answer my question."

"You didnt answer mine."

Edgar sighed and ran a hand over his face.

"I care about you Nat.."

Natalia was elated, doing her best to refrain from smiling.

"When I look at you..." Edgar continued "I still see the kid who hung around the docks, helping prep the boat, seeing us off. You're still my little buddy and I just want to look out for you."

And with those words, as quickly as Natalia's happiness came, it left. She went from elated to deflated to downright irritated. Edgar read the emotions on her face and frowned in confusion.

"Good night Edgar." She said stiffly.

"What's the matter with you?"

"I am not a child!" She snapped so suddenly that Edgar's mouth dropped open at the outlash. "I'm not your little buddy!" Natalia said, continuing her rampage "I'm not the little girl hanging around the docks hoping to get a moment of your time! I'm a grown woman now incase you haven't noticed and-"

Natalia's rantings were soon interrupted by Edgar's lips capturing hers. She was momentarily stunned and didn't respond at first, but soon she found herself getting lost in his kiss and let out a low moan that was barely audible, even to her own ears. She wound her arms around Edgar's neck as he lifted her from the floor and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He placed her on the bench behind the captain's chair, and his mouth left her lips and started exploring the base of her neck to the curves of her voluptuous breast. Natalia shuddered slightly at the feel of Edgar's mouth eveloping her nipple. She ran her hand through his hair and breathed heavily. Edgar began to tug at her sweatpants, and slipped his hand inside her panties, slowly inserting a finger inside of her. She was tighter than he'd expected and if he didn't know any better he'd swear she was a...

"Ouch." Natalia said in a small voice yet Edgar heard her. He stopped to look into her eyes, trying to read her expression.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." She said, a little too reassuringly. Edgar looked at her a moment longer before shrugging off his suspicions and resuming action.

"Ow, shit." Natalia muttered, clenching her teeth together. Edgar stopped what he was doing again, looking her dead on in her eyes.

"Natalia, what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Edgar was not buying it in the least and the look he gave her said as much. Natalia sighed heavily and looked away from his gaze.

"It's just that...I...Well I'm... Im a..."

Suddenly it dawned on Edgar and he took his finger from inside of her.

"You're...a virgin?"

Natalia nodded her head and it was clear that she was embarrassed by her lack of experience. It all made sense to Edgar now as to why she was so tight and why when he fingered her she was uncomfortable. "She doesn't even masterbait!" Edgar thought frantically, feeling like the biggest pervert of all time. This proved more than anything how much of an innocent she still was and for a brief moment when Edgar looked at Natalia, he saw the child he once knew sitting in front of him, looking shy and insecure. He backed away from her and resumed his position in the captain's chair, his back to her. It was completely silent in the wheel house for several moments.

"Edgar...?"

"You should leave...Get some sleep."

His voice was devoid of emotion and Natalia sighed heavily but said no more. She left the wheelhouse, went to her stateroom and jumped into her bed, no longer feeling tired but instead depressed and a little sore between her legs. Meanwhile up in the wheel house, Edgar was mentally kicking himself for letting things go so far between Natalia and himself.

"She's a virgin! She doesn't finger herself! The girl orders root beers in a bar for fuck's sake! She is a child! and you Edgar are a bad, bad, dirty old man.." Edgar groaned outwardly, feeling lower than dirt.

"I just defiled the Virgin Mary."