A/N: I do not own Jake Anderson, Dave Millman or any of the Deadliest Catch Enterprise. I do however own Elsa Millman and all her fictional affiliates.

The Sun Will Rise Over the Sea

I had told Jake why I was sitting at the docks in the middle of the night, before he arrived. I didn't know how he would react to Josh; they always had a secret battle going on between them for some competitive reason.

"Jake it's no big deal, its over," I told him as we walked up the snow covered embankment, back to the bar to meet the rest of his crew.

"He fucking hurt you," he seethed through his clenched jaw.

I opened the door of the bar and instantly everything went quiet. You could hear the faint whispers of various men noting that Jake had survived his third trip at sea. But they all watched as Jake's eyes searched the room for Josh Harris.

Once their eyes locked Jake clenched his hand into a fist, his knuckles white and his eyes shot daggers at Josh, and Josh reacted by pushing his chair back and standing up.

"You better watch you fucking mouth Josh. Your daddy can't always bail you out!" Jake screamed at Josh.

Josh shook his head in cocky manner, and scuffed. "Seriously Anderson, you're a little prick who thinks he is this great deckhand but you are worth shit to this fleet. WE, no wait I HAVE been with Elsa from the day she came to Dutch Harbor. I have been her friend, her family and even her shoulder to cry on. But what the fuck makes you think that you can tell her LIES and fuck with her head!"

I was absolutely shocked; it was like Josh was just saying things to aggravate Jake. Jake went to step forward but I stopped him by putting my hand on his chest, "Jake no, it's not worth it." I whispered.

But before I could comprehend what was happening I was being pushed gently into someone's arms and Jake was lunging at Josh. Fists were flying, and the cracking of bone to bone was making my stomach turn. Jake pinned Josh against the floor and smashed his fist into his face.

Dave ran up to Jake and pulled him off while Edgar and Norman, the closest to Josh, held him back. "You low life bastard! You're just jealous because you can't hold a steady girlfriend with the whores you find!" Jake screamed at Josh. Josh lunged at Jake again but Edgar and Norman pulled him back.

"Enough both of you," Sig screamed at the mess.

I stood there in awe, I was afraid Jake might lose his job over this stupid fight. I walked over to Jake as he talked with Sig. Sig stepped aside once he noted my presence; he left Jake and me to be alone for a second.

"You're face is already starting to bruise," I told him. "How about we get out of here?" Jake looked up at me and smiled slightly and nodded his head. I turned around to find Dave and mouthed to him that I was heading back to the apartment, with his thumbs up I was out the door with Jake. Since Dutch Harbor isn't a big town, we walked back to my shanty apartment.

Once inside I set Jake on my bed and retrieved various first aid items, along with an ice pack.

"Here put this on your cheek, it will help with the swelling," I handed him the ice pack as he gently applied it to his cheek bone. I cleaned a few cuts and scrapes, he never once flinched.

"I'm sorry Elsa that isn't what I wanted to happen," Jake said silently to me.

"Actually, I felt pretty awesome," I said. Jake looked up at me with wondering eyes," Yeah that you defend my honor that much." Jake smiled at that comment.

"Are you feeling any pain?"

"I'm a crab fisherman, this little bruise is nothing to the bearing sea," he chuckled.

I sat next to him on the bed, as he turned his head to look at me better.

"I feel like the luckiest guy in the world right now," he told me his lips inching closer.

My mind raced; along with my heart and me lips ached for his again. As his lips brushed mine, I could feel the slight cut he had from the fight, but as his rough hands found the hem of my shirt I lost all control. I stood up and kept my lips locked on his. My body was in pure ecstasy, his hands in places my brother would defiantly not approve of. But I wanted it, more then I thought.

With him still sitting on the edge of the bed I brought my legs up around his waist and startled his toned body. I was towering over him, making his have to lean up to catch my lips but without hesitation he worked for it. His body fell back onto the soft mattress; his hands pulled me down with him. He pulled the thick Northwestern sweater off his body, leaving only a t-shirt. My shirt was on the floor next to the melting ice pack. Jake's lips trailed down my neck, then my collarbone. His hands were firm on my hips holding my body up as I arched my back. His knees were on either side of my body as he leaned over my body.

I let out a small moan, letting him know that he was doing everything right. I looked down at him as his kissed my stomach. He smiled back at me, he was so perfect. His hands found my jean button, then the zipper. As he pulled my pants off he let his hands run down the outside of my thighs. His rough skin against my smooth skin was amazing.

"Jake please doesn't stop," I told him as his mouth placed kisses above my panties.

"Oh, he better fucking stop, "came a familiar voice.