So I decided to start another fic, something a little less drama filled and more fun. Not sure how long this is going to be or where exactly it is going to go yet, so take this as fair warning. Any prompts are welcomed.

As soon as Holly's front door was open, Gail made her way to her favorite spot, the kitchen. Opening up the fridge, Gail frowned. There was absolutely nothing good before her eyes. She moved the vegetables out of the way, searching for some left over Chinese food, or pizza, anything really.

"Holly, where is all of your food?" Gail shouted still buried in the fridge.

Instead of simply answering, Holly stepped into the kitchen and unceremoniously moved Gail out of the way. She pulled a couple things from the fridge and handed them to the demanding blonde. After receiving only a glare in return she relented.

"You know I don't keep junk food stocked. I tell you every time you come over."

Gail's glare did not diminish even slightly. "Yeah well, I was hoping you would get the hint by now. It's been a long day and nothing is open. I just want something to eat."

"Well I could make something for you. Maybe you could go take a bath or something in the meantime. Go relax."

Gail smiled in response but instead of accepting her friend's offer, she ushered her out of the kitchen. "No way. I've let you take care of me too much already today. Besides I need to keep my mind distracted right now. Go watch the Leafs game. You wouldn't shut up about having to miss it yesterday, so I'm sure you have it recorded. I'll cook."

Holly looked at her skeptically, but trudged off to the living room none the less, turning her DVR to the game that she had indeed recorded. She let her own thoughts stray, taking in the simplicity of the moment she was being offered. It had been a long and stressful day for both women.

After the first period she paused the game to go grab a beer out of the fridge, and for good measure placed an opened bottle on the counter for Gail as well. Gail however was in her own world, earphones in, working steadily along to whatever music she was listening to. Maybe she was right, and getting her mind off of the day was exactly what she needed. Holly was just glad she could offer Gail sanctuary from the events of the past 16 hours or so. They had grown to form a tight friendship in record time. Gail had come to be a frequent guest as of late, showing up at all hours demanding alcohol and trashy television, staying in her spare room most times. Holly had found a steady rhythm with her. It made her smile subconsciously. She turned her attention back to the game and let Gail finish preparing the meal.

Gail let her thoughts fall away. Away from the Ford brothers, and the state of her friend's wellbeing, away from her worries and doubts, away from everything. It wasn't often she cooked, but she found solace in it tonight. It wasn't that she was a bad cook; she actually could put together an impressive spread if she put the effort in, but usually she couldn't be bothered with the effort part of the deal. Tonight it was exactly what she needed. She let herself act on muscle memory, focusing solely on the music flowing through her. Every once in a while she caught her gaze drifting to the woman in the other room. She and Holly had been through a whirlwind of emotions today, and she was eternally grateful that she was being left to sort though it in her own time. Holly hadn't pushed to talk about the interrogation room kiss, instead letting them fall securely back into their friendship. It wasn't that Gail didn't want Holly as more than a friend. She knew her feelings for Holly went beyond pure friendship, but she appreciated that Holly knew that today was not the day to push.

"Holly, come grab a plate. I can't be expected to do all of the work." Gail shouted making her way out of the kitchen, plate full of food and fresh beer in hand. Holly in turn just gave her a shake of her head and one of those weird little half smiles as she passed. She returned a moment later with her own plate and beer and unpaused the game. Gail ate silently, watching as Holly would shout angrily at the refs every once in a while for their "bullshit" calls.

"Your neighbors are going to call the cops if you don't shut it Holly." Gail said nudging her elbow in the other woman's side in mock anger.

Holly just laughed and pushed Gail playfully. "Yeah right, these walls are ridiculously thick, like impenetrable thick. One time when there was a power outage, I tripped in the dark and knocked my whole bookcase over into the wall. I swore everyone would have thought I had lit off a cannon. I went to apologize to my neighbor Mark and he said he didn't hear a thing." And just like that, Holly resumed her attention to the television.

It wasn't until the game ended that Holly noticed that Gail had fallen asleep. She removed the blonde's feet from her lap carefully. It didn't take her long to clean up their mess from dinner and put the leftovers away. Gail could seriously cook. She made a mental note to herself so that Gail couldn't use 'not being able to cook' in the future. When she returned to the couch Gail was still in the same spot, and drooling. Holly was tempted to throw a blanket on her there so she didn't have to wake the woman, but she knew Gail would be sore in the morning if she let her sleep there. Instead she grabbed a t-shirt and shorts for Gail and placed them in her spare room. The bed was still unmade from two nights ago when Gail had last slept over. Holly woke Gail gently and dragged her into the other room, where Gail proceeded to face-plant herself fully dressed onto the bed. She only left when Gail promised she wouldn't sleep in her jeans on top of the bed, but would actually change and get in the bed. Holly made her way to her own room, set an alarm for the morning and fell asleep instantly.

The next morning fit right in with their usual routine. Holly woke up after an unwarranted amount of snoozes and went to start on the coffee. She then made her way to the spare bedroom where she was relieved to find Gail had been true to her promise. She made an earnest attempt to wake Gail peacefully (but when did that ever work). Instead she was forced to rip the blanket off and forcibly remove Gail from the bed. She had a feeling that would never change, no matter how many mornings she tried to wake her. Next came a hot shower and the inevitable rush to leave on time. As always, they didn't.

The day proved to be significantly less stressful than the day before, but she had a feeling Gail's was still pretty high up there. Luckily it went pretty fast, and both women were off at a reasonable time, so Gail met Holly at the morgue as she was finishing up.

"Hey Hols, you ready to get out of here? I need a drink."

"Yeah, just give me a sec and we can hit up The Penny." Gail nodded in reply and plopped herself down on a chair in the corner, letting her eyes wander the room. For some reason the first thing she wondered was how much everything in here cost. She was halfway through her internal list of estimates when Holly pulled her out of her trance, and dragged her from her seat. As they were approaching Holly's car, her phone rang. She pulled it from her pocket and tossed Gail the keys to the car as she answered.

Gail unlocked the doors and climbed in the driver's side. She did her best not to eavesdrop, but it was kind of impossible. Whoever it was surely had her attention because Holly was still speaking with them as Gail pulled into the parking lot of The Penny. Holly nodded towards the door, signaling that Gail should go ahead. She tossed Holly the keys and went inside.

It was fairly dead being midweek, and with 15 division in such poor condition. She looked around and spotted Chris at a table in the corner. A beer and a whiskey in hand she made her way over to him, sliding the beer across the table to him in offering.

"Hey Gail." It was apparent that he was not in a good place purely from his tone. She would never admit out loud how much she cared about her friends, but she couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken for Chris right now. He had it rough the past few years, between everything with them, and Denise, and Christian, and now this. Tonight she was determined to turn that around.

By the time Holly made an appearance 10 minutes later, she at least had gotten him to smile once. Upon seeing Holly's entrance though his mood immediately lightened. Chris and Holly had taken an instant liking toward each other, and if Gail was honest, she was a bit jealous over their bond. But now was not the time, they all needed a light evening.

Two hours later, the three of them were in a much better mood. Holly was doing her best to finish a story, but was having difficulties even forming words anymore through the fit of laughter. Gail had given up half way through when she realized that Holly was determined to tell Chris about the batting cages regardless of the accumulating threats of bodily harm Gail was throwing her way. Finally Gail found her perfect payback.

"Hey Holly, do you remember the time I made you watch The Conjuring?"

Holly instantly stopped laughing. "NO! Don't you dare Gail Peck."

Chris gave Gail an eager look, ignoring the apprehension on Holly's face.

Gail smirked at Holly before turning back to Chris. "Okay, so like what a week ago was it?" She turned to Holly, who nodded in confirmation. "So a week ago I was Holly's and we were looking for something to watch on TV and I came across The Conjuring on her On Demand. Well as you know I've wanted to see it and no one would go with me. So naturally I blackmailed Holly into watching it with me. By the way, your friend here…" Gail pointed over to Holly. "She is terrified of scary movies. Like severely. But anyways, so we were watching the movie and Ms. Fearless here has curled into the fetal position clinging onto my arm. And then my phone rings and she screams so fucking loud I swore there was an actual banshee in the room. I had to pause the movie I was laughing so hard."

At this point both she and Chris were laughing. "That isn't even the best part. After the movie is over, we go to bed. So I'm almost asleep when I hear this loud ass crash come from the living room. Naturally I go to investigate. I flipped the light on and what do I find? Holly lying on the floor next to her overturned coffee table with a spatula in her hand. Turns out, she thought she heard ghosts and was trying to make her way to the spare bedroom to get me and ran right into the coffee table knocking it and everything on it over."

"Ok, in my defense, it was completely dark." Holly interjected.

This just made Gail laugh harder. "It's not that you ran into the table that I find so funny. It's your choice of weapon. You could have grabbed a million different things. Don't you have a baseball bat in your room? But no, you grab a spatula. What is that going to do? Were you planning on making breakfast for all of the ghosts?"

At this, Chris and Gail burst into laughter. Holly just shoved Gail lightly in response. "Touché."

Once Chris was finally able to control himself he suggested they call it a night, seeing as all three of them had an early morning. They all agreed and made their way back out. Holly said her goodbyes and left, leaving Chris to take Gail home with him, seeing as she didn't have her car there. Before they even made it back Gail's phone lit up. She unlocked the screen and read the text.

Holly: Thanks to you, I am going to be awake all night thinking about ghosts.

Gail: Yeah well, you brought that on yourself, telling Chris about the batting cages.

Holly: Fair enough. You just won't be here to watch me make a fool of myself this time.

Gail: Dang, I guess I should have stayed with you again. Then again you probably would just keep me awake all night.

Holly: ?

Gail: You can't tell me if I was staying there you wouldn't make me stay in your room to keep you from getting scared

Holly: Maybe

Gail: Which of course would mean I would have to lay there all night listening to you go "what was that" every time the wind blows outside

Holly: Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Gail: So who were you on the phone with earlier?

Holly: Nosey much?

Gail: Duh

Holly: A friend of mine. She is getting married next weekend so we were finalizing her bachelorette party plans for this Saturday. Speaking of which, you have to come with me, to repay you for dragging me to a wedding.

Gail: Fine…but I have a feeling I am going to regret saying yes.

Holly: Well it is at a strip club so probably, but too late, you already said yes. Goodnight. :P

Gail: Wait, what?

Gail: Holly?

Gail: Holly seriously?

Gail: HOLLY!

Gail sighed realizing defeat. Chris pulled into his parking spot and they made their way upstairs. Gail climbed into bed letting her imagination wander to the trouble Holly was going to get her in this weekend.