Hey everyone the title for this makes sense if you know the Lea Michele song, it's from Holly's perspective but the song would be from Gail's? I hope that isn't too confusing oops.

I'm not sure about how to get into Gail's head just yet so this will be my first fic that doesn't change perspective woohoo!

I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: for reals tho if I owned rookie blue there'd be lotslotslots more Gail/Holly hehe

"HOLLY STEWART WHY ARE THERE TOMATOES IN MY FRIDGE!?" I roll over at the sound of my abnormally loud girlfriend yelling and I hope if I just put my head under the pillow it just might go away...

"Holly!" I was wrong. And now it appears the yelling has travelled to the bedroom. Ugh.

"Gail, please, I'm tired!"

"Holly," She's quieter this time and I can feel the bed move as she kneels onto it. "I am very extremely allergic to tomatoes. You know this. You are a doctor, you do not forget things like this." As much as she may be angry, I can hear the teasing lilt and play along.

"Really? You know, Gail I wasn't quite sure, thanks for reminding me!" I finally lift my arm from my eyes to find her still kneeling on the foot of the bed, with her arms folded.

"Oh, Gail I really am sorry! I just thought it would be okay if you didn't eat them!" She pouts at this, not unusual for the child she really is.

"Holly you will make a disgusting vegetable thing-" "I believe they call it a salad." "Whatever, and you will put that foul vegetable-" "Fruit." "I don't care. You will put that foul FRUIT into it and you will try to make me eat it because you will forget because you eat disgusting vegetables and I will die. Is that what you want Holly?" I know she's only teasing but still my heart flutters when she says that. To be the girlfriend of a police officer is to constantly worry about that, the least I could do is make a safe home for her.

"Never. I'll go and throw them out now okay?" I start getting out of bed, but suddenly I'm pinned down by a very Gail-like weight.

"No need." she whispers in my ear, "I already burned the offending object."

"Gail. If you want to keep living here you cannot set fire to things just because you do not like them. What'll happen to my closet?!"

"No Holly you misunderstand. I REALLY like you wearing your clothes. Very much. However imagine one day you eat a tomato and then I enter the room. You just won't be able to control yourself, I mean look at me, and you'll kiss me, et voila. Allergic reaction. I would very much not like to have an allergic reaction from kissing you."

Just because I can I kiss her then. I reach up and pull her down to me and kiss her hard. Our teeth clash but it doesn't matter. I need to prove her wrong.

I break away and say, "Gail. You. Will. Never. Not. Be. Able. To. Kiss. Me." punctuating every word with a kiss.

"Holly."

"Yes Gail?"

"Are you ready?" This confuses me. Gail never asks for permission to do anything, and I'm actually worried about my safety.

"What for?" I ask with trepidation.

"I love you." the confusion doesn't end.

"Yes I know Gail? I love you too? What is it?"

"I've never said that before and meant it. No one has ever loved me back. You love me even though I'm mean and horrible," I raise my eyebrows at her at this, "No, Holly I am. You know that. You laugh at me instead of yelling. I love you. You make me feel less of a horrible person. Like I can be loved." I don't know what's brought this on, she's not always so open about her feelings.

"Gail, what's wrong?"

"Holly I love you so much. I've been trying to do this for a while actually but now I've got you here you can't run away." She reaches inside her shirt and pulls out a necklace with two rings on it. Oh my god.

"Holly I want to marry you. No one else will love me like you do. I could never love anyone else like I love you. Marry me."

"Only if you marry me first." her face brightens when I say this, like she's genuinely surprised.

"Gail Peck I love you so goddamn much I'll never leave you, silly. But really, the necklace?"

"I had to put them somewhere you wouldn't find!" She whines when I laugh.

"Gail are you serious. You thought THERE was somewhere I wouldn't go? I'm not sure if you've been paying attention. But I'm very, very gay. And you, are very, very hot." I say this as I start to unbutton her shirt, her eyes start to darken above me.

"Holly I can't do this now! As much as I want to, and believe me I really want to. I have work!"

"Gail you cannot leave me like this. You propose to me and run out the door, I might have to run away with the maid!"

"Holly don't be silly, I'm much hotter than the maid. If you're super quick I'll buy you breakfast on my way in. Hurry up! Up! Arriba!" We don't even have a maid but I jump out of bed when she starts throwing clothes at me and I'm forced to disregard how she knows only one word in Spanish, to get dressed. She leaves the bedroom to get her things together so I yell through,

"You'll have to make this up to me later you know!"

"Oh believe me Holly. I will!" I grin as I zip up my pants and grab my boots to join my fiancee in leaving. My fiancee. Wow. I could get used to that. Gail Peck, my fiancee.

I'll maybe make it longer than a oneshot? Let me know if you want more please!

Once again, y'all know what I want!

(Italian food. Stat. Also reviews don't go amiss!)