Although this is not my first time writing a Rookie Blue fic, it is my first time writing a Chris and Gail one. They are probably my second favorite couple on the show besides Andy and Sam of course. Doesn't it seem like the writers are going to have Dov come between them? I hope that doesn't last long. Anyway, enough of my ramblings. I hope y'all like it.


Gail hopped into the passenger seat of Chris's car.

"Oh, you're actually letting me drive for once?" Chris teased as he slid smoothly into the drivers spot.

"Shut up and drive before I change my mind," she said, but the smile she gave him softened her words.

Chris pulled out of the precinct and started driving towards the Penny. None of the cops were going to let a little something like a quarantine stop them from going to their favourite bar after shift.

Chris absentmindedly took Gail's hand in his as he drove, rubbing small circles with the pad of his thumb.

Gail closed her eyes, leaning her head against the seat. Being with Chris was so easy and she had never had anyone make her feel the way he did. He brought out a side of her that she normally kept hidden away from the rest of the world with lock and key. For once, she realized, she was actually happy.

Not too long after, Chris swung into a parking spot right next to Swarek's truck. Chris was shocked to see Andy climb out of the passenger seat and made a mental note to ask her about it later. Could it be that she had finally come to her senses and given in to Sam? He shook his head; it was unlikely. They were both so stubborn.

He turned to Gail. "Ready?" He hopped out and hurried to the other side of the car to hold open Gail's door, ignoring her protests.

"Such a gentleman," she said, accepting his hand and exiting the car.

Chris looked down at the watch on his wrist. "It's late, so let's not stay too long, alright?" he suggested. They still had to get up for shift tomorrow.

But Gail didn't do leaving early, something Chris was well aware of. Gail tried to loosen him up and he tried to rein her in, neither of which was working, but that didn't stop them from trying.

Gail reached up, unbuttoning two buttons on his shirt. "You need to lighten up, Officer," she said before crushing her lips to his.

His hands wrapped around her, holding her close and they both stopped only when they needed to come up for air.

"We should get inside," Chris said with a goofy smile on his face.

Gail giggled, seeing her bright red lipstick had left its mark on his own lips. "Whoops." She used her finger to wipe it off.

They walked through the door, entering the familiar chaos of the Penny after shift. It was something they both loved.

Gail maneuvered her way to the bar and Chris went to go sit beside Dov, who had managed to get there before them. Maybe it was their little stint in the locker room that had made them so late…

"Hey, Dov," Chris said, sitting down in between Dov and Traci.

"Hey, man," Dov replied. "Can you grab another pitcher?"

"Already got it covered," Gail said, suddenly appearing. "Oh and don't worry, I put it on your tab."

The rest of the table cracked up at Dov's expression.

Andy, hearing the commotion, broke off from Sam's side and came to join her crew.

Gail plopped herself on Chris's lap, and he placed a hand behind her back, keeping her steady.

Traci poured everyone a cup from the pitcher of beer in the middle of the table.

"To us rookies, for surviving our first ever quarantine1" Gail sang out.

"Here, here," echoed the others as they downed their cups.


Chris and Gail were each supporting Dov on one side as they made their way into the house. He had had just a little too much to drink that night.

They finally made it, stumbling through the front door under Dov's weight.

"I'm just gonna go to bed," Dov said, his words slurred.

Gail pursed her lips, resisting the urge to laugh. "I think that's a good idea," Chris said, looking away from Gail to keep from busting out laughing himself.

Dov started stumbling off to his bedroom- in the wrong direction.

"Dov, other way, you idiot!" Gail giggled.

"Right, right," he said, eyes squinted as he twirled around and eventually made it into his own bedroom, shutting the door.

"Remind me to check on him later," Chris said, shaking his head with a small smile.

"Oh yeah?" Gail said, wrapping her arms around Chris and sticking her hands in the back pockets of his jeans.

"Mmm," he said, kissing her.

They started backing up into the living room and Chris found the light switch, flicking it on.

"Hello, Christopher."

Gail screamed; obviously she hadn't noticed the figure who was now sitting on the couch. Chris hadn't either, but there was something about the voice that sounded so familiar…

"Chris…who's that?" Gail asked, hesitantly and with a tinge of panic in her voice. She looked up as his surprised face turned into a genuine smile as he placed who was sitting in front of them on his couch.

"Mom? What are you doing here?" Chris exclaimed, rushing over to hug his mother.

So this is Chris's mother, Gail thought to herself, her eyebrows knitted together and her red lipsticked mouth rounded in a little 'o.'

She couldn't get Ryan's – Chris's stepfather- words out of her head. It made her picture a 10 year old Chris standing with shaking legs on a chair for three hours.

At the hand of this monster now sitting before her.

Gail glared at the woman over Chris's shoulder, turned on her heel and stormed out.


There it is! I haven't been able to get Chris's mother out of my head since the episode of "Hearts and Sparks," which was really the inspiration of this whole story. I'll post the next chapter as soon as I can :)