– Refuse to lose -
So I got this weird idea to write an AU Golly soccer fic! I know! Soccer! Wtf right? Apologies in advance :D This might just stay as a one or two-shot depending how it goes and what you think (should I continue or not).
I've wanted to write something for Golly for a while now. Just love them (even though their relationship or lack there of on the show at the moment might be a little.. disappointing imo). This is my first Rookie Blue / Gail and Holly fic and that means.. Lower your expectations, if you have any :P
Also I know nothing about soccer in Canada. So creative license there (making most up). I play soccer myself for fun, but I'm surely no expert and the terminology in English might be off. So just please bear with me. I'd like to point out though, that this story won't concentrate on soccer! It's just the background for me to play with Golly.
FYI English is not my first language, but I hope there aren't too many off-putting grammatical or other mistakes here. No beta so all the mistakes are my own.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything.
M-Rated for some SMUT. Take it as a warning, if you want ;) Genre: romance with a dash of angst and humor I guess.
Aaand here we go :)
xoxo
The final match of the Women's Golden Cleat Tournament in Montreal had just ended. The winning team, the Toronto Rockets, were all smiles as they giddily made their way back to their locker room. The players were giving each other high-fives and gentle shoulder bumps in their celebration. As the team filed in and finally settled on the benches in their locker room their coach Oliver Shaw came in closing the door behind him.
"Come on girls settle down! Settle down." Oliver boomed, but with a wide smile on his face. "A few words.. Great game, great tournament overall. I couldn't be more proud of you. All of you. We refused to lose! The opposing teams here this week were tough, but we were tougher! We are tough together!" He stated receiving loud cheers and whoops from everyone.
"You're really getting into your speech aren't you coach?" A blond smirked after the cheering died down. "Deep stuff. Maybe little cheesy, but touching never the less."
"Shut it Peck." The coach ordered, but his lips were tugging up. "This was a good warm-up for the upcoming season. In less than two months we will be starting the national champion series. We have to keep training hard. We have to strive for our best. This was a great win, but we want more. Right?" He went on.
"Yeah!" The team roared in unison.
"As you all know from our last team meeting.. Everyone present is continuing on the team for the next season. All we need is a.."
"Another goalkeeper." Midfielder Andy McNally pointed out seriously. "Sorry Luck, but you won't last the whole season alone."
"I know." The dark haired goalkeeper sighed. She hoped they would get someone nicer than Erica, who was nasty at best, but to her co-goalkeeper she was a bitch.
"A keeper yes, but you girls don't need to worry about that. I heard from the higher-ups that negotiations are on the way with.. someone." Oliver finished vaguely.
"Who?" Traci Nash asked. "I play defense. I want to know who we are getting behind us."
"I'm not at liberty to say at this point." The coach shrugged apologetically.
"That's bull." Gail Peck the team's striker huffed with an over the top eye roll.
"I can't and I won't comment on the issue as it is not yet finalized." Oliver snapped and continued before Gail could cut in again. "But if we get the keeper we are currently in talks with, I'm sure nobody will be disappointed."
"So she's a big name? Or a future promise? What team does she.." Gail rattled on.
"Shut it Peck. Stop fishing. I'll tell you, when I have something concrete on this." Oliver sighed shaking his head, before smiling again at the women. "That's all ladies! Peck, Nash hit the showers and be quick. You need to be in front of the press in thirty."
"Shit. Coach, why do I have to go?" Gail moaned pitifully. "Traci is our captain she can do it alone." She patted Traci on her back.
"You're the leading scorer in this tournament. They'll want to hear from you too. Hustle up." The coach clapped his hands in a shooing motion.
"Now all of you, go out and party! You deserve it. We'll be flying home tomorrow at 3pm. So don't miss our flight. Have a great evening girls! That's an order!" He hollered with a wave as he exited the room.
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The Montreal 'Border' club was bustling. It was close to the hotel where many of the women's football tournament's teams were staying. Music was pumping loudly and inebriated people were crowding the dance floor bouncing around. The Rockets had come in together as a group, but now two hours later they had separated and spread out inside the club. Traci was sitting with Gail at the bar, both nursing their drinks.
"So are you seeing anyone?" Traci asked hoping Gail would be tipsy enough to share personal stuff.
"No. And I'm not drunk enough yet for any heart to hearts." Gail smirked glancing at her friend. "I've only had two beers."
"Wanna talk about my love life?" Traci teased tapping a finger on her chest over her heart.
"No way! Are you nuts?!" Gail shuddered in mock horror. "You're dating my brother! I don't need to hear about that. Stevie and Tracie.. Gross." She gagged before taking a sip from her beer and scanned the club with her eyes.
"Aww, don't be like that. I wanna share. Steve and I.. We were on a weekend getaway the other week. You never asked about that. The resort was so gorgeous and.. You're not listening to me." Traci noted narrowing her eyes. The blond was staring reverently at a woman wearing a tight fitting red tank top with a black button-up draped over it. A woman who was not even looking their way. Gail was totally zoning out. Traci punched Gail's arm with her fist.
"Ow, what the hell!" Gail snapped rubbing her arm. "I'm gonna get a bruise you asshole!"
"You were ogling some random chick, while I am talking to you." The dark skinned woman chided pursing her lips. "Who has got you drooling?"
"Her." Gail subtly pointed to a beautiful brunette on the other end of the bar. "Hot. Looking all nerdy and.. hot with those glasses. And.. everything." She husked finishing her beer with a big gulp.
"Everything? I bet you love the cleavage too." Traci scoffed mischievously. "Never knew you had a thing for sexy librarian types."
"I do now. Look at her. Look." Gail swallowed with darkened eyes. "Look." She repeated huskily.
"I am looking." Traci rolled her eyes at the blond's apparent infatuation. "Jeez.."
"I need to.. talk to her." Gail mused out loud.
"Talk? Right." Traci let out a little laugh. "You know, she looks familiar. I can't see her that well though, but.." She craned her neck to get a better view. "There are a lot of players here tonight. So it's likely that we've seen her on the field this week."
"Yeah.. Would that get complicated? To meet her out on the field someday. I just want to have fun." Gail met Traci's eyes briefly.
"Haven't you had enough fun?" Traci said slightly disapprovingly. "Gail?"
"I'm not girlfriend material you know that Trace." Gail said flippantly, but her eyes revealed her hurt. "And it's true. All my relationships have gone down the toilet. Most sooner than later.." She shrugged.
"I know Nick said that and he was an asshole. What does he know? Besides it's been years already. He was just trying to hurt you, because you turned him down. You should just let it go.. I know you haven't had the best of luck in the dating pool or whatever, but.. You should at least try to.. really connect with someone." Traci ended softly.
"I'll connect with her tonight." Gail said resolutely pointing at the brunette leaning on the bar.
"Gail.." Traci sighed.
"Trace.. I'll work on it okay? I'm just not ready for anything serious." Gail said squeezing her friend's arm gently.
"Okay. Go talk to her." Traci relented and watched Gail take a deep breath, before disappearing to the crowd and making her way to the woman she'd been ogling at.
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Gail took another deep breath setting her sights on the alluring woman. She forced herself to be calm even though her heart was thudding restlessly inside her chest. She knew Traci thought she was some sort of playgirl, but she really wasn't. Sure she had fun once in a while, even one night stands, but not as often as her friend probably guessed. Usually Gail just pushed people away. She wasn't didn't want to let anybody behind her walls. The walls she'd put up in order to protect herself from heartbreak.
And Gail certainly didn't pick up anyone. Ever. Her cool, bitchy aura was obviously appealing to many and she only had to pose and wait and people flocked to her. She had the power to choose. But now for some reason, she felt compelled to approach this woman. This beautiful, long haired tall brunette, before anyone else here got their hooks in her. Gail had to make the first move. And that made Gail extremely nervous. She raked her eyes over the brunette leaning on the bar. The brunette, who hadn't noticed her yet. The woman was looking at the dance floor, while softly swaying her hips to the beat.
"Hey." Gail croaked out, when she was close enough. She cleared her throat. "Um.. Hey." She repeated more clearly.
"Oh." The brunette turned to face the blond. "Hey." She smiled lightly as her eyes subtly roamed on the blond.
"So.. Um.. Can I buy you a drink? Ah, do you come here often?" Gail blurted quickly, before blushing in embarrassment. Oh gods, I hope Traci isn't watching this train wreck. I'd never hear the end of it, she fretted. I need to work on my pick-up lines. And I need to calm down and let her say something. "Would you like to dance?" For the love of God – stop talking! The blond commanded herself. Just stop!
"Wow. That was good. Very smooth." The brunette let out a tinkling laugh with a teasing glint in her brown eyes. "You can. Thank you. And.. I've been here before. And yes, I'd like to dance." She adjusted her glasses with an index finger, while peering into Gail's eyes.
"Right.. good.. I'm sorry, I'm bad at this. Obviously. I just.." Gail stammered cringing slightly. What the hell is wrong with me! I'm usually much more smooth than this.. I hope, the blond sighed inwardly.
"Hey.. I was only teasing. It's okay. I'm Holly." Holly extended her hand.
"Gail." Gail took the brunette's hand shaking it gently.
"Nice to meet you Gail." Holly smiled. "So that drink?"
"Yes.. Of course." Gail nodded trying to catch the eye of the bartender.
"You know for future reference sciency pick-up lines work on me."
"Sciency?"
"You know like 'You're so cute you make my zygomaticus muscles contract'." Holly gave Gail a soft smile and the blond swooned.
"What now? What muscles?"
"These." Holly gently traced her finger on Gail's face. "The muscles that make you smile."
"Oh gods, you're a nerd." Gail scoffed with a little grin to hide the shiver caused by the brunette's touch.
"Guilty as charged." Holly smirked, before turning to the barkeep. "A rum and coke please."
"A beer for me." Gail added. "Besides you're talking to me now Holly. After the most generic pick-up lines there are." Gail said nonchalantly to Holly, while paying the drinks
"Touché." Holly lifted her glass.
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After a few hours of talking of nothing too personal and dancing Gail had gradually gotten her courage and smoothness back. She enjoyed Holly's company, which was the first for her in a long time. She was also feeling exceptionally horny having had her hands on Holly while they danced. The other woman had a killer body, which she showed off in tight fitting black jeans and that top and blouse. Gail had wanted to kiss her, when their hot bodies had grinded together to the beat of the music, but copped out settling in hesitantly nibbling Holly's neck with her lips, which the brunette seemed to enjoy judging by the soft sounds she was making.
Holly pulled away with great difficulty saying she needed a drink. The blond was driving her crazy with want grinding on her and trailing her soft lips on her neck. Holly was all hot and bothered. She knew Gail. Well, she knew of her. They hadn't talked about soccer much and Holly had no idea if Gail knew who she was, but Holly was aware that the blond was the star striker of the Toronto Rockets. They would surely meet on the soccer field sooner or later. So hopping into bed with her would lead to.. Awesome sex, Holly guessed. That would be worth the future awkwardness on the playing field. Right? Or not.
"We could go to your place to talk or.. something?" Gail suggested as they made their way towards the bar bringing Holly out of her thoughts.
"What? My place?" Holly almost squealed stopping mid-stride making Gail bump into her exhaling an 'oomph'. "We can't. No. Not possible. Sorry. Just.. No." The brunette turned around her wide panicked eyes finding Gail's.
"Why? You do have a hotel room right since your visiting?" Gail asked baffled. She usually didn't invite anyone in her room or apartment, let alone her bed. It was her space. She was happy to be the one to sneak out in the wee hours of the morning. But she really wanted to spend more time with Holly. Maybe she could make an exception. Just for Holly. "Oh right. You have a roommate?" She guessed.
"No.. Um.. It's just that.. I'm staying with my parents. Alright? They live here in Montreal.. And uh.. Yeah. I'm staying with them. So we really, really can't go there. That would be super awkward. Not to mention weird. You know. Meeting the parents like this.. And I just.." Holly rambled until she got cut off with Gail's lips pressing on hers.
A small moan escaped from Gail's lips as her mouth found Holly's. Her hands grabbed hold of the brunette's hips pulling the woman flushed against her body. Their lips molded together. Both women's eyes fluttered shut as their kiss deepened.
"Um.. Sorry." Gail murmured huskily, when she managed to pull away a little. "You just.. You had to stop talking." She added softly, idly thinking how cute the rambling woman really was. And Gail didn't like ramblers or chatterboxes.
"I.. I won't say another word." Holly whispered with hooded eyes and leaned in to steal another kiss.
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The women stumbled into Gail's hotel room. It had been difficult for Gail to get the door unlocked as she was distracted with Holly's hands kneading on her ass.
"You got a roomie?" Holly glanced around the room detaching her lips from Gail's for a moment. The blond's kisses were addictive. The door slammed shut behind them.
"No. I pay to get my own room." Gail husked. "Take these off." She popped open the button on Holly's jeans. "Come on."
"Why did you want to go to mine's then?" Holly asked, when Gail took her hand and tugged her towards the bed.
"Because.. Whatever.. You won't stay right? This is just sex right? One night and that's it? You won't sleep over? We'll do this and then you'll go, right?" Gail fired off while her hands were tugging Holly's shirt and top off.
"Right. If that's what you want." Holly nodded. She could do this. Have sex with the delectable blond, leave and forget all about it. "You won't see me again."
"Good." Gail said even though the thought of never seeing Holly again was somehow weirdly unpleasant to her. "Come here." She tugged the other woman closer.
Gail was wearing a grey button up, which Holly quickly got off of her. The brunette poked the half-dressed blond against the bed. The back of Gail's legs came in contact with the side of the mattress and she plopped down dragging Holly on top of her latching her mouth on hers.
"Wait." Holly husked into their kiss.
"What?" Gail swallowed opening her eyes, when she felt Holly get of the bed. "Where are you going?" She said scolding herself for sounding so needy and.. insecure.
"Nowhere." Holly soothed, but then grinned and yanked Gail's jeans off with the blond's help.
"Oh." Gail smirked seeing her pants fly into the corner of the room. "Those too." She pointed at Holly's undone jeans. She sat up leaning on her arms and watched closely as the svelte brunette shimmied out of her pants and panties. Then her bra was discarded onto the pile of clothes. Glasses placed on the night table.
"You're.. gorgeous." Gail murmured raking her eyes over all that enticing exposed skin.
"You should see you." Holly countered with a lop-sided smile. She pushed Gail flat on her back on the bed shedding the woman off the remaining items on her body.
Holly eagerly latched their mouths together running her tongue along Gail's upper lip, before plunging it in. Their tongues glided against one another languidly until their control slipped and the pace got more fervent. Gail spread her legs and Holly who was laying half on top of her nestled her body between them.
"Oh, you feel so good.." Gail moaned, when Holly's warm mouth found her breast. Tongue swirling around the straining peak. The brunette's other hand was palming the other breast, teasing the pebbled nipple by rolling over it firmly and frequently.
Gail couldn't stop grinding against Holly's stomach spreading her wetness on the caramel skin. Holly found it hard to believe how responsive the blond was to her touches. She enjoyed touching Gail. The woman was so soft and silky, but also strong and hard. Holly wanted to touch her all over. With reverence.
Holly slowly trailed her hand down over Gail's twitching abdomen, while kissing the blond passionately. Carefully she pushed her hand between their bodies parting Gail's folds and gliding two fingers along her slit. Up and down. Teasing the opening and then moving up to rub over the blond's sensitive nub. Gail was starting to squirm and jerk impatiently.
"Stop teasing me. Holls, I mean.." Gail's breath hitched against Holly's lips, when Holly's fingers finally ventured inside her plunging in and out steadily. "..it. Oh yes.. Please.."
Gail felt her inner muscles clamp on Holly's fingers eagerly. She knew she wouldn't last long. Gail moved her hips with the brunette's movements. Gail was already clenching around Holly's digits, when Holly decided to back up her thrusts with push of her hips.
"Gail.." Holly husked rocking her hips and nipping on Gail's neck.
"Oh.. gods!" Gail exhaled squeezing her eyes shut and grabbing a hold of the other woman's ass. She could feel her orgasm closing in. The spasms in her body increasing and strengthening. Her body was wound tight like a bow waiting to be released. Soft whimpers and loud moans continuously spilled from Gail's lips.
"I got you.." Holly murmured raggedly in the blond's ear, her own arousal skyrocketing watching the blond come undone in her arms.
"Don't stop.. I'm.. Holy fuck.. I'm.." She trailed off as she climaxed hard. It was like a tidal wave roared over her body leaving rolling earthquakes in its wake. Gail was sure she'd stopped breathing for moment, while bright stars danced under her eyelids. She desperately tried to get oxygen to fill her lungs.
"Hey.. Beautiful.." Holly said with a soft smile, when Gail's eyes finally fluttered open.
"I need a minute.." Gail panted, while still clinging onto Holly's frame.
"Take two." Holly peppered soft kisses on Gail's cheek and neck.
A few minutes later a wicked smile was painted on Gail's lips and that made Holly quiver in anticipation, when the blond flipped them over. ""I've recovered.. My turn."
"Yes.." Holly exhaled feeling Gail's fingers flutter over her heated skin. "Your turn." She surrendered.
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The two women were tangled together on the bed. Gail had burrowed her face in Holly's neck breathing in the wonderful scent of the woman. Strawberry shampoo with a hint of vanilla and.. something inherently Holly. This is so dangerous, Gail thought. I might fall asleep. She might fall asleep and.. I want to fall asleep wrapped around her. What's up with that? I want her to stay, Gail realized as she snuggled even more tightly against the other woman.
"I should go." Holly whispered softly her warm palm rubbing lazily up and down on the blond's naked back, but Gail felt like Holly had thrown a bucket of ice cold water on her.
"So go then!" Gail suddenly snapped angrily and hastily pulled away from the now gaping brunette.
"What?" Holly visibly flinched, when she met Gail's fiercely blazing blue eyes. "What are you doing?" She confusedly eyed the blond, who was yanking the sheet to cover her naked body, while scampering on the other side of the bed.
"Go!" Gail snarled pointing at the door. "Get dressed and get the fuck out! Fun's over."
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Holly spat back irritated by the other woman's hot and cold behavior. First she was cuddling and now she was being a bitch. Holly could feel tears stinging in her eyes, but stubbornly willed herself not to cry. "You told me not to stay and now you're throwing a hissy fit about it?" She got up picking up her clothes from the floor and quickly putting them on.
"You should have left earlier. You have obviously overstayed your welcome! Not needed anymore. Duh!" Gail growled out all the while thinking she shouldn't have cuddled with Holly. She shouldn't have gotten.. attached. She needed to push the other woman away. She didn't want to get hurt. No cuddling, no feelings, no.. kissing. Holly was a great kisser, Gail admitted silently. "Get out!"
"I'm going. You can stop being such a bitch Miss Peck. Bye." Holly said in an eerily even and civilized voice as she exited Gail's room slamming the door satisfyingly behind her.
"Bye.." Gail got out, before burying her face in her pillow letting the tears she'd been holding leak out. "I'm such an idiot.. Why didn't I just ask her to stay? We could have said our goodbyes in the morning.. Not like this." She sobbed quietly.
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Holly had snug into the house early in the morning. She had tried to be stealthy, but was sure that her mother at least had noticed her arrival. Now after 4 hours of fitful sleep she was eating breakfast with her parents, while dodging their nosy questions. Especially her mother's questions.
"Were you out with your girlfriend last night honey? You came in awfully late.. or early I mean."
"I'm sorry, if I woke you mom."
"It's okay. I'm a light sleeper. So were you?"
"What?" Holly asked, but kept shoveling bacon and eggs in her mouth.
"Out with your girlfriend? Stacy was it? I remember you mentioning a Stacy."
"Mom... Stacy and I broke up months ago and it wasn't.. anything serious. We were just dating. I was out with my teammates last night. Celebrating our.. success in the tournament." Holly finished sarcastically. Their team had finished last. Not that anyone was surprised. The hornets had been struggling for a while now.
"But Stacy is your teammate right?" Holly's mother Celeste prodded making her husband Robert smirk.
"Was. She left for Ottawa. Along with few other people."
"Do you have someone? You were with someone last night? Something happened? Because you were so angry and pissy, when you got home." Holly's mom rattled trying to get something out of her daughter. "You kicked off your boots so they scuffed the wall."
"Mom. Don't say pissy.." Holly snorted quietly. "I was.. cranky alright?I was with a girl last night. We had fun, until we didn't. She got all bitchy and I came home.. Sorry about the wall." She continued quietly.
"Honey, don't say bitchy." Celeste sighed scolding.
"Sorry mom. Dad, did you see the final match yesterday? Toronto against Quebec?" Holly changed the subject.
"So what went.." Her mother started.
"CeCe leave the girl alone. She's not together with this Stacy girl. Stacy, who wasn't anyone serious?" Holly's father Robert said sounding only slightly questioning. "And last night was.. bitchy. So drop it darling." He added patting his wife on her hand. "We were at the game yesterday Pumpkin. Rockets are good. And their striker, Peck, she's not bad."
"Not bad." Holly sighed. Just a bit bitchy, she added inwardly.
Suddenly Holly heard a phone ringing upstairs. "It's mine." She hollered as she made her way to her old room.
"Stewart."
"Holly. Good morning."
"Frank?" Holly recognized her manager's voice.
"Yes. Sorry I'm calling this early, but.. You got an offer. Offers actually."
"Oh?"
"Well, you know the Vancouver Hornets are still selling players due to financial difficulties. They didn't want to let you go, but the situation being what it is they had to. Anyway, they barely got the word out that you are available, when several teams voiced their interest to acquire you."
"Several teams? I knew Vancouver was putting me out there sooner or later." Holly acknowledged.
"Yes. You are valuable and they'll get a good payoff from your contract." Frank stated.
"So you said offers? From who?"
"Ottawa, Quebec, Montreal, Toronto.." Frank listed sounding excited. "The Toronto Rockets are very interested. They need a new.. Well another goalkeeper and they want you. There are also other offers on the table like I said, but this is the best in my opinion and the most interesting to you also. From a players point of view I mean. It's a good team with a potential to go far this season. Their number one keeper left the team a few months ago. You'd be taking her place."
"It is a good team." Holly agreed. "I'm flying home to Vancouver tomorrow so we'll set up a meeting somewhere to talk about this more? Are you able to come there or.."
"I think I can swing round. I'll call you later today to set a time and place okay?"
"Okay." Holly said feeling slightly bewildered. She stared at her phone in silence, before putting it down. "I might become a Rocket. Gail's a.. Rocket. I have to be a teammate with my one-night stand. My snarky, bitchy, but.. adorable.. and disastrous one-night stand. 'You won't see me again'. Shit. I knew that would come and bit me in the ass." She groaned.
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Thanks for reading :)
A/N Please let me know what you think. If I continue with this, the updates might be sporadic as I have a couple of other on-going fics at the moment.
A/N edited a bit.