A/N Had this story on my mind for a little while. As always I own nothing in regards to Rookie Blue or its characters.
"Why did she agree to do this again?" Holly thought as she nursed her fourth drink as she waited for her date to return from the restroom. Oh yeah her friends were concerned about the amount of time she was 'wasting' on the straight girl and had set up several blind dates for her. Holly shook her head, 'wasting' was not how she would ever describe her time spent with Gail. No, any time spent with the sarcastic blonde whether it was a few minutes in the lab or the night Gail had stayed over after her work accident wasn't wasted it was something to be treasured. Holly sighed, she understood where her friends were coming from, Gail was straight and that put a ceiling on how far their relationship could go. It wouldn't matter how much Holly wanted more from the cop it wasn't going to happen. Better to acknowledge that now and not feel so hurt later, at least that was what she was telling herself. But the truth was Holly knew she was already in too deep, in a short time Gail had taken root in Holly's small world; a world so much brighter with Gail in it. She didn't even feel like the same person she was before meeting the snarky cop. A few months ago she would have loved coming to this classy martini bar, she might have even found her date attractive but at the moment she would kill to be sitting at the banged up bar at the Black Penny, with Gail at her side of course.
Holly was so lost in her own thoughts that she hadn't noticed her date was back and talking to her. It took a moment for Holly to return her focus back to the woman sitting across from her. As far as blind dates go this was one of the better ones that Holly had been on. Tara seemed like a nice woman, a dermatologist that her friend Ashley had set her up with. She was a pretty blonde with flawless skin but that was to be expected, no one would trust a dermatologist with bad skin. She had a pleasant smile and a body that clearly spent a lot of time at a gym but she did nothing for Holly. She already knew a flawless blonde with a killer smirk.
"So beautiful, I was thinking we could go back to my place." Tara said casually running her hand over Holly's. Holly flinched at the touch and pulled away.
"It's been a long day, I think I should call it a night." Holly said rather quickly as she got up and reached for her coat. "Uh this was fun but I should go."
"Maybe another night?" Tara said hopefully, obviously not picking up on Holly's rejection.
Holly was halfway out the door when she shrugged, "Maybe, I will call you. Bye." She was almost home free when Tara grabbed her wrist, spinning her around and planted a kiss on her unsuspecting lips. Nothing about the lip lock felt right and Holly pulled back immediately fighting the urge to wipe her lips on the sleeve of her jacket but instead hopped into the nearest waiting taxi; saying nothing to her abandoned date.
She started to give her address to the driver but found herself giving him Gail's instead; Holly knew she was at home because they had been texting earlier that night and Gail had mentioned having the apartment to herself for the evening. Holly wasn't sure why she gave him her address but in her slightly inebriated mind it sounded like a great idea.
About twenty minutes later when the taxi pulled up in front of Gail's shared apartment and she got out and was hit with the freezing cold air it didn't sound like such a great idea anymore. Sure Holly had visited the apartment before but that was only to pick up or drop off the blonde, she had never just dropped by unannounced and certainly never at 11:30 at night. Holly was about to change her mind but the taxi pulled away leaving her no choice but to go ahead with her original plan.
Gail lived in an older building that didn't have a locked lobby so Holly walked right in and got into the waiting elevator and pushed for the third floor. She couldn't pinpoint her feelings at the moment, she was nervous and excited but also felt driven to be there, like she needed to be there at this place at this moment. It was a weird feeling. The elevator stopped and she got out and walked the few steps to Gail's door, everything was quiet and once again Holly thought about turning around but instead knocked on the door.
Instead of opening the door like a normal person Holly heard Gail yell through the door, "Who's there? And what do you want?"
"It's uh Holly…I wanted to uh…see you." Holly said as she leaned her head on the door.
She almost stumbled forward as the door opened quickly and found her face to face with the smirking blonde. "Well this is a surprise usually it's me knocking on your door in the middle of the night. So tell me lunchbox is this a booty call? Because if so you forgot to call."
Holly wasn't exactly sure what to call her visit, her face reddening at the implication, "I… uh…no?"
"Why Doctor Stewart are you drunk?" Gail laughed rolling her eyes as she held the door open further, "Come in nerd before my neighbors start talking." Holly followed Gail into the apartment and for the first time took notice of Gail's lack of clothing, the blonde was wearing a large white button-up that contrasted nicely with her red lips, even with her lipstick removed her lips kept that tint of scarlet red.
"Sorry for bothering you, I should go." Holly mumbled as she started to turn.
"Stay. Seriously Holly you are not bothering me, I was just reading, in fact I was getting ready to text you to see how your date was going. You hadn't responded to my last couple of messages."
Holly fumbled around in her purse to find her phone and saw that the ringer had been turned down to silent, she indeed had seven unread messages from Gail. "Sorry about that. She quickly scanned the messages that ranged from 'On a scale of cave dwelling troll to tabasco sauce hot how does your date rate?' to 'what no answer? Have you been kidnapped?' and lastly "IF I DON'T HEAR FROM YOU IN 15 MINUTES I AM PULLING UP THE GPS ON YOUR PHONE. YOU KNOW I MEAN IT WHEN I USE ALL CAPS'.
A laugh erupted from her that sober Holly wouldn't have made but drunk Holly couldn't help as she snorted out a laugh. "Did you seriously track my phone?" she finally asked when she stopped laughing.
Gail shrugged as she went towards her couch, "I was about to in three minutes." She picked up a blender pitcher and poured the last bit of what Holly guessed to be a margarita into a large glass. Gail noticed Holly's gaze at her drink, "You want one? I was about to make another pitcher."
Holly thought about it, she had already had more to drink tonight than she usually did but what the hell, margaritas sounded good. "Sure, as long as you were already making more."
Gail tipped her head back and gulped down what was in her glass and Holly found herself staring at how the movement gave her the perfect view of the blonde's perfect pale throat and neck. Thankfully Gail didn't notice as she picked up the empty blender and headed towards the kitchen. "No worries nerd, I am trying to burn the images of today out of my head and more tequila is needed to do so."
Holly followed her and sat down at one of the mismatched kitchen stools and asked, "What images do you need to burn out of your head?"
Gail filled the blender with ice from a bag sitting in a cooler by the sink, "Don't really want to talk about it right now, I think I need a few more of these before I can speak about it without cringing. Besides I would rather hear about your date."
Talking about her date was just about the last thing Holly wanted to talk about but she had trouble saying no to Gail. "It was fine."
Pouring a healthy amount of tequila and lime juice into the blender Gail shook her head, "If it was fine you would be over at her place right now and not mine." With those words she hit a button on the ancient look blender and it roared into life.
Nether girl spoke over the noise of the blender and Holly took those seconds to come up with a response, she couldn't very well say that she turned down sex for hanging out with her but that was the truth. Gail handed her a very large glass filled to the brim with the mixed drink. "Come on lunchbox give me some details, was she hideous? Did she speak with a fake british accent?" Gail prodded as she took a sip from her glass and walked back into the living room and sat on the well-worn couch and patted the spot next to her.
Holly sat where instructed and drank down half the glass before answering, "Maybe after a few of these I will tell you."
Gail nodded, "I see, you got all dressed up and your so called friends set you up with a troll; I wouldn't want to talk about it either." She took a sip and patted Holly's shoulder, "Welcome to the blind date from hell club."
Holly clanked her glass with Gail's and gulped down more of her drink, "Thanks…I think."
Gail gave her a friendly shoulder bump, "It will be okay after a while the bad dates blur into one big mess of lonely losers."
Shaking her head Holly groaned, "That isn't exactly comforting Gail."
"It wasn't meant to be comforting lunchbox, just laying out the ugly reality of the dating world for you." Gail said solemnly as she topped off their drinks.
Holly pondered that for a few minutes as she sipped her drink. "That is just depressing. If it is so bad why do you keep going out with these dates?"
Gail held up a finger, silently asking for a moment as she finished her drink. "Sadly going out with the mind numbingly boring losers is better than hearing my mother comment on my spinsterhood and how my prime breeding days are behind me."
Holly nodded as she drained the rest of her glass and grabbed the now empty blender and walked into the kitchen and started to make a new batch of drinks. "I guess I am lucky my mom doesn't insert herself into my love life or lack of one."
"So who is setting you up on these lovely dates?" Gail asked as she sidled up to Holly, her hand brushing up against her back.
Her mind went blank at the contact and took a few seconds to remember to form words, "My friend Ashley."
Gail tapped the counter as she looked down at her fingers and then suddenly looked up at Holly. "Ashley the neurologist?"
This surprised Holly, she could only remember mentioning Ashley once. She started up the blender and mused why Gail would remember someone that she spoke about for a minute two months before but then again Gail was a cop and it was her job to be observant. Holly nodded as she poured the slushie like mixture into their glasses, "Yeah, Ashley the neurologist, she has been setting me up with other doctors she works with at the hospital."
Gail took a sip of her drink and smiled at the taste and took another drink before responding. "So tonight's date was with a doctor? Wait let me guess…hmm…plastic surgeon?"
Holly took a drink and was shocked by the punch of tequila, she must have poured more into the blender than intended but if she was going to talk about the state of her love life with the woman that she wanted to be with she was going to need all the liquid courage she could hold. "Erm no, she's a dermatologist."
"Skin doctor? Like she takes care of people's zits?"
Holly laughed and sat back down on the couch, she was feeling a bit light headed. "They do more than that but yeah. So you ready to tell me about why you need to scrub your brain? Bad day at work?"
"Are you ready to tell me about the dermatologist?" Gail countered as she flopped down beside her.
"I will if you tell me first."
Gail fidgeted and made herself comfortable, "Fine, it started this morning when I walked in on Dov and the Princess…they were…oh my poor eyes…they were defiling the fridge with what I can only assume was a precursor to nerd sex. Why did it have to be against the fridge? I mean that is where we keep the food…Holly it was horrible. The sounds alone were enough to make me sick but I didn't need to see that. I can't even look at the fridge without having a flashback. Hence the bag of ice." Gail gulped what was left of her drink and grabbed Holly's and took a sip from it before continuing. "It gets worse, I get to work and I get stuck getting assigned to the evidence room. Normally I like the evidence room, it is kind of like the morgue; it's quiet and most of the time no one bothers you but not today."
Holly stole her drink back, "Why what happened?"
Gail hung her head, "I was in the back putting a cold case box on a shelf in the back when I heard the door open. I made my way up to the front and that is when I saw something I had managed to go my entire life without witnessing…I saw my brother making out with Traci."
"Oh." Holly said sympathetically, she could remember accidently walking in on her older sister and her boyfriend when she was twelve, it wasn't a pleasant memory. "Sorry Gail."
Gail cringed as if she were reliving the moment. "It was so disturbing Holly, I mean I saw my brother's pale freckled back. So that is why I am drinking tonight. Your turn, tell me about the troll."
"She was actually quite pretty, no fake british accent and she seemed nice…"
"But, I am sensing a but in there." Gail prompted as she scooted closer to Holly and stole her glass again and filled it with what was left in the blender.
"But…there was no spark. I might as well have been out with one of my interns."
Gail nodded seriously taking a sip, "Which intern? Unibrow or Never wears deodorant?"
Holly laughed, "That is what you call my interns? They have names you know…but those are sadly very fitting nicknames."
Gail smirked as she handed the glass back to Holly, "So which one?"
"Does it matter? Either I guess. But seeing as they are both men it is kind of a moot point." Holly said as she drank some more of the strong drink.
Gail pulled her legs up and sat cross legged facing Holly, "Would you ever go out with a man?"
"What kind of question is that? Would you go out with a woman?" Holly said without thinking as she mimicked Gail's position.
Not missing a beat Gail answered, "Sure, why not. Granted she would have to be really hot."
To say that Holly was taken by surprise was the understatement of the decade and she drained the rest of her drink before her nervous ramblings took control of her mouth. "You…you would…you would seriously…I mean you and a woman?"
Gail rolled her eyes and placed a hand on Holly leg just above the knee. "Wow you sound so articulate when you are drunk lunchbox."
Okay the alcohol was making her normally razor sharp mind a little fuzzy and Gail's hand resting on her thigh wasn't helping either but she tried again. "I am not drunk." Gail rolled her eyes at that statement but Holly continued, "You have never said anything like that before."
Gail looked at the empty blender and sighed, "Well it's not like I am having much luck with men. I had a lunch date yesterday and this guy was so skeezy that I wanted to shower after spending two minutes with him to wash away the metaphorical slime that oozed from him." Holly laughed at Gail's visible shudder as she finished her date's description. "I don't know what is going on but all of these supposedly quality young men that my mother has so graciously found for me are just creeping me out. I don't know maybe it would be different with women."
Holly shook her head, "Woman can be creepy too, I forgot to tell you about the phone call I got with this woman my friend Sara gave my number to. She's this big time lawyer and we were supposed to be setting up a date but spent twenty minutes asking me about the state of my will and if I had made a living trust for my estate."
"Sounds like a winner. God you know the last time I had sex was with a furry little man to get back at Nick? Also not a pleasant memory." Gail commented as her fingers rubbed lazy patterns unconsciously on Holly's thigh.
"My date tonight wanted me to go home with her." She blurted out without any thought, clearly the vast amount of tequila in her system was acting as a truth serum.
"Really?" Gail asked leaning in closer and Holly noticed that her eyes had darkened slightly.
Holly nodded and leaned in as well but it had more to do with her feeling a little light headed. "She called me beautiful or said I was beautiful…I don't remember and then asked me to go home with her."
Gail's face reddened as her grip on Holly's leg tightened, "She's got a lot of nerve, saying that on a first date, who does she think she is? Who does she think you are? Like you would sleep with someone on a first date." It warmed Holly to hear Gail defend her honor and she found it rather cute how red Gail's face had become. She watched as Gail's entire demeanor changed within seconds, the tension that had built over the last few minutes gave way to a much calmer quieter with her next words. "She did get one part right."
"Which part?" Holly asked quietly.
"The part where she said that you are beautiful… because you are Holly, you are so beautiful and not just in a pretty type way but in a sappy beautiful on the inside way too…" Whatever Gail was about to say next was lost when Holly lips found hers.
Holly wasn't sure what possessed her to attack Gail like that and pulled away after a second and was about to apologize when Gail lunged forward and Holly found herself trapped under the blonde. No words were said as Holly's eyes met Gail's piercing blue eyes and for once Holly didn't want to over think what was happening. Yes, she was drunk and she was certain Gail was as well, whatever was about to happen would probably be chalked up as a drunken mistake in the morning but in this moment Holly didn't care. The suddenness of the kiss, the fierceness of it and the manner of how Gail sought her lips took Holly by surprise, her eyes widening but was quick to respond in kind. The second Holly felt Gail's lips moving against hers she knew that she could never go back to just being friends with her.
Closing her eyes her fingers found purchase in Gail's hair as she pulled her closer and readily moaned as the blonde deepened the kiss, the taste of tequila on her tongue added fuel to an already raging fire in her. Nothing in her past history with women had prepared her for how quickly she was turned on. Holly could feel Gail's slender fingers glide up her torso and she then noticed a draft of cool air as she realized that her shirt had become unbuttoned. Damn, Gail was stealthy. Somewhere in the back of her mind Holly knew that they should stop that neither of them were in the right minds…she knew that she should stop them from going any further but how can you stop something when it feels so good? Something that feels so right? Her mind went blank as Gail's lips moved down her jaw and started alternately nibbling and soothing a particularly sensitive part of her neck. Holly found her hands sliding down Gail's back and somehow ended up under her button-up, the feel of bare skin under her hands was maddening as she teased her way up Gail's flat stomach, the buttons of her shirt unfastening themselves as her hands moved north.
It was all becoming too much for Holly, she was on sensory overload and the sounds that came from Gail was doing nothing to quell her desire to take things further. She opened her mouth to speak but Gail used that moment to kiss her and fuck it if Holly didn't let her. As Gail's hands caressed her breasts over her bra Holly shifted bringing her thigh bringing in between Gail's legs. The moan that erupted from Gail was enough to send Holly almost over the edge and felt a smirk appear on her face as Gail mumbled obscenities into her neck. Gail pressed harder into her as she attempted to get a little relief and once again Holly heard the voice in the back of her head warn her that they needed to stop. Damn her sensible brain! Opening her eyes, she slowly pushed Gail back and looked into her lust filled and slightly confused eyes. She started to speak when she heard a noise coming from behind them.
"Gail?"
"Dr. Stewart?"
Holly turned her head towards the voices and saw Officers Epstein and Diaz staring slack jawed at them.
Gail was the first to recover and sat up, still straddling Holly, her shirt hanging wide open. Holly seeing for the first time the cop's pale blue bra that barely covered her very perky breasts, her eyes wandering south to the red boy shorts that felt damp against her legs. Turning her head to face them Gail shot them a death glare, "What?" she demanded as both men backed away.
Officer Epstein almost fell as walked backwards back towards the hallway that lead to the bedrooms. "Nothing…nothing at all." He stuttered as he left.
Gail turned to face Diaz as he stood transfixed, "What about you?"
His face reddened as he raised his hands and pointed awkwardly at the couch. "I sleep on the couch."
"Oh…right…yeah. Okay, you can have it." Gail said as she hopped up and pulled Holly with her as they walked briskly towards the blonde's room.
Holly had yet been able to form words and used the time to calm her pounding heart as Gail pushed her into a dark room. Holly felt herself being backed towards the bed but managed to turn them around and nudged Gail unto sitting on the edge of the bed as she took a few steps away. "What are we doing Gail?" she asked feeling slightly more sober now that Gail wasn't pressed against her body.
Gail laughed as she turned on a lamp on her nightstand cast a dim light over the room. "God you must have been having a really long dry spell if you didn't recognize that we were making out."
Holly didn't want to dignify that with an answer since the truth was it had been a long time since anyone had touched her the way Gail had. "I mean why are you kissing me Gail? Why are you sitting there in mismatched underwear looking at me like that? Why am I letting you?" Holly rambled as Gail stood and walked towards her.
"I might be drunk off my ass right now but I am pretty sure that you kissed me first." Gail said in a tone that suggested anger but was still playful. "I am wearing mismatched underwear because I don't buy sets, I think it is a waste of money. I am looking at you like this is because I want to and why shouldn't I? You are kind of hot doc. As far as why you are letting me…only you can answer that. I kissed you because ever since I met you I feel different and I don't know what to do with that. I kissed you because when you told me about you going out on a date I wanted to impound your date's car or give her a dozen traffic tickets. I kissed you because when you said that the zit doctor wanted to take you home a part of me broke and I don't know why. I kissed you because you kissed me first." By now Gail was so close that Holly could practically feel the heat radiating off the blonde's body.
All this new information was coming too fast for Holly to fully process, "But you are straight and I am a woman…" she thought out loud, not meaning to.
Gail looked shocked, "Fuck! You are a woman?! Damn I should have known, I mean the boobs should have been my first clue." She teased but then took Holly's hand, "You must think that I am insane."
Holly couldn't help giving her a lopsided smile as she gripped Gail's hand, "Little bit."
"I will be the first to admit that I have no idea of what I am doing." Gail offered as she pulled Holly towards the bed. "This is the part I am good at, I am good at the physical stuff. I am damn good at the physical stuff, I could probably come up with references if you wanted them. But feelings…you ask me how I am feeling and I…I just can't put it to words. I feel things for you I know that much and I really liked kissing you isn't that enough?" Gail asked as pushed Holly onto the bed and straddled her.
Holly gulped and nodded as she leaned her head against Gail's. "I kissed you because I like you Gail. I like you so much more than I should. But we are drunk…at least I am and if I keep kissing you I am not going to stop and it would kill me if you regret this in the morning. I should go." She said softly as she tried to shift Gail off of her lap.
"Don't go. Stay…just stay. We won't do anything but sleep." Gail said as she slid off her buttoning up her shirt as she faced Holly a look on her face the she hadn't seen before…hope maybe? She got up and grabbed a few things from an open drawer and handed them to Holly, "I promise to keep my hands to myself." She said with a smirk that caused Holly to roll her eyes. "Seriously I want you to stay, it scares the crap out of me but I want you to." Holly nodded as she stood realizing that her shirt was open so she shrugged the shirt off and liked how Gail's eyes darkened at the sight of her in only her bra and jeans.
"Turn around." Holly ordered as she unbuttoned her pants, Gail pouted but turned around. Holly quickly pulled on the shorts and tee shirt that Gail had given her. "Okay." She said as she walked back to the bed, Gail following her.
They both settled under the heavy blankets as Gail turned out the light, "Just to let you know I wouldn't have regretted anything, I might freak out in the morning because that is what I do but I could never regret anything to do with you."
Holly turned to face her, "You mean that?"
Gail nodded and pulled Holly closer to her, "Can we sleep now? We can over analysis this in the morning when we are both hungover and wanting to die."
Holly smiled despite knowing that Gail was probably right about the hangover, knowing that she was willing to talk meant everything to her. She listened to Gail's breathing become shallow and let her own eyes close and let sleep overcome her.
A/N Hope you liked it, review if you want. If I get enough support I will write a morning after epilogue.
