So, people wanted an extended fic, and here it is. Don't worry there is an actual plot and there will be more fluff and also drama to contend with (don't worry, no relationship drama) so I hope you guys enjoy it and will stick with me throughout this.

By the way, I haven't got much experience with writing any of these characters, so if they seem out of character to you, please speak up and I'll do my best to set it right.

Again, if some people missed it, I've made changes to the previous chapter. The main thing to know is that Holly is now NOT going to a conference. But it might be worth a reread just so a few things make a bit more sense.

You're In My Spot – Chapter 2

Holly looked over at Gail as she drove through the streets of Toronto and smiled. Gail was doing her thing where she was off in her own little world, vaguely aware that reality was passing her by. She was also humming a little tune to herself, nothing specific to any song that Holly recognised but the tune itself was quite relaxing. Unsurprising really since Gail could actually sing really well.

She flicked the indicator left as she stopped at a red light and looked over at Gail again, just noticing how relaxed she seemed to be. Her usual scowl hadn't appeared yet; in fact her face had a sort of relaxed happiness about it. Holly smiled again and pressed down on the accelerator when the green light appeared. It took a lot to get Gail to be friendly in the mornings (Although Holly quickly worked out that shoving a coffee in her face did the trick pretty well) in fact Holly could probably count on one hand all the times Gail actually woke up happy. Most of which involved wake-up sex.

But this morning was different. They'd both woken up around the same time to each other with Gail unashamedly laying naked and half on top of Holly, with her arms and a leg wrapped possessively around the brunette. Gail had then stretched languorously over her, sleep warmed skin sliding deliciously against sleep warmed skin, until she was completely on top of her girlfriend. Her hands had slipped under Holly's shoulders whilst her hips had shifted to rest between her thighs, and her chin settled down atop Holly's equally naked chest.

It was the way Gail smiled at her that morning that made it so special. The way her eyes had lazily opened to meet hers with a languid smile. The way she'd said hello with a kiss to her chest, her chin and then finally her lips, which was so soft and pleasurable that Holly had had to weave her hands in Gail's hair to silently demand more. The way Gail had slipped a hand back to cup Holly's jaw gently, and then trail down her body to thumb soft circles around her hip bone. How she had then kissed her way down Holly's neck, pausing to nip at the once place that always made Holly's head roll back and how her hand had then slipped between their bodies towards the juncture of her legs and-

Holly coughed and quickly braked, bringing the car sharply back under the legal speed limit. She hoped that the flush of heat across her chest wasn't as visible as it felt. Gail, however, didn't react, she just swayed the extra momentum away, so lost in her head she was.

Holly briefly entertained the idea that Gail was remembering their early morning start just as she was, but then Gail would likely be staring at her. Or perhaps Holly just hadn't noticed it yet; Gail could be oddly stealthy when she wanted to.

Holly cleared her throat and turned into the police car parking lot. But yes, Gail had most certainly woken up happy this morning, a good sign, if any, that asking Gail to move in with her was a good idea. She smiled again.

Gail blinked when the car came to stop and she recognised the surroundings. She turned to face Holly who pushed her glasses back up her nose and smiled back at her. "Thanks for dropping me off."

The corner of Holly's mouth quirked up. "Like I would let you go in alone this morning."

Gail smirked. "Feeling a little needy, Stewart?"

"Maybe, but who was it that practically smothered me this morning?"

"Oh please, you loved it."

"That does not take away anything from my point."

Gail rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah, yeah." She then leaned over to kiss her briefly before reaching for the car door and pushing it open. Just as she stood up, Holly called her back, leaning forward over the passenger seat.

"Hey, we doing lunch today?"

Gail looked back and thought for a moment. Usually she didn't get a lot of time off for lunch but every now and again she managed to squeeze in time to visit Holly. "Yeah, should be able to. Unless some asshole pisses me off."

This time Holly rolled her eyes. "Which totally never happens, ever."

"What? It's not my fault everyone's a douchebag."

"Gail…"

Gail smiled and leaned against the side of the car. "I'll text and swing by later."

Holly grinned back and nodded. "Good. Now get off my car and go to work."

Gail huffed and shifted herself off of the vehicle. "Your affection for me is mind blowing."

Holly chuckled and shifted back on her own seat again. "Almost as mind blowing as your affection for my couch."

"Uh, our couch I do believe, Holly, get it right."

Before Holly could retort with a smart reply Gail pushed the car door shut, hiding a smile as she turned towards the precinct. She couldn't wait to finish her shift.

Holly wound down the window and called after her. "Be safe!" Gail smiled and waved back without turning around, indicating she'd heard.

Holly grinned and turned on the car engine again before pausing and calling out again. "I love you!" and then as an after-thought, "Bring Chinese for lunch!"

"Alright people, let's go out there and come back in one piece." Frank finished.

All the officers in the Parade collectively stood up and started moving. Gail stayed sitting and stretched her arms above her head before looking over to where the rosters were. They were already surrounded by cops, no doubt looking for their station or partner for the day. She thought about joining the gaggle but sat back instead. Why waste a good mood by getting immediately annoyed by other peoples' excessive BO and lack of personal boundaries? She could wait until there was space.

"Hey Gail!" Or not. Chris waved as he walked towards her, dodging a leaving officer as he did so. "We're together today."

"Okay." She nodded and followed him out the room, towards the car parking lot. Apparently she was on patrol today, not bad. Chris was a good partner, a nice guy and not too annoying, also not bad. Sure he liked to talk a bit, but he'd leave her to day-dream too on occasion which gave her a great opportunity to keep thinking about Holly and their relationship.

Gail smiled as a particularly hot image of a naked Holly flashed through her mind. The sex had been mind-blowing.

Yes, Chris was a good partner, not an Oliver Shaw by any means, but good enough. Plus, if it meant steering clear of McNally and Princess Rainbow-Cuddle-Muffin, who couldn't for the life of them shut up no matter how many times Gail insulted them, then Chris was a good substitute.

Things with Andy were better now, not perfect, but they were back to a workable relationship at least (she blamed Holly's influence).

"Uh, why are you smiling?" Chris' voice pulled her out of her mind.

"I can smile whenever I like Diaz."

"Yeah but, usually you're a bitch in the mornings. You right now," He gestured over at her. "You're all happy. It's weird."

Her smile dropped and she curled her lip. Gail took it all back; Chris was just as bad as the rest of them. "Ever think that that's because I have to deal with your stupid face in the mornings?"

He pushed the door open to the squad car lot, letting Gail march past before following her out.

Chris sighed but didn't push further; instead letting them both get into the 1504 squad car; Gail in the passenger's seat. They drove off in silence for a short while with Gail glaring out of the window until Chris sighed again. "Gail." Her eyes flicked over at him in irritation. "Gail, c'mon, I'm sorry." She snorted and turned to look out the window again. "It's just I haven't seen you much, you know? I miss our game nights."

"Oh, and I can't be happy without you, is that it?" Gail snapped.

He shook his head. "You know I didn't mean it like that." He looked back over at her but she ignored him and was steadfastly staring out onto the streets. He cleared his throat. "I miss you Gail." He stopped at a red light and looked over at her again. "I mean, I haven't seen you properly in ages. Are you even coming back to the apartment tonight? You haven't been back since for ever."

"I've been back all week, Chris."

The light turned green and Chris had to turn back to the road. "Yeah but I haven't seen you much outside of work, you haven't even been to the Penny much." She felt a small pang of guilt in her chest, he had a point. The guilt deepened when she realised that the only reason she'd go back home again would be to pick up her stuff and leave. She'd tell them about moving in with Holly some other time, or maybe just let them work it out for themselves. She hadn't decided yet.

She sighed and tried to let her irritation ebb away (Yet another of Holly's influences no doubt, she'd had no problem holding petty grudges before.) "We'll hang out soon, Okay? Just … not tonight."

"Why not? We can have a Mortal Kombat play off with Dov and tequila and pizza. It'll be great."

Gail turned to look at him, her face almost apologetic. "I already have plans with Holly." She wasn't finished celebrating yet. "But we'll do it some other time, okay?"

"You know, you're spending a lot of time with Holly."

"Because she's my girlfriend, maybe?"

"Yeah I know but-"

She shot him an exasperated look. "But what? She's my girlfriend, I like her, therefore I spend time with her. Not a hard concept to grasp Chris."

He grunted but didn't follow up immediately, preferring to readjust his grip on the steering wheel. "Fine, but we're hanging out soon."

They fell back into a silence again; decidedly less terse than before, when Gail spoke again. "How do you suppose you destroy a kettle? Do you, like, throw it against a wall or something?" Her eyes lit up. "Oh! What if you hit it with a hammer? A really big hammer? That's got to do some damage."

"Gail, What-"

The radio burst into life. "1504? There's domestic disturbance over at 64 Richmond Street West, we need to get it sorted out."

Chris shot her a confused look but picked up the radio. "1504, we're on our way." He put the radio back down and shook his head as his flicked the indicator right. "I don't understand how your mind works Gail, I really don't."

She sighed. "C'mon let's just go sort out these assholes."

I like Chris, I really do. He's a sweet, lovely guy who really does care for Gail. However, I just hate the fact that he, who was a boyfriend, just can't see past Gail's initial cold exterior, and even comes to expect it. I mean did you see how much of a butthole he was in 5x04? First Dov, then him, and I am not ok with this.

Sorry, I felt the need to share. I just have a lot of feelings Okay? Gail is just so misunderstood and just needs so many hugs.