Gail stood by her usual spot right next to the bar. Whenever she had that weird tingly sense that someone was approaching, she would nonchalantly prance over to the bar and grab a drink. Social avoidance was always successful with Gail Peck.

Gail didn't really do weddings.

Although, Gail was never the type to really do anything that had the her name and people attached to it. She had a hatred towards the general population, probably due to the many years of seeing stupidity at its best in the eyes of a police officer. The hatred only grew with every slushie thrown at her face. Gail definitely did not enjoy those days.

But with weddings, they required her to be social and mingle with people she could care less about. Especially when they were officer weddings. That meant every conversation would always sway along the lines of her family name, Elaine Peck, or the upcoming detective rotations. Gail had to talk to everyone because they all knew her, either by her family name or by the blonde-sarcastic-officer of 15.

Hell, Gail would probably hate her own wedding day. If she were to get married of course. Her and Holly had been together for over two years, and the doctor still hadn't proposed to the blonde woman. It wasn't like Gail was anxiously waiting whenever Holly said the words "Gail, I have something important to tell you." Nope. Gail wouldn't immediately stop what she was doing and feel her heart palpitate in her chest in freak-out mode in hopes to hear those four words, but then be shot down every time when the subject was actually on household issues like bills, laundry, or scheduling conflicts. Gail just wanted to blame Holly's bad hiding skills with the shiny ring at this point. A few weeks ago, the blonde found the little box in the corner of the drawer under Holly's lingerie. For a forensic pathologist, Gail was a bit disappointed that Holly chose such a bad place to hide the ring; Gail could think of a million other better places like hiding it behind the disgusting healthy food Holly ate or in the laundry room that she never went to.

Gail tapped her fingers impatiently on the table waiting for the barista to come back from his break. The current techno song blared loudly in the reception hall like police sirens. Gail didn't like it one bit.

Honestly, Gail would rather exercise than be at this wedding. Her exercise would be walking three whole blocks along the street with a stupid rainbow flag in the air while being fed snacks by her lovely girlfriend. The snacks were probably to shut up her complaints about the heat or how stupid the pride parade was, but Gail didn't care. She would never pass up free snacks, holding Holly's hand, and being fed by Holly. Gail didn't do many things, but when it came to Holly she usually gave in. Gail loved Holly, there was no doubt about that.

Holly was Gail's person. To Gail, Holly was many things. She was the epitome of an encyclopedia, including random facts and ramblings that could go on for hours. Gail didn't mind that, she could listen to Holly go off on tangents with that cute voice that would stutter whenever the blonde batted her eyelashes or intimately inched closer in the morgue. Holly was also an adorable nerd with glasses who carried a dorky red lunchbox out on the job. But at the same time, outside of work the woman dressed quite stylishly minus her lazy days of flannel. Holly was surprisingly Gail's hard-liquor buddy as well. Gail and Holly were the dynamic duo of The Black Penny who out drank all the officers. And finally, Holly was the only person that could get Gail off her lazy ass and do something physical besides sex of course. The nerd with the labcoat was weirdly athletic. It was shown when Gail got her butt kicked in the batting cages, ice skating rink, and the local swimming. Gail appreciated all that was Holly. What Gail loved most about Holly was that the brunette was simply her plus-one with anything and everything. Holly would willingly do anything with and for Gail.

Gail spotted the barista making his way back towards her. " Can I have two shots of Tequila...please" Gail asked. She couldn't believe Holly was getting her to say please more often. It was a nice word. Gail Peck didn't do nice words, that was more of Chloe Price's forte.

The man with the white button up shirt paused and looked at Gail quizzically.

" Are you Gail Peck?" The man asked, trying to recall the information he was given a few hours prior to the reception.

" Yes, now can I have alcohol please."

" Superintendent Elaine Peck has ordered that I cannot give alcohol to you."

Gail glared, " Listen Gerald, you give me alcohol or..."

"or you will shoot me, stab me, arrest me…" Larry said, finishing the angry woman's sentence. He continued to polish the glasses with the napkin as he heard the puffs of frustration and fire coming from Gail. He had let out the beast, but he was prepared. " Superintendent Elaine Peck already informed me of the possible threats you would use. She said if you did anything to me then she will put you on desk duty for a month."

Gail huffed. Unbelievable.

" Really Gail? It's my wedding, the least you could do is put in the effort." Steve said as he patted Gail's shoulder. Gail shrugged his arm off in frustration. All she wanted was alcohol, was that really too much to ask?

"Brother."

" Can i get two shots of tequila Larry. " Steve asked.

" Shouldn't you be with your new wife."

Gail noticed as Steve pulled the two shot glasses from the bar table. "Give me one Steven."

"C'mon Gail, do I really have to lure you to the people with alcohol?" Steve said as he held the two cups in front of Gail and walked across the dance floor to their designated table.

Gail pulled her clutch from the bar and shot Larry a glare before leaving to follow Steve. She was tempted to flip the guy off, but he wasn't worth her well manicured finger.

" And the devil herself has arrived to grace us with her wonderful presence." Steve passed the shot of tequila to Gail as she sat down awkwardly at the table. Traci laughed, fixing the bouquet of flowers. She knew too well that the blonde never enjoyed the company of people unless it was in a setting that involved lots of alcohol.

" I'll be throwing them in 20 minutes Gail. I'm ready to see you tackle all the other women for it."

" Yeah, yeah, yeah Trace." Gail glanced at the woman before downing her shot of Tequila. She let her eyes wander the dance floor in search of Holly.

Gail spotted her nerd amongst all the bodies, she was dancing with Nick, Chloe, and Dov in the far corner. Even though Holly claimed that she wasn't a people person, Gail was impressed with how well she was able to socialize amongst all the officers.

" She's beautiful, isn't she?" Traci stood up and sat besides Gail. They both watched Holly dance quite impressively amongst all the drunk people. The woman was dressed in a deep blue v-neck cocktail dress with black heels. Today was one of the rare occasions that Gail had seen Holly in a dress. It really was a beautiful sight.

" I'm pretty sure you just got married, and that you're not gay."

" Be nice to me, it's my wedding day."

" I'm never nice."

" You're an angel when Holly is around."

" Shut up."

" Since when did you have other lesbian friends besides me and Holly?" Gail glared at two women that had inched closer to Holly as they were dancing.

" They were college friends Gail. They mean no harm."

Gail was already up and walking towards Holly before Traci could even finish her sentence. Gail was on a mission. The blonde woman walked across the dance floor and pushed her way through the crowd towards Holly.

" I thought you don't dance Gail?" Holly raised her eyebrow as she was being pulled the opposite direction and away from the new friends she was making.

" I don't dance."

" Then what are you doing?"

" Just teach me nerd. I should learn for when we get married right?"

" Who said I want to marry you?"

Gail huffed. " If I get down on one knee right now, and ask you to marry me what would you say."

" I'd ask you where the ring was."

" You, Holly Stewart, are the insane one."

" Just admit you were jealous." Holly laughed and pulled Gail close to her. " Keep your left hand on my shoulder and just leave your right hand where it is." Holly adjusted her position so the two could sway back and forth to the rhythm of the slow song. "Ow." Gail's foot accidentally planted itself on the tip of Holly's.

" Sorry, I'm bad at this whole dancing thing Hols."

" Just follow the pulse of the music and let your feet fall in tandem with mine."

" Why do you make everything sound like it came from a textbook. I feel-"

Holly tilted Gail's chin up with her finger and pressed her lips on the rambling blonde. She let her lips linger, just long enough for Gail to quit talking.

" You could've just told me to shut up Holly."

" Kisses out of no where is our way of saying shut up you talk too much." Holly captured Gail's lips once again and smiled into the kiss as Gail pulled the woman closer.

Gail pulled back." I'm not kidding about the whole proposing thing."

" I already know you've found the ring."

" What are you talking about?"

" I saw cheese puff flakes in the corner of my drawer."

Author's Note: Something quick that I wrote up from a Tumblr (xyylence) prompt.