Again, thanks to my one reviewer. It is much appreciated. Haha. So I think the next chapter will be the last. Sadness. But then I shall be working on another one. So enjoy.

Part 6

Olive Snook awoke the next morning, clutching a pillow close, pretending it was Chuck, smiling at the thought. She had been trying to ignore the yelling that was going on next door in Ned and Chuck's apartment, but couldn't stand it any longer. So she got out of bed and went down to the Pie Hole.

When she got down to the restaurant, it was oddly deserted. Ned was usually the first one down, already making pies and opening up before everyone else was even awake, but his duties were obviously abandoned.

So Olive went about, opening the doors and taking the chairs off of the tables, trying to calm her nerves. "What is taking them so long? Maybe Chuck changed her mind, maybe she's going to stay with Ned after all. Good god, Olive, stop thinking about it."

To keep herself busy, she began slicing a peach feverishly, not really paying attention to the sharp knife slicing through the fruit's tender flesh. The peach slices were uneven and haphazard, certainly not fit for a Pie Hole pie. But Olive just needed a distraction from what was going on upstairs.

She jumped slightly when she felt arms encircle her from behind, but realizing who it was, she relaxed and leaned back slightly. "Hey," Chuck's voice said, her breath tickling Olive's ear, causing her to shiver. Chuck placed her hands over Olive's, guiding her hands as they cut the peach. "You're obliterating this poor peach," she chuckled, "why so angry?"

"Not angry as much as anxious. You were taking so long, I had thought you had decided to stay with Ned," Olive answered, allowing Chuck's hands to guide her, savoring the touch, "speaking of Ned," Olive escaped from Chuck's arms and turned to look at her, "should we really be all, lovey dovey around him after you just broke up with him? You did break up with him, right?"

Chuck crossed her arms in front of her chest, "I have had enough no touch relationships. I want to touch you whenever and wherever I want."

"Does that mean you broke up with him? I'm all for the touching whenever wherever thing. But I would like to know if I'm touching someone else's girl before I touch them to avoid possible confrontation," Olive said shrugging.

Sighing, Chuck sat down on a stool at the counter and began eating the peach Olive had been cutting earlier, "Yes, I did. And he was very upset, if you couldn't tell from the yelling. He was so upset he's not even coming down to the Pie Hole today. I feel really bad about it, but there's nothing else to do. I couldn't lie to him, not to Ned, after everything he's done for me."

"Maybe we should take him a pie. Pie makes everything better," Olive said, inching closer to the counter.

"We should just leave him alone for a while," Chuck said through a mouth full of peach, "And looking back I think you're right about not flaunting our relationship in front of him. It seems cruel and insensitive."

Olive's heart jumped at that word. Relationship. Up until this moment, she was not sure what was between her and the dead girl. Did she want a relationship like the one she had previously with Ned? Or was this going to be a once in a while relationship where Chuck could get her touching fix?

"So, is that what this is? What we are? Are we in a relationship?" Olive leaned on the counter with her elbows. Chuck smiled and covered Olive's hands with her own, "Yes, of course. I wouldn't ask for anything less."

"You said Ned wasn't coming down today, right?" the blonde asked scooting closer to Chuck. "Yes. Ned has taken an emotional health day," she answered.

"Good," Olive said before leaning into Chuck and kissing her lightly on the lips. "I missed you last night," the brunette smiled, "So much that I hugged a pillow and pretended it was you."

"So did I, pillow and all," Olive said before kissing her again. The two were so focused on the other that they did nit here the bell above the door jingle as Emerson Cod walked in. "What the hell?"

Olive and Chuck quickly jumped apart in surprise. "Why's everybody all up in everybody else's business? Does Pie Boy know his girl's all up in Itty Bitty's business?"

"We weren't all up in each other's business," Chuck said wiping Olive's lipstick from her mouth. "No, not yet. But if I hadn't walked in here y'all woulda been in each other's business all over the kitchen. And that just ain't sanitary, I eat here," Emerson billowed, "now, I just came here to see Ned. So kindly point me in his general direction so I can pretend like I never saw this."

"Well, for one thing, Olive and I are together now. Officially," Chuck wrapped an arm around Olive's waist and brought her back toward her.

"What kind of Private Investigator do you think I am? I've seen the signs between you two for weeks now. It was only a matter of time before you dumped Ned for blondie here."

"But, how-"

Emerson interrupted Olive, "If you've been sitting in front of a pie that you can't touch, it's only a matter of time before you will dump that pie for one you can eat. Excuse my loose use of verbs."

Both girls blushed furiously and Emerson continued to look at them. "Ned is in the apartment," Chuck said trying to break the awkward silence.

Just as Emerson left, the first customers of the day walked in and the girls began their daily duties, stealing glances at one another and catching each other's eyes and sharing smiles throughout the day.

The day finally ended. The doors to the Pie Hole were locked and tables were wiped clean with chairs on them. Chuck was placing the last pie in the fridge when she turned around and ended up in Olive's arms. "I missed you," Olive breathed. "I've been with you all day," Chuck said kissing her forehead.

"Are you coming over tonight?" asked the petite woman. "Yeah, I'm just stopping over at Ned's first. I want to check up on him. Get some stuff. I'm pretty sure he won't want me in that apartment anymore."

Again, Olive's paranoia that Chuck would go back to Ned and leave her in the dust took hold and she gripped her new girlfriend tighter. "Do you promise to come back to me?"

Chuck didn't answer, just put a finger under the smaller woman's chin and angled it so she could have better access to her lips.

As Chuck kissed Olive and Olive kissed Chuck, both knew that this was it. Olive knew Chuck would never leave her for Ned and Chuck knew Ned could never compare to Olive. In this one simple kiss, they knew they were the one's for each other.