A/N: Thank you to everyone who has reviewed so far, it's good to know people like it!

Twittypye: Paramore was amazing on the second night as well! I have no idea what's going on with Hayley's hair though, it's like three different styles on one head.

Set during the first part of S04E09

Holly puts the phone between her ear and shoulder as she flicks off the kitchen light, a cup of tea in her other hand.

"She's set me up with some guy that she's only met once," there's a whine in Gail's voice.

"Well you never know he could be the prince charming you're looking for."

"Yeah, I'm really not looking for that right now," she thinks that statement may hold more weight than Gail is letting on.

"Oh, so what are you looking for?"

"Something appropriate to wear, this is ridiculous, it's CSI night, does my mother not understand priorities?" It's a joke, but it still causes warmth to flood through her at the thought that Gail would rather be spending time with her.

"I've got it set to record, oh I have an idea, why don't you can come over afterwards? We can eat ice cream and braid each others hair and discuss how icky all the boys are." The rustling of clothes from the other end of the phone stops.

"Did you just say icky?" She feels her lips pull up into a smile.

"Yes I did, because that's what they are, icky."

"I think you might be a little biased, but more importantly I think this is the top."

"Tight, low cut and lacy?" She places the cup on the coffee table and leans back into the couch.

"Maybe in your dreams nerdy." Holly feels her face flush, because imagining Gail in tight, low cut and lacy clothing has definitely been a heavy feature in her dreams of late. "No I've gone for full body coverage, a nun would be proud of me tonight."

"Yeah, a change in clothing? That's not going to make you the pride and joy of a nun." She smiles at the gasp Gail lets out.

"I resent that accusation, so much so that I'm going to hang up on you."

"Uhuh, ready to go then?"

"No, I really don't want to do this," the whine is back in her voice again.

"You could just not go?" She feels like suggesting she just cancel it and come to her apartment, doesn't want to push, because despite Gail's apparent disinterest in going out she thinks that maybe she does want to find someone.

"One date and my mum will get off my back for a couple of weeks at least."

"Well I'll talk to you later then yeah? Have fun Officer."

"Not a chance in hell Nerdy, later." Gail hangs up on her and she throws her phone down onto the coffee table, wonders what an acceptable amount of time will be before she can text her.

Holly lets out a sigh and pushes her head back into the pillows, trying to sleep had seemed like a good way to get her mind off of the blonde, but all she can think about is what Gail's doing with her blind date. There's a tension that has settled in her stomach ever since Gail hung up on her, she can't explain it, but it feels like jealousy. Tries convincing herself that maybe the feeling isn't jealousy, Gail's a friend, maybe she's just worried about how her date is going.

She lets out another sigh, she won't sleep until she knows what has happened with her date. Finally she gives in and reaches for the phone on the bedside table to text Gail, hopes if something is happening her text will interrupt it.

H: Pulled yet?

Fifteen minutes later and she still hasn't replied. Her heart clenches at the idea that maybe they are getting on, maybe Gail's taken a liking to him, maybe they've already left to take the date further. The message tone of her mobile interrupts her increasingly frantic thoughts.

G: I'm already home

She looks at the clock, it's barely been an hour since she left.

H: That was fast, didn't tickle your pickle?

Her message tone goes off for a second time and Gail's response leaves her feeling relaxed again.

G: There is not enough alcohol in the world

She tells herself that the relaxed feeling is because she was worried, but every time her thoughts bring her back to that explanation it becomes less convincing. She realises then that there's only one explanation for why she thinks about Gail so much, for the dreams she's been having, for how happy she feels when she hears from Gail and the gut wrenching feeling she gets when she thinks about Gail with someone else.

Despite her best intentions she's falling for Gail Peck.

A/N: Slightly shorter chapter, but the next one should be a bit longer, I'll try and have it up during the week. Have a good weekend love muffins.