Haha Right so bare with me here, I came home the other night after a bit of a pub crawl and outlined this entire chapter, I even wrote a little A/N which didn't make that much sense but the outline did so… yeah quite a bit of adding in, and fixing of spelling and we have this!
Basically I'm happy is drunk me made character development

I'm trying to get the happy medium of updating regularly and making the story develop and doing the characters justice. The reviews as always are really appreciated, so let me know if you think I've rushed this at all, I can slow it down/break it down a bit more. But personally I wanted this (and by popular demand) we have officer lunchbox…

Chapter 10- Drunken answers

She stretched out her long hands and clenched them few times, she needed to feel grounded, prepared. She walked up to the bar, raising her hand to get the barman's attention as she went to stand by the blonde. "Hi."

The blonde turned her head to look at Holly, bright blue eyes searching for whoever dared speak to her. Those eyes had haunted her dreams. The blonde's eyebrows knitted in confusion.
"I'm Holly," She tired to help the blonde out. "We meet… at the bar and… in the lab, you saved me, and well I guess I saved you," her hands were flapping as she spoke. "I'm sorry to bother you. I just wanted to I don't know, introduce myself." She was rambling, and she knew it but the blonde just sat there, silent. "Maybe buy you a drink, although looks like you already have one, I don't know I'm sorry I shouldn't have come. I'm sorry for intruding."

She was just turning to leave as Officer Epstein approached the bar, "Hey Doc!"
"Oh… err… Hi Officer Epstein." She was still berating herself for her ramble that everything came out a bit flustered.

"Dov please," was he flirting? "Do you want to join us for a drink, we're celebrating!"
She looked over to corner, a few other rookies Holly had seen before where there.
"No I just came to…" Why had she come again? She just looked to the blonde, her mouth open trying to voice a reason.
"For her?" He was laughing, the blonde who had still be looking at Holly rolled her head across her body lazily until she was glaring at Dov, a noise almost like a growl being admitted by her.

Holly know stood with her brows knitted staring at the young Officer.
"Sorry what?" Her voice suddenly sounding much more assertive.
"Good luck is all." She just continued to stare and until he added "Just there's a reason everyone called her the bitch at the academy."
Holly couldn't believe it. The nerve of this man, no this boy. "Who the hell are you to judge her? You have no idea what she has done, who is she." She didn't know why she was defending the blonde so much, she didn't know her either. She was stepping towards the young officer, almost towering over him, taking a step with every statement. The blonde had swirled in her stool, now facing the standoff in front of her, slumping slightly with her back on the bar, eyebrows raise and an amused expression playing on her lips.

"I've only known her a week and I already trust her to be twice the officer you'll be." Where is this coming from… stop talking!
"Christ LADY! She's a bitch alright. Everyone knows it," The blonde, starting nodding at that causing her to become a bit wobbly on her stool. "You wait you'll figure it out in time, you don't have to go all bat shit crazy on me." Crazy? He quickly ran off back to the corner before a Holly had a chance to snap at the crazy comment.

He passed Steve as he scurried off coming back from the bathroom. "Oh hi, I'm Steve."

Holly was broken out of her trance, "Holly, Holly Stewart." Taking his hand, firm handshake.
"Hang on, the doctor from…" He was about to ask until he was cut off.
"I'm…" The blonded started, practically shouting as she dragged out the word, slurring it too and smiling up at Holly and Steve, she was blinking lots. "Gail!" She finished pushing herself forward off the bar, too forcefully, straight off the stool and straight into Holly's arms, who caught her as carefully as possible.

"ompphfed." The blonde groaned.

"I got you." She looked over to Steve who had his head in his hand, his shoulders bouncing as he chuckled.

"Yep-p."

They drop her unceremoniously into the bed. Earning them another groan.

She still awake but very drunk. Steve had found the entire situation funny, saying he hadn't seen her like this since she was 16 and got drunk in the park with some friends. But Holly didn't find this funny. The pain meds she was on, Hydromorphone, and alcohol did not mix well, you can never tell how they will mix in any one singular person. With Gail it didn't seem to causing her in any pain. She was just very drunk.

Gail hadn't spoken much since they left the bar, Steve drove them back in his truck. Holly helped him get Gail to the car and next thing she knew she was trying to belt the blonde into the back seat of the truck and they were pulling away from the bar. Holly still inside. She hadn't really minded and it was only about half way to wherever they were going that she realised she had left Jerry at the bar, he wouldn't mind but she should probably text him.

"Do you think she'll be okay?" Holly asked, looking around the apartment, it looked tidy but she couldn't really judge as there was hardly anything in the room, just a box at the end bed slightly open. It looked like she had just moved in, but there was a thin layer of dust around the room, on the empty shelves and the window still. She must have left the house empty when she was undercover, must be weird to be back.

"Who knows with Gail, she is just always a little closed off I guess." Steve replied, phone in hand not really paying much attention.
"What do you mean?"
"Gail is lovely, she can be loving and caring and the kindest person I know but she has been hurt and put down so much she will never really open herself up to someone. Maybe after this it will change her, who knows." His phone started ringing in his hand. "Sorry I need to take this, can you watch her for me." He walked out the room before she had a chance to reply.

She looked down on the bed, Gail had turned around and was now lying on her back with her head hanging off the end of the bed, a giant smirk on her face staring at Holly, the expression was almost child like. The right arm was stretched out, her hand rubbing the sheets below.
"You're pretiful." She mumbled.
"Pretiful? Err…. Right I'm going to get you some water."

She returned a minute later, a large glass of water in her hand, almost slipping it as she saw the blonde, still stretched out on the bed, her belt undone, trousers half slipped off, and t-shirt pushed up. She couldn't help her own reaction, her throat conscriting tightly, the unconsciously licking of lips as her eyes raked over the blondes body. She was snapped out of her trance quickly at the sound of Steve's return.

"Hey! Oh… what the hell Gail." He sighed. "I have to go," he was waving his phone around like an explanation. "You're her friend right? Can you make sure she's alright? Thanks I owe you!" he was out again before she could reply. Leaving her shell-shocked.
"STEVE!" it took her a moment but she finally managed to get it out.
"Yeah?" He popped his head back round the door. If she wanted to get out of this, this was her only chance.

"I… Do I need to know anything?"
He laughed, "No tomatoes, likes caffeine." He chuckled again, "look if you need to get hold of me here's my number." He passed her his card and was out of the door again.

Oh god, what have I got myself into. She looked down to the blonde, was she pointing at something? She followed her eyes to a box in the corner, she looked back to the blonde for confirmation and receive a little nod, maybe she wanted her pyjamas or something. She picked up the box and bought it over, the blonde scrambled to reach it, Holly eventually helping her to sit.

Her hand was clumsily knocking the stuff in box around, but she knew what she was looking for. Making a slightly gleeful sound when she found it she pulled a tequila bottle out of the box.
"Oh no no no," Holly felt liked was talking to a child, but a very strong child as she tried to wrestle the bottle out of the blonde's tight grasp. "You can't drink anymore, you really shouldn't have been in the first place." The blonde just huffed as Holly eventually won the bottle.
"Why don't we get you into bed properly

She wakes up disorientated, theres a shaking next to her and her head is pounding. Carefully rolling over Gail finds the source of the jolting, the doctor is next to her, asleep in her bed, most likely having some kind of nightmare. She hesitates for a moment, trying to put the pieces together. She was in the bar, she was drinking, a lot, and with her pain meds, she must have gotten a little too drunk and the doctor took her home. Why did this woman, who did not know her, keep saving her? And now she was asleep in Gail's bed, and Gail was half undressed, when did this happen?

She looked over to the doctor again, her face was contorted, she was groaning slightly, whimpering even. Her body jolting ever so often and her hands were in fists, her entire body looked to be tensed. She was obviously having a nightmare. Gail remembered all of her nightmares and whenever she dreamt now a days it was nightmares. The pain meds in the hospital had helped, sending her in a deep dreamless sleep. But when she had tired to sleep after she got home from the station, she had found herself jolting awake an hour later, covered in a thin sheen of sweat. The nightmare replaying in her head. If there had been someone there to wake her up from her nightmares, she knew she would have appreciated it.

She sat up slightly, and reached over to the doctor. Gail wasn't great at this kind of thing, she tried to be gentle but ended up prodding the doctor with two finger, "Hey… Hello… Hey wake up…." Still nothing, she tried a little shove, then another slightly harder, "hey wake up! You're having a nightmare…" Sighing about to give up she shook the doctor.

The next thing she knew, she was pinned. Flat on her back, an arm at her neck, the other ready to throw a punch above her head. Even though she had no way of escape and the way the doctor;s body was pushed against her was causing pain, she couldn't help but be slightly excited at the situation with the very beautiful doctor lying on top of her. Subconsciously licking her lips before speaking. "Wow, hey, hey calm down! You were having a nightmare!"

The doctor suddenly sat up, a look of horror upon her face. Gail groaned as she tried to follow her up into a sitting position. "Hey it's alright, some random chick just shook you awake. I don't do well either when people wake me up." She didn't know why but she wanted the doctor to like her, she was trying to make a good impression and Gail Peck did not try with anyone.

"No no, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to fall asleep here, I just… I bought you back with Steve and he had to leave and then you were trying to get more alcohol and you wouldn't stop and then I managed to get you into bed and then you were trying to talk and I don't know I must have fallen asleep." The doctor was speaking so fast and with the alcohol still in Gail's system she just sat there dumbfounded nodding along to the words she was spewing out so fast. "And oh my god, I just attacked you and you were just being nice and waking me when I was having a bad dream, and I attacked you and oh my god you have a serious injury, you were shot, saving me and now I just attacked you, and pinned you, and oh my god are you okay?"

Perhaps it was the doctor's cute way of always rambling or her slightly dishevelled but somehow beautiful look, or perhaps Gail's slightly inebriated-self acting out, or the need for human connection after so long of denying herself any that she did it. Whichever it was Gail stopped questioning it the second her lips touched the doctors. The kiss was not long, just enough for her lips to feel the doctor's reacting.
"You're insane," she spoke just millimetres away from her lips.
"So I've been told…" The doctor's eyes had shot open, dark brown orbs starting into Gail's blue ones.
"I'm going to sleep now." She lay back down.
"Right…" The doctor's voice was a lot quieter, her words coming out almost like questions. "Sleep. Yeah."
"Uh huh nerd, sleep." Gail was already getting sleepily and she could feel herself failing away peacefully for the first time in months with a smile on her face.

What do you think? Sorry for the delay with the update, it was basically finished last night but I was really tired and rightfully did not trust my proofreading!
Next chapter is already started, so should be coming soon, let me know if you want to see anything in particular happen. Prompts welcome.