The air inside became stuffy and Gillian could feel a lump of emotion rising in her throat. She threw what she hoped was an apologetic smile at the man she was talking to and rushed out the exit, taking gulps of cold air as she sat at the garden table. It had rained at some point and the chair was damp, but she barely noticed as she rested her elbows on the table and then her head in her hands. She was out there for almost ten minutes sobbing quietly before she realised a voice had spoken.

"Gillian? Are you okay?" A gentle hand touched her shoulder.

Forcing herself to quieten, Gillian lifted her head and offered what she knew was an unconvincing smile to Kate. "Fine. Weddings always get me."

Kate gave a faint smile as she sat on the other seat, right on the edge so she wouldn't get wet. Gillian suddenly realised that when she stood up she would probably have a sopping wet arse. Oh well. Couldn't make her feel any worse.

"I always avoid wedding receptions if I can. People suddenly feel its their right to ask you all manner of inappropriate things!"

Gillian laughed, releasing another sob before her face crumpled again.

"What is it, Gillian? Really." Concerned, Kate reached forward and took one of Gillian's hands in her own.

"It's Caroline." Gillian managed to squeak out.

Kate frowned, studying the face in front of her before a dawn of understanding fell over her face. "Do..D-Do you…love her?"

Gillian nodded, then shook her head and then nodded again, not noticing the slight panicked look that passed over Kate's face. "I do. N-not like you. Not in..in that sort of way. I've slept with a lot of people, but they've always been men."

Relieved, Kate gave a gentle smile. "Well, you don't know what your missing."

Gillian let out a laugh, relieving some of the anxiety that had settled over her. "It's just that I've never..never had a proper female friend before. She's like..like a sister and a best friend all rolled into one. But she won't need me now she has you. You're the person she'll talk to about things, and I wont be able to call her up to grumble about things anymore." Gillian sniffed and gave a condescending laugh as she wiped her face. "Listen to me. You'd think she'd died instead of married. I'm being silly."

"No you're not." Kate squeezed Gillian's hand and gave a reassuring smile when she looked sceptical. "You're not, I promise. When my best friend in college met her first boyfriend, I was devastated, but nothing changed really. I just got a new friend. A good friend. So maybe you could look at it like that- you're not losing a sister or a best friend, you're just gaining another friend!"

"You wouldn't want to be friends with me. You're kind and polite and lovely. I'm crude, I'm rarely polite, and I say horrible things to people all the time."

"Listen, if I can marry a snotty bitch like Caroline, I can be friends with trailer trash like you."

Gillian let out a shocked laugh, squeezing Kate's hand back appreciatively. "I don't think either of us will ever live that first meeting down."

"I doubt it." Kate smiled. "So are we cool, Vincent?"

Gillian lifted her eyes to look at the woman in front of her with surprise. "Has Caroline told you about that?"

"About what?" Kate frowned, glancing up at the house.

"I…Do you like Pulp Fiction? It's my favourite movie." Gillian perked up now, looking at Kate with renewed interest.

" Well, let's not start sucking each other's dicks quite yet." Kate offered with a grin.

"I beg your pardon?!" Caroline faltered as she approached the table. She'd been watching the pair for a few seconds and decided like the conversation looked entirely too tense for a wedding day.

"Relax, Caz, it's a quote from pulp fiction. She's never seen it, Kate."

"Never?"

"Never."

"…And to think I married her without knowing an important thing like that about her!"

Caroline looked on in confusion as the women fell together laughing.

"What happened with Gillian today? In the garden?" Caroline finally asked that evening. Everyone else had left and now they were curled up together in front of the fire, neither willing to end the day just yet.

"She was worried you might not have so much time for her now we're married." Kate yawned, pulling the blanket up a little higher.

"Well that's stupid."

Kate laughed softly, turning her head to drop a kiss to the thigh her head rested on. "That's what I said. Although not so bluntly. She thinks of you as her best friend, you know."

"Does she?" Caroline asked lightly, a smile forming on her lips as she considered this. "I've never had a best friend before."

"What about me?!" Kate protested, though with little energy.

"You, Kate McKenzie-Dawson, are my soul mate."

"Really?" Kate smiled, rolling over so she could see Caroline's face.

Caroline just nodded, stroking her wife's face with her finger tips. "Whether we like it or not sometimes best friends fade in and out of your life, but soul mates? They're a forever kind of thing."