A/N: Hello folks, this will be short as I'm not happy with this chapter but it gets the holiday moving.

There will be some angst in the next chapter or two, but as I'm sure you know by now it will be short lived in this story.

Naomi and Cook were given a warning, and they're abiding by it... for now, but I think Emily and Katie will want some answers soon.

Thanks for still reading this and your support, I hope you like it.

I've had a few problems with the site and I'll go and check the post tomorrow as I'm not sure the formatting etc has been saved properly.

Emily

I stared at the neat piles of clothes on my bed and tallied them up in my head. Four tops, four shirts, four pairs of shorts, some cut offs, three dresses, four skirts, three pairs of jeans just in case it got cold at night, oh, I'd better bring a few jumpers for the same reason.

I pulled a couple from the wardrobe and threw in a cardigan for good measure. My flip flops, two pairs of ballet pumps, a pair of trainers and some sandals. Three bikinis, plenty of underwear and some thing to wear at night in case I needed to get up for some reason. I didn't normally bother with pyjamas but my parents hadn't seen me without any clothes on for a very long time and Cook had never had the pleasure, a state of affairs I (and no doubt Naomi and Katie) were keen to maintain.

Now all I needed was my toiletries and that's it I'd be packed and ready to go. My cabin bag sat by the side of the bed and although I'd already checked it several times I didn't see the harm in doing it once more. Mine and Danny's passports and e-tickets were in the front pocket along with my normal purse, my holiday purse and my phone. The main part of the bag contained my iPad, my camera, three books, my sunglasses and a spare set of clothes to change into just in case my luggage got lost.

What? I like to be prepared for all eventualities. Just imagine if I went to Ibiza and my case went somewhere else? I'd be sweltering and unable to swim unless I'd cleverly packed some extras in my hand luggage.

I just finished squeezing everything into the case, luckily it was one of those expandable ones, when the doorbell rang.

"Can somebody get that please?" I shouted down the stairs. "It'll be Naomi."

She'd stayed at home last night as it was easier for her to pack at her Mum's, although to be fair there was quite a lot of her stuff here these days, not that I minded in the slightest, I loved waking up next to her. I heard excited chatter downstairs, Danny was like a jumping bean, all he'd talked about for the past week or so was the holiday, but we were all looking forward to going away.

I sat on my suitcase and began the tortuous task of trying to do the zip up.

"Jesus Christ Em, we're only going for a week." Naomi said incredulously as she was greeted by the sight of me bouncing round each of the corners of my suitcase in turn.

"I know, but I want to make sure I'm prepared." I uttered breathlessly.

"For what? Armageddon? Are there any clothes left in your wardrobe?" She asked with a frown.

I tutted, "Of course there are, I haven't got much."

A derisory snort, "Hmmm, I can see the term 'pack light' hasn't quite infiltrated the Fitch household."

"Piss off and help me downstairs with this will you?"

She laughed, "Oh no, I'm not putting my back out trying to lift that, you packed it, you carry it."

"DAD... DAD...can you give me a hand?" I shouted.

My Dad appeared with two bulging cases, "hang on a minute love, I'll just take these for Katie and I'll be back up for yours. Alright Naomi, anything I can help you with?"

She shook her head, "Thanks but I can manage."

"What did you come up for then?" I said slightly sulkily.

"To say hello." She leaned over and kissed me, "and to get my pig t shirt, I think I left it here the other night."

I pointed, "it's in the drawer, I washed it for you."

She retrieved the garment, "thank you, you didn't have to do that. You don't mind me leaving stuff here do you?"

I shook my head and smiled, "of course not, in fact I've cleared out a drawer, it seems silly not to seeing how often you stay over."

That earned me another kiss, "and at least I know your wardrobe is empty at the moment."

I gently slapped her shoulder, "Oy! Stop being cheeky or I'll..."

"Shhh, your Dad's coming back." Naomi said instantly moving away.

"Alright love let's have the case, the taxis will be here in ten minutes." He said as he carried it downstairs.

I picked up my other bag and grimaced slightly, Naomi smiled and motioned for me to hand it over, when she felt the weight I think she regretted that.

"What the hell have you got in here, a gold bar?"

I followed her downstairs, "Right Ms clever clogs let's see what you've got."

She placed the bag down next to a slightly larger rucksack.

"Well that's bigger than mine for a start." I scoffed

"Yeah, but it's all I'm taking." Naomi countered.

I looked around at the room full of cases, "how can you be? You can't fit a week's worth of clothes in that."

She laughed, "yes you can, everybody always ends up wearing the same things anyway."

"But what if something gets dirty." I spluttered.

"Isn't there a washing machine?"

I nodded.

Naomi shrugged, "things will dry in about 10 minutes in that heat."

"What if it gets cold?"

She pointed to the hoodie she was wearing, "that's why I've got this."

Aha, "what if they lose your luggage? What happens if you're stuck for days without being able to swim or left sweltering in your jeans?"

She looked at me indulgently, "I'm wearing my bikini and I believe they might have the odd shop or two where I could get a pair of shorts."

"We'll see, I bet I wear everything I've packed." Even if I have to change three times a day, I added silently in my head.

Naomi rolled her eyes, "anything else my little worry monkey?"

"Where's your camera? Books? Passport?" I really couldn't let this go could I?

She lifted her top to reveal one of those bag belt things. I got a flash of flesh, was it wrong I got a bit distracted?

"All in here. I've got my phone, which has a camera on it, I'll buy something to read on the plane at the airport and there's already loads of books and stuff in the villa."

I harrumphed a bit as Katie and Cook walked into the room, seemingly having a similar discussion, "but where are your shoes?"

He pointed to his feet, "and there's some flip flops in me bag."

"Christ men have it so easy, one of my cases is only filled with shoes." Katie said in mild disgust.

"It ain't just me, Naomi's only got that bag." He said pointing.

Katie snorted, "Yeah, well she is the man in that relationship, it figures."

"Er, actually Katie I think you'll find both parties being women is quite a fundamental part of a lesbian relationship." Naomi replied with scorn.

"Oh come on you two don't start. We haven't even got out the door yet." I chastised.

They both muttered something under their breaths, but thankfully shut up.

Danny came rushing in from outside where he'd been waiting for the cabs to arrive, "THEY'RE HEEEEERRRRREEEEE..."

"Thank you Danny, there's no need to shout." I told him off as I picked up my hand baggage. "Where's Mum?"

Katie shrugged, "I think she went for a lie down, something about one of her heads coming on."

"MUM... MUM... the taxis have arrived." I shouted upstairs as my Dad, Cook and Naomi took all the luggage outside. "MUM..."

"For goodness sake Emily I was just getting a glass of water, there's no need to panic, stay calm." She said with a tut as she floated past.

I set the alarm and locked the front door. When I turned around I was greeted by the sight of my sister holding Cook back as he tried to roughly shove her case in the boot.

"Jesus Christ Cook, do you have any idea how expensive those were, be more careful."

My parents and Danny waved as they set off in their car, with various bags balanced precariously on their laps.

"It's no good mate, it'll have to go in the back." The driver reasoned.

"I told you two wasn't enough, Jesus, Katie's luggage needs a cab to itself." Naomi said smugly.

"Shut up blondie, just because I'm not prepared to look like a skank the whole time." Katie spat back.

I hunted through my bag for my phone, I couldn't find the bloody thing, "where the fuck is my phone?"

Naomi calmly unzipped her belt and handed me hers, "although it might be quicker to get the driver to radio through for another cab..."

I smiled sarcastically, "Why don't you do that then?"

She smiled back, "Already done it Em as soon as I saw the car and the look on the driver's face when he saw the amount of luggage. It'll be here in five minutes."

My eyes narrowed, "Smug bitch..."

"You're welcome."

Katie and Cook zoomed off still arguing about her cases and why she'd packed so much stuff, while I stood impatiently tapping my foot and looking at my watch every 10 seconds.

"Where's this taxi for God's sake? I thought you said it'd be here."

"Don't start snapping at me, if everyone packed a small case we'd have got into two cars no problem."

"If everyone was perfect like me." I mimicked "meh, meh, meh..."

Naomi started to laugh, "You need to chill out a bit Em, tell you what, you probably need a holiday..."

By the time we eventually arrived at the airport my mood wasn't any better. We'd managed to get caught by every red light and traffic jam in Bristol as the usual Saturday gridlock kicked in. We crawled through the streets, at some points barely moving for 20 minutes. We entered the airport and found our check-in desks, yet another massive, slow moving queue. To make things worse, while we crawled snail like forwards, I got a text from Katie saying they'd checked in, gone through security and would see us in the departure lounge as they were grabbing something to eat.

"You might have thought Katie and Cook would have taken the later cab," I pointed at the single person in line to check into business class, "they knew we'd have to wait while they could have sailed through."

Naomi sighed, "I'm sorry I made you fly economy Emily, I'd never have suggested it if I knew you'd moan so much about it. "

My eyes narrowed, "Your calmness is starting to really get on my tits."

"Only starting to? Could have fooled me." Was the sarcastic reply.

I shuffled my bag forward another millimetre and craned my neck, "This bloody queue isn't getting any smaller you know, they keep fast tracking people who've only just arrived."

Naomi shrugged, "That's what I normally do. Get there right at the last minute, then you whizz through without all the hassle of hanging around."

I snorted, "So what's the point of telling you to arrive at least two hours before? I mean for God's sake they don't even separate out the flight destinations, for all we know half of these people's flights might leave after ours."

"Well there's not much we can do about it is there? So let's not make it worse by having a row." Naomi reasoned.

"Oh fuck off, you and your bloody principles." I snapped.

She sighed and got her phone out.

"What are you doing now?" I asked shortly.

"Looking at my phone. Have you got a problem with that too?"

I shrugged, "I thought you might like to converse with me, your girlfriend remember?"

Another resigned sigh as she put it away, "Fine, what would you like to talk about?"

"It doesn't matter, your phone is obviously far more interesting." I said petulantly.

"Oh my God Emily, I mean it is you right? Some weird alien hasn't mysteriously taken over your body and replaced my normally level headed, kind, patient, sweet girlfriend with the monster standing next to me. Because if they have, I'm not going anywhere with you, not today, not ever."

I stared at her and my shoulders sagged, "sorry, I always get really stressed out when I go on holiday."

Her face softened, "Don't you like flying?"

My eyes lit up, "Oh no, I love it, all the exciting smells and the sense of anticipation especially when you go somewhere new. Trying to guess which country you're flying over and seeing all these out of the way places and tiny towns and villages."

"Ok, so why are you so stressed out?"

I looked down, "promise you won't laugh?"

"I promise."

"I have this kind of routine I like to go through, it really makes me feel like the holiday's started."

Naomi smiled, but to be fair didn't actually laugh, "what kind of routine?"

I took a deep breath, "Well, it only really starts once I've gone through passport control and security. That's when I relax. The last couple of holidays I've gone on have been with my parents, so Danny stays with them. I like to browse the books in WH Smith, especially the 'airport exclusives'. Then I go to Dixons and look at all the gadgets. Finally I go to the bar, order a cheeseburger and chips with a pint and wait for the flight to be called."

Naomi shook her head as she laughed.

"You promised."

"I'm not laughing at you..."

I snorted, "obviously not..."

She smiled, "you're so adorable. I'm always surprised, but I keep finding another reason to be in love with you."

I bit my lip, "even though I'm a total monster sometimes?"

"Yes, in spite... No, because of that... I love you."

I was about to respond when an announcement was called, "is there anyone flying to Ibiza? BA146? You need fast track."

Naomi took my hand, "that's us babe."

She pulled us forward, we gave in our passports and handed in our tickets. "Proceed through passport control please."

She smiled, "not so bad now eh?"

We just about made it to the flight, we tumbled through the door and gave our boarding passes to the attendant.

"On the left, half way down. Please be seated quickly. We're about to take off." She said snootily.

We walked through the front of the aircraft, Katie was sat sipping champagne flicking through a magazine, she smiled sarcastically, "nice of you to join us."

I turned to Danny who was pressing everything in sight, I stroked his cheek and gave him a kiss, "be good ok?"

He wiped his face, "gerrof, this is ace."

We made our way into the cabin, found our seats and looked apologetically at the person sitting in the aisle, "sorry, I think that's us."

He grumbled slightly but got up.

I motioned, "do you want the window?"

Naomi smiled, "No, you have it. How else could you see what countries you're going over?"

I smiled sheepishly and took the seat. When Naomi squeezed into the middle I reached over and kissed her cheek, "thank you."

"My pleasure." She replied with twinkling eyes.

We took off and I gazed out of the window. I know it was silly but I loved the view. My face pressed against the perspex and I looked at the colours of the fields below. Soon we were over the sea, I turned back.

"Sorry you didn't have time to get any books."

Naomi shrugged, "it's ok, like I said the villa has plenty. Sorry you didn't have time for your ritual."

I smiled, "it's ok too, maybe this is my new ritual, with you."

She rolled her eyes, "I really hope not..."

We'd been flying for a while and I was a little restless. I'd looked out of the window, which was nice but now we were over the mountains and the scenery hadn't changed for a while. Naomi had drifted off to sleep almost as soon as we'd taken off and was still lying serenely next to me. I'd never understood how people did that, the seats were uncomfortable and besides what if you missed something? She'd reluctantly woken up when our meals were delivered and shovelled some food into her mouth before lying back again. The bonus was I got to finish her meal and get her share of the coffee and drinks.

I gently pushed a strand of her hair from her face and she snuggled into my shoulder with a contented hmmmm. I know I'm a bit of a nightmare on holiday, well no that's not true I'm a pain going on holiday but I always get stressed in case something goes wrong and you can't get there. I know, it's stupid, but when you look forward to something aren't you always bothered in case it doesn't happen?

No? Just me then.

She stirred and looked at me with bleary eyes, then she smiled and leaned over to kiss me.

Suddenly she tensed and jumped away, "sorry..."

"Why?"

Naomi's arms reached out in front of her as she stretched, "shouldn't have fallen asleep on you."

I looked puzzled, "again why?"

She looked furtive, "someone might see."

I still didn't understand, "and that's a problem because?"

"Em, come on, no one wants to see us, PDAs, bleugh." Was her charming response.

I raised my eyebrow, "I thought you might want to join the mile high club?"

Naomi looked horrified, "Jesus no!"

I started to laugh, "it was a joke Naomi, lighten up."

She shuffled in her seat, "That's rich."

"Baby don't be such a prude."

She scoffed, "I'm not, I just don't want to look like them." She pointed to a very smug looking couple exiting the bathroom.

I rolled my eyes, "fine, I'm sorry I called you prudish, but there'll be plenty of time in the villa. You looking all sexy in your bikini, all the little nooks and corners in the gardens, maybe even in the pool if we get some time alone."

She shook her head violently, "No Ems, separate rooms, no sneaking around late at night, it's not going to happen."

I was about to respond when the captain came over the intercom and instructed us to fasten our seat belts for the descent. "What do you mean? I told you the sun makes me horny."

"Emily, your parents have been good enough to invite me onto this holiday, I'm not about to mess it up by disrespecting them." Naomi replied as she settled back down into her seat. "Now I thought you liked to look at the view."

I turned to the window and watched as we landed. Naomi refused to take my hand as she got our hand luggage and we met my family in the lounge.

"Right kids, I'll go and get the hire car, you go get the cases." My Dad bellowed.

Of course the business class ones were all off first and I stood by the carousel as Katie begrudgingly waited. Naomi and Cook were deep in the middle of a whispered conversation.

"What's that all about?" I motioned towards them.

Katie shrugged, "Dunno, he's being all weird. Can you believe it, I offered to join the mile high club and Cook turned me down?"

I thought back to Naomi's behaviour, "it was the same for me, but I was just kidding."

Katie tutted, "Seriously, if I don't get any, this holiday officially sucks."

I looked thoughtfully at Naomi and then Cook, "don't worry, we'll get to the bottom of it. We are Fitches after all."