"Hello Gladys…or should I say Gail?" Dorothy smiles smugly. Gail immediately notices the gun shaped object in Dorothy's pocket.

"Hello Dorothy."

Dorothy scrunches up her face and tilts her head to the side in confusion, "you don't seem surprised to see me," Dorothy pauses thinking Gail will say something, "no matter." She jiggles the object in her pocket, "is your other half here? Are you two even married, is she even pregnant?" Dorothy trying to find something to potentially get a reaction from the blonde, to give herself the upper hand, but nothing is working so far.

Gail hears a car door slam from the parking lot, slightly nervous that someone is with Dorothy and about to join them, Gail's brain starts to create various solutions in her mind in order to get herself out of this situation. She takes a glance down and notices a water mark appears in Dorothy's pocket where the gun is. That's weird¸ thinks Gail, I have never known of a gun that leaks. Except…

Holly clenches her heart and winces, "what's wrong?" Joyce notices her daughter come to a complete stop in the middle of the room.

"Oh," Holly gulps at the air, "nothing, just a little heart burn." Holly rubs her chest out of habit, as if it was a sore and this is going to soothe it.

Joyce smiles at her knowingly, "ah."

"What?" questions Holly.

"Nothing, but I think I'll be able to describe your baby."

"You can tell what gender I'm having just by some heart burn?" Holly questions, "that doesn't sound very scientific."

"No," laughs Joyce, "however, if you do know, I would love to know."

"No," says Holly, "I want it to be a surprise," Holly sighs, having felt like she has said this at least a million times, okay maybe not a million, but it sure feels like it.

Joyce smiles at her daughter and directs her to the couch to let her rest, after Holly has been seated she says, "no, what I mean is, your baby will have a full head of hair. Heartburn before the baby is born is a good indicator of that."

"Oh," says Holly, in a state of Zen with her legs raised and head leaned back on to the couch's arm rest. With her eyes closed she asks, "did you have heart burn?"

Joyce smiles at her daughter, "yes, with you and Yvette. Not with Walter, I wonder why?"

The two Stewart ladies laugh, "it's funny eh, how Yvette and I have full heads of hair and Walter has already lost his hair."

"Yes, it's too bad, but my son does look good with a shaved head."

"Shaved head and a bushy beard."

Joyce makes a face, "I don't know how Tiffany puts up with it, I never liked a beard."

Holly sighs, "it's his appearance mom, he's a grown man, he can do what he wants," feeling like she has had this conversation at least a million times.

"I know, but if he was still little I would have made him cut his beard a long time ago."

Holly laughs, then yawns. "Mind if I take a nap?"

"Of course dear, you do what feels right." Joyce grabs a blanket from the big chair and tosses it over Holly.

Holly smiles, happy to be taken care of, "thanks mom."

"Anytime," Joyce leans down to brush a few stray hairs from Holly's face, "even though you are about to have a baby, you will always be my baby." She kisses her daughter and leaves her to sleep.

Gail hears a couple of voices that she recognizes, voices that help to alleviate the situation for her. All she needs to do is to keep Dorothy talking, keep Dorothy focused on something besides harming Gail.

"Why don't you seem scared?" questions Dorothy.

Gail kind of shrugs her shoulders, "nothing to be scared about…"

"What does that mean?"

"It means I don't think you can actually harm me."

"What do you mean?" asks Dorothy, she nods to her pocket, "what do you think that is?"

"A water gun, probably one from the library's summer camp," Dorothy's face reddens at Gail's words, "one that I gave to your daughter, Eve," Dorothy's face gets a look of anger at the mention of her daughter. Gail shrugs her shoulders again as she hears the voices get closer, damn they take a fucking long time to get to our front door, she thinks. Gail continues to stare down Dorothy, ready for whatever comes next.

Holly wakes up from her nap on the couch; she struggles getting off the couch. She looks around expecting to see the furniture that she got so accustomed to in Moonbeam, but realizes she's at her townhouse. She walks into the kitchen for a glass of water, where she finds her parents. "Is Gail home yet?" she asks.

"No, how was your nap?" her mom asks.

"Good," Holly sighs, "did she call?"

Holly's dad shakes his head, "your phone hasn't rung."

Holly and Gail finally exchanged phone numbers the other day when Holly pulled it out of the kitchen drawer in their kitchen in Moonbeam. "That's okay," says Holly, "we're not really accustomed to calling the other." Her parents look at her funny, she explains, "once I found out my phone could be tracked I turned it off and stored in a drawer since the summer, also it was too tempting to call you guys."

"Aw," Joyce stands up to hug her daughter, "come here, I was so worried about you, get over here Charlie." Charlie gets up to hug his daughter and wife.

"Thanks," mumbles Holly. After her parents release her, "I'm going to go call her, just to check in, it's weird her not being around," the last part she mostly says to herself. She goes back to the family room to grab her phone.

Gail takes a step toward Dorothy to force her backwards, it works, Dorothy takes a step backward, just in time for Chris and Dov to see her as they get closer to their door. Gail hears it, "FREEZE!"

Gail watches as Dorothy gets an 'oh shit!' look on her face, and Gail's face turns into a look of relief, knowing her roommates should be able to handle the situation, she steps back into the apartment and slams the door, for just in case reasons. She doesn't open the door until there is a knock and an "it's safe Gail."

Gail opens the front door, "nice job boys," she congratulates them.

Both men have looks of unrest on their faces, "what the hell Gail?" Gail looks at them like 'what?' "Who is she? And why is she pointing a water gun at you?"

"Maybe she thinks I needed a shower," trying to play it off.

"You're lucky we came back. Come on Gail, help us out here."

Gail sighs, "she was one of my neighbours from Moonbeam," the boys nod their heads, following so far, "but she's originally from North York, her bother is one of the higher ups of the gang Steve had me go undercover in."

Dorothy gasps, like 'how did she know that?'

Gail continues and addresses Dorothy, "I can't believe you followed me home to pull a squirt gun on me, you have a beautiful family and a great life, I can't believe you would throw that all away, just to what, to scare me?" Gail questions Dorothy.

Dorothy looks away, clearly not happy with how everything played out.

"Did your brother set you up for this?" Gail wants to find out more, for her own curiosity and to tell Steve.

Dorothy doesn't answer.

Gail shakes her head at Dorothy, "now they're going to take you back to the station and book you, do you want that to happen? What's going to happen when you call home and tell Dan you're in jail in Toronto, does Dan even know you're here?"

Dorothy shakes her head.

"What do you think we should do here?" Gail asks somewhat rhetorically, "cause these fine officers can book you for threatening an officer…"

Dorothy still doesn't say anything.

Gail keeps talking, "how about we make a deal?" both Chris and Dov gasp, like 'can she do that?' Gail nods her head, "we'll let you go if you talk to someone about your brother." She lets it sit for a minute, still no answer. Gail asks, "did you hear me?" Dorothy nods her head. Gail repeats herself, "is that a deal, you talk to someone about your brother and we'll let you go home to Moonbeam, but if our paths cross again, you'll be in trouble, I wont be so nice next time."

Dorothy nods her head, "I'll answer your questions."

Gail says, "good choice." She looks at Chris who's been holding onto Dorothy's arm the whole time, "let me call Steve, you can take her to the station, I'll tell Steve to meet us there."

Chris nods his head and walks away, Dov stays back to check on Gail, "you good?"

Gail gives him a weird look, "yeah?" She fishes her phone out of her pocket and dials Steve, she asks Dov, "why did are you two here?"

"I forgot the cruiser's spare set of keys on the table," he reaches into their house and grabs the keys.

Dov opens his mouth to say something else but Gail turns her back to him to indicate she's done with him, "Hi Steve, boy do I have a great Christmas gift for you…" Dov gets the hint and she hears him shuffle off to his and Chris' squad.

Gail's standing behind the one way glass watching Steve talk to Dorothy. Gail's phone buzzed as she was heading into the frat house, she ignored it, she grabbed the two bags that she had been packing up and the crib and put them in the back of her SUV. She followed Dov and Chris to the station to meet Steve there. Her phone buzzes in her pocket again, she looks at Holly's name appear on her screen. She finally hits talk. "Hey."

"Hey." Holly can't help herself, "where are you?"

"I had to help Steve with something…"

"You mean police stuff?"

Gail kind of chuckles, "yeah, police stuff, it was the case he and I were working before you and I had to go away."

"Oh. Okay."

"You okay? Did you take a nap today?" Gail hears a bit of unease in Holly's voice.

"Yeah, I'm fine." A pause on the phone. "I'm not used to talking to you like this."

Gail smiles, "it is a little weird, eh?"

"Yeah." Another pause. "When will you be home?"

Gail hears it in Holly's voice, the worry. The worry that Gail wont come home, not to Holly's. Home, Gail thinks. She wants to smile at this thought, but can't. Not yet. She doesn't know how long it will be her 'home,' how long Holly will want her around, "soon. We're almost done here and I'll come see you."

Holly sighs, "okay." Holly wants to say more, she wants to ask Gail why she didn't pick up her phone the first times she rang, she wants to ask Gail why she seems so nervous around her again, but Holly just repeats herself, "okay. See you soon."

And the call is dropped. Gail sighs. She crosses her arms. They need to talk, but how does Gail bring it up, can she bring it up, of course she can, but should she, especially with the baby on the way, should she wait until after the baby? Gail grumbles. Her head hurts.

Gail does go back to Holly's after she's done with her brother and Dorothy. She brings her two duffle bags up to Holly's room and carries the boxed crib into Holly's office upstairs. After dinner with Joyce and Charlie, Holly calls it a night. There is no talk of where Gail was all day, just regular family chatter on what Holly missed while she was away. Gail asks Charlie if he wants to help build the crib. He readily accepts. They decide to build it in the office for now, not knowing which room Holly hopes to make into the nursery. Charlie asks Gail a few questions about her and her family and what her family thinks about Gail and Holly together and Holly having a baby.

Gail coughs, not expecting that question, "well…my brother and his girlfriend know about Holly, I haven't told my parents yet. Holly's actually met Steve, my brother."

Charlie nods his head, "yes, we've met Steve too; he came to our house in Montreal, he seems nice, but your parents?"

Gail dodging the question because she has been putting off telling her mother about her pregnant girlfriend, "ummm…well, we just got back, and I'm sure she'll want to touch base soon, I'm sure I'll get invited to some family dinner within the next week and I'll tell them then."

Charlie nods his head, "I understand, parents can be tough. Joyce was actually pregnant with Walter when we got married. It was the thing to do, marry the mother of your child…not to say I wouldn't if she wasn't pregnant…we were already engaged and…am I sharing too much?" He gives her a smile, similar to Holly's.

Gail can't help but smile back, "no, it's fine." Gail sighs, "I see your point though."

Charlie nods his head, he stands up to stretch and yawns, "well, I don't know about you Gail, but I think we've built enough for tonight, don't you? We should leave some for tomorrow, give us an excuse to not do dishes or something," he smiles slyly.

"I completely agree Charlie, thanks for the help."

"No, thank you. You don't have to be doing any of this, but you are." He places a hand on her arm, "thank you."

Gail smiles weakly and nods her head.

Gail slips into bed behind Holly, Holly sighs, "I can't wait to be able to hold you again," she leans over the bed to grab a pillow from the floor to put between her legs, as she lies back down she sighs again, able to relieve some of the pressure. "My dad wasn't too hard on you, was he?"

"No, he's a nice man," says Gail truthfully. "Better?" asks Gail.

Holly hums in response. "I can't wait to hold you again," she repeats, "and to be able to lift you up and feel your legs wrapped around me," Holly's mind begins to wander as she thinks about Gail's strong legs wrapped around her, Holly supporting both of them, their hands wandering, she shivers at her own thoughts and smiles.

"Good thought?"

Holly harrumphs in response, knowing that she wants sex but doesn't, she feels she is in a completely odd phase.

Gail leans in and kisses Holly's shoulder. "I like being the big spoon," she inches closer to Holly and places her hand on the baby's house, demonstrating why she likes it.

Holly smiles, "there definitely is an appeal of you being the big spoon…" Also Holly isn't really up for anything beyond this moment, beyond spooning and kissing, she can dream about it sure, but actually acting upon it; not right now, just thinking about it tires her out.

Gail smiles, "but it is nice being the little spoon sometimes."

Holly laughs. "You know what would actually be nice right about now?" Holly asks rhetorically. "A bag of cheese puffs, I've been craving them all day. Too bad we didn't pack our almost empty bags from Moonbeam."

"You're in luck," says Gail.

Holly turns around to face the blonde, "you better have good news," threatens Holly.

Gail can't help but smile at the doctor, "when I was packing earlier today, I noticed the boys never opened my bags of cheese puffs, clearly the boys have no good taste in junk food, so I packed them, hopefully they aren't stale."

Holly grabs Gail's face, "we have cheese puffs here?" Gail nods. "Like here, here?" Gail nods again. "Can I have them?" Gail nods a third time. "Where?"

Gail takes Holly's hands off of her face and gets out of bed holding back her laughter, never seen Holly like this. Gail walks over to the duffel bags she brought with her and unzips them; she retrieves one of the bags and brings it to the bed. "Are you going to eat in bed?" This time Holly nods her head. Gail opens the bag and passes it over to Holly's outstretched hands. This time Gail does laugh.

"SHHH! Don't let my parent hear you."

Gail can't help but laugh at the hilarity of Holly's comment. Holly moans as that cheesey goodness touches her tongue. She joins the brunette back in bed; she takes a handful of cheese puffs for herself and starts munching on them.

After her handful Holly wipes her hand on her white pajama top, "I'm totally getting you orange pjs, so that next time you wont even notice the cheese puff dust," comments Gail, "less laundry, cause you wont notice the difference in colours."

Holly smiles, "I don't care, damn these are good cheese puffs, I love you so much right now." She leans over to kiss Gail. "Thank you." The baby starts to move around in Holly's belly, she grabs Gail's hand to let her feel with her, "the baby loves you too, I think they like cheese puffs just as much as us."

Gail shakes her head, "actually the baby can't taste what you've ate until like 4 to 6 hours later."

Holly scoffs, "nerd." Gail smiles. "Shut up and kiss me."

Thanks for reading, happy new year