"The party has arrived" Gail shouted into the abyss of her home as she closed the door behind her.

Work had been mundane and she was just happy to be home, the thought of cuddling with her girls and watching a movie was the only thing pulling her through the day. She took off her utility belt and hung it in its place by the door, checking three times that it was safe and secure.

Rounding the corner and into the living room she noted the quietness of the house, neither Stewart-Peck to be found.

Making her way into the kitchen the blonde threw her keys in the bowl on the counter like she did everyday, her concern growing. Where were they? She didn't remember any plans being made, no extra running around to do. And if they went out unexpected then there would be a note under the bone magnet on the fridge.

"What the hell?" Gail muttered under her breath. Backyard? Doubtful, it was getting late and it was too cold for any sky gazing.

She took the few steps to the glass sliding door and peeked out past the deck. Nothing but grass that needed to be cut. Gail sighed, she hated cutting the grass.

She decided to change out of her uniform before hunting for her girls. Taking two stairs at a time she heard it. The sweet sweet sound of Holly's voice, she froze, instantly relaxed. Her wife was singing her favourite lullaby with the company of the song playing quietly with her. Following the melodic voice led Gail to the bathroom door, held open enough she could see inside but not be noticed.

Holly was laying in a bath, suds of what used to be bubbles, surrounded her olive skin and covered most of the waters surface. Her dark hair was pulled into a very messy top bun, glasses discarded to the little table at the head of the porcelain tub. Her toned arms carefully cradled their daughter, lightly cupping warm bath water over the babies back. Callie was half asleep with her chubby arms wrapped around Holly's neck, head turned to nuzzle further into her mother. It was a sight Gail could stare at forever. Gail leaned further into the room, accidentally bumping the door and making both bathers jump and look to her.

"Shit, I'm sorry." She sputtered, a little embarrassed to be caught watching.

Holly shot her a quick glare. "Cussing? You think that helps the apologies you give our daughter?"

Gail looked down sheepishly. "I'm sorry, for the intrusion and the language."

Shifting Callie so the girl could sit up and see Gail the brunette gave a satisfied nod, then broke out in a crooked grin. "Now, if you are done creeping I think there's enough room for one more. Don't you think Ladybug?" Holly bounced the six month old.

The girl gurgled in delight, a lopsided smile dawning her lips before she grabbed hold of a wash cloth and instantly put it in her mouth.

"I'll take that as a yes from the council. Will my uniform be safe if I take it off here or should I undress in our room?" Gail asked smiling at the piercing green eyes staring back at her.

"I would prefer if you undressed here" Holly licked her lips, gaining the blondes full attention with the low husk in her voice. It was such a contrast from the melodic singing that filled the room moments before. "But there is no controlling where Little Ladybug splashes." She added with an amused smirk. As if on cue Callie began tapping the water, slowly, almost like a warning and giggled.

Gail thought it over, this was her only clean uniform left and she really didn't feel like having to wash one for tomorrow. With a reluctant huff she slipped out of the room and across the hall.

"Maybe I can catch that show later?" Gail smirked and stepped out of her pants.

"I don't know if I could replicate this show, it's pretty awesome. Once in a life time kinda thing."

There was a pouty groan and some splashing in the bathroom, making Gail chuckle. Her wife could be very childish sometimes -definitely not something she picked up from her. "Can't act like that Hols! Think of what you're teaching Callie"

"She's never going to remember this" Holly shot back with a whine.

Gail crossed the suddenly cool hallway, well not so suddenly, she was naked. She stopped just inside the bathroom, where she stood moments before and smirked. The two weren't laying relaxedly anymore. Callie was slamming a rubber duck in a puddle formed on the ledge of the tub, while sitting in Holly's lap. The brunette was watching her splash in amusement, brushing the light curls back.

"She doesn't have to remember to learn. You're the one who told me that, on many occasions." She stuck her tongue out.

Looking up Holly's breath hitched. "Ferme ta bouche et viens ici" She held her arms out and wiggled her fingers in a beg for the blonde to come closer.

Gail padded to the side of the tub, she was cold and the bath was calling, it had nothing to do with the beautiful brunette telling her to join. Nothing. "When'd you learn that line?"

Holly moved to the the far right end, making room for the officer. "I'm well acquainted with freme la bouche from my French teacher in elementary school, and you say venez ici all the time. Doesn't take a genius to put them together."

Gail climbed in the welcoming water, revelling in its warm embrace and delicious scents, -the company wasn't so bad either.

Callie got excited by the blondes presence, a full smile that spread into her eyes, a bounce and out stretched arms with wiggling fingers -wonder where she got that one from- all of which Gail greeted with open arms. She scooped up the baby and hugged her close, breathing in all that was her daughter. It was a scent she would never be able to fully describe. It had touches of Holly and herself, that smell only babies have, and something sweetly herself that all came together with whatever she'd been up to, to create the intoxicating scent of Callie.

"I missed you too Ladybug" Gail said into her ear before planting a big kiss in her matted curls. The rosie cheeked girl pulled from the hug, only to grab either side of Gail's face and smack a big wet kiss on her lips, making an exaggerated kiss noise.

Holly giggled. "How do I get those kinds of greetings?"

"It's all in how you teach to greet. You have always greeted her nicely and calmly with smiles and blah blah blah, so that's how she greets you but in her own little way. I, on the other hand greet her with excitement, big hugs and kisses, so that's how she greets me. And here I thought you were the big brain expert Dr. Lunchbox"

Holly gave a lopsided smile in response. Gail had become quite the child expert in the past 7 months, she picked up every little tidbit Holly had rambled on about, read dozens of books, talked to every parent she could stand. And suddenly she needed her closer.

"Com're."

Gail met the brown eyed gaze and her heart skipped a beat. It amazed her how much the brunette still affected her, they'd known each other for 6 years and she still got butterflies, insides still flipped and hearts stopped working. She turned around and pressed her back to Holly's front, resting her head on the brunettes shoulder with a content sigh. Holly wrapped her arms around her wife, and the world disappeared. Callie was happy to lean on Gail's stomach and play with her hands as she chewed on the wash cloth, completely oblivious to her mothers' kissing.

Holly was the one to break the kiss, resting her head on top of Gail's. "I love you"

"I love you too." Gail smiled and closed her eyes. "Will you sing?"

Gail had pictured coming home to her girls doing a puzzle, maybe reading or something relatively quiet. She pictured the three of them putting on pyjamas and crawling under the warm blankets of their bed, putting on a movie and cuddling well into the morning. But reality turned out to be even better than she imagined.