yup, I still keep them OOC, it is my fanfiction and I like it that way... if you don't like it, don't read it... anyway, if you can survive the story and see there are some mistakes, I will be open to that - so any confusion of tenses, grammar, etc, PM me please

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Chapter 5 – New Member of the Squad

Three months happily together and Gail felt like living a dream. She enjoyed every minute they had together because she knew that the more people would know about their relationship the worse it would get, especially if the news travelled to a certain superintendent. Every comment about her having someone new, she ignored or snarked away.

The blond police worker was getting ready for another morning parade when she noticed a very familiar person by her peripheral vision. She looked up and watched Holly dropping a file on the ground as Nick grabbed her shoulders and pressed her against a wall. Gail sped up but before she reached them, there was a loud thud and Collins was lying on the floor with a very angry female officer above him, her wavy brown hair covering her face.

"Don't you dare ever again," snarled the new person, straddling the man, her hands looked like there was a cramp in them and blazing green eyes shone dangerously in her pale oval face.

Gail reached her favourite doctor, picked up the file and handed it over, having an excuse to touch her girlfriend without being too obvious. "Are you alright?" she asked tentatively, caressing her arm.

"Silver, Collins, Peck, in my office!" yelled the Staff Sergeant. Once the door closed behind them, the boss spoke firmly demanding answers. "What the hell was that about?" No one spoke aloud. Nick was massaging his skull which he apparently hit while being knocked down, Silver was fuming from anger and Gail could swear she heard her growling. Peck sent her male colleague a set of deadly glares. How dared her treat her girl like that?!

"Collins?" asked Sergeant Best.

"I was jumped on by this crazy person that I don't even know."

"You broke the basic rules of protecting the citizens," growled the smaller person.

"Explain," demanded Frank.

"This bloody idiot violated a personal space of a highly appreciated forensic who works special hours for this division. He also offended her by nasty names and dared to touch her the wrong way while she was a visitor at his own base. If academy did not teach him that motto 'serve and protect' means more than just three words, someone else had to."

"Peck?"

"I saw Collins pinning Dr Stewart against the wall shouting at her. Before I could reach them, he was already down."

"So Collins, what is your issue with the good doctor?"

"Personal reasons, Sir."

"What a professional," commented the new officer sardonically.

"Priscilla," warned Frank the new comer. "Now listen you two," he spoke to Collins and Silver. "This is not a fighting ring. Personal matters solve in your free time and not here at the division."

"Yes, Sir," said Nick ashamed.

"As it comes to you, Silver, you are under my command now and I do not wish to see any violence."

"I can't promise that, Sir."

"Priscilla," he warned her again. "I respect your work, but step down."

"Look, I admit I was not very gentle but I did not harm him. Hopefully the bump on his head enlightens his brain that as a man and police officer he should not use violence against a woman unless it's self-defence." Gail bit her cheeks to prevent herself from smiling. She watched the brunette flex her fingers and relaxed from her tense posture. Nick did not move at all for the last two minutes as the words hit his consciousness.

"Get to the parade room," commanded the Sergeant and opened the door for them to leave. "Dr Stewart, come in please. Do you want to press charges on any of the officers?"

"No charges although I have a request Officer Collins would not approach me again."

"Granted. Now please come and tell me, what are your results about the murder case from the last night?"

Gail sent her girlfriend a look asking if she was alright. Holly nodded and disappeared in the office of the Staff Sergeant.

The blonde pulled her male colleague to a break room, trying not to shout.

"What the hell, Nick?"

"You are not gay, Gail!"

"What do you know?"

"We were together for years, of course I know you."

"And it never worked, so obviously there was something wrong with us."

"Maybe we did not work out, but you with another woman, c'mon Gail. I couldn't even make you watch a threesome porno and now you are all over girls. That's an utter lie."

"Why do you care whom I sleep with anyway?"

"I still care about you. What would your mother say?"

"I don't know, but it is none of your damn business what so ever. So don't you dare to touch Holly again." She marched out of the room clenching her first persuading herself not to turn around and hit him.

Immediately when her shift ended, the blonde constable rushed to her apartment leaving her things in her room, changed into fresh clothes and packed a few belongings just in case she would spend the night with her girlfriend, which most probably she would.

Gail rang the doorbell impatiently until the door opened revealing her favourite woman, standing there just in dark sweatpants and t-shirt. She looked tired, her glasses off so the warm brown eyes could pierce right through the officer's soul. "Hi," she greeted, placed her hands on Holly's waist capturing her lips in a gentle kiss which got more heated with every second.

"Can you leave the snogging session for later when I'm out of here?" asked some female voice.

Gail peeked into the room closing the door behind her as Holly left to the kitchen. She noticed the new member of 15th division there, sitting in an armchair with a cup of tea in her hands, looking exhausted, her eyes were dark grey and needed a rest. "What are you doing here?" asked the blonde.

"Visiting my best friend," she stated the obvious. "What are you doing here?" Gail knew it was a rhetorical question from her part, so she did not bother to answer it.

"Play nice you two," called Holly from the kitchen waiting for the kettle to boil the water.

"I am off to go now anyway," said Priscilla taking her cup to the kitchen. Gail watched the two women hug and the smaller one left.

"What is she doing here in Toronto?" asked Gail confused. "In my division?!"

Holly sat down beside her with two mugs of tea. "A case went wrong in Montreal. Apparently it had some connection to the robbery at the conference."

"Oh, great," she rolled her eyes. "Anyway are you alright? I am really sorry about Nick."

The brunette pulled her girl closer into an embrace. "I am great, because I have you. The question is if you are alright. I assume right now the whole division knows about us."

"Nah, if someone says something bad about you, I will shoot them," the blonde smile and repositioned herself to straddle the other woman. "Enough about work. I am longing for a doctor's touch," she smirked and captured the scientist's sweet lips that tasted of green tea.

It was only a matter of probability until Gail was placed with their new colleague. So far she got lucky enough she did not have to deal with more craziness than usual, but every luck ran out eventually.

Priscilla threw her the car keys as they were getting ready for their patrol.

"Are you scared to drive?" asked Gail with a mocking grin.

"It's more like I should not," responded the brunette and took the passenger seat.

"Tut," chuckled the younger woman. "A police officer who is not allowed to drive. How can you be in the service?"

"Shut up and let's get going," Priscilla growled and turned her head away looking out of the window.

"Oh no, you are not my superior, we are on the same level now," teased the blonde. Her colleague gave her enough of hard time and finally it was her turn for a little payback.

"Maybe. Shit happens, I got demoted, but only because I try harder, being better every time I put the badge on. Actually within four years in the service I made my stripes. Where are you in five years, huh?" Gail gripped the steering wheel tightly. Anger was rising in her up to her head. "Of course the question is if you are not capable of doing better or you are a lazy bum who burdens everyone around."

"Shut up," snarked the blonde, she was not willing to listen to the nonsense anymore.

"And yes, I hit the nail on its head," sing sang the new police worker. "I don't understand what Holly sees in you. What can you offer to her?"

"Obviously something you can't."

"Hm," hummed Priscilla. "I cannot think of one thing you have that I don't. I can be mean, rude, making fun of others. Ah," she exclaimed remembering something. "I can't do lame lies. I prefer to say at least a seed of truth."

"You freaking dog," said Gail through her teeth.

"Yes, this one too. But that is only to my benefits. I have my limits but mostly I benefit from this condition."

"Shut up," the younger officer repeated herself.

"Honestly, what is there that you can offer to the good doctor? Tell me your point of view."

The blonde was saved by a radio buzz announcing a domestic disturbance "1505 responding," announced Gail and tuned their car to the location of the said troubles. The two police workers got out of the car and hurried to the building. Once they were in they pulled out their guns from holsters. The younger woman noticed something weird about her colleague's weapon and looked at it properly. "A teaser?" she asked.

"I hate guns,"explained Priscilla charging forward.

They reached the third floor and from behind the door there were heard loud voices. Gail was about to knock, but her companion stopped her shaking her head. "That is not a domestic disturbance," she whispered. "It is a burglary."

"How can you –"

Priscilla took the handle and turned it around, finding out that the door was not locked. She nodded to her partner and they both rushed in. Indeed in the lounge room they found a man with balaclava helmet on and a big sack in his hands. TV set played loud in the background.

"Stop right there," said Gail firmly. "Hands up." The man did as he was told letting the sack fall down. The blond officer hid her weapon and pulled out the hand cuffs. "You are under arrest –" Before she reached him he ran to the balcony. The two women rushed after him only to watch him jump from one terrace to another and down to the street.

"Bloody hell, why do they always have to run," commented Priscilla and hid her teaser. She growled and Gail looked at her with confused look. The brunette's eyes changed from navy blue to green. She shook off her jacket and the blonde noticed the hands having that weird kind of cramp. Actually the younger officer could swear the whole body of her companion tensed. Before she could ask more questions she saw Priscilla jumping out of the flat after the robber. Quickly Gail took Silver's jacket and ran out of the building as every normal human would do. She threw the jacket into their car to hide, she remembered when her own uniform was stolen and that was nothing she wished to happen to anyone.
Gail was not sporty nevertheless she was fast and quickly found the two people running in the park. Priscilla reached the burglar several times, but the man was obviously a street jumper and managed to jump over a wall or a lady with a pram at the last second. The blonde witnessed as her colleague ran around a fountain and surprised the culprit from the other side. She jumped on him from the front pinning him on the ground. Peck eased her pace. It was only a matter of cuffing the robber and bringing him to the station, nevertheless it seemed that he would not give up easily. He caught the other officer by her shoulder and with the help of his leg which he sneaked under her body, he threw her away on the nearest tree. Immediately Gail sped up. The man just stood up only to be knocked down on the ground again. This time on his front kissing the dirt. The blonde cuffed him without a second of hesitation reading him his rights. She took off his balaclava and found out it was a young man in early twenties, shoulder long sandy brown hair and the most innocent blue eyes.

Gail took his arm and led him to her colleague sit-lying against the tree. "Are you alright?" she asked without much interest.

"I am not sure." The blonde sighed and put one hand under the left shoulder of the other police worker helping her up. Priscilla yelped in pain her eyes shone a yellow reflection. "Splendid, a dislocated shoulder." She looked up at the young man. "You have no idea how much I wish I could slap you," she said angrily with blazing green eyes.

The guy looked surprised and scared. "Dude, what are you? Nobody's eyes change like that."

"I have been called many names. At least you know if you ran again I will find you and eat you alive." With the support of her other hand and the tree trunk, Priscilla got up on her feet.

They sat the young man into the car and Gail picked up her colleague's jacket and handed it over. The other police worker chuckled and shook her head in disbelief. "Thanks."

"Don't sweat it. Now let's get him to the station and you to the hospital."

"No hospital," protested the brunette.

"You can't fix the shoulder on your own. You need a medical care."

"Get me to the morgue."

"You go to die? That's great," grinned the male from behind. That comment obtained him another deadly glare from still green eyes and a growl. He shut his mount and his smirk disappeared.

"Hospital it is." Gail looked at her passenger and asked tentatively. "What is wrong with you anyway?"

"I had a bad accident," replied her companion.

"What do you mean?"

"Accident. Every police worker had an accident. Someone got shot, someone had to shoot and others were kidnapped or screwed an operation which earned him a long time in hospital. Accidents. I bet you have had an accident too."

"I did."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No."

"Neither do I." She watched the blonde for a little while. "Can you lend me your phone?"

"Why?"

"I need to make a call." Not very fond of that idea, Gail handed her cell phone watching the other woman carefully by her peripheral vision. "Nice to hear you too – Yes – No, we are fine – Listen, do you have a body on your table? – Splendid – A bloody burglar threw me at a tree so my arm needs fixing and your girlfriend wants to take me to those masters of toxins – My arm is grateful in advance." She hung up and returned the device. "Holly is expecting us."

They arrived to the station in silence. Gail handed the culprit over to Dov who was on desk duty that day and both female officers made their statements. Then the blonde took her colleague to the special doctor. Fortunately it was their lunch break and morgue was not a rare trip for the last four months anyway. So they stopped to buy some take-away and headed straight to their destination.

The younger constable led their way to Holly's lab. Once she reached the door, she stopped to watch her favourite person at work like looking through microscope, checking on something on computer screen, exploring other things with magnifying glass.

"I understand it's very sexy to watch a scientist in action, but my hand is getting number by every minute." Said the smaller officer holding her left arm, and she pushed the blonde inside.

Holly looked up from her magnifier and smiled. "Hey you two."

"Hi honey," greeting the other brunette. Gail's smile spread wider instead of words.

Holly rolled her eyes shaking her head at her best friend. She sighed, "You are one piece of work."

"But you love me anyway," said the other woman with a grin.

"Not so much today. I have a mountain of paperwork."

"See, it's a nice refreshment to take a break and fix my shoulder. We have food too."

"Uh huh," grinned the doctor her famous lopsided grin. "It wouldn't be the two you without a doughnut or a piece of meat with you." The police workers looked at each other and arched their eyebrows. "Come with me," said Holly taking some things on her way and led them to other room. It was kind of a conference room with long table and about ten chairs around. "Hop on," she gestures to Priscilla who did as she was told. "And you hop over her." Gail looked at her girlfriend confused. "I need you to keep her down."

"I can do that from the ground."

"Actually it's better if you straddle her. Believe me, we have experience, right Pris?" she looked down at her friend who only grimaced.

Without other protests Gail placed the bag with meal on the farer end of the table, climbed on it and straddled her colleague, one hand putting on the right shoulder and other hand on the chest with a bulletproof vest, holding the older officer down.

"Ready?" asked the doctor.

"No," answered Priscilla. She took a deep breath and held it.

Holly twitched and turned the dislocated arm to put it back into its socket. A loud cry echoed the room with such a force that the younger police worker hoped no one was passing by or they would have an unwelcome company. And unwelcome it would really be when the blonde started realising what was happening under her. The cry changed into a howl, the body under her tensed and she could actually feel muscles dancing under her hands. There was heard a scratching sound somewhere near Gail's legs. In awe she looked at the painful expression of her colleague only to find out that her eye were amber yellow and the crying mouth revealed elongated canines.

Gail froze on her spot being held by fear and shock. As the person under her started lifting up her upper part, an instinct more than brain acted and the blonde pushed her hands down, slamming the body back on the hard wood.

They were both breathing heavily. Priscilla from the pain and exhaustion and Gail from the amazement, shock and thousands of other emotion she could not name.

"Gail?" called out Holly very gently nevertheless she startled her girlfriend.

"What the f…?" the blond constable tore her eyes from her colleague and looked at the doctor still not able to catch her breath and calm her racing heart.

"This is the second reason you cannot take Priscilla to hospital unless it's a matter of life and dead."

"What is the first one? She would eat them?"

The scientist chuckled. "No, she is allergic to any man-made medicaments. That is why I couldn't use anaesthetics to fix her arm and she had to go through the full forced pain. You did great," her smile get wider as she looked straight to those icy blue eyes.

A small whine came from the person lying on the table. "Pris?" asked Holly gently, putting her hand on the other brunette's cheek, smoothing it tenderly. "You are alright now."

"Hurts," she whined tiredly, leaning into the palm with tired grey eyes.

Holly's other hand sneaked to the small back of the blond officer, smoothing it. "Thank you."

Gail nodded still not capable of creating a coherent sentence. She crouched her eyebrows together as she realised something new. She put her fingers into Priscilla's mouth parting the lips more visibly. "Hey, your teeth elongated," she stated. "I got used to your eyes but this is new."

The older police worker used her uninjured arm to snatch for the other woman's hand. "Are you insane? Putting your hand into a mouth of a hurt animal!"

"Well, it's fascinating. Once I get over the shock."

"Why aren't you a scientist then?"

"Family traditions," responded the blonde not very excited.

"Look, I am not really complaining, having a hot girl all over me is cool, but…" she made a grimace pointing to the doctor by her head, "Holly is still here."

"What?" At that moment Gail noticed their compromising position. "Oh." She jumped off the table a blush apparent in her cheeks.

"Slowly," said the doctor as she helped Priscilla into the sitting position. Then she set an immobilizer over her head and around the left arm.

Meantime, the youngest of them sucked out their meal from the paper bag, which was a classic Thai food and she divided it into three portions with sticks. Gail took the seat in the head of the table with her girlfriend on the right and the former Montreal police worker next to Holly.

"So," the younger officer began a conversation, she needed to have answers for her questions. "What are you? A werewolf?"

"Do I look like a myth to you?" replied the other brunette chewing her meal hungrily.

"Scientifically speaking Priscilla had a bad accident which caused that some parts of her brain are more sensitive –like hearing and smell– and others –like sight– not so much," explained the doctor. "Alas the psychological perspective is more interesting, Priscilla is a real living lycanthrope," the doctor chuckled shaking her head. Gail frowned not understanding it well, so the scientist continued. "It's a psychological condition when people believe they are half-wolves, werewolves, lycans, whatever, but it is all in their minds."

"It's in my body more than in my mind," commented the woman in question.

The pathologist thought for a moment. "There still are some parts that really stay myth to us, but so is the capability of brain. You survived and that is important," she smiled.

"How?" wondered the blonde. In that minute her phone rang. When she saw the caller's ID, she groaned and excused herself to find some privacy in the hallway. "Mum? It's my break time."

"And that is why I am calling, darling. I have chatted with a very charming young man, who is thrilled to meet you."

Gail groaned again. "Mum, can you stop setting me on dates? I am actually seeing someone."

"Really? Who is it? Brian?"

"Hell no!" she curved her face in disgust. "Can we leave it for later? Now is not a good time. I am at work. You know, police work. You don't want me to be slacking."

"Just give me the name."

Gail thought about lying. At least for a while to prolong the happy bubble she had with Holly. On the other hand, there were people who already knew about her relationship and her mother would find out eventually. "Holly," she responded and waited for an outburst. Instead there was a pensive silence.

"Is it a unisex name now?"

"No."

More silence. This time Gail could almost hear the gears in her mother's head working. "The whole name of this Holly is…?"

Now was a great time to lie and get rid of her mother for some time. There was no other reason to ask for the whole name of someone unless the Superintendent was doing a background check. Gail did not know much of her girlfriend's records, but what could go wrong when Holly was a doctor, a forensic pathologist!

"Stewart. Holly Stewart." After this the phone line went dead. The young woman looked at it for some time. She sighed and went back to the conference room, but before she could enter, her phone rang again. "Yes, Mother?"

"I want to see you both at next Saturday's dinner," the senior officer announced and hung up again.

At last the blonde joined the two other women and saw one of them holding her laugh back. "What's so funny?" she asked the other officer.

"Mommy is setting you on dates," she explained and burst out laughing. "Your expression is priceless."

"How do you know that?"

"These walls are thin as a sheet of paper. It's hard not to hear things."

Gail was looking from one woman to another. Holly was quiet with arched eyebrows in question. "I have no idea. I did not hear a thing."

"Well, Mother wants us, you and me, to have a dinner with her on Saturday," replied the blonde constable while the other was still laughing.

"Really?" wondered the doctor.

"Hmm. I have this grand need to disobey." Her girlfriend squinted at some idea deeply. "It is them," explained Gail quickly. "I kinda hoped you wouldn't have to meet them so soon. Actually never is the correct term. Or at least until after our wedding or something so Mother could not make you run away."

Holly stood up and came closer to the blonde placing her hands on the crook of her jaw and neck. "If you did not make me run away, no one can."

"You haven't met the Superintendent Elaine Peck yet."

"Your mother is Superintendent Peck?" asked the other police worker. Gail nodded. "Then why are you so surprised she wants to meet Holly?"

"Because I don't believe 'her daughter dating a woman' would fit well in her politics."

Priscilla sighed heavily. "Do you know how promotions work?"

The younger officer frowned. She did not understand why her colleague was asking such a question. "You have to pass tests, be in service for some time and your superior should quit or go somewhere else to leave the position open."

"And to pass the tests you must use your head before your act."

"So?"

"So since your mother thinks ahead, why would she dismiss Holly before getting to know her? For what she knows, in a few years this doctor can be the Chief of Medical Examiners. And as you said, being a senior officer is a lot about politics so… it's better to hitch the daughter with a doctor than some low ranked officer. And the fact that she could gain extra plus points from LGBT community would not hurt at all. You underestimate your mother."

"So what? I should give her an award for being the best mother of the freaking year?"

"Gail, I don't know her as a person or a mother. I heard about Elaine Peck as an amazing politician. I just didn't put you two together in one family."

"I am not sure if I should be pleased or offended."

"Alright," Priscilla sighed and stood up. "Time to go back to work. Let's hope we have a peaceful rest of the shift because I am not willing to chase anyone now. Get ready my friend, it's your turn," she looked down at her belt patting the gun holster. She looked up to the two other women and smiled broadly showing her perfectly human teeth now.

"I don't know if I like her or hate her," whispered Gail to her girlfriend when her colleague left the room.

"I am too charming to hate and too crazy to like!" called the other police worker from the hallway.

Holly chuckled and gave the blonde a tender kiss. "See you tonight?"

The other woman nodded eagerly. "I am looking forward to the new film."

"Uh huh. If we watch it the same way like the last time we were at the cinema, I wonder how much you will remember."

"The most important parts: the beginning and the end," she smiled and kissed the doctor one more time before leaving to finish her shift.

You may wonder why I brought OC, even though originally she should have stayed in the first three chapters ... I had 2-3 reasons:

1) LOVE is universal, nevertheless many times people forget about love between friends, so I want to point out this kind of relationship too

2) we all know Gail has problem to open up, so through Priscilla's character I want her to 'say' things aloud, think other things over, have different perspective

3) I just love wolf-people ^^

thank you for reading!