warning: I got a bit bold in this chapter so better do not read if you are under 17. (I would not mark this chapter M, but there are hints, so... anyway in this world when terror and violence are allowed to watch during daytime, I believe sexual education should not be restricted)

Chapter 22 – Welcome Home

In the evening Luke collected all Toronto officers and they headed home. Finally, thought the blonde. She would be with Holly in a few hours, in her warm embrace and sweet scent that was so... Holly.

She did not know when she fell asleep but once she opened her eyes they were arriving to the station. The familiar sight of Toronto made her smile. Home, sweet home.

They entered the station and Gail looked up to Frank's office to notice her parents and brother, who was pacing around. Once seeing her, he ran down the stairs and wrapped her in a warm hug, "Damn, Gail." His emotions were pouring out of his body in waves that had many names: relief, pride, happiness.

"You're crushing me," the blonde manage to say, wincing at the pain as her own injuries were touched.

"Sorry, sorry. It's just I am so…"

"Excited?"

"Yeah, and really proud," he grinned broadly and stepped back. "And happy that you were not maimed or shot."

Traci used the now newly made space and pulled Gail in another bear hug, this time much gentler. "I am so glad you are alright." She pulled slightly away to look her friend from head to toe. "I was really scared," she said quietly only for the blonde to hear. "Blond women being taken and used, you going undercover and we couldn't catch the scum for months. And then when they announced that an officer was taken…"

It really felt like history repeated itself. Gail still remembered details of her failed operation, every minute she was awake, every sound, every word said by the madman. The feeling of knowing what would happen to her while she could not do a thing about it. Her hope was rising when she noticed Jerry, trying to save her, alas then again everything fell when he lied in a puddle of his own blood. One officer down, the other still missing, being kidnapped and taken unknown where. She had never felt more scared and relieved when she heard the sirens of police cars. She survived. Gail snorted at that thought, survival again.

"I am going to take your statement, come on." Traci led the blonde to one of the interrogation rooms. The detective started a recording device and Gail told her the story. Day by day, as clearly as she could remember. She did not know how much time went by but her tiredness was reaching her every muscle of the body. Finally she got to the end of the murderer being shot by a SWAT team and it was over. Mission done.

"She didn't even pay for what she had done," sighed Gail. "That madwoman killed eight people and raped another four and she just died."

"She paid with her life."

"You know, first I wished Perik to die as well, then I wished to die, but now I am glad he is behind bars, because death would be too good for him, too easy. He killed a cop after all."

A knock appeared on the door and both women looked up to the newcomer.

"Mum?" wondered the bond officer.

"If I may have a private word," Elaine asked, entering the dim room.

"Of course, Superintendent. I am done anyway," Traci said, collecting her notes and recorder. She sent an encouraging smile to her friend and left.

Once the door closed, Gail was yanked on her feet by her mother, who embraced her tightly. "What is it today? Free-hugs-all-around day?"

"Finally you are living to your family name. I am so proud of you, darling." She pulled away with a smile and pride in her eyes.

"Thank you, I guess?" Gail replied doubtfully. It was not every day, heck not even every month, her mother praised her.

"Come on, let's get you home and get you the well-deserved rest."

"Why do I have the feeling you are not talking about my home, but yours?"

"Of course. My home is your home," said the superior officer matter-of-factly.

"My home is with Holly now." Gail watched as her mother's smile fell into a serious expression.

"Darling, are you sure about Dr Stewart?"

"Am I sure of what?" The younger woman knew very well what her mother implied, however saying things aloud made them more real. Hopefully real enough even for her parent.

"This relationship you have with that woman."

"Holly is smart, funny, careful, patient, always there when I need her and she would freeze the hell for people she cares about. I am lucky to be one of those persons." The mother just let out a hum. "Let's take it from your perspective. Holly is highly intelligent, with great job as a forensic and she is damn good in this job of hers. And she can keep me in line. What is there not to be sure about?"

"She is not local. And what if she moves back and leaves you here?"

Gail folded her arms on her chest measuring the elder woman. "Now you are just making excuses. Is it because she is a woman?"

"Darling, you will have it so much harder. You should find yourself a nice man with family in law enforcement. What will people say? Most of them are not very opened minded. I know that." She sat down on a chair and sighed. "You will have it really difficult if you apply for promotion or detective rotations."

"I am just fulfilling the cliché that high percentage of police women are lesbians."

"Gail…"

"Mum, the only one who makes it hard right now, is you." The blonde bent her head backwards and closed her eyes for a moment, thinking about her next move. "Mum, you are the only one I am scared of. I am scared of what you can do to me or worse Holly."

"I want only the best for you."

"I understand, I used to mess things up a lot all the time." She chuckled at most of those stupid things she had managed to make before she met the special doctor. "Then Holly came. She was the one right thing in all the mess. Since then I have grown up as a police officer as well as a person. I can't let her go, Mum."

"What about my grandchildren?"

The blonde knitted her eyebrows together. "Seriously? It's 21st century. We just have to find a donor and that's it." Elaine only nodded her head, still in her thoughts. The constable sighed, would it do any good to reason with her mother? "If you excuse me I am going home now. I'll see you on Saturday. Dinner maybe?"

"Yes, that would be nice."

Gail left to take a quick shower and get dressed into some clean clothes she had in the locker. At sudden realisation she let her head hit the metal door. What the hell did I just agree on? Dinner with my mother?! The young officer was more tired than she had thought. She would not agree on something like that if she was in her right mind. She needed a rest. A long rest in a large comfortable bed, preferably with Holly in it. The police woman collected her bag and left the station.

A car stopped by the pavement. "Do you want a lift?" offered Chris and she happily accepted.

The officer entered the apartment as silently as she could. She petted the wolf-cub's head, discarded her clothes and opened the door to the bedroom. At the sight she grinned. Holly lied across the double bad, hugging Gail's pillow like a teddy bear. With caution the blonde opened the wardrobe and pulled out one of her sleeping t-shirts. Dressing it, she climbed behind her precious girlfriend spooning her. Having a nap in the van, the sleep was not coming so fast and the constable could enjoy the feeling of being home with the person she loved the most. Hugging the brunette tightly, she buried her head in Holly's nape breathing the familiar scent of the shampoo. She felt tears of happiness rolling down her eyes. Two months.

It was the moment when Gail fully realised how deeply in love she was. She had never understood all those crazy things people could do because of love. Love was just a word and a brief feeling which she often called attraction and doing things just to be pleased. Nick was her very first real love yet still it could not be compared to what she felt when she was with Holly. Snuggling as close as humanly possible, the officer wanted their bodies to melt together. She set a new lifelong mission: to never mess relationship again, to never give Holly any reason to leave.

In the morning Gail was woken up with an alarm clock and seconds later with a hard nudge into her ribs, she coughed as Holly was squirming under her to get free. The older woman jumped up to tuned around. "Gail!" she yelped. "Oh my God, I am sorry. You are home!" she exclaimed happily and flung herself back into the bed and over the officer. She squeezed her firmly into the arms. "You are back!"

That was not the best way to wake up, but seeing the doctor jumping around cheerfully, Gail had to smile despite her morning grumpiness. "Hi," she greeted.

"Hi," replied the scientist and pecked her lips. "You look horrible."

"Sorry, I haven't slept much these past days."

"I mean your injuries," she said quietly as if it would hurt if she spoke aloud, gently stroking the bruised right cheek. She looked up and down, over a black spot on Gail's right side, another injury on the left forearm and a cut on the right shin.

"You should have seen the other guy," the blonde moaned still trying to wake up.

"Do you want me to leave you to sleep or should I prepare breakfast?"

"Don't you have a job to be at?"

The brunette shook her head violently. "Not when you are finally here. I call Lucy and take a day off."

"Lucy?" the officer raised her left eyebrow in a fake suspicion.

"I finally got an intern who is actually interested in the pathology."

"Okay."

"Okay to what? Breakfast or sleeping?"

"Breakfast of course," smiled the blonde.

"Great and you can tell me everything," with another peck on the mouth the doctor stood up and skipped to the kitchen.

The younger woman chuckled and took a few more minutes until she got up. During breakfast which was her favourite pancakes with maple syrup and a strong cup of coffee, the officer told her dearest person the whole adventure of her two months absence. Of course she left out too dramatic parts like being almost chocked to death. The mission had a happy ending after all so the less drama the better. She told Holly about her night club adventures and the doctor made her promise to lap-dance for her. Also she mentioned Patricia as another lycanthrope person and the married couple she met at the gay bar which of course she did not want to attend at all but it turned out to be the right place to visit from the work's perspective.

They finished their meal and Gail offered to clean the dishes while the scientist took a shower. The blonde cleaned the plates and still heard the shower going. Picturing nothing else than streams of water covering Holly's body, it made the constable's blood boil from excitement. Indeed it was a long time they were separated for. Entering the bedroom she undressed her t‑shirt and underwear and went to join her girl in the bathroom.

The doctor was just washing off the last bits of shower gel when the blonde came from behind and totally mesmerised she trailed her fingers over the tanned body. "Holly," she whispered as she kissed the back roaming her hands on the either side up and down. She kissed her way up on the spine and to the ear letting out a soft puff. She pressed herself closer, wanting, needing to feel the skin to skin while her hands travelled to the front over the firm breasts and abdomen. "I missed you so much. Every part of you," she said quietly and walked around her girl to her front and kissed her lips, first slowly and then a little more with every heartbeat as the passion rose, her hands massaging the front and her tongue asking the entrance to the mouth she could not taste for weeks.

She gently pressed the doctor to the wall as one of her hands changed direction to the south, exploring the very private parts. It was not a quickie in a shower, or love making, no, nothing like that. Gail worshiped the beautiful woman with every little touch and smooth. And there was only one way left out and it was to taste this goddess. Leading the kisses from the swollen lips, to the neck above the artery and clavicles, down in the valley between breasts to the small hole of belly button. With every kiss the breathing was more difficult and the sensation growing. The young blonde knelt, her hands caressing the long legs as her mouth continued its path to the very sensitive spot…

When Holly came down from her heights, the police woman stood up and connected their lips again. "Take me to the bed," she requested between kisses.

Holly took her hand and led her to the bedroom like a princess should be led by a squire, not leaving her eyes from the pale beauty in front of her. The doctor made her partner sit on the bed and with kisses she lied her down, hovering over her. After sucking her tongue the way that caused the toes curl, the scientist aimed for other parts of the porcelain body. Two pointed nipples took her attention and she began sucking them and teasing with her teeth one by one as her fingers gently massaged the tights.

Gail felt like a bomb was ignited in her lower abdomen and with every caress the detonator was trembling more and more until it fell off and the bomb was set off in repeated explosions that were sent to every nerve ending of her body. While struggling for breath, Holly pulled up with a smug grin. "I hope that at half past nine most people are at work already or they heard a nice show."

The blonde frowned for a while until she got the idea. "You made me scream!?"

"Yep," smiled the doctor like she had just won a lottery and kissed her girlfriend sensually.

"So, do you want to make use of the lack of neighbours complaining?" suggested Gail, smirking.

"Definitely."

The constable jumped up and out of the bed for her bag and carried it in. "After some thinking, talking, suggestions and more thinking I guess we could try…" she dug in the bag and stood up holding a plastic cover like a professional advertisement actress, "this!" she exclaimed.

"A sexual toy?" stated the doctor with arched eyebrows, she raised on her forearms to have a better view of her girlfriend's doing.

Gail jumped back onto the bed and straddled her partner. "Well, you have no idea how hard it was to find one I liked. After that strap-on fiasco I did not want anything penis-like looking, so I was searching for something that would resemble fingers and I found this one." She took the toy out of the cover. From a closer looked it reminded two joined fingers. "I wanted it to look like my fingers," she placed her index and middle finger to the tool, "well, it is a little wider, like my two fingers if I would gain twenty more pounds. Erm, anyway…" she blushed tomato red but kept talking while Holly started chuckling. "So I thought that maybe we could try something new, if you want, it's just that sometimes I would like to have my hands free and still be able to make you totally worn out by having my way with you, but of course if not –"

The doctor grabbed her head and pulled her down into a searing kiss. "Just go for it."

"Really?"

"It won't kill us to try something new," she grinned and leaned back on her forearms.

"Yeah right, great. Erm, I also bought a bottle of some disinfection or something, so give me a sec." Gail rushed to the bathroom with the said liquid and sexual tool to prepare it for their play. She came back and hovered over the tanned body, kissing her beloved person sensually. "Are you ready?"

"Yeah," Holly replied between kisses bending one leg in knee for better access.

The police woman looked down to position the tip deciding what side. "Red or blue?"

The scientist laughed, shaking her head. "I really don't care."

"I prefer blue, you go with red." She looked into those warm brown eyes which were now sparkling, and held her gaze. The younger woman felt her lover move her hips under her but she waited. Once the doctor closed the gap between their lips for a make-out session, Gail started paying attention to every muscle in the brunette's body if there would be any uncomfortable movement or pain, she could stop. So far, so good.

"Hop on the horse, cowgirl," the scientist encouraged her leaning down on her back completely.

The officer grinned slyly and straddled her partner again. She began moving slowly testing the waters. Holly arched under her letting out a small moan. The blonde caught the bent waist and started smoothing the soft skin while riding her girl. Yes, that was what she had in mind when she was seriously considering the idea of sexual toys...

They let themselves give into the new and lost sensation of touching each other many different ways with and without the new equipment until they were absolutely drained out of energy.

After another round of passionate love-making, the officer fell down on the bed. "You will be the death of me," Gail moaned, playing with a strand of dark hair that fell in close proximity of her fingers as the brunette lied down next to her.

"I hope in a good way," teased the other woman and stretched herself out for a kiss.

The blonde chuckled which turned into a whine. "I can't move, even smiling hurts."

"But you are still able to talk," the scientist teased her. "At least it was worth it."

"The best home welcoming ever." She pointed her finger in 'come here' gesture. "One more bit so I can kiss you."

First Holly pulled the blanket over both of them, then she snuggled closer and shared a kiss. Within a few more minutes they fell asleep like logs.

thank you!