A/N: Here's little freebee guys. I updated only a few hours ago so if you missed dinner, you missed a chapter.
Gail awoke the next morning in Holly's bed, but she started to think she was alone. No, she was definitely alone. Good thing she was wearing her socks. What time was it? Where was Holly? Damn, it was barely light out. Gail squinted at the alarm clock on the nightstand. That can't be right. Could it? 5:30 in the morning? This could not be real. Then Gail noticed the note on the nightstand that Holly always left when she went for a run in the morning, complete with a jogging stick figure. Gail looked at her phone confirming that it actually was as early as the alarm was telling her it was. She didn't have to be into work until 8; time to go back to sleep.
"Gail. Gail wake up," Holly sang into Gail's ear as she rubbed her arm.
"Mmm whatt? What time is it?"
"Shhhh it's still early but I'm going in early so I can catch up on some stuff before everyone else gets there and wants a piece of me. But I made scones for Steve, Dov, and Traci so bring them with you to work. They're on the counter in a tupperware, just don't forget them."
"Can I have one?"
"I know you will. I gotta go but I'll talk to you later," Hollly gave Gail a kiss, "go back to sleep," and stood to made her way towards the door but Gail grabbed her wrist and pulled her down for another kiss, a longer kiss.
"Okay, you can go now."
Holly gave Gail one last kiss on the forehead and stood to leave.
"What time is it?" Gail groaned.
"6:30!" Holly answered from the doorway.
"Oh godddd! Gail groaned as she threw the covers back over her head. At least she had another half hour before her alarm went off.
Gail grabbed the container of scones as she rushed out the door of Holly's apartment. She opened the lid of the container as she turned her car on, and took a first bite as she turned onto the street.
"Damn, this is good!" Gail exclaimed out loud. She wasn't really a scone person. She loved her donuts, croissants were great too. Sure, Gail liked scones, but they were never her first pick. Buy holy smokes these cinnamon walnut scones Holly had made were so good.
"Hey Gail! Whadya got there?" Chris asked, catching up to Gail as they entered the station.
"They're not for you," Gail quickly shut Chris down, making a beeline for the locker room.
She was buttoning the last few buttons on her uniform when Traci walked up to Gail's locker, "guess who has the immense pleasure of riding with me today?"
"This kid?" Gail guessed.
"Bingo. We're gonna go bust a "Bling Ring" wannabe crew at Branksome Hall."
"Gal time, can't wait. Guess who get's a scone?"
"Um, me?" Traci questioned.
"Yahtzee. Baked fresh this morning as a little thank you for driving Princess Stewart home last night."
"Gail, you baked these scones?" Traci wasn't biting.
"Why is that so hard to believe?" Gail tried to act insulted.
"It's not...but if you baked them I'm going to have to respectfully decline. I already ate breakfast," Traci smiled.
"Fiiine, Holly baked them this morning and they're absolutely amazing, and she's totally gonna ask you later to make sure I didn't trick you into not eating one. They're safe."
"Oh, well in that case," Traci reached into the tupperware and grabbed one.
"And Detective, I never said that I baked them. I said 'baked fresh this morning'."
"These are SO GOOD," Traci said, swatting Gail's shoulder, "come on, we're skipping parade; I'm briefing you." Gail grabbed her coat and the scones and followed Traci out of the locker room.
As they walked up to the detectives' office Gail spotted Steve at his desk looking displeased with his coffee.
"I baked these for you, to show my undying gratitude for being the least smelly brother in all of North America," Gail said, sidling up to Steve and putting the tupperware in front of him. Steve looked up at her with a look of confusion and, was that fear Gail detected?
"It's okay, Holly made them," Traci explained from behind Gail.
"Ahhh," Steve said smiling as he picked the biggest scone out of the box.
"Thanks for being so 'Captain Cragen' last night. But you know, I'm starting to really be upset with the lack of confidence you two have in my baking abilities," Gail said, once again feigning insult.
Once Traci had finished briefing Gail they went downstairs to head to the school.
"Hey Epstein, you slumming it on desk today?"
"Why yes, yes I am Gail. Gonna go hang with some tweeny boppers I hear?"
"Actually," Gail said, leaning on the welcome desk with the scones in front of her, "I'm thinking of leaving this all behind. I think I'm gonna open up a bakery. You wanna go halfsies? I baked these this morning. They're pretty delish," Gail smirked.
"Okay, what's going on here? Is this a joke? Are these like confiscated pot scones?"
"What? Dov, I made these for you as a thank you for arresting slash not arresting Holly's dear, dear, sister."
"Dov, Holly made them. Come on Gail, we gotta go," Traci said, laughing to herself.
"Here Sparky, you can have the rest to keep you company today," Gail pushed herself off of the desk, "Traci, why do you have to always ruin my fun?"
A/N: Hey readers! This chapter was mostly setup/filler but I'll probably have the next one up sometime tomorrow. I was going to have this as part of the next chapter but I just couldn't help myself and I think they would have just been too long together. Let me know what you think! Thanks for all the views/reviews/follows so far, you guys are great!