A/N: Hey guys! As promised, here's the next chapter! It starts off with texts between Gail and Holly, I wasn't quite sure how to format it but I hope it worked out okay!

12:17 P.M.Gail: Have you seen "The Bling Ring"?

12:21 P.M. Holly: That Emma Watson movie? Can't say I have...

12:22 P.M. Gail: Me neither. I imagine it's a "Mean Girls" / "Gossip Girl" / "Ocean's Eleven" hybrid, and right now I'm living in it. But Traci and I are getting Chinese for lunch so that rocks.
12:22 P.M. Gail: How's work?

12:23 P.M. Holly: Sounds horrible. Have you seen "Birds"?

12:24 P.M. Gail: Yes...

12:24 P.M. Holly: It's like I'm the girl in the phone booth and the interns are the birds.
12:24 P.M. Holly: With scalpels...

12:25 P.M. Gail: Don't. Die.

Holly had almost made it through the paperwork she needed to catch up on when she heard a knock at her door. Today had been a never ending stream of people needing her for something. Interns and residents needing their work checked, supervisors needing her results, journals needing revisions, med students needing tours, the email system even needed her to change her password. She'd been at work for nearly eleven hours, but finally the interns had all left and she was finally almost finished with the paperwork that had been waiting upon her return. She had been completely in the zone and the nock at the door had startled her. Holly's head shot up from her desk to find Summer hovering in the doorway.

"Summer, hey, what are doing here? How'd you get in?"

"Well, I'm actually the walking dead; Mom and Dad killed me last night, obviously, I'm your newest case."

"Yeah thats not funny," Holly thought it was little funny, pretty morbid, but she wasn't going to let Summer know that.

"Yeah, you know what else isn't funny? Saying that your parents like your sister more than you because she's gay, or that being gay is some trivial part of who you are. I was like the worst sister ever yesterday Holls and I'm so sorry."

"It's okay."

"Not really it's not. I mean I know it was hard for you to come out and stuff. I mean Dad was so awkward, and that couldn't have been the hardest part. I mean I'm pretty perceptive and I spent pretty much my entire childhood idolizing you so I wasn't surprised."

"I remember," Holly couldn't help but laugh a little.

"Well anyways, you've pretty much been my hero my entire life, and I've been like a 'Mean Girls' level screw up brat." Holly wondered what was up with all the Mean Girls references today.

"Yeah, well, you just never saw me screw up because I was older and you didn't know any better."

"You are such a liar," Summer laughed, "I even heard Dad say as much, 'I just don't understand, Holly was never like this."

"Yeah well Dad has a selective memory then. Remember when I broke a rib sledding at University? I was drunk, like wasted. I don't remember any of it."

"NO!WAY!" Summer exclaimed, "what do you know? Perfect Holly Stewart made a mistake. Anyways I really doubt Dad knows about that little detail, we'd know if he knew about that."

"Oh yeah...maybe her never found out. I wasn't a minor so maybe the doctors never told them. So now you're never allowed to tell them!" Holly threatened.

"Not gonna lie, I can be bought pretty easily."

"Come on, I'll buy you dinner," Holly stood up and started to gather her things.

"Actually, dinner's on me, well actually dinner's on Dad. Last night he gave me sixty bucks and told me to take you to dinner after I apologized."

"Nice, go Dad!"

"I'm pretty sure Mom just told him to do that so that I could get the "411" on "Your Cop" though..." Summer said with a smirk, "don't worry, my lips are sealed. They said you're required to bring her to dinner next Sunday though."

"Ahhh, okay let's go," Holly said with a laugh as she turned out the lights in her office and made her way to the door.

"Gail, your phone's ringing," Chris called from their table at The Penny.

"Not now Chief, I'm in the zone," Gail was concentrating hard at the dart board. She was so close to beating Dov. Gail loved winning, really she hated to lose. But Gail did actually love beating Dov.

"It's Holly."

"Well answer it then, I'm almost done mopping the floor here."

"Hey Holly, it's actually Chris. Gail's a little preoccupied at the dart board right now, but she said she'd be done in a sec," he said into the phone.

"Oh, hey Chris. Well did Gail give you any of the scones I made this morning?"

"She said 'not for you' and walked away, but Dov gave me one later. It was really great. I'm okay at baking, I mostly stick to muffins, but scones are really hard, how did you-" but Chris never got to finish his question because Gail had swiped her phone right out of his hand.

"Hey, how was dinner?"

"Gail? Oh, it was good. You guys at The Penny?"

"Affirmative. I just destroyed Dov at darts."

"Well...if you wanted to come over and celebrate..." Holly's words trailed off.

"Is this a booty call?" Gail smirked into the phone.

"Only one way for you to find out, Officer Peck."

"I'm leaving now. Wait! I might be a little drunk, well not drunk, but over the legal limit?"

"Are you asking me to be your DD?"

"I picked you up at the airport, it's really the least you could do."

"I suppose. I'm actually only a few minutes away, I just dropped Summer off at her dorm."

"Yippee."

"Wait, you never told me how dinner was," Gail said, pulling away from Holly's lips.

Holly backed away from Gail, threw her coat onto the sofa, and started unbuttoning her shirt while walking backwards toward her bedroom, "do you really want to talk right now?"

Gail's throat went dry as coiled heat shot to her stomach like a meteor. Gail definitely did not want to talk right now. Definitely not.

A/N: Thanks for all the views/reviews/follows! They really keep me going. Fair warning, I don't know when the next chapter will be up, I know where I'm going with the story but things start to get a little more complicated now and I don't want to rush things now. Hang in there though! 3