A/N: I'm just going to stop predicting when I'll be updating next because I'm always wrong.

"Monday you can fall apart, Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart, Thursday doesn't even start, It's Friday I'm in love," Gail belted out the lyrics in the car, "come on Chris! Sing along."

"But Friday, never hesitate," Chris joined in until their squad car's radio crackled to life.

"1504 we've got a disturbance, possible trespass at UT Athletic Centre, 55 Harbord. Campus police requesting backup."

Chris reached for the radio, "copy, mark 1504 responding."

"Copy 1504. Be advised subject is possible 10-37."

"Copy dispatch."

"Excellent, drunk gym goers no doubt trying to make a "Harlem Shake" video. That fad is so over," Gail was not looking forward to this one.

"Not gonna disagree on that one, although you never know, maybe it's a "Wrecking Ball" video."

"That would be disgusting. Everyone better be wearing clothes or you're on your own."

"I don't like this, it's too quiet," Gail said suspiciously.

"Friday afternoon on campus, everyone's probably halfway to drunk by now." Gail was right, the gym seemed pretty empty.

"Are you the officers that were called about the disturbance?" The girl at the main desk called out to Chris and Gail.

"Yes ma'am, we were told there was a possible trespass," Chris answered.

"The swim coach called it in, he's in the weight room with his team, the campus police officers are searching the building now," the girl filled them in.

"Thanks, where's the weight room?" Chris asked.

"Down the hall, take a right at the end, you can't miss it; glass walls."

"Great, thanks for you help," Chris called as they started down the hall.

"You have got to be kidding me. This is a joke," Gail groaned as they turned at the end of the hall.

"What? What's wrong?" Chris was worried.

"Well if you want Holly's sister's number you can get it yourself. She's deadlifting over there next to Helga Pataki."

"Oh boy."

"Ugh, let's do this thing," Gail took a deep breath as she yanked the door open to the weight room. A man in a blue, UT track suit immediately approached the officers. 'Great, this must be the coach,' Gail thought to herself.

"Hi officers, I'm Bryan Donaldson, the swimming head coach. One of our former coaches showed up at practice today, I'm pretty sure he was drunk, or high on something. We had a verbal non-trespass on him for the campus but since this happened I'd like to file one with the police department."

"Well, Mr. Donaldson, I'm officer Diaz. This is my partner, Officer Peck. Was he armed?"

"No, no, he didn't have any weapons."

"We're going to need to take your statement about what happened earlier, as well as the statements of anyone else who witnessed - uh -"

"Derrek Johnson," the coach informed Chris.

"Thank you, we'll need the statement of anyone who witnessed Mr. Johnson's activity today. I can get started on your statement now."

Gail turned to the rest of the room, "Okay, listen up Missy Franklin wannabes, my name is Officer Peck. Officer Diaz here and I are going to have to come around to take all of your statements about what happened earlier. Just tell us what you saw and nothing that you didn't. Pigtails, you're up first," Gail walked up to the girl who was doing lunges with free weights.

"I'm officer Peck, can you tell me your name and anything about the incident that you saw?"

"Um, my name's Susie Jones, but I was in the locker room when Derrek busted into the gym. I only heard about it, I didn't see anything."

"Susie Jones? Is that a joke? Lemme guess, you were in the locker room doing your hair?"

"Well...yeah," Susie said, obviously intimated by Officer Ice Pick.

"Thanks for you time Susie," Gail said with an eye roll as she walked down to the girl next to Susie. "Alright 'Squats', you're next. Did you see the incident earlier?"

"Actually I was in the trainers room, getting my knee taped, sorry."

"Excellent," Gail said, moving along. She glanced over at Chris who was still talking to the coach 'gosh hurry up, Chris!' Gail thought to herself. "Hi, I'm Officer Peck, is there anything you can tell me about the incident earlier?"

The girl stood up to face Gail from the bench where she was doing bent rows. 'Great, fucking great. God damnit Chris, why do you have to talk so slowly?' Gail cursed in her head.

"Officer Peck," Summer smiled, "as in, Holly's Officer Peck? It's nice to officially meet you, I'm Summer," she offered her hand politely to Gail.

"Pleasure," Gail smiled her biggest smile, "so Summer, did you see what happened earlier?"

"Yeah totally, I was already in the weight room when he came in, def seemed drunk or high or something. He was screaming at coach about wrongful termination or something, totally redic."

"Have you had any contact with Mr. Johnson?" Finally someone who was actually there, why did it have to be Holly's sister?

"I mean, not that much. I'm only a second year, and he was let go after last season. Plus he worked mainly with the breast strokers. But he was like, mad good, back when he was still swimming. But then I guess he hurt his knee and couldn't get the same range of motion, so he had to retire. But he went like totally bonkers, that's what everyone was talking about last year."

"Hey Gail," Chris approached Gail and Summer, "I just finished talking to the coach. The campus police found the guy in the pool area. They're going to escort him to the hospital."

"Eggcellent," Gail replied cooly, "I've already done those two, why don't you start at the other end of the room."

"Sure thing," Chris smiled and walked over the other end of the room to start interviewing.

"Do you wanna grab coffee on the way back or wait until we get to the station?" Chris asked as he and Gail walked out of the weight room.

"Immediately," was Gail's answer.

"Hey, Gail wait up!"

'Oh boy,' Gail thought, 'here it comes.'

"I just wanted to say thanks, and sorry for the other night. You totally saved my ass."

"Don't mention it," Gail smiled, wanting to get out there as quickly as possible.

"Stewart, let's go!" Her coach called from the doorway.

"Well, gotta run, see you at Sunday dinner yeah? Don't worry, my parents are kinda crazy weird, but they're really nice," Summer said cheerily as she ran back to her team.

"Later," was all Gail could come up with. Sunday dinner? With Holly's parent's? What was this girl smoking? Holly hadn't said anything about Sunday dinner.

"You ready for that coffee?" Chris asked, easily aware that something was up.

"Definitely."

"You didn't tell me you were having dinner at Holly's parent's," Chris decided to push it a little bit.

"Actually, it's Holly who didn't tell me about dinner," Gail said accusingly.

"Maybe she just forgot? I wouldn't worry about it, Gail," Chris could see a freakout coming, and he tried to put out the fire as best he could.

She just stared him down, dead in the eyes. Chris had pretty much become immune to her stares though. Now he knew they were more telling of how vulnerable she was feeling, well, most of the time.

"How 'bout that coffee?" Chris asked cheerily, willing to the change the subject for Gail's sake.

"Hey guys," Holly said cheerily. Gail, Chris, Dov, Traci, and Steve were all gathered around a table at the Penny. Everyone called out their hellos but Gail just smiled and took another sip from her drink. Holly was a little thrown off, but she didn't miss a beat, "I'm gonna grab a drink, does anybody want anything?" Holly asked the group.

"I'm gonna order some food, I'll come with," Chris said, quickly rising from his chair.

"She's freakin' out about dinner," Chris whispered to Holly as soon as they were out of earshot of the table.

"Excuse me?" Holly asked, confused.

"Today your sister said something about Dinner at your parents on Sunday," Chris explained. They both gave the bartender their order and then returned to the conversation that had left Holly incredibly confused.

"Wait, where was my sister? Is she in trouble again?" Holly was getting anxious.

"No, no, we got a call about a trespass at the UT gym at the end of shift. She was at practice."

"Oh, thank god. Wait what did she say to Gail?"

"She said something about seeing her at your parents for Sunday dinner, she was being nice. Look I don't know what's going on but you need to talk to her because she'll just stew in it for days. I don't think the city would survive," Chris said with a chuckle, trying to keep the mood light.

"Yeah, probably not," Holly agreed, "shit...thanks Chris. If she were older I'd totally set you up with my sister," she added, with a wink.

"Wah, she told you about that?" Chris stammered.

"Dov did," Holly answered with a laugh. Dov had told her the other day, so had Gail, but Holly wasn't about to throw her under the bus. "But she'd be lucky to find someone like you," Holly gave Chris a pat on the back. Crap crap crap she was in trouble.

A/N: Ah, Summer means so well, but why didn't Holly tell Gail about dinner? Thanks for all the feedback guys! It keeps me going, so hit me up with a review XOXO