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Chapter 1 – Early Christmas Present
It was another Christmas time and the 15th division was getting busy. Not only with the increased criminality but also decorating the station and preparing a Christmas party which should take place the day before Christmas.
"Oi, Peck, wanna help out?" called Oliver, more of a command than request.
The officer just shrugged, "Not participating, not helping."
"We can always go together as single participants ready to mingle and eventually hook up," suggested a female detective.
"Yeah, right," Gail just rolled her eyes and paid her attention back to the computer screen.
The holiday spirit was intoxicating and people were smiling and caring. Just one Grinch stood back away from this chaos. All what happened with her family and personal life had nothing to do with a good mood or happy holiday and many wishes to come true. Gail had only one wish and it was not about to happen anyway, so why to care?
"Any plans for holiday?" asked Chris walking towards his blond grumpy colleague. "I think I will go back to Timmins to visit my mum. What about you?"
"Most likely listening to my mother pressuring me to save the family name, and then drink and forget."
"Care for a company with drinking and forgetting?" Frankie asked with a flirty smug on her face.
"Oh my lord," groan the blonde, tilting her head backwards as she stretched her legs on the table.
"Come on, Gail. You want everybody to know how awesome you are and yet you still haven't beaten me in the recent Call of Duty," smile the detective. "Let's put on silly Christmas hats and kill the enemies."
Gail watched her up and down. Yup, she still had a certain duty of Duty to fulfil or she would never hear the end of Dov teasing. "Fine, but I am going to partner with Dov. You can have Chris."
It was a late evening of 23rd December when four friends where heavily laughing and yelling, being totally sucked into the shooting game. The girls sat at each side of the sofa while guys settled on the carpet leaning against that said couch. The doorbell rang. They looked at each other quizzically who could be visiting at this hour. Maybe one of the neighbours complaining about them being loud.
"Gail, go," ushered her the detective motioning her hand. "You are at the closest edge."
"No way!" exclaimed the blonde. "I am a lady, may lads show their chivalry." The doorbell rang again and all faces were staring at Gail.
"But you have the gift of scaring away any intruder," commented Chris.
"Urgh," groaned the young woman and got up to open the door.
She made a face towards her colleagues, sticking out her tongue at them. She swung the door open, only to be stunned and frozen in shock. She stood there eye to eye with the most amazing chocolate orbs she hadn't seen for a long time.
"Hey," whispered a certain forensic pathologist in a shaky voice. Her hair was let down in a messy waves, face flushed in a shade of red and her breathing was fast and shallow.
"Hi," replied Gail back mostly on autopilot than a coherent greeting.
"Hey," the brunette repeated herself with a nervous smile.
"Has Christmas arrived earlier?" asked the cop, still not believing her eyes. Too much alcohol or did the guys put something in her drink to make her hallucinate happily?
Holly looked down at her feet to take a deep breath and then back at the woman of whom she was so taken. "I am not sure about holiday itself, I just did not want to spend another one without you."
Before any of them could say another word, Gail pulled the doctor onto her as their lips met in a searing kiss. A kiss that was not supposed to end any time soon, especially when she felt the tip of a tongue passing her lips.
While deep in their activity, the officer managed to slide her arm around Holly's waist and pull her inside the condominium, turning them around not letting go their lips apart. She slammed the door with her leg and pushed them both to her room. She could barely notice the conversation between her friends.
"What has just happened?" asked Frankie looking at the two adults snogging like tomorrow should never come.
"Well, detective, let's say you are not the one getting lucky tonight," stated Chris, looking back at the screen.
Meantime Dov pulled out headphones and offered them to his comrades. "I am pretty sure we will need them."
Gail successfully manoeuvred them to her room, closing the door with her back which caused them to separate. But not for long. The blonde leant back in, sliding her hands over Holly's shoulder to shred the coat. With more pressure in the kiss and one hand back on the brunette's waist, she led them to her bed where she planned to unwrap her early Christmas present slowly, enjoying every touch and every movement of her lips either dancing together or on the soft skin of the neck and other places.
Her brain was overloaded with thoughts, memories and emotions. However all that was suppressed because Gail did not want to think, she wanted to feel. To feel alive again. If this was just a dream then for sure she wanted to savour every second of it.
Nevertheless in reality slow was not an option. The passion took over their bodies as they fit perfectly together. Bare skin on skin. The heat and electricity between them spoke for everything. Gail took the lead as she hovered over her long lost girl and pressed her hand on the centre. Her partner was pushing up on her elbows but the blonde leant down pressing Holly firmly on the bed not allowing her to have much movement. Obediently the doctor did as was requested. This round was Gail's will.
Later that night or maybe it was early morning they laid comfortably in each other arms. Holly's left one wrapped around her lover as her partner's head was resting on her shoulder and left hand playing circles on the tanned firm abdomen, both deep in their thoughts.
"Gail," the doctor broke the silence, "I am aware you deeply despise talking about relationship stuff, but we should somehow express what we have in minds."
There were hundreds of questions flying in the blond head, alas only one stood up out of all. "Are you staying?"
"If you want me to…"
"Alright then." Gail looked up, traced her fingers along her lover's jaw line, putting a pressure to turn Holly's mouth her way. Licking her lower lip, she pulled up and captured the tempting mouth with her owns.