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gail-shark · 21 days
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Charlotte will guest star in multiple eps of FBI this season. Her first appearance is in 6x04, airing March 12.
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bellszidan · 14 days
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“So this is my partner OA Zidan. This is Jessica Blake, we went to Quantico together. We go back.”
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Canon Sapphic Characters Tournament Round One (Bracket 7)
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cotecoyotegrrrl · 3 months
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Happy New Year. I've had this idea bouncing around and I just couldn't resist. I hope you all enjoy this little ficlette.
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littlesolo · 8 months
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wait hold up u used to watch rookie blue and was/is a fan of the 'i think i'm a sociopath' gail peck? omg! goooooo officer lunchbox
I will forever be bitter that officer lunchbox wasn't endgame.
I LOVE Katherine Isabelle who played Frankie at the end, but I really liked Holly.
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The fact that my mind is now conjuring up a scenario where Gail and Holly are still together, but Frankie still joins the unit and is a chaotic lesbian.
Gail: I think she's crazy...
Holly: She's a mess, but good at her job.
Gail: You know her???
Holly: I'm the medical examiner for more than just you guys, you know. She closes her cases.
Gail: As a detective, she's supposed to.
Holly rolls her eyes
Holly: You were kind of a mess when we met. Still are on occasion.
Gail: What?
Holly: I'm thinking of a specific hair related event.
Gail: That- That was a rare situation.
Holly: All I'm saying is, if you have a desire to be a detective, take note of a few things and leave the crazy where it is.
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khrys548 · 1 year
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What a nice day to be reminded of my love for Gail Peck
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flipjack · 24 days
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Charlotte and Missy!
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starry-mist · 2 years
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The perfect GIF doesn’t exis—
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onceuponaweirdo · 6 months
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Rn I just need to see these two women being gay in the same environment
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I AM SIIIIIIICKKKKKK AND TIREDDDDD OF ALL THE CHARACTERS CALLING MY BABY GAIL “COLD AND UNFEELING”. She feels things so deeply and is so used to being hurt that she has to put the front on!!!! NO ONE BOTHERS TO GET BENEATH THE SURFACE. I can’t take their slander against her anymore. It’s SEASON 5 leave her alone
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gedachtenextracten · 2 years
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Summary:
Your next door neighbor whom you can borrow sugar, coffee, butter and even batteries off.
Or; If only Elaine and Lisa knew what their words would lead to.
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gail-shark · 5 months
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Paging Dr. Stewart (Hospital AU)
FFNET // A03
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bec77broo · 2 years
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Would you consider writing Golly again? I have recently gotten back into the fandom after however many years and your writing was always a favorite of mine. Anyways, thanks for everything you wrote. I’m still enjoying it in 2022, hope you know your effort is appreciated
I am still writing Golly. I just have had a few things going on with my own pain with the damage in my back and my own health, most recent is I need to have an iron infusion cos I’m anemic. My mum had heart surgery to replace a valve last year and my dad is having a stent put in his aorta at the beginning of next month. So I’ve been a bit distracted and very tired which makes writing difficult. I do have enough to post a chapter on both of my current stories and will do my best to get them edited and uploaded as soon as I can. Thanks for asking. Thanks for the praise. Feel free to nag me, I don’t mind. Hope this finds you well.
Bec oxox
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tini21 · 2 years
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apparently fluffs wasn’t thrilled with neither gail peck nor dad mug ☕️ nor even donuts 🍩 wazzz izzz happening? @gail-shark 😢
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cotecoyotegrrrl · 3 months
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Once Upon A Time - Still Kind Of Beautiful
Not exactly a holiday story
Sorry it's taken me so long to post the last chapter, work has been exploding getting ready for winter break and the end of the year.
You can find of this story in its entirety on A03 and FF
Part 4 
She hadn’t meant to do it. Not any of it. Not at all. But seeing Gail so close last night, actually touching her, holding her if even for just one moment opened a door Holly couldn’t seem to close. She knew that it was stupid, unscientific, impulsive, but she couldn’t seem to stop herself. Gail Peck felt like home.
An endless amount of teasing had already begun yesterday when her sister discovered she had made a date with Traci at the Penny to meet Gail’s daughter that night. Holly had tried to brush it off as taking a professional interest in a young woman who was important to Traci, and wanted to join her field of expertise. But her sister wasn’t fooled.
“Oh my God Holly! Just stop stalking her and talk with her already!” Laurel commented, with a superior smirk, when Holly told her where she were going last night, “What is this, Junior High School?!”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m not stalking Gail! I’m meeting her daughter Sophie, Traci’s niece, to talk about her first year of pre-med at McGill!” Holly tried to sound indignant, even though she knew Laurel was right.
“Then why do you know exactly who and what I’m talking about when I haven’t even mentioned her name?” Laurel continued, raising one pointed eyebrow.
She was busted!
“Oh look! You’re blushing! That’s so cute!” Laurel laughed right in her face as the room suddenly became unbearably hot.
“I am not!” Holly sulked.
Later that night she was hoping her sister would be asleep when she got home, but no such luck. Laurel fixed her with a knowing stare when she “had that look in her eye” as she came in the door.
“You saw her, didn’t you.”
Holly shrugged, adjusting her glasses, smiling dreamily, not wanting to tell her sister she had actually hugged Gail this time.
“Seriously Holly, when are you going to stop pining away, and either ask Gail for another chance, or get over her? It’s only been ten years of this stupidity!” Laurel continued.
“I’m not pining away! And I have had other relationships, Ms. Smartypants!” Holly protested weakly.
“Whatever you say Holly. Then why do you always find an excuse to ditch perfectly nice women after no more than six months together? And why is it, on any given day, I could ask you what Gail has been up to, and you would know, and be able to give me a detailed answer?” Laurel needled her with a wry expression.
Holly sighed and declined to answer, concluding that it was probably best to say nothing in response. Her sister had, of course, been right. She always, annoyingly, was.
Gail still smelled the same, like sandalwood, and baking cookies, and coffee. It was intoxicating! Holly had almost forgotten, until last night. And now it’s all she could think about. It had driven her into the car with a weak excuse about checking out the new facilities at the morgue, only to find herself here, at Gail’s door. Like a woman possessed, climbing the front stairs, ringing the bell, feeling foolish, hoping no one is home, and praying that Gail is here all at once, Holly feels so out of control. When the door opens, the sight of Gail wearing her old blue hoodie, the one she left at Gail’s place a decade ago makes Holly’s heart skip a beat. It makes her ramble, and stutter, and stumble. As Gail catches her reflexively to stop her from completely falling, she can feel Gail’s arms tighten around her waist, pulling her closer than necessary. She can feel Gail’s heart beating right through her sweater. Looking up into those clear blue eyes, Holly knew she was a goner. She hadn’t meant to do it, but Gail’s lips are like a magnet, drawing her in.
The kiss is hungry, starving really, as she buries her hands in Gail’s hair and her tongue in Gail’s mouth. She hears the front door slam behind them, as Gail moans and sighs into her. Her knees begin to buckle at the sound. And just like that, Gail’s body is slamming her up against the nearest wall. She came here to talk, to try to catch Gail alone, to see if they could find a way to start over, or at least be friends, and yet somehow, they ended up like this. Maybe this is how they are meant to communicate, she thinks fleetingly, like a lightning strike in a forest, burning off the old to allow for new growth. It takes her back to interrogation rooms, and bathtubs, and her old office at the morgue, not that she’s complaining. Not when every cell in her body is on fire and rejoicing in the same way she is sure a wilting plant reacts to water. She can feel herself breaking, years of regret, and disappointment, and holding herself back, come crashing down at their feet, and pouring out from beneath her closed eyelids as Gail’s fingers slide inside her sweater and her coat, pushing them to the floor with a soft thud, without breaking the kiss. Salty, bittersweet tears flow onto Holly’s mouth changing the taste of Gail’s tongue from want to need, as she realizes with a gasp that Gail is weeping too. Cool, soft hands slide up her back, under her shirt, pulling her closer still, leaving a trail of fire on her skin. They are melting together, gasping, and shaking and clutching desperately at each other. Smoldering brown eyes open to lock with the blue grey storm that pierces her very soul. In this moment there is only them, there is only this.
“Oh my God… MOTHER!” The anguished cry rings out behind them, as the front door slams open breaking the spell.
Gail’s lips are ripped from hers and a cold breeze from the open door hits her like a slap where Gail’s body has just been. Holly lurches to her feet, awkwardly attempting to straighten her blouse, and put herself back together as she watches the scene before her unfold. Sophie standing wide eyed, mouth agape with shock in the doorway of Gail’s home, looking in horror from her to Gail and back before pushing roughly past them and running up the stairs, giving Holly a disdainful look as she goes.
“Sophie?” Gail calls softly to her daughter.
A bedroom door slams upstairs.
“Gail…” Traci begins, standing breathlessly on the doorstep, also looking from Gail to Holly and back, but with big motherly eyes this time.
“Don’t.” Gail warns her away with a vague wave of her hand.
The bedroom door slams again and Sophie descends scowling murderously at them all.
“Sophie! Where are you going young lady?” Gail commands, hands on her hips.
“What do you care?” Sophie shoots back, grabbing a very confused Leo by the arm. “Out! With people who I’m not interrupting! Come on Leo!”
Leo gives them all an apologetic half shrug and smile as he allows Sophie to drag him to her car.
“Sophie Katrina Peck! You get your ass back in this house right this second!” Gail storms after her, only to be stopped by Traci’s hand on her arm.
“Let her go.” Traci says quietly.
“Fuck!” Gail’s whole body deflates as she watches Sophie and Leo speed away in Sophie’s Honda Civic.
She digs the heels of her hands into her eyes as she sits abruptly on the stairs,
“She’ll be alright. At least Leo is with her.” Traci says quietly.
“Maybe I should go.” Holly says softly, getting her feet beneath her, feeling like her chest has been stomped on by an elephant.
“Don’t you dare!” Gail’s hand shoots out to grab her wrist hard, and then turning to glare at Traci, “What are you guys doing home so early? I thought your movie ended at five.”
“We went to The Human Genome Project at the Museum of Science instead.” Traci says with a shrug.
“Oh.” Gail says looking sadly up at her.
“She heard that Holly had a part in putting it together and wanted to impress her by having seen it.” Traci replies  “Great.” Holly sighs, “And now she hates me.”
“No, but I do think she has a school girl crush on you, and walking in on you making out with her Mom may have burst her bubble.” Traci says with a smirk.
“Oh. That.” Holly shakes her head with a sad smile
“She does know about your past with Holly, right Gail?” Traci says as gently as she can.
“Nope.” Gail hangs her head and won’t look at either one of them.
“O – Kay…” Traci sighs
Gail continues, “ It… ah… never came up..? I mean it’s not like I’ve really dated anyone since I’ve had her.”
“No one?” Holly asks quietly.
“Nope.” Gail says, turning to face her, “She lost everything when her mom died, and I wasn’t going to bring someone else into our lives, just to have them leave and break her heart.”
“Oh.” Holly says sadly, feeling the impact of Gail’s words like a punch to her solar plexus.
“I’m sorry.” Gail says, seeing the pain register on her face, “I didn’t say that to hurt you, Holly.”
“That’s ok. I might kind of deserve it if you did.” Holly replies, deflated, unable to meet Gail’s eyes.
Traci clears her throat, “As much as I hate to break this up, I’m going to go home and wait to hear from Leo there. You two have a lot to talk about. And remember Gail, everyone deserves the chance to be happy, even you.”
“Thanks Traci.” Gail gets up to give her an unexpected hug, “I’ll call you when Sophie comes home.”
“You’re a good mother Gail.” Traci says as they part. “You know that, right? And I’ll see you later Holly!”She turns to go with a smile.
Gail is still pacing, and Holly can tell that her mind is running about a million miles an hour like a hamster wheel going nowhere. It’s the sheer helplessness she feels that keeps her glued to the couch in silence, watching Gail pace instead of getting up and reaching for her. Helplessness and guilt. Why did she think she and Gail ever stood a chance? She isn’t sure why she’s still here, but Gail insisted that she stay.
It’s nearly seven o’clock when the front door finally opens and Sophie comes storming in.
“What is she still doing here?” She demands in an icy tone, glaring at Holly.
“Sophie, “ Gail turns to face her daughter. Her tone is hard, but her eyes hold a softness Holly has rarely seen before, “She’s here because you invited her to dinner, and because she is my friend.”
“A friend. So that’s what you call it.” Sophie scoffs.
“That’s right.” Gail counters. “Or at least I hope we are.”
“Why didn’t you ever tell me?” Sophie glares at her.
Gail sighs and sags a little, “It’s complicated, Kitten. When I got you Holly had just moved to San Francisco, and you needed someone who would always be there, and I knew I couldn’t divide myself between the two of you if I was going to be able to be the parent you needed.”
The air has grown thick and hot making it hard for Holly to breathe around the growing lump in her throat and the pressure behind her eyes.
“But you’re right Sophie, Holly and I were never just friends.” She concludes, moving over to stand by Holly sitting on the couch.
“Is that why you never date anyone?” Sophie asks, crossing her arms.
“In part.” Gail reaches out to squeeze Holly’s shoulder. “And in part because I wanted to give you the most stable environment I could growing up.”
“Oh.” Sophie says, chewing on her lower lip, like Gail does some times.
“While I’m sorry you got upset by walking in on something you weren’t supposed to see, I’m not sorry that Holly is here.” Gail squeezes Holly’s shoulder again, and smiles at her for the first time.
“Ok…” Sophie says cautiously.
“I know we all have so much to talk about, but right now I’m starving! So go get ready for dinner young lady!” Gail says finally.
“Yes Mom.” Sophie turns and goes almost meekly up stairs.
As she leaves Holly gets up as well, the emotional rollercoaster of the day leaving her drained and exhausted.
“Maybe I should go…” She begins softly, looking into Gail’s clear blue eyes.
Gail reaches for her then, kissing her tenderly with soft lips as she cradles Holly’s head in her hands.
“Stay.” She whispers into her lips.
This is the one word Gail never said to her before, the one word that could have changed the course of their lives so long ago. Knowing with all her heart that there is no other choice, she can only nod and kiss Gail back, powerless to do anything else, come what may.
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fabber0oz · 2 years
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Currently rewatching Rookie Blue. Is there a Gail & Holly discord that I can join? There used to be a Facebook group but it is long dead now. Please help. Thanks. #gailpeck #hollystewart #officerlunchbox #helpimnotuptodate #rookieblue #amievendoingthiscorrectly
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