Author's note:

I wrote this right after 501 had aired, as my headcanon of how much Gail has been at Holly's before 501, but i never got around to posting it. Random friendship/relationship fluff – five times Gail visit Holly's place. First part of the story is Gail's POV and then it switches over to Holly's.
Unbeta'd so you may pelt me with digital snowballs if the grammar is too hopeless. :)

Chapter 1

The first time you visit Holly's place hardly counts as a visit. It's more like hovering on her doorstep (her kind of fancy doorstep, belonging to a sort of fancy townhouse made of bricks, just far enough from downtown Toronto) sneak peeking into a light and orderly hallway while she grabs her car keys and a jacket before the two of you head out to a rather sketchy, industrial part of town that aside of factories also holds a place with batting cages, a large worn-down bowling alley and several squash courts.

Batting cages seems like the least obnoxious thing to do out of the three options presented to you, 'cause at least you get to hit something with a bat, but you've never been known for your stellar hand-eye coordination, so the fact that the night ends with Holly endlessly mocking your (lack of) skills while nursing your bruised ego with burgers at a nearby diner isn't a very big surprise. What surprises you though, is how much you laugh during the evening, and how Holly so very easily keeps up with your snarky way of making conversation.

She drops you off at Casa Peckstein-Diaz when the digital numbers on the display in her car reads 22:53, and as you unlock the door and step out of your boots you can't help but feel like something's different. Something has changed.