A/N: I'm sorry it's such a short one but I'm not very good at finishing up stories. Actually, I rarely finish my fanfics so this is quite the improvement for me!

Yet again, Gail Peck managed to mess up Holly's plans.

The doctor had planned to make Gail wait as much as possible, mostly out of respect for Nadia (their break-up was still fresh), and she still needed time alone for the transition. Also, part of Holly still wanted to hold back a while longer to see if Gail would remain quiet or if she'd try to approach her again. What Gail would choose to do and how it'd be executed would show how much she tried to change her attitude.

But then Holly noticed some big inscriptions by the batting cage door, as she was about to leave for the night, and all logic and control was pretty much forgotten.

I MISS YOU, LUNCHBOX

Holly stood there staring for a whole minute. That message was obviously directed towards her.

Gail came to the batting cages by herself?

The fact that she left that random message, knowing full well Holly might never see it; hit her right in the gut. It wasn't a demanding request, it wasn't a direct confession. It was just what Gail felt and the fact that she thought of just selflessly leave the message after probably trying to hit some baseballs made Holly's heart melt. That and also the mental image of Gail scratching the metallic surface with her pocket knife for probably 5 minutes or more, because it wasn't sloppy work. It must've taken quite some time. Holly wondered how she wasn't caught vandalizing the cage. She shook her head but somehow couldn't help but smile.

That idiot. That adorable idiot.

Gail Peck was in a good mood.

"Will you stop that?" – Dov begged, his patience running short. It was the millionth time he was a target for her paperclip throwing that afternoon.

"I still have two boxes." – Gail announced cheerfully.

"Jesus. What's wrong with you today?" – He asked, standing up and stealing the paperclip boxes from her, finding zero resistance.

"I have a date with Holly." – She said, leaning back on her chair and swinging from side to side.

"Good for you. Now let me work." – He said, too annoyed to really care at this point.

Gail didn't mind Dov's lack of interest for her happiness. Right now what really mattered was that Holly was giving her another chance and they were meeting later at the batting cages. After some exchanged texts, Gail ended up saying she had mastered the art of baseball (might've exaggerate a bit there) and Holly demanded for her to prove it that night.

"Show me your moves, Peck" – Holly teased, about to hit the baseball launch button later that evening.

"Wait! I need to focus." – Gail asked, failing miserably to hide her nervousness. She gripped the bat as hard as she could.

Why was she nervous? She spent almost 2 hours hitting baseballs a couple of nights ago.

"Hey batter batter batter." – Holly taunted.

"Stop it! God. Fine. Just do it." – Gail eventually said, suddenly gathering up the nerve and courage to try and hit some balls. She just had that childish need to impress Holly and didn't want to fail.

Holly hit the button. A fastball came in Gail's direction; she leaned forward and swung her arms as fast as humanly possible for her.

*PLACK*

Holly's mouth hanged open. The ball was hit and sent back with at an amazing height and speed. Gail turned towards Holly and raised her free arm to the air.

"Ah! Suck it! I am king of the … well, whatever they call it."

"Not bad, officer. Not bad at all." – Holly said, recomposing herself and trying to contain her astonishment.

"Admit it, it was awesome." - Gail teased, taking a bow.

As she rose, Holly was already in front of her, raising her arms and taking Gail's helmet off.

"You are awesome." – Holly stated, throwing the helmet to the floor and proceeding to cup Gail's face with her hands. She didn't care if it was too soon to verbally forgive Gail. She would only be postponing the inevitable.

"No I'm not. I'm still a big jerk. But I'm trying to change that." – Gail said, still feeling undeserved of Holly's compliments.

"I can see that." – Holly said, unbearably close to her. She leaned a bit closer and the gap between their faces was finally gone. The kiss was slow, gentle and incredibly caring. Gail eventually let go of the bat and used both her hands to push Holly closer to her.

"Get a room!" – Someone from the next booth yelled.

"Get a life!" – Gail eventually yelled back, quickly diverting her attention back to Holly's mouth.

The other woman chuckled and gave in to the kiss, her tongue trying her luck and immediately gaining permission from Gail to explore further.

The kiss transformed into something deeper and hungrier, the need for closeness after all those weeks very evident now.

Even though it ended sooner than Gail would've wanted, she felt entirely content at that moment, possibly for the first time in weeks.

"I love you too, Gail." – Holly quietly said.

Gail's breathing seemed to stop for a moment. Her hands moved from Holly's back to her face, gently caressing her.

"Really?" – She asked, not quite believing what she just heard. Her voice was charged with emotion.

"Yeah, really." – Holly said, smiling.

Gail let out a sigh as a huge grin spread on her face. She tried to contain it but the effort was in vain.

"Hey ladies, someone actually wants to play baseball here." – Some guy said from outside the booth.

"I payed for a full hour you moron. I can make out with my girlfriend for 40 more minutes if I want." – Gail snapped back, quickly changing her expression to infinite tenderness as she turned to Holly again and went in for yet another kiss.

The guy went away mumbling something incomprehensible.

Some things never change.

A/N: The end. I'm kind of sad it ended up being so short. I could've tried a slower burn but for that we have the original tv show, am I right? :P