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XX

"Oh my God, Gail!" Andy exclaims as she turns the corner and finds Gail sprawled on the concrete holding her shoulder.

"Jesus!" Gail cries through gritted teeth. "Where did that muscle-head bastard run off to?" She points off around the corner opposite where Andy came from. "He went that way, McNally!"

"Are you okay?" Andy asks when she finally makes it to Gail's side. She does a quick scan of the blonde, noting she's not bleeding and doesn't appear to have any life-threatening injuries.

"I'm fine! Go!" Gail yells.

Once Andy is around the corner and out of her sight, she manages to get herself into a seated position, ignoring the way her head swims and her stomach bottoms out. She scoots back enough that she can press her back against the brick wall of the alley, leaning her head back to take a few deep breaths.

Her shoulder is definitely dislocated. And she's kind of sure she has a concussion.

It only takes Andy about ten minutes to return to her side. She's got her hand on her radio, but before she can call it in, Gail is reaching a desperate hand out to her. "No!"

Andy gives her a confused look, her hand falling from the radio on her shoulder. "Gail? What is it?"

"Don't radio it in," Gail tells her, shifting so she can begin to push herself to her feet.

Andy is by her side, holding her good arm to help her up. "Gail, your shoulder is dislocated. We need to get you to a hospital."

"If we call this in, I'll be riding a desk for a week," Gail grumbles as they begin the short walk back to the cruiser. "We have twenty minutes left in our shift. Just let me ride it out and then take me to Holly. I want her to pop it back in."

Andy looks like she wants nothing more than to disagree, but she and Gail are finally on good terms, so she goes against her better judgment and nods. "Fine, but if she's pissed, I'm not taking any responsibility."

Gail rolls her eyes. "You're such a baby."

Andy hides a smile, pulling Gail's door open for her. "You just better hope we don't get a call in the next twenty minutes."

"Let's just get roid-rage back to the station," Gail grumbles, nodding back at the huge guy in the back seat.

XX

Thirty minutes later, Andy pulls the door to the lab open and Holly greets them both with a grin, but it vanishes immediately when she notices Gail's face, pinched with pain and looking unusually pale.

"What happened?" she asks.

"Your girlfriend is a stubborn ass," Andy supplies before Gail can even open her mouth.

Gail shoots her an icy glare and turns to Holly, who's watching her carefully. "Some giant muscle head ran me over and dislocated my shoulder."

"Ran you over?" Holly repeats, looking more concerned by the second.

"Literally," Gail clarifies. "Like he ran into me and knocked me down then fell on me."

"And then she made me bring her here instead of the hospital," Andy supplies rather unhelpfully, in Gail's opinion anyways.

Holly looks mildly annoyed, but she knows how much Gail hates the hospital.

Gail takes a seat at one of the lab tables and gives Holly a rather pitiful look. "I just thought if you did it, it wouldn't hurt as much. Please, Hol?"

Holly lets her eyes sweep over Gail's form, her hands following suit, checking for any other injuries as she contemplates this. She frowns when she feels a lump on Gail's head, her fingers making the blonde wince.

"Sorry," Holly tells her softly, peering into her eyes. "You might have a concussion."

"Hol," Gail begs softly. "Please fix my shoulder."

Holly studies her for a few moments and finally sighs. "I'll do it on one condition."

Gail immediately rolls her eyes and Andy grins, knowing Gail is already whipped.

"If I pop your shoulder back in, you're gonna go get checked out," Holly tells her softly. "They need to do some x-rays, just to be sure, and you're going to be in a lot of pain. There's no way you'll sleep tonight unless you get something for it. And I want you to get a CT."

"Holly," Gail whines, her frame slumping, making her wince, which makes her roll her eyes. "Fine."

Holly smiles, kissing her quickly. "Think you can give me a hand?" she asks Andy.

Andy nods. "Just tell me what to do."

Holly pats one of the long metal tables and crooks a finger at Gail. "Up you go." She and Andy manage to get her settled on the table.

Andy's phone suddenly chirps, signaling a text message. She stands blinking at her phone for so long that Gail finally says something.

"McNally? Think you can save girl talk until after this is done?" Gail asks, reaching out to poke her arm.

Andy looks up and her eyes are shining with tears. "Sam just woke up. They say he's gonna be fine."

Gail feels a surge of relief wash over her. "Told you so."

Holly rounds the table and pulls Andy into a warm hug. When she releases her, she looks a little sheepish. "Sorry, you just looked like you needed someone to hug you."

Andy's tears spill over her cheeks as she laughs. "I did. Thanks."

"She's a bit of a hugger," Gail explains with a nod in Holly's direction. Then she rethinks her statement. "Actually you both are. It's nice you have something to bond over. Now, can we please get back to the issue at hand?"

Holly smiles at her and takes hold of her wrist and forearm. "Andy, just try to keep her body steady when I pull."

Andy stands on the opposite side of the table and holds on to Gail's torso as Holly readies to pull.

"Ready?" Holly asks her softly.

Gail meets her eyes and nods once, closing her eyes to ready for the pain.

Holly exchanges a quick nod with Andy before she lifts her arm enough to begin to pull it back into its socket.

Gail lets out a sharp cry as a stab of pain shoots through her shoulder, but she feels relief an instant later. "Damn." She lifts her opposite hand to her shoulder to try to massage the pain out.

Holly grasps her hand gently. "Okay?" Gail's eyes close and she nods. Holly watches her for a moment before she addresses Andy. "Any chance you can take her to the hospital? I have to get these results finished as soon as possible for Detective Callaghan."

"Sure." Andy nods as they help Gail sit upright. "I'll check on Sam while I'm there."

Holly moves to stand in front of Gail, studying her face for any signs of pain. She leans forward for a quick kiss. "Call me when you're done and I'll come get you so Andy can stay with Sam."

Gail nods, sliding down from the table. "Thanks for nothing, Stewart."

Holly smirks. "Don't mention it. Next time I'll let you go to the ER where some newbie intern is learning to reset shoulders and he'll stick his foot in your armpit. Enjoy that."

Andy laughs, feeling lighter than she has in days and she gathers their things back up, waving at Holly as they go.

Gail turns back just before she reaches the door and shoots Holly a quick wink, making Holly smile, before she turns back and heads out.

XX

Several hours later Holly is working on a few files from work when Gail suddenly wakes with a start. Her eyes are wide as she looks around the room frantically, blinking several times when they land on Holly. "Jesus." She exhales a shaky breath and drops back down to the couch.

"You okay?" Holly asks. She moves around the couch until she can take a seat on the edge. "Do you need something for the pain?"

Gail shakes her head. "Oxy totally makes me dream weird shit," she mumbles, her face covered by both hands. "I really should tell them to stop giving it to me." She suddenly removes her hands and stares at Holly for a moment. "You were trying to eat me."

Holly smirks.

"My face, Holly." Gail clarifies wryly. "You were trying to eat my face. You were a zombie."

"A zombie?" Holly asks, deflating a little when the dream starts to sound a lot less interesting than it had a moment ago.

Gail crooks a finger at her. "Come here."

Holly moves so she can hover over Gail, happy to kiss the bad dream away, but once she's close enough, she feels fingers press to her carotid artery, checking for a pulse.

Gail looks at her seriously, her eyes still bleary from sleep. "I had to make sure."

Holly looks amused, secretly loving Gail high as a kite. She's beyond adorable. "Go back to sleep."

Gail shakes her head and reaches out both hands, wiggling her fingers. "Come here."

Holly leans back over her, landing with an 'oomph' when Gail pulls her down on top of her and shifts so their legs are tangled comfortably.

"Mmm," Gail hums happily, wrapping her arms around Holly's torso. She squeezes Holly tightly for a moment before her limbs slacken loosely around her. "Is it possible, you think?" she asks sleepily. "Zombies?"

Holly looks thoughtful for a moment and shrugs. She pulls herself from Gail's grasp and stands up to let her sleep, kissing her temple gently as she goes. "I don't think the walking dead are a possibility, but I could see something turning normal people into something nonhuman enough to want to kill people." She crouches next to the couch near Gail's head, running a hand over her head, sweeping her hair back gently.

"But not for their brains," Gail mumbles, her eyes closed and halfway to sleep. She cracks one eye open. "Right?"

"Not for brains." Holly smiles fondly, leaning over to press her lips to Gail's forehead. "Sleep, sweetie."

XX

A.N. Fluff for now...drama to come...