'People wish upon them too, they hold so many hopes and dreams.'
'What would you wish for?' Erin asked.
'Uh Erin,' the blonde said, 'only the obvious!'
'Uhh?'
'Only world peace,' Holtz chirped in a an over-the-top girly voice.
Erin chuckled.
'What about you?'
Erin looked over to Holtzmann, then back to the sky.
'I don't know.'
'Sure, you do,' Holtz replied, adjusting her blanket, turning her body to Erin and the brunette looked over to her, turning herself too and they were facing each other.
'You can't laugh.'
'I wouldn't Er.'
Erin nodded, burying the side of her face into the cushion.
'True love,' she said, not looking at the blonde and then she rolled her eyes.
'Why would I laugh at that?'
'Coz,' Erin said as she exhaled hard, moving to her back, 'it's silly romance.'
'It's not, ' Holtz replied, 'It's not silly. Just because you like something or want something doesn't make it silly.'
Erin nodded, and they shared a smile.
'I just want it Jilly, so much.'
'Jilly?'
Erin laughed, 'It just came out.'
'I like it.'
'Yeah?'
'Yeah.'
'This is perfect,' Erin whispered as they gazed back up at the stars, turning on their backs, Holtzmann looking over at Erin with a smile.
'You do romance well Jill, ' Erin whispered.
'Anytime Miss Gilbert.'
'You're gonna make a woman so happy one day, you know that right?'
Holtzmann nodded, her eyes suddenly welling with tears and she looked back up to the sky, blinking them away, feeling them trickle down and into her hairline, and she froze, hoping Erin hadn't noticed. She didn't want to make anyone else happy except Erin. Holtzmann couldn't stop thinking about her, from the moment she woke, until she fell asleep at night.
Holtzmann was known as the flirt, a flirt, always attracting the most beautiful women when they went out for celebratory drinks after a Bust. Sometimes she didn't even need to flirt, she just captivated women. Any visitors to the Firehouse becoming giggly around the blonde, sometimes passing on their number in a little note, and in turn Holtz was able to take home any woman she laid eyes on. But the last time that had happened? The woman couldn't even recall, had it been a year ago? Longer? Erin hadn't noticed. Erin, hadn't noticed that Holtzmann turned away women, she only noticed the attraction women had towards her, watching them as they smiled at the blonde, or made an excuse to touch her arm or back when she was ordering drinks for the team at the bar.
Patty had noticed though, and so had Abby.
It was Patty that had said something to the Ghostbuster, Abby nodding at Patty's words.
'You gonna do something about it baby?'
Abby was focused on her colleague, watching as the blonde suddenly looked uncomfortable, the side of her mouth almost curling up into a smile, but then she looked away from them.
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Simple Complexity
FanfictionA Holtzbert story. It wasn't really the fact that the gun wasn't ready, nor was it that the Swiss Army knife was the intention, the intention was the motion, the gift, the representation. Because for Doctor Jillian Holtzmann, the action, the symbol...
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