Ever since finding out Karen was pregnant, Lip had been staying out late and sleeping in during the day. Nobody knew how he was feeling as he was avoiding them and when they did see him he didn't want to talk.
Fiona and Hollie had told Carl that he needed to contribute to the squirrel fund and since the Chinese woman that Frank rented his room to had left after having her baby, Carl had decided to rent the room out again to a hooker named Bev or as she is more widely known 'Double-Bag-Bev'.
Hollie had already had to stop Carl and Little Hank from drilling a peephole into the wall of Bev's room and Fiona was fed up with her taking hours in the bathroom and using the washing machine all the time.
Hollie was in Fiona's room helping her figure out what she was going to wear for a date to a wedding she was going to later that night when Lip had finally got out of bed and trudged through the hallway.
"Hay finally up," Fiona smiled. Hollie peeked around Fiona to see Lip, "hey Hermit, welcome back to the land of the living. smoke?"
"Yep," Lip stepped into the room and pulled a cigarette from his pocket.
"You know there's a prostitute in Frank's room?" said Fiona. Lip nodded, "Double-Bag-Bev. Needed a place to stay. Win, win."
"As long as you can't catch AIDS from a washing machine," Hollie muttered.
"Mm. They got drugs for that now," Lip informed, "it's like a cold,"
Fiona scoffed, "pfft. She's single-handedly catapulting Carl into puberty," she said as she took the cigarette from Lip and sat down on her bed against the wall.
"At least She's not bringing her work home," Lip shrugged.
"She better not," said Fiona.
"My room is right next to hers," Hollie grimaced as she sat down on the bed and took the cigarette from Fiona, "I do not need to hear any of that," she took a long drag before handing it bag to Fiona.
"And no more washing machine freebies." said Fiona, "if she charges by the load so can we,"
Hollie laughed in disgust, "that is possibly the grossest thing I've ever heard you say," Lip cleared his throat and sat down on the bed too, "you talk to Karen?" Hollie questioned.
"Why would I?"
Fiona and Hollie both gave him a scolding look. "Look it could be anyone's kid," Lips defended, "uh, Owen Lindquist... the guy in Wolcott with the lazy eye and the mustang. Frank."
"You use protection?" Fiona asked.
"She's on the pill,"
"So she said," said Hollie, "you should never trust that shit, you never know if she could be lying. how many times you sleep with her?"
"What, you guys keep count?" Lip challenged. Fiona rolled her eyes, "ballpark. How many times a week,"
Lip thought about it for a second before answering, "six, seven,"
"Yeah, for what, like eight months? That's—"
"Around 224," Lip finished for Fiona.
"And what about other guys? Ten sound about right?" Fiona posed, "that's 20-1 odds. You're the one who takes book. You like those odds?"
Lip blew smoke out of his mouth, "if you're gonna yell at me go ahead,"
Fiona shook her head, "I'm not your mother," she said before smacking the back of his head.
"So what are you gonna do?" Hollie questioned, "because you are not dumping this on us. It's your responsibility,"
"I'm not taking care of another kid," said Fiona firmly before standing up and leaving the room.
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The door to the alibi room opened and Frank walked in and sat down on his usual stool. "On the house? I'm in mourning," Frank requested Kev who was cleaning a glass.
"Freebies for family only Frank," said Kev. Frank turned to Hollie with a hopeful expression on his face but she didn't even look up at him as she replied, "No,"
"Oh, come on!" He groaned, "Fine, then start the mother of all tabs. once Eddie's life insurance kicks in, moderations going to be a thing of the past,"
"Moderation?"
"How much we talking about?" The guy beside Frank asked. Frank pulled a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, "City life. Gotta be 50k at least." He said as Kev placed his usual down on the bar in front of him.
Frank lifted his glass, "a toast to Eddie Jackson... who had the foresight to take care of those he loved."
"I wouldn't celebrate just yet Frank," Kev warned, "you're not the only one interested in Eddie's life insurance,"
"Police are asking a lot of questions," Hollie nodded over to the officer who was talking to Billy at the pool table and another who was asking a woman some questions.
"So?" Frank asked.
"Eddie was weighed down with a cement block," Kev informed but Frank was still clueless.
"So?"
"So everyone here heard Eddie threaten to kill you," Kev clarified, handing a tray of clean glasses to Hollie so she could put them away.
"Threaten me not the other way around." Said Frank, "murders not my bag. I don't have the constitution. Blood makes me queasy,"
"And I didn't plant that pipe bomb down at the mosque but it was on my route," said the guy on the other side of Frank who was a mailman, "so the pigs got a warrant. Never would have found the videos otherwise. I served 18 goddamn months," he said, "if Curtis didn't want his wife filmed naked he shouldn't have left the blinds open when he took her out of her wheelchair and changed her diaper."
Hollie grimaced, "gross," she mumbled.
"You got any skeletons, Frank?" The other guy asked.
Frank shook his head, "none that come to mind,"
"Identity theft?" Hollie reminded him.
"Simple misunderstanding," Frank waved off but Hollie continued to list things, "endangering the welfare of a child, human trafficking... drug running, Medicaid fraud, disability fraud, mail fraud."
"The longer they look the more they'll find," the guy warned Frank who now had a scared expression on his face. He grabbed his drink and left the bar in a haste.
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"Whoa what the fuck happened to your face?" Hollie asked Lip as he walked past her and Nick at the barbecue.
"Nothing, I'm fine," Lip waved her off and jet walking.
"Well make sure you put some ice on that," she called after him. She sighed as she watched him walk off towards the L.
Nick wrapped his arm around her waist, "it's lip. he'll be fine. Come on," he kissed the side of her head and pulled her along with him.
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After the barbecue, Nick and Hollie walked back to the Gallagher house. When they reached the street Hollie noticed Fiona talking to a guy she recognised from the club that Jasmine had set Fiona up with.
"...And here is one of them now," said Fiona as Hollie got within earshot, "this is my sister Hollie, you might have seen her at the club the other night,"
"Richard," he extended his hand and Hollie shook it, "nice to meet you,"
"You too," Hollie nodded, "this is Nick," she introduced, "and we are going inside, see you around," she said, taking Nick's hand and pulling him towards the house.
She noticed someone walking down Tony's stoop which made her eyes widen slightly, "you're back?" She questioned passively.
"Not happy to see me, Hollie?" Steve quipped.
"Not at all," Hollie her head as she pushed the front door open.
A/N
Sorry I haven't updated in a while. This chapter is kind of short and not much happened 🤷♀️ the episode was quite boring tbh but enjoy it anyway.
Also, Jimmy/Steve is back.
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