Bo Dennis walked into her girlfriend's apartment after a long day at the Dal, talking to Trick and Dyson, and back to her case. She was worn out, tired, but when she put her keys in the small bowl next to the door, she was instantly aware she wouldn't get much sleep that night.

Her girlfriend, Lauren Lewis, was on her hands and knees behind the couch and as Bo came into the door, she whispered furiously.

"Get down, get down!"

Bo, who had no idea what was happening, was caught off guard as the doctor slid over to her and pulled her hand, making her lose her balance and landed butt first onto the floor.

"Ow-ah," Bo said agitatedly, as she tried to get back up to no avail.

"Stay down, it's the game!" Bo looked into her girlfriend's eyes and saw her pupils were dilated. Looking over to the research area, she saw a strange fumigation device and a respirator.

Oh, crap.

"Doctor, I think you've been in the apartment too long, lets go outside, okay?"

"The rules of the games are as followed," Lauren said, completely ignoring Bo. "Rule number one: You can't speak in more than a whisper. Rule number two: If you break rule number one you have to say a function of the pubococcygeus and other muscles. Rule number three: Have as much fun as possible or you'll have to pay the price."

"And what's the price, now?"

"I don't know, I haven't gotten that far." Lauren giggled to herself and catapulted over the couch, landing on the cushions. Bo got up immediately when Lauren started to shout, "Queen of the Lab has spoken! You must all bow down and obey the Queen!" Lauren laughed evilly, literally putting up her hands to her sides in a claw-like fashion, as she raised her head and laughed up at the ceiling.

"Oh yes, my queen," Bo played along, bowing down in mock submission. "You are the most gracious."

"And?"

"The most beautiful."

"And?"

"The smartest woman I have ever met."

"I ask you, humble servant, to fetch me my snuggle socks."

"W-what now?"

Lauren eyed the brunette and the woman could do nothing but stare back in confusion. She had never heard Lauren say anything about snuggle socks in her life.

"Erm, yes, my queen! As you wish." Bo ran up the stairs immediately, pulled out a random pair of socks, and ran back down. "As you commanded!"

Lauren smiled widely as Bo offered the socks to her. "Now you must-" Lauren was cut off as the woman lost her footing in the cushions. She would have gone down hard, if not for Bo catching her at the last minute.

"Okay there, queen. I think that's enough role playing."

"Mmm I like it when we role play," Lauren said blearily.

"I do too, babe." Bo carried Lauren to her bed and laid her down gingerly. Looking at her, high and in so little control over her actions, Bo couldn't help but smile. She liked this Lauren, the Queen of the Lab. She liked her a lot.

She would have to poke holes in the respirator next time so when Lauren did it again, she would get like this. Bo knew that wouldn't be possible, she wanted Lauren to be safe and the blonde had gotten lucky whatever she was working on wasn't toxic. But Bo still thought it would be fun.

Snuggling up with Lauren, Bo held her tightly as the blonde worked off the chemical effect on her brain.

Next time, Bo thought. Next time.