"What is going on in here?" I call out, stepping through the tall steel doors. Dyson has hold of a small brunette, baring his teeth at her.
"Doctor Lewis, sorry for disturbing you, but we've found someone claiming to not know who, or what she is." The dark skinned man announced, removing a grey fedora from his head, and bringing it flush against his chest.
"Get off of me you freak! Who the hell are you, people?!" the brunette speaks out, struggling against the wolf's grasp. "Silence bitch!" Dyson snarls.
"Alright, that's enough! Does the Ash know about this, Hale?" I ask, shifting my gaze to the siren.
"No mam. We were going to drop her off to be examined before informing the Ash."
Walking towards the brunette, the wolf still has his grasp on her. "I believe dropping her off would be a bit difficult, when she's being held in place." I respond, steel gazing Dyson with much disapproval. I don't know anything about this woman just yet, but I know enough common respect, that she doesn't deserve this treatment. Though, the shapeshifter has never been one for manners.
"Dyson, come on man. Let's go, I want to get this finished before happy hour is over!" Hale comments, placing a hand on the wolf's shoulder. Releasing a low growl, he reluctantly releases his hold, shoving past the brunette and myself. Always hot headed. "Thanks Doc," Hale replies, replacing his hat as they both disappear around the corner.
Turning my gaze to the brunette, "Are we going to be calm, or do I need to call the wolf back?" I ask, gesturing towards my office. She stares for a moment, before heading in. I can't help but run my eyes down the length of her body as she walks by.
"We can do this one of two ways," I start, gesturing towards the exam table, "We can sit down, and have a civil conversation in which you answer all of my questions honestly, or I can stick you with needles, and run a series of tests to get my answers. Either way, we will be finding out who you are."
"What kind of police station is this? What about my lawyer? My rights as a human?" she asks, throwing her hands in the air. She thinks she's human? Interesting. I think to myself. She is most definitely Fae, despite not caring for Dyson much, he does have a keen sense of smell when it comes to seeking out another Fae.
"You truly have no idea where you are, do you?"
She throws her hands up a second time, giving me a 'please enlighten me' look. I can't help the smile that spreads across my face, she is really adorable when she's frustrated.
"Ok, we're going to try this, but I really need you to be one hundred percent honest with me. Can you do that?"
"After being shoved into a god awful smelling van, and having a close encounter with a crazy bearded man, I think I could do that. You know, to save my life and all." She replies, dripping with sarcasm as she makes her way to the table, hopping onto it.
"Dyson can be a little much at times yes, but he was just doing his job. When you have to deal with all kinds of Fae day in and day out, it can put you on edge." I reply, grabbing my clipboard and pen.
"I'm sorry, deal with what?" she responds in a confused manner.
"Let's back up a bit, shall we? What's your name?"
"Bo, Bo Dennis. Now are you going to tell me what the F a Fae is?"
"Who were you raised by?" I ask, trying to dig a little deeper before dropping a bombshell on this poor woman.
"My parents? Well, adoptive parents. Why?"
"You were adopted? Have you ever met your real parents?"
"No, they wanted to stay anonymous. Trust me, I tried to find them, hired the best P.I. in the world. It's like they just vanished off the earth." I kind of feel bad for this girl. This is most definitely a new one for me, I have never met a Fae that hasn't been raised around the Far world. This might be harder than I originally thought.
"Have you ever had any unusual experiences growing up? Things that don't normally happen to a young woman?" I encourage, walking to the other side of the table. Taking note of her now fumbling hands. I don't see any visibly strange marks, no scars, or brandishing.
"Like what?" she replies, staring down.
"I'm honestly not sure how else to put this so, please be open minded when I ask." I stop just in front of her, raising her head to meet my gaze, "Has anything… supernatural happened to you? Any sensations that provoke you to act out?"
"You mean, other than wolf boy growing fangs right in front of me?"
"Yes, these actions would be somewhat similar to that, I mean you may have different powers of course. I have no idea what kind of Fae you are, and before you ask, or start to freak out, you need to know that Dyson and Hale wouldn't have brought you in here if they didn't think you were Fae. They like to keep their species secret from humans. You were raised by humans I assume, which explains why you have no idea what I am saying right now, which also explains your face at the moment." Snapping out of her daze, she straightens back up, "So, I'm not normal? I'm some kind of freak?"
"Far from normal, yes. Freak, no. I guess that would be in the eye of the beholder though, but the Fae are not freaks. Just more of a superhuman. Now I wou-,"
"What kind of Fae are you?" she interrupts, leaning on her arms behind her.
"Well, I would be the insatiably curious human doctor kind unfortunately. Very long story." I finish waving off her question. "Now, I would need to run tests to help my better figure you out. Would you be ok with that?" Immediately regretting giving her an out to this situation.
She steadily stares me down, clearly debating with herself before revealing a smirk, "Let's back up a bit, shall we? What is your name Doctor? And will these test take a while?"
"Lauren Lewis, and yes they quite possibly could take a while, do you have somewhere to be?" A few more moments go by before she responds. "Nope. I'm free, but while you are running your tests, you can tell me all about how a gorgeous human doctor came to work with such a secret community." She replies, placing a single hand on my forearm. A strange sensation begins to pulse through my body, starting where her hand was currently sitting. Forcing my knees to buckle a bit.
"Whoa, how are you doing that?" She gives me a confused look, "Doing what? Flirting with you? I thought you were in to that stuff, I-I'm so sorry." She replies, quickly removing her hand in the process.
"No, not that. You were pulsing some type of energy into my arm, just by your touch. It was, umm exhilarating to say the least." I comment, still under her spell. I have a very strong urge to kiss her right now. What is she? That was, wow…
"Hey, are you okay?" the brunette asks, waving her hand in front of my face. "If all it takes is one touch from my hand to get you so hot and bothered, then what would happen if I kissed you?"
Jumping off the exam table, she is now inches from my face. I can't seem to bring my legs to back away. The draw I felt earlier is still very present, though I believe this is purely attraction at this point. She really is a beautiful woman, dark chocolate eyes with a bit of twinkle, the way her mouth curves into a seductive smile. Slowly closing the distance, I pick up a hint of her floral essence, enriching my senses as the tension to take her lips in mine becomes unbearable.
Just then the steel doors to my room burst open, breaking our trance.
"Hey Doc, I know you are probably busy saving the Fae world and so on, so forth, but I got into a pretty bad brawl, and think I need a few sti-, oh! Sorry, I didn't realize you had another patient."
"It's fine Tamsin, we were just about to umm, finish up. This is Bo, Bo this is Tamsin, another detective of the Fae community, but a lot nicer than the wolf." I state, glancing back at Bo who has a look of sadness in her eyes. "Bo? Are you okay?" I ask, placing a hand on her arm.
"What? Oh, yeah. Sorry, became a bit dazed there for a moment. Tamsin? It's very nice to meet you, though I can't say that much for your buddy Dyson. He always a bit of a prick?"
Tamsin releases a small laugh, "Yeah, he has a bit of a temper. Makes him one hell of a detective though. It's nice to meet you too, I'll uhh, wait outside?" she finishes raising her cut up hand, reminding me that she needs my help.
"Of course, I'll be right there." Turning back to Bo, she has this gentle smile across her face. Fae by gene, Human by nature. "We'll pick this up another time? I would love to help you figure out who you really are, if you want to of course."
"If it means I get to spend time with you, then I am all for it Doc. Are you free Friday night?"
"Night?"
"Yeah, I was thinking we could go for a few drinks, get to know each other better." She finishes, placing her hand on my arm again, same sensation as before, only I am able to fight against it this time. "I think we should keep it in the lab for a while, keep it professional, yeah?"
That frown is back, "Sure Lauren, I'll stop by tomorrow?" I nod in response, opening the door for her. "Tomorrow then, Doc." She responds, purposely brushing against me, making her leave. I'm honestly excited and scared at the same time to find out what kind of Fae she is. I think releasing a long sigh, before Tamsin steps in front of me, grinning from ear to ear.