A/N: I refuse to recognize this Karen. Somebody probably just made typos. K is next to L and U is pretty hard to reach. It's all a typo.

Seriously, though, where was my Doccubus in this last episode? Where is my closure, huh? WHERE!? Maybe it's suffering in the darkest pits of the underworld where the ashes of that effing red wig should be buried and forgotten.

Anyway, this how I'd bridge the 3x11 and 3x12.

"Lauren," Bo mumbled as she stared at her phone. Her girlfriend hadn't picked up her cellphone. After the whole missed 27 text messages incident which they had a long talk about, and considering Lauren's job, it was unusual that Lauren wouldn't immediately answer her phone. The doctor usually answered on the first ring.

"Kenzi, there's something wrong," Bo called out to her best friend, "Lauren is not answering her phone."

"Bo, sweetie, you guys are on this relationship limbo called a 'break'? The girl is probably just having her 'space' thing. Give her a chance to miss you, overtly-attached girlfriend," Kenzi said. "I know I told you to seek closure but it doesn't have to be now now."

She followed Bo as the succubus ran up to her room and changed into her battle outfit of black and leather.

"There's something wrong," Bo said, "I feel it in my gut." She stood up straight pulling on a jacket and grabbing her thigh knife holster.

"Whoa, whoa, hold your horses," Kenzi said, she stood up to stop Bo from rushing out the door.

"Kenzi, I just know, okay? I felt like this when I knew that you weren't you," Bo said anxiously. "I have to go see her."

Kenzi felt waves of guilt when she saw how bothered Bo was and how affected Bo was about her own disappearance when the Kitsune copied her appearance. "Wait," she said again and grabbed Geraldine, "I'll come with you."

"Lauren?" Bo called outside of the loft as she called Lauren's phone for the hundredth time. Still no answer.

"It's… locked," she said in shock as she tried the door. She was already surprised that the door was closed to begin with. Lauren's door was always open.

"You got plastic?" Kenzi asked. At Bo's negative shake of the head, she pulled out her own set of stolen credit cards and inserted one between the gap of the door. After a few seconds, the door popped open without further protest.

"Lauren?" Bo called out to the empty loft. She was troubled that the lights were off and that nobody appeared to be home. She dialed Lauren's number again.

"Bo," Kenzi said, holding up the doctor's vibrating phone, "It was on the table." And, in blatant breech of privacy, Kenzi looked at the call logs. "Dude, who is this 'Isaac Taft' guy? That is a lot of missed calls from two people and the other person is you."

"Lauren hasn't mentioned anything," Bo shrugged, clearly clueless. At Kenzi's accusing, raised eyebrows look, she responded defensively, "Lauren's not like that." She said it with conviction.

Of course, inwardly, she kind of realized that she missed so much of Lauren's stuff by being preoccupied by her own stuff. Swallowing that large bitter lump of guilt was difficult and she almost choked.

"We have to find her," Bo said desperately, looking around the empty home for any clues.

"Try the Dal? Maybe she went there and we just missed her. The last call she received was just a few minutes ago," Kenzi said, keeping a cool head.

Bo nodded and called her grandfather. While he was glad to hear from her, he regretfully informed her that he had not seen nor spoken to Lauren in a couple of days.

"Well, there's only one other person we can ask," Kenzi said, her lips set in a grim line.

"Is everything alright?" Dr. Taft asked when he saw Lauren tense.

"I'm probably just being paranoid, I thought I left the sink running," Lauren said, "It's fine. I checked over everything before we left." Isaac bought her excuse, nodding enthusiastically, not even offering to turn the car around to soothe Lauren's paranoia.

But, in truth, Lauren saw Bo's street just before the limo turned the corner and her breath got caught in her throat. Lauren wanted to tell the driver to stop the car. She wanted to run back. Wanted to run into Bo's arms. Wanted to kiss Bo with her being. Wanted to say, "See you soon," and mean it and could actually promise and fulfill it.

She wanted Bo.

But she also needed to do this.

She swallowed the bile that threatened to rise up her throat and flashed Dr. Taft a brilliant smile, feeling her heart sink and her fists clench.

"What do you mean, 'No,' Hale?" Bo demanded irately. "Lauren is missing!" Bo couldn't understand why no one was taking Lauren's disappearance seriously and it was beginning to piss her off.

"Bo, she did ask me for some time off. You know how she gets when she's doing some research and she told me she was doing a personal project. I just saw her a few hours ago and I will see her again come Monday morning for our meeting," Hale said reasonably from his desk. "I am sure you will see her in the time between now and then."

Kenzi stood silently, lips pursed as she watched Bo pace and Hale try to calm her.

"I am telling you, Hale, something feels very off," Bo said, "I just need you to help—"

"Bo, I would appreciate it if you didn't request that I use my resources to help you with your relationship issues," Hale said in a calm manner as he threaded his fingers together and sat up diplomatically.

"What?" Bo snarled, "Hale, I –"

Hearing enough, Kenzi decided to intervene. "Bo, it's clear that we won't get any help here, let's go," she said, placing a hand on Bo's arm to calm her. "Don't worry, we'll find her," Kenzi soothed as she practically dragged Bo to the door.

"Alright, alright!" Bo said angrily, marching out the door before Kenzi.

"Kenzi," Hale called after the petite girl. She turned around to stare at him with a bored glare, "Can I speak to you for a moment?"

She stared at him through narrowed eyes and shook her head disgustedly.

"Blow on this, Siren," Kenzi said as she flipped him the bird. She then strutted out the door in her knee-high high-heeled boots like a rockstar.

"I hacked into the surveillance videos from the security camera right in front of Lauren's place," Kenzi said as she clicked around her computer, small dexterous fingers typing out codes quickly, "and cross-referenced the time she last answered her phone to see what time she left." Bo peered over her shoulder as the video played on the screen.

They both watched as a man in a dark jacket got out of limo and stood in front of Lauren's place for long minutes before he entered the building. When he came out, he had a suitcase with him. A few minutes after that, Lauren came out of the building.

"Wait, Kenzi, pause and zoom in," Bo said, squinting at the screen, unable to believe her eyes.

"Oh, shit, Batman! She's not wearing her necklace," Kenzi said, flabbergasted.

And when they watched the rest of the clip, they were surprised that Lauren seemed to ride and leave in the limo willingly.

"Bo," Kenzi said slowly. "You do know how this looks, right?"

Bo swallowed. "I know." She closed her eyes and breathed in deeply to find her center. She opened her eyes, "But I know Lauren." Kenzi didn't reply but patted her arm in comfort.

The succubus exhaled slowly, trying to calm that nagging part of her, "Let's just wait till she comes back on Monday. I'll talk to her then and, hopefully, continue the wonderful journey of Bo and Lauren and live happily ever after." She tried to give Kenzi a confident smile that looked more like a grimace.

"Hug?" Kenzi offered quietly, opening her arms for her BFF.

"Please," Bo said, hugging Kenzi tightly.

The weekend dragged on in an excruciatingly slow pace for the succubus and by Monday morning, Hale was knocking at their doorstep.

A/N: I find myself having a beginning and an end for this story and I'm trying to figure out how to write the middle. It's like having two pieces of bread and then trying to scour the cupboards for peanut butter. But I shall try to update quickly. I think.

See you soon. :)