Bo knew she shouldn't be here. She should get out, now, before any one actually recognized her.
The succubus glanced around the club, searching if any eyes were on her, and turned just as she saw a pale man coming towards her. The man looked no older than her, with black hair and black clothes. She glanced up with a smile as he sat beside her at the bar.
"What's the unaligned succubus doing in a nasty place like this? You could get hurt," the man said, fiddling with a coin through his fingers.
"Mmm who says I can't handle myself in a… nasty place like this?" she replied, a smile playing on her lips as she took another drink.
What was she doing?
Why was she even here?
Trick's words played over in her mind as she tried to ignore the man sitting next to her.
"No," Trick had stated so harshly he almost broke the glass he was cleaning. "You are forbidden to go there, do you understand!"
"I don't take orders from you. I need somewhere else than," Bo motioned around her at the Dal, "this place."
Trick's eyes had softened and he said, "Look, I know you're trying to avoid Lauren right now after… well the Kitsune incident, but going into neutral territory that employs the dark, it's not wise. It may say neutral on the outside but it's really a dark fiesta on the inside, and if they see you, they won't think twice about trying to kill you. It's too dangerous, Bo."
"I can handle myself, now give me the address."
And here Bo was. Sitting in a dark fae bar that was praised for being neutral, having a drink with a man who was probably a vampire sitting next to her. It had been two weeks since Bo had been imprisoned in the Dal, locked up like an animal, and Lauren treating her like a monster. She wanted to hurt her, not physically, but in a way that only Lauren would feel. She needed to screw someone else. Just like Kenzi loved to say, the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else, and Bo really wanted to try that out. Not that it worked for her when she had done it to Dyson a two years ago, but Bo didn't dwell on it. She didn't want to have sex with another person, she wanted Lauren, but Bo couldn't go back and act like nothing was wrong. Not yet.
The vampire sitting next to her shifted in his seat, still flipping around his coin, and stared at Bo. "You smell good, let's get out of here." Bo looked up at him, really looked at him, and decided what the hell. If she really needed to, she could knock him out without doing anything in the end. She smiled innocently enough, and turned with him following behind her.
Before they got two steps the atmosphere in the room changed, and Bo felt a familiar presence. Saw the aura that burned brighter than any other person she's seen before. She cursed under her breath as Lauren, her Lauren, came into view. Her innocence floating off of her in waves of white as she stood staring into the crowd.
What the hell was she doing in a place like this?
Bo turned back towards the vampire and said harshly, "I changed my mind. Get lost big guy." The vampire's pupils slit, but he moved off silently after making a big show to bare his fangs in anger. Yep, ten points for Bo for figuring out the vampire before it was revealed to her.
Moving quickly through the crowd, Bo got to Lauren in less than a few seconds; pushing her into a corner, hissing in a breath as she squeezed her body into Lauren's, trying to hide her from view from the rest of the club's occupants. Lauren had made a surprised yelp before noticing it was Bo around her.
"What the hell do you think you're doing here, Lauren?"
"I-I came for you. Bo, this place is dangerous."
Bo looked into Lauren's eyes with confusion and shock. This woman, her Lauren, came all this way into dark fae territory just to try to get Bo out. And somehow, instead of making Bo swoon with want, anger boiled in her stomach.
"What makes you think I don't know that. That's why I came."
"Bo, please." Lauren's eyes found hers and she stared with soulful brown eyes. "Come home with me."
The plea was like a verbal slap in the face. Home, Lauren's home, their home. The place they had made love so many times, where Bo would trace 'I love you' on her lovers back, the place that she had longed to be for the past few weeks.
No, Bo had to tell herself, Lauren didn't believe me when I told her about Kenzi. When you love someone you're supposed to believe them. But, Bo argued with herself, she had just witnessed the dark side of me, who could blame her?
Lauren looked up at Bo and did something the succubus didn't expect. She brought her hands around the brunette's face, and brought their mouths together. Her eyes squeezed shut, to keep herself from crying, and Lauren savagely kissed Bo, trying to make her see that she needed her. That she was sorry for everything, not believing her, even though she had a right to. Lauren disengaged the kiss and looked up at Bo, pleading in her eyes.
"Please, Bo, come home," she said again. Her words hanging in the air like sweet balloons.
Bo needed this, she needed Lauren, and she took her hand and tried to lead her towards the door. Just as they reached the door, however, the air displaced to Bo's side and she had just enough time to move Lauren and herself out of the way before a dagger hit the area they were just standing. Looking up, Bo saw the vampire from earlier glaring at them with red eyes, his teeth bared.
Great, Bo thought, just freaking great.