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Summary: Beginning in the setting of Bo and Lauren's troubled relationship and continues where the season finale leaves off. Bo and friends come face to face with the impending Wanderer. Lauren faces some tough decisions.

Chapter 1

Bo

Watching Tamsin as she exited Lauren's home, Bo sighed, tired and a little annoyed. She knew the awards banquet meant a lot to Lauren, so she kind of royally screwed up.

"Some great girlfriend I am."

She placed the champagne bottle down and closed the door after Tamsin. After the bickering phone call with Lauren- while seemingly intoxicated. She had no idea what had come over her, but as she immediately sobered up, she instantly remembered and gone over what had happened and dreaded having to fix it.

"I know! I'll just make it up to her somehow. I'll get her a new telescope, No-", she shook her head of the cobwebs, "I mean microscope. Ugh. I'm so screwed."

Lauren

She wasn't sure why she was at a bar with Dr. Taft, but it was better than sulking at home waiting for her absent -plus one. It wasn't only that Bo didn't make her awards ceremony, but rather that she wasn't sure she was being honest about the reasons. While on the phone she heard voices that did not sound familiar. The dawning was a tense time and she knew that she should be understanding of Bo's delicate position, but did that have to include her being dismissive of sharing all about it? Sure, she was human and Bo was Fae, but wouldn't you want to share everything with someone you'd like to spend the rest of your life with? Maybe that was the problem. There was no question she wanted Bo in her life. The question was if she was asking too much of Bo, she couldn't possibly know. She looked on as Taft discussed his many plans. She was glad she didn't have to speak because right now, all she wanted to do was pretend she wasn't hurt.

Kenzi

Kenzi closed the refrigerator door and placed the ice cream onto her best friend's lap. This was the second time that Lauren had Bo bummed out. The first time she was ready to tighten up her stiletto bootstraps and kick down that geeky doctor's door. This time however, she had grown to tolerate the co-human doctor. At first she was a bit jealous of the time and attention Bo was spending on Lauren, but being around her she realized she wasn't so bad.

"Bobo, I hate to be a downer, but can you blame her? You are a succubus, an insatiable one at that. Not to mention she's human. If I was her, I'd be major insecure. Besides weren't you just bragging about kissing Tamsin just the other day? Not to mention, succu-facing all the people you care about to bring back an ex? Are you really ready for commitment to her? If you ask me, it was a blessing in disguise."

"Harsh Kenz.. I do love her. It's just you know, between the dawning and the lack of adventure time lately. I just...made mistakes. As for bringing back Dyson, I would have done that for any one of you, you all are important to me, I knew how much I was taking. There wasn't a danger." Bo responded.

"Yes, but did she know that? I know I didn't know whether you'd gone all exorcist on us."

Bo paused as if clued into her possible faux paux.

"Maybe you are right, Now's probably not the time for me to settle down. I'm feeling as if I am someone brand new after the dawning. Maybe I need to figure who I am before I am all in. Can't afford to screw it up a second time."

"That's the spirit! Oh busty one..If you are meant to be together, I'm sure it'll work itself out somehow."

Bo picked up her spoon, lifted the lid off and handed Kenzi a spoon. They both scooped out some ice cream and clinked together the spoon in a mock toast.

"To BFF's!" Bo toasted.

"To BBFF's!"

"BBFF's?"

"Oh Succubus, don't you know me by now?" pausing for a moment, she then said with emphasis, "Busty best friend forever!"

"I love you too Kenz." Bo said, embracing her and pulling her into a noogie.

Bo

As the massing swirl of smoke and dust settled about her, she choked and coughed. She started to panic at the idea of being murdered before she even found out who this wanderer person was. Everyone seemed to be afraid of him, and to be honest when the Dahl began to quake and rumble, she herself was starting to see why. This was not the time to be afraid. This guy was lurking in the background for sometime now. A looming figure in her future. Taft was probably taken care of by Dyson, and now she had to be sidetracked from tying up loose ends to deal with this so called 'Wanderer'. Sometimes she had the worst luck. Her mother was back in the scientist's compound injured, Kenzi was probably being harassed by dark fae, Tamsin was gathering Dyson, and Lauren...she didn't even know what to do about Lauren. Things were all a mess.

"Alright wanderer, do your worst!" she thought to herself.

Compared to the emotional turmoil of putting pieces back together, the wanderer seemed to be a easy enough distraction. Just as she felt her breath was fully sucked out of her, glittery illusions tickled across the dark of her impending doom. She felt weightless, perhaps she was floating, transporting, who knew. Before she knew it, she was lowered onto the floor and found herself on her knees. She opened up her eyes to look at her surroundings in one last attempt at survival and found herself in a large hall. Just as she breathed in, her ears rang, but she could hear a voice in the background.

"Isabeau." was what the voice seemed to call out.

Lauren

She couldn't believe what she had just accomplished on the makeshift operating table. It was a scientific breakthrough that always had been a moral dilemma. She hated Dr Taft for his deception and she hoped that Dyson was able to teach him a lesson. In a way, she had given Taft what he wanted, just not to the extent he had hoped. Loathing the weakness and jealousy that emerged from her insecurities, she had put on that show in Taft's office and most likely broke Bo's heart once again, but it had to be done. All her skeletons were coming out of the proverbial closet and she wasn't in control of any of it. She also knew what she was doing now had to be done. Finalizing the last of her explosive concoction, she placed it safely into its container and prepared the means to set it off. The last decision she had to make was whether or not to be in the explosion.

To be continued in Chapter 2