Title: A Flip of the Coin

Author: hbomba

Summary: Bo and Lauren come into contact with a Fae that turns their lives on their heads and they must live with the consequences until they can find him to set things right again.

A/N: Written for ClubDoccubus winning bidder jorjafoxluvr.


"The world is so unpredictable. Things happen suddenly, unexpectedly. We want to feel we are in control of our own existence. In some ways we are, in some ways we're not. We are ruled by the forces of chance and coincidence." - Paul Auster


The bells hanging from the diner door knocked against the glass as it opened, Bo and Lauren slipped out of the small restaurant in the city's industrial area. The sun was blindingly bright as they walked along the sidewalk. Bo stopped abruptly, staring at her palm.

"What is it?" Lauren asked, ever the alarmist.

"She slipped me Monopoly money in my change." Bo held up a silver coin about the size of a quarter.

"You want to go back?"

"Naw," Bo said. "It's just a quarter." She flipped the coin into the air and watched as bolts of electricity surrounded her hand when she caught it. And while Bo was boggling at this sight, Lauren's eyes flashed blue, before her gaze returned to Lauren. "Fancy a frosty beverage?" Bo asked as she flipped the coin again, only to fumble it and look on helplessly as the coin skittered into a nearby storm drain. Bo shrugged, she had no use for play money anyways.

"The Dal?" Lauren asked, having missed Bo's uncharacteristic lack of coordination because she was distracted by a passing brunette. "I'm so hungry," she said, holding her stomach.

"But you just ate. Are you sure you don't have a tapeworm?"

Lauren made a face. "I hardly think that's possible." Her eyes drifted to Bo's cleavage, intermittently covered by her flagging leather jacket.

Bo laughed, noticing her obvious stare. "What's gotten into you?"

"I'm not sure," Lauren shook the haze of arousal from her head. "Let's get that drink."


Sitting atop barstools, Bo and Lauren had the best vantage point in the pub. Lauren's hungry gaze chased a brunette from the pool table to the bar and back again. Bo on the other hand was fast becoming distracted with her own thoughts and with the machinations of academia, she was beginning to understand things that had once been outside her grasp.

Trick ambled over to the women. "To what do I owe this pleasure?"

"I'm not sure," Bo said as she looked up to find Lauren dancing with the brunette. "Something is not right."

"Care to pin it down just a bit more for your old Grandfather?" Bo pointed to Lauren kissing the other woman. "That is unusual." Bo turned around, not really wanting to watch the spectacle but not knowing how to stop it. "Where have you been today?"

"We woke up late, went to Stevie's greasy spoon to chase away our hangovers and came here."

"What did you eat?"

"Burgers and shakes."

"Were there any suspicious waiters?" Trick pressed.

Bo laughed at that. "They were sixteen year old girls carrying burgers and shakes. Nowhere to hide a gun in those uniforms either."

"How about a coin?"

Bo looked at Trick. "In the change. I found this funky coin-"

"Did you flip it?" He asked.

"Of course."

"Bo, you must never flip a coin whose origins you do not know," he chided.

Bo rolled her eyes. "Next time you're rooting around in your great Fae library, would you mind digging out that rule book for me?"

Trick dropped a leather bound book on the bar and began flipping through it. "Far darrig."

Bo looked up for Lauren but she was gone. "Hold that thought," she said making a beeline for the barrel room.

The door creaked as it opened slowly. Nothing could have prepared Bo for the next sight her eyes took in. Dr. Lauren Lewis pressing a buxom beauty against the barrels in the corner, her kiss had turned deadly as the new Succubus was draining the girl.

Bo rushed to her side. "Lauren, you have to stop." Bo tried to pull them apart but Lauren was so strong. "You don't want to kill her, Lauren. You don't." Bo pulled her into a hug from behind and whispered into her ear. "Stop this now."

Lauren released the girl who crumpled to the floor. She stood over her unsure of what to do. "What have I done, Bo?"

"Get your medical bag. Quickly!" Bo pushed Lauren gently toward the door and she returned moments later with the medical bag.

She peered inside. "I don't know how to use any of this."

"Give it to me." Bo reached into the bag and withdrew a stethoscope and brought them to her ears. She listened to the girl's slow and easy breathing and her lazy heartbeat. "She's gonna be okay."

Lauren walked into the circle of Bo's embrace. She put her head on her shoulder. "What's going on, Bo?"

"I'm not quite sure myself but Trick seems to have an idea."

Bo went to lift the girl, something that used to come easily to her and found her dead weight to be too much for her.

"Let me," Lauren said, lifting her victim easily. She carried the girl to Trick's waiting room where she set her gingerly on a sofa before escaping back upstairs. Bo sat across from Trick and when Lauren returned she only had eyes for Bo.

"You were saying." Bo slid onto the stool beside Lauren, rubbing a hand across Lauren's back.

"Far darrig," he said again.

"Is that supposed to mean something?" Lauren asked.

"The Red Man. Originally from Ireland, often compared to a Leprechaun, Red Man is a practical joker with a sick sense of humor."

"So I'll just give him back his coin and we'll be square." Bo paused.

"He doesn't want the coin. He's not a Leprechaun. He wants to watch you bumble as a Human and Lauren wreak havoc as a Fae."

"How do we reverse it then?" Lauren asked.

Trick drummed his fingers on the bar top. "You must catch him."

She twirled her empty pint glass. "And then what?"

"He will grant you three wishes." Trick said.

Bo stood. "Easy peasy."


Bo kicked her feet up on the coffee table back at the clubhouse and tried to quiet her mind. Bo was not a thinker by any stretch of the imagination and experiencing what it must be like for Lauren on a daily basis was unnerving.

The stairs creaked and Bo turned her head. There, Lauren stood in a negligee, blonde hair windblown and eyes aglow with blue fire. Bo chuckled. "You have got to learn a little self control."

"Come to bed," Lauren implored.

"As much as that could be fun, I don't trust you not to drain my Human body." She watched Lauren move to the kitchen with a sigh. "Besides, we need to find this red leprechaun. And I don't know how much longer I can hold off the urge to open that sudoku book you left on the coffee table."

Lauren stood in front of the refrigerator. "I'm so hungry."

"You're not going to find what you want in there," Bo said.

"Do you feel like this all the time?" She looked at her own breasts momentarily and shut the refrigerator door, walking to the couch where Bo sat.

"Pretty much. Unless, you know..."

"I'll be good, I promise," she pouted.

Bo wrapped her fingers around Lauren's waist. "Now where's the fun in that?"

Lauren looked down at Bo who was focused on the creamy skin of her thighs. "Tell me again why you won't come to bed with me?"

Bo blinked. "I can't really remember." Lauren smiled. "Oh, that's right, I wanna live to see my next birthday."

The front door slammed and Kenzi rounded the corner, stopping dead in her tracks upon seeing Lauren in her lingerie. "Great. Who let Lauren into the brandy wine again?" She dropped her bag. "All I'm saying is you can save some of your sex games for days I'm not going to be here?" She peered into the refrigerator.

Lauren smirked, imbued with a new confidence. Her hips swayed as she approached Kenzi boldly. "Hi Kenzi."

Kenzi crunched on a pickle. "Hey Doc." She closed the refrigerator door and turned around, pulling a fashion magazine from under her arm. Sitting at the table she flipped to the last page she had been reading.

"Whatcha reading?" She asked flirtatiously.

Kenzi looked at the cover. "Vogue." Lauren perched on the stool beside Kenzi. "No offense, Doc, but you're kinda creeping me out in that outfit." Lauren sighed, her young Succubus powers failing to entice Kenzi one iota. "What's new with you Bo-Bo?" She flipped a page in the magazine.

"For starters? I'm human and Lauren is a Succubus."

Kenzi chuckled. "As if that were really the case." She peered over her copy of Vogue at Lauren who stared at her with blue eyes ablaze. "Shit!" She dropped the magazine and hopped off her stool. "Easy Doc." Lauren smiled predatorily. "Next time you take a trip to Bizarro world, how about you warn me," she said over her shoulder to Bo, not wanting to take her eyes off Lauren.

"Well, I asked you if you wanted to come to lunch," Bo defended.

"Lunch? What the hell did you eat to turn the Doc into a hungry, hungry Succubus?"

"It's kind of a long story."

"Ain't it always?"

"Touché."

"Well, what are you going to do about it? I mean, she looks dangerous." Lauren put a hand to her chest and feigned shock.

"We have to capture the red leprechaun to get three wishes which we can use to reverse the spell." Bo looked up from the sudoku book that had tempted her earlier.

"Does he live in at the end of a Skittles rainbow because, seriously, you should hear how cuckoo you sound. Are you doing math? For fun?"

Bo sighed. "Yeah."

Lauren slouched onto the stool next to Kenzi. "I'm so hungry."

"What did those body snatchers do to you two?"

"My Succubus for Lauren's brain."

Kenzi began to laugh. "Well, what are you doing hanging around here? We should be shaking the bushes trying to find this guy. Go arm yourself, and for God's sake, put some clothes on Lauren. We're gonna find this little red leprechaun and get you back to your old selves."

They spent hours looking for the Red Man to no avail before Kenzi declared the search over for the day and they retired to the clubhouse so as to minimize the destruction hungry, hungry Lauren would have perpetrated at the Dal.

Instead, Kenzi went to her room early, their binge drinking the night before still leaving her green around the gills which left Bo and Lauren to their own devices. The constant noise in Bo's brain, math equations, potential chemistry experiments, the names of every bone in the human body, it all began to slowly send Bo over the edge. Lauren on the other hand, paced like a caged puma, her hunger reaching its apex when she caught Bo taking a break from the radio static in her head to admire Lauren's form.

Bo sighed. Today was as good a day to die as any. "You wanna go upstairs?"

"I thought you'd never ask."