A/N
Loosely based on canon, takes place 30 years after the events of 5.08.
It is 30 years later so they will be somewhat OOC.
Bo and Lauren have been divorced for 5 years. (the reason will be revealed later-don't worry it had nothing to do with Dyson or cheating)
Lauren used her magic science to increase her lifespan-her reasons will be revealed later. She's not Fae just a human that ages slower.
They have 2 children, Charlotte and Ethan (twins/Fae)
Trying to keep it light on angst and plot, not fluff just not as complicated as my other fic.
Chapter One.
"Charlotte everything is going to be just fine, you'll see," Ethan said, grabbing his sister's hand to try and calm her.
She groaned, "Says you."
"What are you so worried about?"
"Um, isn't it obvious? Our parents together in one place for a whole week! It'll be a disaster, I know it."
Ethan chuckled at his sister; she could be a drama queen sometimes.
"Don't laugh!" she was getting angry knowing her brother wasn't taking this seriously.
"I'm sorry, Char. What do you think they'll do?"
She gave him one of her trademark death glares, "You never know what those two."
He laughed again. He couldn't help it his sister was ridiculous, he wasn't sure when it happened, but she was letting the stress of planning her wedding drive her crazy, to the point of overreacting to everything.
"Oh, I like these! What do you think about these?" she pulled down a pair of shoes.
"Don't you have some friends you could be doing this shopping with?"
"I need an honest opinion." She slipped the shoes on and looked into the mirror, "And you're always honest even if it hurts my feelings."
"True." He looked at the shoes and wrinkled his nose, "Those are hideous by the way."
"Really? I thought they were cute." She pouted and put the shoes back. "You're in charge of our moms by the way. They are your responsibility; I'm trusting you to make sure they don't-"
"Kill each other?"
"Or worse." She pulled down another pair, "These?"
He shook his head. "I don't think they've even seen each other in…gosh three years or something."
"That's what I'm worried about. All those years of pent-up anger or…lust…gross, waiting to explode. Anything can happen when those two are in a room together."
"Oh my gods, Charlotte they're grown women, I think they can get through your wedding without killing each other or fornicating like bunnies."
She gave him a frustrated look. "Don't be so sure."
XXXXX
Cayman Islands, 6 days before the wedding, private hotel resort.
"Where the hell is she?"
"She'll be here soon. You know she likes to make an entrance."
Charlotte glared at her brother, something he was getting a lot of these days. "This isn't about her. I hope she realizes that this is my day! No, my week. Geez, not everything is about Bo Dennis!"
Ethan bit the inside of his cheek to bite back his comments, the stress of the wedding was getting to her, and his patience was starting to wear thin.
They heard the conversation around them increase and sure enough, Bo had just walked into the room, followed by a tall, beautiful redhead.
"Finally," Charlotte muttered. "She always gets the room's attention."
Bo walked up to the pair.
"Mom." Ethan greeted Bo first and hugged her.
"Hey, baby." She said to Ethan in a sweet voice.
Bo smiled and turned to Charlotte. "Hey, pumpkin." She pulled Charlotte into a tight hug. "Congratulations."
"Really, ma? With the pet names?" Charlotte huffed.
"It's my right as your mother."
"This is so fucking sweet. I might puke from sugar poisoning." The red-haired woman, who walked in with Bo, said.
Ethan and Charlotte stared at the woman, confused.
"Oh, right. My loves this is Jasmine."
"Is she your girlfriend?" Ethan and Charlotte asked in unison.
Bo laughed.
"More like friends with benefits," Jasmine said winking at the pair.
"Um…Ok then." Ethan said.
"Wonderful!" Charlotte said excitedly. "I'm so happy you're here!" She pulled Jasmine into a hug, smiling wide.
Bo and Ethan watched the interaction, bewildered. They wore the same expression. Ethan really was the male version of Bo, looks, mannerism everything about him was Bo, except he followed in Lauren's footsteps and became a doctor.
"Wow, what a greeting," Jasmine said, smoothing out her dress. "I think I'm going to go check out our room. Give you all time to catch up."
She pulled Bo into a kiss, not a peck, a full kiss, tongues and all.
Ethan looked away, rolling his eyes. Charlotte stood grinning ear to ear.
"She seems nice," Charlotte said after Jasmine walked away.
"Uh, huh. I wonder why you're so happy she's here?" He whispered to his sister.
"What does that mean?" she feigned innocence, "I just want my mom to be happy and Jasmine seems-"
"Nice. Right. That's all it is, right." He shook his head.
XXXX
"Let me help you with that, Doc," Dyson said, grabbing Lauren's bag from the ground, offering her a charming smile.
She grinned back at him, her eyes wide, "Dyson." She pulled him into a hug. "It's been too long. How long has it been?"
"Oh, I don't know three years. Not since my wedding." They pulled apart. "Guess, we only get to see you when someone gets married now." He teased.
"Yeah, sorry, I've been busy. How is your wife?"
"She's great, really great. Married life suits me."
Lauren scoffed, "Hey it only took you like a hundred years to finally do it."
He chuckled, "So busy, huh? Are you sure you're not avoiding a certain succubus?"
"Of course not."
He grabbed all her bags and started toward the hotel.
"Dyson I can carry my own bags."
"You know me, Doc, I'm a gentleman." He winked at her. "It's the least I can do for my old friend and favorite doctor."
Lauren decided to let him carry her bags without complaining.
"Are you ready for this?" he asked.
"What?"
"Bo, you, together for a whole week. Should be interesting."
"You know Charlotte keeps sending me those same questions. Why is that everyone thinks I can't spend a week with her?"
He turned over his shoulder and gave her a knowing look.
"Yeah, ok." She said rolling her eyes. "But I think I can manage going a whole week without falling back into Bo Dennis' bed."
"We'll see, Doc, we'll see."
XXXX
Bo stood between her children and watched as they bickered back and forth. She was pretty sure that everyone in the resort could hear them. Charlotte's internal filter, if she even had one, seemed to be turned off at the moment.
"This wedding planner is dreadful! I should fire her."
"Isn't she like your third wedding planner? I think she's doing a great job."
"Seriously, Ethan? She's a nightmare."
"Yes, she's the nightmare."
"Hey, I just want everything to be perfect."
"It will be." Bo offered; she was too busy watching the room to get too involved in their argument.
Charlotte sighed, "I'm only getting married once, I deserve the wedding I want."
Ethan laughed, "I dunno about the once part."
Charlotte narrowed her eyes, "What does that mean?"
"I'm just saying, the way you're acting lately…"
XXXX
Bo slipped away from Charlotte and Ethan's argument; she headed across the room to mingle with the other wedding guests. Many people she knew, many she didn't. Immediately, she walked through a barrage of compliments.
"Can't believe you're the mother of the bride!"
"You look amazing in that dress!"
"Wow! You look fantastic."
Bo nodded politely and made her way to the bar, untangling herself from a very forceful, drunk older Fae.
"You always did know how to work a room." Came a very familiar voice from behind.
Bo turned to look, Dr. Lauren Lewis, stood smiling. Even after all these years, her smile never failed to make Bo's pulse quicken.
"Lauren."
"Bo."
They stood looking at each other without speaking for a long moment.
XXXX
Charlotte eyed her parents from across the room. "Oh no."
"What?" Ethan asked following his sister's gaze.
"Look at them." She threw up her hands in dismay, almost spilling her drink, "It always starts with the staring. They look like they're undressing each other with their eyes! Geez!"
"You're hopeless. At least they're not arguing."
"I thought you were going to watch them?"
"They're not going to go a week without speaking. Relax. They're just saying hello."
Charlotte opened her mouth to protest, but Ethan walked away quickly, he was done dealing with his sister, for now.
XXXX
"You look very beautiful, tonight Bo." Lauren's eyes studied Bo up and down in one brief glance, lingering for a half second on her breasts.
Bo bit her bottom lip to keep from laughing. Lauren was never shy about ogling her in public, and some things never change. "You clean up nicely yourself."
Lauren ordered a glass of wine and took a seat next to Bo. "So, what have you been up to these past three years?"
"Oh, you know me, same old same old."
Lauren nodded. "Still taking cases? And running the Dal?"
"Yes. Are you still living in New York?"
"I am." She paused. "You never call me."
"You never call me," Bo replied.
"Hm. Well, I suppose…" Lauren started.
"Bo! There you are." Jasmine came rushing up to the pair. "Our room is so tiny! I thought you said your ex was loaded or something?"
Bo rolled her eyes, "Lauren this is Jasmine, my…"she paused, "Jasmine this is Lauren."
"Nice to meet you." Lauren offered her hand, which Jasmine accepted, "I can offer you a larger room if you like, I was not in charge of the room assignments, my assistant Gus…"
"The room's fine, Lauren," Bo said flatly.
"Oh, so this is the ex-wife?" Jasmine turned to Bo turning her back to Lauren, "Yum." She turned back to Lauren. "The room will do I guess." She said, exaggeratedly sweet.
"Are you sure? It's no trouble." Lauren asked.
"Mom!" Both Bo and Lauren looked to find Charlotte shouting from across the room, gesturing for Lauren to come over.
"The bride beckons." She offered Bo and Jasmine a bright smile. "Nice meeting you Jasmine. And Bo it was great to see you."
She walked off with her wine glass, and Bo watched her go.
Jasmine leaned on her elbow and watched Lauren go, as well. "Wow. I get it now."
"Get what?" Bo asked, still looking at Lauren.
"I can see why you're still hung up on her."
Bo turned to looked at her, "What? I'm not…"
Jasmine put her hands up, "Ok. Whatever you say. So I guess you won't mind if I-"
"You can't sleep with Lauren. She's off limits, don't even try it." Bo said, firmly.
Jasmine exhaled loudly, "Fine. Killjoy."
She flipped her hair and walked away, but Bo didn't watch her go.
XXXX
"We need to fire the wedding planner, mother." Charlotte pointed across the room, in the direction of the bar, "Look at that flower arrangement. That's not what I wanted at all! It's all wrong."
"It looks beautiful, really you need to calm down and enjoy this time. You'll end up missing all the special little moments while you're off worrying about the décor. That's not what you'll remember in 5 years."
"I don't need a reprimand. I need perfection."
Lauren took a long sip of her drink, "You'll learn, one day, your life's greatest memories will come from the messy times, from the imperfections."
Charlotte rolled her eyes, "Did you meet mom's girlfriend, Jasmine?"
Lauren snorted, "Yes."
"What'd you think of her? She's very pretty."
"That's Bo. She always surrounds herself with beautiful people."
"She seems really nice, don't you think?"
"I don't know her."
"Yea, but-"
Lauren interrupted Charlotte with a laugh, "Oh wow, this takes me back."
"What?"
"It's been years since someone has tried to taunt me about one of Bo's lovers. Charlotte, I'm not jealous, I'm not here for Bo. I'm here for you and your wedding."
Charlotte stared at Lauren for a long moment.
"We're also not firing the wedding planner, relax, and make it work. Unless, of course, you'd like to pay for all this." She moved her hands back and forth widely, gesturing to the large room.
"Fine," Charlotte muttered under her breath. "We won't fire her."
Charlotte looked back at the bar and caught Bo staring at Lauren from across the room. And so it begins, she thought bitterly. Looking back and forth between her parents.
XXXX
Lauren saw Bo sitting alone under the stars and walked up to her.
"Hey you."
"Oh, hey."
"Great night, huh?"
"Beautiful. You really went all out for this wedding you know."
"Too much?"
Bo tapped her fingers on the table. "You should have let me pay for some of it."
Lauren shook her head. "I have more than enough money."
"Still, I'm her mother too."
"I don't want to fight about money." Lauren let out a long drawn out sigh.
"I'm not arguing. I'm just talking."
Silence.
"You are seeing any one?" Bo asked.
"No. I haven't the time."
Bo laughed. "Ha, some things never change."
"What?"
"Lauren, you're a workaholic you know that."
"I'm trying to build a future for me and my children."
Bo groaned and put her head down on the table. "Ah. Five minutes and we're already fighting about money and work."
"I'm not fighting, just talking."
They grinned wide at each other.
"Why don't you sit down?"
"Thanks. But I should really get back to Charlotte. She might fire everyone if I'm not there to stop her."
Lauren started to leave. Bo grabbed her pulled her into a kiss.
They broke apart. "What was that for?" Lauren asked, somewhat out of breath from shock.
"You were my wife for 20 years, I'm just saying hello." Bo said smirking.
"I'm not sleeping with you, Bo."
"I didn't say you were," Bo replied through a laugh.
"I know that look." Lauren crossed her arms.
Bo shrugged and arched her eyebrow.
"Well, right, Charlotte is waiting…" Lauren trailed off.
Bo nodded and Lauren walked away.