Story Synopsis: Tamsin saw a different side of Lauren during the war, with their history together before anyone knew of them. A look into Lauren's family and life before the Fae and how a Valkyrie played an important part. Things are cloaked in secrecy, but not all things can remain a secret. (Some CopDoc, mostly Team Lauren!)

No copy write infringement intended. I do not own the characters of Lost Girl on Syfy and Showcase. The idea for the plot is from my imagination.

Note from the author: I started this story before season 4. We didn't know much about Lauren till now...


Blood

Blood and Battle
by
Rachel JW (aka CaliSky3)

The sun was blazing in the sky with no sign of relief without a cloud in sight; heat surrounded everything. The sound of a helicopter could be heard in the distance as helicopter blades picked up sand that was spilling into the enclosed trench tents erected for the good doctor and her team. Lauren had strips on her sleeve indicating a high ranked medical Chief in brown and green combat gear with a stethoscope hanging from her neck. Exhaustion wore on her face as her hair was in a tight braided bun.

Lauren looked uncertainly when a familiar commander ran in her direction from the landing helicopter.

"Chief, we have casualties."

Chief Doctor Lauren Lewis gloved up, "Type of wounds?" She asked. Lauren rarely wasted time, her job was medicine and she knew it well. She was young and brilliant.

The commander looked at Lauren defeated, knowing she would not like what was about to be said. "Ma'am one of the wounded is Sergeant Lewis."

Lauren's eyes became a dilated, "Details Commander!" She ran to the helicopter not worried about the proximity of the waving chopper blades as she approached. He followed close behind.

"A landmine ma'am!" He yelled over the heavy noise of the quickly rotating blades overhead.

"Fuck!" Lauren thought. Her heart was racing fast wishing it has been a clean gunshot wound, not a fatale, debris filled, landmine. "Please," Lauren whispered.

"I tried to stop him chief..." He said sheepish as Lauren and her team hauled Ethan Lewis' stretcher from the helicopter to a secure tent. "He, he ran to save a little girl walking in the field," Commander Hernandez said.

Lauren had a flash of her brother, crouched under a hill mound, barely being able to see past his big helmet, as he peeked over the dirt, to a girl about to be sacrificed. A little girl that had no worth to anyone besides to purposely set off landmines, so a rebel soldier would not be sacrificed.

"No!" Ethan thought. The hero inside him did not think, running from the dry trench that kept him and his soldiers safe. Ethan could hear the roar of his men behind him. The fear he felt did not matter, nothing would stop him now. Life mattered, every life mattered, and this little girl mattered.

They had grown up in the same home with the same loving parents that seem like a blur now. They were both were so far away from home. They had survived boot camp and their reputation as the Lewis siblings surpassed them.

"Ethan what happened," Lauren knelt down holding his hand as they placed the stretcher down in the tent. Medical staff was frantically running around the barely lucid Sergeant.

"I saved her," blood crept from his mouth, "She's safe now." Lauren turned to steer out the open fold in the tent, as a soldier held the hand of a little brown haired girl, walking her to a medical examination tent. She would most likely become a refugee now. Lauren closed her eyes wanting to fight back tears. "Yes, you saved her," Lauren smiled at her brother lying still as he smiled back up at his big sister. His eyes sparkled and as his sandy blonde hair was covered in sweat.

"You were always the brave one. I wish you would just stop it sometimes," Lauren chuckled through her sobs smiling at him. Ethan placed his hand in hers leaving a print of blood on her skin. "Well, you were always the favorite becoming a doctor and all," he coughed with a laugh.

Ethan was only thee years younger then Lauren, so most of their life they went to the same school. A long time ago Ethan punched a boy in Lauren's grade when she came home crying after he made fun of her for being better at chess then he was. He always wanted to protect his big sister and she always put band-aids on his knee scraps.

Lauren was the smart one in the family. Everyone knew she would grow up to be change the world. Ethan never had such thoughts for himself, but he would die trying to make a difference at least. He looked up to his big sister who was not the prom queen, but she was valedictorian and graduating a year early. While Ethan played football in high school, Lauren was the student government president. The stark contrast to one another did not faze them however. When he got hurt she was there as a big sister to call him stupid and put an ice pack on his head.

"Rest now we'll get you all better," Lauren stood and turned into Doctor Lauren Lewis ordering her staff with such command, mountains would move to obey her.

A presence materialized in the tent, not visible to everyone around. Hustle was thick in the room surrounding the heroes. A blonde, tall figure cloaked in a glorious deep maroon was standing close. She unveiled to get a better look at her hero from battle. A Valkyrie stood before Lauren and Ethan unbeknownst to them.

This Valkyrie was a warrior herself, so she could appreciate another warrior's deed. A Valkyrie's duty was to ride into battle and claims the heroic fallen for Valhalla, but only the best from war. This war had kept this Valkyrie moving, but today she slowed for this particular warrior and the loved one doing everything in her power to save him. The outlook seemed bleak and the Valkyrie was the only one that seemed to accept this fate.

Lauren's hands moved as if magic was leading them to mend everything that was broken from within Ethan. Tasmin practically glided over toward the blonde doctor leaning close to her shoulder, feeling the heat escape her body. "It's done doc," Tamsin whispered into Lauren's ear as she hooked an IV into his arm.

"No!" Lauren said out loud to a thought she figured she'd manifested herself. "Not him," Lauren worked harder, faster stabbing an adrenaline injection into her hero. "Come on!" Ethan's heartbeat was scattered and the outlook dispute Doctor Lauren's best medical training was failing.

Tamsin stopped and concentrated on the good doctor. Beautiful - Lauren was so beautiful battling a death that was seemingly inevitable. Lauren was losing Ethan, a life that meant too much to her, it was tearing at her soul. His face seemed heavenly with acceptance. His wounds were so bad, so deep, so scattered. Lauren put pressure on his bleeding leg as the nurses ran around both of them doing what they could.

Lauren looked into the eyes to Ethan, "I love you, please don't leave me here alone." Ethan did his best to reach for his sister's arm. Lauren grasped his hand squeezing it. Ethan choked, "Be brave, lion." Ethan was referring to the lion from the Wizard of Oz, which was Lauren's favorite movie.

Lauren could not count how many times she made him watch it, always feeling like the lion with no courage. Slammed back to reality with the sounds of the monitors, Lauren looked at the same brave face, she had been thinking of.

"Lion, be brave," Ethan said before closing his eyes as the grip in Lauren's hand became slake. Lauren heard the sound of his stopped heart on the monitor. Lauren felt numb her world was falling apart. She kept the grip in his hand. White filled her vision as her brother flew away from her. The one life that mattered to Lauren most, she couldn't save. This wasn't happening. This moment could not be the end of everything Lauren knew that seemed stable.

She slammed her closed fists on his chest at attempt to get a heartbeat. She tried over and over, and turned to other solutions of more oxygen. She was about to insert more adrenaline into his IV, when a nurse stopped her. It wouldn't work. He had lost too much blood. Lauren knew he had lost too much blood. She could not accept it. "Put a line in my arm!" Lauren ordered the nurse, "I'll do a blood transfer here."

Lauren knew they were the same blood type, they were siblings after all. The nurses looked at her like she was crazy, but knew there was no stopping Doctor Lewis. Lauren put a needle into her own vain and connected it to Ethan.

The line was strong and the blood flowed with the help of a gathering drip line. It wouldn't work, but Lauren could not accept this fate for her brother. Time passed and Lauren grew weak and there was no change in Ethan's status.

Tamsin kept her eyes on the struck doctor. Tears were falling from Lauren's eyes lightly onto her cheeks as she clutched Ethan's head; more time passed with no change.

"Doctor, you've given more blood then you can sustain, it is time to stop," Nurse Sun said. By this time Lauren was practically delirious with grief and blood loss. Tasmin leaned down and placed an invisible hand upon Lauren's slowly removing the connection between Lauren and her brother. An onlooker would have just thought the needle fell. There was no indication that anyone else was in the room. Only Tasmin knew better. She looked at Lauren one last time, revering her for her bravery, her compassion.

Tamsin almost regretted what her job was in all of this. There was something about this doctor, this person so intriguing. Lauren's struggle for life was admirable. Her humanity; maybe it was the love that penetrated the depths of the strongest of Fae armor.

"You my friend, are too good for this place and so was he," Tamsin said out loud as she turned away from Lauren taking the fallen warrior to his final resting place.

Lauren turned and stared as if she could see Tamsin, "Please don't take him, not Ethan." Tamsin stopped in her tracks. Did this human just acknowledge her presence? Was the delirium making it so Lauren was able to see her? Or was it Tamsin's want to be seen in this moment clouding her power.

She turned her head slightly to find the good doctor who finally looked away from Tamsin's direction leaning before her fallen brother sobbing as the medical staff slowly departed to leave their chief to mourn. Tamsin thought for a moment, not remembering anyone quite like Lauren, she turned away slowly and felt the sorrow hit her fully. The sorrow that Lauren felt extended out and hit Tasmin in the chest.

It was hard for Tamsin to feel anything, ever, but this human of a doctor struck the Valkyrie in every cell. She felt the doctor's pain, but Tamsin had to finish her job and leave the good doctor to finish this moment in peace.

Tamsin was not sure if she would see Lauren again, but she knew she would not forget her...