Disclaimers: All original property is owned by Showcase, and we do not infer that any characters, creations or the concept of 'Lost Girl' are our property and the following fan fiction has been written purely for entertainment purposes only.

Pairings: Bo/Lauren

Time-Frame: About three – four weeks after the events of 4:13 Dark Horse

Rating: M (Contains scenes of violence, sexuality and nudity)

Summary: As mentioned in the initial summary this is just a 'play around thing' that Kath and I started, during a hellish week that demanded too much from us for us to put in the dedication that HR and the Fae series needs, but we still needed our 'out' which is to write :) . It's not particularly well edited, apologies there, and there's no guarantee when it'll be updated but just for fun I'm throwing it out there. Bo / Lauren, Dyson / Tamsin pairings – just a warning for you there. As for the an outline of the story itself, well more of a punch line really - "Things are hardly ever what they seem." Okay so that actually told you nothing but :). It's about what else, getting our beloved K back, if that's the right thing to do, it's the right thing to do – right?

If the Shoe Fits...

Chapter Two : Beer

The RainbowWriters

The Dal Riata was busy, it usually was, but it was a Friday night which meant that busy took on a new meaning, one that meant it was standing room only at the bar and every booth was filled to capacity. Trick did his best to give an equal amount of his attention to his staff, his patrons and the very specific group of his friends that were grouped together in a small cluster at the bar, but the latter were keeping most of his focus, the air of troubled sorrow that hung over them weighing heavy on his shoulders too despite the fact that they were surrounded by a hundred or more party happy Fae.

In the centre of the small group was the one individual who he held the most concern for, his granddaughter. The solemn Succubus nursed a bottle of beer, hardly noticing that it was warm in her hands because of the length of time that she had been holding on to it rather than drinking it.

Finally she actually brought it up to her lips only to pull it away, a hard scowl on her face as she looked at the slender bottle disgustedly, fighting the initial reaction she had had to just spit out the lukewarm liquid that had filled her mouth.

"Now that was just unpleasant." She said with a hard sigh as she pushed the beer away from her body across the bar top. "When did beer get gross?" She shook her head, soft brown curls bouncing on her shoulders as she spoke.

"You think that's bad? Just count your lucky stars you weren't around when it was brewed right next to the animal pens." Tamsin gave a slightly barked laugh. "Still even then it was safer to drink than the water, that could kill you."

"Aye and it tasted better too." Dyson agreed with the blonde, throwing her a smile before glancing at Bo. "I'll get you a fresh one, trying not to cook this one against your..." He paused and made a vague gesture at Bo's cleavage. Which she didn't even so much as scowl at let alone react to in any other way.

"So..." Tamsin let the wolf move down the bar to get the fresh round of drinks, keeping his eye for a moment to share the look of concern on his face before shifting her stance so that her back rested against the bar the rest of her body was she leaned in making interaction with the succubus easy and discreet. "Speaking of hot bodies, there's a lot here tonight, you should pick one or two out, you haven't fed in awhile, and with a crowd as varied as this there must be something that catches your eye."

"Yeah." Bo didn't even turn towards the room. "Maybe." She shrugged her shoulders. "I'm not that hungry, haven't had much of an appetite really." Her voice was filled with disinterest and tiredness.

"Yeah, understandable." Tamsin's shoulder's actually deflated as her own grief and intense feelings of loss over the death of her psuedo big sister clouded her for a moment. Bo had not been the only one devastated by the sacrifice Kenzi had made and still it shocked the Valkyrie just how much it had shattered her, how deeply broken it made her feel inside. Pushing up to stand up straight again, her eyes caught by a motion at the door Tamsin refocused again as she saw just who it was who had made the small huddle of Fae half blocking the entrance shift. Lauren.

"Keep an eye on my beer would you, unlike you some of us have actually been drinking this evening and need to make room for more." The blonde pushed her bottle towards Bo without actually looking at the brunette and pushed off from the bar beginning the somewhat daunting task of making her way through the crowds of Fae.

Working in the Valkyrie's favour was the fact that Lauren was have far less success than she was at actually making headway through the bar patrons, which meant she reached the doctors side before she had made it more than about half a metre away away from the door. "Hey there Doctor Darko, we need to talk before you head over to see Her Royal Sadness."

"No I still don't think it's reasonable behaviour for you to consume two bottle of vodka a day for 'grieving purposes' and I won't write you a script for said alcohol. Trick is free to charge you whatever he likes for his wears and I will not circumvent him or try to bypass him with phoney doctors notes from the Dark Fae compound." Lauren shook her head. "You are not fifteen and I am not helping you get out of gym class."

"First off thank you for your lack of support and secondly I didn't want to talk about me." Tamsin glanced back to the bar. "I wanted to talk about Bo."

Lauren's eyes followed the line Tamsin took, her breath pulling in sharply through her nose as she did so, feeling her inner tensions rise as she did.

"Sorry." She offered softly, rolling her eyes. "What's on your mind?"

"What's on my mind is that our girl over there is wilting away." Tamsin looked back again and then fixed Lauren with blue eyes. "And I know you're the one with the fancy sheepskin on your wall, or probably several of them knowing you and I'm a just the drunk Valkyrie on her last go around, but I think it's pretty obvious there's a prescription she needs that I'm pretty damn sure only you can fill it."

A frown of confusion fluttered across Lauren's brow.

"Bo needs to check out of her thoughts for a bit, get back to something that makes her feel safe and loved, alive. And to be honest I'm not sure Wolf boy is feeling much more spirited than she is, so..."She glanced at Dyson who was had been intercepted by Trick on his way to get the drinks and now looked just as mournful Tamsin suggested Bo was. The Valkyrie turned and looked back at Lauren. "Let's be honest you're her number one choice right now anyway." Tamsin gave a shrug of her shoulders.

"Oh." Lauren barked out a short revolutionary laugh.

"There we go the Doc catches on. So.." Tamsin patted Lauren's shoulder. "Go, take her by the hand, lead her to a cab, take her back to your place, a hotel, hell the park if its what usually floats your little boats..." She stepped closer to the other blonde. "Turn down the lights, turn on the Melissa Etheridge and do whatever it is you do to make Bo forget about the world but for Christ sake just take the initiative and do it. The Succubus can't decide if she wants to drink a beer or not in under four hours."

"I didn't need the full instructions." Lauren shook her head. "Thank you." She drew in a slower breath.

"Trust me, that was not me giving you full instructions." The Valkyrie cocked an eyebrow. "Would you like me to give you an example?"

"No, no thank you that would be fine." Lauren held up both hands just in front of her chest. "I'm sure I can figure something out." She looked up at Tamsin letting a softer smile reach her lips. "It's nice that you're worried, and I know how much you're hurting too." She reached out and put her hand on the other blondes arm. "I need to talk to you." She lowered her voice. "Call me, tomorrow." She made the distinction in time.

"You got it." Tamsin nodded. "Let me go intercept my partner so you can sweep her out of here. He's like an old mother hen at the moment, Jesus, I thought he was going to go into the bathroom with her earlier."

"Well you know perhaps the both of you need to do a little feeling and living rather than thinking and hurting. You know, go some place, dim the lights and play some Barry White or whatever it is that you kids listen to these days." Lauren smirked as she took a step off towards the bar.

"Barry White? " Tamsin barked out a laugh and winked at her. "It's a good job you've got the Succubus Doc because we'd have a hell of a job getting you laid otherwise." She smiled brightly and took a step or two further away. "See you tomorrow Doc." She held up her hand for a moment and then pushed into the crowd.

Lauren nodded and continued to make her way purposefully through the busy crowd towards the bar. Bo hadn't so much as turned to check if Tamsin was coming back by the time Lauren slipped up into the space the Valkyrie had been in.

"Hey." She said soft, sliding her elbow down onto the bar top as she tipped her head, letting her blonde hair pool to the side, her eyes on Bo's tired features.

"Hi, you made it, I was just going to call and make sure you were okay." Bo's face showed more relief then anything at seeing the blonde.

"Well not overly happy that I may have missed a call, but I am happy to be here." Lauren gave the Succubus one of her best smiles. "What have I missed?"

"Nothing, warm beer, loud music." Bo waggled the bottle in front of her for a moment making it seem to dance on the bar top. "How was your day?" She asked turning her body to focus on the blonde, the proximity of Lauren seeming in a lot of ways to offer some amount of soothing comfort she had been missing before the doc's arrival.

"Long, but productive, at least I think it was, productive that is, I know it was long." She rolled her eyes at her own long winded answer. "Have you managed to find anything in your grandfathers rooms that was made this century yet, or are you still trying to find the key to wind up the alarm clock?"

The blonde made the subtle enquiry into the brunette's ongoing problems with the adjustment issues she was having to staying with Trick at the Dal Riata. Initially it had been just as a stop gap in the time directly after Kenzi's death, but it soon became clear that going back to the club house wasn't something that would be happening because as much as she wanted to be there, Bo couldn't be there without Kenzi and so her place at her grandfathers had become pseudo permanent.

Lauren wasn't overly sure that it was the best place for Bo, but then again she didn't have a better solution, everywhere else came with a label, a label that even though it shouldn't, complicated things, and to be honest that drove her insane. And the other option was Bo on her own somewhere and that wasn't an option at all.

"I discovered he has a microwave hidden behind some fake books, caught him making a pizza pocket, or it could have been a cup-o-ramen." The brunette offered the entirely made up scenario with a one sided smirk. "He's made it to the '80's at last."

Lauren rewarded her with a smile, timing it perfectly with a soft sweep of her hand across the wooden bar top, to rest it over Bo's whose were just lying there lightly clasped together. The brunette's brown eyes came up and across to look at Lauren the moment the doctor's hand covered her own.

"You want to get out of here?" Lauren's asked her tone low but confident, her eye contact constant.

"Yeah, maybe, for some reason it just seems so loud tonight." Bo narrowed her eyes a little as if the music hurt her ears. "You don't mind?"

"Not at all." Lauren patted Bo's hands and pulled hers back turning and pushing away from the bar in one movement.

The Succubus was a little slower to move after her, and hesitated to catch Trick's eyes before motioning to where Lauren continued to head towards the exit. The soft nod he gave her telling her he understood, and after all she did have a key to come and go as she pleased now.

By the time she caught up with Lauren she was already outside, the coolness of the night making Bo take in a slow long breath.

"So coffee?" She made the suggestion as an alternative to the busy bar.

"How about we take it to go?" Lauren offered as she nodded towards her car.

"Whatever you want Lauren." Bo gave a soft shrug and moved over to get into the passenger's seat.

"Bo stop." Lauren moved after her quickly and closed her hand around the brunette's wrist, her grip light but tight enough for Bo to feel it. The touch did make the Succubus abandon moving as her brown eyes moved to Lauren's to figure out what the blonde wanted.

With one hand still holding Bo's wrist, Lauren lifted the other and lightly cupped the side of the brunette's cheek.

"I will never stop fighting for you, never stop being there for you, never stop loving you." Lauren's voice was serious but also confident as she stepped closer to the brunette, bringing her mouth closer with every word. "Never." She breathed out onto Bo's lips before pressing them against the soft ones so close to her own.

It was clear that for a split second the kiss had surprised Bo, but the next second it wasn't clear if it was the contact or the physical response inside of her that it sparked which was more surprising for the succubus. Without thought Bo slipped her hands onto Lauren's waist and didn't let the blonde pull away from the kiss.

Angling her head slightly and sliding her hand backwards to mess into soft dark brown curls, Lauren pressed her lips into a second lingering kiss, capturing Bo's bottom lip and pulling on it for just a second.

"I miss you." She breathed out as she released the succubus' mouth.

"I've missed you too, things are so screwed up Lauren, nothing was supposed to be like this." Bo blinked brown eyes as they scanned over the blonde's face as if memorizing her.

"I know." Lauren nodded, closing her eyes as she did, making her movements small but defined. "But we can make them right, we will make them right." She moved her hand back to stroke her thumb on Bo's cheek. "Together." She kept her eyes locked with Bo's, sliding her thumb down to graze over warm lips.

Bo looked as if for a moment she was going to say something else but instead her eyes closed and her mouth came forward to find Lauren's again. The initiation of contact by the blonde seeming to have removed at least one small road block in her mind.

Lauren felt her body flood with the familiar endorphins that kissing Bo always brought, the feelings of complete and utter arousal and pleasure that only the brunette ever had inspired in her had become something that Lauren had long since learned to not even question. Pulling back only when her lips felt literally drier than natural from the contact, the blonde drew in a deep breath.

"I know a little of how your feeling inside Bo. The loss, the grief..." She didn't want to get in to specifics or reminders of the past right now, she just wanted to create the connection point. "And I know how insurmountable it seems." She wet her lips briefly. "I also know that I love you, and I want more than anything right now to take you some where, I don't care where, and show you how much I love you. I'm not talking about taking the pain away, but about letting you remember how other things feel." She let her thumb trace over Bo's kiss heated lips again.

"I want that too." Bo gave a soft nod.

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