Chapter Three : Fuel To The Fire

"Trick my man." Eric greeted with his trademark cocky grin as he strutted through the Dal making sure to check out a few of the female Fae that were scattered around, their eyes already on him.

"Eric." he returned the smile wearily while he did his best to remain inconspicuous as he looked between Dyson who sat at the far edge of the bar half empty glass in one hand, half empty bottle in the other.

"Don't you have some hair gel commercial to shoot or something?"Eric couldn't help chuckle as he unnecessarily looked behind himself before he looked back to the wolf with a deadly scowl.

"You talking to me? You talking to me?" by now the small crowd had turned their attention two the duo. "Chill. Chill." he laughed out seconds later shaking his head as he settled onto a stool three seats down from him. "Isn't it a little early to be having a hissy fit?"

"Why are you here?"

"Not to see you." he turned back to Trick who's look of displeasure continued to grow. "I need your help on something."

"You aren't welcome here."

"Dude. Why don't you finish your couple dozens drinks you got there waiting on you and chill out."

"Perhaps you should come back later."

"Seriously? Cause the dog isn't house trained?"

"Eric. Please." Trick said firmly almost cold.

"Alright. Alright." he repeated to himself in a strange mixture of amusement and disbelief as he stood up, his gaze going between the two men.

"You'd think by now you people would have got the hint."

"You people?" he asked turning back around.

"Yeah." he paused finishing off the rest of the dark liquid in his glass before spinning around on the stool to face the young Fae. "No one wanted your sister here when she was human no one wants her here now that she is a freak of nature. No one wanted your psychotic, mass murdering mother here. And no one wants you here."

"That so?"

"And the second that lying, self empowered, bitch of a leader that has turned us into her for lack of better term slaves, soon as she is out? So will you and your inbreed family."

"Dyson." Trick let out as he spotted three of the Dark Fae in the back of the bar stand up as his insults continued.

"I'm gonna walk away right now out of respect for you," he paused turning his attention back to Dyson. "Next time we meet we're gonna settle this little difference of ours."

"Looking forward to it." the wolf growled out as he watched the young Fae walk away before his attention went to the aggravated Fae staring him down. "Guess I'm as popular as the boy band reject." Trick studied his drunken friend for a good minute before tossing his wash cloth on the bar-top and walking away having little to no effect on the the wolf's state of mind as he simply went back to seeing how quickly he could down a bottle of whiskey that was right up until he felt a strong, oversize hand grab the back of his neck.

"Watch yourself shifter. It's amazing how easily a dog can be put down now a days."


Apartment

Lauren wiggled her toes on the cold wood floor, her hair messily pulled back, her lower half covered only by her tight, black boy shorts while she used one hand to hold up her baby-blue, spaghetti strapped tee shirt up over her stomach stopping at the hem of her bra while she used her free hand to run it over her stomach as she stood in front of the full length mirror that rested against the wall. She ran her eyes up and down her own body searching for something. Some kind of change or hint that a change was on it's way. So wrapped up in her own thoughts she didn't realize her lover had at some point made her way to the door way.

"What are you doing?" she let out in a sleep laced tone mixed with amused.

"I-reflection just caught my eye. I think I'm gaining weight."

"You're kidding right?" the succubus couldn't help the laugh that followed her words but the cool vibe of the conversation quickly brought her to silence. "Okay. Not kidding," she pushed herself off the side of the door frame that she has been resting against. "Baby your gorgeous." pausing she closed the short distance between the two wrapping her arms around the blonde's waist, her hands resting over her's. Even though her body tensed at the touch she let her shirt fall as she placed her hand over Bo's while her eyes stayed focused on their reflection. "Beyond gorgeous actually."

"You're sweet. Crazy but sweet."

"I'm not crazy." she said lazily as her lips found the sensitive, exposed skin of her wife's neck.

"Bo," she tried to speak but her voice hitched in her throat as her lover's hands were sliding out of her's and down the thin black material causing the muscles in her lower regions to tighten.

"So beautiful," the succubus abruptly removed her hands to the blonde's hips spinning her around as she guided her backwards until she hit the mirror. Sliding her hands under her tiny tee she ran her fingernails over the tense stomach muscles making the blonde moan again. "So sexy."


Reyna's Office

"Hey." Eric greeted as he made his way into the office only getting a halfhearted nod from her as she made a series of 'mm-hm' noises while she held the phone to her ear with one hand the other scribbling out notes on a already filled notepad. After checking his e-mail, texts and twitter three times each he found her sighing heavily as she slammed the phone down harder then she had intended to. "Crazy ex?"

"No."

"Telemarketer?"

"No."

"Um-"

"Eric."

"You need to get some." he joked but the cocky grin that had found a home on his lips quickly vanished as her eyes burned a hole right through him. "I'm sorry, ma'am." he quickly forced out as he sat up straight in the chair. "I was mistaken as to make a joke during work hours. It will not happen again."

"No. It won't." all he could do was nod as he brought himself to his feet before standing at attention, his feet pressed together his arms folded behind his back while his eyes focused on the wall behind her. "Effective immediately you are off of Bo's team."

"But-"

"Speak again out of turn and you will find yourself being discharged." Eric clenched his jaw trying no to show any emotion. Trying to find his way back to the line of thinking that this woman was simply his leader, his boss. "You will be heading up another team. You and two others. Bo will not know of this. No one will know of what you are briefed on. Understand."

"Yes."

"It will be Harris and Alvarez. What?" she asked raising an eyebrow catching the brief look of confusion that washed over his face.

"Nothing. I just assumed that Sonya would be a part of the team."

"And why would that be assumed?" she asked with a hint of sarcasm in her voice as she leaned back into her chair.

"Ma'am we have been a team for years. We know each other, trust each other and not to speak out of turn but I believe we have always carried out your orders to above average expectation."

"Except in the case of your mother and Damion."

"Ma'am with all due respect we tried our best but even with all of our skill, strength and determination Damion is an Ancient and my mother is—my mother."

"You speak and I hear excuses. Excuses that I heard from the two of you when you came back with your tail between your legs." Eric clenched his jaw tighter, sure at any moment his jaw would pop out of it's socket. He closed his fist tightly as he felt his heart racing while she stared him down.


Apartment

"Are you tired?" Bo asked breathlessly against her wife's neck as she tried to keep her weight up on her elbows and knees but the shaking her sweaty body was doing was making it an almost impossible task.

"N-not really." she let out equally breathless. "Bo we-" she was cut off as Bo's warm mouth began devouring her's yet again. "Mmm, Bo." she let out pushing her head back into the pillow earning a displeased groan from the succubus.

"What?" she asked in a mixture of a pout and annoyance as she went back to kissing down the blonde's already tender neck while she slowly lowered the bottom half of her weight down.

"We need to talk."

"Mmm, talk?" she pulled back, eyebrow raised. "Dirty talk?"

"Ha. No."

"Hm, well then we really don't need to do much talking."

"B-but we do-" she trialed off her breathing become ruggeder by the second as the succubus tauntingly rocked her hips against her.

"Baby I love you." she kissed the nape of her neck. "I love your mind." and again. "I love the sound of your voice." and again. "But right now if it's not dirty talk then all I want to hear is the sound of my name." she bit down, sucking roughly only for a minute but it was sure to leave a mark. "Or the sound of you cumming."


Reyna's Office

"Whats the hub-bub-bub?" Kenzi chuckled out while playfully punching Eric on the arm as they passed each other in the hall. "Rude." she said half joking, half hurt as she looked behind herself finding herself staring at his back as he stormed down the hall without so much as a look in her direction. "You desired my presence sexy?" she wiggled her eyebrows as she walked into the office to find a stone faced Reyna.

"Kenzi. I need you to do something for me and it is going to remain between us."

"Oh. Secrets? I feel so high school right now. Should I close the door? Get the low carb chips?"

"Not to Bo. Not to Hale. Not to Trick or Lauren. No one. Understood?"

"Ohh, this is serious." she let out with a smile as she plopped down in the chair. "I'm your girl I'm like a vault but I can't promise that Bo won't find out-"

"Then maybe a mini vacation in solitary hold with promise me that."

"What?" she could have sworn her heart stopped as her throat went dry her smile vanishing as her eyes widened. "I know you have a weird sense of humor but I don't really think that one is to funny."

"It wasn't meant to be. It's time you start pulling your weight. More then being a cheerleader to the helpful members of the team."

"Wh-what?"

"You are a thief with a talent for being able to talk themselves out of trouble. I need you to work with a specific person on something and this will remain between you, me and Harris."

"I-i don't understand. Reyna, if I did something to upset you I'm sorry." she let out softly as she sat up straight on the edge of her chair. "Just tell me what-"

"You did nothing. And that entails the problem."

"O-oh." was all she could get out as she swallowed hard, while she tilted her head down blinking back the unusual starting of tears.

"Kenzi." she looked up slowly almost hopeful that her friend would say that this was all just a ready bad joke. "You're dismissed."


Apartment

"God," Bo paused as she yawned while walking into the living room finding her wife in her dark blue scrubs staring at some textbook. "Good night sleep. Amazing, mind-blowing sex followed by a warm shower and the house to ourselves? This is the life." she rambled with a smile as she found her way next to her wife snuggling up as close as she could. "What are you reading?"

"Cell and gene research."

"Fun."

"It's interesting."

"Is it for like adults or-" she asked resting her head on the blonde's shoulder as her eyes scanned the page trying make sense of it.

"Yes and no. More of the traits and genes that are passed from parents onto children."

"Mm. Research for us," she paused tilting her head up so she could see the blonde's face. "Hint. Hint."

"Ha. Um," it was her turn to pause as she looked back at peaceful and hopeful succubus. "Not really. No. It's help for Juliet. She is working on something and needed some help."

"Mm. The neighbor." Bo let out with mock jealousy as she went back to trying to read the book.

"Harmless."

"Hm. Well that's good then cause if she is so harmless and is an OB then maybe at some point in time when I wear you down she can be useful."

"Ha. And she needs to be harmless for her to be helpful?"

"Yes. You think I would let someone attracted to you be taking frequent field trips down to my special area."

"Oh my God." Lauren couldn't help but laugh as she closed the book, dropping it to the floor with a loud thud. "Do you have any idea how many things are wrong with that sentence."

"What?" she asked forcing on her best shocked look as she sat up.

"First off it is MY special area."

"Um? No. No I'm pretty sure it's mine." she said half serious as she maneuvered herself onto her knees facing the blonde.

"We will agree to disagree. Oh and field trips? Really?"

"I was trying to be classy."

"You're such an ass." the blonde couldn't help but laugh as she reached up wrapping her arms around her wife's neck.

"Nu-huh." Bo chuckled as she shook her head while being guided down toward her lover.

"Mm-hm."


Unknown

"Fantastic." Hale grumbled out as he shook his head walking out of an abandon, apartment building that was sealed off by mountains of crime scene tape and uniformed officers that were mixing between trying to keep a growing crowd back and some throwing up. "Fan-freakin-tastic." he huffed again as he reached one of two benches facing the building. Sitting down he pulled off his knee high, yellow, rubber boots that were covered in blood followed by his blood covered gloves. "Freakin-"

"Tastic?"

"Shit." he mumbled to himself shaking his head not needing to turn around to match the voice with the face.

"That is no way to greet me."

"Sorry. Last time we met I ended up being tortured. Excuse my rudeness." he barked out as Mrs. Lewis found a seat next to him.

"You aren't scared."

"You aren't going to kill me here in the middle of the street with dozens of humans around."

"Probably right."

"I should have known when bodies started showing up to expect you."

"Relax Siren," she paused looking him sight in the eye. "I nor Damion have anything to do with this."

"And I'm just supposed to believe you?"

"You are not my children. I don't have to be here. I have no reason to lie."

"So what? You on some quest for redemption or something? Coming to save us all from whatever this is?"

"Redemption and me are two words that will never be added together." she let out almost with a hint of sadness as she stood up, pulling down her overly expensive coat needing to look flawless. Her eyes roamed over the sight in front of them before up to the cloudy sky. "It's going to rain."

"Well damn. Forgot my umbrella. Should have told me sooner."

"I came to give you a warning. Take the human of yours, the Blood King, your wolf partner and the succubus and go."

"Ha. And your kids?"

"Eric will never leave his sister. Not now. Not again." she started to walk away and against his better judgment he spoke.

"And Lauren?" he regretted it right away as she halted and slowly turned back around to face him.

"There is no hope Hale. Not for her. Not for anyone who stands by her. Take them and leave if you want any chance of making it out of this alive."

"Stephanie." he called out as she began walking away. "Stephanie!" he called again standing up just a crack of thunder shook the ground beneath him, a flash of lightning lit the sky. His eyes shot up to the sky the rain started to poor down onto him. "Step-" he started again as he went back to looking for her but she had already disappeared.


Apartment

"I'm so domestic now a days." Bo laughed as she poured pasta from a pan evenly over two plates.

"You are. It's shocking."

"Well gee thanks." she smile while she tossed the pan into the sink as Lauren settled into her seat at the table.

"You know I'm kidding."

"I know. But I wasn't. Before I would have burned a pot of water and now I am making lunch for the hardest working doctor in history and if I might add the sexiest." her eyebrows wiggled while she took her seat. "Okay. Am I not a good cook? Cause I watch about twenty different food network shows now and if they aren't working I'm out of ideas." she let out noticing how Lauren was more interested in shoving her food around rather then actually eating it.

"What? No. No it's good. Just not looking forward to work."

"Yeah. Me either. I'm supposed to be patrolling the graveyard on Harrington." she paused taking another over sized bite. "Some Dark Fae refusing to the change has been digging up bodies and moving them."

"Moving them?"

"Yeah. Just...moving them around. Like checkers."

"Morbid. But I doubt it's someone refusing the change." she took a drink of her wine as she studied the succubus. "Probably just some kid acting out."

"Hopefully. That place gives me the creeps." she stole a drink of Lauren's realizing she had forgot to get herself one. "Oh. You wanted to talk about something?"

"Um, yeah I did."

"What was it?"

"It was-" she paused looking up from her plate to her wife who's attention was shifting between her meal and her. "I-I had a cramp."

"What?" she chuckled almost choking on her food.

"I had a cramp. That is what I was trying to tell you."

"Okay." was all she could get out as she tried to catch her breath. "You seemed so serious."

"What can I say, it was a bad cramp." Lauren continued on from behind her now nearly empty wine glass as she watched her wife relax back into their 'cozy' dinner.