The Ash unlocked the door to the dungeon and pushed the heavy door open. Bo gasped at the sight that greeted her. There, in a bloody heap on the floor, was Lauren. Bo stormed forward and fell down on her knees in front of her girlfriend. She tenderly touched Lauren's bloody, swollen face. She had to use every ounce of willpower not to scoop Lauren up into her arms. She refrained from doing so, though, because she didn't know the extent of Lauren's injuries. She didn't want to risk putting Lauren through more pain or to cause more damage by moving her.

Lauren stirred and opened her eyes.

"Bo..." It was all that Lauren could utter before she started crying. She grabbed Bo's hand from where it was resting on her cheek and held it between her own hands in a tight grip.

Fresh tears welled up in Bo's eyes, but she realised that she needed to keep her composure. The last thing that Lauren needed at that moment was a hysterical girlfriend.

"I'm going to get you out of here, no matter what it takes," Bo promised.

"Well, well... If that isn't optimistic of a pet owner," the Ash drawled from the doorway.

"Lauren is not my pet!" Bo snapped.

"Careful, Succubus. Remember your blood oath not to make a scene?" The Ash seemed very pleased with himself, which only managed to piss Bo off even more. Red-hot rage bubbled in Bo's body, but she decided to play it smart and act calm.

Calmly she loosened Lauren's grip on her hand and stood up.

"Alright. You held up your end of the deal by bringing me here. Please get me out of here before I break my end by doing something stupid."

The Ash chuckled.

"Very well, Succubus."

Bo heard Lauren whimper behind her and her heart shattered into a million pieces.

She pushed past the Ash and watched him as he locked the door, her rage consuming her body and rational thoughts.

When the Ash turned around, Bo grabbed one of the knives in her pocket and stabbed it into the Ash's stomach.

For a second the Ash looked surprised. Then he calmly removed the knife.

"That's not very nice," he calmly said.

Bo stared at his stomach. There wasn't even any blood.

"You'll have to do more than that, Succubus." With that, he turned and calmly walked back to his office.

Bo stormed him from behind. Just before reaching him, he swung around and grabbed her by her throat. Bo made small gagging sounds. She couldn't breathe and felt herself getting weaker by the second. She struggled to keep her eyes open, fully aware that she is busy losing consciousness. She slowly reached into her pocket for her last knife and stabbed it into the Ash's arm. He yelped and dropped Bo.

Gasping for breath, Bo decided that she will not give up that easily. Before the Ash had time to react, Bo stabbed his arm again. She still had no idea how to kill him, but she did realise that it hurt him when she stabbed his arm, so that's exactly what she kept on doing. Finally, as the Ash was doubled over in pain, she decided to take a chance and stab the knife into his throat.

The Ash tried gasping for air, but the only thing that could be heard was the gargling sound of blood in his windpipe. Bo soon realised that it wasn't blood at all. It was a green fluid that spilled all over his shirt. She stabbed him in the throat again and watched as he tried to breathe. Finally, she drove the knife into his temple. The Ash gasped and struggled for a few seconds, before falling to the floor. He was finally still. Bo reached over and felt his pulse. Nothing. Green blood continued to ooze out of his throat. Suddenly, a flash of light blinded Bo. She shielded her eyes. When the light finally dimmed, she risked opening them again. On the floor where the Ash had been, was only a vague outline of a human body. The Ash was dead.

"I promised not to make a scene. I didn't. Nobody knows about this, apart from the two of us. It wasn't a scene, it was a fair fight," she said to the outline on the floor.

She grabbed the key from where it had fell on the floor and rushed to open the door. Suddenly, she was grabbed from behind by a security guard that had obviously been given the task of checking up on Lauren every now and again. Bo's hands were pinned behind her back. She was able to manoeuvre her hands so that her fingertips grazed his hand that held her own hands in place. She used her thrall to send pulses of energy through the guard's hand. Slowly, he let go of Bo's hand.

"Tell me, what is the easiest way to get out of here without being noticed?" she asked.

"There is only one guard in the East Wing at this time of the night, because there is not much that can be stolen," the guard said in a trance.

"Very well. Go about your rounds and don't come back here. And stay as far away from the East Wing as you can. Got it?"

"Yes, Ma'am," he said, still in a trance. Bo couldn't help but be amused by his good manners. She removed her hand from his and watched as he slowly walked away.

She unlocked the door and rushed toward Lauren. She found it difficult not to cry with relief when she found Lauren sitting up.

"Honey, can you walk?"

"I don't know," Lauren answered. Bo took her arms and helped her up. Her knees buckled and she gave a sharp yelp as she stepped on her right leg. Bo realised that her leg was injured pretty badly, although it appeared not to be broken.

"Look at me, Lauren," Bo instructed. She let a warm stream of chi flow out of her body and into Lauren's. Almost immediately Lauren was able to put more weight on her leg.

Suddenly Bo couldn't blow out any more chi and she silently cursed herself for not feeding properly earlier when she had the chance. She felt weak from the exchange, but she was determined to push through until she could get Lauren to safety. She hooked Lauren's arm around her own shoulders and slowly helped Lauren to walk toward the East Wing.

After shamelessly using her thrall to send the remaining guard to go and make himself a sandwich, Bo and Lauren were able to emerge from the building and stumble to Bo's car, which was parked just outside of the Compound grounds. They were finally headed home. Together.

On their way home, Bo suddenly pulled the car over at the club that she had been to earlier. She looked over at her semi-conscious girlfriend.

"I'm sorry, honey." Her apology stretched deeper than just an apology for going into the club. With tears in her eyes, she ran into the club. She grabbed the first person that was within arm's reach. She didn't care if he was alone or what he looked like. The only thing she cared about was getting enough chi to heal Lauren. She sent a strong pulse of chi through his hand and grabbed his face, where she continued this assault. Immediately she saw his aura change from a dull glow to a bright light.

Before he had a chance to react, Bo grabbed his hand and dragged him off to the handicapped bathroom stall. Once inside, she used her thrall again.

"Do you have a condom?" she asked.

"Yeah..." the guy breathlessly replied. He reached into his pocket and removed one from his wallet.

Bo grabbed the condom from him and hurriedly yanked down his pants. She wasn't surprised to see that he already had a raging hard-on.

"I'm Grant," the guy offered in his trans-like state.

"And I really don't care," Bo harshly said as she rolled the condom down his stiff cock.

Before Grant had the time to respond, she pushed him backward until he was sitting on the lid of the toilet. She moved forward and straddled him. She didn't waste any time and immediately took his cock and guided it inside herself. She moaned at the sudden intrusion. She started rocking back and forth with a fevered passion, thinking about her need to save Lauren as she did so. Her sadness only pushed her to be rougher and she slammed down onto his cock. Grant moaned loudly.

She suddenly realised that she hadn't had sex with a man in a very long time and that she was most certainly not going to come from penetration alone. She reached a hand down between the two of them and started flicking her fingers across her clit. She moaned as she increased the pressure. She thought about Lauren's loving fingers rubbing her clit. Suddenly Bo was on the verge of exploding. Judging from Grant's throbbing cock and his blinding aura, he was too. She lowered her mouth to his and started sucking his chi. She took large gulps, filling herself up. He was an older Fae, so she was not as worried about draining him. She took and took until she thought she would burst, but she didn't care. She took some more. She needed to have an abundance of chi if she was going to heal Lauren.