A/N: There have been a few comments regarding Bo's maturity level or rather her immaturity and well let me point out that this story is a journey. Right now Bo is acting like a selfish, immature, brat and in my opinion, deserved to be dumped. Will she change, maybe, only time will tell. This one is very conversation heavy so I hope it flows together alright, anyways any mistakes are mine, enjoy!

Chapter 6

Bo's head was pounding like a jackhammer, her mouth tasted like someone had dragged a manure rake through it, her muscles were stiff and sore, and she had apparently fallen asleep on top of the blankets still fully clothed. Bo blinked several times attempting to clear out the blurriness. She searched the room trying to orient herself, finally her eyes fell up an "Invader Zim" poster on the back of the door. Kenzi's old room, how the fuck did I get here?

Bo felt dizzy and her mouth began to do that weird watering thing. Knowing what was coming, she leaped out of bed and ran full tilt barely making it in time before dropping in front of the toilet and emptying the contents of her stomach. After the heaving ceased Bo crawled over and propped herself up against the wall wishing to die. Time had no meaning, she threw up again and again until there was nothing left finally dragging herself out of the bathroom and crawling back into bed, sans clothing this time.

She woke up several hours later, still feeling like shit, but slightly more human this time. Bo went upstairs took a quick shower, brushed her teeth using Kenzi's toothbrush, eh she'll get over it, and then dressed in the clothes Kenzi had left on the dresser for her. She limped towards the kitchen making a beeline for the coffee maker, the familiarity of being in this house was oddly comforting. Bo loved the house she lived in now, but sometmes she really felt out of place there, it was all so modern and new with it's media room, breakfast nook, and granite countertops. The location was prime in an "up and coming" neighborhood within walking distance of downtown. If it wasn't for Lauren, Bo would never even have considered the place, it wasn't a question of money, although the place cost a mint, Bo simply preferred character to stainless steel appliances. As she looked around the Clubhouse with it's chipped countertops, warped floorboards and peeling paint a feeling of warmth enveloped her in a way that her new house never could.

Bo took a sip of her piping hot coffee, cursing as the liquid burned her tongue, "Shit!"

"Language!"

Bo nearly jumped out her skin, she hadn't heard or seen Kenzi come into the room. Kenzi looked over at her and smiled as she poured herself a cup of coffee. "Holy fucking shit Kenzi, don't sneak up on me like that."

"My bad," Kenzi smirked, "So finally decided to join the land of the living. How you feeling there Bo Bo?"

Bo groaned, "Like my head is in a vice grip and somebody substituted my body for home plate."

Kenzi grinned knowingly, "That's descriptive, do you remember anything?"

Bo stared into her coffee, "It's all fuzzy, I remember playing pool at the Dal and tequila, lots of tequila."

"So you don't remember grinding on the copy room girl?"

"Emily? Emily was there last night?" Bo was surprised, she closed her eyes trying to remember and coming up empty, "No I don't remember seeing her. I remember being upset, like really upset, there was a game on, the Leaf's were getting hammered by San Jose`, I was playing pool with that guy, uh, Tony, from accounting, I kept winning so he kept buying me shots. Ugh," Bo flopped onto the couch, "just dig a hole and bury me."

Kenzi followed her into the living room and sat in the comfy chair, "Do you remember why you were upset, did it have something to do with Dyson?"

Bo bolted upright, "Dyson, oh fuck, he told me that he is in love with me."

Kenzi nodded, "Yeah you told me that part, I am still needin' the deets' on the rest of it cause this seems totally off the map, even for him."

"I don't even really know Kenz." Bo fell back on the couch and sighed, "I went back to my office to get my stuff after the last meeting adjourned, oh yeah and by the way you and I will be spending Monday planning a WHL scouting trip for the following week."

Kenzi frowned, "I thought we didn't have anymore money in the budget?"

Bo shrugged, "I thought so too, but Old Man McCorrigan has other ideas?"

"Do you know what teams he wants you to look at?"

"I'm supposed to be given a list," Bo paused, "I'm thinking Calgary and Prince Albert will be must stops. Maybe Regina and Brandon, most of the top prospects from the Winterhawks and the Oil Kings have already been spoken for."

Kenzi rolled her eyes, "Great, well way to leave everything to the last minute."

Bo sank back down into the couch, "Would you expect anything less?"

"I guess not." Kenzi set her coffee down and leaned foreword, "Sooooooo you and Dyson..."

Bo frowned, it wasn't like she didn't want to tell Kezi this, but the full impact of what had transpired between her and Dyson really hadn't sunk in yet. She knew that Dyson and Kenzi used to have a special relationship that fell by the wayside after they had broken up and she had always felt guilty about that. "Oh right, well like I was saying, I went back to my office to get my coat and I turned around and he was there."

"Stalker."

"I know right." Bo shook her head, "Anyways, he starts telling me that he misses me, that we were so great together and that he has always been in love with me."

"Woah!"

The entire exchange had seemed so out of left field. Bo had be caught completely off guard, when he approached her, she naively believed he'd wanted to rehash the budget reports considering the fact she had seen him sleeping more than once during the meetings that afternoon. "Then he grabs me and kisses me, no more he was trying to lick my tonsils."

"Gross." Kenzi mad a face complete with gagging sounds.

"Yeah, pretty much, totally caught me off guard." Bo was frustrated, they had been over for six years. She had long ago moved on so why the fuck couldn't he? "So you know I pushed him off me and I told him never to do that again and we started arguing and it got really ugly." Bo sighed, it had gotten more than just ugly. Dyson had taken to insulting Lauren, Lauren who had never been anything less than cordial with him. "The worst part about this is he really is still in love with me. I could see it in his eyes, I don't know why, but he won't let 'us' go. I had no choice, I went full on ice bitch with him and told him that I'm not in love with him and that I never was, I got over him a long time ago and he needs to do the same and move the fuck on."

Kenzi nodded in agreement, "Wow, you did the right thing though, if he can't let it go that's his problem it just sucks that you have to see him all the time at work."

"Yeah, it sucks," Bo groaned, thinking about Dyson was really not helping her hangover, "Ugh, maybe I should just take that job in Florida and wash my hands of this place."

Kenzi looked at her confused, "Job in Florida, what are you talking about?"

"I've been in contact with Dave Tallon, the General Manager for the Florida Panthers, you know giving him feedback on a few of their prospects, suggesting some players to fill holes in their line-up, that sort of thing." Ever since she'd heard about the job she had seriously been considering it. She and Lauren could buy a house on the beach, a fresh start might be just what they need, and Lauren looked fucking sexy in a bikini. The problem would be convincing her to go.

"Isn't that a violation of your contract."

"Nope," Bo shook her head and smiled, "I double checked with legal, as long as I stay away from any potential Toronto prospects or players within the organization I can consult for other teams."

"So he offered you a job." Kenzi took a sip of her coffee and sat back in her chair.

Bo knew that Kenzi would be upset, in truth she was too, the idea of being separated from her just felt wrong. "Yeah, I would be head of the department, huge salary increase, and I would hardly ever have to go out on the road which would be perfect since Lauren has been pushing me for a kid."

"But...?"

Bo closed her eyes and leaned back, "But, Lauren has another year on her contract with her research lab, I've never lived outside of Canada, hell I've never lived outside of Ontario. We just bought that house a year ago, everyone I care about is here, do I really want to uproot my whole life and move to Florida? They don't even have snow there. Lauren's always lived up north also, would she even want to move there?" Bo opened her eyes and leaned foreword looking directly at Kenzi, "And then there's you, I mean Dave said I could bring you on as my assistant, but I couldn't ask you to do that, not with Nate and now the baby."

Kenzi nodded, "Are you going to bring it up with her?"

Bo knew that she and Lauren had been a little out of sync lately and she wasn't positive their relationship could survive a long separation if she wanted to finish out her contract with the lab. What if Lauren didn't want to go could they really stay here if Bo was unhappy with her job? OK so maybe she wasn't unhappy exactly, but there were definite frustrations; like not being taken seriously because she has a vagina. Fitzpatrick McCorrigan, or Trick as he liked to be called, was one of the biggest chauvinists in the league, he even put Don Cherry to shame. She never understood why the man hired her if he was never going to listen to her idea's and ignore her recommendations. It wasn't just him or even this latest drama with Dyson that had her wanting to jump ship, it was pretty much everyone in the front office. The team was not being managed well there needed to be a major cleanse from the coaches to the GM, count this season as a wash and start fresh next year, but Trick was to stubborn and was letting his douche-bag son run the team into the ground. "I don't know, probably, then we'll probably fight because she'll think I'm doing this as a way to avoid the 'children' discussion."

Kenzi quirked an eyebrow, "Are you?"

Bo shook her head, "No, well not really, this is a career opportunity, if nothing else Lauren should understand that." Bo sighed, "I just hate fighting with her Kenz, and something like this is always going to lead a fight."

Kenzi shrugged, "So what."

Bo looked at her incredulous, "So what? What do you mean so what?"

"I mean, so what if you fight, that's part of being in a relationship, couple's fight. You can't just avoid talking about anything heavy simply because it might lead to a fight, it's not healthy Bo."

"Oooh look at you the big relationship expert." Bo snapped.

Kenzi squared her shoulders and looked Bo directly in the eye, "Yeah well, it doesn't matter anyway because Lauren left you."

Bo rolled her eyes, "Ha ha, very funny."

Kenzi steeled her jaw, "I'm not kidding, she packed up a bunch of her stuff and checked into a hotel."

"You're on crack," Bo huffed, "Lauren wouldn't do that."

Kenzi shrugged, "She asked me to tell you to leave her alone and she will call you in a few days when she has calmed down."

"Calm down, Lauren? OK now I know you are lying. She is always calm, Dr. Freeze remember?" Kenzi was full of shit Lauren wouldn't leave her, there was no way, they had just had sex yesterday morning, why would Lauren do that if she was going to leave her? Bo refused to believe it.

"Well seemed pretty upset when she stormed out of your house yesterday, she left before doing the dishes." Kenzi wore no expression and it was pissing Bo the fuck off, you don't just say shit like that about someone's wife, especially not in such a cavalier fashion.

"So Lauren got mad and ran out on me, OK sure, what was she so mad about?"

"Emily."

Bo groaned, exasperated, "Any excuse to bring her up, are you sure you aren't the one with a crush on her?"

Kenzi slammed her fist down on the counter, "Bo for fuck's sake, Lauren left you don't you care?"

"How can you say that to me of course I care, I just don't believe you." Bo was yelling now, hangover be dammed.

"Yesterday after you two finished 'waxing the kitchen floor', Lauren saw your phone and you had a bunch of text messages from her."

"Lauren went through my phone?" Bo was shocked, no way would Lauren do that, "Why would she invade my privacy like that?"

"Dammit Bo, that's not the point!" Kenzi was yelling now to, "And anyway she didn't, your little girlfriend texted you like a dozen times in twenty minutes and your wife checked your phone to see if it was anything important and that bitch's name was all over the screen."

"She's not my girlfriend!"

"Oh no?" Kenzi scoffed, "That's not what it looked like when you two were hangin' all over each other at the Dal last night."

Bo was flustered, "I don't even remember seeing her there."

"That's no excuse Bo!"

"Fuck Kenzi, what are you my mother?" They were both screaming now. Over the years they had had their share of arguments, but it was nothing like this. Bo knew the situation with Kenzi was spiraling out of control she was just to angry to stop it.

Kenzi laughed without humor, "Funny that's what that little bitch said when I pulled your wasted ass out of there before you did something you couldn't take back."

"I can handle myself!" Was Kenzi serious, Bo couldn't even count the number of times she had to carry her wasted ass from the car to her bedroom and here she was giving Bo a lecture, who the fuck did she think she was talking to?

Kenzi was having none of it, "Oh really, then let me ask you this, if I hadn't made you leave would you have gone home with her?"

Bo shrugged, "I don't know, maybe."

"Maybe, that's what Lauren is worth to you, maybe. Wow, then she was right to leave."

Now Kenzi had gone way to far, "Do NOT talk to me about my wife!" Bo screamed. "Where are my key's I'm going home."

"To an empty house!"

"FUCK YOU!"

Kenzi was stunned, she quietly marched over to the kitchen island picked up her car keys and threw them at Bo, "Your car is still at the Dal, take mine, I have Nate's truck."

"Thanks," Bo had never in her life screamed at anyone like that, she was instantly ashamed. What was she doing, Kenzi was her family, Bo needed to get out and clear her head. "Kenzi I'm sorry." she said quietly.

Kenzi nodded softly refusing to meet Bo's eyes, "Yeah, I know, we'll talk later OK?"

Bo wanted to stop, to pull Kenzi into her arms, but she knew it would be wrong. Everything was such a mess and it was all her fault, she just needed to go, "OK."

Bo retreated from the clubhouse slowly, fighting the urge to go back into Kenzi. She climbed into Kenzi's Civic and pressed her forehead to the steering wheel. Her brain was a jumbled mess, Bo willed herself to focus, she needed to make it home in one piece. As she pulled out of the driveway she kept hearing Kenzi's voice telling her "Lauren left you", it couldn't be true though could it? Bo started to panic and started to speed towards home, Kenzi was lying, she had to be.

"Lauren!" Bo screamed as she rushed through the front door. Bo waited, no response fuck, she called out again, "LAUREN!" Nothing, Bo was stunned, she walked through the house and upstairs, hesitating before entering their bedroom. The closet door was open, a good chunk of the clothes that lived on Lauren's side were gone. Bo's eyes fell on the bed, there in the center was a pile of discarded clothing reiterating the haste she must have been in as her Lauren would never leave a mess like that.

Bo walked in a daze over to the bed, picking up one of Lauren's discarded shirts, she brought it to her face inhaling her wife's scent. "Oh Lauren, no," she was really gone. Bo crumbled to the floor and sobbed.