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Pairings: Bo/Lauren
Time-Frame: Set directly after Episode 3:02
Rating: M (Contains scenes of violence, sexuality and mild nudity)
Summary: Set directly after Episode 3:02, following an AU storyline of our own creation.. Distinctly Bo/Lauren centric.
Heavenly Resonance. - Part Nine
By: The RainbowWriters
In someways it had surprised Lauren that Bo had settled back to sleep, especially the deep sleep it appeared to be as the succubus hadn't moved when the blonde, who hadn't managed more than an hour or so eased herself out of the bed and moved quietly into the bathroom. Her mind rather unsettled both with worry but also with thoughts about what she could do about the situation.
Deciding she needed a drink to go along with this line of heavy thinking, the blonde slipped on her thick robe and made her way downstairs, putting on the coffee machine on automatic, only noticing the second time she passed it, that her cell phone was lit up like a Christmas tree with notifications of missed calls and text messages. Picking it up she scrolled through the three texts and checked the calls, they were all from the Dal, and the texts were from Trick none going into detail, all asking her to contact him as soon as possible. Checking the time on the phone Lauren decided that since the Blood King had made such an effort to contact her it didn't matter that it was barely 5am. She wasn't surprised when Trick answered the phone at just the third ring.
"Lauren?" The older Fae sounded concerned to a point that instantly made the blonde frown.
"I called as soon as I got your messages, sorry." She apologized quickly.
"Lauren is Bo with you?" The Blood King asked immediately.
"Yes, she's upstairs asleep." She answered simply, but the man's tone made the concern inside her grow deeper. "Trick what's wrong?" She asked directly turning to rest her back against the island.
"Dyson contacted me last night, they found another body." Trick revealed the problem, his voice low and serious.
"Another one?" Lauren reached back to grip her hand on the work surface. She was about to ask why hadn't she been called but then the reality of her new position in the world slapped her hard in the face. "Is it the same as the others, energy drain?" She checked the most important fact. "What time was the murder?"
"They didn't have a confirmed time of death by the time Dyson contacted me." Trick explained the information he did have. "He couldn't tell me much, other than the victim was female, human, drained." He gave Lauren the basic information he did know. "They will be coming for Bo." He added his voice solemn.
"Okay." Lauren closed her eyes trying to think for a moment. "I'll try to make her as prepared as I can for when they get here. Trick..." She hesitated taking a breath. "Whatever is happening, if it is Bo, she's not doing it voluntarily, it has to be the residual effect of the blood bonding."
"So Bo wasn't with you yesterday?" The heaviness of Trick's voice was obvious at Lauren's revelation.
"She was with me almost entirely the whole day. There is only a small window when we were all looking for Kenzi, and another in the evening, less than a hour..." Lauren realized that almost as her subconscious had hoped the bartender had caught onto her slip. "I was at the clubhouse and she came in bad shape. Dislocated shoulder, lacerations, blunt force trauma to her forehead and cheek... all she could say was she'd been in a fight but the time frame will be more than enough for Tamsin to find her guilty regardless of the circumstances." Her voice was low suddenly. "You want to protect her from anything, don't you Trick?"
"I want her to get help if she needs it." Trick didn't answer the blonde's question directly.
"That's not what I asked." Lauren shook her head even though she was on the phone. "They won't help her, they will try her, bind her, kill her or put her in a dark hole where she can feed off nothing until she is weak enough to kill. Are you going to help me protect her or do I just hang up and do what I have to do?"
"With respect Lauren you do not know what my granddaughter needs, right now no one does." Trick countered. "That you even consider the fact that she may have done these things makes me worry more than you know." He added seriously.
"I don't believe Bo murdered these people Trick, but I do believe that whatever is going on the evidence is making the Fae believe she has, and I know as soon as Tamsin has the evidence she needs there will be no way to save Bo from their condemnation." The blonde tried to refocus him. "All I need is a straight answer Trick, are you going to help me protect her or are you going to abandon her to face their fears?"
"I will not abandon my granddaughter, what can I do?" He asked of the doctor.
"I don't know yet, we need information about what they've found out, what they know, any files you can get would be helpful. The only three people that know about Bo being unaccounted for, are you, me and Kenzi. I will talk to Kenzi, make sure her alibi is tight at least it will help Dyson delay Tamsin." She realized as she spoke that she was 'assuming' the wolf would help Bo, even after the recent revelations about her relationship with the brunette, but almost immediately her own inner mind reminded her it was the wolf who had tipped off Trick. She had to trust his love for Bo was still strong enough to want to protect her, even if his mate was now bound to another. "Any information, as soon as you can." She repeated and hung up the phone.
Abandoning any idea of a drink, she headed towards Kenzi's room. She knew the younger woman wouldn't be happy about being awoken so early but considering the seriousness of the situation, she knew it would be forgiven.
-x-
Bo turned over and reached out her arm to stroke her hand over Lauren's body, only to find nothing but cotton within her reaching. With a groan of discontent she opened her eyes and eased to sit up, easily discovering the fact that she was most definitely alone in the room, the blonde's side of the bed not only empty but cold. Rubbing her hand on her forehead somewhat sleepily the succubus eased out of the bed and then with a broad smile noticed something. Beside the bed on a chair, laid out neatly, obviously meant to be put on by the succubus when she woke up, was a grey pair of jogging pants and a well worn navy hooded sweater, the front of which was emblazoned with the letter in grey.
Bo took no time at all pulling on the outfit that Lauren had obviously thought about from the night before and taken the time to dig out of a closet somewhere.
"So whatd'ya think?" Bo jogged lightly down the stairs, not really expecting to find both Lauren and Kenzi already up and sitting at the small island drinking coffee. A check on the bedside clock had told the succubus it was only eight, still way early for her best friend's usual morning wake-up schedule.
"Like... you are so totally fine." Kenzi bopped her head from side to side with a bright grin.
"Dreamy." Lauren winked at her, taking a moment to appraise the brunette and commit the image to memory. She knew now that if Bo had been her girlfriend in university she might never have kept the scholarship that had put at Yale in the first place.
"It's a nice fit." Bo moved over to grab a mug and helped herself to a coffee. "So what did I miss?" She looked between the two most important women in her life still beaming. "Kenzi is never out of bed this early unless something is going on or there is food and I don't smell food."
"Sit down Co-ed Bo-Bo." Kenzi used her foot to sweep out a stood for her best friend and the brunette moved over but didn't sit down.
"Bo, we don't know anything yet but..." Lauren's frown was obvious. "Dyson sent word through Trick, there's been another murder." She spoke the words softly.
"When?" Bo's smile vanished instantly as she sat down heavily.
"The story hit the news just after nine, Caucasian woman in her thirties, some witnesses heard a disturbance in an alley and they called the cops." Kenzi filled in the skeletal information she'd been able to pick up off the internet. "Not many details yet, the news says the cops are having a press conference around 10 this morning."
"A human?" Bo glanced from Kenzi to Lauren.
"Yes, but Dyson confirmed to Trick it was an energy drain killing." Lauren knew that Bo would want all the details she could have, even if there were precious few of them.
"So we thought it was best if we were all up and going about our daily lives when Dyson and the 'Vag with a Badge' comes to put the heavy on." Kenzi smiled, her facial swelling having calmed down though it was still clear she'd been in a recent fight.
Bo put her mug down on the small island as the news settled in her mind.
"Yeah, that's a good idea." She said though it was obvious from her tone that she was more than distracted. "Have we heard from Dyson?" She checked looking more at Lauren than her best friend.
"No, my hypothesis is that Tamsin is keeping a close eye on him." Lauren gave the wolf the vote of confidence. "Bo... we know you didn't do this." She reached out and put her hand on the brunette's. "Think about it..." She could see the flash of disbelief on the brunette's face at her own guilt. "When you came into the clubhouse last night, there is no way one human woman could have done that too you, the fight you picked, it wasn't with her." She assured her gently.
"Doesn't mean I didn't kill this poor woman before that." Bo's voice was empty, her look haunted as she glanced at Kenzi, she had been going to have this talk without her best friend present but as Lauren had started it she just let it happen. "Think about it, I drain some poor woman then go on a crazy power high looking for trouble?" She offered the option of what could happened.
"Um I know this is a you and you moment but..." Kenzi gave her a soft smile. "Bo, why would you go out for greasy random take out when you had lobster tail at home?" She motioned with her head to Lauren.
"You didn't kill her Bo, I know that even if you don't." Lauren tried to hold brown eyes. "Now when the detectives get here, you and I left here together last night. We went down to the Lakeshore, walked near the water's edge, there was hardly anyone with the cold weather, just some joggers and dog walkers. There was a little lab puppy playing with a red frisbee..." She didn't know why she put forward the mundane detail. "When we got cold we went back to the clubhouse and made love, then we came back to have dinner with Kenzi and Ozzie." She outlined the step by step alibi.
"Kenzi, I need to talk to Lauren." Bo looked at her best friend for a moment.
With a slight frown the younger woman picked up her coffee and slipped off her stool.
"Okay, but as well as talking to her, listen to her okay Bo-Bo." Kenzi backed up a little, heading towards the stairs. "Because sometimes you need other people to do the thinking when you get spooked. You didn't do this Bo, any of this and if you can't trust yourself, trust the people who know you best." She outlined as she pulled herself up the stairs.
"She's right, trust us." Lauren stepped closer to her lover as Kenzi moved out of view upstairs.
"If you lie for me and they find out..." Bo reached for the blonde's hand shaking her head. "Maybe it's best if they..." She stopped and looked down away from brown eyes.
"No." Lauren's voice held a firm conviction as her hand came up to guide Bo's face so she would have to look at her gently. "I will do a lot more than lie if I had too, but Bo you didn't kill her, you didn't murder the elder or his servants and I will not let you be punished for something you didn't do." Her tone and facial expression didn't wavier from one of complete trust. "But no more disappearing acts okay? If I'm always with you then you don't have to doubt yourself again."
"If I didn't do this Lauren, who did?" The succubus put her hand over Lauren's her eyes closing slowly. "Is there another succubus out there? My mother? Someone new we don't know about?" She opened her eyes and looked at the blonde. "And why are they trying so hard to make it look like it is me?" She added with a soft sigh.
"I don't know the answers to those questions, but I promise Bo we will find out, who and why." Lauren gave her the best assurances she could under the circumstances. "Whoever it is has to have been shadowing your movements, knows when you were 'unaccounted' for in order to know you shouldn't have an alibi. Trick is trying to get me the case documents on the latest death, perhaps there is something in there to give us a clue."
"What if I did do it?" Bo's voice went quiet as she looked at Lauren. "What if the nightmare is my brains way of telling me I am killing people, the bodies in it, piling up on top of me, suffocating me..." Bo's face crumpled into a distraught frown.
"Bo..." Lauren pulled her closer. "Even if I thought you had done this, something is wrong with your powers, you're out of balance because of the blood bonding and if I had to I would find a way to balance it again. I will do anything to help you, anything." She vowed seeing the way the brunette searched for something to hold on too. "You said in your nightmare, you saw the Drumner clearly, but have you seen any of the others?"
"No." Bo admitted shaking her head. "They didn't really have faces, not that were turned to me, or recognizable." She added. "But what do you mean wrong with my powers?" She added with a hard frown. "Things can go wrong with Fae and their powers? We can what, malfunction?" The look on Bo's face was close to horrified.
"First I am not saying that this is what is happening to you." Lauren reached up running her thumb over Bo's cheek wishing she could say something to completely eliminate the frown. "But yes, Fae can experience malfunctions." She used the word knowing it wasn't accurate but it was sufficient. "It can be biological, due to age, due to exposure to other elements, and sometimes due to a sudden enlargement of their power base. But I seriously don't think that can be happening to you Bo... for one, everything we went through, have become, wouldn't have worked if you were 'wrong'." She used the succubus' other word for it.
"Why wouldn't it?" Bo shook her head not accepting the blonde's summary. "Nothing in the books suggested I had to be good, or working right for you to be my resonant, I just mess you up too." The succubus pulled away from the blonde and walked into the kitchen.
Lauren watched her pull away and felt the distinct ache of distance between them immediately.
"Because I know what I felt Bo, what I experienced, and nothing in those books, no matter how wise or how old they are, knew anything about what it was actually like." Lauren stayed where she was but her eyes followed the brunette's every move. "When I punctured your artery, felt you bleeding out in my arms..." She didn't even feel a build up to the sudden sob her body made, even before the tears building up in her eyes could fall. "When I pushed chi back into you to heal you... do you know what I felt Bo? Love... that's all, just love. You're not a monster." She put her hand on the counter-top. "I've seen so deep inside you now... I know."
Bo's reply was lost as a hard sharp knock on the front door made both women turn to stare at it.
Lauren quickly wiped at her face and took a couple of breaths to centre herself.
"Remember what we discussed, please." She made one last plea to the succubus and then slowly moved over to the door. She opened it up slowly, purposely putting a smile on her face as she did so as if there wasn't anything unexpected about the knock. "Dyson... Tamsin..." She morphed into a look of surprise. "Come in, is something wrong?" She stepped back out of the way for them to enter.
Dyson nodded to the blonde and looked over to Bo who was moving back from the kitchen to the stools as he walked slowly in. The blonde detective just took long strides into the doctors apartment her eyes solely on Bo.
"Sorry to call on you so early." Dyson began glancing back at Lauren.
"Must be important, coffee?" Bo stopped her approach to the island.
"Well this is very domestic." The Valkyrie stopped at the couch watching as the succubus took two mugs from the cupboard and waited for their response. "Not as mystical as I expected from the resonant and her succubus if I was honest." She rolled her eyes as she looked to Lauren.
"Well I assure you we are not sorry to disappoint you." Bo gave her a quick sarcastic smile, hating the way the blonde detective tried to immediately focus on the doctor.
"No coffee." Dyson shook his head, his face stoic as always. "We need to talk to you about where you were yesterday?"
"This again?" Kenzi rolled her eyes, announcing that she was coming downstairs having heard the loud knock and knowing what it must be.. "Do you just want me to text you every time she moves? Isn't this considered police harassment?"
"I can arrange it for her to wear a pretty little anklet if you like." Tamsin glowered at Kenzi as she looked at young human. "Would save us a lot of time."
"You know where I was most of the day Dyson, I was with you, we were looking for Kenzi." Bo looked at the wolf turning away from the coffee maker. "When Lauren called that she was safe we came back here, spent most of the night here, the only time we weren't here..." She paused as if thinking. "Was when Lauren and I went for a walk." She glanced briefly at her lover. "I wanted to get some fresh air so Lauren suggested a stroll by the lake." She looked at Dyson. "From there we briefly went back to the club house..." She glanced at Tamsin. "You don't need to know in detail what we did." She said to her pointedly. "Then we came back here with dinner." She walked back over to the small island. "Do I get to ask why now?" She looked between Tamsin and Dyson expectantly.
"Isn't that convenient? So what you're love toy here will certainly tell me is that you were with her between 8-10pm last night and not anywhere near Yonge and Duncan?" Tamsin gave a visibly dismissive shake of her head. "Think there is anyone else who can confirm your alibi? Anyone you saw, talked too, buy a hot dog perhaps?"
"It is really important if there is anyone else who can validate your claims." Dyson looked between both Lauren and Bo. "There has been another murder, with your signature."
"Wow Bo-Bo you really got to stop signing dead bodies babe." Kenzi shook her head as she muscled past Tamsin to get her coffee mug from off the island. "Don't you two have anything better to do at eight thirty in the morning than come here and bug us? A call would have clarified all you've just asked without all the unnecessary cold stares." She sat herself down heavily on a stool.
"Who was murdered?" Lauren, who had been relatively silent, sat down on a stool looking the most upset about the news of another death. "Have they been identified?"
"Sandra Lume, 32 years old, single mother of two." Tamsin looked at Lauren as she revealed the details.
"Fae?" Lauren asked the short follow up question.
"No, human." Dyson interjected not particularly wanting just Tamsin to be the information sharer.
"You think I killed a random human now?" Bo showed her displeasure with the idea, not having to act this part at all.
"Actually she's not that random." Tamsin walked to the island and tossed a photograph onto the island, this one of a healthy Sandra Lume, dressed casually in jeans and a sweater playing with a small child in a garden. Her resemblance to Lauren rather striking.
All three of the women there looked at the picture, the fact that she did look so very much like Lauren making each of them react. Lauren turned away, a haunted look crossing her face. Kenzi leaned in closer, almost shocked to see that there was another 'Dr. Hotpants-ish' woman in the city but Bo stopped her scrutiny when the succubus picked up the photo.
"I'm sorry but I've never seen this woman before in my life, let alone killed her." Bo shook her head and walked to hand the photo back to Tamsin. "And though I know you won't listen, if I was a homicidal succubus I wouldn't kill someone who looked like Lauren, I couldn't." She gave a soft head shake.
"Bo." Dyson looked at the succubus for a moment. "We'd like permission to take a sample of your DNA."
"Oh no!" It was Kenzi who stood up and moved over pushing Bo back a little. "I've watched enough cop shows and court shows and any law show you can mention to know, you my muscular and hairy friend need a warrant for that. Who knows what the light..." She looked then at Tamsin. "Or the Dark, will do with it once they have my friend's very rare biological property."
"Why would you want Bo's DNA?" Lauren frowned at Dyson. "The elder's estate was a completely clean scene, was this scene different?" The blonde pushed for details.
"Sorry Doctor, details like that are only for those directly involved in the investigation which you in your new..." Tamsin paused. "Role." She summed up with a soft smirk. "Aren't..." She snatched the photo out of Bo's grip. "So..." She continued looking back at Bo. "You were with your significant other the entire evening, never left her side, positively cocooned together." She arched her eyebrow.
"Wow, has it really been so long since you got some that you spend your time fantasizing about Bo and Lauren? Detective Perv much?" Kenzi kept her place between Bo and the blonde.
"Can we please stay on topic for a moment?" Lauren was the one to refocus the small group. "You say this woman was killed by an energy drain, but an energy drain kill wouldn't have by nature left any DNA evidence..." She looked at Dyson who in turn looked at Tamsin as if to say. 'I told you the doctor was too smart to play games with'.
"Fine, I'm just going to come back with a warrant and stick a swab in her mouth anyway." Tamsin gave a soft sneer to Bo before she locked eyes with the Doctor. "You're lover changed her signature, not only did she attack Mrs. Lume and drain all of her chi, she decided that wasn't enough this time." She let a silence break the air for a moment. "But like most rapists, you weren't careful enough." She looked back at Bo.
"Okay..." It was Kenzi again who spoke up. "Now I don't know what kind of an education you got on your fellow fae, but a succubus doesn't rape people, she doesn't need too. The only reason she did the sway on you without the jollies is because you pissed her off."
"Maybe Ms. Lume pissed her off as well." Tamsin looked at Kenzi with cold eyes.
"Please." It was Lauren that asked for the two women to stop bickering. "Are you saying that this latest victim was sexual assaulted in a violent way?" She looked at Dyson.
The wolf nodded and despite the looks he was getting from the Valkyrie he moved closer to the blonde and pulled out some crime scene photographs for her to look at. Lauren frowned as she glanced at the pictures, looking closer at the ones of the body.
"Even if she hadn't have been with me I could tell you without a shadow of a doubt this wasn't Bo." Lauren shook her head as she slipped the photographs back onto the island in front of her. The words receiving and instant eye roll from Tamsin. "In fact I can tell you this wasn't an incubus or a succubus."
"What do you mean?" Dyson shot the blonde detective a warning look and questioned Lauren, if the truth was known he'd been a little desperate to show the pictures to the blonde for the same reason that Hale had officially put her on 'vacation'.
"Succubi and Incubi thrive on sexual energy and arousal..." Lauren looked at Dyson. "It encourages feeding, it stimulates hunger, there is nothing arousing about rape." The blonde pointed out. "That's why succubi thrall their unwilling victims, their prey have to enjoy their allure, else they become inedible. Without arousal, there is no sexual energy and no feeding." The blonde continued as she glanced at the photographs. "Whoever, whatever did this, it wasn't an incubus or succubus, it couldn't have been."
Dyson immediately looked at his partner, trying to judge her reaction and whether or not the Valkyrie would be satisfied.
"I don't care about definitions of should or shouldn't..." Tamsin shook her head trying to ignore the information. "She sent me into a river without any of those good feelings, we don't know what she's capable of... she's not a typical succubus, she's a Queen." She laid the seemingly last card she had to play on the table. "If you're so sure it wasn't her... give us the sample, it will clear you in hours." She baited the succubus.
Bo's eyes shifted to Lauren, almost trying to decide if she should or shouldn't.
"Dyson, I need you to petition the Ash." Lauren looked at the wolf, her tone confident. "The only way we will allow Bo's DNA to be sampled is if I do the sample and run the comparison tests." She looked at Tamsin. "I will agree to constant supervision so that the results are verifiable, but this is the offer. The unaligned are not going to participate in a witch hunt where guilt has already been decided when clearly the kill is not compatible."
"I underestimated you Dr. Lewis." Tamsin looked at Lauren for a moment not giving Dyson the opportunity to answer the doctor's request. "Being with the Fae for as long as you have has taught you a lot."
"Underestimating me is something Fae often do." Lauren gave her an unreadable look. "We will wait for the Ash's response."
Dyson nodded and collected up the photographs.
"Yale?" Tamsin arched her eyebrow as she backed up a little her eyes on Bo. "What was your major?"
Bo just stared at her and didn't give her a response.
"Tamsin, we should go." Dyson pointed out to his partner moving towards the door. "Don't make any sudden travel plans." He eyeballed each of them in turn.
"Damn and I had heard Jamaica was great this time of year." Kenzi rolled her eyes at him. "Try finding the real bad guy." She called a little louder as the pair of them reached the door.
-x-
Hale eyed Dyson, who stood across from his desk, and considered the request that was before him.
"I know the Doc is probably mostly trying to buy time but is it wise for me to allow this? If we run the test and it comes back as a match for Bo..." He left the open ended conclusion for Dyson to fill in.
"Lauren seems more than confident that it won't." The wolf replied with a hard sigh as he looked at the Siren. "She is convinced that it's not even a genus compatible kill." He added. "And the more I listen to her..." He paused his hands gripping the back of the chair that he stood behind. "The more I think we're being played, and I don't mean by Lauren." He made sure the Ash understood. "I think someone wants Bo out of the picture."
"To eliminate the Garuda Slayer." Hale gave a nod and a soft sigh clearly able to see how advantageous this could be. "Would mean any future actions you wished to take wouldn't have her poking around with all the leeway being unaligned gives her." He nodded again. "I've gone over the case files that you submitted, even read through the information that Tamsin included to convince me, and I think you're right partner." He got out of his chair and moved around the desk to stand next to Dyson. "We're all being played. There is no way Bo has gone from nearly killing a Dark Fae, to slaughtering a Light Fae Elder household, to now raping and killing this woman." He held the wolf's eyes. "We've all seen the girl in action, this isn't her style, if she was unbalanced enough to go after an Elder she'd already be sitting in my chair while the Morrigan and I tap dance for her amusement." He moved around to his desk again and reached into his desk. "I would have sent this earlier but you're the only one I truly trust." He pulled out a small storage stick and held it out to the wolf. "Lauren needs this before she does this test, I'll delay a few hours on my decision to allow it, delay a little more if we need time 'securing' my lab. If you can't get it to her directly because of your new partner, move it through Trick. He needs to review it all as well, see if his brain picks up something else we're missing." He sat down again. "A revenge plot against the Succubus cannot be allowed to damage the peace parley that the combined elders have agreed too."
"I don't envy the political games you now have to juggle." Dyson was honest. "The other problem is we have been so focused on Bo for this..." He frowned knowing exactly the Siren would know what a detriment this meant for the case as a whole.
"There could be a lot of evidence that's been lost." Hale nodded that he understood. "And Dyson, there is no guarantee the Valkyrie has nothing to do with this. I know she's been taken into confidence to a certain extent, but this might be her playing along, to get to the real goal if she understands one Fae can't take Bo down."
Dyson nodded and let out a tight breath.
"It was simpler in the old days." He said with a shake of his head. "At least we can relax from the idea that Bo is out of control and randomly hurting people and Fae." He backed up a little. "I didn't want it to be and I didn't want to think it could be but..." He frowned slightly. "After the blood bonding with the Garuda, Trick mentioned to me that Bo's might experience a shift in her powers that she may have some difficulty understanding and perhaps even controlling." He revealed to his old friend something the Blood King had revealed to him in secret just after the Garuda slaying.
"I know what you mean, I didn't want to think it was her either but... for awhile it looked like the only answer." Hale nodded that he understood. "The truth is we still don't know what effect that event or finding her Resonance will have on her but she doesn't deserve to be condemned for crimes she hasn't committed. Get things in motion and stay in touch."
"As is your will Sir." Dyson said with a smile and a respectful nod before slipping out of the room.
-x-
"You know that brain of yours, it's pretty useful." Kenzi looked over her shoulder at Lauren who was sitting on the couch reading a particularly complicated looking 'Fae' book. The young woman herself was fixing a sandwich for everyone obviously having a fun time mixing and matching the many different cold meats that Lauren had to choose from in her fridge. Bo was up stairs having a shower at Lauren's suggestion, having complained of feeling slightly achy.
"Well it's nice to be useful occasionally, considering the skills I bring to an actual fight are minimal." Lauren reasoned giving the younger woman a soft smile. "At best I've managed to actually make them reconsider their conclusions and actually look at the facts they have with a logical and open mind." She went on. "Being on the outside of an investigation isn't what I'm used to and honestly..." She admitted in a lower tone. "It's not a feeling I like."
"You're doing a boat load of good where you are right now Doc." Kenzi glanced at the stairs before looking back at brown eyes. "Bo needs you, you're keeping her grounded and focused, I'm pretty sure if it wasn't for that story you had pre-packaged for her about yesterday she'd have left herself open for Tamsin the Terrier to just latch herself on for the kill."
Lauren looked at the succubus' best friend for a long moment and then decided something important.
"That's because she's not convinced that she didn't do these terrible things Kenzi." The blonde made the admission in a whisper.
"What?" Kenzi just stared at the other woman a little slack jawed. "Bo-Bo actually..." She frowned and stared up at the floor above. "Why? Since you've helped her and with the injections..."
"Kenzi we've both seen the changes in her, we can't say we haven't." Lauren looked at Kenzi, her tone slightly clipped though still tender to the point of open discussion. "I saw it early, before the Garuda, the glimmer of the immense power she possesses, but since the blood bonding I think that instead of being locked away inside of her, that added power is something that at times, overwhelms her." The blonde offered her own hypothesis of what may be happening with the love of her life.
"But you said a succubus wouldn't rape someone, and I know she's never even heard of that old guy till the night of the murder." Kenzi felt a chill go down her spine. "No, I don't care how powerful she is, Bo wouldn't do these things." She shook her head. "I'm not denying what you said, she has been... different since the Garuda but she didn't do this."
"It's Bo we have to convince." Lauren said with a sigh. "That's one of the reasons I asked Dyson to get me the clearance for the DNA sampling, I need to prove to Bo that she didn't do this and as much as she trust me she knows I believe in science above, well most things."
"You are so smart." Kenzi walked over and actually gripped the sides of Lauren's head lightly and kissed her on the top of blonde hair. "I love that brain." She moved back to her sandwich. "So what else can we do anything?"
"There is always something we can do..." Lauren looked a little uncertain at Kenzi's show of affection but then smiled a little more genuinely as the young brunette leaned back and picked the book off her knee.
"Please tell me it doesn't start with reading this?" Kenzi frowned as she held it up, not even having understood the long title.
"I was going to suggest finishing the sandwiches." Lauren shook her head and nodded back to the kitchen.
As Kenzi moved to pick up the mayonnaise there came a polite knock at the front door, making both women look up. Lauren put down her book and moved to the door, opening it and she didn't know really to be happy or unhappy to see who it was.
"Come in Trick." Lauren stepped out of the doorway to let the small man make his way in, noting that he was carrying a leather briefcase on top of his normal cane.
"Trickster, please tell me you have a portable bar in that case." Kenzi grinned at him. "Wanna sandwich?"
"For once I will go against my better judgement and say yes." The Blood King actually smiled back at Kenzi as he and Lauren backed up a little toward the blonde's coffee table. "And no it's not my portable bar, that's the metal case not the leather one." He continued the jovial banter before he looked at Lauren and he frowned softly. "I have some things for you, from Hale." He lifted the case and rested it on the desk.
"Hale?" Lauren frowned back as she watched the Blood King snap open the briefcase.
"Yes, from the Ash." Trick gave her a soft smile as he lifted out a three thick envelopes. "I printed off everything he sent, I also have the memory device if that is easier." He held them out to the blonde. "The full case files for your eyes, he would appreciate any insight you have to share with him about who is the true perpetrator of these crimes is."
"Thank you." Lauren's smile conveyed most if not all of the relief she felt as she took the envelopes. "Do you know if any of the information I requested from the Morrigan is in here?" She added on the off chance.
"I believe there is quite few documents from the Dark included." Trick nodded. "I took the time to peruse the information and I brought some other material I thought would help."
"Things are looking up." Kenzi chided in with a grin as she continued to build sandwiches for them all.
"Looking outside of the succubus genus, I've narrowed it down to two underfae who could be being used for this purpose... my primary choice is the Benease." Trick continued to pull things out of the briefcase including a book that he opened to show a picture of his choice.
"Alien face hugger." Kenzi had wandered over to bring Lauren her sandwich and looked at the picture. "I mean I know that's not accurate but... and you haven't seen the movie..." She sighed seeing Trick's face and went back to the kitchen.
"You are partially right Kenzi." Lauren picked up the book. "The Benease is attached to the face of the victim, inserts a probosces like appendage down the throat and drains the victim of all life energy. But these fae are usually only confined to certain cave systems deep in the Andes, and they wouldn't be able to survive out of a high sulphuric environment for long."
"Exactly, if it is a Benease then someone is caring for it and transporting it to the victims." Trick agreed with her immediately.
"I thought I heard my grandfather." Bo's voice came from the stairs as with her hair still wet, but dressed again in Lauren's Yale hoody, the succubus walked slowly down to join everyone in the front room. "What am I missing?" She asked naturally moving to Lauren's side and sliding her arm around the blonde's back.
"Hale sent the case files over for us to work, and we have a hypothesis of what someone might be using to frame you." Lauren turned into the comfort, taking a soft breath in as again she noticed how more relaxed her body naturally became when Bo was close to her now. She'd always felt it but since the ritual it was something undeniable.
"Alien face hugger." Kenzi filled in moving over to put a plate next to the one Lauren had put on the coffee table with her sandwich. "For vu Succutastic bestie."
"Thank you." Bo gave Kenzi a bright smile. "They're using an alien?" She asked looking at Trick as she immediately picked lettuce out of the side of the sandwich.
"The definition is accurate to some extent." It was Lauren who nodded with a smile. "It's an underfae." She went on turning to look at her lover. "An underfae that I need to read up on a little more, but one that we both think is worth checking up on." She added. "Though the down side of it is I have a lot of paperwork to read through." She nodded to the three thick folders on the table top.
"Thank you for bringing this over." Bo looked at Trick with a smile and then moved away from Lauren and took her sandwich to the kitchen island moving up to sit on a stool she watched as Kenzi put the finishing touches an her grandfather's.
"Dyson would have but Tamsin..." Trick moved over along side her, trying to begin an explanation for the wolf not delivering the files himself.
"Has his balls." Kenzi summed up turning around presenting the Blood King with his sandwich. She had made a little 'Blood King' on the side of the plate out of ketchup.
"Thank you." Trick said simply. "Dyson is doing his best to work within this." He had to stand up a little for the wolf.
"It's okay, I know he tipped you off to help prepare us." Bo assured him as Kenzi sat down beside her, and with a nod the older man moved back to begin combing through the case files with the Doctor. "So... how's the face Tyson?" She gave a soft frown to her best friend.
"I'd like to say Ziggy was worth it but..." Kenzi gave a soft grumpy frown. "It really just showed to me I've lost it." The younger brunette shook her head. "Living with you Bo-Bo, it's got me used to the soft life." She gave her best friend the brightest smile she could.
"Lost it? Never, after all you've still got Ziggy even after a mean right hook." Bo gave her a soft smile. "Have you..." She glanced to the couch where both Lauren and her grandfather were deep into the files and seemingly had blocked out the rest of the world. "Talked to your friend?" She had had one quarter of her sandwich in her hand and nervously she took a large bite of it, one so big she started having trouble chewing it.
"No." Kenzi shook her head as she picked at her own snack, which wasn't so much of a sandwich as everything that made up one just dumped on a plate. "I guess I should at least call right?" She glanced at Bo with an uneven look. "Though what am I going to say." She rolled her eyes.
"Well..." Bo finally managed to swallow down the lump of sandwich. "How about we had a leak of some gas at the clubhouse, made us all crazy?" She offered the rather lame option.
"Sex gas?" Kenzi gave Bo the 'eye ball'.
"Maybe she'll just be willing to chalk it up as a one off." Bo questioned softly. "Kenzi, I am so sorry that you're in this position. I know how much you wanted things to be low key with your friends, no fae, and I... fucked it up."
"Well technically I did the fucking." Kenzi actually laughed and gave Bo another quick eye roll. "I dunno Bo, it might be for the best you know." She gave a sigh. "Ozzie's gonna always be there for me but as for the rest of the gang..." She paused. "You and the Doc might be all the trouble I can handle you know."
"For the record, this is the best threesome I could ever think about or want." Bo reached and put her hand on Kenzi's. "Though even if you can't explain it to her, it might make it sit easier with you if you talk to her."
"Well right now it couldn't sit worse." Kenzi admitted with a sigh. "Especially as one of the last bit of conversation I actually remember having with her was her telling me how not gay she was." The younger woman groaned. "I should so do this shouldn't I? Hell, she still has the beast." She made the quick reference to Bo's car.
"You don't have to do it right away." Bo tried to beg the fact off but in reality she knew leaving it was probably only going to make it harder. "But... you do whatever you need to do, I promise... staying right here with Lauren and Trick." She motioned to them. "I don't want to complicate this already.. insane scenario and every time I seem to be alone, people die." She frowned hard.
"You know that someone is totally framing you up, right babe?" Kenzi quickly pointed out.
"I... I wish I was as sure as you are." Bo held blue eyes with her own. "As Lauren was... if I did do these things, I'm sorry in advance for screwing up everything."
"Hey that's as Lauren IS not was." Kenzi reached out and slapped Bo's arm lightly. "And you didn't do them so you don't have to apologize." She rubbed over the place she had just slapped and then nodded over to where Lauren and Trick were just sharing opinions over something the Blood King had just pointed to in one of the reports. "You know you really couldn't have made a better choice for a granddaughter-in-law as far as the brain department goes for Poppa T." She made the soft joke as she nudged her bestie.
Trick looked up and gave both of them a soft smile before looking back to the book.
"And I couldn't have made a better choice for a best friend." Bo leaned and put one arm around the smaller woman. "Ever."
-x-
Medi cursed softly as she put too much torque on the spanner she was twisting and sent it spinning into the pile of tools by lying by her side in a pile, with a hard sigh she laid back fully on the slide board she was resting on underneath the Camaro and twisted the snake light she was using to a better angle.
A pair of designer high heeled boots suddenly appeared at the side of the car, bending down to pick up the wayward tool.
"I think you lost this." Kenzi's unmistakable voice called out to the woman on the board.
After what seemed like a long moment, slightly squeaky wheels brought the flat board out from under the yellow car and the buff mechanic sat up on it.
"Hi." Kenzi made a little wave with her hand.
"Hi." Medi somewhat awkwardly returned the greeting. "She's not quite ready, I'm waiting on a couple of parts..." She motioned to the car. "In case you were checking up." The pink haired young woman smoothly got up off the floor and stood up.
"I actually came by hoping we could talk." Kenzi admitted looking around to see various members of the crew working on other things. "In private?" She questioned wanting to not do this in front of anyone, specifically for Medi's sake.
"The office private or somewhere else private?" Medi asked not giving anything away with her tone or her words.
"As private as you think it should be." Kenzi offered with a look of compliance to whatever she chose, after all she'd already accepted that if she had to be the bad guy in this, she would be, for Medi's sake. After all Medina hadn't asked to be screwed up in all of the Fae crap she was, the mechanic hadn't signed on willingly and openly knowing Bo was a Succubus.
"Kenzi and I are going to grab coffees put your orders in now." Medi called out as she walked over towards the large sink at the back of the garage. "If you wouldn't mind jotting down what everyone wants." She handed Kenzi a small note pad out of the front pocket of her overalls.
"No problem." Kenzi took it from her and dutifully wrote down all of the called out order, giving the mechanic just enough time to wash up a bit and together they headed to the jeep.
Kenzi had handed her the keys, getting into the passenger seat and giving Medi the option to take them wherever she wanted. She really wasn't surprised when they drove less than five minutes in silence before pulling into a fairly empty truck parking lot behind a warehouse.
The lump in her throat got bigger when Medi slowly turned off the car and just seemed to stare at the steering wheel.
"I'm not exactly sure where to start." Kenzi was honest as she took off her seat belt and turned in her seat.
"There's a get together going down on Friday if you, Bo and her friend want to come." Medi offered a way to break the silence. "But I'm guessing that's not the way to start." She glanced quickly at Kenzi pushing her hair through her spiked up hair.
"Actually it's a great way to start, tells me that you don't hate me." Kenzi gave a soft shy smile.
"I don't." Medi breathed out shaking her head slightly. "A little confused maybe." She added honestly.
"Me too." Kenzi had decided once she managed to swallow down the lump in her throat she should just try to stick with as much as the truth as she could. She had been looking at her hands but came up to catch brown eyes. "I... I'm not sure I can explain what happened to us but..."
"Happened to us?" Medi laughed softly. "Kenzi you make it sound like we barely made it out of a war zone." The pink haired mechanic actually smiled. "Was it that bad?"
"NO!" Kenzi's immediately answer held a high inflection and wide expression. "No..." She softened her tone, turning more in the small seat to be able to scrunch her legs into the area with the gear shift. "Really, no." She put her hand on Medi's leg and took a soft breath. "You were... wonderful but..." She took another breath. "I do remember the bit where you tried to tell me you weren't into girls."
"Yes." Medi nodded and then took a breath. "Look we can make this not a problem, it can never have happened, if that's what you want." She offered looking at Kenzi.
"But it did happen." Kenzi said the words, not really editing herself the emotional stress right now making her feel so out of her depth. She was so distracted in fact she hadn't taken her hand off Medi's leg. "And I don't want you to think this has anything to do with you."
"Well from a self esteem point of view at least a part of me was hoping it had a lot to do with me." The mechanic gave another smile.
"You shouldn't have any self esteem issues... you're gorgeous... and clearly hot... and well I think we both know what that night was like." Kenzi didn't even realize a blush had risen at the tops of her cheeks.
"But you don't want word getting around that we slept together." Medi offered her the out. "I get it..."
"No." Kenzi shook her head. "Why would I be ashamed for anyone to know we slept together? I just... I don't want to complicate your life... with the craziness that is my life. I wanted to play this however you wanted to play this."
"Kenzi I'm confused." Medina shook her head honestly. "After what happened I didn't hear from you, then I heard from Oz you took off." Light brown eyes looked across at blue ones. "And now you're here. That's all rather confusing for a girl, like me, who doesn't 'do' relationships." She tried to point out her view point. "I know what happened was..." She paused. "Crazy, as in it was so intense and." She blew up into her hair. "And if I hurt you I'm sorry..."
"You didn't hurt me and you have nothing, I mean nothing to be sorry for." Kenzi reassured her instantly. "Yesterday... really shit just got crazy with Bo, old problem, it wasn't you." She shook her head and realized right now she wasn't sure what to say, how to frame anything. All she did know was that she didn't want Medi thinking it was her, in any way, but it was becoming more and more clear that might not be possible.
"Okay." Medi nodded. "So we just, move on." The young mechanic offered making herself swallow.
"Why don't you do relationships?" Kenzi hadn't realized how loaded the question would sound but the inquisitive part of her mind just wouldn't stop replaying the words.
"It's complicated Kenzi." Medi frowned slightly. "But the good side is that I do friendships." She tried to even out her look. She reached out and meant to put her hand on top of the brunette's but instead managed a sliding motion across Kenzi's hand, making it a far more emotive and erotic move that she had intended. She pulled her hand back the move obvious after the brief contact. "Sorry, I don't know why I..."
Suddenly the windshield wipers started to go back and forth rapidly for a few passes, despite the fact the jeep was turned off. That the odd occurrence happened as Kenzi was trying to explain to herself why the touch had made her stomach do a roll.
"Damn there must be an issue with the electrics, did Bo mention anything?" Medi took the opportunity the wipers afforded her and turned placing both hands on the steering wheel.
"No, we haven't had any trouble with it." Kenzi shook her head, looking out the front window and when she looked back her eyes fell on Medi's hands. That even though they were holding the steering wheel were clearly shaking. "You're shaking." Her voice was a whisper as she put her hand up and covered one of the mechanic's.
"Yeah." Medi admitted the obvious truth there was after all little point in denying the obvious. "If I'm honest I've been psyching myself out about seeing you ever since I bailed." She admitted pulling her hands of the wheel, slipping the one Kenzi was touching out from under the touch. She wiped them on her thighs. "Because there are things I want to tell you." She looked out of the windshield.
"You can tell me anything." Kenzi reassured her. "After..." She didn't want to use a stupid phrase like she had before so she just left it open to the obvious. "I promise, it's between you and me."
"I lost my entire family when I was fourteen." Medi wiped her hands on the overalls covering her thighs again. "They were burned to death in a fire." She cleared the lump that had formed in her throat. "I escaped, badly burned...You probably don't remember seeing the scars..." She bit the inside of her mouth uncomfortably at the words. "It wasn't an accident Kenzi." The young mechanic glanced at the brunette for the first time. "My family were wiped out for a reason, I wasn't meant to survive, I had to become a nobody to be somebody." The deep silence that had filled the jeep when Medi took a paused in her explanation was broken when suddenly the windshield wipers burst into life again, flashing furiously across the glass, in such a frenzy in fact that the right one broke off at the base and went flying off the jeep, bouncing at an acute angle off the hood.
"Medi..." Kenzi, who for the brief explanation had sat there showing her shock and horror at the revelation, had jumped at the noise and watched the event with wide eyes. "What..." She felt her brain running on overdrive, suddenly remembering how the toaster and whiskey had turned itself over on the counter at the clubhouse that night. "Am I missing?" She turned back to look at the mechanic.
"Missing?" Medi frowned shaking her head a hard frown etching on her brow. "What do you mean missing?"
Kenzi just pointed with her hand to where the windshield wiper arm was still sticking out oddly.
"Bad import?" The mechanic offered with a shrug. "Let's get coffee's and I'll drive you back..."
"No." Kenzi shook her head. "Okay forget that..." She didn't point again just looked at Medi. "What you just told me..." She took a breath the wash of fear and concern for the pink haired woman overwhelming her again. "Do you know why? Do you think you're still being chased?" Her brain started to formulate how she was going to have to get Dyson on this as soon as they figured out the Bo issue.
Medi let out a hard breath and then despite Kenzi's objections turned the key in the ignition.
"I shouldn't have told you." She tried to push the jeep into gear.
"No." Kenzi stuck her leg in the way so she couldn't adjust the gear stick. "You don't tell me something like that and then because of faulty equipment try to just act like you didn't say anything. You've been on the run since you were 14... have you ever told anyone this?" She asked the question her voice soft despite her physical effort to keep the gear shift in place.
"Not exactly." The muscular young woman shook her head. "People tend to give you that look they give people they think are crazy." She smiled subtly. "Right before they start backing away."
"I don't think you're crazy, not at all." Kenzi shook her head, swallowing as she saw the pain and haunted look in the mechanic's eyes. "I know crazy, and you're not it." She shook her hair again. "You are strong and beautiful..." She reached up when Medi's head had tried to look away to deny the words, her small hand settling around her chin to turn it back. "And I know." She whispered licking her lips. "Intimately."
A moment of suspended time seemed to occur as their eyes locked and somewhere inside Kenzi just relaxed, leaning forward to press her lips to the other woman's wanting so badly to soothe the pain she was being given the privilege to see.
-x-
Trick had stayed far longer than Bo had expected him too, but eventually he had left to return to the Dal for the evening rush. Not that that had meant Lauren had eased up on the reading or going through the photograph that filled the envelopes that the Blood King had delivered.
"Hey." The succubus eventually decided that her lover needed a break, especially considering the frown that had been increasing across her brow for the last half an hour. "Can a sexy co-ed distract you for a minute?" She moved over and leaned against the lab desk, playing with the cord that ran through the hood of the sweatshirt.
"What... yes." Lauren gave a soft smile realizing she'd been at this for along time and Bo had been, well as good as gold for Bo with nothing to do. She pushed off the couch and walked towards the brunette. "You like that hoodie don't you?" She smiled more reaching up to twist her finger in the other cord end.
"Is that a trick question?" Bo let go of her own cord and slid her arms around Lauren's waist. "Just the thought that this used to clothe your twenty something body." She made a guttural noise of appreciation. "I could do naughty, naughty things to this hoody."
"I'm not sure you'd have like me... my nickname was Brains." Lauren gave a soft laugh at the memory. "Not many other students appreciated my dedication to my studies."
"Did you ever just slip this on after a shower?" Bo asked her voice a whisper as she nuzzled her nose close to Lauren's ear. "With maybe just a tiny pair of white undies?"
"It may or may not have been my favourite study sweaters, which may or may not explain why I still have it." Lauren gave a shiver at the attention, tuning into how inactive her body had been while her mind had been racing through information. "And as you once teased me about, I do like white underwear."
"Hmmmm." Bo made a soft noise of arousal as she closed her lips around Lauren's earlobe. "So how many lucky Yale students got to enjoy my resonant?" She asked kissing around the sensitive area.
"You really want to know this?" Lauren's head arched to let her explore as she wished, and the slight noise she heard suggested just that. "Three..." She answered putting her arms more around Bo's body. "Two of which were in my first wild and crazy year."
"Ooo wild and crazy, I like the sound of wild and crazy Lauren." Bo teased softly. "All girls?" She checked beginning to graze her fingers up and down Lauren's back over her shirt.
"Yes, I told you already... prom was the last chance I gave the opposite sex." Lauren's body arched into the touch, flexing and moving to the tune Bo was setting.
"Not even one super sexy, oh so smart doctor type guy ever turned you on?" Bo teased with a brilliant grin.
"Only my science was turned on, not my body." Lauren teased back, moving her hands up into dark hair.
"Lucky, lucky me." Bo gave a low growl. "Oh God Lauren." She added. "Do you have any idea how much I want you, how much you..." She assaulted the blonde's neck again with a series of kisses. "Do to me with just a look, just a touch."
"Yes." Lauren's inflection on the word half agreed with Bo's statement and half expressed how much she wanted the brunette to be doing just what she was doing. "I do... I feel it inside Bo, just like you do."
"Can the investigation wait for an hour, maybe more?" The succubus asked her hands moving to the fastening at the front of Lauren's pants.
"An hour..." Lauren pulled Bo's head where she could press their lips together.
-x-
"Nuts, get down, Kenzi doesn't want you in her face." Medi reached out to try and catch hold of the small black and tan body that had just bounced up onto the bed and was heading for Kenzi's head. "Kenzi, just tell him no." She added, clutching the blue and black plaid sheet around her obviously naked upper body as she tried to wrestle the squirming dachshund out of the way.
"He's fine..." Kenzi was laid back against the mattress next to Medi's body, still breathing heavy as their bodies had only parted a few moments before, possibly the reason the dog had taken the chance of interrupting. She rested one hand on her naked stomach, holding up the other for exuberantly jumping dog. Nuts for his part was happily licking at Kenzi's hand.
"Really he's not." The pink haired mechanic shook her head and then carefully eased her hands around the struggling dog's body, plucked him off the bed and rested him back onto the carpeted floor. "Sorry." She leaned back onto the bed turning on her side to look at Kenzi, her eyes lingering on the brunette's body. She carefully lifted the dark plaid sheet up and covered the pale skin letting her fingers trail over Kenzi's collar and neck line just above where she let the sheet lie. "Don't get cold." She said, her voice soft.
"I don't think I could get cold anytime soon." Kenzi grinned, just knowing from the heat in her face she must be red. "Am I as red as you?" She moved her hand to rub her thumb over the other woman's cheek.
"I feel like I'm glowing." Medi chuckled. "You're more..." She paused, "Rosy?" She offered the word.
"Rosy." Kenzi repeated the word with a giggle. "Are you 100?"
"My brain fell out." Medi laughed resting her head on Kenzi shoulder as she let her hand trace down over Kenzi's body over the sheet, lingering on the subtle curves that the cotton hid before sliding up again, this time she stopped her hand covering Kenzi's left breast, not moving, just lightly resting over the sheet. "Everything okay?" She asked looking up into blue eyes.
"Yes." Kenzi closed her eyes as she felt the soft hand trace over her body, hating how she suddenly felt conflicted by the simple question. After all isn't this what she'd let happen with Nate? Played nice until she had to be the cold-hearted bitch? "Though..." She opened her eyes again. "What time is it?" The thoughts of Nate and the Fae made her suddenly remember the world was so askew right now disappearing acts were not good.
Medi somewhat reluctantly pulled her hand off Kenzi's body and rolled over to pick up the alarm clock that was on the side table by the bed.
"Six thirty." She read the red digits, groaning again when she was hit in the stomach by Nuts who had seen his mistresses movement as the green light for another attack on the bed.
"You don't remember hearing my phone at all do you?" Kenzi checked laughing as Medi had to put the dog on the floor again.
"You shouldn't be here." Medi laughed to herself in an almost unreadable tone.
"No, actually my bestie knows where I am, who I came to see, it wasn't a secret mission..." Kenzi rolled over towards her, wanting that truthful fact to be clear. "If she hasn't called then the case that may blow up hasn't, just yet."
"Do you need to go?" The muscular young woman asked her eyes watching Kenzi's face with the ghost of a smile on her features. "It's okay if you do, I know this wasn't exactly how you probably meant this talk to go."
"Medi... I didn't know how I wanted this talk to go... but..." She studied the other woman back with her eyes as much as she was being studied. "I know I don't want to go." She leaned in and kissed her again.
-x-
