AN: So sorry for how long it's been! I've had some personal issues to work through coupled with writer's block, but I believe I'm past that now.

When Bo woke, Lauren was still down for the count. Watching her, Bo recalled what Dyson had said when he'd found her.

"You love Lauren-,"

"Dys-,"

He held up his hand, stopping her. "I love you Bo, and I know that Lauren loves you too. That's enough for me. I'm here for you, both of you. If you need anything, if you need to feed, call me."

She snapped back to reality when she felt Lauren stirring in her arms.

"How are you feeling?"

"Better than I have in quite a while," Lauren replied, leaning up to kiss her.

"That's good," Bo muttered, returning her kiss. "Do you need to feed?"

"No, I'm good," Lauren replied without breaking the kiss, her hand moving to tangle in Bo's hair.

"Sure?"

"Very."

Breaking the kiss Bo continued. "Are you hungry?" She asked, losing her train of thought when Lauren started kissing down her neck. "Physically I mean?"

"Yes," Lauren replied, pushing Bo down so she was flat on her back before climbing on top.

"We should get you some food," Bo said, her resolve weak as Lauren's hand moved down her body.

"Not for food," Lauren replied, her mouth moving back up to find Bo's.

"Oh…You're not too tired?"

"Nope. You done resisting?"

"Yep," Bo replied, flipping Lauren underneath her.

"You sure?"

"Absolutely," Bo said, sucking Lauren's tongue into her mouth and shutting down all further conversation.

"Trick and I have looked at everything, and we've come to some conclusions," Lauren said softly, squeezing Bo's hand gently. "The Fae cells are attacking my human ones. My cells are dying. Sooner or later it will kill me."

"But we can do something, right?"

"There are three options," Trick answered, "the first is to give Lauren human blood transfusions which will negate the effects of the Fae cells. The second is to give her Fae blood transfusions which will do the opposite, and increase the rate at which her cell's break down. The third is to do nothing. Each option has its own risks, and consequences."

"The first option will preserve my health but, best case scenario, suppreses the baby's development. It will supress its Fae development which in turn will impact all later development," Lauren explained.

"You said that's the best possible outcome – what's the worst?" Bo asked.

"It could kill the baby," Lauren answered softly. Trick nodded an affirmation.

"What about the other options?"

"The second option does this to Lauren, eventually it will overrun her human cells," Trick answered.

"Then what? Does that mean she would be Fae?" Bo asked.

"That is one possibility," Trick answered.

"What's the other? Under Fae?"

"No. To become Under Fae one must first be Fae," Trick told her.

"Then what?" Bo asked.

"It could kill me," Lauren said quietly. Again Trick nodded.

"Absolutely not. We're not gambling with Lauren's life!" Bo exclaimed jumping out of her seat.

"Bo, please," Lauren said, putting her hand on Bo's arm.

"What about the third option?"

"The third option is almost guaranteed to result in both of their deaths," Trick replied.

"No, you can rule that one out right now, because it isn't going to happen," Bo said, turning to Lauren and meeting her eyes. "I'm not going to stand by and watch them both die," Bo said. Lauren squeezed her hands gently.

"No one expects you to," Lauren told her.

Turning back to Trick, Bo thought about their options.

"So what you're saying is we can smother the baby, smother Lauren, or stand by and watch them both die?" Bo asked him.

"Essentially, yes."

"What would you recommend?" Lauren asked.

"The second option," he replied without hesitation.

"I agree," Lauren said.

"You said it could kill her," Bo said.

"Or it could turn her," Trick reminded them. "It will depend on how her body responds. If we proceed with the second option, we would need to replace the dead cells. I think our best bet would be to give her your blood - it's already succubus cells, and your essence, which is in her body, so it will decrease the chance of her body rejecting it."

"What if it does?" Bo queried.

"If her body were to reject it, it's possible that the healing capacity of your blood would kick in and, for all intents and purposes, smooth everything out and allow her body to successfully transition to Fae. It will depend on how long we can keep her stable: for this to happen there needs to be more Fae blood than human blood, and the physical transition has to have started. The trouble would be to administer the transfusions fast enough to keep her stable, but not so fast as to send her body into shock."

"If we were to find that balance though, it would give both me and the baby a fighting chance," Lauren explained.

"Lauren, no," Bo argued. "There has to be a safer way."

"Bo, I can't… I can't do the first option, please don't ask me to, I just can't. Even if the baby survived, as you said, we would essentially have been smothering it. I wouldn't be able to live with myself, no matter what the outcome."

"But that doesn't mean we have to choose the second option," Bo protested.

"Then what? Option 3? Which would you rather? Option 2 which we can both potentially survive, or option 3 where we both die?"

"Lauren, no. Please, no. Please, I'm begging you, don't take that chance," Bo begged her, her heart wrenching at the thought. "I love you, I can't lose you," she told her, taking Lauren's hands in her own.

"You won't," Lauren promised, "I'm not going anywhere." It was taking everything to refrain from tears.

"If we're very careful about it, starting slow and doing it over a period of a few month, monitoring us both carefully the whole time, making adjustments as necessary…" she trailed off, her eyes filling with tears despite her best efforts.

"This is what you want?" Bo asked, still trying to process the risks.

"Yes," Lauren replied without hesitation.

"Ok then," Bo said, taking a deep breath before continuing, "we proceed with the second option."

Smiling softly, Lauren wrapped her arms around Bo, pulling her in close.

"When do we start?" Bo asked, lifting her head from Lauren's shoulder.

Lauren looked at Trick and the two came a silent agreement.

"Now," Lauren answered.

"Are you sure?" Bo asked. "You don't need to run any more tests or do calculations or something?" She was stalling and she knew it, she just couldn't help it.

"No, we'll do the first transfusion now and then we'll have a better idea of how her body is going to respond to it," Trick answered.

"Ok, how do we do this?" Bo asked.

"I'll need to get the equipment for the transfusion from my place, then I guess we should do it either here or at the loft?" Lauren replied, looking to Trick.

"I think here would be better, you'll be safe from any Fae who aren't happy or who have a grudge against Bo plus I'll be able to keep a closer eye on you," he responded.

"Ok, shall we go to your apartment then?" Bo asked.

"Yes," Lauren responded moving to stand, Bo instinctively placing a hand on her back as she did so.

"We'll be back soon," Bo said as headed for the stairs.

The transfusion went off without a hitch. They were starting with just one unit of Bo's blood to see how Lauren's body would respond.

She didn't feel any different after the transfusion, though she hadn't really expected to notice anything immediately. The changes would come, but it would probably take a few hours. They would just have to wait and see and then decide how best to proceed.

AN: Let me know if there are any formatting errors in this, this is my second attempt at uploading it as the first attempt went haywire so I'm not sure if there's a bug on the site or what…