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"Well, well, look who it is," Jasmine said in an amused voice when Bo entered the room.

Bo ignored her and headed to her closest. Jasmine left her spot by the bed and eased closer to Bo. "This wedding certainly has some interesting guests, don't you think?"

Bo sighed, she had no idea what Jasmine was talking about, and really she didn't care to find out.

Jasmine's lips curled into a smirk. "I mean that Dr. Allen," She stopped and started fanning herself. "Wow, she's hot. I bet Lauren thinks so too."

Bo closed her eyes and prepared herself, turning around to look at Jasmine. "What are you going on about?"

"Oh, me?" She feigned sweetness. "I'm just musing about how this love triangle, is now a love square."

Bo frowned and stepped toward the bathroom. "You don't know what you're talking about."

"I think I do." She clasped her fingers together. "Where is Dr. Lewis now?"

"At a meeting."

"Ah, with the hot Dr. Allen, I presume, well I think I'll make my way down to the bar, and check it out. I can spot sexual chemistry a mile away."

Bo entered the bathroom and closed the door.

"It's a three-way race to snag the Doc, now." She shouted through the door. "Hope you're up for some competition." She smiled at herself, she really did like messing with Bo, it was so much fun. "It's going to be a tight race!"

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"A baby!" Jon boomed out. "That's great news!" He started dancing around the room, his hefty body moving awkwardly around.

"So, you're excited?" Charlotte asked, she hadn't cried since talking with her parents, they did make her feel so much better, that surprised her.

"Why wouldn't I be excited? This is great news!" He was still dancing.

"Do you think we're ready?"

He stopped dancing and regarded her, for a moment. "Hmmm. Well, maybe we have a lot to learn, but that's what family's for, to help."

She fell back theatrically onto the bed. "I wish we would have stuck to the schedule. Five more years would have been nice."

He flopped down beside her. "You can't plan everything." He lightly touched her stomach.

She rolled her eyes. "You sound like Ethan. And my mom."

"You have a smart family." He smiled wide at her.

She grabbed his hand. "But we need to get through this wedding. It's more important than ever that everything is perfect." She pulled out her phone. "I need to get a hold of that wedding planner."

Jon smiled at her and watched her make her call.

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"With Dr. Allen here, it's a perfect time for you to talk to Lauren." Gus repeated to Ethan, who was on the floor doing sit-ups, his first attempt got him nowhere.

Ethan didn't answer. He concentrated on his breathing instead. Gus was a broken record, at this point.

"You know she'll back you up." Gus smiled as innocently as he could, trying to avoid another fight. "She supports your decision." Gus was not going to let Ethan off the hook, today. He was dodging this too much as of late.

Ethan increased his speed, still not answering.

"Ethan, is this a Lewis-Dennis thing to ignore things? To not talk about anything?"

Ethan stopped his workout. "This is my sister's wedding and a lot of shit is happening. I don't want to have that discussion with my mom, now. It can wait."

Gus tossed a shirt at him. "Yes, but in New York, you always have excuses, as well."

Ethan glared at him. "If you don't want to work for your mom, anymore, you need to tell her, she's a grown woman she'll survive."

"Thank you, very much, for telling me about my mom." He stared at Gus. "She expects a lot from me. I don't want to let her down. She doesn't need the added stress on this trip."

"And your reason for not telling her about our relationship?"

Ethan dramatically fell back to the floor, staring at the ceiling. The drama really just never ended recently.

"Oh yes, you have no reason I forgot," Gus muttered and left the room.

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Dyson walked up to Lauren, who was sitting alone at the bar, and softly pinched her sides. "Is this seat taken?"

She shook her head, grinning at him. "It is now." She gestured for him to sit down.

"So, what are you doing here all alone?"

She glanced at the time. "I'm waiting for someone."

He nodded. They sat in a comfortable silence, for a moment.

After a pause, Dyson spoke. "How are things in New York?" He took a drink. "I know it's not my place but you kind of look sad."

She rolled her eyes at herself. "New York's New York, I guess. I've been working on this cure for Kenzi's disease for so long. It doesn't even feel real anymore. Now, with this latest setback…" She paused lost in her own mind. "I don't know." She sighed.

Dyson poured her a drink. "I was talking about your personal life."

She laughed, "Oh, that." But she said nothing else.

"You'd be proud of Bo." He watched her face. "She's been working at the Dal, mostly full time, and only helps Mark and I out on cases, occasionally."

"I'm happy to hear that. Very happy." Lauren said but didn't offer anymore.

Dyson saw a glitter of a figure walking towards them, he turned to look and saw Dr. Allen approaching.

"I think your business partners here." He kissed her cheek. "Bye, Doc."

He nodded a quick hello to Dr. Allen then left the bar.

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"Mark!" Mac squealed when she saw him enter the hotel. She wrapped her arms around him and squeezed. "Now, the whole family's here."

Bo smiled at Mac hugging Mark, and her heart ached, the whole family was finally there, excluding those they'd lost along the way, it was bittersweet.

"Hi, there Mac," He squeezed her back. "Sorry, I'm late."

"Well, it's great that you're here, now." She looked up at him beaming, her eyes bright and shining.

"Yeah, I'm happy you could make it," Bo added.

"This place is fun. There's so much to do." Mac gushed, following Mark as he grabbed his bags.

"Mmmm," Jasmine whispered into Bo's ear when she walked up behind her, looking at Mark. "Where are all these tasty morsels coming from?"

Jasmine started walking away, Bo reached out and grabbed her arm. "Where are you going?"

"Me?" She put her hand over her chest, fluttering her eyes. "I'm going to get a drink."

"Leave Lauren alone," Bo said, starkly. "Don't disrupt her meeting."

"Guess you'll have to come with me and make sure I behave." She winked at Bo and then moved on to the bar.

Bo sighed but trailed after Jasmine, she didn't want her causing any problems. She had to watch her-she wasn't going to spy on Lauren. Just keep an eye on Jasmine that was it. But she did want to get a look at this Dr. Allen, just because she was curious, not jealous, but curious. Nothing wrong with that, she thought.

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Lauren had her head down, reading over the paperwork Dr. Allen had brought. Her fingers were playing with her hair, as she got absorbed in the material.

Dr. Allen's head rested on her hand, her eyes studying Lauren.

Lauren exhaled a quick breath, flipping through the papers. Mumbling things to herself, exasperatedly.

Dr. Allen smirked at her, her eyes now traveling up and down Lauren's body and face. She quickly dampened her bottom lip and swallowed hard.

Across the bar, Bo and Jasmine took a seat, with a clear view of the pair.

"Wow, that Dr. Allen is almost sitting on top of her." She sideways glanced at Bo, her eyes glinting wickedly, "She works fast. Good girl."

Bo jaw clenched, and she quickly stole a peek at the bar. She was sitting pretty close to Lauren, and she was pretty.

Lauren rested her head on the bar, "I thought we accounted for all this? How did we miss it?"

Dr. Allen started rubbing her back, in wide circles. "It's a process. We'll get there." She said in a low, sweet voice. She continued her massage.

"One point for Dr. Allen," Jasmine bounced up and down in her seat from excitement. "I like her."

Bo glared at Jasmine, actively ignoring whatever Jasmine was talking about. She didn't need to look.

"Thanks for bringing me this information, but you could have emailed it. There was no need to fly down here."

"I wanted to talk to you about something else, in person."

Lauren was confused about what Lucy could need to discuss. "Like what?"

Dr. Allen smiled, "I'd like to do it private. Maybe I could come by your room, tonight?"

Lauren scratched the back of her head. "Is this about Ethan? He did…"

Dr. Allen interrupted her, "No, this is something else."

"Um...Ok." She paused, thinking through the day's schedule. "There's a family dinner tonight. I guess you can come by after that."

"Excellent."

"That's how you do it," Jasmine downed her second drink, "Go right for it." She gestured to the server signaling for another drink. "I think I was too subtle for the Doc. I should have been more aggressive. My mistake."

"You're not funny," Bo said, she wrinkled her nose, eying her with suspicion. "You can stop now. I get what you're doing."

"Never too old to learn pointers. That's all I'm saying."

"Boo, shows over." Jasmine pouted as she watched Dr. Allen walk out of the bar. "Can't wait for part two."

Bo frowned reached for her glass and strolled over to the bar.

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Ethan waited while Charlotte shoved aside the name cards and rearranged them.

"You might need two more spots." Ethan pointed to the table. "For Mark and Lucy."

Charlotte sighed, "Fine."

"How did our moms react to your news?"

Charlotte stopped, holding all the cards in her hands. "They were happy, but I think I interrupted them…they were…you know." She wrinkled her face and shook her head.

Ethan put his hand over his mouth to hide his smile.

Charlotte didn't seem to notice his reaction. "But I'm done worrying about those two, though."

He looked at her, surprised. "Really?"

She tilted her head, thinking through the seating. "Yeah. I've got enough burdens at this moment. If they get back together, great, if not, fine. It's their lives."

Ethan's mouth was hanging open. "Wow, Char. That's super mature. Is this pregnancy making you…"

"Stop." She put her hand up. "Don't start. It's draining worrying about them. Some people will just be together, no matter what, I guess."

"I love pregnant Charlotte." He teased. "She so reasonable and calm."

She kicked his foot. "Don't get used to it. I'm sure they'll upset me at dinner."

"Guaranteed," Ethan said, a playful smirk on his face. "Probably without even trying."

"Grab some extra chairs would you?" Charlotte directed while trying to get the seating perfect. She pondered putting her parents next to each other, but decided against it. She didn't want a repeat of the last dinner.

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Bo joined Lauren at the bar. "Did your meeting go well?"

Lauren nodded. "I got more details, for sure. I'll have a lot to do when I get home."

Bo ordered a drink, handing the bartender her empty glass. "So, tonight can I come by your room, again?"

"Oh sure." Then she remember Dr. Allen was coming by later, so she quickly added. "But Lucy is coming by, so it'll have to be after that."

"More work stuff?" Bo asked, as casually as she could while stirring her drink.

Lauren's eyes watched Bo play with her drink. "No, I think she said it was something else."

Bo stared at her drink, stirring more than was necessary. "Is she your girlfriend?" Bo ventured, knowing that Jasmine's taunts had gotten to her, but the question just came out of her.

"Bo really? No." Lauren answered shortly, rolling her eyes. "She's a work associate and friend." Her finger reaching up to absentmindedly, rub over her glass rim.

"Sorry," Bo said, her eyes downcast.

They sat in silence for a while.

"When are we going to talk about us?" Bo asked, again trying to sound nonchalant about it.

Lauren frowned and didn't answer. Her eyes fell on her phone as it started to vibrate.

She moved her hand to answer it, but Bo put her hand over it, first. "Lauren?"

They studied each other as people in the bar chatted away loudly around them.

When Lauren didn't say anything, she inched closer and asked, "I mean what is this? Just sex?" Bo's tone was laced with hurt and worry.

When Lauren didn't respond, Bo pushed. "Lauren? Is it?" Bo started to get upset with her silence. After she a bit, she pushed herself out of the chair to leave. Clearly, Lauren wasn't going to talk about this now and probably never.

Lauren grabbed her arm before she could leave. "No, Bo. It's not just sex, but," She paused trying to get her words right.

"But what?"

Lauren ran her fingers through her hair. "Things are complicated between us. You know that."

"I know. That's why talking would help." Bo said, sitting back down.

Lauren nodded. "We will, ok? We will soon. I promise."

Bo smiled. "Great. That's all I ask." Bo felt a swell of relief that yes they would talk soon, she didn't know how the conversation would go, but at least they would talk soon.

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Bo threw the divorce papers into the fireplace. "I just burned your divorce papers. I'm not signing them." She said heatedly into her cell.

"Bo, you can't burn a legal document like that."

"Well, I just did."

"You're acting like a child."

Bo laughed into the phone. "I'm the child? Who ran away? You need to come home so we can talk."

"That's funny because every time I have been home, you've been out on a case."

"So, I supposed to sit alone in this big house, just waiting for you to come back." She paused, willing her voice to calm, getting upset would get them nowhere, she knew that. "It's not like you call me and tell me when you're coming."

"Are you done?" Lauren asked, abruptly.

"Are you?" Bo asked, now her voice wasn't calm.

"Yes, I'm quite done. I'll have my lawyers send over more papers."

Bo let out a short irritated breath.

They both hung up the phone at the same time.

Bo sat by the fireplace and watched the papers burn.

AN

Hello again,

Thanks for reading and I hope it's enjoyable.

To answer a question: Bo was referring to the break-up in 3.10 when she said Lauren left her before, there wasn't another time.

I can keep putting in flashbacks, if people like them. I debated stopping but if people would like to see how they handled being apart during the 5 years I can continue. All opinions welcome.

Until next time...