Lauren and Kenzi walked in silence back to the lab. Kenzi was very obviously distressed by her current circumstances, and neither Dr. Lewis or Lauren could offer her much comfort. This type of situation was not foreign to her, it reminded her of when she first discovered the Fae all of those years ago in the Congo. She was just a doctor trying to help sick people and she uncovered an entirely new race of creatures. It didn't change the problem, she just had to look from a different angle. If she could somehow approach Kenzi's problem with that kind of mindset then maybe; of course she could just get lucky and find some quick fix buried in one the great tomes in the Ash's archives. Yeah right, when has anything with the Fae ever been simple.

Lauren dropped Kenzi off at her previous spot in Bay 3 with orders to stay put and that her assistant would come by shortly with some medications for her, after which she could go back to Lauren's place to get reacquainted with her TV. Lauren proceeded to Bay 5 where her succubus was currently being housed, "Hey beautiful, miss me?"

Bo sat up quickly and smiled, "Hell yes!" Bo motioned for Lauren to come closer, "You have been gone way to long. What have you been doing?"

Lauren closed the curtain and approached the bed, "Oh you know, just some doctory stuff." She stood between Bo's legs, wrapping her arms around her, "Have you been behaving yourself since I put you in time out?"

Bo looked down, "About that, I'm sorry. I normally have more patience than that, especially with Kenzi."

Lauren leaned in placing a soft kiss on Bo's lips, "It's OK Bo, probably another side effect of what's going on with you."

Bo sighed wrapping herself tighter into Lauren's embrace, "Do we know anything yet, because these mood swings are crazy, I seriously feel like a 12 year old going through puberty."

Lauren's head shot up, if this were a cartoon there would have been a light bulb going off over her head. It was there, something she had read in the past, vague references to some Fae coming of age ritual. She would need to talk to Trick, oh joy, about it right away, but first she needed more information and that complete work-up done on Bo.

"Laur, hey, Laur, what is it?" Bo looked at her concerned, "Is everything OK?"

"Yeah, no, uh I mean yeah." Lauren shook her head, "I'm sorry, yes everything's fine, I just had an idea, I need to do some research and conduct more tests on you, but if I'm right then we will know what is wrong with you."

Bo sighed in relief, "And if you know then you can fix it right?"

"That's the idea," Lauren was excited bordering on giddy, this was the kind of thing she lived for, uncovering a medical mystery. She cupped Bo's face bringing their lips together in a searing kiss. Kissing Bo caused something to erupt inside, sudden waves of desire coursing through her body. She needed more, she pushed Bo backwards onto the exam bed, climbing on top and straddling her. Dr. Lewis was appalled by Lauren's abhorrent, unprofessional behavior, but Lauren didn't give a shit. Lost in the moment, desire overwhelming her, Lauren ground her hips against Bo's center, eliciting a moan from the succubus. Bo's movements suddenly stopped and she pulled back, "What, why did-"

"Lauren, we can't do this here." Bo bit out through clenched teeth.

A thousand alarm bells were ringing in her head telling her this was wrong, where was this sudden insatiable lust coming from? She wondered if it had something to do with pheromones that Bo might be emitting, whatever it was, she wasn't ready to stop. Lauren forced herself to focus, "You're right," she hopped down from the exam table and grabbed Bo by the hand, "Come on."

She led Bo away from the patient area through the main lab over to her office. Lauren practically pushed the woman inside, closing and locking the door behind them. Lauren crashed their lips together maneuvering them backwards until Bo's legs collided with her desk. Lauren made quick work of Bo's fly, yanking her pants down and off tossing them over her shoulder, thankful for Bo's lack of footwear. Bo leaned back on the desk as Lauren dropped to her knees in front of her. The smell of Bo's desire was clouding her brain, Lauren no longer cared where they were, or that she would have to go back to work smelling like sex, facing questioning stares and snickers from her subordinates. All that mattered was Bo; tasting Bo, making her come, hearing her scream. The look of want on Bo's face was something Lauren could honestly get drunk on. Somewhere in the back of her head Lauren was aware that this behavior was abnormal, that this wasn't her, but staring at Bo's dripping sex, she snapped her mind shut. She dug her blunt nails into the globes of Bo's juicy ass and dove in.

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Later as they were putting themselves back together, it occurred to Lauren that based on her recent behavior, maybe she needed to run some tests on herself, so she cornered the tech that Kenzi had terrorized earlier and had him draw some of her blood before she left the lab. Lauren spent the rest of the afternoon perusing volumes in the Ash's archives trying to find anything on fae puberty-esque rituals. Her inner geek was doing sumersaults as she gleefully explored texts that no human had ever seen before. The wealth of information at her fingertips was exhilarating, it was also exhausting. Lauren knew that she could spend years down here and still not read everything.

The results from her research on humans infected with fae essence were, not surprisingly, discouraging. In most cases the "infected" human's body was either unable to handle the infusion or they were simply disposed of. She had more luck with Bo's situation, she was able to garner some information, the ritual was called "The Dawning" and it was apparently something all Fae go through, usually around their 200th year. Lauren stopped to consider this, Bo would still be alive in 200 years; Lauren would be long dead, Kenzi too, what would Bo's life be like then, would she even remember them? Lauren shook these thoughts from her head, now was not the time she needed to focus. This "Dawning" thing appeared to be pretty straight foreword; a fae must complete certain trials in order to complete the ritual, if they failed then they would devolve into an underfae. First they must perform the act of acceptance in order to cross the threshold. The next trial is completing a series of tasks to receive their invitation to the temple. When they enter the temple the basic premise is they have to find their way out. Details were very sketchy surrounding each of these steps, especially concerning the temple. Lauren found this odd, if this was something every fae had to complete in order to evolve, then she would expect more complete records.

As much as Lauren disliked the idea, she knew that she needed to talk to Trick about this. The man had been around basically since the wheel was invented, if anyone could help her understand more about this it was him. Trick had always been respectful and friendly towards her, but the man had archaic views on human/fae relations and she knew deep down that he didn't approve of his granddaughter's relationship with her. He never said anything to Bo, not that it would matter because she was so headstrong and stubborn, and sexy, and hot with a great rack that Lauren wanted lick- Lauren shook her head, where the hell had that come from? She could already feel the wetness pooling between her thighs, her sudden desire for Bo almost overwhelming. This was insane, they were just together a few hours ago.

Yeah, she needed to talk to Trick. Lauren wanted Bo right now, right here on this cold tile floor surrounded by musty books and cobwebs. Lauren was not normally an aggressive person, sex for her had always been about a sensual intimate connection with someone she cared about. Sure she liked to experiment and get a little kinky from time to time, but this wasn't that. She wasn't interested in making love or intimacy, she wanted to fuck. The feelings were raw and animalistic; she wanted it hard and sweaty and dirty, and she wanted it right the fuck now. Lauren looked at her watch, Bo's tests should be long over and she would be back Lauren's place by now. Lauren stood up tucking the most relevant tome under her arm and made her way out the door, locking it behind her. She needed to get the hell out of this basement and find Bo.

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Lauren crashed through her front door tossing the tome carelessly on the coffee table. Her focus was singular, but she did notice Kenzi sitting on the couch watching that ridiculous nature show "Jungle Jeeve's". Her rabid eyes locked on Bo who was standing over the kitchen island flipping through a magazine.

She looked up at Lauren and smiled, "Hey babe, I picked up some Chinese for dinner," she motioned to the magazine, "you didn't have anything to read in this place other then medical books, so I picked-up some brain cell destroying celebrity rags. I hope that's OK."

Lauren was trying to listen, because that's what you do when someone is talking, but Bo's mouth was so inviting, with those soft lips and talented tongue. Lauren was desperately clinging to her composure, but her nether region was already soaked and throbbing, "I don't care, buy whatever you want, let's go upstairs."

Bo looked at her surprised, "Uh OK hon, but aren't you hungry?"

"Fuck food, the only thing I want to eat is you." Bo was clearly shocked, but Lauren was resound, "Bo, I want to fuck. We can either go upstairs and fuck in my bedroom or we can stay down here and fuck on the floor in front of Kenzi, your choice."

Bo's eyes turned brilliant blue and a low growl resonated from her chest. Kenzi, who could have been off in Sibera for all Lauren knew, was saying something about crazy sex fiends needing to pay for her therapy. Bo ignored her stalking over to Lauren taking her hand and leading her upstairs. Once inside her bedroom Lauren made a bee-line for her nightstand. The second drawer housed all her sexual accoutrements, like her junk drawer it was very well organized and she was able to find right away the things she needed.

She laid out several items on the bed including: a large bottle of lubricant, anal beads, a cat o'nine tails whip, handcuffs, a blindfold, a strap-on harness with small, medium, and large phallus attachments, two silver bullet vibrators, a jack rabbit, and a butt plug for good measure. Something was missing... ah yes, without looking over her shoulder she said, "Bo go downstairs and grab us a couple of energy bars and Gatorade's from the fridge, this is going to be a long night.