Author's Notes:

- Lost Girl is created by Michelle Lovretta and produced by Prodigy Pictures in association with Shaw Media. Some conversations are taken from 3x09, 3x10 and 3x13 – I'm not claiming them as my own. This is just how I wanted the conversations to occur in the first place.

- Sorry for the delay. Life and Beta'ing for other stories has been keeping me busy. Here's an extra long chapter for being so patient.

Again, thank you so much for your continued support with reading, following and commenting. It means a lot to me that you are invested in my characters and story.

Thanks to my Beta, Neytiri's Heart for your ideas and great input.

Chapter 11 – "An Eventful Night"

The Dal Riata (26 days since Lauren left)

Bo was sitting at one of the tables at the back where it was more private. She didn't want to be disturbed – she just wanted to be alone with her Scotch. She was glad that Trick wasn't at the bar when she entered and ordered her drink; and now that the place was packed, he probably wouldn't even know that she was there - something that she was thankful for. She didn't have the energy to chat with anyone.

Bo couldn't understand how she lost sight of the important things in her life and how quickly things spiralled out of control because of it. She had passed the Dawning and in so doing, was stronger and was finally in tune with her Fae abilities - this gave her a confidence and sense of peace that she never thought she would have. To know that she had complete control of her Succubus powers and that she couldn't accidentally hurt anyone again, felt amazing. She was also surrounded by family and friends - something that she hadn't had since she ran away from home. And she had love. Had. Past tense. Bo knew that she should be appreciative and thankful for what she accomplished and what she had but it didn't seem to matter - all she felt was the heartache and the void of not having Lauren in her life; of not having her love and trust anymore.

Bo hadn't even uttered Lauren's name to anyone since she told Kenzi that Lauren ended their relationship and left for Brazil; choosing instead to internalize everything. Bo felt lost. Her emotions were chaotic - they fluctuated wildly and overwhelmed her so much so, that getting drunk and having sex were the only things that numbed her pain; and fighting was her only outlet to release her frustration and anger. Bo knew that it was fleeting; that it was a temporary reprieve in helping her forget her heartache; that it didn't fix anything as her pain was still there in the morning when she woke up with a hangover or stranger in her bed.

Images from a few nights ago came back to her in fragments. She didn't recall everything but what she did remember, filled her with regret. She couldn't believe that she got so drunk that she actually thought that the woman she was dancing with was Lauren. She couldn't believe that she had fallen so far. Looking at her cell phone, she realized that she had to recant her previous statement as she had sunk to a whole new low. She scrolled through the numerous text messages that she sent Lauren and felt embarrassed and angry that she did so while drunk. It was an incredibly stupid and immature thing to do and she wished that she could undo it.

Bo sighed heavily as she re-read Lauren's response about not believing or trusting her. The text was cold and abrupt but she knew that it reflected how Lauren felt and she really couldn't fault her for it – she knew that she would feel the same way if the roles were reversed. If anything, she was surprised that Lauren hadn't told her to stop contacting her.

Glancing at her watch, Bo remembered that she told Kenzi that she would meet her at The Carpe Noctem. A part of her didn't want to go but the other part of her wanted and needed the distraction. She drank the rest of her Scotch and exited the Dal without Trick seeing her.

Outside the Dal

The cool night air gently caressed the brunette's skin and helped clear some of the emotional cobwebs, giving her a sliver of hope that her night might improve. She was half-way to her Camaro when she stopped dead in her tracks at the sight of a certain blonde. Bo's eyes instantly flashed electric blue as she watched Tamsin get out of her truck and make her way into the Dal.

Right after Lauren left, Bo had gone looking for the Valkyrie but couldn't find her. Upon enquiring, Dyson informed her that Tamsin had some unexpected family business that she had to deal with and had left the city; that it was unknown how long she would be gone.

Whatever it was that the Valkyrie said to Lauren, she made her believe that Bo wasn't faithful to her and for that reason, Bo wanted to confront and subsequently kick the shit out of the Dark Fae. It was almost four weeks since Lauren left and Bo had been marinating in her heartache. Seeing the Valkyrie in front of her, triggered her anger and filled her with a rage that was indescribable. The only thoughts that filled the Succubus' mind were: 'This was Tamsin's fault… Lauren left because of Tamsin.'

Bo took a couple of deep breaths to calm herself down; her eyes reverting back to their normal chocolate brown. She needed to think of a way to get the blonde out of the Dal as it was neutral territory; plus Trick would interfere if they got into a fight within the bar. As she absentmindedly stared at Tamsin's truck parked in the alley, a grin slowly appeared on her face.

A few minutes later, Bo rushed into the Dal; her eyes scanning the bar for Tamsin before making a bee line for the Dark Fae. Bo contained her anger as she approached the Valkyrie. "Hey, you own a black pick up truck right?"

Tamsin looked up from her beer, a little surprised to see the Succubus. "Yeah, why?"

"I just saw a guy slicing the tires on it."

A scowl grew on the blonde's face as she thought who would be so stupid to mess with her truck. "What the fuck?!" Tamsin said as she rushed out the bar and towards her vehicle; Bo following right behind her.

The alley was quiet, deserted and dimly lit; the only light came streaming from the security lamp affixed to the back wall of the Dal. Tamsin stooped down to take a close look at the tires of her truck but besides the regular dents and scratched paint, it was as she left it – there was no additional damage. The Valkyrie was confused. "I thought you said someone was fucking with my truck? It's fine."

Bo wanted answers and in order to get that, she knew that she couldn't let her fists do the talking; she had to stay calm. She reined in her anger and kept the Succubus at bay. "Did you tell Lauren that we kissed?"

Tamsin stood up and looked incredulously at the brunette, "Are you serious? Is that what this is about?"

"Answer me!" Bo bellowed; she wanted an answer and didn't have time for Tamsin's shit.

Tamsin rolled her eyes, "Yeah, what of it?"

"Why would you do that?" Bo really wanted to understand. Tamsin was the only one who believed her when the Kitsune body snatched Kenzi; she broke her out of the lockup in the Dal; and helped her rescue her best friend. Because of this, she was restraining herself and not bashing the Valkyrie's face in right now.

"I told her the truth." The blonde said in a matter of fact tone.

Bo was flabbergasted. "In what way was that the truth?"

"Are you ashamed of what happened between us?" Tamsin smirked as she walked into the brunette's personal space.

"Us? There's no us! You're delusional." Bo started pacing and put some distance between them. "And for the record, you kissed me!" She couldn't believe that Tamsin actually thought that there was something between them.

"Perhaps I initiated the kiss but you didn't pull away - you kissed me back." Tamsin countered.

"I'm a Succubus; you were aroused and caught me off guard. I would never intentionally kiss you. I'm not even interested in you!" The brunette couldn't deny what happened but she also knew that she would never kiss Tamsin or anyone else unless she was seriously hurt and needed to heal.

Tamsin flinched at Bo's comment. It was a brief reaction that she immediately hid and which was quickly replaced with irritation. "Now you've gone and hurt my feeling. How ever will I get over the pain of your rejection?" she said sarcastically as she let out an overly dramatic sigh. "Oh, wait. I'm over it. Don't flatter yourself bitch!"

"So because I don't feel the same about you, that gives you the right to sabotage my relationship with Lauren?" Bo's anger was rising and she wasn't sure how long she would be able to control her temper.

"Whatevs! The world doesn't revolve around you Succubus. Get over yourself." Tamsin had enough and started to walk away from the brunette.

The Succubus was starting to stir. She was itching for a fight and the Fae that was at the top of her list was the Valkyrie that was currently walking away from her. Bo chased after the blonde; grabbed her wrist; and roughly turned her around to face her.

"Lauren broke up with me because of what you told her!" Bo yelled in the Dark Fae's face; poking her in the chest repeatedly with her index finger.

Tamsin pushed Bo away. "Oh please! If your relationship blew up because I told the Doc that we kissed, then news flash, you didn't have much of a relationship. If anything, you should be thanking me - I did you both a favour."

"What the fuck is your malfunction?! You are so close to getting your ass kick-!"

Tamsin smirked and interrupted Bo's rant. "If anyone's delusional here, it's you! You're a Succubus that wants to be in a monogamous relationship. And with a human! How fucked up is that?! You would've only hurt her in the end… she's better off without you."

Bo snapped and embraced her inner Succubus. She was tired of talking and as far as she was concerned, the Dark Fae just used up all her 'Get out of Jail Free' cards. The Valkyrie needed to be taught a lesson and she was going to start by wiping that smirk right off her face. In the blink of an eye, Bo's fist made contact with the blonde's mouth, effectively ending her gloating and busting her lip in the process.

"What was that Tam-Tam? You're mumbling. Didn't your parents ever teach you not to talk with your mouth full… of blood." The Succubus grinned as her eyes glowed electric blue. Tamsin spat on the ground and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand; she smiled and flashed her blood stained teeth at the brunette.

The two women circled each other slowly; assessing one another and readying themselves. "You want to do this old school do you? I'd be happy to show you how it's done. I am stronger and older." Tamsin declared.

"All I just heard was old." Bo taunted.

Tamsin snarled. She wasn't impressed that she allowed the Succubus to get in a sucker punch; much less her comment on her frailty and life span. "Baby Fae!"

"Dead woman!" Bo growled.

Both women rushed each other; punches were thrown and deftly dodged and blocked before they grappled onto one another and wrestled until their bodies crashed against the nearby brick building. Tamsin grabbed a fistful of Bo's hair and used her hold to bash the brunette's face against the wall a couple of times before she was able to break free.

The rough bricks had cut into Bo's flesh making it look like she had road rash on the left side of her face. "Oh, you just had to go for the face didn't you?" Bo exclaimed, grimacing as she wiped at the blood that was dripping into her eye. "No matter. This…" as she pointed to her injured face, "is still a huge improvement over your…" Bo's hand gestured in the vicinity of Tasmin's head, "Skeletor face."

"Sticks and stones will break my bones but words will never harm me." the blonde sing-songed.

"Well, let me introduce you to my buddy, Stick." Bo swiftly picked up a broken wooden chair leg that was on the ground by the dumpster and swung it at Tamsin, smashing it into her rib cage. The impact of the blow caused the wood to shatter and sent the fragments scattering along the grimy alley road. "That's gotta hurt!" the Succubus laughed.

The blonde bent over and clutched at her side, snarling. "You're going to pay for that bitch!"

"Promises, promises. Bring it!" Bo taunted angrily.

Tamsin charged at the brunette, shoving her into the dumpster and delivered a rapid series of punches to Bo's injured face and to her midsection. Bo countered and grabbed a fistful of blonde hair and roughly pushed her head down into her rising knee; sending the Valkyrie flying backwards; her nose broken and bleeding.

The blonde grinned and eyed the Succubus; both had blood dripping down their faces. Bo was a worthy adversary and the Dark Fae enjoyed a good fight. With a roundhouse kick, her foot made contact with Bo's head and sent her staggering back into the wall. Tamsin quickly pounced on her and held her in place as her face started to morph - her ivory Nordic complexion darkened and her features became sunken as a skeletal face looked back at Bo. "You don't want to fight me. You want to succumb." The blonde said, using her ability to inflict doubt and fear.

"What I want is your hideous Skeletor face out of mine." The Succubus growled and delivered a right hook to Tamsin's face. The Dark Fae recovered and pushed Bo back against the wall. "Impressive but you can't resist me forever."

"That's my line." Bo grabbed Tamsin's head in her hands, keeping her face in place as she started to draw on the Valkyrie's chi.

After a few seconds, Tamsin was finally able to push Bo away. Both women were now panting; their injuries starting to take their toll. "Tastes like fear to me. Delicious." Bo continued to taunt.

"Playtimes over!" Tamsin declared as she delivered a series of high kicks to Bo's face and torso, sending her flying backwards.

The Succubus was doubled over, catching her breath; she was tired of this dance. She waited till Tamsin was within arm's reach and rapidly unleashed a powerful combination of jabs, right crosses and left hooks to the Valkyrie's head and torso; dazing the blonde and causing her to stagger backwards. Bo moved in and finished her attack with a strong upper cut that sent the Dark Fae flying through the air and landing on her back; knocking the wind out of her. Tamsin lay there shaking her head in order to clear her blurry vision but before she could stand up, Bo was already kneeling on her, pinning her to the ground; her hands gripping the blonde's shirt collar and lifting her upper body so that she could suck the chi from her body and thereby ending the fight for good.

Tamsin knew that she was in no position to retaliate - she had no energy and she was at the Succubus' mercy. Despite her dire circumstances, she wasn't afraid. She had been living on borrowed time for awhile as she was at the end of her lifespan. If she had a choice, she'd rather die in battle as it was the honourable way to go.

Bo and Tamsin stared each other down; the Succubus' eyes glowed blue as the adrenaline coursed through her body. The Valkyrie's calm voice broke the silence. "You can blame me all you want and you can kill me for it, but you and I both know that your relationship was in trouble before I kissed you. So, continue lying to yourself but this is on you; not me."

Bo hesitated and it showed in her eyes. Tamsin's words hit home. She hurt the person she loved the most in life and now that Lauren was gone, she couldn't function; she felt empty. Lauren had made it clear in her letter how she felt Bo had hurt her and here she was being a coward for not accepting responsibility for it.

"Finish it!" the blonde shouted. A part of her wanted this done for good. She was tired of waiting for her end.

"No." Bo released her hold, letting Tamsin fall back to the ground with a thud; her blue eyes faded and reverted to her dark brown color. Bo stood up and put some distance between her and the blonde; silencing her inner Succubus' protests. The brunette's voice was resigned; there was no more anger, only acceptance of the situation. She turned to look at the Valkyrie, "I don't know why you kissed me and I don't care. Even though Lauren and I aren't together any more, I still love her. I'm still in love with her."

Bo released a sigh as she maintained eye contact with the blonde. "As for you and I; the most we could ever be is friends and I'm using that word very loosely… You would be wise to stay away from me." Bo turned and walked away before she changed her mind; returning to the Dal and leaving Tamsin in the alley.

The Valkyrie didn't move. Moving caused pain. Her body throbbed all over and not in the good way. Instead, she opted to remain laying on the dirty, grimy ground until the pain from her numerous broken and cracked bones, receded. As she lay there, she closed her eyes and wished for an ice cold beer to miraculously appear in her hand. Unfortunately, none materialized and she let out a pitiful groan in frustration.

The Dal Riata

The Succubus sat at the far end of the bar, looking worse for wear. She was covered in blood but was oblivious to her current appearance. Bo had a lot on her mind; all thoughts of meeting Kenzi were forgotten; she just needed to think. Before Trick could ask her anything, the brunette ordered a drink and silenced him with a look. The Blood King knew when to leave his granddaughter alone; pushing her would only make things worse; she needed time.

Bo sat there playing with her whiskey tumbler; slowly rotating it in her hands; mesmerized by the condensation on the glass and the various water mark trails she could leave on the bar top. The brunette had been nursing the same drink for the past 30 minutes as she continually replayed her conversation with Tamsin. She hated to admit it but the Dark Fae was right - if their relationship was healthy, Tamsin's kiss would never have caused their break up; but it did, which meant that things weren't as strong as Bo wished they were. The Valkyrie wasn't to blame for the end of her relationship - she just gave it the final push.

Looking back, Bo had seen signs that Lauren wasn't happy but chose to ignore it, thinking that maybe she was reading things wrong. After all, what did she know about relationships? She also had a lot on her mind with her possible devolution and the fact that dead Fae were found murdered and she was the prime suspect. However, these were all excuses and she knew that. She could've made the time and effort but instead she allowed herself to get caught up in her own personal shit that she didn't consider everything Lauren had sacrificed for her; and Kenzi as well. Bo was Unaligned - she chose humans over Fae but as she sat there at the bar, it dawned on her that she had let down the two humans in her life – the two people who were most important to her. She realized that she ended up choosing herself despite all her best intentions.

Bo sighed. Things were a mess and she knew that she needed to fix things; she couldn't continue the way she had been. Bo didn't recognize herself anymore – she was a shell of herself - she wasn't happy and she didn't believe in anything as she had lost her hope, her love and her passion. How could she ask Lauren to give her another chance if she was such a mess? And why would Lauren even want to come back to her if she hadn't changed?

Trick was drying beer glasses and observing his granddaughter from the other end of the bar. He was concerned about her ever since Lauren left but he knew that there was nothing that he could say or do to make her feel better or stop her from the path that she was taking. The Blood King watched as Dyson entered the bar; both Fae nodded their hello's as the Detective made his way over to the Succubus. Bo was roused out of her thoughts as the wolf sat next to her.

"What happened to you?" he asked; concern evident in his voice.

"Nothing." she said quietly.

"Really? Because it looks like you were hit by a truck." Dyson retorted.

"I just had a wake up call… it had to be beaten into my thick skull." Bo laughed sadly.

Dyson didn't understand her comment but knew better to not pursue it. "You need to heal." He said calmly.

"I'm not in the mood. Besides, I've done enough healing these last few weeks and it's done more harm than good… I've been ignoring my problems and they won't go away. I can't ignore them any longer." The brunette said matter of factly.

"I don't understand." Dyson knew that Bo had been very moody since Lauren left to go on assignment but didn't know if her cryptic statement was related to Lauren's absence or something else altogether.

Bo sighed as she pushed her glass away. "I've been putting off a lot of things – not wanting to address them because I was either afraid to or I didn't know how to; so instead, I ignored it. But I can't do that anymore. It already cost me too much. So, I have to start setting things right and I might as well start with you."

"Start with me?" Dyson had his suspicions as to where this conversation was headed.

Bo nodded and exhaled. "I need to talk about what happened at the Dawning."

The Detective had been waiting for the other shoe to drop ever since he told Bo that he had his love back; it was just a matter of when she was ready to address it. "Okay."

The brunette knew that she had to say this - that she should've had this conversation a long time ago when she had her suspicions about Dyson getting his love back. "I need you to know that I appreciate so much what you were willing to risk for me. But I also need you to know that I am still in love with Lauren."

"Alright." Dyson said softly. He already knew what Bo was going to say before she even said it. It was painfully obvious that she was in love with the doctor. It killed him to see how Bo looked at Lauren as she used to look at him that way before he sacrificed his love. But he couldn't force Bo to be in love with him again.

"Alright?" Bo didn't think he would understand and accept so easily.

"Bo, I think the tales of my romantic heroism might be slightly exaggerated." He chuckled and gently reached out and held her hand.

"You volunteered to be my hand knowing that you weren't getting out alive." She stated incredulously.

"Then why aren't I dead?" Dyson squeezed her hand. "We've been through a lot together Bo and the main thing that I've learned is that the people, who underestimate you, always lose. When I volunteered, I wasn't risking my life. I was trusting that you would save it."

Bo gave him a sad smile. "I wish I could've saved my relationship." She looked up from their hands and into Dyson's eyes and sighed. "You know, Lauren thought that you were going to swoop in and take me away from her? Turns out, I've done a fine job screwing it up all by myself."

Bo paused to collect herself; her emotions were raw and she knew that she had no one but herself to blame. "Lauren left me - she even took a plane to make sure she put enough distance between us. I still love her but I'm afraid that she… she may not love me anymore." Bo finally said it. She was afraid that Lauren was no longer in love with her because of all their mistakes and lack of communication.

Dyson understood her emotional pain as he had been experiencing it ever since he got his love back. The irony wasn't lost on him that he was sitting with the woman he considered to be his mate and they were discussing her heartache for someone else. "We're gonna need shots." Dyson reached across the bar and grabbed a bottle and two shot glasses.

Bo sighed and held back her tears; she felt like an idiot when it came to being in relationships – first Dyson and now Lauren; her relationships ended in disaster. "Tell me the truth, was it hard dating me?"

Dyson chuckled sadly, "It was harder losing you."

Bo felt relieved to finally be honest with Dyson; she was glad that they didn't have this unspoken tension between them anymore; it felt as if they were now in a good place. "I'm glad that we talked about this….You know even after everything we have been through, I'm really glad that we ended up here."

A comfortable silence fell between them; they chugged back their drinks as they sat there lost in their thoughts; shot glasses sitting idly in their hands. Bo's declaration of love for Lauren was final – she couldn't be any clearer. Dyson always knew that Bo was in love with Lauren but he thought that it would pass even though deep down he knew that he was only maintaining false hope. Talking with Bo, he knew that he couldn't continue holding out hope as it would affect their friendship and he would rather that they be friends than have nothing.

He also realized that he had to accept that what they had was over. Maybe they would have another opportunity to be together in the future but no one knew what life had planned. He also couldn't hold out for the possibility of something happening as that was no way for him to live – always hoping for something that may not occur; it would be a life half-lived. What he did know was that he still loved Bo and he hated seeing how hurt she was. If he could help her be happy, even if it were in someone else's arms, he would do it; he would do anything for her.

With that acceptance, Dyson did something that he never though he would do. With as much sincerity that he could muster, he said, "For what it's worth, she really does love you… I can tell."

Bo was jarred out of her thoughts upon hearing Dyson. She couldn't believe what she heard. If Dyson, who considered Lauren to be a rival for her affections, could admit that Lauren still loved her, it had to be true; there was still a chance. The brunette smiled at that possibility but just as quickly, doubt crept in and took over; her smile faltering. "How can you even know that?"

"I'm not blind Bo. I've seen the way Lauren looks at you. Time and time again, she took risks to help you, knowing that as a slave to the Light, she could be punished for it; but she did it anyway. People only take reckless chances like that in the name of love… Trust me on that."

Bo sighed, "I don't know Dyson…"

The Detective continued, "The day before your Dawning, I went to her apartment to drop off a case file and she told me that she had a hard time believing that she ever found someone like you… That you even existed." Dyson remembered the moment when the blonde made that declaration; it hung in the air between them – they both felt the same way for Bo and in an odd way, it was the closest that he ever felt to the doctor. Relating this story to the Succubus, Dyson felt a strange sense of release. His accepting that his mate was in love with another, freed him from the emotional chains that tied him down – his anger, jealousy, frustration, depression - it didn't have such an intense hold on him anymore; he knew that it was a first step but this was the most unburdened that he had felt since the Norn took his love away.

Bo quietly thought about what Dyson just told her; wanting desperately to believe him. She eventually shook her head sadly; her belief that she lost Lauren forever, eclipsed everything. "It doesn't make a difference anymore. Lauren doesn't believe that I love her and she doesn't trust me because I wasn't honest with her."

Dyson was shocked. "Then you make her believe you! Since when do you give up, Bo? You're too stubborn to quit!"

The brunette couldn't hold back her tears any longer. "I let her down Dyson! I took her and our relationship for granted and I made her doubt my love for her… Every waking minute of every day that she's been gone, I've thought about going after her. What stops me from doing that is the fact that she left – that she doesn't want to be with me... It's not a matter of being stubborn. I'm trying to respect her decision even though it's killing me to do so."

Bo wiped away the tears streaming down her cheeks; her voice broken, "I don't know how I can ever get over her."

There was nothing else that Dyson could say to help. Bo's mind was made up. The most he could offer was a comforting shoulder to lean on if she wanted it. "More shots." Dyson said as he poured alcohol into their glasses and handed one to her. They clinked their glasses and chugged back their drinks; wincing as the liquid burned its way down their throats.

A few minutes passed and the alcohol started to take affect. Bo ached, emotionally and physically; in fact, she was certain that her body was swearing at her for the thrashing that she received from Tamsin. It was time to go home and get some rest. "I'm beat. I'm gonna head home… See you around?"

"Sure. Good night." Dyson smiled sadly as he watched his former mate walk out of the Dal and out of his heart.

As Bo walked to her Camaro, she texted Kenzi apologizing for not meeting up with her, stating that she was heading home as she was tired. All Bo wanted right now was to be home.

Crack Shack

Once home, the brunette took a long, hot shower to clean the alley way grime off of her, as well as, all the dried blood that covered her body. Had she known that she looked so ghastly and bloody, she would've gone straight home instead of staying at the Dal. She was surprised that the Fae in the bar weren't staring at her; granted she was a bit preoccupied so it was quite possible that she didn't notice if they were.

Even though she was incredibly sore everywhere, the shower helped make her feel a bit better. Instead of looking like a bloody bruise on legs, she was now a clean and slightly refreshed bruise on legs that chose to get into her comfiest comfy clothes and curl up on the couch. Though she was completely exhausted, she couldn't sleep as her mind was going a mile a minute. Now that she recognized and acknowledged the part she played in her relationship's demise, she didn't know what to do.

Kenzi came home to find Bo with her legs curled up on the couch; the room dimly lit. The petite woman was surprised to see Bo alone and dressed in sweats as opposed to being naked and draped in the arms of one of her conquests. The Goth noticed that the brunette was battered and bruised and looked very despondent, so when she sat next to friend, she didn't say a word; instead she put her arm around her shoulder. At the physical contact, Bo leaned into her Russian friend, wrapped her arms around her and broke down crying; she couldn't keep it in anymore. As much as Kenzi's heart broke for Bo, she was thankful to see that she was finally acknowledging her pain. They stayed huddled into each other for some time; the sound of Bo's sobs piercing through the silence while Kenzi comforted her.

After Bo was all cried out, she sat up and wiped her red, swollen eyes with the sleeve of her sweat shirt. Kenzi got up and returned moments later with a box of Kleenex which the brunette desperately needed. As they sat on the couch; Bo blew her nose loudly, creating a small mountain of used tissues on the coffee table. The tiny Goth waited patiently as she knew that Bo was finally ready to talk.

"I really messed things up Kenz. Not just my part in causing Lauren to leave and how pathetically I've been behaving but I… I did something really stupid. I think I made things worse with Lauren." Bo confessed.

"What do you mean?" Kenzi didn't understand how Bo could have made things worse seeing that Hot Pants wasn't even here.

Bo timidly said, "I, umm, I've been leaving Lauren voice and texts messages whenever I've been drinking; it's been the only time I've had the nerve to contact her. Some of them have been… angry."

"Oh-kay. Can I see?" The Goth asked calmly; wondering how bad it could really be.

Bo scrolled to the texts that she sent and hesitantly handed her mobile phone over to Kenzi.

The Goth sat on the edge of the couch, her elbows resting on her knees and the cell phone in her hands; she quietly mouthed the words as she read.

* How are you? I hope you're ok and they're treating you well. *
* I miss you Lauren. I wish you were here. *
* Guess what? Trick installed a mechanical bull at the Dal! Its fun but it hurts like a bitch when you fall off! *

Kenzi shook her head as she continued to read; meanwhile the brunette twirled her hair nervously around her fingers as she watched her friend.

* How could you just run away? You didn't even stay and fight for us. *
* Vex is back in town and has his powers back! Thought that would appeal to your scientific curiosity. *
* You were willing to listen to Tamsin but you wouldn't even give me, your own girlfriend; a chance to explain what happened? *
* You always keep things from me as if I can't handle the truth and then you expect me to know what you're thinking and feeling?! *

"Really Bo?!" Kenzi muttered as she briefly looked up at her friend before continuing to read the train wreck of texts. The brunette squirmed in her seat ashamed.

* I love you Lauren. *
* There were two of us in this relationship. You brought your share of shit to the table and you put everything on me yet you didn't see me run away from us! *

Kenzi shook her head, groaning. "No! You didn't send that!?" Bo made an embarrassed scrunched up face at her friend's comment as she continued to squeeze the life out of the couch pillow that was resting on her lap.

* Please give me another chance. *
* How could you just leave without us talking things out? *
* What gives you the right to make a decision that affects us both?! I never got the chance to explain my side of things and you expect me to be okay with this?! *
* I'm so sorry Lauren. My life is empty without you in it. Please give me another chance. I want to make things right. *

The tiny Goth made a hissing sound. "Ohhh… this would make a good 'after school special' on why drunk texting is a bad, badidea." The Succubus buried her face into the pillow, absolutely mortified. If Kenzi thought this about her texts, she can only imagine what Lauren thought. All the worse case scenarios that she had envisioned before suddenly grew worse.

Kenzi hesitantly moved on to the Doc's replies; she wasn't sure what to expect from the blonde after she read Bo's texts. To say that reading these personal texts made her feel a bit awkward, would an understatement.

* I'm fine. I've been very busy in the lab and field. *
* They're treating me well here so there's no need for you to worry. *
* Bo, I have to be honest, I don't believe you when you say that you love me. I also don't trust you after you lied to me about Dyson and Tamsin. *

"Ouch! Dr. Freeze is back…not that I blame her." the Goth muttered.

Kenzi sat staring blankly at the mobile as she let everything she just read, sink in. The silence was suddenly broken when Kenzi did a face palm. "Jesus Bo! Single white female much?"

"I know, I know. I can't believe I turned into a Succu-stalker!" Bo was wringing the pillow in her hands. "I come across clingy, angry, depressed and immature. What a great way to make a good impression to try and win her back." Bo felt embarrassed by what she had done and also angry that her actions pushed Lauren to retaliate. "Did you read her response? I'm actually surprised that she didn't tell me to fuck off; to leave her alone and to stop contacting her." Bo threw her head back so that it was resting against the couch; shaking her head in disgust as she looked at the ceiling.

"Is that what you want - to win her back?" Kenzi asked.

"I can't picture my life without Lauren in it but she doesn't want me. She left me remember?" Bo covered her face with her hands.

Kenzi grabbed her friend's hands and pulled them down to her lap; giving them a squeeze. "Lauren loves you Bo. She's just hurting – this is her way of dealing and getting some space. And you didn't answer my question – do you want her back?"

Bo knew that Kenzi was being serious as she just called Lauren by her name and not any of her numerous nicknames. "Yes… but I don't know what to do. I don't know where to start."

The tiny Russian looked the brunette in the eyes. "Do you want it straight up – the honest, brutal truth? And promise that you won't go all Succubitch on me?"

"Yes, I do. And I promise." Bo replied genuinely and nodded her head.

Kenzi stood up; she needed to stand just in case Bo didn't take it well. She had been waiting for this moment – for Bo to be open to what she had to say; she only hoped that her friend would listen. She turned to face the brunette and maintained eye contact. "You need to get your head out of your ass and get your shit together – you're a fucking mess. Take responsibility for what you've done and stop feeling sorry for yourself - you've been doing that for the past month and look where it's gotten you. You've been getting into fights, getting drunk and having sex with a different person or Fae every single night. I get that you blame yourself for the break up but this isn't working. You are not happy."

The Goth paused, checking to see that what she was saying was getting through to the brunette and that there were no blue eyes glowing back at her. Seeing that she still had Bo's attention, she continued. "If you want Lauren back, you have to fight for her. You need to find her; beg for her forgiveness; let her know that you are aware that you messed up; and you need to be very patient - the Doc won't run back to you with open arms. But most importantly, you need to be honest about everything; otherwise it'll only make things worse. I'm not saying to bend over and take it - you have to call her on her shit as it wasn't all you… well, mostly you but still… it takes two to tango. You wanted to be in a relationship Bo. This is what it takes. Are you ready to fix things?"

Bo's eyes were brimmed with tears; she knew that Kenzi was right – she and her best friend had come to the same conclusion, essentially confirming that she made a mess of things and that it was time to own up to it and fix it. She nodded her head resolutely. "Yes, I'm ready. I want Lauren back more than anything."

"Are you certain? Because if you do this, you have to go all the way; you can't afford to do less." Kenzi cautioned.

Bo was adamant. "I've never been more certain. I've been unhappy and pathetic without her and I know that I've made everyone else's life – yours most especially – miserable." This was the first time since Lauren had left, that the brunette felt confident and sure of anything – she had been hiding and ignoring the truth for too long. This was the right decision; it was the only decision.

The Succubus shook her head and smiled at her friend as she plopped back down on the sofa; putting her boots up on the coffee table. "When did you get to be so wise?"

Kenzi grinned and flashed her pearly whites, patting Bo's hand, "I've always been wise, Grasshopper. Just everyone here in Fae-nation has been blind to my awesomeness."

Bo chuckled at her friend. "I bow before you oh wise sensei. First thing tomorrow, I'm going to meet with Hale and find out where Lauren is. But right now, I really need to get some rest. I'm exhausted."

The Goth nodded her head and made a scrunched up face. "You really do BoBo. If there was ever a time that you needed beauty rest, it's now. You look like shit… like death warmed over repeatedly… like an Ogre chewed you up and spit you out... like-"

Bo interrupted. "I get the point Kenz, thanks."

"What?! It's true! You've definitely looked better… hotter… less lumpy and bruised." The petite woman gestured at Bo's head and torso.

"Yeah, well you can thank Tamsin for that." Bo revealed.

"She did thisto you?! I'm so going to kick her freakin' Dark Fae ass… well, I can distract her and you can kick her ass. Just tell me when and we'll get 'Operation Kick Ass' in motion!" Kenzi was angry – first for what Tamsin did to Lauren and now this.

It was the second time that night that her best friend got her to chuckle. "Calm down Kemo Sabe. I started it." Kenzi produced an eye roll at that admission. "I know! Big surprise but I had my reasons. I didn't tell you this before but in Lauren's letter, she said that Tamsin took great pleasure in telling her about the kiss and that's why she left. I've wanted to confront Tamsin ever since I read that but she was out of the city. So when I saw her tonight, it was like something snapped inside me. I just wanted her to suffer; I wanted to hurt her like she hurt Lauren. So, once she was outside the Dal, I asked her and when she confirmed it, I hit her… it was all downhill from there."

"What happened?" the young Russian asked as she sat on the edge of the couch.

"We fought for awhile, trading blows and insults. I know I look horrible but she looks worse. I busted up her face and I think I broke a few of her ribs. I left her lying flat on her back in the nasty ass alley behind the Dal. And no, I didn't kill her… though I was really tempted to suck her dry."

"What stopped you?" Kenzi was curious. She was glad that Bo told her about Tamsin; after she had snooped-read Lauren's letter, she knew that Bo would be very upset about the Valkyrie. She was just surprised that her friend was able to stop herself from finishing off the Dark Fae.

"Tamsin said something that made me realize that my relationship had issues before she ever said anything to Lauren. She said that I could blame her all I wanted but the truth was that it was all on me. It made me realize that I was ignoring my part in all of this. Tamsin may have given our relationship the final push off the cliff but I took us to the edge to begin with." Bo sighed heavily.

"Sounds like you had an eventful night Bo-Bo. For what it's worth, I'm glad that you finally figured it out." Kenzi smiled sadly at her friend.

Bo looked directly into the Goth's eyes, "I'm sorry that it took so long for me to figure it out. I really am Kenz. I'm sorry for all the shit that I put you through these past few weeks." Bo said solemnly.

"You've always been a slow learner." Kenzi teased; it was her way of accepting Bo's apology.

The Succubus moved towards her friend and unfortunately, it was a little too quickly for her body's liking. Grunting from the pain, she said, "You're lucky that my bruises have bruises, otherwise, I'd come over there and slap you."

"How many times do I have to tell you that I'm not into that S&M shit. No wonder Vex likes you." Kenzi wiggled her eyebrows at the brunette. "I'd settle for a hug instead." Kenzi said in a low but serious voice.

"Deal! But you have to come over here cuz I was serious about my bruises having bruises. I really do ache all over." The brunette whined.

The tiny Goth quickly covered the distance between them; flinging her arms around the brunette and hugged her tight. Kenzi's death grip caused Bo to groan in pain but she didn't budge, she was overcome with joy that her actions hadn't pushed her best friend away.

Kenzi had missed her best friend and was so relieved to have her back. "I missed you Succubum." She whispered into Bo's ear. She knew that the brunette still had a rocky road ahead of her but at least she was finally on track and ready to make some much needed changes.

"I missed you too Kenz. I am really sorry." Bo apologized; kissing the side of her friend's head.

Kenzi pulled away gently so that she could look her friend in the eyes. "You're forgiven but you still owe me a few shopping sprees. Add a month's supply of take-out to this arrangement - my choice for a month – and we're good!"

Bo smiled, "You drive a hard bargain but you got yourself a deal. Let me speak with Hale first and I'll make good on my promises."

Bo was looking forward to tomorrow; to talking to Hale and finding out where Lauren was so that she could fly there and make things right between them. Aside from some serious soul searching, she wasn't exactly sure how she was going to fix things but she would do whatever it would take to get Lauren back. Failing was not an option.

"I'm going to bed. I'll see you in the morning." Bo yawned as she slowly got off the couch; grimacing in pain.

Kenzi used the newly acquired couch real estate to stretch out and turn on the game console so that she could start her killing spree of robot hookers. "You mean, later in the morning. Tell Hale 'hola!' for me and when you get back, I want all the deets."

The brunette nodded and hobbled out of the living room; making her slow, excruciating ascent to her bedroom. In the mean time, the tiny Goth had started her war on the evil, slutty robots. When Bo finally made it to the top of the stairs, she stopped and yelled down. "Oh I almost forgot. I told Dyson that even though he has his love back, I am very much in love with Lauren. I made it very clear to him and it's all good. Niiiight!"

It took a second to process what she just heard. "BACK UP THE BUS! Say what?!" Kenzi stood up, stopping in mid-kill. Instead she was greeted with silence as Bo had already gone into her room and shut the door; completely disregarding the fact that she had dropped a bombshell on her friend and left her hanging. The Goth continued staring at the empty stairs dumbstruck; her game controller dangling at her side. A few seconds passed before she was able to collect herself and sat back down on the couch. By the time she returned her attention to her game, it was too late - a crazed gang of hookers had already killed her avatar and were doing the robot dance on her corpse.

TBC

Author's note:

- Unfortunately, Kenzi's avatar was killed during the writing of this chapter. There was a very private service and a closed casket due to the extent of the injuries. Kenzi's avatar's peeps have sworn bloody revenge on all robot hookers and all of their sympathizers. Condolences can be sent to the Crack Shack; Kenzi is accepting food primarily in the form of burgers and extra cheese pizzas.