Chapter Eleven : The Death Of The Couple That Never Was

"Hey," Lauren let out huskily almost in a whisper, The Ash's breath hitched slightly knowing the tone all too well in combination with how heightened her aura burned. Smiling she stepped aside letting the blonde make her way into the dimly lit room.

"Everything-okay?" she asked half heartedly as her eyes ran down from the small of her back, to her hips and then to her thighs.

"No."

"Stupid question." Lauren's heart-ached at the statement images of her girlfriend floating back to her. Swallowing the lump in her throat she tried to shake the memories from herself as her eyes narrowed trying to read the Fae's aura. "Are you okay, at this moment I mean? You seem a little, different."

"Different like, when I went to your sister that night?"

"Um." Sasha raised an eyebrow her mind clearing slightly as her eyes finally left the woman's body and made it to her eyes. "Not quite." The doctor took a deep breath realizing she was losing her hold on the woman.

"Damn."

"Damn? That's an odd response."

"Sometimes I miss that. The ability to be so forward." She took a couple steps toward the woman. "So sexual and confident."

"You seem to be doing just fine now, hun."

"Am I?" she giggled taking another step toward the Fae who was now studying her. "It just feels like I'm being weird when I do try."

"Don't think you give yourself enough credit Lauren. You have an amazing body, your beautiful, sexy. Bo is a lucky girl," she bit out jealousy mixed with disgust as the sentence came to an end. Her expression hardening as she folded her arms across her chest. "Lauren I'm deeply sorry about what happened. And I can't believe I'm doing this again but you need to leave."

"No."

"No?" Sasha raised an eyebrow amused with how certain the blonde was that she wouldn't be leaving.

"You don't want me?" she reached out cupping the woman's cheek lifting her eyes to meet her own lightening green ones.

"I do," she said softly as her eyes darkened, feeling a surge of energy shooting through her. "Lauren you don't need to try and seduce me. You know I want you. Why are-" her breath hitched against her will as she felt another surge. "What are you doing?"

"Trying," she leaned in her lips only inches from the other woman's, "trying to give in to what I want."

"Really?" she asked almost hopefully as she leaned in but found her lips meeting the woman's cheek as she tilted her head slightly, Lauren's face so close to her neck that she could feel her soft breath giving her chills. "Lauren."

"Shh," her lips now almost pressing to her ear. "I know who you are." She ran her hands over the outsides of the Fae's arms until her hands were loosely cupping her's. "I know," she paused as Sasha couldn't help but moan as she felt another wave of energy being passed onto her, "everything."

Lauren dropped to her knees, her left hand rest on the woman's hip as she looked up into Sasha's desire filled eyes. She used her right hand to trail down the back of the inside of her thigh down her ankle. The Fae letting out another moan as she let her head fall back as her eyes fluttered shut. Lauren watched intently the affect she was having, taking another deep breath a small grin came over her lips.

"Whoa!" the two's attention flew to the door that had just been kicked in to find a disgruntled Sonya standing there wide eyed.

"Sonya?" Sasha let out almost in disbelief even though her mind had not fully cleared. "Wh-what are you doing here?" she paused looking to Lauren who was now bringing herself to her feet, her face tense yet she couldn't read her. "Ho-how was your vacation?"

"Vacation? Ha. Pretty sure lost a lot of weight." She took a step into the apartment, even though her words were directed at the Fae she eyes were locked with Lauren's. "It was pretty damn hot there."

"I bet," she let out in a chuckle. "How did you-"

"Get back?" she barked out her jaw clenching trying to keep her anger in check. "Luckily I have a boyfriend who immune to that type of, weather."

"Boyfriend?" Sasha asked her smile fading.

"Yeah. Forgot to check that out did ya? Think this whole position of power is getting to you. Seem to be losing concentration."

"Why are you here? I'm sort of in the middle of something."

"I need the doctor."

"It can wait," Lauren chirped in almost glaring at the younger of the two.

"No. It can't."

"You forgetting who she belongs to?" Sasha asked her eyes darkening yet again as she took a step in front of Lauren who was still glaring.

"You forgetting who I am?" She walked up to The Ash without hesitating. "Might wanna check your ego sweetheart, they say it can be bad for your health." She reached past Sasha and grabbing Lauren's wrist tightly and pulling her out from behind Sasha.

"I said no," she growled out grabbing Sonya's arm getting an even louder growl in response.

"It's okay," Lauren said placing her on on Sasha's shoulder, nodding slightly. "We'll finish this another time."

Waiting a second until she was sure the Fae was calm she began toward the door, Sonya letting out another growl before following her lead Sasha on her heals until she reached the door. Letting out another growl of frustration she slammed the door so hard the wood split right down the middle. Take three short but deep breaths she tried to calm herself slowly her eyes returning to normal as she turned around and started toward the kitchen stopping mid way. Her brow tensing in confusion as she found a small dagger laying there. Kneeling down she picked it up with her right hand while she ran the blade over her left, just the simple light touch left a trail of blood. Her brow relaxing as a grin played across her lips.

Bo/Kenzi's Apartment

"This is ridiculous," Bo huffed out as she looked at the clock on the T.V, 1:45 a.m. She stood up tossing the remote on the couch as before getting half way to the door and turning around. "Leap of faith. Leap of faith," she repeated quietly to herself as she began pacing in front of the couch. "Fuck it." She sighed heavily before making it to the door, pulling it open to find Dyson standing there. "Creepy much?"

"We need to talk." He tilted his head up, nostrils flaring.

"What are you doing?" she asked confused as she looked up thinking he was gesturing to something.

"Checking for her."

"Dyson. I've had a really shitty day, week, month, okay let's be honest year. And you are not helping me out in this area. I don't know what your problem is with her right now nor do I really care. If this is some weird wolf possession thing your humping up the wrong leg cause you lost this fight a while ago." She tried to push past him but his stance made it impossible.

"Bo. You don't understand. That isn't Lauren. There is no human on her."

"Maybe your nosy nose is broken."

"Or maybe you're refusing to accept that your girlfriend is dead and this thing is taking her place."

"Move," she order all traces of pleasantry missing.

"Bo. You don't know what happened that night. Only that she wasn't herself when you found her. That she wasn't herself and then suddenly, what she is fine?"

"I said move."

"She played you when she was herself. Multiple times. What makes you think that now is any different? Do you know where she is right now? She's with Sasha."

"Move," she barked again trying to ignore his words that were hitting her harder then she wanted. "Move dammit!" She used her hands to push his chest but instead of moving him she found her wrist being captured as she was pushed back into the apartment against the hallway wall. His body trapping her's.

"Her father was just murdered and she's off with Sasha. Not you Bo. How many times has she picked her over you recently? How many times has it felt that something was off with her?" his tone soften slightly as she turned her head to the side trying to hide the tears that were slowly falling. "I don't want to hurt you Bo. She isn't right. Not anymore."

"Yo-you don't know that."

"Tell me I've been wrong. Tell me you've never looked at her and wonder who she was any more." He paused waiting for an answer as she tried to push him away again. "Tell me."

"Yes! Dammit! Okay! You win. I've wonder once or twice. But she-"

"But what? You said she didn't remember anything that happened, so what's the problem? Either she remembers and she's lying to you or she's made her choice."

Unknown

"What the fuck?" Sonya growled as she pushed Lauren against the brick wall, the back door to Sasha's apartment building just barely shutting. "What was your plan fuck the bitch to death? Don't think you got enough stamina for that sweetie."

"I thought that was the plan? To kill her."

"For me to kill her. Rather painfully considering the shit I've been through the past couple days," she growled again as her hand rested heavily on the blonde's chest holding her in place. "Come on! Tell me your plan. Lauren you don't have it in you to kill anyone let alone someone you have feelings for."

"I don't have—"

"Yeah. Yeah. Play it again Sam, maybe someone will believe it. Taking a life is hard no matter who it is."

"I've had people die before."

"No. You're a doctor who couldn't save the world. Taking a life is different. It's not what you see in the movies. It's not one two three your dead. Do you know how rare it is that someone dies instantaneously? When you insert the knife it has to make its way through flesh, bone, muscle, organs. There's a resistance. A sound. A smell. Do you think you can do that?"

"To her, yes," she said flatly without hesitation.

"Back away from my sister," they both turned to Eric who was making his way down the alley, his eyes a mixture of bright reds and oranges with a hint of yellow, almost as if fire was burning inside them.

"Relax Babe, I just saved your sister."

"Babe?" she asked looking between the two Fae.

"Yes. This is my boyfriend I mentioned. The reason I'm so interested in Sasha." Lauren looked intently at her brother as he calmed, his arm wrapping around Sonya's waist as she backed away from Lauren.

"Sasha is the reason I found out I was a Fae. Her and Syra were partly the reason I joined the dark side."

"Star wars reference. Really?" Sonya asked with a smile looking up at the young man.

"It's a good series. Plus it fit." He paused leaning down kissing her quickly. "Luke I am your father," he mimicked in his best Darth Vader voice that was almost identical. "Only in my case it was 'Eric come join the dark side' you'll never be alone, blah, blah, blah. When said by two hot sisters—ow," he was cut off by an elbow to the side. "As I was saying, by two sisters who I'm pretty sure had something going on. I was alone and angry and went with it."

"She?'

"Yup. Yup. Well can't blame her for the fact I'm Fae that's all ma, but boy did they teach me some stuff that is not sanctioned by anyone with moral standards." Lauren stood quite as she her eyes switched between the two trying to process everything she was being told.

Bo/Kenzi's Apartment

"Leave," she ordered softly trying to wipe the tears away with the back of her hand, as he leaned down further trying to get her to face him.

"Bo just-"

"No you need to leave." Dyson turned to face Lauren who stood in the open door way looking more than displeased. A deep growl was her only response.

"Where were you?" the succubus asked softly almost as if she didn't want to be heard as she turned to face the woman, her cheeks still damp.

"We can have this discussion when he is gone."

"Where you with her?"

"Bo."

"She knows Lauren. Knows where you were. Knows that you're not you anymore."

"Really? The who am I Dyson?" she asked walking into the apartment only a foot away from them, his arms still extended. Palms on the wall creating a barrier so the succubus couldn't escape. "Tell me since you seem to be so informed. Exactly," she barked out as she grabbed his wrist with enough strength to pull it back. The wolf ripping his hand away taking a step in toward her, fangs drawn. "You know nothing about me Dyson."

"I know what you're not."

"Really? Did you know the reason that you can't smell human on me anymore is because I feed off of Bo so much. That if I stopped within time the effects would wear off. That it's not Bo I've been playing it's been Sasha. That while I went there tonight it was to kill her."

"Lauren."

"All I needed was a couple hours Bo. Just a couple and I would have told you everything, but he's still in the way of us. Just as he's always been." She finally turned to face her girlfriend. "He's been gone for months and he's back a couple days and you trust in him more than me." She took a step back, ignoring the pain in her chest. "Just a couple of hours was all."

"Lauren wait," she called after the blonde who had already vanished down the hall.

Unknown

Sasha stood in front of the council at attention, a smile covering her face as she looked up at the fifteen intimidating hooded figures.

"We have discussed your request to take over Azazel's three territories, and we have reached a decision," the middle figure spoke, she smiled as she let her head drop. "Our decision is no."

"I'm sorry?" her attention shot up.

"The answer is no. You may not take his territories. We have already placed someone who we feel will be a better fit."

"A better fit? I am all that is left of the children of the Ancients."

"Exactly why the answer is no."

"You fear me?"

"Enough!" his yell so loud hurt her ear, winching in pain. "Our decision requires no explanation."

The Lab

"Thought you would be here," Sasha said as she pushed through the doors finding Lauren sitting at her desk.

"Normally am," she replied not bothering to look up.

"You know you're supposed to look up when someone speaks to you."

"I would if I respected you."

"What?" she asked her tone cool and confused as she leaned forward her hands resting on the desk. "What did you just say to me?"

"You heard me."

"No. I don't think I did," Sasha barked out as she ran her hand over the desk knocking off all of the folders and papers onto the floor.

"Something wrong? Didn't get Azazel's distracts?"

"You'd do well to speak to me with some respect."

"If I did, it would be a lie." She placed the pen she had been using down, and looked up eyes meeting the angry Fae's. "And I am tired of lying."

"I'm sorry did you suddenly go on your rag?"

"You could say that."

"You have something to say to me. Say it."

"I know everything you did to me. All your lies and your games." Lauren stood up calmly as the Fae's rage was building. "I know all of it."

"When?"

"Bits and pieces came back to me after a while."

"After you fed off of Bo?'

"Yeah."

"Hm." she let out with a smile, her rage calming. "So you knew the truth and-"

"How does it know you got played this time? To know that nothing was real. Nothing I told you. Nothing I did. It was all fake."

"I'm thinking the same way you felt when you found out your life was all my doing."

"Except for Bo."

"Yeah except for her." She clenched her jaw as she walked around the desk, Lauren taking a step back. "Pain in the ass she was-is."

"So what now?"

"Well I'll admit a round of applause for you babe, you played me. Pulled one over on me. But you forget one thing. I own you."

"Not anymore," she said ripping the necklace off throwing it to the floor. Sasha's smile widening but her eyes darkened.

"I could kill you for that."

"Then do it," Lauren dared her, closing the distance between the two of them. "Kill me Sasha. Torture me. Do whatever it is you want but it won't change the fact."

"What fact is that?" she growled her eyes now completely empty.

"That no matter what you do I will still belong to her. Even when I wore your mark, played your game making you think I wanted you," she trailed off her tone like her face showing disgust. "It was always her. I've always been her's."