As soon as Bo gave me the go ahead for Trick's surgery, I told the leading surgeon Dr. Marshal Stevens. He assembles his team and the nurses went to prep the operating room. I looked up Dr. Marshal's credentials and patient history and it is very impressive. It definitely made me feel better about someone else handling Trick's case.

I also called Kenzi to let her know what is going on, just in case Bo didn't. Bo needs all the support there is to offer and I intend on getting her exactly that. Especially now, since it's time to get Trick into the operating room.

Walking through Trick's doorway, I spot Bo sitting with her grandfather. But as I look around the room, I see not only Kenzi, but my mom, Tamsin, and Vex. These people are so much more than friends, they are my family. "Hey Dr. Hotpants, where's this lab coat that I've been hearing so much about?"

Tamsin and Kenzi share a look that has my mom and Vex laughing. I look down at my navy blue scrubs and shrug my shoulders, "Someone just sounds jealous that they don't have one."

Vex laughs and walks over to his wife, "Doc, you'd be surprised how much role play we do during the week. Who is to say we don't?" I groan, along with everyone else, trying to get rid of the picture Vex painted.

Tamsin elbows him and walk out of his reach and over to me. "It's that time?" She asks referring to the operation. I nod staring at Bo, who still seems lost in her own thoughts, oblivious to the conversations around her. "It's going to take more than a few hours. Maybe you can get her out of here?"

Tamsin gives me a sympathetic look, "I know as well as you do that she's not going anywhere." And I do know, but wishful thinking, I suppose. Tamsin pats my back and I walk past her over to my girlfriend.

My pager gives off a quick 'beep' indicating the team is outside and ready to take him down to the OR.
"Is it time?" Bo asks never breaking her eyes from her grandfather.

"It is." She stands up and gives his hand a kiss. When she turns to fully face me, her expression changes to confusion. "Why are you wearing scrubs?"

I place a loose strand of hair that escaped my ponytail and tuck it behind my ear. "Just because I'm not the head surgeon doing Trick's procedure doesn't mean I'm not going to be in there." I'm suddenly nervous about her question. Does she not want me in there? Am I overstepping for assuming she'd be okay with me assisting?

A piece of me is slightly offended that she doesn't think I am capable of doing surgery. But then again we haven't really had too much time to talk about the minor details of what my 'doctoring' entails. "Just because I decided to do more research than surgery doesn't mean I'm any less of a doctor. But if you'd rather me sit in the waiting room with you I can do that too."

Bo reaches her hands to my scrub top, slightly twisting the material in her fists. "No, I'm not doubting that you're any less. I just didn't know you wanted to be in there. As much as I would like you holding me the next few hours, I like knowing you'll be with him. So he's not alone in there."

She looks up at my eyes with a small smile, "Navy looks good on you. You should wear it more." Her fingers flex slightly grazing the skin on my stomach, instantly giving me the chills. I suck in a breath and give her a smirk. "This is so not the time for compliments or for that." I grab her hands and pull them away from my sensitive skin. "After, after all of the craziness, I promise we will go on a vacation away from everyone and I will not deny you a thing. But it has to be after."

Bo bites her lip and nods, "After. Now go help my gramps, love." She leans forward and presses a soft kiss to my lips, "I love you."

"And I love you, Isabeau." Kenzi comes up behind Bo and holds her as I pull away and nod for the nurses to wheel Tricks bed out. I look at my mom and friends, silently telling them to keep an eye on Bo, before I follow the team into the OR.

Bo

"What's taking so long? It's already been two hours!" Ever dice Lauren took him away my anxiety has been at an all time high. I guess I never really have gotten my head around the fact that Trick is in surgery. Because he has brain tumors. Tumors that has been affecting him emotionally.

Tamsin finishes placing a call for some pizza to be delivered here and hangs up turning to me. "I bet it's just getting started. I looked into the details and what exactly they have to do. Sorry to put a damper on things, but it could take up to twelve hours. More so depending on the locations of each of the tumors."

Jane grabs, what looks like her ninth magazine and chimes in, "Brain surgery isn't meant to be rushed either. So sit tight and wait until the food comes. I'm sure Lauren will pop in as soon as she can with an update." As soon as she mentions Lauren, my body relaxes. Lo promised to make frequent updates and of course, I'm too wound up to remember. "Ugh patience never was my strong suit."

Kenzi laughs looking up from her video game, "Don't we know it Bo Bo! Now sit down and try and relax. Maybe take a nap?" Kenzi eyes bug out and stands up abruptly. "Or not."

I'm about to ask her what is the matter, but then I hear a pair of heels clicking on the floor behind me. When I turn around, I see Evony Marquise, still as flawless as ever, standing in front of me. "Hello Miss Dennis." She gives a gentle smile, one I didn't think she knew, but it was one full of sympathy. "I've heard about your grandfather, I'm sorry."

She holds up a bouquet of bright flowers, "Here, to help him through his recovery." I take the flowers tentatively. I've only met Evony on a few occasions, but at each one she's been a sarcastic, stuck up bitch that takes and never gives. But here she is, being...nice?

"Thank you. This is really nice of you to come all the way here for this." Jane appears next to me, "Here, I'll take those, sweetie." I let her take the flowers and place them near a table where Trick will be.

"We ordered pizza. There will be more than enough, you should stay and have a slice?" Tamsin asks trying to break the weird silence in the room. "I'd love to, but there's actually more to this visit aside from the flowers."

Evony pulls a thick stack of papers rubber banded to a folder. "Terrible timing, I know, but Mr. Thornwood's lawyer and company have requested a deal." She hands me the heavy papers and guides me to sit down with her. "It's too good to pass up, so here I am."

I look at the papers trying to find out what the deal entails exactly, but Kenzi reads through it faster. "Wow, could he really do that?" I read faster hearing those words from my best friend.

"Yup, Dyson Thornwood would go to a psych ward for five years without and chances for early release or rehabilitation for assault and battery. Then when he gets released there, his father with move him out of State and out of sight. Essentially, Dyson Thornwood will be out of your lives for good."

I stare at Evony when she finishes, unsure where to begin. "That seems too good to be true. And where would he go? What would keep him there? There's no guarantee!" It seems like a dream come true in theory, but in reality I'll only get five years of relief. What if he doesn't let me and Lauren live our lives after those years are up?

"Whoa! Don't worry, that's why I'm your lawyer. Let's do this one question at a time. Richard Thornwood is trying to avoid any bad publicity and well, his son is the definition of it. So Richy Rich doesn't want anything to do with him, so he's set up a small little business in Kotelny Island." She smirks.

Kenzi and I look at each other confused. "Where is that?"

"Time for the trusty old Google!" Vex grabs his phone and types quickly. "Humph. That will do." He smiles and hands us the phone. Kenzi laughs, "Russia?! He's sending him there?"

"It's technically an island many miles into the East Siberian Sea, but yes. It's an isolated island that only gets supplies dropped to them by plane. There are no ships that go there and there is only a population of fifty people." Evony takes the paper and flips a few pages. "But that is for a later time and Dyson already signed for that. He should have done more research in my opinion, but I'm not his lawyer."

I'm stunned silent. I didn't know you could just ship off people to live a life in complete opposite that you wanted. But Dyson has made his choice. "So, I'd be free? No more looking over my shoulder or waiting for the other shoe to drop?"

Evony squeezes the hand on my knee, "Yes, you don't have to worry anymore. He's no longer a problem for you or Lauren. Dyson will just be a distant memory once you sign." She hands me a pen and I stare at her for a moment before turning to the rest of the faces in the room. That's when I see Lauren's beautiful self walking in the room.

I run to her and give her a hug. Before I can control it, I begin to fire off questions about Trick, but she cuts me off, "He's doing great Bo, Dr. Stevens is just making sure we have plenty of room to make the cuts. I just wanted to update you guys before it starts." She looks at the random guest in the room, "Evony? Good news I hope?" She gestures to the papers in hand.

"I just need to sign, Lauren. Then Dyson will be out of our lives for good." She looks at me with glossy eyes. She is so good at compartmentalizing her feelings, but I see the emotion there. She too is ready for this to be over. And that is all the incentive I need.

I click the pen, "Where do I sign."

Lauren

Fourteen hours. It took fourteen hours is what it took to take all three tumors from Trick's brain. I've never been so exhausted. My arms are dead weigh and my neck and shoulders are stiff beyond belief. But even with feeling this, I'd do it all again.

Trick had no complications and will make a full recovery. He's going to have a few nifty scars on his head, but shouldn't really complain considering why.

After I told Bo and our friends the great news, I explained that Trick needs rest, but will be monitored over night. Bo wasn't happy when I said she couldn't stay with him too, but the idea of sleeping in her own bed made her cheer up slightly. So after a little while seeing her grandpa I gave Bo a kiss and sent her home with the gang.

I needed to finish up a few things before I too could head home, but it wouldn't be long. So, freshly showered thanks to the hospital hospitality, I grabbed a pair of clean scrubs and drove home. The drive was short, but it was nice to replay the events that took place. Trick will be able to wake from his coma in the next 24 hours. Dyson will be sent to the psych ward in a few days. It seems like the storm before the calm is finally ending.

Pulling up to my apartment complex I get out and heat to my place. Sleep in slowly coming over me with every step. Unlocking my door, I turn to my girlfriends door and contemplate going there to sleep. But as much as I want to feel Bo's arms around me, I don't want to wake her from her sleep.

Sighing, I walk into my place and head straight to my room. Collapsing face first on my bed, I clutch the pillow that smells faintly like my girlfriend. "Good night Bo." I whisper as I'm peacefully falling asleep.

"Good night Lauren." My eyes fly open and turn to see Bo in a red teddy leaning against the bathroom door. "What, how?"

She walks closer to me, I smell her freshly showered scent. I roll over and she gets on the bed and kisses me. Her lips are soft making me sigh at how right they feel against my own. My eyes are still closed when she pulls away, but I feel her straddle my stomach, "Hey there Doctor."

I hum as she presses kisses along my jaw and neck. Her hands snake under my scrub to and work their way up. "Oh, this is a pleasant surprise." She coos talking about me not wearing a bra.

"That feels so good, my love." I moan out. My arms are still so heavy, but I manage to lift my hands enough to rest them on her thighs. "Open your eyes, baby." I do as she asks to see her pull the straps of her teddy down to expose her luscious breasts. She then places my hands on them and helps me kneed the mounds of flesh.

Feeling her nipples harden under my palms I muster up the energy to sit up and push my mouth against her. Her mouth invites me in so I can work her tongue with mine. With a new found energy, I untie my bottoms and pull them down, kicking then off with Bo ripping my top off. "No panties either? That is very unlike you." Bo giggles against my lips.

I feel her trying to work a hand in between us, but I have other plans. I roll us over so she is pinned underneath me and lift up her nightgown to expose her wet heat to me. I rise to my knees and take one of Bo's legs and hike it on my shoulder. I can tell she's unsure of what is happening until I press my center to hers.

Her eyes go wide and her mouth hangs open, "Oh god, oh god." Is what she keeps repeating in the between gasps every time I thrust against her. "Do you feel me, Bo? I'm so close baby." I pant speeding up my ministrations.

She never got to respond as she began coming. The burst of warm fluid covering me made me follow after her. We stared at one another as we rode out our orgasm. She grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down to an amazing kiss, "I love you Lauren Lewis. I can't even begin to describe how much."

An wave of emotion came over me and I had to fight the tears. "I love you too, Isabeau." I grab her hand and place it over my beating heart. I want her to feel every beat. To know that there's no denying that my heart is beating for her. "So much."

I relax in her arms with my face buried in her neck. She rubs my back as I fall asleep, not ready to give up any physical contact. "Sleep Lo. I'll be here when you wake." And I do.

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