Author's Notes: Well thanks all of you for reading this story and I again say I am sorry to disappoint; I do not know which way I will go. Sometimes regardless of what I plan out the story changes as it is being written. I want a BOLO relationship but I find the Bo of late isn't really to my taste. I figure if I can mature the character in my own writing but still stay somewhat within character then there is a possibility of a relationship. I find the hardest part of doing fanfiction is to stay as close to character as the shows character. Sometimes it's impossible because I hate what the writers have done with the character. Other times it's difficult since it doesn't fit with the story I am actually writing. Sadly it is what it is. I am trying not to let Lauren become a super omg she can do everything trope but sometimes it's hard not to create a batman. She isn't intended to be one and I hope I don't make her into one regardless of everything I imbue her with. She may be an angel but she isn't all powerful and like Lauren she takes the responsibility seriously. It will become something of a question of duty over love but at the same time I have to ask is Bo actually ready for a relationship? I can accept an inability for physical monogamy but I found Bo wasn't even capable of emotional monogamy and that makes the concept of monogamy impossible. Anyways rant over since I am just making those note incredibly long for no reason.
To respond to the reviews:
79: I felt a need to have the Fae show some form of appreciation. I recall there was some respect even bordering on affection for Lauren in the episode where Kenzi eats the foot soup. As for Dyson I honestly dislike him myself but I have seen a potential for friendship for them and the show is going with a bromance now (slight gagging) and I might actually keep with that. She will be returning eventually into the group but it will be a long time in coming. She has a lot going on and well that is going to come first especially with what happens in this chapter.
Kara-24: I actually had to have that review translated. Since there is no body to bury it won't actually have any real affect. As Luc said her death only exists among the Fae. Law dictates that declaration of death requires either proof of death either in evidence or a body, otherwise one has to wait at least seven years, longer in some states and countries in order to have the courts issue a death certificate. It will be something for her to look at and possibly think that at least someone cared enough to do it.
JCM: Where is Bo? I might stick with Canon for that part. I do enjoy writing my own story but I figure I have enough of the show that I currently totally dislike and it might be a lot of fun to change it up. I started writing this story when the season began and I actually started it because I was disappointed. I still haven't finished the season though I have read the spoilers and even through just those I am a little disappointed. So I may just tweak the season enough to fit my needs while at the same time going into the world of heaven, hell, and the eytil.
Cheekymadom: I am sorry to disappoint but Tamsin will be making an introduction but not in the way you think or suspect.
Disclaimer: Characters are property of Showcase. Story is partially mine.
"Are you sure you really want to go?" Luc asked giving Lauren a searching look.
"You've asked me that question every day for the past two weeks and the answer is still the same. I am as trained as I am going to get Luc and even you have to admit I am ready to go back to Earth. I can fight, thanks to you, with a sword, staff, bow, knife, and hand to hand. You know I am ready and you promised that once three years was up I could visit." Lauren paused gave Luc a cheeky smile and picked up her back pack. "Well the three years are up and I am going. I promise I won't be gone for too long." Leaning towards Lucifer she placed a soft kiss on his cheek before turning away and walking towards the portal she had fallen from three years ago.
"You know it doesn't stop me from worrying about you. It's not like you've given me any children to become my heir in case you die. You are my last hope Lauren." Lucifer spoke solemnly keeping his eyes forward.
"Don't be an ass Luc. I don't intend on dying any time soon and your pathetic version of guilt isn't going to work on me." Giving Luc a soft punch in the arm she smiled not missing a step towards her destination. "Keep this up and I will fly to the portal leaving your sorry self coughing in my dust."
"You beat me once in a race and suddenly you think you are faster than me."
"Once? Once? I beat you more than a dozen times!"
"Clearly your mind has become damaged from all the severe beatings I gave you with my sword. See you shouldn't go, you have brain damage." Smiling Luc bumped Lauren. He was going to miss her. The idea of her leaving ate at him. He knew he would miss her questions, her quest for knowledge. He would miss training with her, teaching her, and talking to her. She was interesting and funny and had somehow wormed her way deeply into his heart.
"I'll miss you too Luc but I won't be gone long, a day maybe two, and then I will come home. I just want to let them know that I am okay. I think they deserve that." Stopping Lauren turned to Luc and gave him a hug.
"Yeah well you know how I feel about that so I won't even bother getting into that argument again. It's longer here just remember that." He said returning her hug. "Now make me proud and open up a portal back to Earth." He stepped back giving her a soft smile.
Giving Luc one last smile Lauren focused her mind on the lines of power around her. She had learned over the last year of her education that there were several alternate dimensions connected to Earth. The first of course was the world Lucifer created to house souls. However, some of the older more powerful Fae had gathered their power and created their own dimension. Each world in turn was connected to Earth through lines of power, fey lines as Luc called them. They allowed him to shift back to Earth and they allowed all the other Fae to return to Earth as well. Turning her mind to that one particular line Lauren pulled power and opened a door back to Earth. Giving Luc a final wave she passed through grateful she had stopped consuming food when her stomach clenched painfully at the transition.
Releasing a breath she smiled at her success. Looking around the deserted observatory nee surgery room Lauren frowned as she spotted the operating table, and not far from it, the place she had laid dying. Moving closer she marveled that so much time had passed yet barely any had passed. Turning away she decided to look around the lab and the grounds. The place was empty but after a couple of hours of poking and prodding around she realized that nobody had thought to clean up the place. No one within either factions of the Fae had thought it would be wise to return to this place and destroy any evidence that the Fae existed. Frowning at the clear lack of thought on either parties side Lauren gathered up all the samples she could find and placed them into the incinerator. The last thing humanity needed to was to get involved with the Fae any more than they already were. Shifting over to the computers she turned one on and searched through the network. It didn't take her long to discover that the whole system was on a closed network and that all data was being stored within the facility. Thanking the fact that Taft was an egotistical bastard Lauren wiped her computer and then removed the hard drive. She would have to remove every hard drive in every computer and then destroy the backup drives. It was more work then she had intended for her first day back on Earth but it seemed like a necessity. Humanity wasn't ready for the Fae.
Six hours later as the sun slowly began its descent Lauren turned off the incinerator. All that was left of the Fae was a small smoldering pile of slag. The Fae were safe and in a way so was humanity. Making her way out of the facility Lauren considered the realities of her situation. She was in the middle of nowhere with no car or other means of fast travel. She could fly but she didn't want to possibly risk exposing her existence to the rest of the world. She could catalogue herself but it took a lot of energy, focus, and power, it also wasn't her strong suit. Shaking her head at her own lack of forethought Lauren adjusted her back pack and began walking in the direction she presumed the city to be.
A mile into her walk Lauren paused staring at a set of tire marks. Looking closely she frowned as the marks went off road and over a small cliff. Frowning deeper at the lack of guard rails Lauren made her way down the side of the road towards an upside down truck. Looking closely at wreckage Lauren wondered why the truck was still on its back and how much time had passed since the accident. Crouching close to the driver's side Lauren nearly fell back in shock. The passenger's side door was nearly torn off its hinges and on the driver's side roof lay a small infant swathed in a dirty white shirt and jean jacket. The driver's side window was shattered and pieces of glass still stuck out at odd angles ready to cut skin. Turning to the passenger's side Lauren crouched onto her knees and slowly crawled into the truck. Laying a hand lightly on the infant's chest she breathed a sigh of relief as she felt the child draw in a deep breath. Moving her hand around and under the infant's neck she slowly pulled the infant closer.
Smiling as grey eyes looked up at her Lauren felt her heart skip a beat. Running her fingers along the infants body she checked for any bodily injuries or head trauma. Finding none she picked up the baby girl and slowly inched herself out of the truck being careful to avoid the stray pieces of shattered glass. Standing up Lauren frowned lightly at the infant tucked carefully into her arms. Looking around she found no evidence of habitation or that the accident was within the last day or two. There were no bodies and no large pools of blood. The entire scene was rather clean and the fact that there were no parents searching for the infant left her flabbergasted. "How in the world did you get out here? How have you managed to survive out here by yourself?" They were far enough away from the city that coyote's and foxes were the obvious predators, not to mention the occasional lone wolf. Knowing neither question was likely to be answered anytime soon Lauren considered her options. She could continue her walk to the city and hope someone decided to give her a ride or she could fly. She memorized the map of the city that Luc had given her and she had a very good grasp of where his penthouse was but she was still cautious of being able to recognize it from the sky. Glancing down at the silent infant she realized her decision had already been made the second she found the baby. She had to get to a safe place where the child could be fed, cleaned, and taken care of. Releasing a sigh Lauren thanked the small amount of foresight she had in wearing a backless blouse. Focusing her mind on her wings she felt them slowly push out of her body, releasing a sigh of pain and pleasure as they broke skin, grew bone and muscle, and finally feathers. Extending them to their full width she pumped them slowly to get the blood flowing properly.
"Now I know we only just met and so far you have been very cooperative but I am going to need you to be even more so. We are about to take flight and I am going to have to stay very, very focused not only on where we are going but also on making us invisible. I will be honest; I'm not very good at it. So you are going to have to be very good and stay very quiet." Running her fingers along the baby's silky soft cheek Lauren smiled as the baby girl yawned and closed her eyes. Clearly the child knew there was nothing to fear and that she was safe. Shaking her head softly Lauren launched them into the air and slowly gained enough elevation to see the city sky line.
Flying around the highest sky scrapers of Toronto, Lauren thanked her luck when she found the Ten Yorker condominium. She had to admit that it was rather ostentatious and completely Luc's style. The building was large, massive even, and of course along the waterfront. It screamed Luc and a part of her wondered if he was one of the investors that had it built. She would believe it if he said as much. Searching the top of the building she found the balcony of the penthouse facing the water. Touching down she looked down at the swaddled infant grateful that she had been asleep for the entire trip. Moving the infant to one arm she shifted her back pack to the floor and fished out the keys to the balcony doors. She doubted few would ever think to break in through the balcony but she gave Luc credit for thinking to lock the doors when he wasn't using the place.
Entering into a large simply decorated master bedroom Lauren let out a soft whistle of appreciation. The room was done in black, white and red. It was stark yet simple with a elegant touch to the simplicity that appealed to her senses. Mildly she wondered if Luc had decorated the room with her tastes in mind. She loved soft and plush and over done but it was an indulgence, not something she wanted to live with every day, day in and day out. No her style ran towards the more organized and occasionally the more severe in its designed simplicity.
Rearranging the pillows Lauren placed the sleeping infant on top of the covers and gave herself a tour of the bedroom followed by the rest of the penthouse. She found the condo to be large and simply designed and decorated. Three bedrooms, three bathrooms, and one half bathroom. The two other bedrooms were smaller than the master bedroom but still had a decent sized closet and a private bathroom. The kitchen was decorated in chrome and black granite making it a touch dark but clean. All the appliances were new and rarely used by the looks of them. The library was filled to the brim with books and the den was more of an office. Mildly she considered converting it into a laboratory. The living room was plush and made for comfort with large soft leather couches and a large screen television. It seemed out of sync with the rest of the apartment but it did look very comfortable. The dining room was a little too severe in gold and red but she assumed that it was rarely used and only designed to go with the general motif of the apartment. Returning to the master bedroom Lauren checked on the baby and then searched through the closet. Luc had thought ahead and supplied her with a large collection of clothes. Sadly there was nothing baby oriented. Releasing a sigh Lauren grabbed her keys, wallet, and the baby. She had some serious shopping to do.
Three hours later Lauren entered the apartment with the baby strapped to her chest and her hands full with shopping bags. She had bought everything she could think of for an infant of approximately one to two months old. It was difficult to tell without doing any tests and without the benefit of knowing the original birth weight or height. She had no idea of the baby's eating habits or how it had managed to survive for so long without someone taking care of it. Then again she also had no idea how long the infant had been left within the abandoned truck. For all she knew the child's mother could have abandoned her in the truck earlier that day. It was a mystery and one she wasn't particularly interested in following. She cared about the child and that was her current focus. The circumstances of how that child had been placed into her path seemed inconsequential at the moment.
Entering the kitchen with a now fussing infant Lauren released a sigh of frustration as she tried to get the bottles out of their packaging , wash them, and take out the formula in order to prepare a bottle. The small infant strapped to her chest moved from fussing to full out crying which only served to add a little extra stress to the situation. Never having interacted with children outside of being a medical doctor Lauren felt a little flustered. First time parents usually had months to prepare themselves for parenthood. New mothers also had the advantage of an instant food supply; breast milk. Something she was currently lacking, something that required her to do more than pop out a nipple. Swaying her body gently Lauren tried to soothe while shaking the bottle to mix the formula. Testing the temperature of the formula on her inner wrist Lauren unstrapped the baby girl from her carrier and moved to the couch to feed her.
"I didn't really think any of this out, you know?" Lauren asked the little girl in her arms. She watched as the infant eagerly drank down the formula, her eyes closely reluctantly as she drank. "I really didn't think about what will happen to you next. I don't live up here. I don't really live in this world. I mean I should be logical, I should be realistic, I should call the authorities but I can't. I don't know what it is about you but I don't want to give you away. I don't want to leave you and never know if you're okay, if you're happy, or loved. It shouldn't even be possible, I barely know you, but I think I love you already." Slipping the nipple out of the baby girl's lips Lauren repositioned the infant onto her shoulder and gently tapped her back waiting for the burp. "I don't even know what to call you." Lauren whispered turning her head to kiss the soft cheek.
Hearing a soft burp Lauren shifted the infant again and stared into the angelic little face. "How would I feed you in Hell? I can't keep coming up to get formula. I have to finish my training and the time I would lose coming up here every couple of weeks...I would have to take you with me each time and I don't know how you would do with the inter-dimensional travel, for all I know it could be really bad for you. " Pausing her little monologue Lauren smiled as she realized the baby was fast asleep. "At least you don't have an issue sleeping through my rants, I hope that isn't going to be a habit you have when you are older." Stopping again at her own words Lauren realized the truth of her situation. She was going to keep the baby. She didn't know when she had made the decision but it was clearly in every action and sentence she had spoken. Thinking on her more practical problems Lauren realized that she would need a constant source of food for the baby and that meant lactating. Considering the problem she realized two things, the first was that she would have to start eating regularly in order to produce milk, and the second was that she would have to induce her own lactation. For most women she would have either prescribed hormonal injection or using a breast pump to create suction along with stimulation of the nipple. She didn't need either of those since as an angel she was in full control of her body. If she wanted to breast feed all she had to do was focus on changing her own hormonal flow. It wouldn't take very long but she would still need food in order to keep her body producing milk without draining all of her own energy.
She would also need to make a run for cloth diapers and clothes for an infant up to two years old. She wouldn't have time to keep returning to Earth and if possible she wanted to do it as little as possible. The idea of leaving her daughter behind while she went shopping didn't appeal to her, nor did the idea of bringing the baby through portals multiple times. Smiling at her own decisions Lauren started making a mental list of everything she wanted before they went home. She wanted to return to Luc as soon as possible so they could find a room close by and prepare a nursery. Standing up Lauren released a sigh as she strapped her daughter back into the chest carrier; they had a lot of shopping left to do before they would be able to go back home.