Chapter Three:

Wonderland

I don't believe in fairytales

but I believe in you and me

Dinner plans fell through and not in the way that either of them wanted. At five, Bo had rung up and left Lauren a message on her voicemail. "Hey, really sorry but I might not make dinner. I got a lead on this new case Hale gave me. I'll call you if I can make it but otherwise, don't wait up - and I'm really sorry believe me, I am, but I promise to make it up to you when I get the chance. Talk to you later."

In the end, Bo didn't call back and Lauren had gone to bed sexually frustrated and worried for Bo. It was the not calling back part that bothered her. Sick with worry, she tossed and turned until she finally fell asleep, but it didn't last long.

At two a.m. Lauren was deep in sleep with a dream that involved her eating cereal at a very large table filled with Easter eggs. Just as she was about to reach forward and have one of the milk chocolate eggs, there was a desperate knock at her door.

It took a few moments to realize that the knock wasn't happening in her Wonderland-stylized dream.

The dream melted away and slowly she opened her eyes, listening for the knock. Hearing it again, she grabbed her bathrobe and stumbled down the stairs half asleep. Her mind briefly wondered who was calling at that hour, vaguely aware that it was probably an emergency.

Finally, as she pulled the robe tighter to her body against the cold, Lauren opened the door.

The last thing she had expected to answer to was Bo. The succubus was covered in blood, with bruises forming, hanging on the doorway as she held onto her dislocated arm. She'd never seen Bo so badly damaged before and it was a nasty shock to have the woman grin at her red stained teeth and ask, "hey Doc, got a minute?"

Lauren, still incoherent from just waking up, stepped back and allowed Bo to enter as she stared dumbstruck at the woman. Finally her thoughts began to connect, "Bo-"

"Not here to feed," Bo quickly jumped in at Lauren's look.

Lauren wasn't for healing and most definitely not for food. She could see that in Bo's eyes that the idea of feeding from her went against everything she believed in. "Don't worry, most of it's not my blood," she said as Lauren reached out to touch her. "I ah, actually came here because I needed you to, um," she looked at her arm, "and I wouldn't mind a shower either, the shower back at home is having pipe issues. The bath works, but..,"

"No, of course," Lauren said as she finally stepped forward to help Bo stand. "This is going to hurt," she said softly as she grabbed the dislocated arm, barely giving Bo time to prepare herself before she turned and pushed the arm back into its socket. Instantly, Bo cried out. Staggering back, Lauren wrapped an arm around Bo's waist to steady her. "Maybe I should have given you painkillers first," she said under her breath.

In her defense, she was still half asleep.

"No," Bo laughed, "pain is good. Reminds me that I'm alive." Lauren frowned and shook her head.

"I'll get you a towel and some clothes," she informed her before turning away to climb up the stairs. When Bo turned to protest, she'd already disappeared towards her linen closet, grabbing a fresh towel. There was a quiet moment held in the living room's space before Lauren reappeared halfway down the stairs, only to find that it was empty.

"Bo?" She called out, worried that the succubus had left before she could check over the wounds. She was silenced when the sounds of pipes from her bathroom rang from upstairs. Smiling, she re-climbed the steps and headed into her room to collect clothes for Bo to wear.

It wasn't the night she had planned for her and Bo, but at least she'd been able to see her.

Opening the bathroom door, she placed a towel next to the shower over the top of the clothes she'd picked out (regardless that her and Bo had a very different style, she was sure the succubus wouldn't mind the grey shirt and blue, loose fitting cotton pants). Turning around, she went to pick up Bo's clothes and take them to her washing machine when the shower curtain was pulled back.

"Care to join me?" Bo asked her, poking her head and shoulder around the curtain. Water rushed down over her body, her long thick hair pulled over her shoulders and sticking to her back as Bo ran her fingers through the strands. Lauren's heart sped up as she took in a strong breath at the view.

The very sight of a wet Bo, standing naked in her shower, silhouetted behind the cream curtain was sending strong jolts of deep desires that ran through to her very core and thrummed to her fingers and toes. Each wave of lust kept tempting her to take that step forward and join. But as much as she did want to step into the shower with Bo, she didn't want to take advantage of her in such a state.

After all, the woman had only justbeen in a fight; adrenaline, noradrenaline and cortisol have been released into her bloodstream. The result of all that happening is...well, what was happening between the two of them now.

But a persistent part of Lauren perked up, "you were going to anyway," a voice nagged from the back of her head. Not the shower part, but the long night of much wanted sex with Bo. For a while the two of them had been dancing around each other, craving it, but never making that step forward, until yesterday morning.

Bo cocked her head, sensing what was happening, and not liking how close Lauren seemed to be stepping back away from her, "I've got some bruises that need some tending to," she tempted Lauren further as she placed a hand onto her hip, "I could really use a hand."

The doctor stared at her for a few more minutes, watching Bo side step just enough to give her a view of what she would be missing. Finally as Bo ran her teeth over her bottom lip, temptation won over and Lauren gave in. Removing her clothes carefully, she climbed into the shower with Bo. "You know," she said as Bo immediately wrapped her arms around her waist and pulled her closer, "we were supposed to have dinner first."

Bo grinned, sliding her hands up as she traced her thumbs over Lauren's breasts, "we've never gone according to plan. I like that about us." It certainly made things interesting, Lauren thought as she rolled her head back, shivering as she felt the water rush over her body.

Bo's hands slid further up before curving around her breasts and sliding back down to rest on her hips. Lauren sighed softly at the feeling of Bo's hands. She'd missed them, she'd missed all of Bo, but a tiny part of her missed her hands the most. If there was anything Lauren thought and dreamed about, it was Bo's hands.

There was a gap between them that held a pause as they looked into each other's eyes. Finally, Bo stepped forward, removing the gap by pushing her body up against Lauren's and kissing her lips tentatively at first. It was slow, at first. Their mouths parted, tongues pressing forward as they reached up and placed arms around another.

Lauren felt herself sigh blissfully as she gave into Bo. The feeling of their bodies sliding against each other as she ran her hands up the succubus's back, was intoxicating.

"I'm glad you came over," Lauren whispered as the woman pulled away and traced her lips down the doctor's jaw.

"So am I," Bo returned briefly, lifting her head back up to kiss her lips again. "God Lauren. I've missed you." Stumbling back into the wall, Lauren dragged Bo closer into her as she became impatient with what was happening. Running her fingers over Bo's shoulder and down her arm, she grabbed at the succubus' entirely skilled hand and dragged it between her legs.

When Bo chuckled at her impatience and went to move her hand away, Lauren broke from the kiss, "I haven't been with anyone but myself since..." Lauren told her, holding Bo's eyes steady, "I want this. I want you."

There was a pause before Bo pushed forward, her hand twisting in Lauren to entwine their fingers briefly. "I'm sorry," she promised.

"I know."

Slowly, she ran her thumb along the back of Lauren's hand before she kissed Lauren's lips tenderly. Pulling back, she smiled and then kissed the corner of the lips and down the doctor's jawline, her kisses growing stronger and quick. "Anyone but yourself?" she questioned against the doctor's neck as she left love bites that would last for days down her shoulder, towards her breasts. "I would like to see that." Lauren laughed, lifting her head up to look at her white ceiling before she sighed into the kiss. Yes, she thought as Bo gave into her wish, her hips rolling, arching her body, pressing harder against the wall.

"Maybe later," she breathed out finally as she remembered to speak.

Eventually, when later arrived, Bo found herself in Lauren's bed curled up against her as the doctor deeply slept. There were things about Lauren sleeping that caused Bo to hold out on slipping into it herself. Seeing Lauren completely relaxed, her expression softened, was always calming.

Slowly, she reached out with a hand and ran her fingers over Lauren's arm tracing a thin pattern over the skin just to remind herself that Lauren was really there, nothing was happening to ruin that moment, before she pulled up the blankets over both their bodies.

"Are you going?" Lauren asked, rolling over to face her. Sleepily, she blinked at Bo and yawned before burying her head back into the pillow.

"No, I'm not going anywhere. You just looked cold," she whispered as she fixed the blankets and curled up closer to Lauren. "I'm staying the night and you can't do a thing about it," she teased.

"Good," Lauren whispered. She leant forward and gently pressed her head against Bo's shoulder before wrapping an arm around the woman's body. "I should wash your clothes so you have something to wear tomorrow," she muttered as her thoughts began to draw back to earlier that night, "but I don't want to leave the bed."

"The bed is warm and comfy," Bo added in an attempt to persuade her to stay. She didn't want Lauren to leave. She wanted them both to stay in the bed, just the two of them and hold onto this moment. Especially because right now, the doctor was being completely adorable by scrunching her forehead in thought as she peeked back up to look at Bo.

"And you'll have to stay naked tomorrow," Lauren continued, yawning again, "I like this idea."

"If I'm naked tomorrow, you have to be as well."

"Oh no, you're not leaving this spot," Lauren said as she sat up on one arm and looked down at Bo, "You have to stay in bed, doctor's orders." When Bo went to protest, she threw a mock-glare, "No excuses."

"Well I guess it's hard to argue with doctor's orders," she said smiling.

Lauren grinned back, laughing lightly before she lifted the blankets up to see beneath them, "how bad are the bruises?" she asked. Playing along, Bo stretched and laid back, looking down where Lauren's eyes currently rested on her skin.

"Oh you know, they might need some more tending," she said playfully. Lauren edged the blankets down Bo's skin and ran her fingers over them. Instantly her expression shifted from playful, to doctor and Bo became confused as she contemplated over if Playful Lauren or Doctor Lauren was more fun for her.

"This one looks pretty bad," she said, running her fingers over the outside of Bo's thigh, "what were you doing?" She lifted her head up, concerned over Bo's wellbeing before she looked back down at the range of cuts and bruises over the woman's body.

Regardless of everything, Bo couldn't help but sigh into the light touches. "Hale gave me a case," she said softly, almost releasing a disappointed sound as Lauren fingers pulled away and curled back close to her own body. The doctor was paying attention to the story and as much as Bo appreciated that, she could still listen and run her fingers over her skin at the same time.

As if hearing her thoughts, Lauren's eyes went to another bruise and slowly traced over that. "What was the case?" she urged on.

"Fae drug." At Lauren's look, she elaborated, "Some type of fae, I don't know what, were using this drug to feed off humans or something. They were experimenting when I got there. These humans were locked in cages and injected with a drug that would make them crazy-addicted to it. It was like, the more they consumed the more they released something the fae would feed off. There was this one guy who was in a pit with others, fighting as the fae around them fed off all his anger and bloodlust," Bo shivered at the memory.

Again, Lauren's fingers pulled away from her, but this time Bo protested, telling her that it was comforting. Only then did Lauren go back to tracing patterns on Bo's skin lazily, before she nodded at her to continue the tale.

"After that I ran into the dealer."

"Is that when you dislocated your arm?" Lauren broke in.

"Yeah, he tossed me into a wall and ran off. But we scared off some of the other fae, too. Finally, Hale and Dyson took the drugs that we found-"

"Dyson was there?" Lauren asked as her fingers stopped moving.

"Yeah, he and Hale were my back-up I guess. Or I was their's really," she laughed.

"So...why didn't you, ah, feed off him...Dyson?"

Bo frowned, "It never occurred to me," she admitted honestly, "I mean, I was hurt and everything but it wasn't that bad, and my first thought was that I'd promised to see you. I kind of left them when they began packing up all the drugs. It was all over by then and they didn't need me."

At those words Lauren's body seemed to heat up entirely. If there ever was a moment to say I love you, it was then. Instead she smiled, grinning down at Bo and watched as the moment slid by, telling herself that there will be another.

"Did you want to sleep now?" Bo asked.

"No," she replied with ease before she leaned down and kissed Bo's lips, as she draped her body over the succubus.

From Lauren's bathroom, Bo's phone went off loudly against the tiles.

"Ignore it," Lauren said, kissing her lips, when Bo made a move to slide out of the bed.

"Mm, keep kissing me like that and I won't ever leave."