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She awoke. Her brown eyes opened, looking up at the strange ceiling as she tried to remember where she was. Nauseous, Bo sat up before Kenzi jumped beside her, awakening at Bo's movements.

"Bo-bo," she heard, worry cracking through the voice, "hey, how are you?" Bo turned her head and stared at Kenzi who seemed to be keeping an arms length away.

"Kenzi?" Kenzi threw her arms around Bo's neck at her name, drawing on her inner-strength not to cry as Bo slowly wrapped her arms back. In her arms, Bo heard Kenzi sniffle. Regardless of the fact that the hug was painful, Bo was aware of the relief that was flooding through Kenzi. For a long while, it'd been touch-and-go with Bo, no one had been certain if she'd wake-up. Immediately, upon Lauren bringing her back to life, she should have fed but...instead the poison had slid further into her organs. The fae doctor warned Kenzi that Bo may never awake.

Rapidly, Kenzi relayed the information and watched as Bo tried to climb out of the bed, "Oh no, nah-uh. You have to stay, then feed, then you come home for some R and R," she told her. "Doc said-"

"Lauren?"

Kenzi froze and shook her head. "No, another doctor, a fae I think. He didn't like me being here but Dyson forced his opinion to change," bitterly Kenzi smiled, but behind her eyes, Bo could see something. "You have to stay."

Bo shook her head. "No, Lauren..."

Kenzi stretched her fingers nervously, watching them shake as she tried to articulate herself. Bo froze and waited as her best friend tried to breath. Finally, Kenzi looked up at her with wide blue eyes and fear cracked inside of her, "Bo...Lauren's not here."

"What do you mean she's not here, she's at a human hospital?"

"She was..." Kenzi licked her lips nervously and squeezed her eyes shut, "she was taken to a hospital for medical attention and they put her into a coma to keep herself safe from herself and others...but, somehow she got taken. She was there and then a doctor went into her room and she wasn't." She twisted her fingers and looked into Bo's eyes with all the sympathy she had, "Dyson and Hale are looking into it, but Bo...I don't think she's coming back."

Bo sat up and glared, "No, I will find her." Kenzi grabbed her best friend's shoulders and forced her back into the bed.

"Right now you're about as helpful a frail old woman!" Kenzi shouted, "Please Bo, just...wait ok? Wait until you're at least better before you run off looking for her." Slowly, Bo saw reason and nodded, sliding back into the bed.

Near her, a clock ticked as the silence was held between them in the quiet room. "What do you mean Lauren went missing?" Bo asked softly. Emotionally, she was hurt and scared. Lauren wasn't in the right mind, she was crazy, suicidal...cursed. She had to fix it, find out what's wrong.

"Dyson put someone on her door, not a fae though, the Ash..." Kenzi frowned, her brow pinching, "he's a dick, a big stinking pile of fae poop, dick." Bo laughed at her words. Comforted by the fact that Kenzi was still making jokes, if she wasn't then Bo probably would have made a run for it as soon as she awoke. "But when a doctor went in to check on her, the room was empty, and I don't mean that her bed was, I mean that they took the bed and all the equipment with it. It's crazy, the human's are at a loss of words, hell, even the fae are a bit."

Bo frowned and sat up. "Who would want to take Lauren?"

Kenzi shrugged and fiddled with the IV tube, "Dyson mentioned something about the Fates," Kenzi reached to the bedside table and handed Bo the book. "I knew that no matter what, you'd go after Lauren, so I did some research while you were...out." Curling up into the chair, Kenzi hugged her knees to her chest, "There's a lot of information on them, but most of it is bullshit." Grabbing a piece of paper, she handed that over with the book. "There's all the information I could find in a somewhat condensed form. I couldn't sleep," she laughed but the sound echoed painfully in her ears.

Bo's eyes scanned over the piece of paper, before a grin tugged at her lips, "you must have been pretty bored if you did this," she joked.

Kenzi's expression faded to sombrely, "Bo, you were dying. I thought..." she shook her head and grabbed the succubus' hand, "don't you ever do that to me again." Softly, Bo smiled and squeezed Kenzi's hand.

"I can't promise that Kenzi."

"Well try, because so help me, I'll drag your ass back to the living world and kill you myself if you do that to me again!" Bo laughed, sniffing at the clouded emotions inside of her before she nodded.

"Back at you," Bo smiled. "Now, can you get a doctor in here, I ah...have something connected to me where I don't want things to be connected." Kenzi grinned.

"Well it was either that or a diaper," she joked. "Yep, I'll go get the doc. But he's kind of a dick, not like...whatever the Ash's name is-"

"Lachlan."

"Yeah, that." Kenzi jumped out the chair and walked to the doorway before freezing, "I'm glad you're ok," she whispered. As soon as she was out of the room, door shut behind her, Bo disconnected herself completely from everything and pulled herself off the bed. Shaky on her feet, she felt the deep, primal hunger growing inside of her.

"Holy crap I need a happy meal," she whispered before letting go of the bed she was leaning on. Stumbling over to the doorway, she looked around before finding her target, a fae who seemed to be visiting. Walking down the hall, she tapped on the woman's shoulder, and smiled and the auburn woman turned to face her. "Hi, I'm looking for a doctor-"

"I can't help you," the woman said before moving away. Bo grabbed her arm, releasing endorphins. At the release, the woman paused and stared hungrily at Bo.

"Are you sure you can't help?" The woman's face contorted, arousal filling her features. Grinning, Bo dragged her to the closest bathroom before anyone noticed.

It didn't take long. Hungrily, she fed until she knocked the woman out, before proceeding to steal the woman's clothes. Finished, she turned and looked into the mirror. "Gah!" She almost screamed in horror, "I look like I amdead," she muttered as she trailed fingers over her gaunt features. "Guess I'll have to feed again later."

Still hungry, Bo pulled the jacket tighter onto herself, adjusting the too small shoulders as best she could, before she slipped through the doorway of the bathroom, and then out of the light fae territory. Kenzi was going to be pissed when she found out, and then she'd probably call Dyson, if it wasn't as obvious as to where she was going.

She'd probably still call Dyson.

By the hour, Bo found herself at the bar. Upon walking in, the familiar scent of everything washed over before she turned and looked at the bar its self, to see Trick staring at her. "I just got off the phone with Kenzi," he told her. "You've got the girl worried and she's calling Dyson next."

"You can tell her I was here, and that I'll be back home tonight." Trick stared and breathed out a sigh, nodding.

"Why are you here?" He asked.

Bo, stone-faced, slowly walked over to Trick and lent over the bar. "The Fates," she all but demanded. Instantly, Trick tensed and walked over to the other side of the bar, shaking his head as he served a patron.

"I don't know-"

"Cut the crap, Trick. Lauren was cursed and taken by the Fates, Kenzi told me." Trick huffed, muttering darkly under his breath. "Just tell me what you know and give me an address or a freaking phone number to contact them, I don't care. You know that regardless of if you tell me or not, I'll find them," she told him. Trick's jaw grounded together in disapproval. As much as Bo was right, he didn't like the situation at all.

"The Fates are dangerous, Bo. Messing with them..." He trailed off, making his point.

"I know. Messing with the fae alone is dangerous enough." Trick stared at her solemnly.

"Not like this, trust me. If they do have Lauren, if they're holding her for some bizarre reason, Bo, you won't get her back." Bo glared, determination written on her face, "this isn't like anything else, you don't know who you're messing with. I pray for your sake and Lauren's, that they don't have her."

"They drove her insane, Trick. Whoever is holding her must have, why else would they take her right? But..." Bo trailed off, remember what happened in detail, "she held on to some shred of sanity, somehow. I wouldn't be alive if she didn't." Bo paused to think, her mind working through what she knew to bring forth a plausible hypothesis, "they were using her to kill me, I don't understand why, but they were using her because they knew I cared about her and she was one of the few people that could get close to me."

"Why would someone be trying to kill you?" Bo raised an eyebrow at him and Trick laughed darkly, "Never mind then."

"But if it is...the Fates...then why use Lauren in the first place? Why not Kenzi, she could have been driven insane and killed me before anyone came and realised what had happened. Driving Lauren insane, in light fae territory? It doesn't make sense." Bo shook her head and pushed of the table. "I need to talk to them, scrounge some information or something to understand what's going on."

Trick, holding onto the information he knew, looked at Bo with a masked expression of worry, "just be polite, find out as much as you can and come back to work on a plan, that's all that I can offer." He then handed over the piece of paper, holding a pencil written address written on it. "Bo, please, I can't emphasis it enough, be polite to them."

"Thank you, Trick."

"Don't thank me yet, you might not get anywhere with them. They don't like to talk about their business." Bo nodded and looked over the piece of paper again, her mind working over the information as she stepped back outside the bar.