A/N: Okay, here it is. Got a surprise for you all.

Chapter 15: Age of Innocence

Underground Fight Club

The place wasn't easy to find.

Dyson gave her the address, but it wasn't an exact location. It took nearly ten minutes of searching alleyways for Bo and Ethan to finally find what they were looking for. They came to a steel door, knocking on it. A viewing panel in the centre of the door slid to its side.

"Password?" The voice belonged to a man with a pair of green eyes.

Since she didn't know the password, Bo was really happy she let Ethan tag along. "Password? You know what? My son's the one who's got it. I'll let him speak" she tapped Ethan's shoulder, giving him a look as she stepped behind him.

He caught her drift, and stepped towards the door. He stared into the man's eyes, "You're gonna let us in without a Password. So, be a lamb and open the door"

The man blinked, "Of course…" he closed he panel, and opened the door. "… Come on in. You're just in time, the fight's heating up in there" he smiled at them, closing the door behind them.

Bo could hear the screaming and cheering coming from down the hallway. "Yeah, it sure sounds like it. Let's check it out" she and Ethan began investigating.

They walked by tons of shady people on their way down the hall. Ethan could tell they mostly all Fae. But there were a few Humans. These types of events were illegal in their world. Bo knew from experience. It never ended well. Everyone's eyes were on them as they got to the main fighting area.

"Mom?" Ethan pointed to the metal cage a few feet from them. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. "What the hell is she doing?" He'd never seen his sister like this.

Bo followed his gaze. Shay was in the cage, fighting with another person. She was beating the living crap out of him. And she wasn't stopping. "She's self-destructing" she'd seen this behaviour before, when Shay's other self came from the future.

Violent.

Vicious.

And Vengeful.

This wasn't the girl she and Lauren raised. This was Jack's fault. Whatever he did to her to give her those past memories, had messed her up. Suddenly, they watched her lift her opponent high with a hand around his neck.

"We gotta stop her before she—" Ethan was too late, because by the time he was finishing his sentence Shay had snapped the man's neck and dropped him to the floor. "What's wrong with her?"

"Nothing we can't fix…" Bo clocked her daughter exiting the cage, walking backstage alone. "… That way, let's go!" They both followed Shay to the back.

Backstage

To say that she was having fun was an understatement. Shay had never felt so free in her life. A month after she left home, she wandered from city to city. Just searching for some kind of balance now that she had the memories of two lives. She thought she found it once or twice but it never lasted.

Not until she came here.

She was recruited for the fight club at a bar on the wrong side of town. It wasn't something she was interested in at first, but after her first win it almost became addictive. The feeling of expressing her rage, was so seductive. Because ever since she got her old memories back, she had the urge to kill.

The bloodlust was overbearing.

Participating in these fights was the only way she could control it. Yes, she was killing people. But they weren't pillars of the community. They were all ex-cons, fugitives, the lowest of the low. No one would miss them. In fact, she was pretty sure she deserved a medal for getting rid of them.

Tonight was no different. The guy who ran everything; Stan, only gave her the men and women who had it coming. Like the man she just killed in the cage. He was a wanted fugitive. Banned from four different countries for murder and other depraved crimes. She did the world a service by ending him.

Shay walked to the locker room backstage, going for her bench so she could clean up. When suddenly, she felt a presence behind her. A familiar one. "Not the family reunion you were hoping for, was it?"

"I'd hoped for something better. That doesn't mean we can't have a do over though" Bo was impressed that her daughter could sense her from far away. Her abilities had grown in the last four months.

Turning around, Shay saw her Mother and also her big brother. "I see you brought reinforcements. Hey bro" she gave him a smile.

"Sis…" he gave her a nod. "… If I can even call you that" he wasn't so sure anymore. Not after what he just witnessed.

Shay faked hurt. "Ouch bro! Gotta say, that stung. Don't tell me you're scared of me?" She had to laugh. "Oh my god, you are!" This was hilarious. "My indestructible big brother, scared of little old me. Now I've seen everything"

"I'm not scared of you Shay; I'm scared for you. What's going on with you? Did being in Hell mess you up so bad that you became a totally different person?" Ethan began to approach her.

And as he did, Shay locked eyes with her Mother. She still hadn't told him the truth. And as much as she wanted to herself, she still couldn't ruin his life like her own. "Maybe it did. It's not like you'd know"

"Shay, why're you here?" Bo changed the subject. She did come here for a reason. And that was to bring her daughter home. Lauren would be so happy if she got home from work and saw that Shay had returned. "What're you getting out of this? Money?"

Shay shook her head, "I don't charge for killing vermin. That's like Superman asking to be put on a retainer for saving the world!" She turned back to her locker, wiping the blood from her face. Her wounds had healed, all she needed to do was clean up.

"If it's not about money, then why're you doing this?" Bo stood beside her.

Pausing from her task, Shay sighed. "It helps with the rage. I'd rather be fighting in there, than killing some poor soul on the street because I can't keep myself in check. I'm doing this for everyone's safety" she actually wasn't thinking of herself.

"You know what else might help with that?" Bo asked her. "Coming home. Being around the people you love. Everyone misses you. Patrick, Charlie, Bella, your Mom. And Sasha. Don't you wanna see her?" She thought using love would work.

Shay closed her eyes, thinking of her family. "Of course I do. I miss everyone too. But, I can't come back yet. I'm not ready"

"The hell you aren't!" Ethan banged his hand onto the locker beside her. "Shay, cut this crap out now! We're not leaving here without you!" He'd had enough.

"What makes you think you're strong enough to make me?" Shay wasn't the same as before. She had the knowledge of two lives, two sets of skills. She could easily beat her brother at anything now. "Do yourself a favour E, let me go!" Her eyes flashed blue.

He grabbed her arm, "Like hell I will!"

Bo got in between them, "That's enough! This isn't doing us any good!" She was sick of the fighting.

But Ethan had an idea. "Okay. How about this? I'll fight you for it. You and me, in that cage. If I win, you come home no questions asked. And if you win, we'll leave you alone. Deal?"

"Ethan, what're you doing?" Bo didn't like this.

Shay smiled, that sounded like her kind of deal. "You've got yourself a wager brother…" she shook his hand, "… Follow me" she led him back to the fighting area.

Bo snatched her son's wrist before he began following her. "Are you out of your mind?!" She couldn't believe he did that. "You really think fighting her is the answer?"

"Mom, chill!" He wasn't worried. "Shay's never been able to beat me in close quarters. This time will be no different. I'll win the fight, then she'll have to honour the deal and come home with us. Piece of cake!" He winked at her before running after his sister.

Little did he know, that it wasn't the same Shay he'd beaten so many times before. This Shay was more savage, violent, and she'd do whatever it took to survive. Bo could only hope he'd be strong enough to win the fight.

She followed them both back to the fighting cage.

Here goes nothing.

Fighting Cage

Bo stood ringside, wondering what Lauren would say to her right now if she was here. Actually, she wouldn't be saying anything. She'd probably be yelling. And cursing. Bo watched Ethan and Shay enter the cage. She was praying to whoever was listening, for her son to come out of this alive.

"Hey uh, no hard feeling when I knock you on your ass. Might as well get the apologies out of the way now, right?" Ethan was so confident about this fight.

Which made Shay laugh, he had no clue what he'd walked into. "Good thinking bro. Here's mine—" she swept her leg under his, watching him flip onto his back with a thud. "Ooh! No hard feelings bro" she repeated his earlier sentence.

He was a little taken aback, he'd never seen her do that before. "I guess you've been keeping yourself busy in the last four months huh?" He jumped up. "Have you been taking classes or something?" He rubbed his lower back.

"Or something" Shay held her fists up with a smirk.

Ethan struck back with a fist to her face, but she caught it and flipped him over onto his back again. "Jesus! What's with all the flips? Do you have something against my spine?!" He felt so sore.

"You wanted a fight. This's it" Shay had no other reason. Well, that and it was funny watching him fall on his ass.

Bo watched everyone cheering Shay on. Clearly she'd built quite the reputation for herself. "Come on Ethan!" She clapped over them. "You're the oldest for a reason, remember that!" He was automatically stronger than her; she hoped.

She watched them fight for a while, and in that time Shay had done a number on her brother. That wasn't to say Ethan didn't get any shots in, because he did. It just wasn't enough. She had him beat. Bo couldn't watch any longer. She found herself covering her eyes.

With two shots to his abdomen, Ethan fell to his knees out of breath and gasping for air. "What the hell happened to you Shay?" He had to ask her that before she finished him.

She felt so many emotions right now, but she had to win this fight if she was going to have them leave her alone. She knew in her bones, she wasn't ready to be around her family yet. She needed time. Four months wasn't enough.

Shay dropped to her knees, holding both sides of her brother's face gently. "Nothing happened to me E…" she told him. "… This's who I've always been. You don't understand why I have to do this, and that's okay. I don't expect you to"

"Help me understand!" He grabbed her wrists. "You don't belong here! You belong with us, your family. Mom misses you like crazy. I see her sitting in your room every other night, holding one of your shirts. I am begging you sis, just come home" he was pleading.

Bo watched them talk, she couldn't hear much because of the crowd. But she could tell it was heavy, because Shay started to cry. It killed her that her daughter was suffering so badly. All because of Jack, another reason why Bo had screwed up.

Her sins were destroying her family.

When would it end?

In the cage, Shay shook her head. "I can't!" with one firm twist, she snapped his neck. He'd be okay in a few minutes. She had to kill him. It was the rules of the cage. Only one person could leave breathing. She laid him down on the mat, ready to get out of the cage.

But Bo was already at the door, letting herself in.

Shay had to frown, "What'd you think you're doing? It's over Mom. We had a deal, I won the fight fair and square" she obeyed her brother's rules.

"Nothing about this is fair, Shay…" Bo had asked some guys to carry Ethan outside the cage. She paid them a hundred bucks each. As they did that, she removed her jacket and threw it to the floor. "… I'm not leaving here without you. So if I have to kick your ass first, then so be it" she brought up her fists.

Ready to fight.

"Alright Boys and Girls, its Round Two!" Stan spoke over the loudspeaker. "Make sure to place your bets. This one's sure to be a doozy. We got our reigning Champ, going up against the Infamous Unaligned Succubus. Who also happens to be her Mother! You won't find a fight like this anywhere else folks!" He loved it.

He was going to break the bank tonight.

Shay wasn't up for this, but clearly her Mother was. "You sure you wanna do this? Fight me?" She knew her Mother was a force to be reckoned with, but It wasn't enough to beat a Hybrid. It never was.

"I'm standing here, aren't I?" Bo was waiting. One thing she had going for her, was that she trained Shay. Every move she knew, Bo taught her. The only blind spots were the moves Shay got from the memories of her former life. Bo didn't know those. And they were the worst ones.

Without saying another word, Shay went to sweep her leg under her Mother's but Bo was expecting it and jumped up. And as she did, she delivered a kick to her face. Shay stumbled back, touching her cheek. It was a little sore but quickly healed. That was new. "So it's like that, huh?"

Nodding, Bo was fast on her feet. "I'm just giving you a fair fight. What? Afraid you're not Fae enough to beat your Mama?" She let out a laugh.

Shay wasn't going to take that laying down, so she began her attack again. They fought over and over again. She got a few shots in, and even though she should've felt awful for laying a hand on her Mother, she was enjoying it. That's what the other part of her was like. It loved the violence.

Bo felt like she couldn't feel her face after those shots. But she knew she couldn't let her win. So as Shay was about deliver a high kick, Bo caught her daughter's leg in her hands and brought her right elbow down hard on Shay's shin, hearing the crack.

Screaming in pain, Shay fell to the floor. Broken bones weren't always the easiest to heal from and her Mother knew that. Some had to be set beforehand, and others just took extra time to heal. A cracked shin, was one of the worst ones. "Cheap shot" she held her injured leg.

"What did I always tell you?" Bo asked her, wiping the blood from her mouth. "A cheap shot, is still a good shot. If you get it right, they're the ones that do the most damage. Speaking of which, how's the leg?" She felt bad for hurting her.

But thankfully, Shay was doing fine. She could feel the cracks inside her leg heal. "Never better!" She reached out and grabbed both of her Mother's feet, pulling her down fast.

Bo's head slammed against the hard mat, that one hurt. "Jesus!" She touched the back of her head, it wasn't bleeding but it still threw her. "I don't suppose I could talk you into a five minute water break, could I?" She could really use a refreshment of some kind.

Shay rolled over to her, making sure to pin her down so she couldn't punch or kick. "What'd you think?"

As Bo looked into her daughter's eyes, she could see that this Shay; whoever she was, wasn't her little girl. Maybe it was pointless to try and bring her home. Because this version wasn't who they missed. "I don't get it…" she let out. "… The memories of that life couldn't have screwed you up this much"

"What's that supposed to mean?" Shay frowned at her.

"You're so angry. Angrier than you ever were in your old life. The look in your eyes right now-it's like you wanna kill me…" Bo watched her avert her eyes. "… Wait? Do you?"

Shay got off her, sitting beside her. She looked around, and they'd been so engrossed in their fight that they hadn't even noticed that the crowd was gone. Only Ethan stood outside the cage. He must've made them all leave.

Clever.

But thankfully he wasn't close enough to hear them. "I don't know what I want…" she sighed. "… I just know that I hate this. I hate these memories, I hate Jack, and I hate-"

"Me?" Bo wondered.

Shay had to be honest, "A little. For breaking your promise"

In her life, Bo had made a lot of promises. So she was lost as to what Shay was taking about. "What promise?"

It wasn't a surprise to Shay that her Mother didn't remember, it was a long time ago. "That day when I was five, and I had the chicken pox. Mom couldn't stay with me, so you took the day off work. You put me to bed, and when I woke up you were fighting some guy. Remember?"

Thinking back, Bo did remember. She sat up with a smile. "Yeah, I remember" that wasn't all she remembered, she also remembered the promise she made.

Nineteen Years Ago

Of all the illnesses going around, it had to be chickenpox Shay was sick with. It made things difficult for everyone else since Charlie and Patrick had never had it before. So, Bo sent them off with Trick so they could hang out with him for the day while Ethan was at school. He'd had it before anyway.

Lauren wanted to stay home with Shay, given that she was the Doctor and was best suited to look after her. But she got an emergency call about a patient and couldn't leave work until they were stable. So, Bo was fine staying home. She'd had it when she was kid before her Fae powers kicked in.

It was times like these when Bo wished her children were born with their healing ability. It meant they'd never get sick from anything. But Ethan hadn't acquired his yet, and he'd be the first. They just had to wait.

Shay wasn't the best patient, as she kept groaning about how much her spots itched. "Mama, it really itches!" She scratched her arms.

Bo grabbed her hands, pulling them away. "I know it's itchy baby, but you cannot scratch it. If you do, you'll have yucky scars. You don't want that, do you?" Her daughter shook her head. "Good girl. Now, why don't you take a nap? It might make you feel better"

"But I'm not tired" Shay just wanted the itching to stop.

"You will be after a glass of warm milk and some of the medicine that Mommy left you. Come on…" Bo picked her up off the couch and took her to the kitchen, giving her some warm milk and also some of the medicine Lauren left to bring down Shay's fever.

After a few minutes, Shay began yawning. So, Bo took her upstairs and tucked her into bed. "… Alright. You get some rest, and when you wake up we'll do something fun. Deal?" She held out her pinky finger.

Shay wrapped her own around it. "Deal!" She let go, laying down on her back with her favourite stuffed gorilla. Sleeping came easy with the medicine she took.

"Sleep tight baby" Bo kissed her head, and left her to sleep.

An hour later, and Shay was awake. She got thirsty, so she climbed out of bed and exited her bedroom. But when she got into the hallway, she heard grumbling coming from downstairs. Being curious, she decided to see what it was. She got to the top of the stairs, and heard a loud smash.

"Mama?" She didn't know what was going on, and she was a little scared now. Especially when she saw her Mother fall onto her back at the bottom of the stairs with a cut on her head. "Mama!" She was going to run to her, but was told not to.

Bo held her hand up, "No Shay! Stay there!" She didn't want her anywhere near this fight. Honestly, Bo didn't know what happened. One minute she was cleaning the living room, and the next someone was breaking into the house.

They were after something, or maybe Shay. All of her children were in danger. It came with the territory in this family. But she wasn't going to let this sick bastard take her daughter. The only problem was, he was a strong sick bastard. She guessed maybe an Ogre or a Troll, if they were on steroids.

Suddenly, he kicked her in the face; dazing her.

He got to the first step, looking at his target at the top of the stairs. "Well aren't you a cutie?" He smiled at her. "Not the one I was looking for; but you'll fetch a nice price either way. Come here you little brat!" He went to take another step.

But Bo grabbed his foot, and with all her strength she threw him away from the stairs. "Shay? Cover your ears baby, I don't want you to hear this. Okay?" She wasn't letting this asshole leave alive, and she didn't want Shay to hear or see it.

"Okay" Shay stood at the top of the stairs, covering her ears. She couldn't see anything because the wall was covering the rest of the living room.

Bo touched her lip as she got to her feet, she could taste blood. It was only a little. She had to end this now. Walking over to her attacker, she was in super Succubus mode. She didn't need a weapon. Her hands were her weapons. Reaching down, she grabbed him by his throat and lifted him high.

"Who sent you?" She asked him.

He tried to pry her fingers loose, but it was no use. She had a good grip on him. "Screw you!" He wasn't talking.

"I should let you live so you can give all your bounty hunter pals a message. But I can't take the risk you'll come back. So instead, I'll just remind you of the stupid mistake you made by coming here today…" she pulled him down so she was inches away. "… Never come after a my kids!" With a flick of her wrist, she snapped his neck and dropped him to the ground.

Taking a breath, Bo realised she'd left Shay on the stairs. Running over, she saw her little girl on top of the stairs with her eyes closed and her hands over her ears. "Shay?" She called to her loudly, getting her attention. "It's okay baby" as she climbed the stairs she picked her up and hugged her.

"Is the bad man gone?" Shay held onto her Mother tight. Still scared.

Bo kissed the side of her face, "Yeah, he's gone baby. Come on, let's get you back in bed…" she took her up to her bedroom, sitting in bed with her. "… Don't worry, no one's gonna hurt you" she felt Shay's grip on her hands tighten.

"What if the bad man has mean friends? Will they come to take me away too?" Shay couldn't stop thinking about what that man said. He wanted her.

Pulling away, Bo looked at her. "Hey? No one, is taking you away from me. I promise sweetie. As long as I'm around, no one will ever steal you. Okay? I won't let them…" she hugged her again, "… I promise you"

She'd die trying to keep that promise.

Present

"You broke your promise" Shay said. Her Mother swore that day that she wouldn't let anyone steal her, but that's exactly what Jack did. He even did it after she died. That was going the extra mile.

Bo bowed her head, sighing. "Shay, if I'd known he was gonna do that-"

"You would've what?" Shay asked. "Gotten there in time? We both know that wouldn't have happened. Especially since, I was dead! One thing I don't understand, why did you make me cover my ears that day? Jack had no problem killing people in front of me at that age" she remembered.

That was the most important thing Bo and Lauren tried to restore after they reset the future. "No, I don't imagine he did. Because he didn't care what kind of effect it had on you. But your Mom and I did. The one thing that came a close second to protecting you, was protecting your innocence" it was important.

"Why?" Shay asked.

"Because without it, you'd become-this!" Bo waved a hand around her. "Angry, temperamental, defiant; sound familiar?" Judging by the look she received, she was right. "You've had four months—"

"You think that's enough?!" Shay yelled. "I died!" She took steps towards her. "I was sent to Limbo, and then thrown into Hell! I had your bastard of a Father, fill my head with memories of a life I didn't want! Four months isn't even close to enough!"

Bo held her hands up, she had her there. "You're right. It's not. I just want everything to go back to the way it was. Guess I'm fooling myself huh?" She laughed sadly.

Without warning, Shay latched onto her for a tight hug. "No, you're not. I love you Mom. But I need you to let me go, okay?"

Holding on, Bo breathed her in. "Yeah, okay. Just, promise me you'll come home. Soon"

"I promise…" Shay whispered in her ear, then kissed her cheek before pulling away. "… Tell Ethan I'm sorry for the neck snapping. I know how much he hates it. I'll see you" she gave her one last smile before exiting the cage and running off.

Bo remembered Shay's future self saying those exact four words to her before she vanished in Tartarus after they killed Jack. That couldn't be a coincidence. "See you soon kid" she let out, just like she did that day.

Ethan watched his sister run off, "So that's it? We're just gonna let her go again?"

She dusted his shoulders off. "Yeah, we are. Come on, let's go home. There's nothing more we can do"

"What'd you mean? Mom, we have to go after her!" He tried to run backstage but his Mother pulled him back. "You're really gonna let her go?"

Bo nodded, "I am…" she wasn't going to push this anymore. "… And so are you. This's something Shay has to do by herself. I trust she'll come back when she's ready" she was forcing herself to believe that.

Ethan wiped the dried blood from under his nose. "And what're we gonna tell Mom when she gets home?"

That was another issue. "You are not going to tell her anything. Okay? I will take care of that. I've had decades of practice when it comes to putting out that gorgeous fire. Leave it with me" Bo could handle her Wife.

Though sometimes she was terrifying.

"You need my blood" He pointed to the injuries in her face.

But Bo laughed shaking her head. "You think I can't handle a few cuts and bruises? Please. I'm fine. Besides, I have a feeling taking blood from you right now will just make you worse. Does it really hurt that bad?"

He rubbed the back of his neck, "Its worse! I wish you could know how it feels but that would mean you'd have to have your neck snapped. I guess you'll just have to wonder"

"Yeah, I guess so" Bo didn't want her neck snapped any time soon.

He continued to groan, rubbing the back of his neck. "Well, if we're done here can we go home? I need an ice pack on this stat!" It didn't matter if he healed instantly, the ache took ages to leave him.

"Yeah sure, let's go" Bo helped him out of the building and back to their car.

A/N: And that's the surprise! One extra chapter for you guys. But the next one will be the last one. Not saying I'm ending this story, just that this one is ending. Leave me your thoughts.