Chapter 5

„Bobo do something"

„What the hell do you want me to do?"

„I dunno... something... she doesn't stop crying and that makes me... edgy"

„Erm..." Bo kneeled down awkwardly petting the crying womans shoulder.

„There there" she mumbled, but the woman kept crying. Bo looked helplessly at Kenzi, who just shrugged, sending her 'are yu serious? do something better' look.

Meanwhile the woman was desperately clinging at Bo, bawling her eyes out and wetting the succubus shirt in the process.

„Dude... what the hell have you done to her?"

„Nothing. I swear!"

„She... is... she is dead... isn't she? Oh god... Lori..." the younger woman sobbed.

„Who?" Bo tried to ask, but didn't get an answer.

„Maybe we should..." Kenzi started but stopped instantly when she heard a moan escaping the dark haired womans mouth. The crying had fortunately stopped, but now the woman was peppering down passionate kisses along Bo's neck.

„What the... did you...did you sex pulse her? Dude, soooo not cool"

„No I didn't I..." before Bo could finish she was pressed against the wal0,l soft lips pressing against her own. The goth sent her a very doubting look.

„Ok...mhmm... I... I wanted to...oh god... right there... erm wanted to calm her down... mhmmm"

„So you decided the best way to it is to sex her up? That's quite the opposite don't you think?

„Kenzi...mhh... help... please?" The woman got more and more passionate, making the succubus long sex abstinenz wasn't helping to keep a cool head. Her body was craving for release, every touch was overwhelming her no matter how hard she tried to get away. Her inner succubus wasn't very willing to let the other go, so Bo attempts to get free were a little half heartedly and fruitless. This is wrong in so many ways, I have to stop...But she tastes like Lauren... oh god please Kenzi help me I'm not strong enough... Another groan escaped the succubus lips, while Kenzi was still in shock seeing this. It took her a moment to wake up from her stupor.

„You gotta be kidding...You are NOT going to bang your girls little sister in front of me!"

Kenzi had enough and rushed in to the kitchen.

The next moment there was a loud splash, when Kenzi emptied a whole bucket of cold water on the heads of the two unfortunate „lovers"

„Yeah I get it, you probably thought about a different kind of wet at that moment and I am sorry, but guys, I had to stop you. It's ok that you are both totally flustered, but get a grip. We didn't drive for a half day here just to ignore another" They were siting in the living room by now. Bo and Ivy still drying their hair with a towel even though it wasn't wet anymore. The whole situation was really unnerving and Kenzi had enough. She hated being so brutally ignored, especially if time was running out.

„You two made out. Big drama, her being your girls sister. Booo hoo. But we don't have time for this. So either you two start talking like adults and forget what happened or I'm not going to shy away from punching some sense in to you!"

Bo sighed and let go of the towel. She knew that Kenzi was right. The whole kissing thing was an 'accident' and they had a reason why they were here.

„So... erm... how...how do you know who I am?" Bo asked.

„And what about the crying thing?" Kenzi added, earning a sharp elbow being pushed into her side.

It took Ivy a moment to pull her struggling feelings together. She looked defeated and tired. Her skin was pale and her eyes sunken it, but she was still very beautiful.

„I haven't seen her for years, but Lori always writes letters... It's not easy for her to get them here undetected... She wrote about you. Send me a picture of you two together... She seemed so happy" she was wearing a weak smile while talking that changed to frown immediatly.

„Her last letter... she... Lori..." tears were again forming in her eyes. Not trusting Bo's comforting skills in this situation, Kenzi sat down next to the distraught woman gently rubbing her back.

„sorry... just... She is dead, isn't she?" Ivy sobbed.

„What? No, of course not.. I...I don't think so... She... Why do you think she is dead?" Dead? Why would she think that? Bo didn't feel good about that. There WAS something wrong. She was sure of that now.

Ivy shakily stood up and walked to a drawer. She pulled out an envelop and handed it to Bo.

The succubus carefully pulled out the letter when a picture fell out from between the pages. It looked like a old photograph, the paper was thick. It wasn't some sepia photoshop picture, this one seemed genuine only the motiv couldn't been older than a few weeks. Her thumb stroked softly over the face of the blond woman in the picture, who looked so happy. Bo and Lauren in this picture seemed to have forgotten the world around them. They looked eachother in the eyes, drowning in them. Laurens hand was cupping Bos cheek while the brunette had a soft grip on the blonds wrist. Foreheads touched. Bo wondered when the picture had been made, because she couldn't remember someone ever taking it, especially not with such an antique device.

She turned it around. The date. It was taken just 3 days after hecuba, three days since they had become a couple. Capturing true love. May this save her from the darkness ahead and prevail the death of innocent lifes. Only who is willing to sacrifice everything will gain the truth. Dal Riata - Trick was written on the backside. That somehow explained the old look.

True love... Did he really... She always thought that her grandfather was against the union between Lauren and her, that it was just a phase, that a human could never be enough for Bo. But this was clearly his handwriting. Why would he call it true love? What did he mean with sacrifice and what darkness was he talking about? It felt like the picture was vibrating with energy, she even saw an aura flaring up when she touched it. Was it talking to her?

They had been so happy then... She remembered the evening at the Dal. Ok not really, she had been so mesmerized by Laurens aura, that it had been difficult to focus on anything other than her, leading to passionate sexual encounters in the restrooms, the backalley and... the car... and a small park on the way home and... well that was getting a little bit too personal.

Meanwhile Ivy was flying around the kitchen, making some tea. She wasn't a domestic goddess like her sister was (actually far from it, she usually ordered take out or let her friends cook. The last time she tried to make a simple soup ended with the half kitchen on fire, resulting in her sister and Nadia installing fire alarms around the place, warning her to never do that again), but she was always a good host. She didn't want to admit how uncomfortable she felt with the two woman after what happened earlier, but she was happy avoiding them for now. Today wasn't a good day. Her medication was loosing its effectiveness and she felt weaker and weaker every day. She grabbed for the pills standing above the sink and gulped down 3 of them at once.

Her hands were trembling when she poured the water. She took a deep breath. She almost dropped the kettle when the young goth girl startled her.

„So, Hotpants jr. huh?"

„Pardon?" She had no idea what the girl was talking about.

„You're the docs sister. Doc Hotpants, you being younger making you the junior?"like the information was given.

Ivy raised her eyebrows, but then she started giggling.

„Are you calling my sister dr. hotpants?"

„You've ever seen her in those lady killing jeans? I mean I don't swing that way, but that rack... daaaaaamn girl. So.. you got a problem with that?" Kenzi smirked.

„Not even the slightest. I think it's hilarious. Lori hates nicknames so much... Oh I totally have to call her that the next time..." Ivys smile faltered. She hoped, she prayed for her sister to ok. Dum spiro spero. Loris mantra. She had to believe.

Kenzi was looking at her best friend from the kitchen. Bo seemed to be engrossed with some picture, at one point her eyes even started to glow blue for a moment. Must be some haaaappy memory... The sucubus spent a long time looking at it, turning the photo around and back again, she was somewhere else with her mind. Knowing that Bo'll needed some more time Kenzi decided to talk to or maybe even help Laurens sister in the kitchen.

Almost being burned by hot water and scolding herself for probably chosing the wrong conversation topic, they eventually worked out in the kitchen. Her silly talk and bad mouth seemed to ease up the situation and Ivy warmed up to her. Forgetting the danger Lauren probably was in right now, they instantly seemed to hit it of after the bumpy start and discovered some similarities.

Before they returned to the living room, Kenzi stopped at the door and observed her adopted sister for a moment. Bo was now reading the letter. Her emotions seemed to change almost every sentence. Smiling, laughing, crying, pain, anger, passion and destruction were changing so fast.

Bo slowly put down the photo and unfolded the letter. The pages were wrinkled, like they had been read often. The ink was watered in some places, making it difficult to read. Ivy must have cried when she read those words. Bo wasn't sure what she was going to find in the letter, if it was helping them at all, but Laurens sister had handed it over so willingly, there had to be something.

Flattening the paper, Bo began to read.

Dear Ivy...

A/N: tada, next chapter. I thought we needed a little bit more fun after the last chapter. And thinking about the finaly that is about to come... hmmm not having a good feeling. The chapter is shorter than usually, but I wanted to give you guys something. I am not feeling well right now, so I don't know when I'm able to post the next chapter. Now I'm going to grab myself a hot water bag (is that really the right word?) and crash into bed and wallow in self pity xD