A/N: Hey...Hi.. well... don't hit me after you read this... pretty please? Dunno where that chapter came from... Yeah... I'm a sick sick person...Still, enjoy and comment. Reviews makes the heart grow fonder :)

Chapter 11

„That's astonishing. Wow...I... I can't believe that we did it..."

„No dr. Beattie. YOU did it. I knew you would find the final puzzle piece. You are marvelous and the best researcher I have ever seen." Tafts smile was genuine and proud when he looked at the beaming doctor. The hug surprised him, but it was pleasant. He breathed in her scent and devoured it in his nostrils. Soon...

„We can cure so many diseases, alter our lifespans we..." she couldn't believe that she was so excited, so happy about this discovery. They killed, they tortured for this, but her mind... Her mind only saw the possibilities, the many lives they could save. What were a few Fae lives to thousands of human ones? Why should she care about the creatures who mistreated her for years, who pulled her in this world of wonders and misery. This was her chance to help HER people for once. Why should she help those who declared her the public enemy, who declared humanity terrorists?

Because Dad would have helped and never killed the innocent.

Because you swore an oath.

Because you are not like this.

Because of her...

The plan.. She DID have a plan, just got sidetracked with the breakthrough, but she had to admit that it would play into her favour. What she needed was Taft's trust and it seemed she was gaining it the moment she drugged Dyson. Step by step. His rough words hurt her and as much as she would have liked to keep him here a little while longer to... test his wolf, she knew she had to free him so he could warn the others, set up an army maybe, destroy this godforsaken facility, which would mean her ultimate death. A sacrifice she had to make, this had to be gone, no matter how many good things could grow out of this place the price was too high. It was too high, was it? Ivy could lead a normal life... Children all around the world... Human children. The chattel could evolve...

„Dr. Karen Beattie, still looking hot as hell in a labcoat. Still turning every ones head around?" Karen turned around looking in deep blue eyes. A brunette was leaning at the door frame. Her figure was athletic, her features beautiful. Sensual lips formed into a smirk. The room was empty all the occupants must have left while she was deep in her thoughts.

„Miranda?" she asked baffled.

„Are we back to Miranda? I remember the last time we saw eachother you called me Miri... Well or you rather screamed that name." Her grin was wide and Karen couldn't help but blush.

„Are you really blushing? The Karen I knew would have thrown some flirty are snarky remark in my face. Cute.. really cute" Miranda stepped closer, curling a strand of Karens blond hair around her finger. The blond took a step back, but the other woman followed. Another step and she bumped against a wall. Since when was Miranda so intimidating? Sex was oozing out of every pore of her. What happened to the geeky lab assistent she knew years ago? Why was she petrified?

A soft finger traced her jaw line and then she felt it. The familiar feeling, the warm pulsing running through her body, settling in her crotch. She couldn't help herself when a moan escaped her.

„Wha...What are you doing..? Who...who are you?" her question came out more like a moan.

„I'm still Miranda... I guess... but different. Don't you feel what I'm doing? Tell me... what am I?" Her voice was sensual, soft and dripping of sex when she whispered in Karens ear. Another pulse made her knees go wobbly, her vision blurry.

„A... Succubus... but how...?" Her voice was shaking. She tried to fight the effects, but it got more and more difficult. Her mind got hazy, the thought, the urge to do whatever the other woman wanted her to do got stronger. Please her, do whatever she wants... Her thoughts were frightening her. Bo had never pulsed her so continually. She only used small doses to tease her, but never used it to make her do anything. So this was how it felt like? she tried to grasp her scientific mind around it, but wasn't really succesful when a hand cupped her jeans clad ass. Usually she would have pushed Miranda away, yelled into her face how she dared to do this, but she couldn't

„Well... an experiment went wrong... I'm not Fae if you are about to ask that...Transformation didn't work completely..." she planted a kiss on the neck of the blond, triggering a whimper. They were trying to make humans Fae?

„I'll live a short human life... Will get sick like every other person..." The hand on Karens jaw moved, drawing circles around her clavicle.

„But I can do this neat... charming thingy..." she sent another pulse into the blonds body, almost making her slump down. Her whole body was tingling with want. Want that didn't came from her.

„I have an effect on people... Can make them do what ever I want..." she smirked pressing her lips on Karens, teasing them with her tongue while her hand squeezed her behind.

„mmmmhhhm... yummy and your ass feels so good..." the brunette moaned. Karen felt disgusted by herself, she would have never done this willingly, would have never done this to Bo. Eventhough they were technically on a break and she had no control over the situation right now, she felt like she was cheating on her. She was a captive in her own mind, hammering against the boundaries, trying to break free, but every try was rewarded with another pulse. No control... She was restricted to only watch. Aroused and disgusted, begging to stop and to continue at the same time. She felt so helpless. So this was the reason Succubae were usually so feared and powerfull. She started to understand... And Miranda wasn't even a real succubus if she could trust what the other had said.

She wasn't sure why she was a silent bystander, why there was still a sane and clear thought in her head. It was common knowledge for her that a succubus victim didn't realize what was happening to them. That it was pure bliss and they didn't remember afterwards. She hoped she would forget...

„Let me demonstrate you..." she pulsed her again. A deep throaty moan escaped Karens lips. Her body was goo, aching for a release.

„Stay" Miranda ordered like she was a dog, while she got to the door closing and locking it. The blond doctor had a bad feeling about this, she wished her assumption wasn't right, while her body hoped for the opposite. Obedient like a puppet on a string she stood there. Waiting.

Miranda stopped a few metres infront of Karen, slowly licking her lips, while her eyes roamed over the blonds body.

„You know... I have... have these urges. I feel so sexual like never before. It's in my blood, begging for release. I was shy... a geek and then... then you came, swept me of my feet, made me feel things I never thought I was capable of. God you were incredible and then you just dumped me. Broke my heart and fucked the next girl... It was just a game for you..wasn't it? Whoring yourself into the bed of every pretty girl? Spoiling them for anyone else? You never saw what you did.. you left a trail of broken hearts behind. Do you have any idea how it feels being used?"

Karen wanted to say yes, because she did. She wasn't aware of the damage she must have dealt in the past, but she had her fair share of being used to. Beaten, abused and disrespected weren't foreign for her. She wanted to answer but her lips were like glued together.

„I wanted to be someone else, something better to be worth your attention. The attention of the great Dr. Karen Beattie. Mastermind, genius, sex goddess... When they looked for volunteers I was the first to raise her hand. But now... now I'm a slave to my desires. My blood feels hot, my body screams for sex. I can't control it..."

„I can help you Miri..." Her thoughts went to the injections for Bo. They should work, maybe bring the old Miranda back.

„Oh... I bet you can.." a wicked grin formed on her lips. That wasn't good...

„Strip. I want to see you. See if you still are so... delicious like once" the want dripped down her lips.

Karens hands trembled. No.. this was wrong, wrong wrong wrong... Stop... She had to fight it, but she couldn't.

The labcoat fell to the floor, followed by her shirt.. jeans... Standing only in her underwear she wanted to cover herself up, but her body didn't move the way she wanted. Instead her hands were opening the clasp of her bra, slowly sliding of the straps of her shoulders until the garment sailed to the floor. Her breasts were visibly showing that it was cold.

Miranda was sucking on her fingertips. She enjoyed the show. „Now put the labcoat back on"

Karen did as she was told. A little cover... Hungry lips crashed into hers, dragging them open with a sloppy tongue, hands groping unceremoniously her breasts and ass, pulling her into the brunette. It wasn't even slightly comparable with Bo's skillful moves. Miranda let go of her bottom lip with a loud pop, eyes dangerously glowing blue.

„Down" Miranda grumbled, pulsing her again. Hands roughly grabbing her hair yanking her to her knees.

„Open and do what you can do best with your skilled tongue..." The next pulse made her almost come undone. Miranda hadn't the control. Karen didn't know what to feel or think. She obeyed having lost every ounce of free will. Submissive to the breaking point.

Quickly she opened the button and pulled down the zipper infront of her. Sliding panties and jeans down in one tug. A heavy musky scent filled her nostrils when she leaned in. Bo. She thought about her beautiful girlfriend, about her heartwarming smile, her deep love for her. It was fairly easy to let her mind slip away from what was actually happening. She was a prisoner. Her body was maybe betraying her, but her feelings, her inner mind would never be taken over. The grunts were a sound in the distant. Hands were gripping fistfulls of hair, but she didn't feel a thing.

She didn't remember how she got to her room. What happened was just a distant memory. No not even a real memory.

Again she was sitting inside her shower. The water was cold by now. An empty bottle of mouthwash was lying infront of the shower. The taste had to go away somehow. Only now her mind was returning to it's former self. Muscles sore and shaking. She never thought Miranda being capable of something like this. It must be the hunger driving her insane. She had no training, no experience, no control. Her nervous system wasn't made for being a succubus. She missed the Fae genes. You couldn't just swap somebodies genes. That wasn't possible. Even the idea turning humans into Fae... She had to stop them. No matter what. Nobody was allowed to play god. No Fae and no human.

„Stop crying girl. Get up. You shouldn't feel like this. You shouldn't even remember." she said to herself, standing up.

She changed her dripping wet bandages and got dressed. A new determination gleamed in her eyes. She petted Mr. Cuddles inhaling Bo's scent. „I can do it" she whispered.

A knock. At this time? Please not Miranda...

She cautiously opened the door.

„Isaac?"

„Can I come in?"

„Why? it's... late..."

„Please, I just want to celebrate our breakthrough. I even brought some champagne" He held up a bottle and two glasses.

Karen sighed. „Ok.. come on in."

A/N2: Don't hit me... At first I wanted to make Miranda an ally but... but Karen/Lauren needed another push. So... Hope I didn't fuck the story up.