Chapter 17

„God dammit Bo, get on your phone" To say that the blonde doctor was frustrated was the understatement of the year. 21st century and it's mobile-phones. Nobody was remembering phone numbers nowadays and she was unfortunately no exception she would have called Trick, Kenzi or even that bitch Tamsin.

She was freezing. The thin hospital gown wasn't really guarding her from the cold wind that was blowing. Her lungs were still burning from her running all this way. Now she was standing in the middle of the woods that surrounded the manor. How she got here? She wasn't sure. Her head was starting to clear up a bit, adrenalin leaving her bloodstream and left her drained in the middle of nowhere. She slumped down and leaned her back against a tree trunk. The bork was uncomfortable and scratchy on her exposed back.

Digging her fingers in her hair she tried to remember how she got here. There was an explosion. A car. She blew it up to distract the guards and then? Then her mind switched off. Seeing the burning wreck, hearing the car explode had sent images of Afghanistan through her head. Death... so much dead bodies and she had been one of them. The blonde looked down at her hands. „Blood?" Why was there blood on her hands? What had she done? She hadn't had any blackouts any flashback since... since the one night she had attacked Nadia. Why now? Her therapist had promised her, she had PROMISED. But the moment the car exploded something took over her mind. She wasn't sure if it was the PTSD or her new abilities that caused this, she only knew that she was a danger and should stay away from everything that could trigger a blackout.

Her body trembled. She had hurt people, she must have or why was there blood on her hands? She had to stop thinking, stop her self loathing. There was no time for this. She HAD to find the others and warn them and she needed her lab or Tricks study or anyplace where she could work on an antidote and after that? She needed a new therapist... Someone Fae. But she would be probably dead before she could contact anyone Fae. If Dyson was right, the probability that she would survive between the Fae was slim.

She wondered if she still smelled like human or if Fae would believe that she was one of them. She definitely needed to run some tests.

Hands still a little shaking she pulled out the phone again she had snatched from Taft. Giving up on trying to reach Bo she activated the GPS trying to find out where she was. The woods weren't so far from the city, but how would she get there? She had to admit that she looked like a fugitive mental patient on the run. Only clad in her hospital gown stained with blood wasn't the most trustworthy or sane look.

The hike wasn't that long when she finally reached a deserted parking lot at the rim of the woods. Fortunately she didn't meet anyone on her way.

Usually she would have never done this, but it was an emergency. Lives were at stake. Picking up a random stone she bashed in the drivers window of an old golf 2. Without an engine immobilizer it was perfect to hijack. It wasn't easy as imagined. In the movies it took them only a few seconds, but the damn plastic cover under the steering wheel didn't budge at first. After a few tries she finally had access to the various cables. „Come on just a little..." she heard the ignition roaring, but the engine didn't start. 10 minutes, a few electro shocks and a lot of cursing later the engine was cluttering.

It was a strange feeling to drive barefoot she had to admit at least everything seemed to be running. She remembered that the drive here hadn't been very long. She was driving outside the main roads. The Dal her destination. Using the phones GPS she was making quick progress and entered the city limits in no time. Soon...

„Bo, god dammit calm down. Let her go"

„She doesn't deserve to live..." the succubus growled.

„Bo... whatever she did we need her to..."

„She used her, charmed her, raped her Kenzi I can't let her get away with that" Bo still had Miranda in a tight grip.

Kenzis eyes widened. „Are you sure?"

„That little bitch told me herself. Seems like she didn't know of the relationship between me and Lauren..." Miranda was whimpering not being able to talk because of her dislocated jaw. Fear was written over her face and for a moment it looked like there was another woman hidden under the crazy exterior.

„Bo.. please she is just provoking you, it's what she wants for whatever reason. Don't give in Bo even when she deserves it."

Then suddenly she felt a presence an aura she knew, she loved. Making a short thrift with Miranda she knocked her out without hesitating and ran to the entrance.

She parked in a back alley away from everyone else. Trying one last time to reach Bo's phone which was unsuccessful of course, she stepped out of the car. She wasn't sure if it was the best idea to get here. There had to be only one patron recognizing her and it would be her death sentence. But she didn't no where else to go. The clubhouse was empty, her condo probably supervised and the light Fae compound? Instant death.

She trusted Trick and hoped that maybe Bo and Kenzi were there taking a drink or planning how to save the world. Standing infront of the door of the Dal Riata, there was something pulling her in, drawing her attention, making her... hungry. Her eyes were glowing in venom green. Hungrily licking her lips she entered the bar with unknown determination.

If she had looked around she would have seen that the bar was surprisingly empty, but all her eyes were fixed on was the succubus threatening another brunette. The tension was thick, intoxicating. Miranda... Delicous fear was glowing in her eyes, a cold sweat coating he body. The pained whimpers made the blondes heart beat faster, making her stronger. She needed more, she craved for more. Her body was screaming to take revenge to feel the thrill of the helpless woman at her feet. She wanted to see her squirm, wanted her to beg, but soon the thouhts were gone. The moment the succubus knocked Miranda out, the blonde woke from her daze, from her frightening thoughts. What had Taft done to her? What kind of monster was she now? She felt the control over her body was slipping from her. There was chaos in her mind. Was that how Miranda felt? No wonder the woman had gotten insane by the desire in her. The human body, the adult human mind was not made for such heavy urges. Not having a chance to slowly start to evolve the powers and desires it hit them like a punch with a sledgehammer. To much to control at once. She hoped she hadn't made a mistake in coming here.

Bo couldn't believe her eyes. She must be hallucinating. Lauren, her Lauren was standing at the Dal. She wanted to cry out of happiness, but seeing the state her blonde doctor was in made her angry and sad. She looked so broken and hollow standing there barefoot in the flimsy cloth of a hospital gown. Laurens eyes were glowing and it utterly shocked Bo. What had happened to her? Why did they do this?

When her eyes changed into her usual brown again they looked so empty and lacked the warm tone in which she had sunken so many times. The expressive orbes deep as an ocean were now empty holes. Dark and conflicted.

Her emotions were overwhelming Bo, she silently cried when only slowly Lauren seemed to recognize her. She wanted to make everything right, to hold her to just keep her save. She wasn't even sure she was really standing there. A need. A need to feel her mate, to know she was alive.

She rushed to the blonde woman and without thinking she pressed her against the next wall, kissing her with everything she got. Her passion, her love her utmost dedication were poured in this simple lip contact. It took a moment for the shocked woman to respond, but soon the kiss grew into something much more. Her longing and desire were fueling her actions. Her heart ached for her love. Not caring were she was the succubus pushed further into her, seeking for more contact. She wanted to crawl into Lauren and consume her, she didn't feel her inner succubus slowly taking over pulsing the woman infront of her in tiny doses, eyes glowing under closed eyelashes and then suddenly she felt Lauren pushing her aggressively off her sending her with a loud thud on the floor.

„Don't touch me... Please don't... Don't..." Laurens eyes were glistening with tears. Her voice was breaking. Crawling to the corner of the pub she was cowering there, hugging her knees. Her body was shaking when she was rocking back and forth on the floor. „please... please don't hurt me... please don't touch me.. please... please..."

Bo's heart was breaking. What had she done? Lauren had always been such a strong person and now she was only a miserable wreck. Broken. She didn't know how yet, but she knew that she'll make this right, no matter the cost.

A/N: Here we are... The reunion. Well not as lovey dovey as many probably wished but after what Lauren went through... This chapter is shorter then the others. Sorry for that. I won't be posting another chapter this week, at least I doubt it. Lot's of stuff to do and I have to figure out how to insert the next... plotpoint. I know what I want to do with the photograph and I have the feeling that it'll shock you xD Again I want to thank everyone who leaves a review. It's always good to see what someone else is thinking about the stuff you write.