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Present-Bo
It was still early, or it was late, no matter. Bo waited. She waited by the door, mentality counting the seconds, the minutes, the hours. Waiting.
She knew it had to be soon, and she had to be quick.
She inhaled deeply, calming herself. If she failed now, she didn't know if there'd be another chance.
Waiting.
She closed her eyes, picturing Lauren, using her image as an anchor. To calm her, make her feel safe.
Her skin throbbed, adrenaline coursing through her pores.
Waiting.
Her ears perked up when she heard the unmistakable noises outside her cell. Footsteps. Then the sound of metal on metal, it was time.
Within a split second of the hand peeking, through the window, she quickly got a firm grasp on the hand, the food tumbling to the floor.
She sent the strongest pulse that she could, her entire body glowing, through herself into the hand of the other.
After tick she said, in a low husky voice. "Yeah there, you wanna help me out?"
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Lauren stepped out of the shower and looked in the mirror for a long moment focusing on her shoulder. It was bare now, but she knew, within a few days, she'd be marked, forever.
She rubbed over the exposed shoulder, lost in thought.
After she finished putting on clean clothes, she went to her brother's study. Locked. Empty.
She really needed to learn how to pick locks, she thought.
She walked around the empty house, alone like she always was lately.
She sat in a chair, pulled her arms close around her body, and sobbed.
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It was midnight, and Bo was swimming. She'd been in the pool for hours, but she didn't want to stop. She'd lost count of the number laps she'd done. She pushed on, faster.
Finally, she made her way back to the stairs and was surprised to discover Lauren sitting on the edge with her feet dangling in the water.
"What's wrong?"
Bo got a closer look and saw that she'd been crying.
"What's wrong?" She repeated, quickly moving closer.
Lauren shrugged, "I went to your room. You weren't there, so I decided to check out here."
Bo noticed she didn't answer her question but decided to let it go for now.
"You want to join me?" She lightheartedly splashed a little water at Lauren.
Lauren looked down at her clothes, "Not really dressed for swimming."
Bo wiggled her eyebrows, "So take them off."
Lauren kicked her feet splashing water at Bo this time.
Bo laughed. "Ok. Then just take your shirt and jeans off."
Lauren stopped to think then stood up pulling her shirt and jeans off and dove into the water.
Bo swam after her, quickly. She went under the water, finally catching her. Their bodies were touching. Bo wrapped her arms around Lauren's waist. At the same time, Lauren wrapped her legs around Bo. They bobbed in the water, kissing.
Bo eased back, looking at Lauren's wet face and hair. Lauren flicked her tongue out making quick contact with Bo's lower lip. Bo's hands tightened on Lauren's hips, and she slowly moved them through water, finally stopping at the side of the pool.
Lauren's legs tightened around Bo's body, as she was pushed hard into the concrete of the pool. Her head fell back, her body arched against Bo. Bo rocked her body into Lauren, letting the water add to her momentum. Bo moved her mouth up to Lauren's ear softly kissing it then made her way to her neck. Lauren tilted her head more. Bo kissed and licked the water off Lauren's neck growing fiercer by the second.
Bo's hand moved to Lauren's hips, playing with the string of her underwear. She began to pull them down…
Then her mind cleared. She knew she had to stop. She dropped down into the water, letting Lauren go and swam under the water.
Lauren braced against the pool, to steady herself. Breathing heavily, wiping the water from her face.
After that close call, Lauren decided it was best for her to go home, and Bo agreed.
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Bo twisted in her seat so she could see what Trick was pointing to. It was a diagram, showing Bo's lineage.
Bo felt like she had heard this lecture a million times, honestly, she didn't know why her grandfather repeated his lessons. She understood, being in the blood kings bloodline made her important but it seemed excessive to have to learn about thousands of years of dead Fae.
A dim headache throbbed at her temples, and she knew what it was…it had been there all day, haunting her. It was just enough discomfort to remind her of all the many stresses in her life. And that's why she was sitting quietly now, listening to Trick's lecture, without complaining. But she really needed to try something other than swimming. It wasn't working anymore.
Trick gave Bo a thoughtful look, noticing her lack of interest in the story he was telling. He blew on his tea, stream drifting lazily from the teacup. "Here." He spoke in a firm voice, handing her a folder.
Bo tentatively reached out her hand to take it from him.
"This is all the information we have on the murders."
Bo flashed him with a skeptical frown. "Why are you giving me these?"
Trick shot a humorless glance her way. "You're part of this." He lips curved into a wan smile-Bo realized he was really worried. "If you're the future of my bloodline, I have to start trusting you with important matters at some point."
Bo was silent holding the file.
"I just want to make sure you are safe, and knowledge is the best way to ensure that."
"There's not much here." Bo didn't see the point in pretending they had more information than they did. The file was pretty thin.
Trick eyebrows lifted, and he studied his granddaughter as he set his teacup down on the desk. "Maybe you can see something we missed."
They stared at each other for a long, strained moment, Bo remembering the night she was followed. She deserved this information, to be included in the investigation. But she couldn't help wondering if Trick was really worried about her safety or if including her in this was a way to distract her from Lauren and their relationship and Lauren's upcoming branding.
Whenever Bo brought that up with anyone, she was shot down. It wasn't going to happen; she wasn't sure why everyone was acting like it was. Lauren wouldn't let them do that to her body-she wouldn't.
"I'll look it over," Bo finally promised, smiling a little too forced, feeling her headache worsening. She battled the urge to press her fingers against her temples and rest her head on the desk.
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One week after graduation, Lauren's branding was scheduled, and Bo was furious. She and Lauren were taking a little distance from each other, just a little, while she worked on control.
Today, she was at the gym boxing. It was actually pretty great to do something so physical. She would imagine that the punching bag was all the different things pissing her off. Her body was covered in sweat, wearing a sport's bra, and short shorts. She closed her eyes as she punched the bag harder, harder.
"Are you almost ready?" Lauren asked, having just entered the gym.
Bo was happy to see her, but admittedly Lauren was one of those stresses she was trying to work through. And Lauren looked so beautiful standing there it made Bo crazy, why Lauren always had to dress in those tight shirts, Bo had no idea. Normally, she wouldn't mind but lately it was making it hard to resist her.
"Oh, yeah. I was just finishing up." She leaned forward lightly kissing Lauren. They were alone in the gym, so she chanced it.
Lauren pursed her lips together, tasting Bo's sweat that had coated her lips. "Well please continue I'll just watch." She bit her bottom lip and leaned back against boxing ring.
Bo smirked and nodded.
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They sat, alone, in Lauren's house on the floor. Bo was leaning back against the couch while Lauren rested, in between Bo's legs, her body against her.
"You're not going through with it? Right?" Bo couldn't resist bringing this up again, although, they argued about it a few times, she wasn't willing to let it go.
Lauren stiffened and was quiet. She didn't want to get into it again.
"Lauren?" Bo had to push. The branding was fast approaching.
"And what would you have me do?" Lauren stayed where she was. She did not want to meet Bo's eyes.
"Refuse. Don't do it." Bo kept her tone as quiet and calm as she could, although, on the inside she was raging.
"Then what?" Lauren's tone was not as calm as Bo's.
"What do you mean?" Bo started rubbing Lauren's leg to reassure her.
"What will I do around here? Work at the diner?" She paused and fought back tears. "All my life I've dreamed about going to college becoming a doctor. I'd do just about anything to make that happen."
"Lauren…"
"This is my dream, Bo." Lauren turned stared at Bo with a look of pure passion. "I wish you could understand that. I have…I need to become a doctor. It's all I've ever wanted. I would disappear into nothingness if I had to give that up."
That's when Bo's will broke. She didn't want Lauren branded, but she had to accept that it was Lauren's choice. "Ok." Bo whispered, "I'm sorry."
Lauren frowned, and for a moment Bo wondered, as she often did, what she was thinking. "Bo, I love you. But I have my own dreams, my own desires. I can't just be your girlfriend and nothing else."
Bo glanced down, ashamed, then rose back up after she realized what Lauren had said. Bo kissed her.
"What?" Lauren asked, confused.
"You just said you love me." A smile spread slowly across Bo's face.
"Oh…um well." Lauren sat up straight. "I do. I love you, Bo." She said firm.
Bo pushed forward covering Lauren's mouth again. "I love you, too." She breathed out between kisses.
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Lauren stood wringing her hand together, in the middle of the large room. Her eyes were scanning the over those staring back at her. She knew some in passing, but most she didn't.
Her whole was body shaking. She hated that, showing the fear but she couldn't get her body under control.
A tall Fae approached tall-very tall, thin-too thin, pale-like a ghost. Her mind flashed with every horror movie she'd ever seen and thought this was definitely fitting.
She balled her fists at her sides, closed her eyes and waited.
Everyone turned when someone entered the room, noisily.
"Ysabeau! I told you. You can't be here!" Aife shouted.
She walked aggressively toward her mother, "Well, you'll have to physically remove me then. Go luck with that." She moved to Lauren.
"Bo?" Lauren asked, tears gleaming in her eyes. "I have to…"
"I know." Bo took her hands, keeping their eyes locked. "I'm just here to help. To take the pain away."
Lauren frowned and looked at their interlaced hands when she saw a glowing light passing from Bo's body into her hands.
Lauren swallowed hard as she felt a hot sensation vibrate through her body starting in her hand and running throughout every inch of her. She felt arousal building in her, a pulling sensation, tugging her to Bo without her awareness without much thought she leaned in toward Bo.
Within a heartbeat…
The smell of burning flesh filled the room. Lauren's head shot back, a violent scream escaping her lips.
Bo focused on Trick and Aife, eyes blazing blue.
AN
Hello again,
Thanks again for reading and sticking with this story. I'm happy people are enjoying it.
Questions-
Bo's powers/feeding, in this story, I see as a slow build up. For example, she's not season 5 powerful yet. As she gets older, she'll get more powerful and need to feed more. At this point in the story she doesn't have to feed, yet. That's what I'm going with, in case it wasn't clear.