A/N: And already the next chapter. Managed to get into it again after your many sweet reviews I just had to go on. This chapter will offer a little more background story but no Bo Lauren. Sorry but we need to get a little further into the plot. I usually am not a fan to write a lot of dialogue but here it is. I bet there will be a lot of questions at the end of the chapter but it will be revealed later in the story. Now have fun.
Joony

Chapter 7: Milk is Dish Best Served Cold.

Balancing the pint filled with golden liquid the redhead steered directly to a booth in the back of the bar. Spilling some of the beer she sat down across from the grumpy looking man studying some files that were sprawled all over the table. Her look focused on the glass with white contend and smirked. "Milk? Is that really milk or did you at least spice it with something?"

The dark blonde looked up a little confused, seemingly engrossed in every bit of information in front of him. Taking a quick look at his glass his eyes returned to the woman still smirking at him. "I don't get how you can drink that stuff they call beer. It tastes like rat piss and the scotch... like.. like... erm..."

"Sour rat piss?" Rena helped grinning.

"Yeah something like that... And I don't trust the tab water either. I do know that the milk is fresh and it actually tastes good so I have no idea what your problem is"

"You and your affection with milk..." Dyson raised an eyebrow. "Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about. You are so damn eager to make those kids hot chocolate milk or milk in general, always drinking with them that I have to seriously wonder if you didn't get enough milk as cub."

"It's healthy." He mumbled. "When you are as old as I am you learn to appreciate milk."

"Oh I'm sorry gramps for disturbing your nap time. You better finish your milk so I can tuck you in"

"Wanna join me?" He grinned and earned a playful shove in response. Gulping down the entire milk in one go he sat down the glass with a loud thud. White liquid sticking to his beard he wiggled his eyebrows.

"Oh yes you make milk look really manly" the redhead giggled.

Cleaning his mouth with his sleeve he ordered another milk. The waiter nodded a little annoyed but started his work immediately. Not many people were occupying the pub at this time of the day, especially not in the week. It was rundown, dusty and not very welcoming. Thinking back to the pub his friend owned... Well he wished he could take a drink again at the Dal. A real drink. He shouldn't have messed with the Ash. He should be grateful to not be in the dungeon or dead.

The old wooden planks creaked under the approaching waiters feet. "There you are officer" he snarled putting down his drink and left immediately.

"Really nice people around here"

"Don't mind him. He is a little bitter since his wife left him..." Rena responded.

"Geez, I wonder why..." He mumbled.

Thy smiled for a short time at each other. They weren't sure what "this" actually was but the attraction and the slight feeling of butterflies, what Dyson would always deny whenever you'd ask him, were mutual. They danced around the obvious. Even though they had once slept together it felt like they never did. Everything felt new again. Not so subtle touches and looks mixed with the one or another flirtatious line made the air around them intense. Sparkling even.

That woman had turned his head in mere seconds and he slowly started to accept it.

"So big bad wolf. What's with the bump on your forehead and the cuts? And why are we meeting in a Bar? What's with the kids?"

"The girls are safe. I have a patrol watching over the house and well... We or to be precise ME captured their father today so I don't think he is a threat to them anymore."

Rena's eyes widened. "You got him? How? Where?" Her mouth moved quicker than her brain could utter words.

"I wanted to pick up some personal stuff of the girls and kinda sneaked into their former home. When I was about to leave I saw that guy enter. He was shaking, probably starved, dunno. His eyes were glowing... Well I flanked him and wanted to knock him out but was to slow. But the fight didn't take long. He was very weak... Brought his unconscious butt to the Elm's compound. High security. But his look made me suspicious so dug further into his past."

"I'm glad that asshole isn't out there anymore terrorizing his children... What did you find out?"

"That he had many different names. His latest identity was the one of Andre` Dumas." He picked up a copy of an ID."

"You know that that isn't very uncommon for older Fae as far as I know..."

"Only some change their identities. Most keep their names they are fond of as long as they don't too exotic in present ears. But you are right. Some do. But usually not in such short intervals. He changed his name almost every year, moved around a lot until he settled down in this town in the middle of nowhere. It's like he was hiding."

"So then how do you know about it?"

"He wasn't as subtle as he believed. The Elm knew he was living here for a few years now but decided not to interfere. Before you ask why, I have no idea."

He was weighing his options whether to tell Rena or keep it a secret but eventually decided to inform Rena. He knew this was bigger and his gut told him her could trust her. He needed to talk to someone or it would eat him up. He was beyond curious and wanted to find out more but he needed her help for that. Hers and Tricks but he doubted that his old friend would help him out.

He opened a folder and turned it around for Rena to see. "My god she looks almost like..."

"...Lauren" he finished for her. The blonde woman on the pictures looked like almost an exact copy of the young girl. The only difference were the deep blue eyes of the woman in the photo.

"His bond mate and Ivy and Lauren's mother..."

"Bond mate? A bonded Incubus? I've never heard about an Incubus or Succubus being bonded except..."

"The deceased wife of the blood king. ."

"Yeah exactly... No wonder Andre had gone nuts after his wife died. When an Incubus looses his mate... god that he is still alive is a wonder..."

"I know. I thought the same. For an Incubus to even try having a happy family and playing house is a strange concept in itself, especially for an over 1000 year old Incubus who had lived his free life full of sex and luxury in its finest."

"That woman must have swept him of his feet. She must have been special."

"She was special indeed. Very special..." Dyson mumbled.

"I have a feeling you still do know more about it and for a way longer time. Why now?"

"I do... But I just found the missing piece this afternoon." he fumbled nervously with his milk. He knew it was strange to start now with everything instead of a week ago. But he needed to find out if he could trust her and he also wanted the girls to settle in at least a little first. He had all his information before but the little lie wouldn't hurt or would it?

"What I'm going to tell you is probably hard to believe but..."

"Now spill it cowboy"

"His mate was Minerva"

Rena's jaw slacked open. Eyelashes fluttered in disbelieve. "No way" she breathed hands clutching the table while she tried to find out if Dyson was lying.

"I told you it's a lot to take in but it's true. I swear..."

"You mean Minerva was the girls mother? Minerva the ancient? The keeper of knowledge and wisdom? You are kidding me, right? RIGHT?"

"Unfortunately not."

"That... that makes Lauren the new keeper... Minerva medica et sapientiae. The child born out of wisdom and care...So she really isn't fae but... but an ancient... THE ancient."

"More like the daughter of a goddess" he smirked.

"Do you really think this is funny? My grandmother was telling me stories of the ancients and now bam in the middle of nowhere a child appears? HER child? You know what that means..."

"As long as the chosen descendent of Pallas is born it means nothing. Without yin no yang. Without the general, the passion there is no need for the soft healer and endless wisdom."

"Maybe she IS already born but nobody knows? Like with Lauren... So that is probably the reason they were hiding her..."

"Rena... this has to be kept between us. You hear me? We need to keep her safe if we want a better future..." His tone was low and pleading.

"Of course it's just..." She brushed with one hand through her hair. Taking a deep breath she continued. "It's a lot to stomach. I dunno how I will approach her from now on" she laughed a little but her face turned serious again. Pulling Dyson's hand between hers she looked deeply in the wolfs eyes. "We're in it together now and I will do everything I can to keep them safe..." He send her a warm smile and squeezed her hand. It was the right decision to tell her and he had the feeling that this was the beginning of something special and he looked forward to it.

"Stay with me tonight?"

A/N2: Yeah I know. I'm not very creative with the prophecy kind of approach and I apologize for it. When you still interested keep on reading. Happy about every reader :)