A/N: Wow I'm... I'm... wow xD dumbfounded. So many reviews. Thanks a lot guys. Here is already the next chapter. I'm kinda on a run. This will a have a small portion of Fae history. If it sounds to stupid just tell me. I don't go in any detail (probably better because that would be way to much and if I'd wrote down what I actually had in mind it would be 30 pages or so xD) just never let a former history student write something about it xD. So you only have the names and occurences that aren't... yeah detailed... Sorry for the bad input. Just wanted it to throw in. If someone is intrested in that 30 pages kinda thing I can write it down in some kind of timeline but I doubt anyone wants to. Enough rambling. I'll let you read now.

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Cold sweat clung to her body. Her heart raced and her breathing was raging in her chest. The images of the nightmare still fresh burned into her mind. She just managed in time to enter the bathroom to empty her stomach. Exhausted she sat on the ground next to the toilet bowl. Dried tears stuck on her face while her muscles were still shaking.

Every single night since the attack she relieved every horrible second in her dreams. She only wished for a dreamless sleep. The lack of a good nights rest was already taking its toll on her. Another headache was about to built while the images were still flashing through her inner eye. She wanted to scream.

The nights were always the worst. She managed the days pretty well by now. Looking for distraction something else to think about. Talking to Dyson or Rena, reading, playing with Ivy or texting with Bo. Bo... How a mere stranger had managed to become such an important part of her life in such a short amount of time was a miracle to her. The thought about the kind hearted brunette calmed her shaking body down a little.

Getting up, her knees were still a little wobbly. She bushed her teeth and splashed some water in her heated face. Her pulse was calming down and she got out of the bathroom. Returning to the spare room Dyson had furnished by now with the most important things. It looked like they were living for some time longer with the wolf and Lauren didn't mind it. She saw that under his ruff exterior was a nice man. But she had the nagging feeling that he was keeping something from her. He seemed to struggle whenever she asked him about her heritage. Like he wanted to tell her but couldn't. Maybe she'll wear him down some time.

Looking at the peacefully sleeping form of her sister she was astonished how seemingly well she dealt with everything. She only wondered how. It was like nothing had happened and the small brunette accepted to live here with two strangers so freely.

Lying back down in the bed the blonde saw her phone lighting up. Seeing Bo's name she immediately picked the tool up.

Bo: Mornin' Lo =)

Lauren: Good morning :)

Bo: Wow that was quick. Did I wake you?

Lauren: No. It's ok. I was already up.

Bo: Another nightmare? :(

Lauren: Yeah... I'm looking forward to this evening. Maybe you keep those nightmares away ;)

Bo: Oh I'm not that horrifying ;)

Lauren: Ha Ha... So your mom said yes?

Bo: Yup I'll be sleeping with you tonight :)

Lauren blushed at the words. She knew how had meant it but her strangely still raging hormones were picturing different things than Bo probably intended.

Lauren: :) See u later?

Bo: Definitely. Bye :)

With a smile on her face Lauren put her phone back down. It had become their thing to text each other a good morning every day. It always send a warm feeling through Laurens body to know that someone actually was thinking about her. Cared for her.

Checking the time she decided to get up before those images were starting to haunt her again. Entering the kitchen the smell of bacon and eggs was stroking her senses.

"You know Dyson, a bowl of cereal would be enough" she winked. "But I appreciate it" she smiled.

"Cereal... yeah that was the thing you kids eat nowadays... Sorry I usually only grab a cup of coffee or two in the morning at the precinct... Actually since they "invented" the coffee I barely ate a real breakfast... But I have to admit that this is way better than that. Helps me to better concentrate."

"That's understandable. Eating breakfast gives you a mental advantage. When you start off your day, your body needs fuel. Glycogen stores start to deplete. If you haven't had any food, by lunch you'll start to feel fatigued, adding that cognitive studies, particularly on children, tell us what happens if you don't eat, you lose focus and concentration as well as the ability to think and problem-solve. Without eating breakfast, you're more vulnerable to cravings and less likely to make healthy choices in the morning and throughout the day and... and... god sorry..." Lauren rambled.

"You are a really smart one, ain't you? Wow. Don't be sorry for that. Just, wow you're still so young and knowing so much... " he whistled.

The blonde blushed at the praise. She wasn't used to it. Her parents expected her to know those things and her father was always annoyed whenever she started one of her "brain farts".

Scratching her neck in embarrassment she said. "It's nothing. Just something I heard once at the radio. I dunno... I just... It's not difficult for me to recite anything I just... soak it up like a sponge, you know? Are you sure I'm not Fae?" she tried the frontal approach this time but before he could answer Ivy entered the kitchen rubbing her sleepy eyes. She would be asking Dyson again. Nothing would stand between her and the truth.

A knock at the door announced Rena's arrival. It didn't take long for the ragtag family to sit down and enjoy their first meal today. It became some sort of tradition for the redhead to join them whenever possible and Lauren wondered about the relationship between Dyson and her.

While Ivy was digging in Lauren only poked around in her eggs. Her stomach was still a little queasy after last night and this wannabe happy family act was unnerving her. From the warm feeling of texting Bo wasn't much left. It took all her willpower not to jump up and run.

She felt a strong pulling inside her. A craving that wasn't satisfied with food. She wanted to know more about the Fae but couldn't while Ivy was still there.

So she didn't scold the young girl when she jumped up to play while the others were eating. Usually she would call her on her inappropriate behavior but today she was glad to finally be alone.

Sitting alone now Lauren took a deep breath and was almost startled by the soft hand on her shoulder. Rena's concerned eyes were fixed on her and even Dyson seemed to worry behind his way too big newspaper.

At the touch she immediately felt the gruesome images fade into a blur. She was becoming calmer. It was different from Bo's touch this wasn't tingling it was just warm and welcoming.

"Hey sweetie... Bad night?" The blonde just nodded. "Yeah I can imagine that. I'd tell you that I know how you feel but I actually don't. Well... maybe I do? Not exactly but... well doesn't matter but I feel the pain and sorrow you are in. You went through a lot, but we will protect you. I promise" Her look was so honest and caring that it hit deep down in Lauren.

"What kind of Fae are you? Sorry for just asking but every time I'm with you I feel a... a calmness washing over me. Like my pain is lifted..." Straight forward after a small pause seemed like the best approach to the blonde girl.

"You know it is rude to ask a Fae something like that but... I'm actually curious myself..." Dyson grinned.

"You guys have no decency..."

"Oh come on Rea. Do it for Lauren, hmm?" Dyson did his best impersonation of the puppy dog eyes.

Rena sighed. Stubborn people but when she managed to turn Laurens thoughts to something else... who cares.

"Well I'm a shape shifter. I CAN turn in to a turtle whenever things are getting hot."

Dyson spit out some of his morning milk. That was a revelation he never expected.

"A...A... turtle... that... well that's neat" he stuttered.

"You don't seem to be impressed or even slightly happy about this revelation wolfie"

"No no I... well I... it's just unexpected" His eyes looked around frantically while he was nervously scratching his neck. "I actually never heard about any turtle shifter to be honest..."

"The old man doesn't know any? That is surprising... But calm down grumpy. I'm no turtle shifter. That would be really lame... literally" She laughed heartfelt and even Lauren couldn't help to smile slightly. She was thankful of this light conversation.

Dyson let out a breath he had seemingly hold for the last minutes. "Thank god..." he muttered.

"So are you going to tell us? I mean what you really are? I understand if you don't want to talk about it but... My curiosity is a little hungry.." The blonde poked at her head and blushed.

"Well for you sweetie I will try... It's a little complicated to be honest. I'm not sure what kind of Fae I am."

"You... You don't know? Why? How? I mean, huh?"

"We lived in a small town in Silesia. I was still young when that stupid war started. Fucking dark Fae and their territorial behavior..." she growled?

"Dark Fae? You mean dark Fae were behind the second world war? That's I... really?" Lauren was confused to say the least.

Dyson smiled a small smile.

"Yeah... The leader of the dark in middle Europe had this stupid idea to enslave or kill all humans. They needed a human puppet to sneak in their political system. Nobody knew about their plans at first. So when Hitler got elected Göbbels and Göring were cautiously playing out their plan. They started to systematically kill all the humans who disposed the regime. The few "useful assets" were enslaved and robbed of their free will.

The Avalanche began rolling and the former secret killings turned more public. Their army grew with brainwashed humans and pathetic zealots. Many Dark supported the harsh way and joined in. Regions, nations with a high rate of dark Fae in political positions joined like Japan and Italy for example. The time the European light Fae started fighting back it was almost to late. While they weren't the victims of the dark they opposed the brutal treating of humans and feared for exposure. Chiming in in the war lead to deaths of many light Fae. The light became official enemies to the dark. In that time many fled the continent. It was beyond horrible. So many bodies, so much death and pain.. And for what? Some stupid territory? To prove a point?" Dyson's knuckles turned white when he made a fist. The memories still so vivid in front of his eyes. He had fought in many wars but that one was just... It had no honor. Ever since those damn fire weapons were invented war lost it's finesse. The man to man confrontation. The survival of the fittest...

He was lost somewhere in his rage until he felt the hands of Rena cupping his fuzzy cheeks. He sank deep in her eyes and felt the heat of the anger diminishing.

"It is over Dyson... They won't let it go this far again" she whispered. A gentle thumb stroked his cheekbone and he visibly calmed down. A small smile was shared between those two. Feeling the soft lips of Rena only a second later on his, he couldn't deny that stupid tingly feeling deep down his stomach. That woman was driving him crazy and he enjoyed every moment of it.

The chaste kiss stooped only a few seconds later but it felt like an eternity.

"Well after we confirmed that Dyson can totally geek out in an endless monologue too..." The redhead tried to lighten the mood. "I maybe continue answering your question"

Lauren nodded not able to speak after Dysons emotional explanation. But she made sure to study more about Fae history in the near future.

"We fled. Me and my mother. I never knew my father so he was out of the picture. I made it to New York but my mother... well... she... she didn't. I don't remember her. I was still an infant. Our entire clan was erased. I'm the only one left..." Her eyes sank to the ground. The pain was visible and Lauren regretted for asking. The blonde understood the pain to well.

"I have my clan marks and the birth certificate from my mother... but not mine. I got her name when I came here it was... convenient for them I guess. Until now noone cared to tell me what kind of Fae I am. I'm still young... I know my powers but not what I am..." Dyson put a protecting arm around the suddenly so small looking red head.

"I...I can manipulate the emotions of people. Can make them feel better or worse. Can make them love, hate, fear, sad or happy."

"like an Seniatta?" Dyson asked.

"No... I'm not that... powerful. My touch only lasts for a short time. I can't "convince" them to do anything long term but my powers are more versatile. I can just evoke the particular emotion but only if they are willing to... I told you it's complicated... But enough of me." She said pulling herself out of Dysons embrace.

"I heard you and Bo have a date this evening?" She grinned. Astonishing how that woman could change from sad to giddy in such a short amount of time.

Lauren's cheeks immediately turned in to a deep shade of red. "It's NOT a DATE" she said through clenched teeth.

"So why are you blushing then?" Dyson asked smirking.

"Oh shut it off...Don't you two have something to do? Like working?" Lauren mumbled and hoped for the conversation to finally be over.