"If You Must Mourn Don't Do it Alone"

"If you must mourn, don't do it alone" – You - Keason Henson

1 week later.

"Today we pay reverence to our friend Dyson Thornwood; a warrior, a protector, one who's heart was pure. We must remember that he didn't die in vain, that he died so that others could live their lives to the fullest and love as much as he did." Hale stood in front of everyone, in a beautiful garden that held some Scottish characteristics, saying a speech in front of Dyson's friends and family.

It was a beautiful day, the grass was so green and the sky so clear that it was hard to believe it was real, but Bo couldn't enjoy it because she could see nothing past the darkness that had taken over her mind; her happiness. Lauren was next to her, holding her hand, wishing she could find the words that would make her sorrow disappear and bring back the radiant smile on her face that Lauren loved so much, but nothing was enough, nothing would bring him back.

The morning before.

"IT'S ALL MY FAULT DON'T YOU GET THAT!" Bo snapped at Lauren when the blonde had tried to reason with her. When Lauren had woken up, she had found the bed empty again. Bo had left to try to find someone way to bring Dyson back and every single attemps led to a dead-end. Once again, Bo had come home bruised and battered, covered in dirt and angry.

"Bo how many times will have to tell you this is not your fault!" Lauren yelled back as she followed Bo into the bathroom. "Dyson chose to sacrifice his life for all of us." Those words had been said so many times that it felt like the beginning of a dance that the two were too familiar with, one that never ended well.

Bo removed her leather jacket and threw it across the room. "But I could have stopped him!" she argued but no longer believed herself saying it. She dropped on her knees next to the tub and cried again, as if it was the only thing left she was capable of doing.

Lauren could have continued to tell her that she was wrong to blame herself, that Dyson wasn't coming back, but instead she walked to the brunette, forgetting her own sorrow and worries. She kneeled beside her and began to free her of her clothes. Bo gave her a confused look and wanted to tell the blonde to leave her alone, but she no longer had the strength to fight back anymore.

Once they were both naked, Lauren put her hands under Bo's arms, helped her stand up on her feet and get inside the tub. She closed the curtains around them and opened the shower stream before sitting behind the brunette and wrapping her limbs protectively around her.

Bo regretted having wanted to be left alone. She needed Lauren's warmth and strength more than she had realized. The water was appeasing and delicate on her skin, just like Lauren's embrace was reassuring and comforting. The long curtains that were shut around them had temporarily closed the way of every current problem and issue from reaching them, and they stayed silent like this with only the sound of the water raining down on their bodies. If it weren't for Bo's incessant pride, she would have told Lauren how much it meant to her that she stayed even in times when Bo knew she didn't deserve it anymore. Bo did tell her, however, in the way that she allowed herself to be comforted by her presence. The whole burden of Bo's agony was eventually forgotten, until the blonde had to remind her softly that they had to get ready for Dyson's funeral.

Lauren was happy that she had been able to calm Bo's turmoil even for just half an hour, but she was fully aware that the upcoming day would be hard on her girlfriend and that they her grief was not about to end.

There were days when it became too heavy for Lauren to stay in the club house. She made excuses that she needed to work on discovering why The Wanderer and the Morrigan had plotted to make the good doctor dark, which was indeed what she was doing, but in reality she just wanted to spend some time alone. It made Bo worry every time she left because neither of them knew what Evony was up to, they had once even argued about it, but Lauren had convinced Bo that it was urgent to figure it out before another incident happened.

Lauren flickered through the 52 pages contract that she had signed with the dark, and found nothing related to The Wanderer or else. What she had agreed on seemed fair and normal, even more that her first contract with the light Fae.

Completely stumped, she threw the document on her desk and leaned back on her chair, closed her eyes and enjoyed the well needed silence…

…Until loud footstep where heard coming in her office. "Well well Doctor I didn't think you where the kind of person that took naps on the job," a familiar voice squeaked. Lauren opened her eyes to see The Morrigan standing in front of her desk. "Break time's over," she said, throwing a pile of paper that fell with a loud bang on the surface of the desk.

"What is this?" Lauren asked, unusually grumpy to be disturbed.

"These are more documents from the Dark Fae archives." Evony told her and sat on the corner of her desk. "I want you to finish the serum that turns humans into Fae and vice versa," she continued as she played seductively with the objects on her desk. Her hand found Lauren's contract that was half buried under the pile of paper she had just thrown. "Is that… your contract with the dark?" she asked her eyes jumped from the paper to Lauren. "You are not trying to find away to get rid of me, are you?" Lauren shook her head. Evony put the back of her slender fingers on Lauren's cheek and caressed the skin. "Good. Because we're just getting started you and I," she breathed softly as she leaned toward the doctor's face. She pressed a kiss on her lips ever so slightly.

Lauren swallowed hard and blushed, feeling utterly guilty. "I will work right on that, Evony," she replied quickly to get rid of her.

"Good. You have two weeks to finish it," the Morrigan said bluntly and leaving.

It all came clear in Lauren's mind. The Morrigan didn't want that serum for herself. She wanted it for the Wanderer, but why? She looked through the pile of paper the Morrigan had left her; trying to find a connection to the Wanderer. Nothing. What Evony didn't know is that the serum was already done, but Lauren sure as hell wasn't going to give her until she had figured out the whole predicament.

The doctor's ring tone is what brought her out of her thoughts a few hours later. "Doctor Lewis speaking" she answered her phone.

"Hey Lauren…" Bo said at the other end. "It's late. I was wondering if you were coming home soon?" Lauren looked around and realized she had been there longer than she had imagined. It surprised her also to hear Bo say the word "home" since they hadn't really discussed the living arrangements yet, although Lauren spent most of her time there. "I miss you…" Bo admitted after a few seconds.

"I'll be home in twenty, alright sweetie?" Lauren told her.

"Great!" Bo replied with a level of enthusiasm that surprised Lauren.

Five minutes later Lauren was already on her way to the crack house. She was tired and hungry, and hoped that tonight didn't turn into another argument with Bo. She pulled her car in the driveway and as she got out the smell of onions and spices tickled her nose. Was Bo cooking? Lauren entered the house and the smell was even stronger; it made her stomach growl in anticipation. She put her coat on the hanger and made her way to the dim lit kitchen where her girlfriend welcomed her with a candle-lit dinner.

"Hi babe," Bo greeted her and pressed her lips on the blonde's cheek. "Here sit," she said pulling her hand so that she sat next to her in front of the table. Bo had put a fancy red tablecloth on the dinning surface as well as nice cutlery she never used and two glasses of wine.

"What gives?" Lauren was pleasantly surprised and the meal Bo had cooked seemed delicious.

"What I can't cook my girlfriend dinner?" Bo said with a smile as she poured red wine into their glasses.

Lauren took the glass that Bo handed her and took a sip. "Hmm, you don't cook Bo."

Bo licked the rim of her mouth after she drank a sip. "I had some free time, lots of free time. I figured I'd search the Internet for a recipe. I know you like pasta so. Voila," she explained pointing the plate with her hand.

Lauren worried that Bo was getting bored since Kenzi had moved in with Hale and that she was only left with her sadness. After all, the blonde was well aware that she wasn't the most fun person to spend time with. She forced a smile. "Well it looks delicious Bo," she said hoping her answer wasn't too delayed.

"C'mon let's eat before it's cold."

Bo's meal was indeed as succulent as its smell and sight. Lauren hadn't eaten since this morning so she devoured it without leaving anything left in her plate. She studied Bo as the brunette finished her meal.

"You're staring, babe," Bo said, her gaze finding Lauren's.

Lauren looked at the table instead and played with a fork distractively. "Sorry."

"What's up?" Bo caressed the side of her arm.

Lauren shrugged. "I worry Bo, that's all," she replied, still not looking at her girlfriend.

"About me?" Bo asked with confusion. She thought she had done pretty well hiding her negative thoughts so far tonight.

"Yes."

"Hey, don't. I'm fine," Bo lied, her hand moving from her arm to her cheek. The truth is Bo was better than she had been the previous days, but if she listened to her stubborn self she would continue to be angry and sad, but she made the efforts not to be for Lauren.

"I really want to believe that…" Lauren said her eyes now looking at Bo. "But you've been so angry and sad in the past two weeks and now you're acting as though nothing happened… " She sighed. "I'm just confused."

"I'm better Lauren," the brunette replied honestly. "But it will still take time Lauren. I lost my—"

"I know."

"I don't want you to have to deal with me grieving every single day. I want you to be happy." Bo gave her a smile. She didn't want history to repeat itself again. During the dawning, Bo had made the mistake to forget about Lauren's feelings and well-being. Now she made sure that the same thing wouldn't happen again with Dyson's death and her grief.

Lauren was impressed with all of Bo's progress. "I love you" she smiled back.

"I love you too." Bo leaned on her stool to capture the blonde's lips in a searing kiss. Lauren let out a loud moan as Bo broke the kiss, and she kept her eyes close, savoring the moment. It had been so long since Bo had initiated physical contact that -Lauren felt herself clinging to her and wanting more, but she wasn't sure Bo was ready to do this yet.

Bo sensed that the blonde's aura was burning after the kiss. Feeling that Lauren was also hesitant, she reassured her. "I need you… so much" she confessed putting emphasis on the word 'much'. Her hand came up threading the other woman's hair and pulled her into another kiss, this one growing hotter, with the same honest desire.

Lauren hips flared on her seat as Bo slipped her tongue inside her mouth. Once Bo was done exploring the moist area, Lauren pushed her tongue inside Bo's mouth eager to feel the warmth there.

The kitchen wasn't comfortable enough for their needs anymore so they moved toward the bedroom, their bodies and lips never leaving each other in travel.

Once they reached the bed, they separated to get rid of all their clothes immediately. Bo was the first be naked and get under the covers and she watched Lauren get rid of her last garment, smiling in anticipation when the blonde joined her. She didn't say anything not to breech the silence, although many things wanted to come out of her mouth. She wanted to tell her how deeply sorry she was, how much she was grateful for her presence, but right now she just needed to do this.

Lauren positioned herself on top of Bo so that one of her hand had access to the brunette's body while she was braced herself on the other. Her body was hot and pressing against Bo's. She leaned so that she could press her lips on Bo's throat where she nipped and licked on the sensitive skin there.

Bo's breath became a little faster than it had been as Lauren's tongue moved downer to her chest and finally to one of her breast. The blonde's hand rounded her luscious mound and brought it to her mouth, her tongue darting out to flick on the erected bud. She felt the heat between her legs grow hotter and desperately needed to be touched there. She pulled Lauren face to her and pressed her lips to Lauren in a hard, urgent kiss.

Lauren didn't need Bo to speak up to know just how much she needed her. Without wasting anymore time, the doctor slid her free hand down on the brunette's body until it reached the wetness between her folds. She eased two fingers inside her and made a trail of kisses in her neck to her ear where she let out a breathy whisper, "You're so wet." Lauren was taken aback by the amount of moisture her fingers dived into. It reassured her to see that Bo wanted this as much as she did.

"Please," the plea finally came out of the brunette when Lauren was only teasingly enjoying the silky environment she had found.

Smiling, Lauren pressed the side of her face on Bo's as she established a regular pace, moving her fingers back and forth in the warm confines. Bo's body flared up against Lauren's hand, her hand gripping at Lauren's back as her muscles twitched and locked.

When Lauren withdrew her fingers and moved them on Bo's clit, the succubus lost it. The silence was replaced by Bo's moans and the brunette concentrated on the pressure of Lauren's fingers on her bundle of nerves, feeling herself becoming closer to edge of coming. She fisted the sheet beside them with one hand and with the other she grabbed the nape of the blonde's neck, encouraged her to continue as her she released the culmination of the past two heavy weeks. She rested her head on the pillow, her eyes closing as her breathing started to become regular again.

Lauren rested her forehead on Bo's as she allowed her girlfriend to recover, her own arousal never forgotten, and she made sure to still her hips to prevent from grinding against her tight before the other woman was ready. Lauren had dreamed of this moment since Dyson's death, the day she'd finally be able to appease Bo's ache and her own by making love to her, the day they'd both feel something else than pain for once.

Lost in her own thoughts, Lauren was surprised when Bo spun her on her back and whispered softly, "You're beautiful. And I love you." She peppered her face and the corners of her mouth with kisses. "Just in case you had forgotten because I haven't told you this a lot lately."

The blonde's lips curled into a smile and before she had time to reply, Bo's mouth was on hers and she was kissing her deeply, knowing how much her girlfriend needed this as much as she did. After that, Lauren allowed herself to lose control. A pleading moan escaped her lips as her hips bucked against the brunette, craving the same release she had just given to her lover.

Bo's mouth left Lauren's and traveled down her body slowly, her nose grazing her skin as she moved. She placed one finally kiss on the skin next to her navel before settling down between her thighs, her breath warm and wet against her path of feathery curls in front of her, making the blonde arch her back on the bed. Bo's mouth hovered above her clit, breathing in deeply the sweet scent of her arousal, and she was surprised when Lauren surged up to her. The brunette's mouth enveloped her clit, sucking it excruciatingly slowly, and she hummed in contentment against her sex.

Lauren threaded her hands in the succubus' hair, panting her lover's name in loud moans, reacting purely on instinct to the pleasure Bo's tongue was drawing out of her.

Although the eroticism of the moment flared up Bo's arousal again, the succubus stayed focused on her lover, pleasured her as if she was trying to make amend of all the pain her sadness had caused. Despite the blonde's hips bucking against the bed, Bo never allowed her mouth to break contact with the bundle her nerve as Lauren's orgasm crossed her body, her thighs closing slightly around her head, thick fluid spilling on her chin.

Knowing it would hurt Lauren if she continued, the succubus moved her head and rested on her stomach as the blonde's muscles loosened up and her arms fell limply on the mattress.

Once Lauren had caught her breath, she cupped Bo face and guided her up on the bed. "Come here," she whispered as Bo shifted off Lauren's body so that they were side by side, never allowing space to get between them. They stayed silent for a while, Lauren tracing lazy pattern on Bo's back in the meantime.

"I'm sorry." Bo's apology was out of the blue, caught Lauren off guard. The blonde felt terrible that her lover ever had the need to be sorry. In her mind, it was clear that this was just something they would get through together and an apology was not necessary. Bo had just been showing humanity by allowing her grief to consume her for a little while, something that Lauren completely understood, something that she was proud of her girlfriend, as letting out emotions wasn't an occurrence in her genus.

"Don't be," Lauren said as she watched her lover in the eyes, her head shaking. "I don't need an apology Bo. I need you alive and happy."

The sincerity of her girlfriend's words hit her, made her feel grateful like never before. "And I need you for that," Bo added truthfully, her heart aching when the thought of Lauren sacrificing herself instead of Dyson came through her mind.

"You have me Bo," Lauren underlined, hoping that the succubus would realize that even with a great loss, happiness could still be found if they worked on it together. "And I'm yours" The last words came out in a whisper that held so much emotion and honesty.

"Forever?"

Lauren let out a soft smile. "And beyond that."

The succubus rested her head in the crook of her lover's neck and the blonde hooked an arm around her back, her fingers splaying on the skin protectively. "Go to sleep my love."

It was only a matter of minutes before Bo was slumbering soundly in Lauren's arms, the weight of her emotions, and her body worn out by the strong orgasm being utterly tiring. The blonde on the other hand couldn't sleep, her mind contemplating a million things, but she enjoyed her girlfriend's presence in her arms seeing that she finally seemed to be sleeping without disturbance.

At 1 am, Lauren's phone vibrated on the nightstand. A frown pressed on her tired features and she wondered who would possibly be calling at this hour. Making sure not to wake her lover, she slipped away from the bed, grabbed her phone and walked to the bathroom where she answered. "Hello?"

"Hi Lauren, It's Hale. Sorry if I woke you up," the sirens apologized.

"What's going on?"

"I'm calling to tell you that Crystal's father, he drank to much and died. And she's nowhere to be found," Hale explained.

Lauren was taken aback. She scratched the back of her head as she peaked at the sleeping succubus from the bathroom. "What does that mean for her brother?" the blonde asked with concern.

"He has no one else. But that's not all… he's at the station with me right now and he seemed to have developed some special abilities…"

Fear filled Lauren eyes as she watched her girlfriend, her hand still holding the device at her ear, and she stayed silent. They were not done with this yet. How she was going to announce this to Bo is what scared her the most.

A/N: Special thanks to my friend Gabi—for giving me faith in my writing and simply for being the awesome person that you are. This one is for you.

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