Chapter 6

An upset and dejected Bo arrives home, throws her bag on the floor and falls face first onto her bed. It still smells like Lauren, that vanilla scent permeating her senses as she pulls the pillow to her face and begins to sob again. From a once promising evening, to a complete disaster, she runs the events through her mind again.

"Why do I have to be so impulsive? I've seen that happen to dancers, millions of times and it is always handled just fine, but no, I had to run in and be a hero, or as Lauren probably saw it, a possessive girlfriend."

"Fuck me and my hero complex" she yells into the pillow and slams her fists down onto the mattress.

A few more hard sobs and she takes a deep breath in an attempt to reel in her emotions, realizing that she needs to calm down and figure out how to right the ship. They have a connection. Lauren offered her heart and while Bo may have only known the blonde a short time, she knows the woman well enough to say she certainly wouldn't have done that if she didn't mean it. Positive that Lauren's feelings are as strong as her own, Bo is sure that they can get past this. She will try to respect the blonde's space while she thinks this through. Lauren said she would call and until then, all she can do is wait. Patience, however, is not much of a strength of the brunette's, so Bo figures she could at least send Lauren a text and then hope she won't have to wait long to hear from the blonde.

'Lauren, I promise not to hound you. I just wanted to say once again I am so very sorry. I hope you have a safe trip home. I will wait to hear from you. Goodnight.'

An hour and several glasses of wine later, Bo still had no response to her text. The pain in her heart causing her to cry herself to sleep, hoping that tomorrow would bring an end to her heartbreak.

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Lauren drags herself into her apartment and pulls the door closed quietly, hoping that her roommate won't notice her arrival. She's not really in the mood to talk as she places her keys on the counter and heads towards her room.

"Hey Lo, didn't expect to see you tonight. Figured you'd be in a sex coma," Kenzi laughs not looking up from the television to notice the distressed look on Lauren's face.

When her joke is met with silence, the girl turns her attention to the exhausted blonde whose eyes are red and puffy from crying.

Kenzi hops over the back of the couch and runs to her friend's aid. "Hey what's wrong? Are you okay?"

The blonde turns her eyes downward to avoid the blue eyes of her best friend. "Nothing. I'm fine, Kenz."

"Well, that's bullshit, Lo" Kenzi moves to block the blonde from getting to her room. She places her hands on her hips and waits for Lauren to look at her. "Come on, you know you can't hide from me. What's wrong?"

Lauren rolls her eyes and lets out an exasperated sigh "Dammit Kenz! Can we talk tomorrow? I just want to go to bed."

The girl grabs her by the shoulders and walks her to the couch, pushing her down onto a seat. "Let me grab you a drink. We will talk it out and I promise you will feel better."

"Fine. I can tell I don't have a choice here" the blonde unhappily relents, falling back in her spot.

She loves her best friend, but sometimes, she could do with a little less intervention and a little more solitude. Even though Kenzi has quite a knack for reading people and solving problems, every once in a while Lauren just wants to mope around and not try to fix everything. Of course, it's been a really long time since Kenzi had to fix a relationship problem for Lauren and she is sure to be chomping at the bit.

Trotting back in with a drink in each hand, the girl hands one to her friend and takes a seat close by, anxious to hear about Lauren's night with the mysterious Bo . "Okay, tell me everything."

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Bo wakes up Monday morning with a headache and a bad attitude. Pissed at the world, the last thing she want to do is get out of bed, but it's not a good time to call in sick. Not with so much on the line.

"It's gonna be a long day" she groans, dragging herself from bed to the coffee maker.

One of the best investments she ever made is buying the programmable one so that her coffee is always ready to go when her feet hit the ground. She checks her phone just in case Lauren left a text or message. Though she wasn't surprised that there were none, it still hurt. The brunette sits in silence on her balcony, taking in the sunrise and nursing her beverage, trying to will away thoughts of the blonde.

She finally makes it in to work, not that she is in the mood, but at least she has the idea Lauren gave her over the weekend and the notes from Tamsin, so she had a good start.

"Shit" Bo mutters under her breath as Hale and Dyson approach. Plastering on her best smile, she prepares to fake her joy of seeing them.

"Morning boys!"

They both nods and pass by, allowing her to breathe a sigh of relief until she hears Hale call her from behind.

"Crap." She turns around with her smile firmly in place once again. "Yes, Hale?"

"How's it going with Morrigan Liquors" her boss inquires about the new client.

"I've got a few ideas and already researching the people I need to schmooze, so…it's going well."

"That's good." Hale leans in and whispers "Are you okay? You seem a little off."

"Fine. I am fine. Allergies are killing me. Thanks for asking though. I will get with you this week to go over my plans for the client."

"Okay. Get something for those allergies. Gotta take care of yourself, Bo. Let me know if you need anything" he pats her on the back and continues on his way.

She catches Dyson glaring at her out of the corner of her eye. She smiles at how pissed off her is about her getting the new account and she has promised herself she would get this done, and get it done alone.

Reaching her office, it felt like forever to get there. She checks her phone again and purses her lips. She has a lot of work to get done, but doing it with Lauren upset at her is going to be a challenge. She wishes that she could just have the opportunity to clear the air already.

As her day comes to a close, she did manage to get some work done today, but definitely not as productive as she would have liked. Not a word from the blonde all day, and it's driving Bo nuts. Some wine takes the edge off and allows her to drift off to sleep dreaming of happy times with Lauren.

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Lauren is finding it difficult to concentrate on her studies and in class. Internally berating herself for getting into this mess and jeopardizing all her hard work, and for what? A good time? Phenomenal sex? That's not really all it was though and she knows it. That's what's really bothering her…that she can't just dismiss Bo and her feelings for the brunette.

There are tests coming up and now is not the time for drama. Even though Kenzi has a point, Lauren does know everything in these text books already. Heck, she has a genius level IQ and has been studying for medicine since middle school. She used to diagnose her toys.

The problem is not really the lack of knowledge, but the mental state she is in. Unable to focus, she decides that getting to bed early and catching up on her rest would be the best medicine.

Fighting the urge to text or call Bo, she hopes that she will feel better about things on Tuesday, but as she awakens, there is this gnawing in her gut that avoidance won't cure. Sooner or later she is going to have to deal with this. Besides, she can't imagine how upset Bo is after all this time. She may not even want to hear from her by now.

First she needs to go to the cadaver lab and dissect, then she will have to "grow a pair" as her best friend so lovingly puts it. Kenzi flat out chewed her a new one about her behavior and how she would regret this later if she continued to use school as an avoidance technique. There is more to life, she has seen it first hand, and why was she so afraid to let herself be happy? The sudden loss of her father, seeing her mother's depression and pain, made her close off her feelings. It is easier to stay unattached, treat everyone like a patient and not let yourself get hurt. Until she met Bo, she didn't realize how much she was missing out on when you share yourself with another.

Forcing herself to get all her tasks done so that she could focus on her predicament with Bo, she grabs her bag and heads out, determined to make things right.

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With nothing from Lauren besides a quick text since the blonde stormed out of the Dal Sunday night, Bo is asleep on her sofa in her work clothes with a half empty bottle of scotch on the table and the tv on silent. It is now late Tuesday evening when Bo is brought out of her alcohol induced sleep by a knock on the door. She didn't get drunk tonight, but a nice buzz sure helped her get to sleep. Mumbling obscenities, she stumbles to the door and fixes herself in the mirror. When she looks through the peep hole, she feels her breath hitch and her eyes start to well up as she opens the door for Lauren.

The blonde has on casual low cut blue jeans and v-neck attire with her bag over her shoulder and hiding fidgeting hands deep in her pockets. Those soulful brown eyes look up sorrowfully through her lashes at the quiet and visibly shaken brunette.

Seeing the hurt in Bo's eyes and the shape she is in tonight only makes Lauren feel worse about not at least calling her for nearly two days. The silence is uncomfortable and it feels like an hour before the blonde is finally able to form words.

"Hello Bo."

"Lauren" Bo stares at her questioningly. "What are you doing here on a Tuesday?"

"Can I come in?"

"Huh? Oh yeah sorry, please come in" Bo steps aside and motions with her hand to enter.

Lauren immediately notices the bottle and the messy state of the room and the disheveled appearance of the brunette. She turns back and looks over Bo with concern. "How are you?"

"I don't know. How do you think I am? I was beginning to think I would never hear from you, that you wouldn't be back. It was killing me, Lauren" she says as she slowly picks up her mess.

Lauren tries to hold back tears, she steels her jaw knowing she needs to get her words out before falling apart in front of the brunette.

"I'm so sorry Bo. I should have called you. I just… I just needed to think."

Looking tiresome, the brunette drops her hands to the island top and leans on them as she tries to interpret Lauren's words. "To think? Think about what?"

Pacing around the room, the blonde's hands move wildly as she struggles to put her thoughts into comprehensible words. "It was all just moving so fast and when I am here with you, it's like I am living two lives. This one that is like a fantasy world and then the real world one at home as a student. It just hit me how much I lose myself when I am with you."

"What are you saying? Do you want to stop seeing me" Bo chokes out, dragging her palms down her face. She can't believe that something that feels so right could be so easily tossed aside.

"No Bo, let me finish, please" Lauren barks. The tone more harsh than she intended. The brunette releases the breath she was holding, but observing the tense body language of the blonde, she is still hesitant as to where this is leading. "Being with you is easy and fun and feels so right, but when you grabbed that guys arm, it was like I snapped out of my dream and"

Bo interrupts her "Lauren, I told you how sorry I was. I just reacted…it will never happen again" Lauren signals Bo to be quiet with a wave of her hand.

"I know Bo, and I accept your apology, just let me get this out first." Bo nods her understanding, willing herself to ignore her impulsive need to fix everything and just hear the blonde out. "I realized that I had jumped head first into the one thing I fear the most, that being letting something get in the way of becoming a doctor. That brief moment of drama was all it took for me to see all those people I've ever known that lost themselves in something else and got distracted from their goal. Good, smart, hardworking people and I refuse to let that happen to me. I can't let work, friends, or falling in love get in my way. I didn't study all weekend. I didn't even think of medical school and I didn't even realize it until I was on the train home."

Bo's heart skipped a beat when Lauren said "falling in love." She's not sure if the woman meant it is a general statement or if it was referring to her, but either way, it made her heart swell. The blonde finally stops pacing and leans on the island across from Bo.

The brunette places her warm hand softly on Lauren's arm silently asking, and getting, permission to speak.

Being sure to hold the blonde's gaze, she begins, "I don't want to be the reason you fail to live your dream, but I don't want to lose you either, Lauren. I was miserable before you. No one has ever made me feel so good about myself" she looks away, somewhat ashamed of revealing her insecurity. "When I saw you on the stage the other night, I thought it would be weird, but oddly enough, it wasn't." Bo turns her gaze back to Lauren, her eyes shining with emotion. "I was so proud that I was the one that would get to take you home. Of all the people in that room fantasizing about you, I was the one that got to live the dream. I don't want to go back to how I was before I met you. Just tell me what I need to do and I will do it." She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath to fight the tears threatening to fall, sighing when she feels the soft touch of Lauren's hand cupping her face lovingly.

Touched by the heartfelt words, Lauren has never heard anything more sincere, or romantic, than that and it compels her to reach deeper and open up to Bo. "I am sorry I freaked out, but this is all new to me. It has always been just me and academics, no exceptions. It was all I wanted…all I needed, until I met you, Bo. I know now that I want more. I need more…with you, but I have to make a compromise. I have to be able to balance school and you."

Hearing those words, Bo opens her eyes to find Lauren looking at her intensely as the brunette places her hand over the blonde's on her cheek. Her usually soft brown eyes are wrought with determination as she continues, "Thing is…it's really hard when you consume my every thought...like an addiction, I have to have you, be with you." Bo pulls their hands down and kisses the blonde's knuckles. She loves when Lauren gives her a little smile at the gesture as she continues talking. "When you try something and you like it, the limbic system in the brain releases dopamine making you feel good. You repeat that behavior to duplicate the feeling and soon you're hooked."

Lauren places her other hand on top of their now interlaced fingers and gives them a squeeze. Her face lightens up seeing Bo with that goofy smile she gets when Lauren geeks out.

"I am hooked on you, Bo. You are my one addiction. It didn't take long…to be honest, it only took one look from you" a shy smile graces her features, rolling her eyes as if embarrassed that she fell so hard so fast, "but you have permeated ever cell in my body and I crave you. You are my drug of choice and I anxiously await my next fix. You make me feel like anything is possible and I want to find a way to make this work."

Quietly, Bo lets the words sink in as the blonde watches the emotions play out across her face. Lauren can see the exact moment that Bo's brain comprehends her words as a smile slowly turns her lips upward. The blonde could feel the energy in the room change as a wave of relief sweeps over them both after having poured their hearts out to one another.

Without wasting another moment, Bo darts around the island and sweeps her lover up, lifting her off of her feet and crashing their lips together in a hard, frenzied kiss. As the need for air takes over, she lowers the blonde back to the ground, feeling her smiling against her cheek. They lean back into one another's arms and smile lovingly.

"Can you stay the night" Bo asks, her eyes bright with hope.

Lauren's smile reaches her eyes as she nods affirmatively "I'd love nothing more."

Letting out a deep sigh of relief, Bo flashes that devilish grin of hers "Just for the record, Doctor. I never said you couldn't study here. I am available to help you practice anytime, especially if it involves that white coat of yours" she winks and enjoys the blush that rises up the blonde's neck.

Lauren begins fiddling with the collar of Bo's button down shirt, and teasing her by grazing her skin with a fingertip, causing her to shiver slightly at the touch. "I will take your generous offer into consideration. It might be a good idea to practice my doctor-patient interaction skills" she smirks "but right now, I think we need to get you out of these clothes, you are burning up Ms. Dennis."

"Well, I sure hope you don't give all of your patient's this type of personal attention," Bo says as the blonde uses nimble fingers to slowly undo the buttons of the brunette's blouse, pausing to nip at her pulse point.

Bo moans at Lauren gently working her way across the collar bone with open mouth kisses as her blouse hits the floor. The blonde softly drags her nails down her lover's sides to her hips before gripping them tightly and pulling her tight against her body.

The brunette runs her fingers up through silky blonde hair, grasping the back of Lauren's head to bring her in for a smoldering kiss. Velvety tongues meet, each lovingly exploring the other, savoring the taste of their lover as they move together with a softness unlike their previous meetings.

Lauren snakes her arms around and unlatches Bo's black lace bra, slowly sliding the straps off her shoulders so that she can massage each perfect mound. Taking an erect nipple between her thumb and forefinger, she squeezes it gently making the brunette arch into her body to gain more contact. Bo's fingers edge up under the blonde's shirt, her touch causing Lauren to gasp as the brunette pulls it gently up and over her head, throwing it to the ground.

Taking in the sight of the topless blonde, Bo bites her lip and reaches down to cup her lover's ass and pull her close. Lauren works one thigh in between Bo's legs and presses it to her wet, aching core. Moaning into her lover's kiss, their mouths continue to melt into one another in a slow rhythm as their bodies begin to match the pace with a gentle grinding that only serves as lighter fluid for the scorching desire between the two women.

The last time they made love was gentle and caring, and Bo never imagined anything more sensual until now. The tenderness of the blonde in this moment is something Bo has never known. She is not afraid to let herself be vulnerable around Lauren, choosing instead to trust her with her heart and that feeling of complete surrender…well, Bo has no words for how loved she feels right now. Even if they haven't actually said the words yet, she feels it in every kiss, touch and look Lauren gives her.

Relishing the softness of the brunette, and the slow, steady buildup of their desire, Lauren is ready to move their activities to a more comfortable place. Letting herself go with Bo doesn't feel like a risk. As scary as it is, it feels like a reward and tonight she plans to make sure the brunette feels every ounce of how much she cares for her.

"Bo, take me to bed" she says with hooded eyes and kiss swollen lips.

With a deep growl, Bo obeys, lifting the blonde and carrying her to the bedroom to continue their night of passion.

So, the make-up section was inspired by Justin Timberlake's "Pusher Love." I like the way it could incorporate Lauren's geek out and still convey her feelings for Bo. Plus, it is a catchy tune. Hope it was good reading for all of you awesome Lost Girl fan fiction fans out there. Thank you so much for the continued support. Please keep the reviews coming. Now, what could be up next for the ladies? Hmm…guess we'll just have to wait and see ;)