A/N: Once again, I thank you all for your thoughts and comments. :) It seems that people really, really want to see Bo. Unfortunately, she really won't be appearing til chapter 9. No POVs or anything. Although, someone does mention her in this chapter so maybe that would work?

Anyway, instead of Bo, my treat is two chapters in one update. Almost 7000 words of goodness (if I may say so myself? :D) That brings us up to Ch. 6 so only 2 more before Bo appears. I'm thinking this story would go up to 15 chapters and my very ambitious goal is to finish it before Season 3 airs (before it gets Jossed right out of the gate.) If I manage that, it would mean faster updates. So let's all hope I don't get lazy and my muse sticks with me.

Okay so standard disclaimers still apply and I have no beta, so please be patient with the grammar.

Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 5

It only took two more weeks before the fae finally found him.

He was surprised to find himself actually calm about it. He figured after all that paranoid planning and preparation he would be more freaked out about being found out, but he just wasn't.

Lewis was in O'Briens when Vex found him. He was sitting on the bar watching his friends make fools of themselves over the pool table when he heard that familiar, accented voice.

"Well, well, well... lookee what I found."

Lewis managed to contain his flinch and was able to produce a fairly blank expression as he turned to face the mesmer.

"Vex."

"Dr. Lewis," Vex rolled his name as if he enjoyed saying it. The mesmer's eyes rounded with awe as he looked the "new him" over. "What a pretty boy you make." His eyes fell on his lap and he grinned, giving an obvious wink. "A pretty nice package too."

Lewis took a casual sip of his beer and said, "How did you find me? The boy?"

Vex finally snapped out of his gleeful amusement to look at him in confusion. "What boy?" He shook his head, "No, no, no. I saw you in one of my clubs last week. Was sure I was seeing things and I thought, 'Vex old boy, you probably need glasses now' but hah! I was right after all!"

Lewis thought of that night. He had been dragged to go "clubbing" with the others because they had deemed him being too "extra-broody" the past week and needed to release some stress. And now he was caught.

Well, everyday he went out of his apartment, he was at risk anyway. He had deliberately settled on Dark Fae territory when he started his new life, but Lauren had known even then that someone could still identify her. She had been somewhat infamous in the fae world.

Vex unknowingly confirmed his thoughts. he "We've heard you've done a runner," he said casually, playing with his beer bottle. "A mess that was, your succubus was all a-flutter," he unconsciously rubbed his throat as if relieving a memory, "Thought we snatched you or something. She was in a fine rampage but in the end she was finally convinced that you had gone on your own merry way."

Lewis felt his breath catch at the mention of Bo and he had to struggle hard not to react. He suddenly felt hot and antsy but Vex was still talking.

"The Morrigan had us on the look-out for you for weeks but it was obvious that you were long gone. Or it was obvious..." he gave her a wink.

Lewis frowned at him, forgetting about Bo for the moment. "The Morrigan was looking for me too?"

"Oh yeah, she's got a hard-on for you the likes you wouldn't believe," Vex laughed, "She'd be delighted to see your hard-on... get it?" he joked lamely and when Lewis didn't respond, huffed in affront.

"How did you find me, Vex?" Lewis asked.

"Well I certainly never expected this!" Vex said, gesturing to his body. He grinned and leaned closer to him, "To be honest, it was just a long shot. I saw you and you looked familiar. Maybe a relative of the good doctor, I thought. I tracked you down on a whim." He leaned closer until Lewis could feel his breath on his face. "And I couldn't keep my eyes off you! I was staring and staring like a creeper."

At that, Lewis let out a soft snort of amusement.

Vex only grinned back at him, not even offended. "It was the eyes at first that kept throwing me off and then the body language," he confessed, "Brilliant disguise, doctor." There was a genuine tone of admiration in the mesmer's voice and Lewis couldn't help but feel proud then.

"And yet you still figured me out," he said after a while.

"As I said, I was staring a long time." He shrugged and began to turn away. "If I was just passing by, I never would have identified you," Vex said, smirking.

They fell silent for a while before Lewis finally said, "What happens now?"

At that, Vex flashed her a big grin. "Why, I get to take you home then! The Morrigan is gonna be so happy. She'd been wanting more pretty boys lately, too." He paused and then looked at her with a fake glare. "I don't have to make you, do I?" the tone was still jokey but the intent was clear. If he attempted to run, Vex would have no problem putting him down.

Lewis sighed and set his beer bottle safely on the bar.

"No."

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"Vex darling, I love you, but you know I have to get my beauty sleep or I don't look my best."

Lewis heard the sing song plaintive tone through the door and braced himself.

"I have a lovely present for you, dear and it absolutely couldn't wait 'til the morning."

"It better be good."

And then the doors were opening and the Morrigan, in her silk-robed glory, stepped out and caught sight of him.

"Who is this?" she asked immediately, looking politely interested.

Lewis had to fight the sudden urge to smile as it was proven once again how well his disguise was holding up. He suddenly wondered how many fae had already caught sight of him in the last few months but disregarded his "resemblance" to Lauren Lewis.

"Don't recognize her, eh?" Vex said, failing to suppress another smirk. "Me neither. Not at first but if you look closer..."

The Morrigan turned back to him with quizzical eyes. It took a few more moments before she let out a soft gasp. "No."

Lewis felt a burst of confidence and gave her a small smirk of his own, with a theatrical bow. "Hail, Morrigan of the Dark Fae."

"No," the Morrigan repeated, still surprised but Lewis could see the beginnings of a smile on her face. "It's..." she walked towards him, hands outstretched and Lewis allowed the tentative touch on his face. "You're...beautiful," she finished.

She turned back to Vex and said, "Oh, such a clever darling to have found her."

Vex gave an 'aw-shucks!' gesture and grinned. "She wandered into my club last week and I got curious. Started sniffing around and here we are."

The Morrigan had already turned back to Lewis and with a distracted hand, waved Vex away. "Yes, yes. We'll talk more tomorrow, Vex. You can go now."

Vex gave his own theatrical bow and said, "I live to serve. Enjoy!" before walking away, chuckling to himself.

Lewis' attention was firmly on the Morrigan. He let her look him over and stood still when she circled him like prey.

"Amazing," she breathed and then stepped back. Her face became more serious and her eyes turned calculating. "I have always known you were remarkable, Dr. Lewis, but this is something else."

Lewis gave her a cautious smile. "Thank you, Morrigan."

"And I have always envied the Ash for snapping you first," she continued. "He used to be so smug about that, you know? That he did it with one of my people."

Lewis felt a stab of pain and anger at that and he struggled to swallow the sudden lump of bile in his throat.

"Shamans and their curses," the Morrigan gave a dismissive wave of her hand. "Even I couldn't get in between that. But now..." she gave a dramatic pause.

"I thought you were gone for good but instead, I finally have you."

Lewis reacted at last. "Not yet." He shrugged and moved to sit on a comfortable-looking chair.

The Morrigan looked back at him. She seemed surprised, as if she didn't expect his backbone. "Oh well, semantics. I usually get what I want and I want you."

"Why?" Lewis asked, causing the Morrigan to furrow her brow in confusion.

"For your mind, dear, of course. Why else?" She gave a smirk. "Well, maybe we can arrange something else as well. You make a very pretty boy, Dr. Lewis."

Lewis only blinked and said, "Then make me an offer."

The Morrigan let loose a throaty chuckle and looked genuinely amused. "All these years I've seen you meekly hovering behind the Ash's shoulders, I never expected you were this, hmm, feisty. I think I like it."

His smile was more bitter. "All these years and I never knew that my boss put my girlfriend on a coma just so he could 'obtain' my services. Many things have changed from the Dr. Lewis you knew, Morrigan." He paused and smirked. "As you can see."

"Yes," the Morrigan said, slowly letting her eyes run over his form again. "Yes, I see it clearly," she murmured to herself and then into a silent contemplation for a while before she finally looked him in the eye. "I thought you would be more against the thought of me having you."

Lewis shook his head. "If I told you I want nothing to do with the fae and protested vehemently that nothing you do would change my mind, would that work?"

"You're not even going to try?" the Morrigan asked, perching herself gracefully on another armchair.

It was Lewis' turn to look confused. "As you said, you usually get what you want. But maybe I'm also curious in how you're going to deal with me. I no longer have a girlfriend you can use to control me."

"As I understood it, you and Bo have a relationship."

Lewis couldn't stop the flinch in time. The Morrigan's voice took on a syrupy quality as she observed the hit. "Excuse me, had a relationship. She doesn't know about this new look of yours, does she? You left her behind, just like everything else."

Lewis' gaze turned flinty. "You can't use Bo against me because I know she can protect herself just fine. So what's it gonna be, Morrigan?"

The Morrigan gave him a pitying look. "Oh darling, there's many ways to control a person, you just have to find the right leverage. And your beloved Bo isn't as invulnerable as you think. I can't touch her directly but there are other ways to hurt her."

Lewis sighed heavily, his anger draining out. "I don't want you to hurt Bo because of me."

"Giving up already?" the Morrigan gave an affected pout. "Spoil my fun."

Lewis ignored her theatrics.

The Morrigan sighed and said, "Fine. I don't want to force you, Lauren..."

"Lewis," he corrected instinctively. At her confused look, he elaborated. "I go by Lewis Aidan now, to fit with my new, uh, look."

"Hmm clever. Lewis, then. As I said, I don't want to force you so what if I just let you go now? You can be free, from the Dark Fae at least. The Light would still be on the lookout."

Lewis felt the breath go out of him. "Wh-what? You... you'd do that?"

The Morrigan shrugged. "No, not really. I just wanted to see your reaction. No, I've wanted you for a long time now doctor. And I will have you."

Lewis gritted his teeth and abruptly stood up to pace the floor. "Bitch."

"Correction. Make that a powerful bitch," the Morrigan said smilingly. She had leaned back on her chair and even in her sleepwear, managed to look regal. "But I meant some of what I said. I don't want to force you, La- Lewis. I don't want to enslave you like the Ash, Ashes, whatever, like they did."

Lewis was very upset but all his anger was directed at himself. The Morrigan was a bitch but he already knew that. No, he was upset because when the Morrigan had offered to let him go, he felt disappointment. It was just for a couple of seconds but it was there and he couldn't deny it.

He missed the fae, despite everything.

Since hearing Vex's voice behind him earlier this evening, that electric feeling had been coursing through his body, and the thought of going back to his normal, human life had - for one second - felt like a death sentence. He got a flash of what his future without the fae would be like and it was suddenly not enough.

Why couldn't it be enough? He liked his life now! Lewis raged inside. It was unusual and weird but fun. And yet, he knew deep down even if he gave up being Lewis and went back to being Lauren, he would still feel like he could never be normal again. Never just be normal, Dr. Lauren Lewis.

He could cry over the irony of wanting something that was completely bad for oneself. (It was like loving Bo, all over again.)

Instead, Lewis looked up to see the Morrigan now looking faintly irritated. "What?"

"I said, I didn't want to enslave you so I will make you a deal. Lewis," the Morrigan repeated.

"Oh."

"Oh?"

Lewis scrambled. "Uh, I mean, tell me what you're thinking of."

The Morrigan shifted in her seat, crossing her legs. The silk robe she wore rose up, revealing a smooth thigh and Lewis couldn't help but look. She smirked at him but he only raised an eyebrow in reply.

"For starters," the Morrigan began, "I want you all to myself. That means you will only belong to me and not to the Morrigan line, like you did to the Ash of the Light."

That actually sounded good but Lewis kept his face neutral. "I thought you just said you didn't want to enslave me?"

"That's what I mean, darling," the Morrigan protested, "Well, you know what I mean. I'll give you leeway but I still own you."

"How is that any different?"

The Morrigan gave him a strange look and Lewis tensed up automatically. The flirting air was gone, replaced by a more considering one.

"Because," she began, "I am planning on you becoming my body servant."

Lewis' eyes widened in surprise. "Is that what I think it means?"

"Yes. Does this convince you of my sincerity now?"

"Yes!" he blurted out. "I mean, are you certain?"

"Yes, Dr. Lewis." The Morrigan looked at him inquisitively. "You really don't know your own value, do you?"

Lewis looked confused and the Morrigan gave him a small but genuine smile. "Oh darling, just the whole Congo thing was already remarkable but add everything else that you accomplished all these years and you, you my dear, are a rare find."

"But all the implications and consequences..."

"I understand and accept them," she said, waving a negligent away.

"Morrigan... I don't..." he stuttered.

"Doctor, you..."

"Wait, if I remember correctly, you can't force the bond," Lewis suddenly interrupted as a thought occurred to him. "Both parties must be willing or else it wouldn't work."

"Yes?" the Morrigan agreed hesitantly.

"So, you can't force me. I can still walk away."

The Morrigan sighed and then tried to rally. "I can still kill you? Make your life hard? Threaten your loved ones and put you in the same place you were five months ago."

"You can," Lewis agreed.

They fell into a silent impasse before the Morrigan gave a shrug and stood up, walking towards him. "Well, you have a week to think about it. I'll get in touch with you then and we can hammer out the details." She stopped just close enough to breach his personal space. "I'll have guards posted so you can't escape anymore. But if you do manage to evade them, know that I will hunt you down to the end." She gave him a smile but her eyes were serious. "If I can't have you, no one can."

With a last, lingering caress to his cheek, and a "Show yourself out." the Morrigan left the room and a conflicted Lewis behind.