So this a short update, but I'm pretty tired and I'm typing this on my phone. Thank you for the reviews and ill be posting more tomorrow... or later today I guess haha.
Lauren
"Jesus, Wolf Man is friggin' heavy," Kenzi complained and stretched her back. "Someone needs to lay off the Scooby snacks..."
We'd gotten Dyson to the Dal and he was now laid on the couch in Trick's den. The older Fae and I stood in the corner while Bo, Hale, and Kenzi stood watching over the unconscious shifter.
"This isn't good," Trick said, solemnly. "If its what I'm thinking... it's really not good."
"A Somnivar, " I stated, knowing that we'd both come to the same conclusion. "It would explain Bo's dreams."
"But since I gave her the tea," Trick shook his head, a conflicted look on his face. "It must've taken over Dyson, instead."
"So he's in Limbo? Why didn't the Somnivar take Bo when it had the chance? Why did it just manipulate her dreams?"
"I have no idea."
Just then Bo came over, "I swear, it wasn't me. I didn't even feed off of him last night." She glanced at me then looked away. "I haven't fed from him in over a week."
"This isn't your fault, Bo-"
"You haven't been feeding?" I cut Trick off. "Bo, you have to feed, you can't starve yourself."
Her eyes were downcast, "I haven't been feeding off of Dyson. I have fed, though."
I looked at her, confused, but she didn't seem to want to elaborate. I felt a sort of relief, however. Last night hadn't been about her hunger. At least I hoped.
"Bo," Trick said, "We know what's wrong, well, we think we do. We believe Dyson is in Limbo."
Bo searched both our faces then asked, "What does that mean?"
I looked at her, regretfully, seeing the pain in her eyes. It hurt to see her in any pain, even if it was over Dyson. "It means he is stuck on a different plane with none of his Fae abilities." I paused and ran a hand through my hair, "If we don't do something soon, we might not be able to bring him back."
Her eyes started to glisten and she looked down at Trick, who confirmed what I said with a sad nod.
"We have to do something," her voice was resolute as she blinked back tears. "Trick, you have to know what to do."
The shorter Fae looked up at her, "I'll try to find something in the books." Then he turned to me, "You need to get him to the compound and put him on life support to buy us time."
Bo
Dyson lay in Lauren's lab hooked up to so many tubes. I was scared, but I was feeling incredibly dazed. It didn't feel real.
Then I felt it. I could feel Lauren come up behind me, I knew it was her before she rested a hand on my shoulder.
"We'll fix this, Bo. It'll be okay," she spoke softly and I snapped out of my daze.
I turned around and shook my head, "No! No, Lauren, everything is not going to be okay."
She looked taken aback, "Bo-"
"Don't," I said, my voice breaking, "Dyson is lying in a coma because of me. I should be out of my mind with worry, because I love him," I gestured to the shifter, then continued, "But all I want to do is kiss you right now. And I shouldn't, Lauren, I shouldn't." I felt the tears started to fall down my face, "I should hate you for what you did to me, but I can't. I tried... so hard... but I still want you." I took a deep breath, trying to calm my pounding heart. "I care so much about Dyson, but I was going to break up with him today because, somehow, I've fallen for you, Lauren. And it wouldn't be fair to him if I stayed with him. But he didn't wake up," my head shaking in disbelief, i repeated, "He didn't wake up." I walked past the silent blonde and out of the lab.