Lauren

"I've been getting these flashes, but I feel the emotions attached to them." I shook my head, "I don't know if I can explain so I'm just going to try and describe it as best I can." I clenched my eyes shut and focused on trying to bring the memories back. "I remember a bed, with a canopy, and you were sitting there... crying. And I remember being on this couch... and I kissed you... but I can't really remember anything else. Not right now, at least. Except what I felt, what I still feel... I feel drawn to you..." I took a deep breath, trying to ease my nerves. "I can tell you are obviously with Dyson. But when I saw you with him... I don't know... it was painful." I hoped Bo was drunk enough not to remember this later. "Is this all in my head?"

I watched as she opened and closed her mouth a few times. "I need to get some sleep. I think I'm more drunk than I thought," she said and started to stand up. I reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"Bo, please... can you just tell me I'm not crazy?"

She leaned down and brushed a lock of hair from my face. "You're not crazy," she whispered before pressing her lips to my forehead. "We'll talk about this tomorrow. Goodnight, Lauren." She left the room and went up the stairs.

I sat there with even more questions racing through my head. I wasn't getting to sleep anytime soon.

The next day, we sat at the Dal and searched through Trick's books. I hadn't gotten more than a half hour of sleep before Bo and Kenzi had woken up.

The words were going in and out of focus as I tried to translate the old Fae texts. I rested my head in my hands as I slowly started to drift off.

"Lauren," Bo said loudly, and my head snapped up.

"I'm up. I'm awake," I assured her groggily and rubbed my hands over my face. "Did you find anything?"

She sighed, "Not yet, but you looked like you were sleeping. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Just didn't get a lot of sleep."

She called over to Trick, "Can we get some coffee down here?"

The bar keep looked up and nodded, pushing away the thick book he'd been reading.

Bo turned back to me, "Come with me to the bathroom and splash some cold water on your face. It might help a little."

I covered my mouth as a yawned and got off the bar stool.

When we got to the bathroom, I trudged over to the sink, leaning over it and turning on the cold water. I used my hands to cup the water and bring it to my face several times. It did help somewhat.

Then I rested my hands against either side of the sink and looked into the mirror. Bo stood behind me and as I stared at our reflections, my mind started to flash back.

Bo had been standing where I was and I had been behind her. She had slowly turned around and then... and then...

There were just flashes. I could feel the bathroom wall against my back and Bo's body pressed into mine. I heard it in my head. 'Bo... you have... to... stop,' I had said. And then there was Bo's voice, 'I can't stop thinking about you... I need you to touch me, Lauren... I want to come with you.'

A jolt went through my body as I was brought back to the present. My knees buckled, almost causing me to hit my head off of the sink.

Bo was kneeling by my side in a second. "Lauren? What's going on? Are you okay," she panicked and held my face between her hands.

"You..." I whispered, finally escaping the memory. "You were still with Dyson..."

"What? What are you talking about?"

"I remember what happened here. I remember..."

I saw the look of pain on her face when she realized what I was talking about. "Lauren, I- I'm sorry. I lost control... I can't explain right now."

"What do you mean you lost control? You didn't feed from me." I didn't know what to make of any of this.

"Listen, I'm going to take you back to the house so you can rest. I promise, Lauren, we will talk about this."

Bo

Once I had made the tea and Lauren had fallen asleep, I called Dyson.

"Hey," he answered.

"Hi, um, I was wondering what you were up to?"

"I'm actually on my way to the Dal. Hale and I found something."

He sounded excited and happy, which was going to make today even worse. "Really? That's great. I'll meet you there."

"Okay, I'll see you soon," he said before hanging up.

I sat the phone on the counter and bowed my head. No matter what happened, I had to end it with him today. I just had to figure out how. I'd never broken up with someone before. The only real relationship I had had ended with me accidentally killing him the first time we'd had sex. But I had to do it. Not just for me, but for him and Lauren. Now that she was coming back to me, I didn't need anymore obstacles and I wasn't going to waste anymore time. I'd already screwed up; I wasn't going to make the same mistake.

I grabbed a piece of paper and a pen and scribbled down a note to Lauren, just in case I wasn't back when she woke up. Grabbing my keys, I headed out the door.

Dyson and Hale were already at the Dal when I got there.

"So what's going on?" I asked.

Trick looked up from the photograph in front of him. "Dyson found this in one of the ancient books. It's in a language I don't recognize but I can tell its from way before my time. It's going to take a while to decipher."

I gave him a confused look, "Then how do you know it's connected?"

Dyson picked up the picture, "There's a drawing of the Fae I saw in Limbo," he said, still not showing me see it. "And the person or Fae beside him, well, take a look." He handed it to me.

I turned it over and gasped, staring at the sketch of the woman, "Is that... that's Lauren."