Bo

It was almost nine o'clock at night when I got to Wired. It was crowded as ever as I waded through the sea of people, holding my throbbing hand to my chest and trying to keep it away from harm. It took a few minutes, but I finally made it to the bar.

Sam was at the other end talking to some guy, but when she saw me she smiled, immediately making her way over.

"Wasn't expecting you back so soon," she said loudly over the music.

I held up my bandaged hand, "I kind of broke my hand."

She winced in sympathy, "Ouch. That looks painful." She looked around the bar then back at me, "The other bartender is running late and I'm slammed right now. You don't mind waiting a little, do you?"

I didn't. It gave me more time to get drunk before I went through with this. "Not at all."

She smiled wide and turned to get a bottle of tequila, placing it in front of me, "Have fun."

Lauren

I couldn't help but feel nervous as I followed Kenzi into the Dal and the decoy bandage on my cheek didn't give me any solace. I'd tried to convince the younger girl I didn't need to drink, that I was fine with Bo going out to feed, but she'd seen right through the lie.

"You'll thank me later," she had said.

Maybe I would.

The Dal wasn't too busy, but it may have just been because of the early hour. We easily found Hale and joined him at the bar.

"Ladies," he said, happily, raising his glass. I could tell he'd already had a few drinks by his relaxed smile.

"You douchebag, you started without us!" Kenzi said as she hopped on a barstool and I took the seat next to her.

"Trust me, your little human body couldn't begin to understand how much alcohol I can take. I've been drinking for centuries," Hale told her. "Now, who's buying the first round?"

"You," Kenzi said to him before turning to me. "Want a shot?"

I shrugged, "Sure."

Bo

I poured some more booze in my glass and stared at it, wondering what Kenzi and Lauren were up to at the Dal. I hoped they were having a better time than I was. Being the girl drinking alone at a bar was getting old. Every two minutes I had to turn down a new Fae.

It had already been an hour since I had arrived, but Sam was still busy, running from one end of the bar to the other, barely getting a chance to stop and take a breath. At this point, I was a quarter way through the bottle. I thought for second that maybe I should slow down, but then felt someone tap my shoulder. I rolled my eyes and slammed another shot before turning around to see a dark haired man smiling at me.

"You want to dance?" he asked, leaning in so he would be heard over the music.

He was handsome but I was dead set on having Sam, who, now that I had a decent buzz going, was looking more like Lauren with each passing minute. "No, but thanks for the offer," I smiled politely and turned back around.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could have sworn I saw a familiar face. Looking in that direction, I failed to see it again. I shook my head, ignoring the glass and taking a drink straight from the bottle. I had to be seeing things because I knew that with now being human, Vex wouldn't risk showing his face at a Dark Fae club.

Lauren

I was starting to feel a little drunk. I hadn't really paid attention to how many shots I had done with Kenzi because the girl insisted on doing several different kinds in quick succession. I was standing by the pool table with Hale when Kenzi came up and handed me a drink.

"Here, try that," she said before taking a drink of her own.

"What's in it?" I asked warily, a little put off by it's unnaturally green color.

She tilted her head in thought for a second then replied, "It's like a Fae Long Island. You'll like it, trust me."

I nodded slowly, not knowing what exactly a Long Island consisted of, just that it was a medley of different alcohols. Taking a small sip, I was surprised that it tasted like apples with only a hint of a liquor aftertaste.

"It's good, right?" Kenzi asked. I nodded and she smiled, turning to Hale, "We don't have enough people to play teams." She was referring to playing pool.

"That's okay," I cut in. "You guys play. I'm not very good at it."

"No worries, Doc. We'll ask her to join us. She's playing alone," Hale said, motioning behind me and Kenzi.

We turned around to see a lanky blonde woman play pool at the next table.

Kenzi took the initiative to walk over, so we followed her.

"Hey," Kenzi greeted and the blonde looked up. "We're were wondering if you wanted to play with us. We're a person short for teams."

The blonde's gaze travelled from Kenzi, to Hale and then lingered on me as she blatantly checked me out. Kenzi obviously noticed this, because she looked over at me and raised her eyebrows. I took a long drink to pass the awkward moment.

"Sure, why not," the blonde finally said.

"Great! I'm Kenzi, and this is Hale and Lauren."

The blonde walked over and introduced herself. "Tamsin." She shook Kenzi's and Hale's hand and then mine, her fingers slowly gliding across my palm as she released my hand. I swallowed and looked into her green eyes, wondering why she looked so familiar.

"So, whose team am I on?" Tamsin asked, turning back to Kenzi.

The younger girl smiled and looked over Tamsin's shoulder at me with a mischievous glint in her eyes, then said, "Lauren's."

I stopped myself from glaring at her. "I'm really terrible at pool," I told Tamsin.

She smiled and leaned in, "That's okay, because I'm really good at it. C'mon, partner."

Bo

Sam finally came up to me after another half hour. "Ready to go?"

I nodded, getting off the barstool. I had finished more than half the bottle now, hanging onto my control by a thread.

We hurried through the crowd to the back room where a stairway led up to her apartment. I was doing my best to walk somewhat straight but it was hard.

She laughed and held my good hand as we climbed the steps. "I feel like I might be taking advantage of you."

I shook my head, "Not really, 'cause I gave you the go ahead before I got drunk, so s'okay," I slurred.

"Are you sure?" she asked as she unlocked her door and helped me inside.

"Mhmm," I muttered before grabbing her and kissing her hard.

She kicked the door shut without pulling away and then her hands were under my shirt. "Jesus, baby, you are burning," she breathed against my lips.

I knew she was talking about my desire, what she fed off. For a split second, I wondered if she saw auras like I did, but was pulled back into the moment when she backed away, quickly taking off my shirt before her lips returned to mine once more. A few seconds later, she was shirtless too, and my bra was off and on the floor, her hands covering my breasts.

"She has you all sorts of tied up," Sam murmured, kissing her way down my neck.

I pulled away and pleaded in a rushed whisper, "Don't talk about her." I was trying to hold onto the illusion, my vision hazy with alcohol and arousal.

Falling back onto the bed with her on top of me, I ran my hands up and down her back and she continued her trail down my body, stopping momentarily to pay some attention to each nipple before going further. When her tongue finally arrived where I needed it, I arched my back, pressing harder against her. She gripped my hips to keep me still as she teased and sucked me until I couldn't hold onto my control any longer. Her tongue was replaced by her fingers as she came up to kiss me. I started pulling her chi from her, making sure I didn't take too much. As it entered my body, I felt a new rush of arousal. I was so close.

I threw my head back as her fingers slipped inside me and curled, pushing me over the edge. Coming hard against her hand, I cried out, "Oh, God, Lauren!"

Lauren

Surprisingly enough, Tamsin and I had won against Kenzi and Hale. Of course, she did most of the work. I, myself, only had one successful shot after Tamsin gave me some pointers. I felt my face flush as I thought about how she had pressed up against my back, showing me how to hold the stick and line up my shot correctly. She was definitely flirting and since I had finished my 'Fae Long Island', I was maybe enjoying it too much.

I headed up to the bar for another drink. When I got Trick's attention, I ordered the drinks for Kenzi and I, but stopped him before he walked away. Pulling the Sejan he'd lent me out of my pocket, I held it out to him. "Thanks for letting me borrow this."

He looked at it and said in a hushed tone, "I heard about what happened last night. Maybe it's best if you hang onto that for the time being."

I raised my eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, it's fine. I'm sure Dyson won't mind," he said with a smile.

I bit my lip as he walked away. I had been wearing it last night when the Sandman had shown up, and I didn't get any warning. Thinking about it more, I remembered during the trials that I hadn't experienced any prescient feelings, either. It had been due to Bo's chi that my senses had been heightened so I could smell and hear the invisible Derilochs. Before I could think on it further, Kenzi joined me at the bar.

"You okay, Doc?"

I shook the thoughts from my mind, slipping the Sejan back into my pocket. "Yea."

"You aren't sulking over a certain Succubus, are you?"

Trick came back and sat the drinks in front of us as my heart sank. I had been able to distract myself enough the past hour to not really imagine what Bo was doing, or more specifically, who Bo was doing, right now.

"Well, I wasn't, but I am now," I told Kenzi with a small smile.

She nodded, looking down at her drink, then back at me. "So, why did you become a doctor?" she asked out of nowhere.

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion as she stared at me expectantly. Then I understood what she was doing. "I'm fine, Kenzi. You don't have to try and distract me."

She rolled her eyes, "Humor me."

I took a drink, thinking about the question. I was already drunk, as was she, so I spoke honestly, "I became a doctor because thought if I could help at least one person then my life would have meaning."

She looked away, playing idly with the straw in her drink, a pensive expression on her face. "I wish I was smart enough to help people," she said. "Like how you helped Bo by giving her those shots so she wouldn't be afraid of herself anymore."

I was caught offguard by the sincerity of her words and the sadness behind them. Kenzi wasn't someone who showed her feelings, and it felt oddly good that she let me see her. "Kenzi, you are smart and you did help Bo. Actually, I think you might have saved her life. Not to mention the fact that she probably wouldn't have stuck around long enough for me to find a scientific solution if it hadn't been for you."

She laughed, "Gee, Doc, you're gonna make me cry." Her defences were back up again.

I smiled and ducked my head. "You know, we're kind of alike."

She gave a dubious look, "And why do you think that?"

"Well, you hide behind sarcasm and I hide behind science."

She seemed to think this over for a minute. "Alright, Dr. Phil, what does Bo hide behind, then?"

I contemplated the question even though I already knew the answer. "Nothing," I told Kenzi. "Bo doesn't hide. She's too damn stubborn and brave."

The other girl nodded in agreement and raised her glass, "I'll drink to that."