Lauren

We'd been following Tamsin for over two hours. It was just me and Bo in her car since Kenzi had elected to go in the SUV with Tamsin.

The blonde had informed us she had a cabin up north that would be ideal for hiding out. Bo was adamant about not going to the Dal, so when she said she thought the cabin sounded like a better idea, I didn't argue. I had still been confused about why Tamsin wanted to help us. But that was until Bo had told me about how she believed Tamsin might be a reincarnation of her past life best friend, Rachel. Of course, we wouldn't know if this was true until we asked Castor about it.

If Bo's theory did turn out to be right, though, it only brought more questions. The main ones being, Why were we all connected? Were we destined to find eachother in every lifetime? And what the hell had happened back then that could affect our lives thousands of years later?

We had both been quiet for some time now. I was lost in thoughts about our past selves, and Bo... well, after the incident with the Ash and her loss of control, she was just lost. I could see the confliction on her face, though she rarely turned to look at me. I didn't want to push her to talk about it, but I couldn't stand her shutting me out.

I reached over and rested my hand on her thigh. She looked at me with a small smile, which I returned, before bringing her attention back to the road.

The land around us seemed less and less populated the further we drove. At this point, we only passed three houses or buildings every forty miles.

I watched the SUV ahead of us pull onto a dirt road and Bo did the same. We drove down the bumpy, winding road, trees lining either side. It was calming to be so far away from the city. I had barely been away from the Light compound in the five years I had worked there. Being out here reminded me of when I would go camping with my parents when I was young. I smiled to myself and then turned to Bo.

"Did you ever go camping when you were younger?" I asked Bo.

She raised her eyebrows, "Of course. I was a girl scout."

I laughed, "Really?"

"Is that so hard to believe?"

I was happy to see a smile on her face. "No, I just didn't think you were the type."

She shrugged, "My mom signed me up. It was fun, though. I learned how to start a fire and sell cookies. And I rocked that uniform."

"I'm sure you did," I said, shaking my head.

"I did! If I still had it, I'd show you." She was quiet for a minute, having gone off somewhere in her head. "Actually, I wish I did still have it. It'd be great for role-playing," she said, sending a look my way.

"That would be so wrong," I told her, laughing at the thought.

She tilted her head, "Okay, doctor," she drawled, "What about a sexy nurse to order around?"

I felt myself blush. I couldn't deny that that particular scenario had crossed my mind before.

"Huh," Bo said when I remained quiet, "I'll have to keep that in mind."

I bit my lip and nodded, "You should."

The SUV made another turn that Bo almost missed because her thoughts were obviously elsewhere.

"Jesus, you make it hard to concentrate," she said with a laugh.

"It's not my fault that you decided to turn an innocent question about camping into a conversation about role play fantasies."

She nodded, "Touche."

The sun had set and it was dark outside as we pulled into the clearing where the cabin was.

"Can't get more secluded than this, I guess," Bo observed as she parked the car behind the SUV.

The cabin was bigger than I'd expected and I couldn't help but wonder why Tamsin owned such a place.

We got out of the car as Kenzi and Tamsin walked over.

"I'll give you a tour and then Kenzi and I were going to go get some necessities. There's a town about an hour west of here," Tamsin said. "Do you guys want to come?"

"Um, I'm really tired actually," Bo said and turned to me. "What about you? Aren't you tired?"

The way she looked at me, I knew 'tired' stood for something completely different. I had to control my urge to laugh as I replied, "Absolutely exhausted."

Kenzi shrugged, missing the hidden meaning, "Well, I'm friggin' starving, so let's get this shit over with."

Bo

The cabin had three bedrooms which was perfect since Lauren and I would obviously be sharing a room. After Tamsin turned on the power, she showed us the two bathrooms, the kitchen and living room. There was barely any furniture in the house and it was dusty, signaling that she hadn't used it recently.

As soon as we brought all of our things in, Kenzi and Tamsin headed out, taking my car because the smashed bumper would draw attention from the locals.

Once they were gone, Lauren and I went to the room we'd claimed during the tour. It was nothing special, just a queen-size bed and a dresser, but it's not like we needed anything else.

We didn't waste anytime after Lauren insisted on changing the sheets on the bed. By the end of the task, we were somehow both naked and on the bed in a deep make out session; Lauren on top of me, her hands exploring my body as mine did the same to hers.

She sat up, straddling my legs and I followed suit, pressing her to me as she brought her lips down on mine once more. My hands travelled to her breasts and I lightly traced the curves.

"There's something I want to try," I told her, almost of of breath after pulling out of the kiss.

She raised her eyebrows, "What would that be?"

I smiled and moved my hand down between her legs, pressing my thumb gently against her clit and resting the tip of my finger at her entrance. She shuddered and licked her lips.

"I want to see if this really works," I said before sending a pulse of energy into her.

Her arms tightened around my neck as her eyes slammed shut and she rested her forehead against mine. "Oh, fuck, yes," she moaned, rolling her hips to gain more contact. "Yes, it works. It definitely works."

I couldn't help the soft laugh that escaped my lips at her reaction. 'Thank you, Anna', I thought.

I let my finger slip all the way inside her. I had wanted to take this slow, but I was craving her so badly and reasoned that we had the rest of our lives to go slow. And I could tell she thought so, too, by the increasing pace of her rocking against my hand.

I added another finger, feeling her tighten around me. She caught my lips in another kiss as I thrust into her, her hips meeting each stroke and my thumb brushing her clit every so often, eliciting whimpers of pleasure.

"I'm so close," she breathed against my lips, "Do it, now."

I continued as I had been, bringing my free hand to the back of her neck.

This was it. I would finally be able to taste her.

With a few last thrusts, I curled my fingers inside and her and rubbed my thumb hard against her swollen nub, sending a strong pulse of energy through her. I began to take her chi as she screamed her release.

It sent shockwaves throughout my body as all my senses became heightened, an incredible feeling of ecstasy taking me over. I was drowning in the intensity of it, barely able to stop myself. But I did, reluctantly, and felt the full extent of my arousal hit me as we fell backwards onto the bed.

Lauren didn't waste a second, her lips attacking mine once more. I was shocked at the fact that she didn't seem to need any time to recover from my feeding. I put my hands on her shoulders, pushing her away gently to make sure she was alright.

She looked down at me with concern, "Are you okay?"

I stared up at her in awe, unable to find my voice. Her aura had changed to a brilliant halo of white light.

"Bo? What is it?"

I swallowed and brushed a lock of hair behind her ear. "Your aura... it's white."

She gave me a confused look, "What does that mean?"

I thought back to Anna's memory of Zoie; how she'd never seen anything like it before. I didn't understand it then, but as I looked into Lauren's eyes now, I knew. She had given herself to me completely.

I could feel the tears glistening in my eyes as I whispered, "It means you're mine."

I didn't give her a chance to react, pulling her down and kissing her hard.

She shifted her leg to rest between mine and I pressed my center against her thigh, groaning into her mouth.

"Oh, God, please. I need you inside me," I panted, the aching was becoming almost unbearable.

She quickly complied, her hand sliding down my stomach. I raised my hips as it reached its destination. She thrust two fingers into me before pulling out and moving them to draw circles around my clit.

I broke away from her lips and cried out, bucking my hips, trying to hold back, wanting it to last longer.

Her lips were now on my neck, her tongue coming out to taste the sensitive skin.

I felt her breath on my ear, "Do it, again. I can handle it."

I didn't need anymore reassurance than that. When her lips met mine, I fed from her, taking less this time but getting the same effect, except, it seemed stronger, if that was possible.

I arched my back as the first wave of the most intense orgasm of my life took hold of me. I was literally seeing stars; her fingers were inside of me and I didn't even know when that happened. All I knew was that everywhere she touched felt so incredibly good. My whole body was quaking, my voice becoming hoarse from the screaming her name and God's.

When the uncontrollable waves of pleasure began to subside, it took a few minutes for me to stop shaking and open my eyes. "Holy shit," I rasped, unable to think of anything else to say.

Lauren looked down at me, amusement in her eyes. "I don't really know what happened, but I think it's safe to say that I just rocked your world."

"Yea... and then some," I laughed, agreeing wholeheartedly with the candid comment.

"I love you," she whispered softly before leaning down and kissing me slow and sweet. When she pulled away, she added, "And I'm ready for round two whenever you are."

I laughed some more and flipped us over so that I'd be on top this time. "You are so on."

As I began my assualt on her neck, I couldn't help but think, despite everything that was wrong in my life right now, I was the luckiest Succubus- hell, the luckiest woman- ever.

Lauren

It must've been hours before we found ourselves in Limbo.

"I don't even remember going to sleep," Bo said, standing up and extending her hand to me. I took it and she pulled me to my feet.

"Well, one second you were talking about needing to eat, and the next, you were passed out," I told her and kept hold of her hand.

"Oh... Sorry," she said, giving me a sheepish look.

I smiled at her embarrassment, "It's okay. I think we both needed the break, anyway."

She nodded and looked around, "Um, isn't someone missing here? Where's Castor?"

I bit my lip as I saw that we were the only ones in the concrete room, besides a single chair. Looking closer, I saw the crimson stone resting on the seat.

I walked over and Bo followed.

"Are we just supposed to go without him being here?" she asked.

"That doesn't seem like a good idea. He's the one who pulls us out."

"But why else would he leave it? He obviously brought us here, so maybe he has something to do and he'll be back in time to wake us up."

I shrugged, "Well, I wish he would've left a note, at least. I mean, he's told me before that he has other things to keep track of besides us, but this seems... odd."

"Maybe he found out something about the bounty hunters?"

"It's a possibility."

"Either way, he's the one who needs us, so he won't put us in danger. We're probably just over thinking this."

"Maybe..." I was still a little skeptical about the situation, but Bo was right. We were too important for him to put our lives at risk.

"We'll be fine," she said, picking up the stone.

I bit back my reply. I didn't think this was the smartest thing to do, but my curiosity was outweighing my logic at this point.

I nodded before putting my hand over the stone.

Zoie

I lay in my bed as the bright morning sun peaked through the windows of my room. Another night had passed and I hadn't gotten a wink of sleep. My body was exhausted and getting up didn't seem like an option. I doubted that I'd be able to move, even if I wanted to. I closed my eyes and, as I had done almost constantly for the past ten days, I thought back to the day that everything had gone wrong.

Two months ago...

It had been a week since my father died; a week since he named me the Judge of Aethevia.

"How are you going to wear your hair for the ceremony?"

'Oh, and a week since I lost my mind', I thought to myself as I looked into the mirror, seeing the reflection of the woman sitting on my bed behind me.

I had gone crazy, it was the truth. Somehow, everything that happened on that day a week ago had been too much for my mind. Now, I was seeing hallucinations of my mother, who had been dead for twenty years.

I ignored her comment and continued fiddling with my make up. I didn't have much time before Castor's inauguration ceremony began.

"I think you'd look beautiful with braids. You used to love when I braided your hair, remember?"

Most people would be thrilled to see their loved one who had died. When I was younger, I would've given anything to see her like I did now. At first, when she came to me, the first time she spoke and I realized it was her, I had cried from happiness. But I wasn't a little girl anymore; I knew there was no possible way she was real. The happiness quickly faded as I came to terms with the fact that I was imagining things and that I was, indeed, insane. My sickness had manifested itself into the form of my mother, who would show up whenever she pleased and start talking to me. It was extremely hard to concentrate when others were around because she would talk over them, and I had already slipped up a few times, speaking to her in front of Castor, which would cause him to give me worried or confused looks. So, now, even when I was alone, I refused to acknowledge anything she said and did my best to just ignore her.

There was a knock on my door and I stood up to answer it.

"Hey, Zo," my friend, Kes, greeted me before pushing her way into the room.

"Hey. What are you doing here?"

"My mother wanted to know if you needed any help with getting ready," she answered, referring to Tenia.

Though Kes called Tenia her mother, they weren't related by blood. Kes's story was a sad one. She was mortal, but she wasn't a criminal; her real mother was, though. I'm not sure what her mother did, but when she had been imprisoned she was already pregnant. My father hadn't known this; so when he took the woman's abilities, he also took the unborn child's. He allowed her to give birth and unfortunately, because the woman had been made mortal, she had died in the process. Having an innocent, mortal newborn on his hands, my father asked the servants if any of them would like to raise the child. I was about six years old at the time and Tenia was something like my caretaker because my mother was already ill at that point. Tenia had readily volunteered, accepting the child as her own and naming her Ksenia, though we called her 'Kes' for short. That had been about twenty-two years ago.

"I don't think I need any help, but tell her thanks," I said.

She studied my face and brushed a blonde lock of hair behind her ear, "We're still friends, right?"

I gave her a confused look, "Of course, we are. Why wouldn't we be?"

"Well, now that you're 'Lady Justice', you seem different."

I sighed, "It's just been a lot to handle. I wasn't expecting this to happen. But I'm still the same person."

"Good. Cause I just have to say, your make up looks terrible."

I laughed and nodded, "I know. Any chance you can fix it?"

She looked me up and down, letting out a low whistle, "This is gonna take a while."

When she'd finally finished, I looked a lot better, I had to admit. We'd made plans to meet in the gardens after the ceremony so we could celebrate with our friend Jace, who was one of the guards. Even though I didn't really see any reason to celebrate, I looked forward to just being with my friends and hopefully distracting myself for a while.

Soon, I was standing in the throne room beside Siamon as we watched Castor being presented to the large gathering of Fae. Vessus had just made his long speech, glorifying my father's reign as king, and now it was time to crown Castor, making his title official. I looked out over the cheering congregation, faking a small, elegant smile. I was finally starting to act like a royal, I suppose, putting on a show for the people. My real feelings couldn't be displayed; they couldn't know I felt terrified and nauseous as the time when I would be announced to them as judge inched closer. I watched Vessus put the crown atop Castor's head. The crowd roared with excitement, welcoming its new king. They had yet to know that the power had been split and I feared their reaction.

The room went silent as Castor began to speak, but I wasn't paying attention. I was too busy staring in disbelief at a face I hadn't expected to see.

Anna stared back at me and I couldn't read her expression. I swallowed, struggling to keep the smile on my face. How did she get in here? This ceremony wasn't supposed to be open to common people.

Siamon nudged me and I turned to look at him.

"That's our cue," he said, holding out his elbow. I took it, wordlessly, and he lead me to the center of the platform. I let go when we reached Castor and Siamon gave us both a bow, before stepping away.

I stood beside Castor, facing the audience, as he said, "By decree of my father, the late King Rusten, I present the Judge of Aethevia-"

"I'm so proud of you," my mother whispered in my ear, startling me. Luckily, I was able to keep my composure.

Vessus was now kneeling in front of me and the rest of the Fae followed suit.

In his hands he held a jewelled sceptre, which he raised to me. Trying to stop the trembling in my hand, I reached out and accepted the object that symbolized my new responsibility. I lifted the sceptre into the air and the Fae kept their heads bowed in reverence for a few seconds until Vessus proclaimed, "Rise and behold the King and Judge of Aethevia!"

The reaction didn't seem to change; they still cheered, though I saw confusion on some faces.

My eyes met Anna's once more. She looked at me with her mouth slightly open, obviously in shock.

"Who is she?" my mother asked.

I pretended not to hear her.