Chapter Six – Getting Lost
"Okay, my cousin Cyril just gave me three bottles of hot, top shelf red wine a few weeks ago that I was saving for a special occasion, I'd say my bestie coming home after almost a week is definitely a reason to celebrate with the good stuff," Kenzi smirked as she uncorked the first bottle.
Bo had her feet up on the back of the couch, her head hanging upside down off the end of the couch. She'd fed on a few humans on the way home and was feeling satiated and numb. She was ready to get blackout drunk with her best friend and put this week behind her. "How many cousins do you have that have a penchant for acquiring hot items?"
"Umm, all of them?" Kenzi giggled and Bo snorted a laugh.
They drank until they couldn't see straight anymore, watching bad reality TV and commentating on the people in them. They laughed until their sides hurt and they were both so smashed that they passed out on the couch, heads on either ends of the couch, legs tangled together.
They woke up to someone pounding on the door.
"I'm up!" Kenzi shouted and rolled over, hitting the floor hard. "Ow." She moaned, grabbing her head, the hangover was wreaking havoc on her brain already.
"Ungh! Go away," Bo moaned and rolled over, shoving her face into the back of the couch.
"Okay Bo Bo, don't strain yourself, I'll get it," Kenzi drolled sarcastically.
She opened the door to Trick who barged in like she wasn't even standing there. "Well hello to you too Trickster. Bo Bo, your Gramps is here."
"Ungh." Bo moaned again but she lifted herself into a sitting position.
Trick sat on the couch and a bottle fell out from between the cushions and clattered to the floor. He scanned the table where the half dozen empty bottles of booze ranging in different sizes to the shot and wine glasses lay and shook his head. "Fun night girls?"
"Fun night, bad morning," Bo said quietly, her voice extra gravely. She smacked her lips together a bit, trying to make spit. Kenzi was already on it, she handed her a water and Advil and gulped down her own glass.
"Well I just came by to see you cause I heard you had come home and it's been so long. I wanted to make sure you were all right after everything."
"That's cool and all Gramps but did you have to come so early?" Kenzi complained.
"Kenzi it's two in the afternoon."
"Oh."
The girls laughed and Trick rolled his eyes again, obviously amused.
"So how are you?" Trick asked.
"I'm… I'm okay. Lauren and I kind of took a break for a bit to figure things out. I don't know what to do really Grandpa. How do you make a relationship with a human work?"
"Honestly Bo, I don't know. Since I've always known I was Fae, unlike you, I have never really been with a human… There was one once, before your Grandmother-"
"Trickster you dirty dog," Kenzi teased and Bo stifled a giggle.
"She was very beautiful, kind. She was a nurse. Her name was Asta, it means divine beauty in Old Norse. We were madly in love for a short time but I realized the complications of loving a human and I had to end things with her before we took the next step of marriage. We were both crushed but it was for the best, she married a soldier and they had children. I like to think that after the heartache of it all, she was happier afterwards, all things considered."
Bo nodded, that wasn't what she wanted to hear, she wanted to hear that it could work, that the mortality thing didn't matter as long as they had love, but sometimes you don't always get to hear what you want to hear, you have to hear the truth instead.
"I know I have a lot to think about but for now I'm just going to take the space to wrap my head around things and deflate. I haven't been myself lately and that's not helping things. At least the stress of the Garuda and the chaos around that has passed, I feel like I can finally relax a bit and that's exactly what I need."
"I think that's very smart. Well, I'm here if you need anything. I'm sure I'll see you at The Dal soon. I love you sweetheart. Keep your head up."
"Thanks Grandpa, I love you too. I'll see you soon."
Trick left and the girls got dressed to go out for breakfast since their hangovers called for more grease than they had in the house.
"You know what I've always wondered?" Kenzi asked as they locked the door to the Clubhouse.
"What?"
"I wonder if Trick is Trick's real name."
They both laughed belly laughs. "I guess it will forever remain a mystery."
The next few weeks passed quickly. Her and Lauren talked on the phone occasionally but it was so strange, so awkward, there were no affectionate words, no personal questions, it was sort've like talking to your Mother, Bo guessed, since it wasn't like she talked to her Mother on the phone before.
There were many bottles of booze and many girls, human and Fae alike. Bo noticed she didn't seem to have a taste for men lately. She also noticed she had an inclination towards beautiful blondes, though she refused to admit why.
She took as many jobs as she could, running herself ragged busting one baddie after another. She and Kenzi took almost as many Under Fae into custody than they had in the past few years they'd been doing PI jobs combine.
Bo collapsed onto the couch after another endless day of vanquishing monsters. One came after the other in such volume she could barely count how many they'd done just today alone.
"You know Bo, I love you and everything, but some of us are 'merely human' and need sleep. I don't know how much longer I can keep up with you if you're going to be taking on this many clients. Not that I want to complain because I'm a big fan of the money, but I'm also a big fan of food and sleep."
Bo chuckled into the couch cushion. "Let's take tomorrow off to drink at The Dal, we deserve some celebrating."
"Bo?"
"Yeah?"
"Have I told you lately how much I love you?"
Bo laughed and shut her eyes. She just meant to rest but she ended up falling asleep on the couch again. In the morning, she told herself it was just another accident but part of her knew the falling asleep on the couch thing was getting to be intentional. Something about sleeping in her own bed suddenly made it feel too big, too empty.
They pulled up to the bar and took their normal stools. Trick seemed almost extra warm as he poured them their drinks, Bo knew why, he was being delicate with her since he knew she was likely still hurting. She decided she was pretty much sick of people treating her with kid gloves.
Bo sipped her whiskey with her arm loosely draped over Kenzi's shoulder. The one bright light in her life right now was that with all that she and Kenzi had been doing with the Under Fae lately, she felt unstoppable, stronger than ever. Going through the Dawning had been an experience, she'd felt stronger, reborn even, but the feeling quickly wore off. This was a true feeling of strength. She truly felt immortal for the first time since finding out she was Fae. Nobody could fuck with her and her girl and that feeling was addicting.
Kenzi sipped her mojito through a straw, she twirled the umbrella from her drink in her other hand. Bo felt a lopsided smile take up residence on her face as she realized how like a Nymph Kenzi looked, it was ironic to her that a human could look so Fae. But she doubted if any human was closer to being Fae than Kenzi was, so it was fitting.
Something caught Bo's eye and she was suddenly very attentive. A drop dead gorgeous blonde Fae walked in in a skin tight dress, golden hair cascading over her shoulders. Bo let her eyes ravage her form for a second.
Kenzi felt Bo's burning attention over her shoulder and caught the gorgeous blonde out of the corner of her eye. "Damn Bo, pick your jaw up off the floor why don't you, you horn dog." Kenzi teased.
"I'm gonna-"
"Yeah, you go get 'er punkin'." Kenzi nodded that she'd be fine on her own for the night.
"You sure?"
"Oh I'm sure. My bestie has the hormonal maturity of a 13 year old boy, trust me, you need this."
Bo smirked devilishly and slunk off the barstool, hips swaying deliciously as she stalked her prey through the bar like the predator she was. The girl was talking to a few friends near the pool tables. She looked up when Bo was within ear range.
"Hi, I'm Bo," Her voice purred.
The girl's cheeks flush instantly and Bo smirked. Man sometimes it was too easy. "I'm Piper."
"Hi Piper." Bo walked in closer to shake her hand and her friends got the hint, feeling the vibes the two were giving off, they turned away and talked amongst themselves. "Can I buy you a drink?"
"Only if it's a stiff one."
"Oh trust me, it's always a stiff one," She winked. The blonde blushed again and shook her head.
"Are you always this forward?"
"Only when I see something I like."
The blonde shook her head. "Well, let's get a table."
"Let's." Bo agreed and they grabbed one of the empty high tables near the pool tables. Pipers drink came and they were lost in each other for a while, leaning in close to talk. Piper said something half amusing and Bo took the opportunity to laugh and gently graze her hand. The girl blushed again, damn if she wasn't sexy as hell and oblivious to it.
Bo looked up from the table and her heart sank. Lauren was standing in the doorway of The Dal, eyes locked on the pair of them. As soon as their eyes met, Lauren turned on her heel and left.
"Lauren!" Bo jumped up from the table. "Sorry I'll be right back," She told her new companion as she raced out of The Dal.
She caught Lauren on the sidewalk, grabbing her arm. The blonde spun around, eyes full of fire, Bo staggered back a couple steps, never having been on the receiving end of a look like that from Lauren. "What?" The blonde snapped.
"What do you mean what? I haven't seen you in weeks and then you just leave?"
"Well, you looked busy and I decided I really didn't want a drink as badly as I thought anyway."
Bo's nostrils flared slightly. She hated double talk and people not saying what they really meant. "That's bullshit, but you do what you want. You know, this 'break' or whatever you want to call it, has really gone on long enough for my tastes so why don't we agree to have it out soon."
"Fine, how's tomorrow? Come to my place in the afternoon, I'll be working from home tomorrow."
"Fine."
"Fine."