Author's Note:

Well, basically, this is all I have to post at the moment, my beta reader, Kravn, received a TRUCK load of chapters... Okay so I maybe stretching that a bit, so she got six chapters yesterday and this morning. We'll see what happens, how much I have to edit.

But I would like to thank all of you who have stuck by this story. Even those of you who did not like the reveal. And as I've said previously, you probably would have been more shocked to have read the original reveal as well.

OH... reviews... I LOVE reading them. So, even if it's just to say, "More please," "Don't leave us hanging like this," or "You've got to be kidding me." All reviews bring a smile... okay, maybe not all of them, but for the most part, they bring a smile my way.

Let just add this as well, makes my count go up!

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Copyright: Jan 27, 2013 – February 8, 2013 That's not true anymore now is it.

Rating: M – for language

Spoilers: For third season up to episode four: "Fae-ed To Black."

Disclaimer: All television shows, movies, books, and other copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for-profit, it constitutes fair use. Reference to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libelous, defamatory, or in any way factual. I ripped off this disclaimer... so did I, but I do want to add: "Lost Girl," is on Showcase. It was created by Michelle Lovietta. It is developed and produced by Prodigy Pictures in association with CanWest. The story; along with any original characters (Jacob... yes, he's making another appearance) are mine though... I think. Darn those pesky copyright laws.

Description: This is an AU story as it veers off the story line after the fourth episode.

Special Thanks: To Eblane for the original beta, up to chapter 17 and to Kravn for picking up the ball and running with it. As always your input and advice makes the story better. And as always, thanks to my bestie... Becca.

Chapter 22

Dyson frowned momentarily. He wondered why Kenzi seemed so flustered when he walked up to her.

He looked around the Dal.

Although Bo was not in sight he could smell her scent. He was sure she had been there recently.

"Hello Dyson." Trick called out as he walked over.

Dyson smiled and briefly nodded in the Blood King's direction. "Hello Trick. I was asking Kenzi if Bo was around."

Trick frowned. "That's funny..."

"Trickster..." Kenzi jumped from the bar stool.

He and Dyson both looked in Kenzi's direction.

"Yes?"

"I need to talk to you, right now." She said as she hurried behind the bar and pulled him aside. "Privately." She glared in Dyson's direction.

He held his hands up and walked to the pool table.

"What is it Kenzi? And where did Bo get to?"

Kenzi quickly glanced at Dyson. "Look I can't explain right now, but, you can't let Dyson know where Bo is..."

"Is something wrong? Something I can help with?" he asked, concerned for his granddaughter's welfare.

"Let's just say, now is not the time for them to catch up."

"You're not making any sense." he told her.

"I know Trick and I'm sorry."

"Fine," he replied with a sigh. "But, you will tell me what is going on. Do we understand each other?"

Kenzi thought about it for a moment or two. It wasn't as if he would not find out eventually. And perhaps she could talk him into bringing out that book of his... make this all go away.

"Deal."

Bo watched as Dyson walked over to Kenzi. He looked around and she had to duck back out of sight. Maybe she should have listened to Kenzi earlier. This had been a bad idea on her part.

She slowly poked her head out and saw that they were talking, but she could not hear what was being said. She was surprised to see Kenzi practically man-handle her grandfather.

And before she knew it Dyson was walking away with his hands held up in surrender. Whatever Kenzi had said must have been quite convincing.

He grabbed the cue ball and rolled it across the felt table back and forth, all the while watching Kenzi and Trick's conversation.

Bo wanted to confront him.

She wanted to walk up to him and grab him by his jacket and demand that he... make this right somehow.

Bo shook her head.

She did not want to tell him about the pregnancy when she thought she was having the baby. She could not imagine the conversation she would have with him now that she knew Lauren was the actual parent.

Bo did not know what to think.

The conversation she had in the car with Kenzi on the way over only confused matters. Bo turned away and leaned against the wall.

Her gut told her Dyson would not want to have anything to do with a child conceived with Lauren.

He would be the first one to say have an abortion.

He probably would demand it.

Yet, it wasn't long ago that this news; her pregnancy, might have been welcomed by him, had she been the mother.

She could imagine him picking her up and twirling her around with the biggest smile on his face, joyous laughter bubbling from him, before he came to his senses and put her down gently.

He would have been a good father.

He would have been a good mate.

But those times were in the past.

And she was with Lauren, in every respect.

Bo could feel tears on her cheeks.

When would her life ever go smoothly?

She never thought she would find not one but two loves. Each completing her in different ways, but her heart, her soul belonged to Lauren.

And no matter what it took, she would make Lauren believe it.

She would make Dyson believe it as well.

Bo wiped the tears away.

She took a deep breath, pushed herself from the wall straightening her shoulders and walked out.

"You see. That's why we have to keep them from talking, at least until Lauren figures this shit out!"

"Are you sure?" Trick asked one more time.

Kenzi threw her hands up in the air in frustration. "For the millionth time, yes!"

Trick slowly shook his head. He had no idea what Kenzi was going to tell him, but this, he never would have guessed. His granddaughter was carrying the offspring of Lauren and Dyson. "Do you know how this happened?"

"Nah, we didn't stick around long enough. Bo was hell bent on leaving and I couldn't let her go alone. Who knows what she would have done?"

Trick nodded. Kenzi did have a point. His granddaughter did have a volatile nature. "Thank you for keeping an eye on her Kenzi. But, if your intention was to keep them apart…" He said gesturing to the pool table area.

"You have got to be kidding me?" Kenzi said. She had been so focused on letting Trick know what was going on, she had completely forgotten about Bo.

"Hello Dyson."

Dyson stood up straight. "Hello Bo. How are you?" he asked as he walked around the pool table.

Bo sighed. "I kind of wish people would stop asking me that." She replied.

Dyson frowned. "What's going on?" he asked as he stepped closer to her, his body reacting to hers. The wolf part of him demanded that he fight for his mate.

That he take back what was his.

But Dyson knew Bo would not return to him.

What they had burned brightly and burned out as quickly.

Despite this, he would not change a thing he had done. On second thought, perhaps he would have protected his heart a little more.

"Can we sit down?" Bo asked. "There... there's something we need to talk about."

Dyson could hear the seriousness in her voice and see it in her demeanor. "Of course."

They sat down and Bo began to fidget. There was no turning back now.

Dyson put his hand on top of Bo's. "What's wrong? What has you so... bothered?" he asked softly.

Bo slid her hand away and clasped them together, missing the brief wince crossing Dyson's features.

"I got some news today." Bo started.

"I take it you weren't expecting it?"

Bo grimaced at Dyson's choice of words. "No." she replied shaking her head.

"You know I will help you if I can – if you'd like." Dyson told her.

Bo smile briefly. "Yeah, I do."

"So," he said leaning back. "What's the news?"

"Bo!" Kenzi cried out as she raced over to the table.

"Kenzi... I'm trying to have a conversation."

"BoBo, don't you think you should wait?"

"For what?"

"For Lauren."

Dyson watched in fascination. Something big was going on and apparently it involved the doctor as well.

"Lauren wanted me to tell..."

"What?" Kenzi pulled up short. "Hot Pants wanted you to say something?"

"Yeah. When we were upstairs earlier..."

"You mean before Jake came over?" Kenzi clarified.

She nodded.

"What's going on?" Dyson asked.

"Bo, you can't."

"Why not? It's his fault any way you look at it." She said looking pointedly at Dyson.

Dyson shook his head. "My fault? What's my fault? What's going on?"

"Bo!" Kenzi tried to pull her best friend from the table. "Don't do it!"

Bo shrugged out of Kenzi's grasp stood up and leaned down towards Dyson. "I'm pregnant that's all." She said her emotions overriding her common sense.

The color drained from Dyson's face.

"Oh Bo." Kenzi slumped dejectedly.

Trick picked up the telephone receiver and made a call as soon as Kenzi hurried over to stop Bo.

Lauren looked at the display on her phone. She sighed. 'Bo must have told him.' She thought. "Hello Trick."

"Lauren, I think you may want to come over - now." He said.

"Did Bo tell you?"

"No. Kenzi did."

"Kenzi? I don't understand." She said wondering why Kenzi would have told Trick and not Bo. Lauren heard voices in the background.

"Bo and Kenzi dropped by not too long ago, then Dyson showed up..."

"Dyson? Dyson's there, now?"

"Yes."

"I'll be there as soon as I can. I'm leaving the shack so it shouldn't take long. She can't tell him, not yet. I should be there..."

"Lauren." Trick said softly.

She knew what he was going to say before he said it. She could hear it in the way he said her name.

"It's too late."