Chapter 1: Chapter 1 - Meet Bo & Kenzi

Cocktails and Doctors

AU – Characters are real, the setting is all fiction. I own nothing except my imagination.

This is all human and does not have any spoilers as it does not follow the TV Show. I like to play with Film scenes and TV scenes. Mainly scenes from Lost Girl but story is loosely fitted round the Tom Cruise Film "Cocktail". I'm Lauren centric so gave her more of a background and made her English. You need to write about what you know after all. Oh and be warned it's "M" for sexual content between two women (maybe even three!) and language...

Chapter 1

Mid March 2013 at Bo and Kenzi's Apartment - Toronto

"I can't keep doing this" Bo let out a sigh to Kenzi who just looked back at her friend, knowing exactly what she meant. It had been now the second weekend in a row that she had to walk into an uncomfortable silent kitchen with Bo and a new stranger. Yes, they left after Bo promised to call them, but she knew what her friend meant. She could not keep going out and meeting a random to simply bring them home with her for casual sex, as nothing is ever casual.

This unfortunate woman seemed nice enough, short blonde hair, tattoos up both her arms and a slender build. Bo didn't remember her name so she was never introduced to Kenzi. Bo simply asked if she needed a lift anywhere, to which the unknown woman declined instead simply asking for a taxi number. Of course Bo had this on speed dial and after another awkward goodbye she had finally left.

Now Bo was sitting at the kitchen table with her head in her hands and giving Kenzi her heartfelt statement, the same one she has said a hundred times before, all with the same gusto. Kenzi knew why she was doing it, having one-night stands meant that she did not have to face any real relationship, still she knew that Bo hated herself for it.

Kenzi had first met her three years ago, it was in the bar where Bo worked. Kenzi had come in to pick pocket, Bo had spotted her in her game and pulled her aside. Not calling the cops though, she instead offered to buy her a meal after her shift and after a conversation that night in the late night diner, had offered her a waitressing job and a place to sleep. Kenzi still worked in that same bar with Bo and they still lived in the two-bed flat above the bar.

Bo was a sexual girl, Kenzi had watched Bo almost every night meeting new people, both the boys and the girls, and taking them upstairs to her room. Sometimes during her shift which of course upset Trick, who owned the bar. They normally did not stay the night but she did have the clingy ones who after wanted to cuddle, and Bo did not have the heart to ask them to leave. Most of the people she met couldn't wait to leave, but there was always a few who stayed.

Bo had been heartbroken after her first boyfriend, Kyle Williams, had died suddenly. That was when Bo had run away from California, she was only eighteen at the time and the police were questioning her so much that she worried they would eventually press charges. So she simply ran. Bo did not know what happened. They were making out in the car and they had sex in the open field. Bo woke up a few hours later to find him dead. Bo had cuddled him during the night, did she accidentally suffocate him? The police said she was a "person of interest", Bo panicked and she ran. That was ten years ago. Bo had not returned home since, not even when her adoptive dad had died. She knew that her adoptive mom would blame that on her also, saying that he died of a broken heart. She fled to Canada in the hope of starting a new life and she was.

Bo kept herself under the radar most of the time, not wanting to attract attention from the police. Kenzi, however was a different fish all together. She was known to the police for many reasons, mainly shoplifting or pick pocketing. Since they met though Kenzi behaved well and they both kept a quiet life.

Bo never fully committed again to a relationship; she jumped from one bed to another. Something inside her was broken, Kenzi knew this of her best friend and hoped one day she would find someone to Fix Her. Bo was also paranoid that she would end up in prison, like her real dad was. The apple not falling far from the tree her adoptive mother would tell her. Bo thought that if she got too close to someone she would have to tell them that she did not want to return to USA, and then she would need to explain why. Admitting that you might have caused the death of another would not cement a relationship, it would break it. In her mind Bo had already had the full relationship with all her lovers and skipped to the ending part to save the bother of having to go through the heartache. Kenzi was the only person to know about past and that was only because the after effects of tequila.

Bo had applied for new documents in her birth name of Rainer and was surprised when they came without any issue. Bo now had a Canadian Passport, Driving Licence and was legally entitled to stay in Canada. Bo made a life for herself working across the country. Bo had left with only a duffle bag of clothes, $85 and a one-way bus ticket to Vancouver. With only good luck and charm she managed to get work in a roadside diner as a waitress and got some money to move on. Next place she headed was in the Rocky Mountains as a bartender in a resort hotel. Bo left there after a season and headed on to Edmonton, then Regina, Winnipeg, Quebec City, Ottawa until she finally settled in Toronto. She worked in a nightclub for four years in the Downtown area of Toronto, before moving to West Toronto and to Tricks bar, the Dal Raita.

"Bo, don't worry. It happens, yeah to you more than others, but this city is full of minx's having fun. So another one-night stand. You know that sometimes you have to kiss a lot of frogs to meet your prince or princess!" Kenzi chuckled at her last comment

"Yeah, that's the problem though Kenz. I don't just kiss them. I fuck with them. But more than the sexual stuff, I fuck them in the head" Bo explained.

"Wh – what you actually, well, like do it, like IT IT to their actual head?" Kenzi now confused

"No and ergh" Bo replied "I mean I mess with their head and their feelings. That one who just left, I met her before, and even though this is our second roll I still don't know her name. And she is all, "shall we do lunch this week or fancy clubbing one night?" And I'm all just like nooo go away. "

"Ahh and good, 'cause you do make them make some strange noises in there sometimes, I didn't actually think that. Just my brain is slow without coffee" Kenzi laughed. "So come on, we've not gotta go to work till noon, lets grab a nice fancy whipped cream kinda coffee and laugh at all the coffee yuppies who order the weird shit!" Kenzi said while dragging Bo off the stool and pushing her towards her room.

"Yeah like the low fat, soy, extra vanilla, half shot decaf latte" Bo smiled at her friend "like what's that even, or when they go on about half this and half that. Coffee is coffee, either with milk or without, sweet or natural. Come on then my treat"

"Exactly keep it simple baby" Kenzi replied "also we can watch the laptop users looking like they think they're all JK Rowling's with their books and deep thoughts. But before you go out please put those sheets in the wash, you can smell the sex from here! Like really did that girl not drain in there? Surprised she actually walked out".

"Yeah true, we did have a bit of a session last night. Started in the kitchen actually, probably why you can smell it" Bo laughed.

"Not funny dude, I eat there. We have rules remember not in places I either eat or sleep! Kenzi frowned.

"Ok, just a question though, you don't eat or sleep on that table by the front door do you" Bo said pointing to where the bowl is kept that cars keys are placed in and pointing out the bowl was now on the floor with the keys lying next to it.

"Ergh Gross and how the hell...?" Kenzi trailed off "Actually I don't want to know. Let's get ready to go"

Coffee Shop – half an hour later

Bo and Kenzi settled into a corner of the coffee shop and started to pull apart the patrons one by one. The geeky alone type. The laptop user. The business professional with the wacky coffee order. All with one thing in common, they love to spend too much money on coffee and eat massive cakes!

Settling into a conversation easy and choosing to ignore the topic of the stranger who was in their apartment today. Instead laughing at a funny story of Kenzi's where she was re-enacting the time she worked in a coffee shop and gave a decaf customer full bean and how that woman became hocked like an addict and was there every day only asking for Kenzi to make her "decaf" coffee. No happy ending as the manager saw Kenzi making it and fired her on the spot. Holding their sides and laughing so hard Bo accidentally knocked over her now empty paper coffee cup to the floor. Bo, who had many cleaning jobs before bartending, did not want to leave it moved under the table to retrieve it.

At that exact moment a woman who Bo recognised walked in. Frozen to the floor unable to move, Bo watched her move towards the coffee counter. Ordering her coffee and pulling out a file from beneath her arm. Bo recognised immediately a photo of her eighteen-year self. Quickly, and while the woman's back was still turned, she jumped up and grabbed Kenzi to follow. Once outside Kenzi asked what that was all about, with Bo only managing to say they needed to leave now, turning to the window and seeing the woman looking back directly at her.

Bo had run for a few blocks now with a confused and tired Kenzi following. This was not the way home, this was where the drug addicts and homeless lived. No one came to this part, but Bo was running right through it. Knowing this is the only place where people said nothing about nothing. She could be running through with a blood soaked knife with a head under her arm and no-one would say or do a thing. It's how people survived. Keep up your guard but don't get involved.

She turned another corner before finally stopping and leaning against an old abandoned building.

"Can you now tell me why we just Hussein Bolted from that place?" Kenzi asked between catching her own breath.

"Kenzi, I wasn't sure. I mean she looked familiar. It wasn't until I saw the photo of me. Then at the window. I knew she recognised me. I just ran" Bo panted

"Like that made no sense" Kenzi challenged Bo further "who is she and why she got your photo. And why do you care if she saw you, and…"Kenzi trailed off, seeing Bo now slumped to the floor and crying "oh, she is from the past, right? Bo who is she?"

"Her name is Mel Williams and she has found me. She is Kyle's sister. I need to leave Kenzi," tears streaming down Bo's face.