Thank you all for your reviews, I really do enjoy reading what you guys think of this story. This chapter is both Lauren and Bo's POV at various times. I'm looking forward to hearing what everyone thinks about it.

This is pretty solidly our longest chapter so far. Hope everyone is okay with that.

Enjoy!

Over the next few days Lauren started feeling more like herself. Her fever didn't resurface, and she began feeling rested, stronger. By Friday she felt mostly back to normal. She hadn't talked to Bo much since she left on Wednesday, and Lauren was starting to miss her. Since they had begun meeting for Wednesday lunches she and Bo had fallen into a pattern of texting at least a few times a day. Although they never really talked about anything in particular, Lauren found that when the interaction was removed she felt off-center.

Friday evening Lauren entered the Dal, looking to spend an easy evening with Bo and the rest of her friends. When she arrived she found Dyson working the bar.

"Hey, stranger!" he said with a smile. "Feeling any better? I heard you were sick."

Lauren found herself smiling back. "A lot better, thanks," Lauren answered. "What have I missed?"

"Nothing, really. I think Bo's upstairs if you're looking for her." He said it offhandedly, and Lauren could see he wasn't trying to imply anything, but it caught Lauren slightly off guard that he immediately knew why she was there.

"Oh, cool, I might walk up and see her, I wanted to see how she was feeling."

"Not great, I don't think. Kenzi mentioned that she tried to convince her to stay from work today, but you know how Bo is."

Damn it, I did get her sick, Lauren thought. "Alright, I think I'll go check on her," Lauren said.

Dyson nodded, and Lauren walked to the stairs to go up to Bo's door. She knocked three times and heard shuffling inside.

When Bo pulled open the door, the first think Lauren noticed was the dark circles under her eyes. Bo had such expressive eyes – it was almost unsettling to Lauren to see them looking vacant and sick. Bo's cheeks were slightly flushed, but she also looked pale.

"Hey, Lauren, what's up?" she said, clearly trying to sound healthy and casual, and failing miserably.

"How high is the fever?" Lauren asked, walking in and placing her hand on Bo's forehead.

"I'm fine, really," Bo said.

Lauren noted the heat radiating off of Bo. "Yeah, you're definitely not, go sit down," Lauren said, dropping her bag onto a chair and walking into the kitchen for a glass of water. "You went to work today?"

"I'm fine," Bo repeated, walking after Lauren. "I'm doing really well. I'm great."

Lauren filled the glass and turned to Bo with curiosity, noting that Bo's words sounded slurred. "You haven't been drinking alcohol, have you?" Lauren asked uncertainly.

"No, that would be not smart. I mean that would be dumb. I didn't do that."

Lauren continued to look at Bo as Bo continued to try to hold it together enough to seem normal. Lauren started looking around the kitchen until her eyes hit the medicine bottle. She walked over, picked it up, and read the label.

"Did you take this?" Lauren asked, reading the bottle.

"Yes."

"When?"

Bo looked at the time. "Maybe around 5?"

Lauren sighed. "Bo, it's 7:30. This medicine is supposed to put you to sleep. Why aren't you asleep?"

"I had work to do," Bo said, her words still slightly slurred. "And I didn't have anything else in the house, so I took it when I got home, and I've been working."

Lauren glanced over at where the files Bo had been working on were spread out across the dinner table. "Yeah, I don't think you're going to be able to use any of the work you've done…"

"I feel fine," Bo said. "I think the medicine is working."

"Sweetie, you're high," Lauren said, walking over to Bo. "Come sit down. You need to go to sleep, but first you need to drink some water."

"No, no, I'm good," Bo said. She was swaying slightly, just barely perceptibly.

Lauren stood in front of Bo and put her hands on Bo's arms. "Bo, really, you need to trust me on this. That medicine is supposed to make you sleep. When you get tired, you aren't supposed to fight it. You need to lie down."

"You're eyes are really pretty," Bo said, staring at Lauren.

Lauren laughed slightly.

"No, I'm serious. You have really pretty eyes. Do you know that?"

Lauren smiled and started trying to lead Bo toward the couch. "Come sit down, okay?" Bo started walking with her. "Where is Kenzi?"

"I don't know. I think she was doing stuff for the bar."

"Okay. Come on, sit," Lauren said, guiding Bo down.

"I'm glad you're here," Bo said. "I like you being here. You're pretty."

Lauren smiled. "Wow, you are so high."

"But I'm not wrong! You're pretty and you're funny and you're smart…"

Lauren walked over to the sink and got a glass of water for Bo, not able to suppress her smile. She vaguely realized that she could probably get high Bo to be incredibly honest with her, but in fairness Bo probably wouldn't remember this very well and that seemed like taking advantage of the situation. Lauren walked back to the couch with the water. "Here, drink this."

"You're my favorite person," Bo said, taking the glass and drinking.

The comment caught Lauren off guard. "What?"

"Kenzi is my sister and I love her, and Dyson is my brother and I love him, but you're my favorite. You're fun to be with, and you're nice…do you know that you're nice?"

Lauren smiled at her. "We really need to get you to bed."

"Everyone likes you. And even though you're wrong about music, you're really smart."

"Alright, come on," Lauren said, pulling Bo up after she had finished the water. "Time to lie down." When Bo was on her feet she stumbled slightly and Lauren pressed against her to steady her. "Alright, take your time."

"You smell good. Why do you always smell good?"

"I shower," Lauren said, focusing on keeping Bo moving.

Bo laughed. "You're funny."

"Baby, you're high, that really wasn't funny," Lauren commented, trying to navigate through the apartment.

"You called me baby," Bo said, her voice almost dreamy.

Lauren realized that she had; she hadn't actually meant to. "Yeah, I guess I did. Sorry."

"I liked it," Bo mumbled as she kept moving.

Lauren smiled to herself again as they arrived at the bedroom door. "Okay, you need to lie down. Come on, get into bed." Bo crawled under the blanket. "I'm sorry I got you sick," Lauren said as she arranged the blanket over Bo.

Bo closed her eyes and leaned into the pillow. "Worth it," she said.

Lauren stood watching her for a few moments, making sure she was asleep. When it was clear she was soundly out, Lauren turned off the light and quietly walked back downstairs.

Bo woke up with a dry mouth and a headache. She glanced around. She was in bed, but she didn't quite remember how she had ended up there. Using the heel of her hands to rub her eyes, she rose from bed and walked to the kitchen.

She looked around and saw her work files spread out across the table. She had a vague recollection of working on them, but it was fuzzy. With a sigh, she sat down to see what she had written.

Said he went to the place but went to the place. Hm. That was a head scratcher.

Summons that girl. Great, she'd get right on that.

Need the thing from him. What a brilliant insight.

The next few notes she looked through were illegible. Well, at least she was feeling better now. She walked over to the coffeepot and started the brew, seeing the medicine bottle from the night before still sitting on the counter. She really needed to stop believing she could power through medicine designed for sleep.

Kenzi walked through the door and came toward the kitchen. "Morning, Courtney Love," she said.

Bo gave her a half smile. "Hey."

"How are you feeling?"

"Better. My fever must have broken sometime last night."

"Yeah, I came in to check on you around 2, it was gone by then."

Bo gave Kenzi a sideways smile. "Aw, you checked on me? You loooove me," she said in a singsong voice.

Kenzi rolled her eyes. "No, I just wanted to make sure you hadn't died in my apartment. It would be a pain to move all your stuff." Bo laughed and poured herself some coffee. Kenzi crossed the kitchen and poured herself a cup as well. "Plus, Lauren told me to check on you," Kenzi said, looking at Bo over the rim of the mug as she took a sip.

Bo froze. Shit, Lauren had been here? She tried to search her memory but it was all a jumble. She vaguely remembered Lauren being there, but she had assumed she had dreamed it at some point. "Oh, Lauren was here?" she said, trying to keep her tone from sounding nervous.

Kenzi smiled, clearly not buying Bo's attempt to sound nonchalant. "So, what's going on there?"

"Nothing," Bo said. "I mean, we're friends."

Kenzi nodded. "Sure, sure. I mean, I guess I just thought it was weird that you mentioned that Lauren was sick, and now you're sick, too. Crazy coincidence, right?"

Bo shrugged. "Probably just something that's going around."

"And not only did you catch it, but Dyson told me Lauren came by specifically asking if you'd caught it. Like she suspected you might have it, too."

"Well, you know, she's a doctor, she knows it's…going around…" Well, this wasn't convincing at all.

"Right. Makes sense. Hey, off topic, you never said, did you work late Wednesday night? I mean, I know you didn't get home until late, but you never said where you were."

Bo set her mug on the counter. "Alright, fine, I give up."

"So how long have you been seeing her?"

"I'm not seeing her, really," Bo said. "We just hang out sometimes. We get lunch occasionally and we talk. That's all."

"And?"

"And nothing. That's it."

"Nope. There's more."

Bo shook her head. "No, that really is it."

"So, on Wednesday when she was sick for a fever, you all went to a restaurant together?" Kenzi said, with a slight eye roll.

Bo sighed. "Alright, fine, so Wednesday I went to her house. But it was just a friend thing, I just wanted to take her lunch and make sure she was alright. It was nothing."

Kenzi took another sip of her coffee and then cleared her throat. "Bullshit."

"Not bullshit."

"Bullshit."

"Kenzi, seriously, it was nothing."

"It was nothing that lasted all day. You just said you took her lunch, and yet you didn't get home until after 8, so you were there, what, 8 hours?"

"No," Bo said. "I was there…7…"

Kenzi nodded and drank some more coffee. "Yeah, okay, I didn't know it was only 7 hours. You're right, you are just friends."

Bo sighed. "Alright, so I like her, okay? She means a lot to me. And we've gotten close. We're close friends. But that really is all."

"She's going on a date tonight," Kenzi said. Bo started coughing, swallowing her coffee too fast. Kenzi continued to sip her coffee, observing Bo. When Bo had composed herself, Kenzi set her mug back down. "Doing alright there?"

Bo wiped off the coffee that had gotten on her shirt. "I'm fine."

"Are you bothered that she's going out with someone else?"

"No, of course not. She can do whatever she wants." Kenzi nodded, continuing to watch Bo. After a few beats, Bo's shoulders sagged slightly. "Is she really, or are you just messing with me?"

Kenzi sighed. "She is. I don't know if she is, though, if that helps you."

"What do you mean?"

"Vex was telling me that Crystal invited her out for a group thing tonight. Crystal is also bringing someone she thinks Lauren would like. Lauren doesn't know that. So, no, she isn't really going on a date, technically."

Bo leaned against the counter. She felt deflated. Kenzi picked her mug back up and took another sip. "Look, if you just want to be friends with Lauren, that's fine. Do whatever you think is right for you. And I'm not saying Lauren is the girl for you, or that you two need to date, or anything at all, really – what I am saying is if you have this much of a reaction to her sort of going on a date that she doesn't even know about with someone else, maybe that's something you need to think about."

Bo was quiet for a minute and then blew out a breath. "I don't like that she might be seeing someone else. But I can be okay with it."

"Can you?"

"Yeah, I think I can."

Lauren kicked her shoes off into her closet before working to the bathroom to take out her earrings. She looked at herself in the mirror. God, what a night.

She had been looking forward to seeing Crystal again. Yeah, they weren't interested in dating, but she was a nice person and Lauren knew they'd have a good time. When Crystal had mentioned making it a group thing, Lauren had actually been excited to go. It was a chance to make more friends, and that seemed like a good idea.

When she'd arrived, though, and Crystal had made a point of having her sit next to Sarah, she had started to realize what was really happening. She had felt annoyed. She wasn't interested in being setup, and definitely wasn't interested in being ambushed into a setup. She had done her best to be polite and cordial all evening, but her mood was less than stellar.

She was about to wash her face and change her clothes when she heard a knock on the door. She glanced at her watch in surprise – who would be here this late? She turned and walked to the door.

Lauren was surprised to see Bo standing outside. "Hey, Bo, what's up?" Lauren stepped to the side and let Bo walk in.

Bo blew out a quick breath when she walked in and Lauren closed the door behind them. "How was your date?" Bo asked the question immediately, not pausing to greet her or exchange any pleasantries. Lauren had a moment where she wasn't sure how Bo knew she had been out on a "date", if you could call it that, but realized she didn't really care how Bo knew.

Lauren hesitated. "Do you really want to talk about this?"

"Sure, I mean, why not? We're friends, right?"

Lauren could hear the bitterness in Bo's voice and sighed. "What's going on, Bo?"

Bo paused before she spoke again, and Lauren could see that she was gathering herself. "Look, I know we're not together, and I know that we agreed to that. It's just…knowing that you're out with someone else, knowing that someone else is getting to have dinner with you, to touch you, to kiss you…" Bo looked down shaking her head. "It just…I don't know, it bothers me."

"Bo –"

"Don't. Please – don't. I'm out of line saying any of this. I mean, we agreed to this. I really shouldn't have come here. You aren't doing anything wrong. I'm sorry." Bo looked like she was about to leave.

Don't go, Lauren thought. "I didn't kiss her," Lauren said.

Bo glanced up. "What?"

"A group of us went to dinner. I was stuck beside her all night. We made small talk. She asked me to go for a drink afterwards, I said no, she said we should do it again sometime,. I gave a non-committal answer, she tried to hug me when we said goodbye, and I stepped back and awkwardly waved. It was not a good date. It wasn't even really a date."

Bo was still, taking this information in. When she had been quiet for a few moments, Lauren tilted her head, trying to catch Bo's eye. "Bo?" she asked, when Bo continued not to speak.

Bo took two steps closer to Lauren and without warning pulled her in, kissing her hard. It took Lauren no time to respond, as her arms immediately went to Bo's face and her mouth opened to accept Bo's tongue into her mouth. She had a vague awareness of Bo pressing her against the wall, but the only thing she could fully process was the feeling of Bo pressing against her. She felt Bo's hands slide up her sides, coming into contact with her breasts, and she exhaled a breathy sigh.

A familiar refrain came back to Lauren's mind – more, more, more.

Her own hands opened the front of Bo's jeans and reached inside. Her hands slipped into the front of Bo's underwear and she felt the heat and the wetness already gathering as she inserted her middle finger. Bo moaned and angled her hips against Lauren's hand.

Bo pushed her hands under Lauren's shirt, her fingers stroking the underside of Lauren's breasts and nipples. She heard and felt Lauren's whimper as she broke the kiss the latched her lips onto Lauren's neck, sucking the sensitive spot below her ear next to her jaw line.

Lauren was vaguely aware that they needed to stop this, that their first time together shouldn't happen like this. She tried to gather the willpower to pull back from Bo, but every time she thought she had the strength to step away she felt Bo's tongue against her, felt Bo's hands on her, felt Bo shift against her fingers, and the ability to stop left her. The truth was despite the fact that this probably wasn't how their first time should be, the fact that it was happening filled Lauren with an overwhelming sense of…relief, almost.

"Bedroom," Lauren panted. Bo continued to hold Lauren to her as they maneuvered off the wall, unwilling to take their hands off of each other. They stumbled a few steps before Bo changed course and angled Lauren toward the couch. Lauren's legs hit the back of it and she stumbled backwards, Bo coming down on top of her.

Lauren captured Bo's lips as she pushed Bo's pants down past her hips, trying to remove them without breaking the kiss. "I thought we were going to the bedroom," she said between kisses.

Bo began removing Lauren's pants as well. "Too far," she mumbled. She pulled back and removed Lauren's jeans the rest of the way, and without preamble buried her face between Lauren's legs.

"Oh fuuuuck…" Lauren moaned as she felt Bo's tongue against her. As Bo feasted on her she felt her back arching and her hands reaching down to tangle in Bo's hair. Bo moved her head up slightly as she inserted two fingers into Lauren, pumping into her quickly, making Lauren whimper and bite her lower lip. Bo curled her fingers inside of Lauren, stroking her until she was moaning almost constantly.

"God, Bo…" Lauren breathed. "Oh, God, right there…right there…" The more Lauren talked, the harder and faster Bo moved.

Lauren felt like her blood was on fire. In that moment, Bo was the sum total of her world. She felt Bo's tongue trail over her clit and she arched her back harder.

"Fuck, Bo," she swore, her eyes clamped shut. "Shit, you're amazing…oh, God, you're amazing…" Bo continued to run her tongue across Lauren, and soon Lauren was nearly incoherent, talking out of her head. "God, Bo, don't stop…don't stop…ahhhh God I've thought about you all night…mmmm…"

Bo pulled back, and Lauren almost cried, but Bo kept up the motion of her fingers, keeping Lauren tense and on edge. Bo's eyes were nearly black when she looked at Lauren. "Tell me."

"You were all I wanted to talk about…you're all I thought about…I want to fuck you all the time…" at that, Bo's tongue resumed it's earlier activities. "Oh, Goddd…God, I love your mouth…I love the way your tongue feels against me…your fingers inside of me…oh, God, I want to fuck you all the time…" with each strangled sentence Bo pushed Lauren higher and harder.

"Oh, God, I'm going to come…you're going to make me come…"

"Come for me, baby," Bo said before thrusting a third finger into Lauren and sucking on Lauren's clit.

Lauren's orgasm hit her with the force of a truck, and all she could do was clutch Bo's head and cry out in pleasure as all of her other senses were overridden. It seemed to go on for ages.

Eventually Lauren's senses began to return to her and she became aware of Bo kissing her inner thigh, Bo's fingers languidly moving within her still, slowly, drawing out the last remnants of pleasure.

Lauren was covered in a sheen of sweat as she pulled Bo back up her body and began kissing her, her brain still lost in a post-orgasm haze. She reached her hand back down between Bo's legs and found her nearly dripping. At the first contact of Lauren's fingers, she felt Bo hiss with pleasure and need.

Lauren moved her lips to Bo's neck. "God, you're so wet, baby," she said as she angled two fingers inside of Bo and began pressing immediately on her g-spot.

Bo groaned. "You're so fucking hot when you come." She angled harder into Lauren and felt Lauren use her thumb to run against her clit. "Holy shit," she groaned. "Don't stop doing that." The sound of raw need in Bo's voice emboldened Lauren and she began to stroke Bo harder and faster. Right when Bo was at the edge, Bo turned her head and captured Lauren's lips in a searing kiss. Lauren felt Bo shaking against her as her orgasm washed over her.

Bo and Lauren laid still, tangled together, as they tried to regain their faculties. Bo turned slightly to take some of her weight of Lauren and they squeezed together to lie side by side on the couch.

"So," Bo asked, kissing Lauren's shoulder. "Was that better than your date?"

Lauren laughed and playfully hit Bo's side. When they stopped laughing, Lauren turned her head to Bo. "That was definitely better than the date." Lauren's fingers trailed lazy circles on Bo's arm. "You should be resting, you know."

"Well, I am laying down."

Lauren smiled. "We should probably talk about this."

Bo rested her face on Lauren's shoulder. "Yeah, I guess."

Lauren shifted on the couch and scooted up, pulling Bo with her so they were reclined against the arm. The movement shifted them against each other, and Lauren felt herself getting distracted; Bo was looking at her with those deep, dark eyes, and Lauren found her gaze drifting back to Bo's lips. We need to talk, she told herself. But there was time for that, right? One kiss wouldn't get in the way of that. She leaned into Bo.

Bo's eyes fell closed when her lips made contact with Lauren's. Soon their tongues were rolling together and Lauren felt herself drifting, lost in Bo. She felt Bo's hand on her side and soon felt Bo lifting her slightly, pull Lauren on top of her. Lauren's legs opened to rest on either side of Bo's and Lauren felt Bo gently running her fingers up and down Lauren's spine.

Lauren shifted her own hands to sides of Bo's breasts. She began to rub them and felt Bo swear quietly underneath of her. They were both still wearing their shirts, and Lauren was quickly finding that to be an annoyance.

She pulled back from Bo and sat up, trying to pull Bo's shirt off. Bo got the idea and helped, her hands moving to Lauren's shirt as soon as her own was removed. They came back together immediately when their clothes were fully gone, and the contact of bare skin against bare skin caused them both to groan.

They continued, kissing and touching, until Lauren felt her blood starting to burn. They needed to stop. "We're supposed to be talking," Lauren mumbled against Bo's lips, unable to fully pull herself away.

She felt Bo's hands leave her back and felt Bo reach between them, her hand moving down before Bo pushed her finger inside of Lauren. Lauren, still sensitive from before, whimpered in pleasure.

"So talk," Bo whispered to Lauren.

"Oh, shit," Lauren groaned. Bo pushed her finger deeper into Lauren, stroking her, causing Lauren to arch her back and grind down hard against Bo. Lauren barely heard Bo's moan of pleasure over her own, and soon Bo was moving her hand harder, faster. Lauren continued to rotate her hips against Bo, the movement causing the heel of Bo's hand to come in contact with her clit each time. She could hear Bo's ragged breath beneath her and feel Bo moving as well, and she knew that her movement was pushing the back of Bo's hand against her own clit as well.

Lauren pressed down harder. "Fuck, baby," Bo groaned. Hearing Bo's voice only made Lauren press harder.

Within moments they were lost, pressing into each other, feeling the pleasure build higher and higher, until it peaked and they came together, their voices blending into a mix of curses and incomprehensible syllables.

They laid still, panting, trying to come back to themselves for a few minutes. "Dear God, it should be illegal for you to be that good at that," Bo said, her breathing still not normal.

Lauren was draped over Bo. "I don't think I can move," she said against Bo's neck.

"Good, don't," Bo answered.

Lauren smiled. She started coming back to herself a few moments later, feeling like she was returning to earth. "God, I must be crushing you."

"I'm not complaining," Bo replied, putting her hands on Lauren's back and hugging her into her body.

"Should we try to talk about this again?" Lauren asked.

Bo smiled. "I enjoyed the results of the last conversation."

Lauren leaned into Bo and kissed her again. It was meant to be simple, quick, but soon they were starting to fall again. Lauren pulled back. "We have to stop doing that, we get distracted."

"I disagree. I think we should keep doing that," Bo answered, pulling Lauren back in.

They kissed for a while longer before Lauren pulled back again. "Okay, I know I'm crushing you," Lauren said with a light laugh. She pulled herself up, and pulled Bo with her. When they were standing, Bo gathered Lauren back in her arms and kissed her again.

Lauren didn't want Bo to leave, but she knew she needed to act like a grown up and let her go. It was late, and Bo needed to rest. She kept kissing Bo for a few more minutes, trying to gather what she needed to act like an adult. "You really do need to get some rest," Lauren said quietly, her forehead resting against Bo's.

"I was trying to lay down, but you pulled me up," Bo said, with a small smile.

Lauren smiled, her eyes still closed. "You should be in bed." Lauren opened her eyes and looked at Bo.

Bo smiled and nodded. "I probably should. But, you know, just in case something happens, maybe I shouldn't be alone."

Lauren couldn't stop her grin. "No, you should probably be under a doctor's supervision."

"Under a doctor sounds good," Bo murmured, kissing Lauren again.

Coherent thought left Lauren as her tongue tangled with Bo's again.

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