Fic: You and Me and Her Together (Bo/Lauren/Nadia, Lost Girl 4/9)

[fembuck]

  Title: You and Me and Her Together
Author: Janine
Fandom: Lost Girl
Pairing: Bo/Lauren/Nadia
Rating: Explicit (eventually)
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
Summary:  After Kenzi goes on the road with Nate, Bo unexpectedly finds herself spending time with Lauren and Nadia, and as their lives become more entwined they find their relationships growing and changing into something they could never have imagined. 

Part One | Part Two | Part Three

Part IV

Head wounds – Bo realized far too late – led people to make unwise decisions.

It was true that Bo was bleeding profusely from a gash on her head, and that seeking medical treatment would have been considered a wise course of action by anyone with an iota of sense. However, when Lauren opened the door to her house at 3 a.m. in a robe short enough to show off legs that would have made Tina Turner jealous, her hair all deliciously tussled from sleep as she rubbed at her eyes drowsily, Bo realized that she had made a terrible mistake.

She had been arrogant. She had thought that she was too good to go trolling for a heal-bang at the Denny's around the corner from where she'd been jumped. It was 2:45 a.m. on Wednesday night and she hadn't been optimistic about the selection of people she would find inside the restaurant. The wound had been bleeding a lot, but she hadn't felt disoriented or mentally compromised in any way and Lauren's place was only a ten minute drive away, so Bo had decided to go with traditional medical treatment. However, as Bo's heart swelled at the sight of Lauren – and a great desire arose in her to take Lauren's face into her hands and kiss her until she collapsed from blood loss – Bo realized the error of her ways.

The customers were likely a hopeless cause, but there may have been a kind of cute surly waitress on duty at that Denny's that Bo could have worked her charms on. She should have checked. She should have at least glanced in the window. She should have done anything to stop her from going over to Lauren's and torturing herself with the sight of Bed Tussled Lauren, whose appeal was even greater than After Hours Lauren.

She hadn't seen Lauren like this – sleepy and cutely dishevelled – in months. She'd gotten used to being around Lauren in her jeans and button down shirts. Lauren still took her breath away, but Bo had adjusted and most of the time she didn't feel like she was in danger of losing control of herself and pouncing on Lauren like she was starving for her.

Sleep rumbled Lauren was a temptation she hadn't become accustomed to seeing however, and the sight of her was doing things to Bo's body and her heart. Asleep, was one of the only times Bo had ever seen Lauren completely relaxed. The last time they'd made love Bo had spent a long time watching Lauren sleep, just delighting in the sight of her and seeing Lauren like that again now – so vulnerable and lovely – made Bo's heart hurt.

Bo was suddenly seized by a fit of panic – and forgetting that she was covered in blood – Bo wondered if it wasn't too late to pretend that she had just gotten drunk and gotten lost. She could apologize for waking Lauren and then try to stumble away as dignifiedly as possible. She was fae, she was tough. If she put a band-aid on it the wound probably would have been fine until morning.

However, before Bo could test out her theory, fifteen minutes of moving around with a weeping head wound caught up with her and Lauren's face started to blur before Bo's eyes. She became dizzy and it was hard for Bo to keep her balance. She reached out blindly for something to keep her upright but her hand found nothing to brace itself against and somewhere in Bo's concussed mind she began to worry that she was going to fall over. But before she collapsed and gave her head another hard whack, thin but strong arms wrapped around her, Bo sagged allowing those arms to hold her up. Lauren, Bo thought ... and then, she passed out.

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"Ugh," Bo groaned as bright light assaulted her eyes. "Why?" she moaned piteously, squeezing her eyes shut as fingers gently caressed her cheeks.

"I was hoping you could tell me that."

Bo groaned again, but this time instead of trying to hide her face away, she started to blink. She recognized the voice that had just spoken to her. It was Lauren. Lauren was there and Bo wanted to see her so she forced her eyes open and blinked again and again until she was able to focus.

"Laur..." Bo began, her voice rough and hoarse before it momentarily quit on her all together.

"Close enough," Lauren murmured and then her face floated out of Bo's field a vision.

Bo parted her lips to protest, but her throat was so dry that she could only make a faint sound of displeasure. Bo was not one to easily give up however, and she prepared to try again, but before she could, Lauren's beautiful face was before her again and Lauren had a glass of water in her hand which she brought to Bo's lips and carefully helped Bo drink from.

"Better?" Lauren asked a few seconds later.

Bo licked her lips and then eased back against the pillow.

"Yeah," she murmured.

Her voice was still a bit rough, but it was no longer difficult to speak.

"I have words again."

Lauren's lips curved up, her smile gently amused as she gazed down at Bo, and then she reached out, drawing her fingers tenderly across Bo's cheek again before she said, "Do you want some more?"

Bo nodded and Lauren brought the glass of water to her lips again.

"What happened?" Lauren asked once Bo had her fill of water.

"The case I'm working," Bo began, watching Lauren as she leaned over to place the glass back on the coffee table. "I was supposed to meet with a witness at an after-hours club in the Market. And meet him I did ... him and three of his closest friends," Bo sighed reaching up to touch the wound the men had given her only to have Lauren capture her hand and guide it away.

"Don't play with it," Lauren admonished lightly and Bo smirked at her cheekily before murmuring, "Yes, Mom."

"Sufficed to say, Mr. Klein is now at the top of my suspect list," Bo continued a second later. "And he's earned a place of honor on my 'People Who's Faces Need to Meet My Fist' list."

"From the state of your knuckles I'd say you've already taken care of that," Lauren said softly, picking up Bo's right hand and cradling it gently in her own.

Bo's knuckles were red and raw, the skin rubbed off in some places. Bo had clearly gotten in some blows, some powerful ones. She'd fought well enough to win and make her way to Lauren.

"Every great performance should have an encore," Bo muttered and Lauren couldn't help the snort of laughter that escaped from her.

"You're incorrigible," Lauren breathed out, a peaceful warm feeling settling in her heart as her eyes swept over Bo's face, watching her with eyes that shone with infinite affection.

"I know," Bo sighed and she looked so precious in that moment that it took all of Lauren's will power to stop herself from bending over and pressing her lips to Bo's.

"It's okay though," Lauren said, smiling when Bo's eyes met hers. "You can still have a cookie."

"Sweets to the sweet?" Bo breathed asked as her lips curved up into a smile that made Lauren feel faint of breath.

"Sugar to combat the iron loss," Lauren replied smirking and Bo rolled her eyes.

"Is there no poetry in your soul?" Bo asked though she gamely reached out and took the cookie Lauren held out for her.

"No," Lauren sighed, "only science," she continued, a small teasingly smile playing across her lips as she did. "But there is beauty in that," she murmured, her features softening as her eyes took on an earnestness that made Bo's heart yearn for her. "Right now," Lauren breathed, lifting her hand to trace her fingertip along a stretch of smooth, pale skin next to the gash she had stitched up, "complex biochemical events are taking place within you ... a closely orchestrated cascade of migrating and dividing cells is at work. Angiogenesis, collagen deposition, granulation tissue formation, epithelialzation, wound contraction ... it's as exquisite and miraculous as any symphony or sonnet."

Bo gazed up at Lauren, the cookie she held in her hand forgotten as she was swept up in Lauren's words.

"You make me wish I'd paid more attention in science class," Bo breathed out a few seconds later, her expression dazed and slightly awed as she looked at Lauren.

"Do I?" Lauren asked, her cheeks flushing a little as she brushed her fingers over Bo's brow.

"Yeah," Bo whispered, and then her lips curved up teasingly. "Until I remember what science class was actually like," she continued impishly and Lauren tilted her head back as if she couldn't deal with Bo's foolishness, but she couldn't stop another smile from touching her lips.

"Incorrigible," Lauren murmured, pointing her finger at Bo as she lowered her head again so that she could see Bo's face.

"You've already used that one," Bo replied.

"That's because it's a good one."

"Says you," Bo muttered playfully.

"Indeed, says me. And since I'm your doctor you should take my word for it."

"Drunk with power much, Lewis?" Bo asked, arching a dark eyebrow.

"I am," Lauren agreed, smiling congenially. "The taste suits me."

Bo stared up at her for a second and then a large smile touched her lips.

"Now who's being incorrigible?" Bo asked softly, her dark eyes twinkling playfully.

"Still you," Lauren replied softly. "That was a very incorrigible question."

"You know what else is incorrigible?" Bo asked and Lauren arched a curious blonde eyebrow at her. "Your face," Bo continued and Lauren couldn't stop herself from laughing at the ridiculous pronouncement.

"Now you're being impertinent," Lauren told her gravely, though her words lost some of their effect since she was still grinning.

"Impertinent and incorrigible, huh? I guess it's a good thing I can fall back on my looks," Bo drawled and after she spoke Lauren's eyes unconsciously trailed down over Bo's body, taking in all of her good looks.

"What's going on?"

Lauren's body tensed at the sound of Nadia's voice, and as Bo angled her head around Lauren's body so that she could see the doorway that led into the living room, Lauren's eyes widened and she breathed in deeply.

"God," Nadia gasped when she got a look at Bo's face. "That's a nasty gash," she said with concern as she moved into the room and towards the couch.

Like Lauren Nadia was sleep tussled and wearing little and Bo despaired. She rued the day, she rued her night, she rued not going into that Denny's, and she rued her life.

"You should see the other guy," Bo replied, forcing a smile onto her face as Nadia bent towards her to examine the wound, looking worried and then slightly disgusted she took in the stitches.

A few seconds later Nadia pulled back and looked around, observing the chaos of the coffee table which was scattered with the supplies Lauren had gathered to treat Bo's wound.

"Can I get you anything?" Nadia asked, turning to look a Lauren a few moments later.

"Some more water," Lauren said softly before looking away from Nadia's eyes, guilt and fear of discovery compelling her to avoid Nadia's gaze by focusing on the coffee table. "Warm...please."

"Be right back," Nadia replied, and then she was moving around the couch and heading into the kitchen to fetch a bowl of water.

"Lauren," Bo began reaching out for Lauren's hand when Nadia was out of sight.

Lauren yanked her hand away from Bo's questing fingers, and Bo jerked back, startled by the response. Lauren saw the look of surprise on Bo's face and the hurt that momentarily flashed in her eyes and she closed her eyes and breathed in and out deeply to try and calm her emotions.

"I'm sorry," Lauren breathed out a few seconds later, looking up to meet Bo's eyes for a moment before quickly looking away again. "I better clean some of this up," she continued awkwardly, and then Lauren slipped off of the edge of the couch and began fussing with the supplies on the table, gathering them up and organizing them.

Bo watched her for a minute, her lips parted as she flirted with saying something to Lauren, but then she sighed softly and laid her head back upon the pillow.

What was the point? What was there to say?

They spent a minute in silence, then the sound of Nadia's footsteps filtered into the room, and a few seconds later Nadia came into view. When she entered the living room and her eyes caught sight of Lauren tidying the coffee table, and Nadia paused. She didn't stay still for long, only a couple of seconds, but she was still long enough that Bo noticed it, but then Nadia was moving again, walking towards the couch.

"It's a good thing you have such a hard head," Nadia commented, smiling over at Bo after she handed the bowl of warm water over to Lauren.

"It's not the only part of me that's har ... oh wait, that's the guy's line," Bo murmured in response and Nadia chuckled, her eyes crinkling at the corners as she smiled at Bo.

"Will it scar?" Nadia asked Lauren as she turned to look at the blonde.

Lauren shook her head as she dipped a cloth into the bowl of water and murmured, "No. It's Bo."

"I'll take care of it tomorrow," Bo added when Lauren didn't volunteer anymore.

Nadia lifted a curious eyebrow at her, obviously not finding Bo's response any more enlightening than Lauren's had been.

"I can heal myself almost instantaneously," Bo explained.

"Then why bother with all of this?" Nadia asked.

"To heal I need to feed or have sex – ideally both – but it's hard to pick up when you're bleeding profusely from the head," Bo clarified, shifting on the couch awkwardly as she spoke. Explaining her powers to people was always uncomfortable for her.

"So tomorrow you'll...?"

"Make a new friend," Bo muttered, angling her face away from Nadia.

"You ... don't sound thrilled," Nadia commented, watching Bo closely enough that Bo began to feel a little self-conscious.

Bo shrugged and then glanced up at Nadia as she breathed out, "It keeps me pretty."

"Right," Nadia drawled, offering Bo a small smile. "Well, Happy Hunting tomorrow. Dr. Lewis," she continued, turning to face Lauren, 'I'll let you get back to work."

Lauren looked over at Nadia when she addressed her and their eyes meet and held each other's for a few seconds, then Nadia's lips curved up – though the look her in eyes remained serious – and she ran her hand down Lauren's arm gently before making to head towards the door.

Before she could take more than a step however, Lauren reached out for her and caught Nadia's hand. Nadia looked down at her and they gazed at each other for another few seconds, then Nadia reached out, brushed a few strands of blonde hair out of Lauren's face and then she leaned down and pressed her lips to Lauren's forehead.

"I'll see you upstairs," she murmured, and Lauren nodded.

Nadia turned to look at Bo then and said goodnight. Bo wished her a goodnight as well, and with that done Nadia started towards the door and within twenty seconds she was out of sight.

"Is..." Bo began a minute after Nadia left the room, but Lauren shook her head, cutting Bo off before she could continue.

"Everything's fine," Lauren breathed out.

Lauren's voice was tense and her body was coiled with nervous energy. Things obviously weren't fine, but Bo didn't question her further.

What was the point? What was there to say?

"Let's get you cleaned up," Lauren murmured a few seconds later as she wrung the cloth she had wet earlier to get rid of the excess moisture.

"Sure," Bo sighed, forcing her body to relax as Lauren brought the cloth to her skin. "Having cab drivers recoil in horror when they looked at me was really doing nothing for my self-esteem," Bo continued and her lips twitched up just the slightest bit at the corners.

Lauren stared at her for a second then released as puff of pent up air before her lips helplessly curved up in a smile. The expression reached her eyes, leaving the hazel orbs sparkling, and upon seeing Lauren's smile, Bo's small smile turned into a full one as a feeling of warmth spread through her, Lauren's smile warming her like the sun.

A faint thumping sound filtered into the living room from upstairs.

Lauren's smile faltered taking away the warmth and Bo sighed and closed her eyes, her heart aching.

She should have gone into the frickin' Denny's.

To be continued ...

Comments

[ein_myria]

*grins* Ahhh, the UST! Looking forward to reading more of this, the intricacies of what you've done so far are awesome! :D Perhaps you might also consider posting to lost_girl? :)

[fembuck]

UST, it hurts so good lol! I'm so glad that you're enjoying it :D

And thanks so much for the link to the LG community, I'll definitely post the fic over there!