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This is astonishing. The DNA replication in this specimen is erroneous. It seems that prior to cell division the DNA polymerase has been ineffective in copying the strands. What's more alarming is that none of the repair proteins have been activated. Every single nucleotide is paired incorrectly. How can this be? It isn't possible to have a …

"Boo" I jump slightly away from my microscope to find Bo leaning against the entrance with her trademark grin. She is always clad in black and leather yet she's always able to take my breath away each time I see her. She looks beautiful. She looks healthy. She looks fully healed.

"Bo, how can I help you?" I look back into the microscope feigning disinterest. I try not to let my thoughts drift to what occurred last night.

"I've been calling you."

"I'm sorry, but I've been very busy with this new case..." I move to the table to grab another slide. She takes a small step in my direction.

"Lauren…" She begins. I raise my hand to stop the speech that I predict is coming.

"Bo. These are things of extreme importance. In fact these are things that you of all people should be concerned about."

"I'm concerned about you." The silence after this statement is deafening. There are so many thoughts in my mind. I try my best to remove the bitterness I feel however, my emotions always fail me.

"I understand." Without subtlety I glance over her. "You look well."

"I…well…yes…" Bo's response tells me she understands the true meaning behind my statement. She's uneasy and very shifty now. I suppose she's trying to find the right words to explain the abomination that was last night. I shake my head to clear my thoughts. There are more important things to worry about. I grab my notes on my way out of the lab. I stop just before her.

"Thank you Bo. Thank you for your concern of course." I turn and walk down the hall to my office leaving her there.

How dare she? How can she be so cold? Doesn't she know I would do anything for her? Besides she might as well have pushed me onto Dyson's arms last night. I break myself out of my current trance and jog to her office door. All pleasantries are out the window. I open the door and walk in slamming the door shut. Lauren jumps in her chair giving me her full attention.

"Hey! That's not fair! I didn't have a choice but to heal!" I say glaring at Lauren.

"Fair? Honestly, Bo you want to talk about fairness?" I watch as she gracefully rises from her chair to lean across her desk. For the first time I actually see slight anger in her eyes. Wow. I must have really fucked things up last night. I decided to listen because this will probably be the most feelings I receive from her for a long time.

"How is it fair, to show up at my loft in the middle of the night badly beaten? How is it fair to ask me to heal you when you're involved with Dyson? Hmm? How is it fair that when he shows up and you leave just as quickly as you came? I think it is you who needs to look up the true definition of fairness!"

I'm in complete shock as I watch her sit back down and turn away from me with the same grace as before. I take a moment to gather my thoughts. What's going on between Lauren and I, is delicate. I should have never put her in this position. But it's so hard to fight this desperate need to be around her, to protect her and to love her. I can't fuck things up between us. I have to make this right. I walk around her desk to her chair and I kneel in front of her. Softly, I grab both of her hands pulling her to face me. I stare into her eyes to show that what I have to say is real.

"You're right. The situation I put you in last night was totally unfair. I should have never come to you last night…" I pause as I see a flicker of hurt in her eyes. I need to rephrase that. I give her a soft pinch as I continue.

"I should have never come to you under those circumstances. But Lauren, you have to know that I care about you. I care…about you a lot. Honestly, I care more than I should," I notice that same look of hurt show in her eyes once again.

"Shit, um, totally not what I meant there. I mean last night when I was kissing you, it felt so perfect, I felt so alive, so not afraid of this fucked up place we're in. I wasn't thinking about the dark or the light or the new big bad we have to encounter. Last night, I was so hurt that I could barely talk, but when we kissed I didn't feel any pain. And if I wasn't with Dyson-"Lauren gently takes her hands out of my soft grasp. The sadness is clear across her face.

"Bo, please listen-"I stop her mouth from moving by placing my own against it. I close my eyes at the soft kiss that I place against her lips. I don't move and I don't try to gain entrance to deepen the kiss. I just enjoy her lips against mine as I once again feel that surreal feeling of safety and pleasure by being this close. After a few moments I pull back and once again look her deep in her eyes.

"No, you have to listen to me. I know the circumstances suck. But, Lauren I need you in my life. Please don't shut me out." I let my eyes shift back and forth between hers for a few moments, the silence is killing me. I close the distance between us by placing my forehead against hers. I close my eyes and I hold her tightly. I continue.

"Please…" I feel her tighten our embrace and she gives a little squeeze of reassurance. I can't help but feel completely relieved. This woman will be the death of me, I know it. She pulls back out of the embrace gently.

"I'm sorry Bo. I know that you care about my well-being as I care for yours. When we have a moment, we should thoroughly discuss what's going on between us."

"Well, I have a moment if you do…" I smile while standing up and while wiping the dust off of my skinny leather pants. She smiles back at me.

"Bo. I meant a moment when certain death isn't facing the Fae population."

"Not Fair! We're always facing certain death! Dr. Lewis, are you trying to avoid the talk?"

"Bo."

"Okay Okay, I'm just joking. What's going on?" I lean over her to take a look at the ever present pile of notes Lauren has.

"Well, the creature that attacked you last night, I have confirmed it is in fact Fae. The genus is still undetermined. But, it fed on a local farmer's livestock this morning and we were able to extract a small amount of DNA." Lauren shows me various photos of slaughtered and decapitated cows. It's completely disgusting.

"Ew."

"However, upon further examination I've noticed some major defects in the course of its cellular division. I mean there are severe changes in its genome sequence-"

"Wow. Lauren, can you please speak some English here?" I put my hands up in surrender. Clearly her words are going over my head.

"Bo, we are dealing with a severely mutated Fae. With the amount of mutated cells it has in it system, it's very likely it's capable of destroying an entire city." Lauren deadpans.

"So you're saying we're dealing with an X-man?" I chuckle at my own joke, but soon notice Lauren isn't laughing. Her look is stern and she has one eyebrow raised.

"Too Soon?"

"Too Soon."

Ugh. I have absolutely nothing to wear. I walk back into my closet to find something more revealing.

"Dude, are you changing AGAIN?" Kenzi yells from her spot on my bed. She was reading a magazine that last time I glanced. What does she care?

"Yes Kenzi, I'm changing AGAIN. But I have nothing to wear!" I whine while sifting through the various shirts. Black, Leather, Black, Leather. I really lost sight of my variety when shopping.

"What has your panties in a bunch? I thought you were just going on a stakeout." I find a tight low-cut white shirt and decide to pair it up with my distressed skinny jeans. Let's See Boots or Heels? I take a glance between the two pairs of shoes. Heels it is.

"I am. Lauren and I-"

"Ah. I should have known Dr. Hotpants was behind this. "

"Ahem. Lauren and I are staking out this mutant Fae thingy. Apparently she thinks it's best to start around its last known location. She believes she can identify what kind of Fae it is with more DNA."

"So that big ugly devil looking thing is like…an X-man?"

"Hey! That's what I said! Anyway, Lauren looked at me like I had two heads when I said it." I sat on the edge of the bed and started slipping into my heels. I noticed the silence almost immediately. I notice Kenzi is staring at me in awe.

"What?"

"Bo. What's going on?"

"Nothing, Geez Kenz. Why would something be going on?"

"Gee, I don't know how about the fact that you are running around here like a chicken with its head cut off because you can't find the perfect shirt…for a stakeout. " Her sarcasm couldn't be any more obvious. I roll my eyes at her.

"There is nothing wrong with a girl making sure she looks perfect for…a potential encounter…with a big ugly… X-man devil mutant thingy…. "I trail off noticing how ridiculous I sound.

"Right."

"Look Kenz, I have to jet. Lauren is waiting. Try not to stay up playing that stupid zombie game. It will give you nightmares." I ruffle her hair and almost skip out the room.

"Hey! I'll have you know that my skillset with fighting Fae monsters has improved because of that game!" She defends herself.

"Of course it does." I go down the stairs as quick as I can. I'm almost out the door before I hear Kenzi yell one last thing.

"And you're wearing heels!"