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Who: Lara and Bo
What: Dreaming of a best friend-break up.
When: Recently
Where: Their home
Warnings: Mentions of dream character death, otherwise pretty low



Quite a bit had happened in the dream, but the part that Bo was focusing on was the argument with Kenzi and the clear friend break up that had happened. Hale’s funeral had been difficult as all hell, but by and far the argument with Kenzi had been the worst part of it. It wasn’t even just Kenzi being in pain from losing Hale, it was the fact that their friendship had been unraveling, and now it was all coming to a head.

Bo was The Queen, capital letters and all, and she had some destiny to fulfill and the Per Apice was returning to the world.

Oh, and she was married.

When she woke up, she managed to not break into sobs, but she was definitely emotionally Not Okay. The fight with Kenzi had been intense, so much so she had to question if it actually happened in this life. She quietly got out of bed and went to shower and get dressed.

By the time she got downstairs it was probably mid-morning. She bypassed breakfast and instead went straight to the liquor cabinet. She looked over what they had before grabbing a bottle of Jack Daniel’s. She opened it and took a long drink of it. Bo drew in a breath, clenched the fist of her free hand and smacked the countertop...which actually cracked as she’d put some of her superhuman strength behind it.

“There’s not enough alcohol in the world for this,” she grumbled before attacking the bottle of Jack again.

Lara only had an inkling of just what was coming for them. Part of that was a feeling spurred on by previous discussions of Bo’s dreams. She’d hoped things would get better, calmer. That Kenzi would forgive her and for once in her life Bo would catch a lucky break.

The sound of marble cracking dashed any such idea. Lara’s hand closed around the bottle and she pulled it away. “Probably not, but it might be best not to indulge right now.”

Bo had hoped that things would get better between her and Kenzi. But clearly that wasn’t an option now. Kenzi was done, and Bo couldn’t blame her. The world of the fae wasn’t easy to live in even when one was fae, let alone a human.

When Lara pulled the bottle away, Bo didn’t even try to grab it back. She didn’t have the energy to. She just sighed, turned her back to the counter and sat down on the floor with her back braced against the counter. “It seems like the ideal time to indulge.” There was a defeated tone in Bo’s voice that was extremely rare to hear. She wasn’t even looking at Lara, she was just looking at the floor. She looked like she was about to burst into tears, but Bo didn’t think she had the energy to even do that.

Setting the bottle down, Lara put her hand on Bo’s shoulder, then pulled her into a hug. It was like she didn’t even need words - Lara understood that sometimes words weren’t required. So she let her actions speak for themselves.

She thought Bo needed that good cry.

There was a time for words and a time for no words. Right now, it was one of the times when no words were required. When Lara pulled her into a hug, she wrapped her arms around her tightly. It took a minute, but as Bo settled into the embrace, she pressed her face into Lara’s shoulder and started to cry.

Her dream life was ten shades of fucked up. Hale was dead. Kenzi was gone. A big evil was rising, and Bo was in the middle of it all needing to hold herself together in order to fight. And somewhere in that mess, she’d lost touch with herself, with Kenzi, and everything was going to shit.

She rubbed at Bo’s back, squeezing her eyes shut. She didn’t think Kenzi was dead, but something had clearly happened, and this was a pain Lara understood. Losing Sam in her dreams had wounded her deeply, but at least she was alive.

Lara didn’t know how she’d make it better, but she’d find a way. Somehow. Bo wouldn’t be alone forever.

She’d make sure of it.

Sometimes she seriously wondered how people could live for an eternity while having friendships, or more, with mortals. It hurt like hell to lose them, and this had only been a friend break up. Kenzi was alive, but definitely not Bo’s best friend anymore.

Bo clung to Lara and cried for a while before her tears subsided a bit, but she didn’t let go of her wife. “God I hate my dreams.” She was suddenly hoping that whatever evil was coming would kill her so she could stop dreaming.

“Me too.” Lara wiped both of Bo’s cheeks with her thumbs, then brushed aside her hair. “Tell me what happened. It might help to talk about it.”

She sniffed, and let out a heavy sigh. “Hale’s funeral was really hard to get through. Kenzi pretty much gave me the cold shoulder during it. Can’t really blame her, though. Later, she and I basically had what amounts to a friend break up. She wanted me to help her murder Massimo, but I refused. I didn’t want her to have that on her hands. Things culminated in her telling me to unclaim her.” If Lara remembered, way back when Bo had first started dreaming, there’d been a mention of fae claiming humans which allowed them to be part of the fae world, since humans weren’t supposed to know the fae existed.

“So...I unclaimed her and she left.” Bo didn’t know where things would go from there, but clearly reconciliation was out of the question.

“You can unclaim someone?” Lara could see how that would hurt Bo. Kenzi was such a part of her life, and to be unclaimed would be to essentially cut out of a Fae’s life. Kenzi had made Bo cut her out.

It probably felt like having one’s heart cut out. “I’m sorry.”

“Considering I did it, yeah.” It definitely hurt. It hurt more than losing Hale despite the fact she’d known both Kenzi and Hale for the same amount of time. She loved Hale, but Kenzi was her best friend, her sister from another mister. And now, all of that was gone.

“Maybe if the fucking Wanderer had never zapped me onto that fucking trans-dimensional train, things wouldn’t have gotten so bad. Or maybe if I’d just fucking stopped and focused more on my relationship with Kenzi, things would have turned out differently.” Because as far as Bo was concerned, it was her fault for how her friendship with Kenzi had turned out.

“Do you still not remember anything from the train?” Lara still thought there was more going on than anyone knew. That Bo was being somehow manipulated. She’d seen how Bo and Kenzi were together. It was unfathomable that they could ever be apart, or for their friendship to die.

But then she’d once thought the same of her and Sam… “None of this is fair. But it won’t affect anything here, you know that right?”

“I regained my memory from the train, now. I had to go back on the train to rescue Rainer from it.” And some point along the way her memory had come back. And then there was that whole being Dark Fae thing that she really didn’t like. “Speaking of Rainer, I married him in the dream. Hand-fasting ceremony.” And if anyone had thought her relationship with Lara had been a whirlwind romance, then Bo’s relationship with Rainer took it to a completely different level considering she’d forgotten he existed for a period of time.

“I hope not, but it’s all up to how badly Kenzi is affected by this as well. I’ll understand if she wants distance from me. I’m kind of the thing she hates right now, which is fae.” Well, she hated them in the dreams, but the dreams also took place in the fae world. Here? It was completely the opposite. Bo was the odd one out, being the lone fae in a human world.

Sometimes she did feel a little out of place because of it, but those tended to come on the days when she’d remember she’d outlive almost everyone here.

Lara wrinkled her nose. While things with Bo had indeed been kind of whirlwind, that was something else entirely. “Kenzi loves you. I don’t think that’ll be a problem for you. You’re both mature, and you’ve been through too much in both worlds to throw it away when you have an outside view of everything.”

“I hope so, but I’m not going to push it if she’s not ready.” Bo knew that there were times when it was best to not force Kenzi to talk about things. Sometimes it was best to just let Kenzi process on her own, then let her know when she was ready to talk about things.

Also Kenzi’s maturity could definitely be questionable at times, but that was part of the reason Bo loved her. Sometimes one just needed to throw responsibility to the wind and have fun, damn the consequences.

“She’ll be ready eventually. Give her space, but don’t give her too much space.” Lara thought there had to be a middle ground between ignoring someone and smothering them. Enough so Kenzi knew Bo was willing to listen, at least.

“Yeah, I know.” Bo sighed heavily. “I just wish things could’ve worked out in the dreams.” There was nothing she could do about that, nothing she could do to change what had happened. All she could do was watch her life crash and burn because she refused to do anything to actually fix the problems.

And she was seeing that Kenzi was right, that she was selfish. She was questioning whether that trait translated to this life or not once again.

“Maybe things still will?” Lara tried to sound hopeful, even though it was hard to believe. She moved behind Bo, rubbing her shoulders and pressing her thumb into a tension knot. “The dreams can often be surprising. And while we can’t entirely stop what we become because of them, we still have a choice in this life, that we didn’t have in that other.”

Bo groaned a bit when Lara started rubbing her shoulders. She liked getting a shoulder rub. When Lara pressed her thumb into the tension knot, she hissed a little, but didn’t pull away. It hurt, but it also felt good. “Yeah, at least we have here. Here, Kenzi’s not surrounded by fae, she’s not the lone human in a fae world. It’s kind of the opposite, actually. I’m the lone fae in a human world.”

Obviously Bo was aware there were others that dreamt who were also various types of immortals, but she was the only fae from her dream world here.

“But a lot of us have an understanding of the unusual.” Lara had fought gods and demons, there were others with powers and others who were gods. It was fascinating, but it also meant Bo wasn’t entirely alone.

“I understand what you mean, though. That’s no substitute for someone who’s experienced the same thing.”

“I know, and it is nice to know there are others who are immortal as well, but I don’t share a dream world with them and we are still different.” Such as vampires in Bo’s world were just another type of fae. In someone else’s dream world, a succubus was a type of demon that lived in Hell.

“Still though, Orange County being the seat of all that’s weird in this world is oddly comforting to be around sometimes.” Especially considering she had to hide what she really was to the rest of the world. She wasn’t planning on telling her parents, that would just break the fragile relationship they were reforging.

Not to mention Bo knew how that conversation would go from her own dreams. And she definitely wasn’t going to walk down that path again.

“Ever thought about moving elsewhere?” Lara asked. Maybe taking her away from Kenzi was an idea if things fell through with them. For her part Lara would always be a little sore on Bo’s behalf that Kenzi had declined the offer to live with them.

“Yes, but obviously not without you.” Bo had been hurt when Kenzi had declined the offer to live with them. The dreams had made her like having Kenzi that close to her. But she’d also understood, which is why she hadn’t really voiced it to anyone other than Lara early on.

“I’ve always thought about plans. Back up plans mostly. Some people stop dreaming when they leave, but even when we’re on vacation I still dream old dreams.” Not usually the traumatic ones, but she didn’t want to say something to make that happen.

“No dreaming is so very tempting right now. I’ll take repeats over any new dreams.” Bo didn’t really want to see what was coming in her dreams. All she wanted was some peace. But Orange County rarely let them all live in peace for very long.

“Maybe we should schedule something for later this summer. A short little vacation. I have some things I need to do this month but I’ll have more free time in August, if that could work?”

“I think that would be perfect.” Getting away for a while would definitely be nice. Sometimes getting out of Orange County was needed for one’s sanity. Sure they had been on their honeymoon in the recent past, but after these last couple dreams? Bo could seriously do with something relaxing and fun.

“I’ll surprise you,” Lara promised. She stepped away from Bo, taking the bottle from earlier and putting it back in the liquor cabinet. “Lets go out for lunch. Find a nice cafe. Something entirely normal.”

Bo remained on the floor when Lara got up. “I’m not hungry, and I’d rather stay in.” Normally she’d want to just snuggle up to Lara on the couch, but right now she more felt like sitting on the dock and watching the waves on the ocean.

Lara froze, then nodded her head. “Okay love, we’ll stay here.” She was willing to work with anything that would help Bo, or at least make the next month a little easier on her. Or the night.

A small part of her wondered if they were, in the end, somehow doomed.

She drew in a slow, deep breath and let it out. Bo really didn’t want to dream anymore. It wasn’t worth it when she didn’t have Kenzi there with her. Maybe if she’d managed to sneak out of the crack house and not woken Kenzi up, none of the past four years would have happened. Maybe Kenzi would have been better off not getting mixed up in all the fae crap.

“I’m going to go sit on the dock. You can come if you want.” Bo said as she got up, though she didn’t expect it.

“I’ll join you with some tea,” Lara promised. She wouldn’t let Bo go through this alone, and a Croft always kept their promises.