Let Loose.

Let Loose. Chapters 1-9

Chapter 1

"God Lauren, get a grip," She thought in exasperation. The doctor had been struggling since, THAT NIGHT! The night that The Ash sent her to the cracked and peeling door of the woman of her dreams. Before everything had gone into complete chaos.

Since meeting and examining (if you could call her unprofessional feeling up session, an examination) the mysterious fae, that had been hidden from them, she had been unable to think about anyone else. And while in the beginning she had thought that it was because of the succubus using her powers on her in an effort to escape that had caused this reaction, it didn't go away. The blonde had been drawn to Bo, like a moth to a very dangerous hot flame and it wasn't because she was a succubus, but because she was the most amazing woman she had ever met. All the exotic beauty wanted was to be normal, too not be a monster. Lauren's heart had gone out to the human loving fae and had immediately started to aid Bo in her quest to control her raging fae nature, going against The Ash's orders. She had thought that she had covered her tracks well from her master, but he had known all along. She and Bo had flirted openly and grew closer with each meeting. The Ash sat back and waited, watching the succubus' trust in her grow.

"And then he used that relationship," she thought bitterly to herself, anger and regret rising to the surface again. The Ash had confronted her after her failure to keep Bo contained and she had seen the disappointment in his eyes. He told her the only thing she had done right that night was getting Dyson to fix her mess, before things had gone beyond repair. Dyson, that name caused the doctor to feel sick to her stomach. How had she deluded herself to think she had any chance against him for Bo's affections.

"Umm Doctor, I thinks the wound is clean enough now!"

Lauren snapped out of her internal dialogue, remembering where she was and refocused on the large ten inch gash, running up her patients arms. "Sorry," she mumbled to the older looking fae sitting on the gurney, looking at her curiously. She hated herself for letting herself fall for Bo so damn hard. Lauren new that it would end badly all along and still she had let her heart rule her head and now her very work was suffering because of that weakness.

"Would you like to talk about whatever is tying you into knots Dr. Lewis. Do I need to be worried about losing my arm because you are wound up so tight?" The man said the words playfully, and she smiled at his attempt to raise her dire mood. The blonde, finally able to slip comfortably into her calm and stoic doctor mode, stitched up the gash with small, neat and expertly crafted stitches. She then wrapped up the faes arm with gauze and then bandaged it up.

"I will need to check on it in a few days. Call me if you get any discomfort from the wound or surrounding area. I would also caution you on the dangers of keeping hell hounds as pets, maybe you should try something a little less... um life threatening in a pet," Lauren says, giving the man a genuine smile for the first time since he had arrived, bleeding all over her lab.

"Thank you Dr. Lewis. I will take your warning into advisement. But they are such wonderful, majestic creatures, this is the fist time one has actually turned on me." The doctor shakes the outstretched hand of the fae, noticing for the first time that he reminded her of her grandfather, he had a gentleness that she rarely saw in this world amongst the fae. The blonde gasps as she feels the warm tingly sensation spreading from her hand, up into her arm and then dispersing throughout her body.

"What was that?" Lauren questions, releasing the now smiling man's hand.

"A gift Doctor, it will wear off in a few days. You are wound a little too tight, it is not healthy. I just gave you a little something, so that you can let loose. Letting your troubles fester, by keeping everything bottled up inside is not good for you Dr. Lewis. I hope that my gift will help you release all of your troubles by lowering your inhibitions and fears, go out enjoy yourself. I will see you in a couple of days. Enjoy the new found freedom that my touch has given you." With another smile the fae grabs his jacket from the end of the bed and shrugs it on as he meanders care free out of the lab, the doors swishing with his departure.