Hello guys! So I'm back with the sequel :) It's a bit short since I didn't have a lot of time to write a much longer one and I didn't want u guys to wait for so long to get the chap. Anyway, the update will be a little bit slow with this story but only until I finish the exam that I'm gonna be taking in a few weeks. I'm gonna be very busy until then, and probably after too but not as busy as now. I hope u like this one :)

A quick shoutout to ZoieFan who agreed to be my beta in this story ^^ Thank You!

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Finding You

Four months into the war.

I smiled as I enjoyed the heat coming from the sun while I laid on the grassy field. I took a deep breath when a gust of warm wind passed by, blowing a few strands of my hair over my face. It was a warm and beautiful day; the sky clear and bright. Not a single sound of screaming voices could be heard, and no smell of dark and heavy smoke filled my nose.

Everything was at peace. The only sound that I heard was the sound of her heartbeat, filling my ears like music. When another gust of wind blew by, my nose was filled with the familiar scent of vanilla which made me smile even wider. I could hear her heartbeat getting louder as I felt her moving closer towards me. I opened my eyes and met her beautiful brown ones. She was looking down at me with a big smile on her face. Her face was breathtakingly beautiful.

"Hey," I said as I tucked a strand of her beautiful blonde hair behind her ear.

"Hello," she replied, moving some of my hair away from my face. Her smile never left her face.

"How long have you been here?" I asked, not taking my eyes off of hers.

"I've always been here, Bo. I'm always here with you," she replied in a soft voice.

"I miss you," I sighed and placed a hand on her cheek.

"I know...I miss you too," she said, placing a hand over mine.

"I miss the sound of your voice, the warmth of your touch, the sound of your laughter that always lightens me up, those little sparks in your eyes that I always loved, and your soft lips when we kiss...," I sighed and looked down at her lips before I closed the gap between us. Her lips were as soft and sweet as the first time I kissed them. I slowly pulled away, opening my eyes to meet hers.

"I miss everything about you, Lauren," I added before I let out a small sigh. I began to brush my thumb against her cheek before I spoke again.

"I don't know if I'll ever see you again, Lauren. I'm so sorry," I whispered as a tear fell off my face. Then I closed my eyes. I didn't want to see the sadness and disappointment in her eyes after saying those words.

"You will, Bo," I heard her whisper back. I felt her hand slide up on the side of my face, wiping my tears away.

"How?" I asked in a brittle voice.

"I need you to wake up, Bo," she replied softly.

"Why? I am happier here. Being in a dream with you is so much better than being out there without you. You're gone, Lauren there is nothing for me to go back to," I replied and opened my eyes meeting her teary ones.

Before I could ask what was wrong, she bent down and gave me a soft and passionate kiss. When she pulled away from our kiss a single teardrop fell off her face, dropping down to my cheek.

"I will see you very soon, Bo. But for now you have to wake up," she said softly, and another teardrop fell onto my face as she moved away from me.

"Where are you going?" I asked as I caught her hand; stopping her from walking away. "I don't want to lose you," I whispered to her.

"You won't," she said with a smile. "Just wake up, Bo," she replied. It almost looked like she was turning into a ghost as she slowly faded away.

"Lauren, wait!" I shouted as I tried to grab her hand, but I couldn't touch her. All I was doing was grabbing air.

"Wake up, Bo. Wake up," I could hear her voice filling the air around me.

"Lauren, please don't leave me! Lauren!" I shouted and pleaded for her to come back as tears ran down my face. After what felt like hours of calling out her name, I realized that she was not coming back. I laid back down on the ground and cried myself to sleep.

The next time I opened my eyes I was lying on some wet ground with raindrops falling down onto my face. I was not in the meadow anymore; I was in some kind of forest. I was back to reality. When I felt a cold hand touch my cheek, I realized that I was not alone. Both my aunt and uncle were kneeling on the ground by each of my sides. They were discussing something, but my head was not clear enough to listen and understand what they were talking about.

"Bo! You're awake!" my aunt said in a ringing voice which made me cringe a little.

"Wh- what- " I gasped when I felt a sharp pain in my upper body. I grasped the grass on the ground until the pain passed. "Shit," I hissed and closed my eyes.

"Lay still, Bo. You need all the energy you have right now," my uncle said calmly, though when I took a quick glimpse at him, the worry was plastered all over his face. "Your aunt is using some herbs to lessen the pain," he added.

"What happened?" I asked in a croaky voice.

"We headed here into the forest to get some herbal plants to cure the injured," my uncle began to explain. I could feel my aunt's hands working on my injury. I didn't dare to open my eyes and look at the damage right now, the pain a while ago made me dizzy.

"While we were doing what we came here for, we heard someone shouting for help," my uncle stopped when I grimaced as I felt another sharp pain all over my upper body. I gave a small nod; telling him to continue to talk. It was a distraction that I needed right now.

"We were not together then, we separated to gather as many plants as possible in the short period of time that we had. You were the one who got to the screaming girl first. When I arrived to the spot where the voice came from, you were already lying on the floor unconscious. Then your aunt and Dyson arrived after. The knife that stabbed you was poisoned. We couldn't move you or else the poison would've spread faster. We have been trying to wake you ever since; you had to be conscious for the medicine to work. So we are glad that you are awake now, sweetheart," I could feel his hand on top of mine when he was done talking.

I lay quietly on the ground as I tried to recall what had happened. It took a few minutes before everything came back to me. "The- there was a man...," I mumbled.

"That would be the man that attacked you. He is dead, don't worry," my uncle replied.

"The little girl," I whispered and slowly opened my eyes. I turned my head slightly to the side to avoid the raindrops falling into my eyes. "Is she-"

"She is well. Dyson is with her right now, taking her back to safety," my uncle replied with a small smile.

"This is not going to work. Bo, you need to feed," my aunt said in a gentle voice.

"No," I replied flatly.

"Bo, please. The herbs are not working, the poison is spreading, you need to feed," my aunt pleaded.

"Just this once, Bo," my uncle suggested, hoping that it would help convince me.

"I already told you that I-" I let out a gasp before I screamed in agony when a sudden pain hit me in the abdomen and down to my legs. All I could feel was pain. Nothing but a sharp and horrible pain. I dug my fingers into the ground as I gasped for some air.

"Bo! What happened? When did she wake up?" I could hear Dyson's worried voice coming towards us.

"The poison is spreading and the herbs are not working. She has to heal," my aunt said in a trembling voice. "But she won't."

"Bo, it's me Dyson. Can you hear me? Feed from me, Bo. You need it," he demanded.

"No!" I growled as the pain slowly faded away. I took deep steady breaths as I felt my body starting to relax.

"Yes, Bo. If you don't feed you are going to die!" Dyson growled.

"I'm feeling better. The pain is gone," I breathed out and slowly opened my eyes.

"The pain will get worse in a minute, Bo. It's how this poison works, you feel the pain little by little until your body cannot handle it any longer," my aunt explained.

"I can't feed from you, Dyson. Or any of you. You are going to need all the energy you have for this damn war, and I am not taking that chance that you have on surviving this," I explained in a winded voice. I closed my eyes when I felt the pain returning. I took a deep breath, preparing myself for what was to come.

"Dammit, Bo!" I heard Dyson hiss before I felt cold lips over mine. I opened my eyes widely and shook my head as I tried to push him away from me, but I was too weak. When I felt another jolt of pain in my body, I had no choice but to feed off him. As much as I didn't want to do it, it was my only chance at survival.

Present time.

I tossed my stethoscope onto my desk before I flopped down on the small leather sofa in the corner of my office. I was exhausted. It was a very long and hectic day at work today. I worked for nearly twenty hours straight since I had to do overtime after the emergency call. A man was critically injured after being hit by a drunk driver on the sidewalk. If the patient had not been sent to the hospital for surgery in time, I doubted that he would have made it. The impact was hard which gave him a head concussion and a fractured leg. But the important thing right now was that he was stable. I could finally go home and get some rest to gain some energy for another long shift tomorrow.

I took the keys out of my pocket as soon as I stepped on the front porch and unlocked the door. I walked inside the house and hung my coat before I closed and locked the door behind me. When I entered the living room, I heard a low sound coming from the television. I walked over to the couch and smiled when I saw Nathan sleeping on the couch, holding the remote control. I slowly took the remote from his hand and turned off the television. Every time I got home from work, I would always find him here in the living room either fast asleep on the couch or wide awake watching television. I knelt down on the floor before I gently shook his arm. It only took one gentle shake for him to open his eyes.

"Wake up, sleepy head. You fell asleep watching television again," I pointed out.

"My favourite show was on," he said waving his hand in the air as he sat up. He opened his mouth wide as he yawned before he looked at me with his deep blue sleepy eyes.

"Well you have class tomorrow, young man. How many times do I have to tell you not to stay up so late during weekdays?" I said raising my eyebrow.

"Enough...," he groaned, scratching his dark wavy hair.

"Right," I said with a smile. "Why don't you head upstairs and get some more sleep, you are going to need it," I added.

"You need sleep more than I do," he mumbled as he looked right at me before he stood up from the chair.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I called after him.

"Goodnight, Lauren," he mumbled as he headed up the stairs.

"Goodnight, Tribble," I teased before I made my way to the kitchen.

"I told you to stop calling me that," he protested before I heard his bedroom door close.

When I was done with my dinner, which was technically also my lunch, I headed upstairs to take a quick shower before bed. I smiled when I saw Erica sleeping on my bed; her curly strawberry-blonde hair covering the side of her face. I brushed off some of her hair and gave her a light kiss on the cheek. She stirred a little before she slowly opened her eyes. She gave me a sleepy smile as her pale green eyes met mine.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you," I whispered. "Just go back to sleep," I added with a smile.

She closed her eyes and smiled. "Come to bed with me," she mumbled in a sleepy voice.

"I'm just taking a quick shower, I'll be right back," I replied before I went into the bathroom.

"Hurry..." I hear her mumble before I closed the bathroom door.

When I got out of the shower, Erica was already fast asleep. I tiptoed my way to the bed and slowly tucked myself under the blanket beside her. The second I closed my eyes, I felt her arm sliding around my waist. I opened my eyes and turned to my side to face her. Her eyes were closed but I knew that she was at least half awake.

"How was work?" she asked.

"It was hectic," I said with a sigh, brushing her cheek with my thumb.

"You want to talk about it?" she asked and slowly opened one of her eyes.

"No," I shook my head. "I just want to get some sleep," I replied.

"Good. Because I can barely keep my eyes open," she chuckled.

I gave a small laugh before I rested my head on her shoulder, burying my face in the crook of her neck. "Good night," I whispered and closed my eyes.

"Good night." she replied and pulled me closer to her.

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I took another shot of tequila before I stared back down at the table. I just got out of my world five days ago, entering this new world that I had only ever heard stories of. We called it the human world; a world that I have longed to travel to ever since I first heard of it.

When I was a child, I only heard stories about this world. Stories told by my parents when they tucked me into bed at night, by my aunt and uncle every time we visited them, and by my friends who heard stories from their parents. The human world didn't sound that fascinating to me at that time, it sounded...boring. Maybe it was because the humans didn't have any abilities like we fae had. There were no creatures like fairies or unicorns which I loved playing with when I was a child. All I knew was that they had these things called TV which sounded fun at that time, and some sort of flying vehicle that took you up to the sky, which I now know was called an airplane. Getting my abilities was the most exciting thing that I knew as a child. I remembered wanting to get it earlier so I could brag around about it in school. Being the first one in class to get abilities was a big deal. It's ironic to think about how badly I wanted to get rid of my ability right now. When I was a child I thought of it as a gift. But right now, I thought of it as a curse.

Things changed when I got older. I learned more about the human world, the species, and creatures that lived in it. It didn't take long for me to slowly gain some interest to learn more about it. I then got very active with this project by the F&H facility. A project where we would learn about the humans and their world. But what I was really intrigued about was meeting the humans and crossing over to their world. I had never been so focused on school before other than that time.

Then the day came when I met my first human being ever. His name was Kyle Williams. Things went well at first, we got along fast and I learned a lot about the humans and their world through him. Things were going so well that we dove into a deeper relationship, being more than just friends. And it was my biggest mistake. I could still remember everything very clearly. Every single detail of that moment, memories from that day haunted me till this day. The day where I almost killed him. Everything changed after that day. I told myself that I wouldn't go near any human being until I learned to control my abilities. But after a long time of self-doubt, I told myself that I would never get to interact with another human being again, and I would never get to see the world that I had longed to see.

I buried myself into darkness for years; I would say that I had changed a lot since that day. But then I met her. Lauren Lewis. The girl that changed my life in a most beautiful and unexpected way. She shed a light in the darkness that I was in. She proved me wrong when I thought of myself as a monster. She was everything to me. And now I've lost her.

"Not done moping yet?" Tamsin asked as I played with my empty glass.

"Shut up...," I grumbled.

She sighed and took the glass away from my hand. I turned around and gave her a warning look. "Can't I enjoy a drink for at least a minute here?" I protested.

"I wouldn't call this enjoying you know," she raised an eyebrow.

"Well I don't care what you call it," I turned back to the bartender and asked him for another shot.

"We have been here for almost a week now...and all you have done is get wasted in bars."

"Give me a break. I've been through a lot," I replied before taking another shot.

"Well no shit. I was there too, Bo! You are not the only one who lost a home, a family, and friends!" The pain and anger in her voice made me realize what I had just said. It's true, she was there. And here I was making her feel sorry for me. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair before I turned around to face her.

"I'm sorry," I apologized. "It's just that I don't know what to do, Tamsin..." I looked down at the floor as I blinked back my tears.

"You do what you came here for, Bo. Find Lauren. That's what you came here for, right?" her voice was softer this time.

"Yes, but it's not that easy. She doesn't know who I am, what am I supposed to say when I see her? I can't just tell her everything, she would think that I'm crazy," I said in a tremulous voice.

"Well you are already crazy so- ow!" Tamsin exclaimed as she rubbed her arm that I just hit.

"I'm being serious here," I gave her a look.

"Alright. Alright, it's not that ea-"

"Oh and don't forget the fact that it's been what? Eleven years?! She could be living with someone right now, happily married with kids," I breathed out after revealing the heavy thoughts that I had kept to myself these past few days.

"So why the hell are we here then?!" Tamsin's frustration was back.

"Because I promised!" I replied back in frustration as a tear fell off my face. "I promised," I whispered as I turned around and began fidgeting with the empty glass again.

I heard Tamsin sigh before she took a sip of her drink. I could feel her staring at me, but I didn't dare to look back. One more word about Lauren and I think I may start to cry; this was not the right time nor place to do that.

"Alright...I can't just sit here and watch you get shit faced everyday. We need to find Lauren and plan things out from there. Does she live around here?"

"She did eleven years ago," I mumbled.

"Good, then we start by asking around. That should be easy with your abilities," she added.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked, turning around to face her.

"Because I heard that it is what friends do, dumdum. And I'm really tired of babysitting your ass."

I pushed her slightly and let out a small laugh before I took her drink and finished it. She was about to protest but I told her that it was the last one for the night. She laughed and rolled her eyes before we walked out of the bar. Tomorrow would be a whole new day. Tomorrow will be the day that we would start our search for her, for Lauren, for my Lauren. Was she even still mine?

What do u guys think? :) ...You guys probably have a lot of questions right now; about what happened during those 11 yrs and probably something from this chapter. You will know all the answers little by little, so I'm gonna need a lil bit of patience from u guys ^^