Well, what can I say other than MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS! We survived a couple of hurricanes, got power on and off and on again, our internet went into the shitter and now it's back so why not celebrate with some new chapters all around? (You read that right… ALL around.) I hope I see some reviews of how excited we all are that this story is back. :)

Cheers eh!

Last_Dragomir

Disclaimer: All Lost Girl characters belong to their rightful owners, I'm just contributing to my own storylines and character development.

Chapter 12:

I was sad to say the joy of the moment although eternal in our hearts, was short lived. It was Zoe the first one to voice what I had spoken of before. The baby was way too big to how far along Bo should've been. From then on I had jumped with tests, lab work and everything else I could think of to figure out why the gestation period was abnormal. It had been two weeks with no answers and I was growing as impatient as Bo's growing stomach.

The Succubus was indeed insatiable lately and I had to give her my all in the bedroom as well as running errands. She often had the weirdest cravings like sardine Sundays –no, not the day- and crab meat nachos. I shuddered thinking about it but at least she'd have the decency of washing up after consuming, so I couldn't complain much.

Everything else had taken a back seat: From Emanuelle to my Serum, everything had been neglected in favor of monitoring Bo's health. If it hadn't been for Alycia I wouldn't have continued to monitor myself but she was adamant to take care of me while I took care of everyone else. I wouldn't deny her, she was definitely right, but I was not bothered by things that were now trivial. I felt stronger every day and with Bo's voracious appetite I was getting fed continuously.

"You know I've been doing a lot of thinking for the last few days and I even went and had my stars read." Trick started from where he had been quiet in the living room.

The Blood King had been spending way more time here than ever before. I was in the process of selling my apartment so that we could buy an actual house and he was helping us pack and keep the movers in line. He insisted he knew a Light moving company that was reliable but he had been keeping a close eye on them so they wouldn't steal so I thought it ironic.

"Oh yeah? Did that help any?" I asked genuinely curious. Frankly, I was tired of Bo's mood swings so I welcomed the conversations with the old man.

"Yeah, it actually did! Around the fourth month, Isabeau's mood swings stopped-Thankfully!- It changed for something else, but I remember it not being as bad as her mood swings. If Bo is anything like her grandmother Fae help you, Doctor." Trick chuckled and I smiled half-heartedly before turning to the door for it had swung open.

"We're home!" Kenzie announced walking in the door with Bo in tow. "See Doc, all toes and hairs accounted for. Jr is fine too…"

"HIS NAME WON'T BE JUNIOR!" Bo rolled her eyes and Kenzie just laughed nodding.

Trick and I laughed along as I took the woman in. Pregnancy suited Bo. She was her perfect self but a bump was already visible and slight changes were a sight to behold. Her face was slightly rounder but not by much while her cheeks were adorable, the now visible bump always had a hand on it as if she was protecting the baby at all times. Her breast had grown even more if possible and in the intimacy of her bedroom, I'd explore them over and over again.

"Laurent please!" Bo groaned and I closed my eyes ashamed as Kenzie and Trick looked at us confused.

"The movers are done for the day and I just wanted to see Bo arrive safe and sound, Kenzie would you mind taking me home? Remember the move-in date is tomorrow everything is almost set up." Trick offered as Kenzie nodded.

"Yeah, I was heading out anyways, I have to set up my new room in the house, no way you know what I like Doc Muffin." Kenzie laughed and Trick bid his farewells with us before walking out with Kenzie.

Bo had moved to the living room, it was bare except for the couch that was getting tossed after tomorrow. I could see her looking around the room with melancholy and I sat at the opposite end of the couch propping her feet on my lap before starting to knead at the knots I found there. Bo's head fell back with enjoyment as I massaged her swollen feet when all of the sudden her head popped up and her hands flew to her belly in a rush. My heart hammered with worry as I watched her.

"Is there anything wrong?" I asked panicked as a slow smile stretched across Bo's lips and she pulled my hands to her stomach.

That was the first time I felt the baby kick. It was magical as I stared at Bo with awe. I felt my eyes brim with tears as I leaned carefully and kissed her lips gently but purposely. Bo's arms wrapped around me and pulled me in as her tongue danced over my swollen bottom lip and parted them for easy access. I moaned into her mouth as her tongue touched mine and it was then that she forced me off her with a resounding push. I landed on the floor dumbfounded. Before I could ask her what was going on Bo scoffed at me and shook her head in disdain.

"You only want me for sex!" she spat as my head hammered with the accusation.

"Of course not Bo!" I called out to no avail.

"Bullshit! You're like every man now!" Bo yelled and I flinched as tears welled in my eyes.

I had to repeat to myself this wasn't Bo, this was her condition. She was probably going through some adverse Succubi pregnancy side effect but I couldn't really muster up much of a reaction as I sat there on the floor where she had thrown me.

"Here you go knocking me up and expecting me to change my whole life! I have to move and do everything to please you!" Bo accused once more and I flinched as a tear escaped me.

"Bo please this isn't you…" I whispered.

"And this isn't you either Lauren." She spat and walked over me and out of the house.

I wept. I wept like I had never wept before because it hurt so badly. It was something I couldn't describe quite well into words. One thing was thinking Bo would not want me in this form anymore and another was experiencing it. It was a huge void of nothing that left me breathless. I was so taken aback I could not even stand to go after Bo.

I don't know how long had passed that Kenzie had walked into the house with a worried look. I had let my mind run in all the panic-induced scenarios I had not allowed myself to think of until now. I had fought to stay positive along the worse of these two weeks, but my mind was growing as weary as my body. Bo's words replayed over and over in my mind as I looked up to meet Kenzie's saddened eyes. I was sitting in the same spot where Bo had left me before the young goth stared dumbfounded at the state she had just found me in and cursed angrily in Russian. She gathered her small arms from under my armpits and raised me up with a strength that surprised me.

"Please come home." Kenzie begged as I fought to not cry again. "It's not really home without you in it."

"I don't think Bo wants that." I admitted and Kenzie shook her head.

"That's not true Laurent, her pregnancy is being mean to you and it will pass, you will have an amazing baby and then bam amazing succu-sex." Kenzie wiggled her eyebrows at the insinuation as I groaned in anger remembering the discussion.

"Look Bo won't tell me what happened but with the last few days I could tell it was something to do with you. I know you guys are probably going through something rough but at least come home, I have a couch, I don't want you here alone tonight cause she moved from morning sickness to cuntaville so… please?"

"Alright, alright Kenz." I smirked and chuckled sniffling pitifully.

I managed to pick myself up and help Kenzie pack the last box left in the house. We both gave it a long hard look before I picked up the box and followed a teary-eyed Kenzie to my car. She had been driving it more than me these past few days and I didn't mind at all, she had been a godsend through all this and had kept Bo and I together more than once. Kenzie had been right, Bo's constant mood swings and anger towards me was getting to a boiling point for sure. I wanted to keep strong and keep repeating the mantra I had given myself: this wasn't her; this was a side-effect of her pregnancy. However, with each new day came something worse or more hurtful than the last time. Today I wasn't sure if I could recover from.

It wasn't a long drive for Kenzie and I but when we got to the new house Bo had already fallen asleep in the main room where our clothes and everything had been set up. We were sharing a master suite with a built-in nursery on the side and all of our possessions had been boxed up to that side of the house. After we got there Kenzie insisted on keeping me company but I dismissed it with a smile and an assurance that I was going to be fine. With a sad smile and a pat on my knee, I watched the goth leave for her room in the other side of the house which was separated by the living room, the dining room, kitchen and my office.

I settled in the living room which had the couch and not much else besides the box with the surround sound system in the corner. I was saddened by the things Bo said but like Kenzie had pointed out, it was probably all a big side effect of the pregnancy. We didn't know much about it still and I hoped we knew more soon. I turned on the TV to distract myself after I had shed my jacket and sat on a tank-top and sweats. Bo worried me as I flipped the channels I was already anxious by her growing size, the mood swings were also getting worse. I huffed after seeing a move-in company commercial and realized they'd probably be angry in the morning with our presence. The movers would have to deal with us jumping the gun by a few hours but who really cared? I sat there relaxing on the living room couch as I stared at the infomercial of the muted television.

Sometime that night I had fallen asleep because I woke up being shaken awake as I opened my eyes in a slight panic. Kenzie shushed me with her finger after making sure I wasn't going to make her fly with a brusque movement. She motioned towards the Master bedroom with her head and pressed her finger against her lip so I would keep silent. I frowned as I recognized the sound of Bo's crying clearly as if I was in the room with her. I worried right away and walked rapidly towards the room. I held the desire to throw the door off its hinges and peered through the crack of it. Bo has curled up under my sweater once again; she was wide awake and had a picture of us in her hand. I bit my lip as I held back the tears.

With a pang of sadness in my heart, I pulled away from the door and rushed by Kenzie out the door. I could hear Bo whisper my name as I left the house and I wondered if she was calling me or recalling my woman self. I cringed at the thought and hopped in the car Vex loved so much. I peeled out quickly as my heart hammered and my mind raced.

I hated driving barefoot but I had to get out of the house. I couldn't really sit there and take the truth hitting me in the face. Bo wanted me, the real me and I simply couldn't and didn't know how to deliver it. I wanted to hold her, to enjoy our pregnancy and deal with the easy goings of parenthood. I should've known better being Fae. Nothing was ever that simple, now was it?

I found myself in front of the last place I expected. I haphazardly parked my tuner in the front and jumped out in a slight panic. The butler eyed me with disdain at the sight of my shirtless, shoeless body and scoffed. I growled and pushed past him with my bigger frame as he gasped taken aback when I mumbled I was Doctor Lewis.

As I started going up the familiar stairs I was met by the slam of a door and a scream of the butler's name. I knew she was mad, but I was glad she was awake. I ruffled my hair as I met her halfway up the stairs and she glanced at my broken frame with sadness. She opened her arms and took me in her embrace before barking at the help.

"I tried to tell him these weren't visiting hours-" the butler tried.

"HE HAS NO VISITING HOURS! THIS IS MY NIECE AND SHE CAN COME AND GO AS SHE PLEASES!" Auntie roared at him as the butler apologized profusely still confused. "GO TO WHATEVER HOLE YOU SLEEP IN AT NIGHT!"

With that, the man disappeared at once and she pulled me back so she could see my face. I had started crying somewhere in the middle of this and I must've looked pitiful. Aunt Evony gave me a fond look and wiped my tears.

"What is it snot cookie?" she asked gently. "You look so saddened."

"Bo wants Lauren," I whispered and Evony frowned.

"But you're…"

"She wants me as a woman… she has said as much." I flinched as Auntie rolled her eyes.

"Nonsense! This Succubus pregnancy bullshit has me up to here!" she pointed at her forehead "I need you to hold on until tomorrow. I have been pulling some strings here, I am NOT in the mood to be second guessing with my grandnephew!"

Suddenly my heart swelled as I saw the fierceness in her eyes. Could it be she actually loved our baby already? I could see she had noticed not only her words but how I was looking at her and she poked her tongue at me in a mock.

"What? Sue me!" she threw her hands up caught. "I'm excited about your baby Lau… It'll be all your smarts and probably the Succubus' bite, which I am a fan of."

I laughed and sniffled as I nodded agreeing. I had thought about it every second. Who would the baby look like? Would they be an Incubus or Succubus as well? Would they be smart or like to fight? Would they be brunette or blonde? Would they have that gorgeous beauty mark next to Bo's lip?

"I'd hope so." I smiled sadly as I looked up.

"Finally a worthy heir! I always thought it'd be you my child, but then you fell for the Succubus and it all went to hell. Literally, you brought hell into this family Lau." Auntie reminded me and I laughed.

"Well, to be fair hell's daughter is pretty hot." I defended myself and she laughed.

"You thought with your nuts even before you had them, explains so much!" Auntie laughed and I followed feeling so much better. "Listen, hun, I know it's hard and if Bo's anything like the cow she looks like she could be, she's probably being hella mean. If she misses Lauren too fucking bad because this is the hand you guys have been dealt with right now."

"I know but…" I tried and she shook her head.

"There's a baby on the way, Lauren, you guys don't get to say 'well this got too fucking hard'. I made that mistake once, and you know I've regretted it my whole life." Her face turned sad before it steeled again with her resolve. "Go home, God knows it's gorgeous with how you dipped into your fund… and makeup with the mother of your baby."

It was an order coated with love and I smiled. It was as good as it got with her and I took it. It was exactly what I needed. I hugged her against her wishes and bid her a goodbye as she reminded me to wear a proper shirt next time I came to visit her.

I took the road back more calmly trying to set my thoughts straight. I enjoyed the sunrise as I let my mind wander to my aunt's words. I knew she was right and we had to make this work. I trusted her to know that if she had answers coming then I could hold off until then to make drastic choices. I would never abandon Bo nor the baby but perhaps they needed space from me.

By the time I got to the house Bo was on the porch with a mug of tea. Her eyes looked tired and her smile was apologetic as she saw me pulling into the driveway. It seemed like the movers were applying the last finishing touches early and she had been kicked out of the house. I parked carefully as to not interfere and walked slowly towards the brunette feeling the still dewy grass on my toes. Bo produced a mug of coffee from behind her and offered it to me as I got to her. I took it in silence and took a seat beside her as we watched the morning sun start to warm up the landscape.

I felt her lean her head on my shoulder as her hand found it's favorite place a top of her belly. She let out a big sigh and I wrapped my arm around her. Bo burrowed into me deeper and groaned wrinkling her nose.

"Your smell is off." She declared and I braced for another mood swing. "I must be losing my mind. I know you smell delectable."

I marveled at the fact that she wasn't berating me at this moment. It felt like a blissful morning if I wasn't walking on eggshells. I wanted us to work on this but how? I didn't want to bring it up for fear of another hurtful fight.

"I miss you, Lauren." She whispered. "I don't know if it's the pregnancy or me… but I just I miss your delicate frame below me… how I would feel you from the inside… your perfect breast…"

I almost wept at the admission but held back from it blowing hot air through my nose. I didn't know what to say so I stayed silent letting the words wash over me. I missed me too, I missed all those things she said and more. I was now a well-tuned oiled man-machine who shaved every morning and peed standing up, but it was all a façade to cover how much I missed being a woman.

"I miss it too Bo," I whispered finally finding my voice. "I don't know what to do about it, really. I mean, between you and the baby-"

Bo cringed and nodded as she recollected what I had said. Her hands tightened around my waist and a big sigh was gone through her lips.

"I thought you'd leave me this time. I'm a real bitch right now." Bo breathed with a shaky tone. "I have no idea when it comes or how to stop it. However, you don't deserve any of this. I'm so sorry."

It broke my heart to realize she was crying and I held her closer letting her unload everything out. I rubbed the back of her shoulders and soothed her with my movements as she eventually sniffled down to hiccups by the time the sun was hot on us and I could hear the movers start to pick their things up inside. I wanted to say something but I wasn't quite sure of what would be helpful at this moment to ease her longing for me.

We both jumped as the door swung open and the movers started to file out of the house smiling at us. By the time the last one went by he stood in front of me handing us the keys with a proud welcome speech he had prepared. We smiled and chuckled at the cheesy puns he prepared as the crew laughed along loading up their tools. In the end, we watched them drive off before walking into our brand-new living space. Everything looked as perfect as the designer said it would've been and Bo decided to run us a bath before we called in sick from the world. Apparently, Kenzie had taken off at the sight of the movers and it would be Bo and I alone all day.

I hesitated at first to get into the bath with Bo, her words had cut deeply into me and it still felt fresh and raw to be accompanied by the heartfelt confession this morning. I blushed as I got into the warm water as my movements were more conservative than usual, trying to cover the vast difference in our anatomies. Bo had taken the sponge in her hands, she was ever so gentle with me like she knew how much pain she had caused me before and wanted to wash it all away. I let her, closing my eyes and melting into Bo I took a second to imagine myself as I was. I imagined Bo lathering my breasts lavishly before dipping down past my navel…

I gasped as I felt Bo's hand on my not-so-foreign appendage firmly. I had gotten carried away with the thoughts of Bo's hands on me until I felt them really on me, on the not so new me. I whimpered at the sensation as my head leaned against the Succubus' shoulder while she kissed my forehead. I reached for her hand embarrassed still about the words we had exchanged but Bo was persistent as she kissed down my jawline and down to my neck. I moaned while she sucked at my pulse point and applied more pressure on y swollen need.

"Bo…" I whispered trying to muster something else to deny her.

"Please let me make you feel good, it's the least I can do." She whispered in my ear while moving her nimble fingers along places that made me buckle into her hand.

"I don't…" I struggled between pants "I don't want to make you un-uncomfortable."

"shhh." She finally silenced my protests as her lips swallowed my own and I let my mind wander off to just the feeling of her touch.

~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~

By the time I heard the doorbell I had washed the brand-new bathtub for the sixth time. Bo was somewhere in the kitchen making fun of my obsession with the Clorox but I was mortified of how weak I had been once Bo's hand was on my penis. Bo had been on a mission to convince me it was her pregnancy talking earlier and I was ashamed of how weak I was when the Succubus would seduce me. Bo was in the middle of making us lunch after looking for a movie for us to watch when the doorbell rung again.

"Babe, can you tell whoever it is to fuck off? Even after all that bathtub antics I need some Doctor in my life." Bo chuckled from the kitchen and I could practically feel her hunger through the wall.

I dropped the brush and took off the gloves throwing them in the trashcan before rinsing my hands and adjusting my pants before reaching the door. I would get uncomfortably tight when Bo would use that phrase now since I knew it meant she was hungry in a different way altogether. I didn't need to be answering the door with a chubby half-erection all the time now so I focused my mind on the steps of a colonoscopy to get myself off that train of thought. I had every intention of telling whoever it was to fuck off and go rip off Bo's clothes. It was an involuntary reaction to her libido, much like magnets, I could not deny Bo when she was in need of me. However, when I opened the door all thoughts of anything went away as my mind blanked in amazement of who was standing before me.

"My oh my, I hate to interrupt savory moments such as this but I was told to come over in haste. As dreamy as you are I find myself disappointed that Bo didn't keep the good Doctor around; now that was a smart and charming candidate." The woman in front of me sighed dreamily and while I swelled with pride, Bo's voice reached our ears at the same time.

"Lau come on babes who is it?" Bo sounded closer with every syllable as the older woman threw me a pleased smile while she now regarded me completely different.

"Hello there Ysabeau!" the woman smiled as Bo reached the door and went completely still as recognition flashed in her face instantly. "I'm so glad to find the Doctor is still the one for you!"

"Mom?" Bo whispered in astonishment as the older woman smirked and curtsied.

"Right here baby, oh look at you! You're positively radiant and round!" Aife gushed as she opened her arms.

Bo walked right over to her slowly in a daze that confirmed to me that she was as conflicted as I had thought she would be. Her mother was not the best memory she had in her mind, but I knew Bo had always wanted to change how that meeting had gone like. I couldn't understand how the woman here was in front of us look sane. How did she know where to find us?

"Mom? I… wow… how did you find us?" Bo asked what was in my mind.

"May I come in or am I to stay outside?" Aife asked as I stammered and invited her inside taking her lavish coat from her. She seemed fresh off of Europe and that was puzzling to me.

She walked in followed by Bo who threw me a puzzled look as I shrugged. I was just as confused as she was and I wasn't quite sure what to make of Aife being in my living room now. I walked into the house following the both after closing the door realizing that my afternoon had just turned a hell of a lot more interesting.

"This is a lot more stylish than that shack you were in Bo. I bet the Doctor had a lot to do with that. I apologize for not realizing it was you, you must get it quite often these days." Aife chuckled and I threw a laugh into the air.

"Faesus Bo, you are every mother's dream; the house, the hunk of a Doctor, a bun in the oven…" Aife started clapping slowly in awe "I am impressed, this is why I never liked the mutt, you could do so much better."

"It isn't about that Mom." Bo growled and Aife looked her up and down. "Oh my, we don't have as much time as I want. Are you still hating his guts?"

"What?" Bo asked as I stepped forward.

"Not in the last 12 hours." I admitted as Bo looked back at me.

"Well I'll be damned, that's faster than even you Ysabeau!" Aife looked alarmed now and her head snapped towards me "How long since she started morning sickness?"

"Two weeks" I recalled instantly as Aife's eyes widened.

"What is going on!?" Bo snapped and we fell silent.

"I was called in to help you both along with the pregnancy process. I am aware I don't take the mother of the year award at any lengths, but I do hope I can make a better grandmother than that starting with sharing what I remember of the pregnancy process."Aife explained.

"But… we fought last time we saw each other." Bo breathed out as she took a seat on our new couch.

"Well, there was someone with your best interest in mind that put things into perspective for me when they came to explain the situation." Aife explained.

"Who in the hell was that?" Bo asked even though I already knew who it was perfectly.

The front door swung open and there she stood, with a satisfied smile and an exited curtsy.

"It was I, of course! Only the best for my grandnephew." My aunt Evony entered our new home letting me know she was holding back nothing when it came to my baby. She was team dark heir it seemed, for better or worse, I was going to accept this.