Doctor Lauren Elizabeth Lewis knew that she would never be free. It had become more and more unlikely as the years past. Though she always held onto the sliver of hope that one day she could call herself free. That she could stay out as long as she pleased and not worry about the repercussions of her actions. That she didn't have to be degraded time and time again. For the amusement of a secret race. A race that flaunted their superiority in her face on a daily basis. Only to need her five minutes later. Lauren felt as if she was going to go mad. She hated that they degraded her and then demanded her help. She hated what they did to her people. She hated that they wouldn't let her go. No matter that her contract with them was no longer liable. She hated that she got herself in this position in the first place.

Though it had gotten better with Hale being the Ash, but not by much. Lauren was still expected to do everything she was told to do. She was still put on a pedestal that she could never live up to. Lauren as the days went on became more and more depressed and lonely. She used to be able to deal with it. Lachlan had been an ass, but at least he told her upfront what needed to be done. While Hale seemed to think that she couldn't handle any truth. She knew that Hale was trying with all his might to be a good Ash, but Lauren couldn't help but hate him. Hate everything that he stood for, it was his predecessor that had done this to her. It was his predecessor that had lied and deceived her to get her to where she was today, and Lauren absolutely hated how the Ash was revered while she was no more than dirt on his shoe. Lauren never understood why the Ash would go through so much trouble if she wasn't important for his cause. Which made Lauren that much angrier. She despised that they dare call upon her help and take away her life, only to throw her in a prison cell when she was a minute late for curfew.

Lauren was currently starting on her fifth glass of wine, and she wasn't planning on stopping anytime soon. She stared down at the amberish white liquid and sighed softly. This had all started because Bo had once again stood her up. Once again making her feel like she was a slave in her own relationship. She felt as if Bo, although unconsciously, made her, her punching bag. Only needed when Bo wanted something important or needed to blow off steam. Lauren felt as if Bo didn't see her as her girlfriend any more. Ever since the Dawning, Lauren felt as if Bo was slowly slipping from her grasp. It hurt to say the least. She had given her all for the succubus only to receive barely anything in return. While she knew that Bo needed to feed, it still hurt that Bo seemed to need them more than her. Lauren felt her anger at the succubus grow into an inferno. She loved Bo with all her heart, but the succubus time and time again made her feel worthless. While she knew that Bo most likely didn't mean anything by it, it still hurt. Lauren almost laughed at the irony of her situation. She was a slave with and without her consent. She was a slave for her heart and because of her brain. Lauren felt sadness and anger at her situation grow tenfold.

It also didn't help that Lauren was all alone in the world. Her family believed her to be dead, her supposed friends were only there because of Bo. Her girlfriend treated her like shit, although Lauren knew that it was partly her fault. She should have talked to Bo about how she felt, but Bo had left before she got the chance. Lauren wanted nothing more than to believe that everything was going to be alright with them, but she knew it was coming to an end. Lauren should have listened to her brain all along, because every time she listened to her heart she ended up getting burned. She should have listened when her brain told her that a succubus could never be monogamous. Could never just need her, and while Lauren was okay with Bo feeding off of others. The the succubus seemed to go above and beyond in hurting her with it. Bo had broken their one rule, no sleeping with Dyson and then she had the nerve of trying to play it off. She was thankful that Bo was okay, but of course as always Dyson was there. Like she herself could never be, and Lauren felt resentment at herself rise. Lauren knew that she had to end their relationship. It was too toxic, they just kept hurting each other and Lauren would be damned if she played martyr once again because of someone else. Lauren was done.

She was about to pour herself another glass when she realized the wine bottle was empty. She briefly remembered trying to open it and what Bo had said to her. It caused another kindling to her already raging inferno of anger. Bo had summed up what Lauren had guessed to be true, but to hear the love of her life actually say it. Hurt. It hurt even more knowing that Bo was most likely drunk and Lauren knew that people generally spoke the truth more when they were intoxicated. Lauren sighed once again to herself and got up on slightly wobbly legs. She glanced at her award briefly while heading up the stairs. At least Isaac had been there for her, but Lauren felt like there was something off about him. She didn't know what but she didn't want to find out. Hopefully she would never see him again. She also glanced at her locked door and thought about leaving it unlocked for Bo, but decided against it. She didn't want to see the succubus anytime soon.

So with an even heavier sigh Lauren headed to her bedroom. Ready to wash to nights events away in the form of a good night's sleep.

The next morning Lauren awoke to her head pounding. She groaned in pain and screwed her eyes shut. She only moved once she was certain that she wouldn't throw up the minute her feet hit ground. With a sluggishness that Lauren hadn't felt since her earlier college years, she walked down the stairs towards her kitchen. As she passed her desk, Lauren checked her phone. 8 missed calls from Bo and 27 missed texts.

Lauren just put her phone down with a small sigh. She didn't think she could remain civil with the succubus right now. So it would be better if she didn't try to make contact. Lauren decided to pull a page out of Bo's book and ignore her for the time being. Lauren walked into her kitchen and immediately went to work on making herself a cup of tea. Lauren went back to her living room and sat down once the kettle was on the stove.

Lauren closed her eyes at the peacefulness of it all. It was her day off and Lauren could never be more grateful. That is until she heard a knock at her door. Lauren felt the all to familiar feeling of anger and resentment wash over her. They couldn't just give her one day? One day of peace and quiet, that's all she was asking for. They couldn't give her that.

Lauren muttered many curses as she walked towards her door. She looked through the peephole and saw that it was Hale. Unsurprisingly, for a moment Lauren thought about now answering it, but as if he read her thoughts Hale shouted. "I know you came to the door Doc, just let me in."

With an annoyed sigh Lauren let the Ash in. She watched quietly as the man took off his fedora and stared around at her apartment for a moment. Before he finally turned back to her, of course she slammed her door to garner his attention in the first place. Though that didn't matter.

Not one for pleasantries today Lauren hissed out as she passed Hale. "What the hell do you want Hale? As I remember you gave me the day off today."

The residing Ash held up his hands in surrender. "I know Doc and I'm sorry, but a good friend of the Light is sick and we need you to go check in on him."

Lauren immediately felt anger roar its way through her entire body. How dare they take what little freedom, they offer as bait to keep her there, away from her. Lauren felt what little patience she had with the Fae start to wane even more. "You have an entire team of doctors Hale, why in the hell do you need me!" Lauren all but yelled.

"Because Lauren you are the best we have, and as Ash I order to you to go," Hale said crossing his arms. Lauren raised her eyebrow at the man feeling her anger about to take hold of her. Lauren simply nodded her head, she didn't want to speak because she felt as if she was about to slap him.

Lauren bowed her head mockingly at Hale and murmured. "Of course my Ash, I will do as you say."

Lauren watched as Hale opened his mouth, seemingly regretting what he had just done. However Lauren didn't care anymore. She didn't care for the Fae any more. She wouldn't care for people who so obviously didn't care for her. Though that didn't mean that Lauren would stop being a doctor. She just had to be one that stopped caring so much and putting herself in the position of getting hurt. Which was a lot harder to say than to actually do.

Lauren turned her back to Hale and got her bag of supplies ready. "Where do I need to go?"

"To Royal Grove Forest, I've already sent a driver. He should be waiting for you," Hale said softly. Lauren simply nodded her head and started heading out before she remembered her kettle.

"Ash if you would be so kind as to take the kettle off the stove. Then I would be eternally grateful," Lauren said with a faux smile before slamming her apartment door shut and heading down towards the car park.

Hale obviously didn't understand the meaning of directions. Once the driver dropped her off Lauren was left wandering the forest. She had been told by the driver, Damien, that her new patient was one Elhael Eglerion she had never met the man before. However, his knowledge on Fae lore and health was extraordinary. Lauren loved everything about the infamous Fae. For once Lauren was actually excited about meeting a Fae. Hopefully he wouldn't look down on her because of her human heritage.

Finally after two hours of hiking, which she was not prepared for, Lauren came across where she believed she was supposed to go. It was a rope ladder that led up into the tree before her, and Lauren felt confusion wash over her but she had seen weirder things. So with a small sigh Lauren started her way up the ladder. Lauren climbed for about ten minutes before she finally broke through to a platform. Lauren cautiously stepped onto it, and saw that thick branches shot out from it. All covered in a thick layer of moss that seemed to act as a carpet.

Lauren looked around and saw that one seemed to lead to a hole in the trunk of the tree. She walked towards it and after a moment of hesitation she entered. Lauren was not prepared for what she saw however. It was a gigantic living space that seemed to have been magically made bigger. Lauren saw the moss covering the floor acting once again as a carpet. She saw that on the walls there were glass jars with fireflies in them and a luminescent blue substance at the bottom of the jars. Lauren saw many pillows scattered around the place. Although Lauren knew that there was order in the seeming disorder of them.

Lauren softly walked into the home and wondered what she was supposed to do. However before she could think anymore on the topic a voice sounded from above her. "Ah, Doctor Lewis how nice it is to see you. I will be down in a moment. Please take a seat."

Which Lauren did she sat against a pillow that was right in front of a table that was beautifully carved from wood. She heard light footsteps from behind and then she finally came face to face with Elhael Eglerion. The man stood at about 6'1" and had bright green eyes with small golden flecks that sparkled with mirth and wisdom. He had long black hair that simmered silver in the light. His fair skin seemed to compliment his slim yet athletic build. He had a chiseled jaw and a refined nose. That's when Lauren noticed the pointed ears of the man and she immediately recognized the Fae he was.

"I see you figured out what Fae I am then," Elhael said softly as he sat down in front of her.

Lauren nodded before answering. "Yes, you're a Álfheim."

The man chuckled and nodded his head in confirmation. "Otherwise known as a High Elf."

"I was under the impression that your kind doesn't get sick," Lauren said with a tilt of her head and the man once again chuckled.

"Yes, we do not get sick. In fact I'm surprised the new Ash believed my lie knowing that he knows I am a High Elf," Elhael said.

"Better safe than sorry I guess. However why am I here then?" Lauren asked with a small frown.

"Because Lauren I have wanted to meet, you, the reclusive human doctor for as long as I have heard about you. Your skill in medicine alone is legendary among my people. So I have finally decided that it was necessary in meeting you," Elhael said with a grin across his handsome face.

"I'm honored, really, but I don't understand."

Elhael chuckled softly before staring at her with a small smile. "I have watched for years as the Fae treated humans like they were lesser. I can no longer do so, not when I see the potential you can have for the betterment of the Fae and my people. As well as the betterment for yourself. I have finally decided to take an apprentice, and that is you Lauren Lewis."

Lauren felt shock consume her. She had read about High Elves and she knew what an honor it was to be made an apprentice when she was a human. Immediately Lauren bowed her head in thanks. "Thank you so much, you have no idea how much this means to me."

Lauren only looked up when a hand gently cupped her chin and lifted her head up. "No more of that Lauren from this point on you are no longer a slave," Elhael said softly and Lauren felt tears start to stream down her face.

"Why me?"

Elhael smiled softly at her before answering. "Because out of all the souls I have seen yours is the purest. After everything that has happened to you. You are still willing to help and sacrifice for other people. You are pure of heart with your attentions. Only to get burned back for all the things that you have tried to do to help others. I cannot go another minute watching as you are abused and neglected because of the views of the Fae. I will not allow it any longer."

Lauren was once again smiled at Elhael. She had not expected her visit to the reclusive healer to go like this. However Lauren had never felt happier. It felt as if a chain had broken inside of her and she was flying. Lauren had never felt so alive and happy before. At least not in the recent years.

"Thank you," Lauren said softly.

"You can call me Elhael, Lauren," he said with a grin which responded to with one of her own. "Now there is one more thing that I have to do."

"What is that?" Lauren asked.

"I'm going to make you an Álfheim," Elhael said simply as he stood up and crossed the room to one of the many book shelves lining the wall.

"How are you going to do that?" Lauren asked. She couldn't believe that this was happening to her. She had read that if an elf were to take on an apprentice that wasn't elf and was human. That they would make them into a elf. Since apprenticeships could last centuries. Though Lauren never thought that it would be happening to her.

"You'll see."

Soon enough Elhael reappeared with an old scroll in hand. He gently unwrapped it and Lauren saw a symbol etched across its surface. What Lauren could see was that there were in fact two symbols instead of one like she had previously thought. In fact she recognized both from her readings. The one on the top was the Yenlui symbol meaning balance, harmony and chaos. As well as the Lecai symbol meaning light and nobility of ones soul. Lauren watched as Elhael knelt down in front of it and bent his head. Mentioning for her to do the same, which she did without hesitation. Soon Elhael started speaking in a language Lauren had never heard before.

"Oh, Corellon Larethian tena amin quena ten' amin naa anta en' lle val. Amin ask tanya lle ona i' val lle ikotane humbly one a' amin. A' y' poika soul, Lauren Lewis. N'uma er deserves lle gift ve' re uma. Ikotane saesa amin goddess, amin beg en' lle. A' bequeath lle gift no'a he`."

Lauren watched as a golden silvery light seemed to erupt from the scroll. She watched as Elhael grinned happily at her, pride shining in his eyes. Then Lauren felt the light wrap itself around her and Lauren finally felt safe. As if that was where she was supposed to be all along. Lauren closed her eyes off her own accord and felt as if she had finally found what her life had been leading up to. Then a soft, feminine voice whispered to her.

"Sleep now my child. For when you wake up nothing will be the same, though I have complete and utter faith that you will prosper under Elhael's guidance. Remember Lauren you shouldn't mourn over the past; it has no pity for you. Don't cry over the present, it has no sympathy for you, and don't weep for the future, it has no mercy on you. Though remember as well Lauren forgiveness is the path to a better and brighter future. Remember who you truly are and not who others want and expect you to be. Sleep well my child and may you live forevermore."

Then Lauren heard and saw no more.

A/N: Hey everyone! I hope you liked the first chapter to my new story and I'm also sorry I made a new one. Though I couldn't get this idea out of my head. I hope you can forgive me and I also hope you like it. I'm also sorry if this is cliché in anyway. I'm going to try and make this as original as I can possibly make it.

What Elhael said pretty much was (I lost the actual English paragraph), Corellon Larethian (who is the main deity for them) please bestow upon this soul your gift. For none deserve it as much as she.

Also Elhael and his knowledge of Lauren will be explained next chapter as well as the Álfheim history. Also I'm sorry if you didn't like Lauren's monologue in the beginning, and this isn't Bo bashing I promise. I also can't remember how many texts Bo sent Lauren so I just said 23 (fixed thanks to a very nice guest). I also changed a little bit of that night nothing too extreme though.

Again I hoped you liked it and I'm also sorry if this was short and/or dumb. I just couldn't get this idea out of my head.

Sorry for all the misspelled/missing words.

Until Next Time,

- Jaded Emperor