Author's note: Another new fic?! What is this nonsense?! I know I know, I should be working on Tortura, which I am by the way, but after watching that latest episode to air in Canada, I couldn't focus on anything but this. If you have not seen 4x11 "End of a Line" then leave now before you're majorly spoiled. I don't cry during tv shows or movies, but I cried during those last two scenes. I yelled at my tv, gripped my head, and literally said "oh God, no" as tears ran down my face. Ksenia's acting was amazing in that scene, utterly heartbreaking and agonizing but amazing all the same. Her emotions were so raw and real, I've never seen a death scene as good as what that episode gave us. Despite it being beautifully done in terms of television, in terms of being a part of this fandom we were all left feeling like Bo: helpless, powerless to ease Kenzi's pain, and devastated at losing a beloved character/friend. And as you all know, I love Bo & Kenzi's friendship, so hearing Kenzi say she didn't care if she died and Bo telling her she would always choose her just about tore me apart.

Okay, I could literally ramble about that forever, but I must move on. I had a totally different one shot idea in mind when I began writing this, but then my muse took over and decided I should write a short chapter story (maybe around 5 chapters) and it will go in a completely different direction than I had originally planned. I may get around to that one shot eventually, but for now I am sticking with this. Let me know if you like it!

Chapter 1

Kenzi's breathing was sporadic, interrupted by hiccups as she lay across Hale's body, her head in Bo's lap. Bo's hand absentmindedly stroked through the younger woman's hair, trying her best to provide any comfort she could. The succubus's tears had dried up, knowing that as much as she wanted to, now was the not the time for her to lose it. She needed to focus on Kenzi and her well-being and she couldn't do that if she was having a meltdown of her own.

Without warning, Hale's body began to shimmer, disintegrating into tiny glowing orbs that flew upwards before fading away. Kenzi thudded to the ground, no longer being supported by her lover. She gasped, her mind finally catching up to what was happening. She bolted upright, her hands frantically trying to catch the orbs as they slipped through her fingers. "No!" she yelled. "No no no no!" She caught the last one, a faint smile crossing her lips at her small success in such a dark time, but when she opened her hand, there was nothing in it. "No, you can't leave me!" she cried.

Bo grabbed Kenzi as she collapsed, preventing her from slamming hard into the ground. "Kenzi," she whispered, pushing hair out of the distraught woman's face. Kenzi gasped for air as her body attempted to sob again, only to have run out of tears. "Baby," she hugged Kenzi to herself, feeling her best friend trembling against her. "I'm so sorry, I'm so, so sorry."

"Where did he go? Why," she breathed hard, "why is he gone?" She whimpered, trying to bury herself deeper into Bo's embrace, her head lying against her roommate's chest. "What the hell just happened?!"

Bo's eyes scanned the crack shack, trying to figure out the very same thing for herself. As far as she knew, dead fae didn't just dematerialize into thin air. "I don't know sweetheart, I don't know. I wish I had all the answers for you, I really do, but I just don't know." She rubbed the girl's back, biting her bottom lip to keep herself from crying again. She had to be strong for Kenzi.

"He was just here," Kenzi whispered in disbelief. "I was, he…" her small hands gripped Bo's shirt with all of her might. "I wasn't ready, I didn't get to say goodbye," her voice cracked. She stayed in Bo's arms, not knowing what else to do with herself. So many thoughts raced through her mind, some made sense while others seemed completely incoherent. She was a total mess, and she had no idea how to even begin to pick up the pieces of her life, or rather what was left of them.

"I know," Bo continued soothingly, "I'll figure this out for you, I promise."

Kenzi tiled her head up, utterly confused by her friend's statement. "What?"

The older woman kissed Kenzi's forehead affectionately. "There's someone I need to talk to, someone who may at the very least be able to give you the answers you need."

"Trick?" Kenzi asked, his name being the only one that popped into her head when it came to knowledgeable fae.

She shook her head, "no. Someone who told me I would see them again shortly, and I think I now know why."

Kenzi pulled back slighty from Bo, a look of shock and hurt crossing her face. "Wait, you know who did this? Was Massimo working with another person?"

"No, I mean, I don't know," Bo said flustered, not liking the turn this conversation was taking. "She said someone I love would soon die, so I think she's somehow a part of this."

Kenzi jumped away from Bo as if she had been shocked. "You knew?" she spit out. "You knew one of us was going to die, and you didn't say anything? You knew he would die and you kept it from me?" Fiery anger danced in her watery eyes. She walked away a few steps, trying to comprehend the information she had just received, before turning sharply back around and stalking towards the succubus. "Out of all of the things you could hide from me!" she screamed at Bo. "You went all high and mighty on me when I didn't tell you I had kissed Dyson, but never once did I ever keep anything life threatening from you!" she shoved a shaking finger in Bo's face, causing the fae to take a step back. "How could you do this to me?! To me?!" she emphasized.

"Kenzi, I didn't know-" Bo began, trying to get her best friend to calm down, only to have it backfire on her.

"You didn't know?!" she scoffed. "You knew damn well that someone close to you would soon be sent to hell and you didn't even warn us! What if it was me who died Bo? How the hell would you feel then if you let me be murdered without so much as a warning?" she threw in the succubus's face. Kenzi's body trembled with barely controlled rage. It took everything in her not to hit the woman she had considered to be her sister. "You know what, you were wrong this morning. I don't still have a best friend, and I don't think I've had one for a long time now."

Despite knowing Kenzi's grief was driving her words, what she had said stung deeply. Unwanted tears streamed down Bo's face. "You don't mean that," she choked.

Kenzi's face hardened. "Try me."

"Kenzi, please I-"

"Get out," Kenzi whispered, her voice cracking. Bo came closer to Kenzi but the girl pulled away. "I said get out!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, kicking Bo out of her own house.

Bo drew a hand over her heart, feeling it shatter under the weight of Hale's death, Kenzi's pain, and her best friend's dismissal. "Okay," she said softly, not knowing how else to get Kenzi to calm down. "Okay." She walked towards the door, stopping for a minute with one hand resting on the door frame. "I'm so sorry Kenzi. The last thing I would ever want to do in this world is hurt you. Just know I'll never stop thinking of you as my sister, and I'll never stop loving you." With that, she left.

Kenzi's knees finally gave out, her body crashing to the floor. Gut-wrenching sobs wracked her body. She rocked herself back and forth, unable to deal with the turmoil of emotions she felt. Her mind was still trying to process Hale's death, and now she felt like she had just lost the only family she had left. Part of her wanted nothing more than to run after Bo, dive into her arms, and cry herself to sleep in the safety and warmth of her best friend. The other part of her refused to move from the floor, refused to find any comfort in the one person who may have been able to prevent this, if only she had warned them. She scoffed at herself; Bo was not the only person to blame. None of this would have happened if Kenzi hadn't given that stupid fucking twig to Massimo. But it went even further than that. If she hadn't gone to Massimo to begin with, if she had just listened to Bruce when he tried to warn her, if she hadn't been so damn selfish by wanting to be fae, then all of this never would have come to pass. Her heart ached so badly, she had wanted to blame someone else, she had needed to blame someone else. Her arms encircled her body, gripping them tightly in her white-knuckled fists, leaving crescent shaped cuts. Small red rivulets trailed down her pale skin.

Now that Bo was gone and she was alone, her anger quickly dissipated. Almost instantly, she wanted the succubus back by her side. She forced herself to get up, to run out the front door. "Bo?!" she called, praying for a response. Her last shred of hope left her when she saw the yellow Camaro was nowhere to be found. "God no," she whispered. She dragged herself back inside, fumbling through her belongings until she found her cell phone. She cursed as her shaking fingers hit the wrong buttons. She shook out her hand, trying to regain some control over her motor skills. Finally, she was able to hit the right speed dial key to call Bo. Her heart dropped when it went straight to voicemail. "Bo, please. I'm so sorry," she cried into the phone. "Please come back home. I-I can't lose you too," she was crying so hard, her words were barely intelligible. "Please don't leave me." Her sobs quickly overtook her again. She looked at her phone, trying to end the call but all of the buttons looked blurry. She chucked it across the room in frustration, gripping her head as she realized she had just pushed her only true friend away, maybe for good this time.

Bo sat in her car, parked around the corner from the crack shack. She couldn't leave Kenzi alone and unprotected, not when she was so vulnerable and with the Massimo still out there somewhere. The last time she had left is when all of this shit had gone down, but at the same time, she couldn't go back inside as much as she wanted to. She had a plan, and if she went to Kenzi now, she knew that she would never leave. It was now or never. She kept telling herself that her presence there had obviously upset Kenzi even more, trying to push herself to actually be able to drive away. She slammed her hands hard into the steering wheel over and over, pummeling it, taking out her frustrations on the car. She panted from the exertion, her hair falling in front of her face. Taking a deep breath, she pulled out her cell phone, dialing a now familiar number.

After a few rings, Tamsin answered. "Hello?"

"Tamsin, you need to go home to Kenzi right now," Bo demanded.

"Bo? Wait, what," then the realization of what Bo had just told her hit her hard, fear griping her stronger than it ever had before, "what's wrong with Kenzi?"

"Hale…he, he…" Bo tried to say, the raw emotions still wreaking havoc on her.

Tamsin gritted her teeth, "he didn't hurt her did he?"

"No, god no," she whispered. "He, Tamsin, he was murdered, in front of Kenzi."

All of her anger directed at the siren instantly dissipated. Tamsin was silent for a moment, not wanting to believe what she had just heard. "Kenzi…" she said softly, her concern for the human overriding the larger picture.

"Hale was protecting her. Massimo came back for revenge, he uh, he beat her Tamsin. Hale pulled him off of her. I don't know the whole story, but all I know is that Hale died saving Kenzi from him," Bo explained as best as she could from the bits of information she was able to piece together.

Acacia's warning about Massimo still being alive rang loud in Tamsin's head. He was back, and he sought to take out those who had tried to kill him. "Damn it," she cursed, mostly directed at herself for not realizing his plan sooner. Of course he would want to take out Kenzi and Bo, and Kenzi was the easiest target. "I'm going to kill him, for good this time," Tamsin vowed, her voice cold and deadly. Her eyes grew dark. Last time she had faced Massimo, she was still 'growing up' during her rebirth, but now she had her memories back and she knew who she was and what she had to do. She wasn't that naïve frightened little girl anymore. This was the last straw. He had gone too far.

"Tamsin no!" Bo shouted. "Don't!" Bo broke Tamsin's train of thought, her eyes returning to normal. "Trust me, I want to kill him as much as you do, but now is not the time. Kenzi's at the clubhouse, she can't be alone right now."

"Where the hell are you?!" Tamsin yelled at her, shocked the succubus would leave the young woman by herself after everything that had happened.

"I'm on my way to hopefully fix things, to make this right. Kenzi doesn't want to see me right now anyways," Bo finished sadly.

Tamsin listened bewildered on the other end of the line. Why would Kenzi push Bo away, especially when Kenzi so clearly needed her.

"Just please Tamsin," Bo asked, "go be with her. She needs someone with her, if not for emotional support, then to protect her incase Massimo comes back. She's in no condition to fight, and I don't even know if she would try to defend herself at this point." An image inserted itself into Bo's vision of Kenzi just standing there and welcoming death as Massimo stabbed her like he did Hale. She had told Bo earlier that she didn't care if she died, and with her emotions controlling her actions, Bo was afraid that may be true.

Bo could hear shuffling on the other end as Tamsin slid her jacket on. "I'm on my way. Don't do anything stupid succubus. She can't afford to lose you," Tamsin told her, 'and neither can I,' she thought.

Another long pause before Bo said, "take care of her." Not waiting for a response, she hung up.

Tamsin stared at her phone. "Damn it, why didn't that reassure me any?" she muttered. She exited the bar she was in. After kissing Dyson in the Dal earlier, both of them had had second thoughts, knowing their hearts lied elsewhere. Tamsin had hoped a night of passion would ease the pain of not being able to have the one she truly loves, but she realised she couldn't go through with it, so she went out for a drink where she knew no one else would find her: a dark fae bar. In any of her other lives, she wouldn't have thought twice about a one-night stand, but after being raised by Kenzi, she had newfound emotions and morals that she was still coming to terms with.

Kenzi…her thoughts instantly focused back on the young human who was currently sitting broken hearted in the crack shack, alone. She ran out into the cold crisp air. Waiting for a taxi would take too long. Pulling out her old police badge from her previous life that she conveniently not returned, she commandeered someone's car for 'police business' before speeding off into the darkness.

The hair on the back of Bo's neck stood on end when she watched a strange car race towards the clubhouse and park haphazardly in front of it. She relaxed, seeing the blonde hair of the valkyrie rush into the building. Knowing that Kenzi was now safe, Bo restarted the engine, shifting into gear before driving away. Bo stopped her Camaro to the edge of a forest had recently visited. She sighed deeply before getting out of the car, pulling out her cell phone to see she had missed a call from Kenzi. She bit her lip, seeing the voicemail notification. Either the words contained in that message would be yelled at her in anger or they would be ridden with guilt, both choices would ultimately add another irreparable crack in her already fragile heart. She finally gathered up enough nerve to listen to the voicemail, unable to ignore her best friend in favour of protecting herself. Fresh tears sprung to her eyes, hearing Kenzi beg for Bo to come home. Her resolve began to crumble, willing to do anything to ease the other woman's pain. She quickly steeled herself, knowing that what she was about to do was the only real way Kenzi would feel better. She needed to get Hale back.