A/N: So this is the sequel to Turning Back the Hands of Time. The storyline continues from that fic, so you might want to head over and read it before getting stuck into this one. After I watched the Lost Girl Panel from London Expo this idea popped into my head. Please read and review, would love to know what you guys thinks. Happy reading :)
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Chapter One
It had been three weeks since Sara left the city. Tamsin had thrown herself into work, actually turning up when she was supposed to, in fact she was, more often than not, at the station before Dyson every morning. She surprised the wolf man by actually cracking a few cold cases, underneath her smart mouth and tough exterior she was actually a good cop. On her days off she spent most of her time at the gym, going over old cases or propping up the bar at the Dal. This day off was going to be different, she had every intention of staying in her apartment getting very drunk, alone.
It was La Shoshain or Fae-Day as Kenzi liked to call it. A day that all Fae, no matter their alignment or occupation, had off work. Kenzi and Bo had decided that they would drag Tamsin to the Dal, there was no way they were going to leave her drinking alone in her apartment, no matter how much the Valkyrie said that's what she wanted to do.
It was the Fae holy day. The only day of the year where Light and Dark could get together, quite literally in most cases. Trick had once told Bo and Kenzi that many Fae used the day to eat, drink and fornicate. The rules that separated Light and Dark were forgotten for one day. They couldn't use their Fae powers, nor could they partake in any kind of violence, hence everyone getting the day off work.
"Okay," Tamsin said as they walked into the Dal, "I came, now can I go home?"
"Na ah bitch-face," Kenzi said, dragging Tamsin towards the bar, "first drink is on me."
"Kenzi, you never pay for drinks." Tamsin said.
"Okay, the first drink is on Trick," Kenzi said with a smile, "but it's the thought that counts right?"
Tamsin let out a little laugh as she and the small human waited to be served.
The Dal was always the busiest place in the city on La Shoshain; Trick knew how to throw a party. Most people who were there had no idea that on the holy day, where they celebrate the sacrifice of the Blood King, they were actually being served by the Blood King himself. There was music, there was dancing, great food and wherever you looked people were getting 'friendly'.
"I wonder where Lauren is." Bo said, as she joined Tamsin and Kenzi at the bar.
"Working, probably." Kenzi said.
"She never works on La Shoshain," Bo said, "plus Hale already said he gave her the day off."
"Maybe she doesn't want a repeat of what happened last week." Tamsin said.
The previous week in the Dal they had all been getting rather drunk, Lauren sneezed and nearly set fire to the bar. She still hadn't learnt how to totally control the powers she found herself with, in theory she knew all about them, but in practice things were slightly different.
"She'll be here Bo," Trick said, "stop worrying. What can I get you ladies?"
"As its La Shoshain," Tamsin said, "I don't suppose you've got a bottle of Blackthorn kicking around have you?"
"As a matter of fact…" Trick said, reaching down behind the bar, "got this delivered last night."
He put the bottle on the bar in front of Tamsin. It was a lot like the bottle that Kenzi had 'borrowed' before. Tamsin looked at the label; it was over 300 years old.
"That'll do nicely." She said with a smile, "what's the damage?"
Trick put 4 glasses on the bar, pouring a shot into each of them.
"It's on the house." Trick said, downing the shot he had poured for himself.
"You're the man Trickster." Kenzi said, downing her drink.
Trick walked away to serve some of the other Fae who were at the bar.
"Do you remember the hangover you had the day after you last drank this stuff Kenz?" Bo asked.
"I do indeed." Kenzi said, "It was the worst hangover I've ever had, and that's saying something."
"It took a Siren to fix it, if I remember rightly." Hale said, walking up behind them, placing a kiss on Kenzi's head.
"Best hangover cure, ever." Kenzi said with a smile, downing another shot.
"Can't remember the last time I had a hangover." Tamsin said.
"That's because you have to sober up to actually get a hangover Tamsin." Bo replied with a smile.
"Good point." Tamsin said.
"Have you heard from our Special Ops girl?" Kenzi asked.
"Not today," Tamsin said, pouring herself another drink, "she called yesterday, said something about this huge case they had her working on…"
"Did she say anything about when she was coming back?" Bo asked.
"No…" Tamsin said, "and I didn't want to ask, had a feeling I wouldn't like the answer."
"She'll be back soon," Kenzi said, "she lurves you."
"Don't suppose you've heard anything Hale?" Tamsin asked.
"No, sorry," Hale said, "nothing."
Tamsin nodded a little and downed her drink.
A woman walked over to the bar, standing next to where Tamsin was sitting. She had certainly caught Bo's attention, as a Succubus Bo couldn't help but notice very pretty women. Tamsin on the other hand didn't even look up.
"Can I buy you a drink?" The woman asked Tamsin.
"I've got one thanks." Tamsin said, forcing a smile.
"Well if you change your mind…" the woman started to say.
"I won't." Tamsin said, cutting her off.
The woman walked away.
"Burn." Kenzi said.
"Bit harsh?" Tamsin asked.
"I wouldn't say that," Bo said, "at least she knows you're not interested."
"Anyone seen Dyson?" Tamsin asked, "I fancy a game of pool."
"He was draped over a nymph earlier," Hale said, "but he got a call and had to leave, said he had to pick something up."
"Must have been something important to steal him away from a nymph." Tamsin said with a laugh."
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An hour later, the alcohol was still flowing, the music still playing and Tamsin had managed to finish the bottle of Blackthorn.
"Hey lady." Acacia said, walking up to the bar.
Tamsin turned around on the stool so fast that she nearly fell off.
"Hey," she said, with a smile, "what brings you here?"
"Well its La Shoshain right thought I'd come and join the party," Acacia replied, "where's that girl of yours?"
"She had to leave town three weeks ago." Tamsin said.
"What do you mean she had to leave town?" Acacia asked.
"It was either leave town or lose 30 years' worth of memories," Tamsin said, "she had no choice."
"And when will she be back?" Acacia asked.
"Your guess is as good as mine." Tamsin replied, tipping the bottle upside down to see if there was anything left in it.
"I think its empty Tams." Acacia said.
Trick walked over to them.
"Acacia," he said, "nice to see you here."
"I was in the area," Acacia said, "heard the best La Shoshain party is right here."
"What can I get you to drink?" Trick asked.
"Anymore of this lying around?" Tamsin asked, holding the empty bottle upside down.
"You finished it already?" Trick asked.
"Not on my own," Tamsin said, "the fact that Kenzi is asleep in the corner proves that."
"I might have another bottle somewhere." Trick said, "What can I get you till I find it?"
"Anything with alcohol in will be fine." Acacia replied with a smile.
Trick put a bottle of his best vodka on the bar in front of them, with another shot glass for Acacia, and then he went off to serve others.
"I take it, as she left town, you two didn't…" Acacia said.
"No," Tamsin said with a laugh, "we didn't. The night I got back she got stabbed and poisoned, spent the night at the Light Fae Medical Facility… Took her back to mine the next day, then the following morning she had to leave."
"Things really aren't going your way are they?" Acacia said with a laugh.
"Ever get the feeling that something just isn't meant to be?" Tamsin replied with a laugh of her own.
"It's meant to be Tams," Acacia said, drinking her drink, "the best things are worth waiting for right."
"Whoever said that obviously never had to wait." Tamsin replied.
At that moment Dyson walked in to the Dal and headed over to Tamsin.
"Got something for you outside." He said.
"Really not in the mood D-man." Tamsin said.
"You'll be in the mood for this, trust me." Dyson replied.
"Unless it's another bottle of Blackthorn, I'm really not interested." Tamsin said.
"I'll drag you outside myself if I have to." Dyson said.
"It's La Shoshain," Tamsin said with a laugh, "you ain't dragging me anywhere."
"Tamsin, please," Dyson said, "Trust me."
"This better be worth it wolf," Tamsin said, "or I'll make sure you get the worst case of fleas ever known to Fae, you'll be taking chemical baths for a month."
"It'll be worth it." Dyson said with a smile.
Tamsin stood up, finished her drink, and then headed outside. At first she couldn't see anything; the car park was pretty much empty apart from Dyson's car. Then she sensed something familiar. She turned and looked at the wall next to the door, standing there with one foot resting on the wall, arms crossed around her waist, was Sara.
"Hey," Sara said, "miss me?"
Tamsin didn't say a word; she just walked over to her, put her hand softly on Sara's cheek and kissed her. Sara put her arms around Tamsin's waist and pulled her closer as the kiss deepened. As the need for air became evident they parted a little. Tamsin rested her forehead on Sara's.
"What are you doing here?" Tamsin asked.
"It's nice to see you too." Sara replied with a little smile.
"Yesterday you said you were working on this new big case," Tamsin said, "I figured that meant I wouldn't see you for a while…"
"I am working on a big case," Sara said, "but its La Shoshain right…"
Tamsin kissed her again.
"Plus," Sara said, "The main suspect in the case is from this city, so I figured where better to base myself, and I could use yours and Dyson's help."
"So it's all about the work?" Tamsin asked, with a little smile on her face.
"Mhm," Sara replied, "all about the work."
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The Dal was nearly empty, Trick was sweeping up the broken glass and other assorted mess, Tamsin was sitting on her bar with Sara standing between her legs. Bo and Lauren were sitting at one of the tables looking a little worse for wear; Kenzi was still asleep though Dyson had moved her to the sofa near the fire after she literally fell asleep in the corner of the Dal. Dyson was standing at the bar near Sara and Tamsin, Acacia was sitting on one of the stools.
"So what's this big new case?" Dyson asked Sara.
"Do you remember when we were all young, and we'd hear horror stories about what would happen if the humans ever found out about the Fae?" Sara asked.
"Yeah," Dyson said, "but that'd never happen."
"Well it has," Sara said, "the Feds caught themselves a Gremlin, a Dark Gremlin, who is gonna start to sing."
"Can always rely on Gremlins to cause trouble." Tamsin said, resting her arms on Sara's shoulders.
"Don't we have people within the Bureau?" Trick asked.
"That's why we know about it," Sara said, "but we haven't got anyone high enough up to stop this. It's already at government level as far as I know."
"Now this is what you call a shit storm." Tamsin said.
"Does the Ash know?" Trick asked.
"Yeah," Sara said, "I called Hale about it last week, and Vex, they both know."
"What are we going to do?" Dyson asked.
"I need to speak to my father," Sara said, "and the other Dark Elders. I also need to get the Light Elders together, and hopefully work out a way to get both parties in the same room; we need to all be on the same page about this."
"The thing that could unite Light and Dark…" Tamsin said.
"Or the thing that could kill us all." Sara said.