Red Dawn
*NOTE: I do not own any of these characters. No copyright intended! I'm just a huge fan of the show that I decided to write about it.
Summary: Kenzi is just trying to relax and unwind from a long day, until she witnesses a mysterious vampire kill, who happens to be a rogue. Dyson is trying to investigate it under the Ash's radar to prevent exposure of the fae, but danger knows no bounds in the fae world.
Chapter 1
"Boy, what a night from hell!" Kenzi exclaimed. Her and Bo had just returned home from solving their latest case.
"'Vegging out' in front of the TV and killing zombie hookers sounds very promising right now!" Kenzi took off her outer jacket and plopped down on the couch. "So, are you and the 'love man' gonna get it on tonite?" she asked playfully.
Suddenly, Dyson came through the door and stood in their midst. Bo looked surprised and happy all at once.
"Guess, I spoke too soon," Kenzi commented.
"Dyson, what are you doing here? Is it fae business?" Bo questioned, rising to greet him.
"I wasn't ready to say goodnight," he said, coming closer to her with a longing look in his eyes.
"Well, I guess we could hang out for a while," Bo offered with an edge of seduction to her voice.
She put her arms around his waist and kissed him. Dyson smiled and kissed her back.
"Oh no, if you two are gonna do the 'hanky panky,' then spread your juices elsewhere," Kenzi protested, propping her feet up on the coffee table. She picked up the remote control and started playing her videogame.
They both just smiled, as Bo led him up to her bedroom,
"So what did you have in mind?" he asked playfully.
"Like I need to ask you twice," she giggled, kissing him once more. He let her jacket slip from her shoulders, as he removed his own. Their bodies pressed against one another, as they pulled on each others' clothes. Dyson lifted her and threw her on to the bed. Within moments, they were both naked and rolling around in the sheets. Bo took a couple hits of 'chi' from Dyson amidst their throngs of passion.
Meanwhile, Kenzi had to listen to all the noise coming from Bo's bedroom. Irritated, she rolled her eyes and paused her game.
"There aint nothing like the sounds of fae intercourse while you're trying to kill zombie hookers!" she emphasized the last word, venting her frustrations aloud. She liked Bo and Dyson as a couple, but it annoyed her upon occasion. Sighing, she put down the remote and grabbed her jacket lying nearby. She walked to the edge of the staircase, as the noise grew louder.
"Bo, I'm going to Dal's!" she called up to her, but her only response was a loud moan from Bo.
Kenzi turned and left before her ears became numb from all that sexual 'juju.' Dal's was the local bar where all fae could hang out; It was also a 'way station' for new fae to the area and served as neutral ground. She arrived at Dal's about ten minutes later and plopped down in her usual bar stool in front of Trick. He had just finished wiping the counter.
"Yo, hit me up Trickster. Hook me up with some of that potent shit."
"Rough night?"
"You could say that again."
"Ah, no worries I know just what you need," he said, setting a shot glass and a bottle of liquor in front of her.
"Score!" Her eyes lit up as she poured herself a shot.
She downed it quickly and could feel the burn in her throat.
"You know, Trick may have to cut you off one of these days," came a familiar voice nearby. Hale appeared on the stool next to her and flashed her a quick smile.
"What up whistle boy?" she greeted him, pouring herself another shot.
"Wanna play a game of sticks with me?" Hale asked her.
"Maybe later," she replied, downing another shot.
"Take your time. Say, have you seen Dyson at all?"
"Sure, the extremely horny wolfboy is off planting his flag on Mt. Olympus a.k.a. Bo!"
"It is the full moon," he stated.
She took another shot of that mysterious liquor and was starting to feel buzzed. "Damnit, Trick that is some good shit! What the hell is it?"
"It's a secret, but it has its limits even for a human," he told her, as he took the bottle from her. She just groaned and lay her head on the bar counter.
"What else is gonna spoil my fun tonite?" she pondered aloud.