Disclaimer: If i owned the show there wouldn't be a Dyson and Kenzi would have some lady lovin' of her own.

Disclaimer2: I just started watching Lost girl i've officially made it through two episodes. I've seen a couple clips of lauren/bo's love on youtube. But that's about it.

There was a knock on the door and kenzi bounded up to it. "Hello?" She sang as she opened the door. Standing on the opposite side of the door, was a five foot three inches pale redhead. Her hair was bright red in the sun, it was naturally wavy and ran to the tops of her breasts which were wrapped in a red dress, which was the same color of freshly spilled blood. There was only one strap which was on her right side, the dress ran down to her middle thigh. On top of the red dress she wore a white leather jacket. On her feet she wore the highest high heels, Kenzi had ever seen. They were wrapped around her ankles and brought attention to her legs. They were incredibly long for her being so short. They were also incredibly shaped, Kenzi noticed.

The girl brought her face down to block Kenzi's vision of her legs. "Hi, I'm there." She said with a huge smirk.

"Can I help you?" Kenzi said shaking her head. She was not just staring at her legs. She liked guys, she did. She could admire a female's shape, and that was simply what she was doing. She had nice legs.

"I'm looking for Bo," the girl said widening her smile.

"Of course you are," kenzie muttered to herself. Everyone liked Bo, random guys they passed on the street, Lauren, Dyson. "Is she..expecting you?" kenzi asked, Bo hadn't said she was expecting someone to come by.

"No," she paused, "I'm uh trying to track her down." She muttered, for once her smile faltered for a second but then it was right back where it was before. "I'm Tyler," She said.

"Kenzi," she stook out her hand for a shake.

Again her smile fell from her face, she looked down at the hand in the middle of them. "I-I can't." She said. "Rule number one, no touching anyone. Ever." She said with a small smile.

Even Bo, someone who lived off of someone's sexual energy could touch people. Although she did have to make sure not to do that feely-pulse thing. "Why?" Kenzi asked.

"When I touch people they-they," She brought her hands up and ran them down her face. Kenzi could hear her sigh. When Tyler's face was visible again, she looked desperate. "I need her to help me."

"Why her?"

Tyler brought up a hand and ran in through her red wavy hair. "She's my sister."