A/N: Got this mad idea in my head, and it's not letting me sleep, so I need to get it out there. I'm putting this out there right now, no Valkubus in this fic, it's a Valkubus free zone, promise.
Chapter One
Dyson and Tamsin were looking through the case files they had been able to get their hands on, it appeared that all the Fae in neighbouring cities and states were working together on this, a Fae serial killer will do that. Dark and Light working together for the greater good of the Fae, the irony in that was not lost on anyone.
"So we're looking at, what, 10 Fae kills and 10 human kills per city?" Tamsin asked, drinking the last of the coffee that was in her cup.
"That we know of." Dyson replied.
Both of them were tired, so very tired. In the 4 days since the first body turned up in their territory neither of them had slept for more than 4 hours. For a wolf and a Valkyrie that wasn't too bad, but it was starting to catch up with them.
"More coffee?" Tamsin asked Dyson as she walked over to the coffee machine.
"How many is that you've had today?" he asked in reply.
"I stopped counting at 10…" she said.
"How about we call it a day today," Dyson said, "we've been looking over these files for hours and haven't found anything new. Plus I for one could do with a couple of drinks and a good night's sleep."
"Poor little wolf tired?" Tamsin asked with a laugh.
"You're one to talk Valkyrie." He replied with a laugh of his own, "I'll take these files with me, see if I can't spot something else, maybe Trick will know something about the feeding pattern."
"Anything is better than nothing." Tamsin said, "Let's get out of here then. I need to make a stop off then I'll meet you at the Dal?"
"Sure thing partner." Dyson said, standing up.
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"Any more news on this Fae serial killer?" Bo asked Trick, as she and Kenzi sat at the bar.
"We don't even know if it is Fae," Trick said, "it could be a human killing Fae."
"How is that possible?" Kenzi asked, "one little human taking out countless Fae, humans are weaker than Fae, as all of you seem to take deep pleasure in reminding me…"
"No one enjoys reminding you Kenz," Bo said, "we're kind of reminding ourselves at the same time, it's easy to forget."
"Easy for you to forget little Miss Sex Machine…" Kenzi said, "Anyway, this killer is killing both Fae and humans, shouldn't this be all over the national news by now?"
"As we don't know if it's a Fae doing the killings a lot has been done to keep the national interest down," Trick said, "something like this could expose us all."
"And that would be bad…" Bo said.
"I've looked over every autopsy report I've been given," Lauren said, sitting next to Bo at the bar, "and I can't find its feeding signature, there's too much blood and damage to tell."
"Which is what leads me to believe it may be human." Trick said.
Lauren yawned.
"When's the last time you got some sleep babe?" Bo asked.
"I slept earlier," Lauren said, "on the couch…"
"For an hour?" Bo asked, "And before that?"
"I can't remember." Lauren replied, "But this is important Bo, people are dying."
"You're important too," Bo said, "well to me you are anyway, getting a good night's sleep isn't going to stop you figuring this out, it might actually help… Trick help me out here."
"I agree with Bo," Trick said, "you're no good to anyone falling asleep."
Their attention was attracted by the door to the bar opening. The idea of a Fae serial killer had made the Fae population of the city nervy, they were constantly on edge. The minute the girl walked into the bar, Bo stood up. This was an unknown Fae, she had never seen her at the bar before, and she knew she'd remember if she had. She had dark hair, nearly black, and emerald green eyes. She carried herself with a certain confidence, like she knew she could handle any trouble that came her way, and that alone was enough for Bo to pay attention.
"What's with the goons outside?" The woman asked.
"Now there's a face I didn't expect to see around here for a while." Trick said with a smile as the girl made her way over to the bar.
"What can I say, there's just something about this city." She said, returning the smile, "plus mad serial killer on the loose, got a call from both The Ash and The Morrigan about it."
Bo looked at Trick with a questioning look on her face, Trick obviously knew this Fae, which shouldn't have been a surprise, Trick knew a lot of Fae.
"Bo, this is Sara, she works for the Special Operations Branch," Trick said, "Sara, this is my granddaughter Bo."
"Granddaughter?" Sara asked, "Which would make her mother Aife?"
Trick nodded.
"Now you mention it I can see the similarities." She said, "It's nice to meet you."
"Special Operations Branch?" Bo asked.
"It's kind of like the Fae secret service," Sara replied, "but so much cooler."
"How long will you be in town?" Trick asked.
"Till this case goes away." She replied, sitting down.
"Then I'm going to have to ask you to…" Trick started.
"Sign in, I know the drill." She said with a laugh.
Trick lifted the book from under the bar and placed it in front of her.
"Can't believe you still use quill pens," Sara said, taking the pen out of the ink, "there are such things as ballpoint pens now you know."
"He doesn't even own a cell phone." Kenzi said, "And don't get him started on computers."
Sara laughed as she filled out the required information.
"All done." She said, pushing the book back over to Trick.
"You missed a bit." He said with a smile.
"No I didn't." She replied.
"You're unaligned?" Bo asked, looking at the book.
"Technically, no," Sara said, "but I just don't feel the need to advertise my alignment."
"As part of the Special Operations Branch she can go into both Light and Dark territory," Trick said, "Alignment isn't important."
"It's like an access all areas pass." Sara said, "now what does a girl have to do to get a drink around here?"
"The usual?" Trick asked.
"Of course." Sara replied.
Trick poured her a double whiskey, and put it in front of her, just as the door opened again.
"I thought I picked up your scent out front." Dyson said.
Sara smiled and turned to face him.
"Hey wolf man," she said, still smiling, "long time no see."
He walked over and gave her a hug.
"And you still smell like fresh flowers in the morning Sun." he said.
"Your pick-up lines are as terrible as ever." Sara replied with a laugh.
"He doesn't get out much." Bo said, still not sure what to make of the new Fae.
"I hear your partner is Dark Fae," Sara said, as Trick poured both her and Dyson a drink, "how's that working out for you?"
"Not too bad actually," he said, "though Tamsin is… complicated."
"That's one word for it." Lauren said, "I'd be more inclined to go with Tamsin is a bitch."
"Lauren…" Bo said.
"Sorry," Lauren said, "lack of sleep and too much alcohol."
"Tamsin…?" Sara said, "Valkyrie, 5 foot 10, blonde hair, ice green eyes?"
"Yeah," Dyson said, "you know her?"
"Just when I thought this trip couldn't get more awkward…" Sara said, downing her drink.
"Awkward is one word for it…" Tamsin said, standing behind Sara, no one had seen her come in.
"Hey Tamsin," Sara said, putting a smile on her face and turning around to face the Valkyrie, "how's it going?"
In one fluid motion Tamsin's fist connected with Sara's face. The new arrival wiped the blood from her lip with the back of her hand, and spat out the blood that was now in her mouth.
"This is a place of Sanctuary," Trick said, "I will not have violence in here."
"It's all good Trick," Sara said, again using the back of her hand to wipe away yet more blood, "I deserved that…"
"You deserve so much more than that." Tamsin said, through gritted teeth.
"Quite possibly…" Sara replied.
"Are you two going to be able to work together?" Dyson asked, "I assume you are here for the case Sara."
"Yes I am," Sara said, "and I'm pretty sure we can work together, wouldn't be the first time…"
"Whatever." Tamsin replied, "Just don't expect me to like it."
"It's not exactly high on my things I'd like to repeat list." Sara said, "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go sort out my lip."
Sara stood up and headed to the bathroom, while she was cleaning up her lip Bo walked in.
"What was that all about?" Bo asked.
"History," Sara said, "it's complicated…"
"I've never seen Tamsin react like that to someone," Bo said, "unless it was justified."
"That's a matter of opinion," Sara said, "to her that reaction was completely justified…"
"But not to you?" Bo asked.
"If I was in Tamsin's shoes, maybe…" Sara said, "Like I said, it's complicated, and personal…"
"Okay, well how long have you known her?" Bo asked.
"Do you always ask this many questions?" Sara asked in replied.
"Do you always dodge this many questions?" Bo asked.
"From a baby-Fae I've just met, and know nothing about, yeah, I do." Sara said.
With that she walked out of the bathroom and back into the bar area. There was something about this new Fae on the block that Bo didn't like. She couldn't get a read on her. History or no history, a punch to the face was a strong reaction, even from Tamsin.
