Kenzi paced Laurens apartment with a nervous energy. Bo had given her strict instructions to remain there and wait for Dyson; but that wasn't the only instructions Bo's petulant nature had given her. Glancing at her phone, she read the terse text once more.

When you Dyson are done getting cozy, I want everything you can find on Karen Beattie.

"Shitty McShitterton. Of McShitterberg," Kenzi swore, her pacing stopped next to the counter where Karen Beattie's wanted flyer lay. With great reluctance she picked the sheet of paper up, her eyes quickly scanning and learning more about Lauren/Karen's life than she previously knew. She was looking for anything that might help fill Bo's request.

She spoke several different languages? "Of course she speaks fluent French. But, dude. For serious. Who speaks Swahili?" she wondered aloud.

Known ties to underground arms dealers? "What the fornication, Hotpants?!" She dropped the flyer as if her hands were on fire. She prided herself on not being easily surprised and while she never really trusted Lauren as she felt she was competition for Bo's attention, she never imagined the brilliant doctor that wore her guarded heart on her sleeve for a certain succubus could have so much to hide.

It felt wrong to do what Bo was asking of her. It felt like she was betraying Lauren, but her loyalties - the loyalties that were somehow in question with Bo - forced her hand. She made the call and requested the information from one of her usual contacts and knew it wouldn't be long before everything Canadian Criminal Intelligence had on Karen/Lauren would soon be in her hands.

Hours later as Bo pummeled the heavybag in front of her, she tried to block out Kenzi's not so stealthy approach and the obvious anger and hurt directed at her. Finally, her melee of punches slowed and she acknowledged Kenzi's presence. "I'm not mad about Dyson, if that's why you're skulking around," she offered, not even bothering to look at her.

Kenzi blew out a disgusted breath before thrusting the thick file on Karen Beattie out towards Bo's cold shoulder. "Here's the dirt you requested on your ex. You might remember her? The one that went behind the ashholes back and taught you how not to kill people and believed in you when you thought you were a monster? And oh yeah, that's right. She also trusted you with her heart, Succuslut."

Bo spun around, eagerly taking the file from Kenzi and flipping open the cover. "You're actually going to do it. You're actually going to read it. I can't believe you," Kenzi remarked, folding her arms across her chest.

"What is with the stick up your ass? You never liked Lauren. You never trusted her and now it looks like you had good reason all along to trust your instincts," Bo huffed, squaring her shoulders for battle with the petite powerhouse.

"Wow. Girl is mad crazy about you. She trusted YOU, Bo! She never judged you for your past mistakes. She never treated you like you were a monster and she was always there for you. Your past never mattered to her," Kenzi spelled out in clear terms, her bright blue eyes burning with an intensity that made Bo take a step back. "You have a hell of a way for repaying her faith in you, Bobo. You took everything she gave you freely and pissed it away. You really wonder why she bailed?"

Any anger that geared Bo up for battle was swiftly slashed to ribbons by Kenzi's words. Everything she said was true. Every single word. "Why didn't she just tell me?" Bo asked with a voice much more fragile than Kenzi would have ever thought she'd hear from the fearsome Fae.

Feeling as if she'd finally gotten through to Bo, the tension left Kenzi's shoulders as she slowly approached her and gently took the file from her, dropping it to the ground before taking Bo's hands in hers. "I don't know," she answered honestly. "I just know that all of us, myself included, did a really shitty thing by constantly doubting her and expecting her to prove herself when she always had our backs."

"She's what's missing, Kenz," Bo admitted tearfully. "How could I screw this up so badly?"

Kenzi shrugged and gave her friend a smile. "Nobody's perfect."

Bo returned the smile with a grateful one. "Except for you," she teased, lightly bumping her hip against Kenzi's.

"When you're right, you're right," Kenzi smirked, feeling herself drawn into Bo's arms and happily returning the embrace. "We have to find her and bring her home," she murmured feeling Bo nod her head in agreement. "She's part of our family," Bo confirmed, squeezing Kenzi tightly against her to let her best friend know that the sentiment of family, something so cold and alien for each of them before, had been found and was something to be cherished.

When they finally released each other, Kenzi's eyes fell upon the file. She scooped it up, halfheartedly offering it once more to Bo who watched her curiously. "Do you want.." her question trailed off.

Bo shook her head, her voice full of resolve. "It's not important."

"Consider it burned," Kenzi smiled proudly, nearly bouncing away to destroy the file.

Bo found herself with her fingertips pressed against her neck where Lauren's necklace should be. It was an odd thing to think that she felt naked without it when Lauren had never even given it to her, but she knew with certainty that it was hers and that it belonged there. She smiled faintly, musing that now all she needed to do is find Lauren and earn the right to wear it.