A/N: I did not officially mark this story as a crossover because I don't think many people actually press that little button
Spoilers: Takes place between 1x13 and 2x01
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Lost Girl or Sanctuary, except Axel
To say that things were lively would be a lie. Yet ironically, it was also a colossal understatement. The atmosphere inside the Dal was anything but lively; in fact, it was a ghostly whisper of its typical frivolity. It was empty of its melting pot of patrons save for one unaligned, flustered and exhausted Bo, one equally flustered and exhausted Kenzi, and one weary Trick who, for his part, was serving the two women a well deserved beer and shot of tequila.
What was ironic about all this was despite the Dal being a virtual ghost town, the world outside was in a state complete and utter chaos. It had been almost a week since a deranged Aoife had bombed the council of Light Fae High Elders. During this time Bo and Kenzi had tracked, seen, and captured more underfae than one would consider healthy or sane.
"You fae and your choice of house pets. You'd think there was something wrong with getting just a goldfish or dog or cat even, like the rest of us humans! I mean, who has even heard of let alone seen a dog with hands? Hands!" Kenzi appraised after slamming her shot.
"Mm," Bo took a hearty swig of beer "since being 'initiated' into the whole fae community, you people have seemed to taken almost everything I know and just about bastardize it. There is no way in hell I will ever look at a dog the same way again after being dragged by the ankle from a hand on its tail!" She shuddered at the memory and took another swig of her beer.
"Sounds like you had a fortunate run-in with an Ahuizotl," As Bo was opening her mouth to protest, Trick quickly elaborated, "It is because Ahuizotl eat the eyes, teeth, and nails of humans while leaving the rest of the body virtually untouched. It's a good thing no one frequents the lake either as they have a tendency to drown its victims."
Bo and Kenzi shared a meaningful glance; no doubt aware just how fortunate they were that there were no victims and that neither of two ended up as one. Trick looked at the two women and saw how they slumped rather than sat in their barstools and the bags starting to show under their eyes.
"Go home girls, you've more than earned your rest. Come back tomorrow when your ready and we'll go over with Hale what's left and unaccounted for."
With that the duo left the Dal and Trick walked around the bar to mark the most recent catch on the city map posted on a board he had set up. There were four red pins, which marked captured underfae, and numerous white pins, which marked unusual activity. There were several white pins around a park and surrounding establishments, which so far cataloged the odd instances of dead animals turning up in the area. Trick furrowed his brow as he realized that Bo, Kenzi, and Hale would need to look into it before things could take a turn for the worse.
"Out of respect for your expertise I won't ask how you know what we're looking for and that it's here at this lake, but I will ask as to why you've brought me with you. So, Helen, why, out of everyone that works for you did you bring me with you?"
Dr. Helen Magnus stopped roughly ten feet from the edge of the lake, lowered her weapon and turned around. She appraised the man standing near her and regarded him carefully; he looked unsure of himself and the way his shoulders were squared suggested that he felt uncomfortable and out of place. She couldn't fault him for being skeptical; she had only ever asked him to help her catch an abnormal once, the same one that caused them to cross paths. They were hostile towards each other as they had every right to be given the circumstances in which they met, but no matter bitter she was towards him given her lack of trust, he was always respectable and much more graceful in his open hostility. Afterwards, she let him go about his daily life working at the loading docks and only asked that he monitor the traffic there and notify her if any abnormals, red list or otherwise, came in.
"In the spirit of being frank, Will and Kate are in Chile, and I needed Henry to stay behind and watch over the Sanctuary as well as keep an eye out for any activity." Helen turned around and continued her search around the lake "For whatever reason there has been an explosion of abnormals here and I thought it best to investigate myself as to why."
"Again, why me? I know you have other contacts that are far more suited than me to help you."
"Axel," Helen turned around and looked at him again. He was only a little bit taller than her; of average build with short dark brown hair that nearly looked black, and in his late 20's "despite what you may think, you are more than capable. I trust your intuition; you can predict animal behavior, and it takes more than quite a bit to bring you down." She gave him a cheeky grin "Given the number of abnormals in this area I thought it best if you were my backup. We will probably end up running ourselves ragged catching all the abnormals in the area and I know you'll be able to keep up."
Axel merely smirked and continued to peruse the shore. Helen stopped and crouched down when she noticed two sets footprints in the dirt as well as what appeared to be drag marks. Axel walked past Helen trying to get a feel for the place; he inhaled deeply and picked up traces of lavender, moist soil, water, and the overwhelming smell of wet dog. There wasn't any lavender growing around so it must be remnants of someone's perfume, shampoo, or body wash, certainly not Helen's, as she always smells like sandalwood.
"The whole area smells like a wet dog." Helen looked up from her find at Axel, who was looking towards the tree line. "I imagine it would, the Ahuizotl we're looking for is nothing more than a dog that lives in or near the water."
"Regardless, it isn't here. I can't see or sense anything that would suggest otherwise." He headed back towards Helen "We weren't the only ones here, and whoever was, got to it before we did. I suggest we call it night look for clues tomorrow."
He was right; it was much too dark out and there wasn't anything else they could possibly do. "Alright." She conceded with a heavy sigh.
It was around 1:15 in the morning when two men stumbled out of the bar together laughing boisterously; David, who was blonde and wearing a power suit, and Jake, a red head in jeans and a long sleeve shirt. The two walked side by side and sat at a bench that overlooked the park across the street and talked about various topics until David stood up to leave.
"Okay Jake, you make sure you get home safe; call a cab. I'll see you around" And with that David walk off and left Jake sitting in the bench.
Jake sat there for about five minutes before he pulled out his phone to call a cab. As he was about to dial he paused when he thought he heard something.
"Jake"
"David? I thought you went home already." Jake got up off the bench and walked near the pawnshop where he heard his name.
"Jake"
"David? Dave is that you?" He walked down the alley beside the shop but couldn't see anything. He could barely make out the dumpster that he nearly tripped on when he heard his name called again, but this time it didn't sound like David and came from right behind him.
"Dave I swear-" He turned around saw that indeed it was not David and let out a bloodcurdling scream before he was immediately silenced.