A/N: Okay so this is the second installment of Angels, this was originally a one shot but due to requests I decided to continue it. I Hope you all enjoy and please do not hesitate to give suggestions in the reviews or even PM me! Enjoy!
As months went by I found myself trying to avoid Bo at all costs. If Dyson and I had a case that went along with one of her shenanigans, something would 'magically' come up, leaving me unable to assist. It was a pretty fool proof plan that generally kept her away from me, and the contact between us was minimal meaning that at most we had to exchange polite smiles and greetings for the past year and a half. Until – and so sickeningly cliché – one night at the Dal.
It had been a rough day and a rough case. We'd finally cracked a child murderer case and realized that the guy had gotten to a few more kids than we anticipated, and by a few more, I mean 10. It was such a hard concept to grasp, how in the world did this guy manage to get to the 7 kids that we knew about and not to mention 10 more, without being caught until now? It was mind boggling.
My thoughts were cut short as I sat down at the bar and was met with a kind-faced Trick.
"What can I get you? The usual?" Hm. I didn't realize that he kept track of what I drank, I never figured I was important enough for him to notice, and especially since his granddaughter and I had broken up.
"Make it a double, on the rocks." Trick wandered away and clinked around behind the bar for a few moments and returned with the vodka I'd just ordered.
As he was setting my drink down an uproar of laughter from the closest table caught my attention and I turned in my seat. To my surprise I actually saw Dyson smiling and laughing, looking tired but otherwise unaffected by the grueling case we just cracked. Of course the entire group was there as well: Hale, Kenzi, Bo, and Dr. Lauren Lewis.
A bitter taste filled my mouth as I witnessed the closeness between Bo and Lauren. It was pathetic. Lauren was pathetic. Couldn't she see that Bo didn't want her? Didn't she understand that Bo was only humoring her? But I quickly realized that I was wrong. Bo wasn't wearing her people pleasing smile, and she wasn't laughing her polite, quiet chuckle. She was really laughing at whatever it was that the Doctor had said, and she was wearing the most beautiful smile that I'd seen in a long time.
"You can always go and talk to her." My thoughts were interrupted by Trick speaking in a hushed voice. "Actually," He continued but then abruptly stopped, looked away, and left much to my confusion.
"Trick..?" I started, and then I heard that voice.
"Hey, Tamsin?" It was a question.
My breathing caught in a moment of panic. Did she see me looking at her? Oh my god, did she develop mind reading abilities and now she's going to yell at me!? Of course I knew my thoughts were ridiculous, so I ended up doing what I do best.
"Yeah, that is my name, Bo." I said coolly, turning around with a half smirk bringing the drink to my lips.
"You know you don't have to be such an ass."
I didn't respond with anything other and the quirk of an eyebrow and another gulp of vodka. God, I needed to be drunk.
"Whatever. I was just going to say that you could join us if you'd like. Lauren has some amazing stories about-"
"Look, there are a million things that I would rather do than hang out with you and the happy sunshine gang, and one of them includes snorting glass mixed with cocaine." I drained my drink and set it on the counter, slapped down a bill that paid for way more than what I ordered, and walked out of the bar.
The night air was cold and crisp and I could hear the snow crunching beneath my feet as I began my walk home. Happy sunshine gang, I couldn't believe I'd actually used that, I hadn't heard it in years. I chuckled as I continued walking, ignoring the bit of guilt that built in me because of the behavior towards the brunette, and not really paying attention. Suddenly there was a hand on my shoulder, and that was when my reflexes kicked in.
I whipped around quickly, both drawing my knife and pinning the person up against the wall, knife pressed against their neck. My eyes darkened as my Valkyrie nature took over and I began to pound doubt and dread into the person against the wall.
"T-Tamsin, what're you-you doing?" They managed to choke out. After hearing their voice, I quickly removed my hands from them and watched them sink to the snow covered ground, dropping my knife as my eyes once again became normal.
"Bo?" She was lying on the ground completely unconscious and there was no one in sight to hand her off to.
"Fucks sake." I mumbled to myself as I scooped her up from the ground and started carrying her, "She knows how I react, she knows that…"
"Ow, ow, ow, OW!"
"Oh shut up, Succulette. Yelling about the pain isn't going to make it go away any faster."
"You. Tamsin. What the fuck happened. Where am I?" Bo sat up on the couch as she gripped her head as she so obviously felt the effects of my powers.
"You're at my new apartment. What do you remember? Friends, family?" I knew I'd most likely severely impaired her memory because of the amount of doubt that I pumped through her.
"Not much. I mean I remember you, I remember a lot but not everything. And there are pieces of others too, but not much. Fucking hell, I feel super drunk…" Her voice was quiet, she was deep in thought.
I took a deep breath, before I asked my next question. I had to know. "Lauren, what do you remember about her?"
Her brow furrowed as she thought hard and began to explain, "Well I know we'd been spending a lot of time together, since... Since well..." She looked at me.
Right. The break-up. I stayed silent and nodded though I didn't care to wipe the emotions that were most definitely written across my face.
"So she loves me?" I nodded, and she continued speaking, "How do you feel about that?"
My throat closed and I wondered how she could always manage to catch me so off guard. She did this every time we spoke even remotely seriously. But as I've always said, lying to her was out of the question.
"I think, well I think you can't choose who you love."
She seemed to ponder that for a second as she formed a new question. "Do you love me?"
"'Course I do." It wasn't a lie. I'd never stopped loving her and I'd never stopped thinking about her since we broke up, she was my everything.
"So I have to choose between two women that I love?"
Ouch. So she did love her, I shouldn't have been surprised, but it was different and difficult to have heard coming from her.
"There's no choice right now." I didn't want to hear who she was going to choose, not right then. I just couldn't bear it if she chose the kind doctor.
"Why not?"
"Because choices like that take time to think about." She just looked at me as if waiting for me to continue, "I mean sure, you can make a choice any time that you like, and I am quite confident that both Lauren and I would respect it. But I think for now, you just need to take your time."
The next time she spoke, it seemed to me like she'd nearly dismissed what I'd said. "I think I need to remember a bit more before I try to decide anything."
"I think that'd probably be best." I got up from my position beside her to go up to my room.
"No wait! Don't leave me! Please, I'm scared and I don't think I can do this without you." Her brown eyes watered with tears.
"Alright, alright, I'm not going anywhere. I'm right here." As she laid her head in my lap and closed her eyes she mumbled a few last thoughts to me.
"You take such good care of me, Tamsin. You're my guardian angel."
Tears made their way down my face as I stroked her hair, "I'm always going to care for you Bo, I'm never going anywhere."