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AN: A little rushed but I am happy with the story far. Not so much with the grammar, so sorry about that. No beta. R&R! :)

CHAPTER 2 The Wolves at the gate Part 2 Honor Bound

Tamsin walked into the police station dripping confidence. She had been a soldier, a mercenary, a bounty hunter and now she was a Detective. This might actually be fun, she thought as heads turned; she walked through the building and up to a man she believed would be her new partner, the Morrígan had given her a quick description plus he seemed to be the only other Fae in station "You Dyson?" She asked causally, folding her arms.

Dyson was leaning back on his desk engrossed in a case file when he heard the question; he looked up and met ice green eyes and a devilish smirk on a stunning blond woman. "I am. Who's asking?" Dyson asked smiling.

Tamsin tilted her head a little to one side and eyed the man up and down - he liked her now but that would soon change "The name's Tamsin, I'm you're new partner."

The smug smile left Dyson's face and was replaced by a look of slight confusion. "I already have a partner."

"Hale Santiago, I know. He has been reassigned to a Dark precinct just like how I have been reassigned to here." She clarified.

"What? Your-"

"-Dark." She smirked.

"This is insane." Dyson stood up from his desk.

"No actually, it's part of the peace program the Morrígan and the Ash set up. Don't worry it's just a test run. If we don't get along it will be terminated but we are "encouraged" to at least try." Tamsin reached out and grabbed the file from the shocked Detective and started to read "What are we working on?"

Dyson still could not believe Hale was no longer his partner but for now he would just have to work with Tamsin. "How about you just sit back and watch." He walked into the interrogation room and Tamsin followed.

Bo was sitting at the table, hands cuffed, facing the door when Dyson walked into the interrogation room and sat down in the chair opposite her. "Don't I get a lawyer?" Bo asked.

"No." Dyson replied simply.

Tamsin entered the room and locked the door behind her, she locked eyes with the suspect briefly - she was unmistakably beautiful - Tamsin quickly shook off that thought and leant back against wall by the door; she looked down into the file she was holding and casually flipped through its pages, though her attention was kept on hearing how the interrogation was progressing. Bo's eyes scanned the silent blonde who had just entered before bringing her focus back to the Detective sitting in front of her. "I have rights you know."

"Let's start simple. What is your name?" Dyson asked.

"Bo." She reluctantly answered honestly. Then she had to ask something that had been on her mind since she was brought in "How did you stop me? No one has ever been able to do that." her voice sounded sad at that last omission.

"I'm stronger than I look." Dyson smiled.

Tamsin couldn't help but roll her eyes at the borderline flirting; she looked briefly over the crime scene photo of the victim and immediately recognized the tattoo on his lower arm as the mark of the Dísir Cult. What were they up too? Tamsin asked in her head. The Valkyrie looked back up at the suspect and decided to find out "Have you always been such a litter bug?" she asked in a lightly mocking tone.

Bo's eyes went from Dyson to Tamsin "What?"

"Do you always leave your leftovers out in the open like this?" Tamsin strolled over to the table and place a photo of the motel victim onto the table in front of Bo. The man she had killed with a large smile plastered across his face. "We are not really sure what you did to him, but he seems happy about it."

Bo felt that pinch in her heart again. She was a monster who had killed this man. "I…" she tried to speak.

"What are you?" Tamsin got to the point. Dyson was a little upset that she had cut in on his interrogation but he was more than curious to hear the answer.

"The devil…" Bo quoted her parents with her eyes still locked on the photo of her victim.

"Do you think this is funny?" Tamsin snapped.

Bo slowly looked up at the blonde detective "No, not really, but what do you want me to say?" she ask with sadness apparent in her voice.

"What type of Fae are you?" Tamsin replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Bo blinked and looked back and forth between the two Detectives "Fae? What the hell is Fae?"

Tamsin and Dyson looked at each other before staring back at Bo unsure whether she was serious or not. "Well, that's a new one…" said Dyson.

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Kenzi was chilling on her couch in her home she called the crack-shack, watching her favorite TV show and eating straight out of a tub of cookie dough ice cream. The Goth was surprised and suspicious to hear a knock at the door, Tamsin would not knock and no one knows where they live let alone that they were back. Kenzi put the tub of ice cream onto the coffee table, reached under the sofa and slowly pulled out a sharp Katana; then cautiously made her way to the front door and pulled back the Katana ready to strike.

She counted to three in her head before she pulled open the door quickly to reveal Mossimo standing there with a shocked look on his face. Kenzi sighed and lowered the Katana "Mossimo… welcome to my humble crack-shack." She said stepping aside, inviting him inside.

Mossimo stepped inside unable to take his eyes off of Kenzi "You're back!"

Kenzi shook her head and walked back over to the couch. "And you are slow on the obvious. What do you want, Druid dude?" she ask as she turned off the TV and sat down, still with the Katana in hand.

Mossimo rushed after her and sat down near Kenzi, his head was spinning, he put his hand on Kenzi's arm half expecting his hand to go right through her like a ghost but to his surprise she was corporeal. "What is it like? You know, to be dead and yet here again? What was Valhalla like? Are there other Einherjar here?" he asked.

"Slow down, one question at a time, please." Kenzi said shrugging off his hand.

Mossimo thought for a moment before he asked "Did it hurt? …to die, I mean"

Kenzi did not want to think about it let alone talk about what had happened, so she decided to answer his first question instead "It is strange… to be back. I died a Warriors death and that was supposed to be it... Then the Gods went all cray-cray and the big battle happened… Tamsin saved me- well my soul - she came for me and brought me back with her." a smile appeared on her face as she spoke about her friend.

Mossimo's eyes widened "Tamsin is here too?"

"Yeah, she's a woman on a mission… I don't know." Tamsin had been keeping things from her and it bugged her but that was just how Tamsin was, she liked to keep everything inside. "You didn't really come and find me after all this time to ask about my Valhalla vacation. So I'll ask again… what do you want, Mossimo?"

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Bo was escorted into the morgue by Dyson and Tamsin, she was still wearing handcuffs but thoughts of escaping never became action. She wanted information first; she had a feeling that they could give her some of the answers to questions that plagued her for most of her life.

They walked into the crypt where Lauren was sitting down at her desk working and as the three of them entered Lauren looked up "Dyson…" she greeting with an underlining question.

"Hey, Doc, this is Tamsin my new partner." Dyson gestured to Tamsin who had a light hold on Bo's arm.

"What happened to Hale?" Lauren asked concerned, standing up from her desk.

"He got reassigned." Tamsin stated flatly.

Dyson looked over to the suspect and continued "This is Bo. We were hoping you could tell us her species?" Dyson asked.

"She doesn't know?" Lauren walked over to them shocked that a Fae could not know their own species.

"Hey, I'm in the room." Bo cut in.

Lauren looked at Bo and smiled apologetically "Sorry. If you'll please come sit over here, I'll start the examination." Lauren gestured to an examination table nearby. Tamsin released her hold of Bo and removed her handcuffs, giving her a look that said "Don't try anything or these go back on" then Lauren lead Bo over to the table.

Dyson turned to his partner "I have to go check something out. Can you watch her?" Dyson wanted to talk to trick about this case, he recognized the tattoo on the victim but he couldn't remember where from and he hoped Trick would know.

"You want me to baby sit." Tamsin groaned.

"I have to go confer with a source. I'll be back just make sure she doesn't-"

"-make a smiley out of the Doc?"

"Yes. I'll own you a beer." Dyson threw his best charming smile at his new partner.

Tamsin paused before agreeing "Fine. Just make it something stronger."

"Deal." He nodded.

Dyson turned and left the morgue and Tamsin was left to keep an eye on the suspect. The Valkyrie was much better at kicking ass than babysitting but strangely enough Bo intrigued her, she walked a little closer to the two women keeping her eyes on Bo.

Lauren had just finished taking a blood sample from Bo - she put the vile of blood onto a nearby tray and held a small cotton ball against the pierced skin. Bo had her shirt off because Lauren had asked her to remove it so she could listen to her heart beat and do a general examination. Bo had noticed that Dyson had suddenly left and wondered if it was her chance to get away, she brought her hand up and lightly stroked Laurens cheek "Hey" she smirked seductively, pushing bright charms into the Doctor.

Lauren was stunned as if she had not noticed before how beautiful the woman before her was. "You're so beautiful…" she said breathlessly. Her eyes roaming over Bo's exposed skin and she reached out in the hope to just touch her.

Without even realizing she had walked over to them Tamsin's hand shot out and grabbed Lauren before she made contact "Alright, Doc. That's enough."

Bo stopped charming Lauren who took a step back and shook her head, she was very confused and very turned on "Right…" she said taking in a deep breath; she grabbed the blood sample off of the nearby tray and took it over to her desk to analyze it.

Tamsin smirked and turned her attention to Bo "Smooth moves." She commented as she slapped the hand cuffs back on the suspect.

"A girl's got to try." Bo chuckled.

Tamsin stared Bo in the eyes, she did not have that Darkness that murders have "What are you?" she asked almost in a whisper; Bo was about to speak when Tamsin added "And if you say "the Devil" again I will knock you on your ass."

Bo looked down "I am." Tamsin eyed Bo intensely, she would have guessed this was all an act before, but now she wasn't so sure. For the first time Tamsin had doubt. "I'm a monster…" Bo whispered and Tamsin's heart hurt a little for her.

"No you're not. You're just different." Tamsin said simply. Bo looked up at the Detective and gave her a weak smile.

"A Succubus, actually." Lauren announced from her desk.

"A Succubus…?" Bo asked looking past Tamsin over to the Doctor.

Tamsin crossed her arms and took in a breath trying to shake the feeling of empathy she felt a second ago "Well, I should have guessed. I have just never met one before."

"I thought you said I was Fae?" Bo asked generally.

"Fae is your genome, Succubus is you species." Lauren clarified before looking back at her work.

"Oh…" Bo looked back at Tamsin who was looking away at nothing in particular "What type of Fae are you?" She asked.

Tamsin sighed "That's a very personal question, Succubus."

"Well you've already got me half naked and in cuffs." Bo joked and Tamsin could not help but smile a little.

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Trick came up from his downstairs lair to find a small Goth girl standing by the bar waiting for him "Trickster!" she greeted enthusiastically.

He stood frozen with his wide eyes "Kenzi… but how?" he stuttered.

"Check it" Kenzi swiped her hand across the bar knocking a glass off and it shattered on the bar floor. "Oh shit. Wait! I can do this if I focus…" she walked further up the bar and did it again. This time her hand went straight through a glass "There we go! Casper don't have nothing on me!" Kenzi rejoiced.

Trick walked up to Kenzi in awe over what he was seeing, Kenzi was a warrior spirit from Valhalla; he had read myths and legends but never dreamt he would meet one. Tricks amazement was only tainted by the sad fact that this spirit was his dear friend. "You're an Einherjar…" Trick stated.

"Yeah… but it's cool. I can't die or get hurt and if I focus really hard I can go non-corporeal which makes for a great party trick." Kenzi shrugged and sat at the bar.

"Well, it is wonderful to have you back." Trick walked behind the bar, grabbed a bottle of vodka and a shot glass and put them on the bar in front of Kenzi "On the house," the bartender announced with a massive smile.

"That's why I like you" Kenzi grinned at the man and pour herself a drink.

Kenzi was back, no matter what form she was in, Trick was happy about this fact. Then something accrued to him: Ragnarök. Trick hesitated before asking "Were you there during the final battle?"

Kenzi down her shot and quickly poured another one. "You mean when the Vanir tried to wipe out all the Æsir? Yeah I was there… it was a site to see…" Kenzi's face changed thinking about Ragnarök. It was a long final battle with more carnage than she would have ever liked to see. Fire and ice, blood and dirt, swords and shields… she recited in her head before Trick spoke again breaking her dark thought train.

"How did you get back? Here, to Midgard, I mean."

"Tamsin." Kenzi smile and had her second shot.

"I see…" Trick sighed, he was not sure if he personally could trust the Valkyrie but he knew that her heart was honorable; bringing back Kenzi only enforced that belief. Dyson walked into the Dal holding a case file. Trick looked over and nodded to the detective "Dyson."

"Trick." Dyson walked over to the bar and sat next to the dark haired girl and the first thing he noticed was that she had no scent - if he could not see her Dyson would not know she was even there.

"Dyson, this is Kenzi, an old friend of mine." Trick introduced them.

"Nice to meet you" Kenzi said; of course she knew exactly who the Detective was but she was not about to say hey, you're the guy who was investigating my little crime scene. The dead guy with the carved up chest - yeah that was moi! She just thought it instead and tried to hide a giggle.

Dyson reached over and shook Kenzi's hand. "I can't smell you…" Dyson commented taking in a whiff of the small girl but getting no scent off of her at all.

Kenzi pulled her hand back quickly. "That's weird, dude." She said eyeing him.

"Dyson is a Shifter - a Wolf." Trick quickly explained.

"You have no scent." Dyson said completely dumbfounded.

"That's because she not..." Trick started but was not sure how to phrase it correctly.

"I'm Einherjar." Kenzi said blatantly pouring herself a third shot.

"From Valhalla?" asked Dyson.

"Is there any other kind?" Kenzi said shooting back her shot. "Whoa… that's smooooooth!"

Trick turned his attention to Dyson "What can I do for you today, Dyson?"

"I was hoping you might know what this symbol is?" Dyson place the file on the bar in front of trick and opened it to show the victim and a close up of the tattoo on his forearm. Trick pulled the file closer and his eyes grew wide, he did indeed know this symbol but more importantly he knew how the victim was killed. "What?" Dyson asked seeing the bartenders reaction.

"It's… it can't be…" Trick stuttered out unable to put his racing thought into coherent sentences.

"Trick… what?" the detective urged.

Tricked blinked "Sorry… the symbol is the mark of the "cult of Dísir"." He said looking back up at Dyson.

"Fate worshipers… of course." Dyson nodded, mentally kicking himself for not remembering this before. The wolf noticed that Trick's expression had not changed much, there was something else that he was not saying "There's something else…" he stated - he did not ask.

Trick hesitated before speaking "This kill… I recognize that too… it is a Succubus."

"A Succubus…" The Detective echoed.

"What if its-"

"-No, it's not her." Dyson knew that Trick was married to a Succubus once and about Afie, his daughter, but from the description he had from Trick the suspect currently with Tamsin and Lauren was not the infamous "Dark Succubus".

"You have her in custody?" Trick enquired further.

"She is with my new partner right now."

"New partner?"

"Long story."

"Okay." Trick thought for a moment. There was only one other Succubus he knew of and he had to be sure. "Bring her here."

"Trick-"

"-Now." Trick demanded sternly. The Wolf nodded, took out his mobile and started dialing.

Kenzi had been sitting there listening the whole time, taking in all the information - she had even stopped having shots so she could focus more on what they were talking about; she trusted Trick to a degree but he was always hiding things, Kenzi was hiding things and Tamsin was hiding things - it was just the way of the new world.

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Tamsin and Bo were waiting for the Doctor to finish up her tests and general analysis. Tamsin looked over at Bo and saw her shiver a little, it was cold in the morgue and her being shirtless probably did not help. The detective argued with herself in her head for a second before stepping closer to the Succubus. Bo looked a little confused as Tamsin un-cuffed her. "Put your shirt back on." Tamsin said taking a small step back.

Bo reached over, grabbed her shirt and slipped it on keeping her eyes locked on the blonde Detective the whole time. "Thanks." She put her arms up expecting to be cuffed again but Tamsin just shook her head. "Thanks again…" Bo said still slightly confused.

"Just don't try anything." Tamsin said letting her trademark smirk cross her face.

"Promise." Bo said, truly meaning it; she smiled a little at the Detective "You know… I have spent a long time running scared of this… hunger inside me… it's nice to know I'm not the only freak out there. It's good to have finally some answers."

Tamsin could not help but feel a little uncomfortable - in the span of a few minutes Bo had thanked her and had a minor heart to heart. Valkyries were not good in situations like this, fighting was more her style. "Glad to help." She said, looking down and breaking eye contact.

"So what happens now?" Bo Asked.

Tamsin looked around the morgue trying her best not look the Succubus directly in the eyes. "Well, there was a time where you would have to choose a side via this trial that had to do with fighting a bunch of under-Fae. Now with all the drama, no one gives a shit about a lot of the old traditions." Tamsin chuckled a little.

The world had fallen into chaos… and that was a little funny.

"So how do I choose a side?" Bo asked.

"Now you just plead fealty to either the Ash or the Morrígan."

"What side are you?" Bo smiled when Tamsin finally made eye contact again, clearly shocked by the interest in her side. Bo did not really like the idea of pledging fealty to some political power she did not know anything about; she preferred to do things her own way without a dictatorship but seeing Tamsin reaction was well worth it. "What if I don't want to choose a side?"

Tamsin relaxed a little, amused at the possibility. "Like… unaligned? I'm not sure how that would work. I guess you could go for that if you really wanted to. It might piss some people off" especially the Morrígan she added in her head.

"Well okay then… I'll be Bo the unaligned Succubus." Bo smiled at the Detective and Tamsin smiled back, Bo was defiantly unique. The morgue phone rang a few times in the distance but neither Bo nor Tamsin reacted or broke eye contact until Lauren spoke.

"Tamsin…" Lauren was holding the morgue phone when Tamsin spun around to respond "It's Dyson." the doctor informed answering the obvious and unspoken question.

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Evony was stretch out on her sun couch taking in the warm light of the early afternoon sun when Vex strutted onto her penthouse roof top and directly up to her. "Hello my dark queen, what can I do for this fine apocalyptic-looking day?" He greeted cheerfully. Despite the warmness of the day Vex was dressed in his usual all black attire.

Evony smirked and slowly changed her position, sitting up elegantly to face the Gothic man. "Vex, you filthy parasite. I want you…" She drew out, leaning forward ever so slightly.

"Yes…" Vex urged on, his dirty mind was swimming in possibilities as he eyed her chest not-so-subtly.

"…to keep an eye on someone for me." She concluded flatly, sitting back into her couch.

Vex scoffed. "Oh. That's all? You want the LAST Mesmer to spy on some unsuspecting Fae? That's bollocks that is." He casually paced around as if to illustrate his boredom at the idea.

"You WILL do this and you WILL report to me regularly. If you do not I WILL have you boiled alive in oil." The Morrígan reached over and grabbed a Martini off of a small table by the couch.

Vex stopped pacing and smirked at Evony "Olive oil?" he asked. The Morrígan just stared him down as she sipped her drink. "Alright, alright, scince you feel so strongly about it - I would love to be your little spy. Who is the Fae?"

Evony put her drink back on the table before looking Vex in the eyes again. "The Valkyrie."

Vex blinked "What? Tamsin? She's back? Or is there another one about?" he was sure that Tamsin was long gone, possibly even long dead.

"When was the last time you saw a Valkyrie beside that snarky bitch? Yes, Tamsin has returned and I don't trust her… there was a time where she was loyal, vicious and merciless but now… something is… different. I don't think her motives serve me anymore." Evony did not trust anyone. Tamsin was powerful, like all Valkyries; It would be unwise not to discover why she was back.

"So you want ME to find out what's going on in her pretty blonde head?"

"Do you have a problem with that, Vex?" Evony asked tilting her head to one side.

Vex shrugged "Nope. Just making sure I got the job description right."

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Kenzi was sitting at the bar with Dyson enjoying the buzz her old friend alcohol had provided. Trick was cleaning behind the bar immersed in his own thoughts but he would stop every now and then to listen to some of Kenzi's alcohol fueled ramblings. Then something Kenzi said made him freeze and look up at the tipsy Goth with wide eyes "What did you just say?" he stammered out.

Kenzi pause her rambling and thought for a moment. "Orphan Black is a Television masterpiece?"

"After that"

"I want to get a cat?"

"After that"

"Twizzlers are the greatest candy ever?"

"Before that"

"Mossimo came to visit?

"Yes! Yes, that part. Why did the Druid visit you?" Trick new Mossimo was bad new and whatever he wanted could not be good. The bartender poured Kenzi another drink expecting the requirement for her to be more intoxicated before being completely truthful about the visit. Dyson listened into the conversation, Trick's reaction had intrigued him.

Kenzi smiled and took the shot; she knew somewhere in her head that it was something she should not speak about - she was not even going to tell Tamsin because it was too ridiculous but the Valkyrie had been unpredictable lately so Kenzi didn't want to risk Tamsin doing something insane… something else insane; so she hesitated and that was probably for the best because Dyson and Tamsin walk into the bar with a strange dark haired woman a second later.

"Tamsin, this is-" Dyson started an introduction as the two women walked over to the bar but was quickly cut off.

"-Trick." Tamsin interrupted avoiding eye contact with the bartender.

"You two know each other?" Dyson asked looking back and forth between the two.

Trick looked at Tamsin and started to speak "We have a hist-"

"-This is the way-station for this district, so it's safe to say that our paths have crossed." Tamsin cut him off, she didn't want their "history" laid out on the bar for everyone to see. "Short-stack." Tamsin nodded to the Goth sitting at the bar beside Dyson.

"Tam-Tam." Kenzi smiled at the Valkyrie and pour herself yet another shot.

"Okay…" Dyson decided to move on. "Tamsin is my new partner." He announced to Trick.

"I see." Tricks reaction was one of concern and confusion. Tamsin would smirk if she was not concerned about what the bartender might reveal.

Dyson look at Bo, their prime suspect who did not appear to be handcuffed anymore "And this is, Bo …who is no longer in handcuffs?" The wolf glanced at his partner with a questioning look.

"I didn't find them necessary." Tamsin stated casually.

"They are not." Trick spoke up; his eyes were locked on Bo.

"Do I know you?" Bo asked confused as to why the bartender was staring at her.

Trick came out from behind the bar and walked up to Bo. Tamsin unconsciously moved closer to Bo almost protectively. Trick stopped his approach when he saw the Valkyrie move; he stopped a few feet from Bo and looked her right in the eyes. He was overjoyed at her presence and wanted to tell her everything but it would only put her in danger so he only told her what he believed was safe to know. "I-I- I knew your mother many, many years ago." He finally pushed out.

"My… mother?" Bo had always thought about her biological parents, wondered who they were and scince she had just found out that she was Fae, that meant her parents were also Fae. "Who is she?" Bo asked as she felt pressure in her chest and had to actually focus on taking in breaths.

"Unfortunately not one of the Fae's more favorable members" Trick answered vaguely, he could not tell her everything about Afie yet, it would only cause problems.

"Meaning?" Bo almost snapped, not happy with his vague response.

Trick paused; he had to word it correctly so that nothing was misunderstood. "She did some things… during the great Fae wars. As a result she was… arrested."

Bo could feel her heart beating in her chest "Where is she now?" she needed to know, she wanted to talk to her mother.

"She was handed over to the Dark…" Trick paused again. Tamsin knew that if she was a prisoner of the Dark it would be for a good reason, she looked at Bo and saw her eyes were threating to release tears; she wanted to say something to make her feel better… but there was nothing. "It was a terrible time and she committed… If she hadn't been handed over it would have been another reason- another excuse for the war to be sparked again." Trick tried to explain.

"Is she still alive?" Bo almost whispered the question that had haunted her mind for years.

Trick knew the answer but he could risk Bo searching for her. "I'm not sure. I'm sorry."

Bo nodded and took in all the information before looking at Tamsin who was still staring at her. "I want to talk to the Morrígan." She told the Detective.

Tamsin saw the conviction in the Bo's eyes and she couldn't say no. "Okay."

Dyson was shocked "What? No- No way." She was still their suspect and he could not just let Tamsin take her to the leader of the Dark.

Tamsin broke eye contact with Bo and turned to her partner "Dude, it's kind of obvious that, yes, she probably killed that guy but no, we clearly aren't going to lock her up."

"Were not?" Dyson questioned.

"You're not." Trick answered with a stern tone.

"Plus the Morrígan is probably going to want to meet the "unaligned Succubus" eventually so… two birds…" Tamsin rationalized.

Dyson stood up from the bar stool he was sitting on "Fine but I'm coming with you." He declared folding his arms.

"Don't trust me, partner?" Tamsin smirked and tilted her head slightly eyeing the Wolf.

Dyson put on his own charming smirk "Not exactly."

"Well, sorry, but its Dark territory so no-go for you." she countered.

"I'll wait outside." Dyson was determined.

Tamsin sighed, not caring enough to argue with him. "Fine, if you must."

"Thank you." Bo said to Tamsin feeling like she had someone on her side, it was a first and she liked the thought.

Tamsin look back at Bo "Stop thanking me. The Morrígan is quite the character so don't be too excited about this."

"And by quite the character you mean…" Bo fished for more information.

"One crazy-ass bitch!" Kenzi practically yelled. The bottle in front of her was almost gone and the Goth was plastered. Tamsin chuckled at the drunken girl before making her way out of the Dal followed by Bo and Dyson. "Trick! More booze!" Kenzi requested as the three exited the building. Trick watched them leave before returning to behind the bar; he did not grant Kenzi more alcohol in fact he poured her a glass of water and slid it over to her. "Water? Whaaaaaaaaaaat?" Kenzi scoffed.

As soon as the three had exited the Dal Dyson froze. Dyson was standing completely still, listening, sniffing and waiting for something. Tamsin noticed that Dyson was not moving and sighed "Dog boy, hurry up." her and Bo were standing nearby.

"Something's wrong…" he whispered.

Tamsin sighed again, this time loudly as her and Bo walked back over to Dyson. "We don't have time-"

"-Shut up." Dyson cut his partner off. Something was nearby, watching them, he could sense it.

Tamsin could see the intense look on Dyson's face and it made her instincts kick in "Go back inside, Succubus." She whispered to Bo withdrawing her hand gun from its holster.

"Not a chance." Bo said knowing she should probably leave it to the two detectives armed with guns but at the same time she did not want to leave Tamsin's side if there was danger. Tamsin was the first person to tell her she was not a monster and she was not about to abandon her.

Before Tamsin could turn and yell at the Succubus to go back inside, a deep and loud growl echoed all around them. Then a large, dark haired wolf appeared from around the Dal corner about fifty feet away from them. The Alpha - a massive and vicious looking Dire Wolf. Tamsin went wide eyed as the creature took slow stalking steps towards them. Dyson was not sure if he should even attempt to fight the beast, it was much larger than he would be if he shifted. "Maybe we all should…" Dyson mumbled.

"Yeah." Tamsin agreed and the trio turned around and ran back into the Dal; the Alpha - seeing the three run - chased after them. Dyson slammed the door shut behind them and leaned against it just in case.

Trick and Kenzi looked between the three waiting for an explanation as to why they suddenly ran back into the bar with shocked looks on their faces. Tamsin dashed over to the bar and began to drink the clear liquid in front of Kenzi. After a few chugs she drops the glass like it was burning her hand, letting it smash on the ground. "Water. Really?" she asked her small gothic friend.

"What the Fae is going on!?" Kenzi shouted, looking around at everybody.

"Big… wolf… outside." Bo stammered out between breaths. Dyson just stood leaning against the Dal door nodding - both of them clearly in shock.

"What!?" Trick gave Tamsin a look that could only be called the "Look what you have done now" look.

Kenzi leaned closer to Tamsin in an attempted to exclude the bartender and whispered "Are my puppies turning on their owner?"

"Gods I hope so." Tamsin slowly sat down on one of the bar stools near Kenzi.

"What!? Why would you want- oooooooooh right… Oh holy Fae! One of them is the-"

"-Shut it! I don't know." Tamsin cut the Goth off. Not wanting Trick to overhear and confirm his already very accurate suspicions.

"Well I told the big dog to find the you-know-who and then…" Kenzi whispered even quieter indicating to the Dyson and Bo. "So who do you think it is? What if it's Trick?"

"Don't make me sick…" Tamsin scoffed. The Valkyries head was spinning, the Æthelflæd was here and was either her new partner or the newly discovered unaligned Succubus. Dyson stood strongly against door waiting for an attack while Bo stood close by trying to spot the Alpha through the Dal's window. Tamsin watched both; they both exuded strength and power, which was an attractive quality to any Valkyrie.

"Okay so it's either wolf-wang or boob-zilla… did you… you know… feel anything with one in particular?"

Tamsin could not form thoughts with everything that was happening, "I… I don't know they are both hot- what do you want from me!?" her voiced raised and Trick looked toward the whispering pair.

"Chill! Breath! Keep it cool… Okay, so how about you go Wolf hunting with Wolf-man and I'll take Bo-boobs back to the crack-shack. Either the wolves will chase after you two and then you know its Dyson or they come to the crack-shack where I order them to back off and then you know it is Bo. Make sense?"

"That is… actually a good plan."

"Don't sound too surprised." Kenzi straightened up and prepared herself.

Trick came out from behind the bar and headed towards his lair. There was an escape hatch down there that led to a series of tunnels and all of them could get out that way without a risk of being followed via tracking. However, whoever the wolves were after would surely be in the most danger and not even masking there scent would save them. Trick could only pray to the gods that Bo was not the Æthelflæd.

"Quick! Everyone downstairs! There is a way out through there!" Trick gestured for everyone to follow him downstairs.