A/N: And I'm back (and freaking excited for the next episode - Valkubus tub scene, anyone?).

Sorry for the wait, guys. Here's an extra long chapter to make up for it.

The truck drove roughly over a pot hole in the middle of the road and Tamsin flicked her eyes nervously over to the succubus slumped in the seat beside her, checking to see if she was still unconscious. She had been driving in silence for half an hour since leaving the shack and Bo had not yet stirred. Tamsin tightened her grip on the steering wheel and swallowed. Her nerves were strained, ready to snap, waiting for the moment when Bo would wake. She knew she should tie Bo up more securely; a seat belt and handcuffs would not prevent the succubus from attacking her and trying to escape. But she didn't. She couldn't. A part of her wanted to give Bo any advantage she could, any chance at escape. She wanted Bo to have a fighting chance.

Tamsin checked the dashboard clock for the umpteenth time. It was only seven o'clock. She still had almost half a day of driving until she reached her destination. The sun had gone down and the moon had come out, bathing the world in an eerie white glow. The dark had always been a comfort to Tamsin. She was, after all, a valkyrie; a creature of death, a creature of darkness. But tonight it did not comfort her. Her skin prickled and her eyes constantly scanned the bushes on the side of the road, wondering if she was being watched. She would be a fool to think she was alone. Now that she was so close she knew he would be watching her every move.

Movement out of the corner of her eye caught her attention, and Tamsin took her eyes off the road for a brief moment to see Bo stir slightly in her seat, her eyes opening slowly.

"Shit." She muttered under her breath. She was not prepared for this. She took one hand off the steering wheel to clutch the gun holstered at her hip, the cold weapon comforting her. She didn't want to use it, didn't want to hurt Bo. She hoped the threat of it would be enough to keep Bo compliant.

"What...?" Bo croaked, her voice trailing off, leaving the question unfinished. She moved slightly in her seat, confusion flooding her face when she saw both her hands and ankles were cuffed together. Turning her head slowly, she blinked at Tamsin, her eyes bleary.

"Tamsin?" Bo's voice was weak and groggy.

"Just relax, Bo."

Bo frowned, Tamsin's choice of words causing a flicker of recognition to run across her face. "You were at my place. There was wine..." Her voice trailed off again and she moved awkwardly in her seat, facing her body slightly towards Tamsin. Her movements were slow and laboured.

"I don't feel so good. Where am I?" Bo brought her hands up, staring in confusion again at the handcuffs, unable to comprehend what was happening. "What did you do to me?"

Tamsin paused, unsure of what to say. She had not known what to expect when the succubus finally woke, nor had she expected her to wake so soon.

"How do you feel?" Tamsin finally asked quietly. The succubus looked like living death. Her face was as pale as a ghost, her eyes unfocused. She looked weak and exhausted.

"I'm going to be sick." Bo murmured faintly.

Tamsin turned her head towards Bo so quickly that her neck cricked. "Don't you dare throw up in my truck."

Bo gagged, dry heaving, and Tamsin quickly pulled over her truck, throwing the handbrake on and jumping out of the vehicle. She ran around to the passenger side of the truck, barely opening the door in time before Bo threw up all over the side of the road.

Tamsin wrinkled her nose, reaching out to carefully pull Bo's hair away from her face.

Bo flinched and moved away from her, sitting back up in her seat and leaning her head against the headrest. Her face was sweaty and her chest heaved. She awkwardly wiped her mouth with her bound hands and swallowed loudly.

"Where am I?" She asked again, her voice weak. "What did you do to me?" Bo closed her eyes, her breaths still coming out in short gasps.

Tamsin didn't answer. Once she was sure the woman was not going to throw up again, she shut the passenger door. Walking back around the truck, she slid into the driver's seat, shutting the door behind her. Opening the dashboard compartment she pulled out a bottle of water and unscrewed the cap. She held the bottle up to Bo.

"Here, drink this."

Bo tried to turn away, shaking her head weakly. "No."

"Bo, you need to rehydrate." She tilted the mouth of the bottle against Bo's lips, relieved when Bo finally began to drink the water.

After a moment Bo pulled away, letting a few droplets of water run down the corner of her mouth and trail down her neck. Tamsin watched the droplets slide down Bo's skin, quickly flicking her eyes away when the water disappeared down the valley between Bo's breasts. She screwed the lid back on the bottle and placed it back inside the dashboard compartment, ignoring the hot flush creeping up her neck. She cleared her throat and looked up. Bo had slumped in her seat, her head leaning against the window, yet again succumbing to sleep.

Tamsin sat there for a moment watching the succubus silently, wondering how long she had before the potion wore off, before Bo woke again. Whatever it was, it had really done a number on Bo. Sighing, Tamsin ran a hand through her hair and faced forward in her seat. She started the truck and pulled away from the side of the road, Bo still sound asleep beside her.

"So I wasn't dreaming."

Tamsin started, almost drifting off the road in surprise. She covered up her shock quickly, turning to look at the succubus. Bo was sitting up in the seat, her gaze sharp and alert, the colour beginning to return to her skin. It had been almost an hour since Bo had first woken.

Bo held her arms up in front of Tamsin, forcing the valkyrie to look at her handcuffed hands.

"Why am I handcuffed?" Bo turned to look down at her attire. "And why am I only wearing a kimono? Where are my shoes? If this is a prank it's not very funny."

Tamsin looked away from Bo, turning her gaze back to the road. She had practiced lines and conversations in her head over and over while Bo had slept, but now that the woman was awake she was at a loss for what to say.

Bo stared at her, recognition slowly dawning on her face. "You were at my door. I remember you had wine. You drugged me and now you've, what? Kidnapped me too?" She paused, her eyes widening comically. "Oh my god. Is this some kind of weird fae ritual? Is this a sex ritual?"

Tamsin took her eyes off the road for a brief moment to stare incredulously at Bo. "I know you're a succubus and all, but why does your mind always go to sex?"

Bo pulled at her restraints weakly. "Yeah well, I have a wondersnatch, apparently." She mumbled quietly to herself. "Plus!" She added loudly. "You're not the one handcuffed in someone's truck wearing only a silk kimono. If I didn't have this on I would be naked. If that doesn't say 'sex ritual' then I don't know what does. Although, I would imagine there should be more leather and chains."

Tamsin raised her eyebrows, turning back towards the road. The succubus was acting insane. Did she actually believe this was all a joke?

"Bo-" She began, but was quickly cut off.

"Or are you kidnapping me to induct me into some kind of weird dark fae cult? Because I'm unaligned, remember?"

"Bo! This isn't a prank. This isn't some kind of fae ritual or cult induction. You're an idiot for thinking that." She forced the words out, her tone harsh. "And you're a bigger fool for trusting me."

Trust; it all came down to that. Bo trusted her. Tamsin knew that more than ever now. That was why the potion had worked, although a part of her wished it hadn't. And it was why even now, after Tamsin had drugged and handcuffed Bo, the succubus still was so quick to believe it was a simple joke; a prank the valkyrie was pulling.

For a brief moment Bo was silent. Tamsin wanted to look at her, to see what she was doing. But she kept her eyes on the road.

"Is this about that dark fae in a coma? Are you taking me to the Morrigan?" Bo finally asked.

Tamsin laughed harshly. "The Morrigan? You think this is all about that dumb pathetic excuse of a dark fae leader? No, who I'm taking you to is much worse than that."

"I don't understand."

Bo's voice was uncharacteristically quiet, her tone subdued. Tamsin hated it. She hated that she had reduced this strong brave woman to this weak and quiet person beside her. She slammed on the breaks, causing Bo's body to throw itself against the seatbelt. Before the truck had even stopped properly she grabbed Bo's neck in a vice like grip, pulling the succubus close to her.

"You don't understand? What part? How you so naively trusted me? How you were so eager to be my friend? How easy it was for me to betray you, to overpower you?" Tamsin laughed harshly, throwing Bo back into her seat. "You're pathetic."

For a moment Bo looked afraid. It was easy for Tamsin to play the part of the villain, of the uncaring bitch. She threw herself into the role, trying desperately to ignore the ache in her chest each time Bo looked at her with fear or anger or even sympathy.

"No, I don't understand why you're doing something you clearly don't want to do."

Tamsin froze. She turned her head away from Bo so that the woman could not read her face. She needed Bo to believe this lie, needed Bo to believe she didn't care about her.

"I just don't like wasting my time on small and unimportant jobs." Tamsin heard movement next to her, but did not turn to look at Bo.

"Then I guess you were right."

"I always am." Tamsin took her foot off the break, causing the truck to move forward again. "Right about what, this time?"

"I really do suck at reading people."

Tamsin's hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white. She remembered the conversation she had shared with Bo in Lauren's apartment, after the succubus had received her official invitation to the Dawning. Bo had called her one of the good ones.

"That you do, succubus."

"You know, Dyson can track my scent."

Tamsin wrinkled her nose. "Gross."

"I'm serious, Tamsin. He and the others will find me. It won't be good for you when they do."

Tamsin narrowed her eyes, glaring intently at the road, refusing to look at Bo. "You had better hope Dyson doesn't get in my way."

"Why? What would you do? Kill him?"

The question shocked Tamsin and for a moment she wondered what she would do, how far she would go, if Dyson or one of the others got in her way. She didn't want to think about it, didn't want to know. Bo took her silence as confirmation. She stared at the valkyrie, her gaze hard.

"I can't believe you're doing this. Where are you taking me?"

Tamsin moved one hand down to the gun at her hip, slowly and deliberately, making sure Bo saw. The succubus raised an eyebrow, but didn't say a word.

"You don't need to know that." Tamsin said coolly.

Bo laughed harshly. "Why? What's the harm in telling me? I mean, if you're going to kill me-"

"I'm not going to kill you." Tamsin quickly interjected, but Bo ignored her.

"If you're going to kill me then why can't you tell me what this is all about?"

"If you don't stop talking, I will gag you." Tamsin warned.

"Kinky," Bo muttered dryly. "Fine, don't tell me." She wriggled around in her seat until her back was facing Tamsin.

Tamsin frowned. "Don't do that."

"What?" Bo spat, not turning to look at Tamsin.

"Face away. I want to see your hands at all times."

"Well I don't want to look at you right now. Or talk to you."

Before Tamsin could react Bo unclipped her seatbelt and pulled the handle on the door, flinging it open and rolling out of the still moving truck.

"Shit!" Tamsin swore, slamming on the brakes. The truck screeched to a halt, the smell of burning rubber filling Tamsin's nose. She flung open her door and threw herself out of the truck after the succubus. "Bo?!"

Bo was lying in the middle of the road a few paces behind the truck, struggling and failing at getting to her feet, the handcuffs around her ankles hindering her.

Tamsin ran up to her and grabbed Bo by the shoulders, pulling her up to a sitting position. Before she could move, Bo reacted. She threw her handcuffed arms in a lock around Tamsin's neck, pulling the valkyrie against her and into a deep kiss. When nothing happened, she pulled away, shock all over her face.

"What? Why can't I...?"

Tamsin licked her lips, savouring the taste of the succubus. "No chi sucking from you, succubus."

She grabbed Bo by the arm and half carried and half dragged her back to the truck. She bundled the succubus back into her seat, clipping the seatbelt back around her. Slamming the door shut with a little more force than necessary, she walked back around the truck and climbed behind the wheel. The minute she shut the driver's side door, Bo turned to look at her, a mix of anger and fear in her eyes.

"Why?" She lifted her handcuffed hands to point at Tamsin, her voice shaking with anger. "What did you do to me?"

Tamsin took off the handbrake, put the truck into first gear and pressed down on the accelerator before answering. "Hasn't anyone ever told you to never leave your drink unattended?"

Bo frowned, confused. "What?"

Tamsin sighed. "I slipped you a nullify potion. Your succubus abilities are temporarily disabled."

Bo stared at her, mouth agape with shock. "You what? How long until I'm back to normal?"

Tamsin didn't answer, continuing to drive the truck in silence.

Comprehension dawned on Bo's face. "You have no idea when this potion will wear off, do you? Well you had better hope it doesn't wear off soon, bitch."

Tamsin clucked her tongue disapprovingly, pretending the insult hadn't hurt her. "So we're back to the name calling are we? And here I thought we were past all of that childish behaviour."

"Yeah, so did I. Then you went and kidnapped me."

"Touché."

"The wine." Bo suddenly murmured.

Tamsin frowned. "What?"

"You put that potion in the wine, didn't you? And here I thought you just wanted to have a friendly drink with me."

Tamsin closed her eyes briefly before flicking them open and concentrating on the road ahead. "I did, I-" She paused and bit her lip. "You have no idea how I much wish it didn't have to be this way."

"Obviously not enough." Bo muttered.

"I don't have a choice." Tamsin snapped.

Bo turned to look at her. "Everyone has a choice, Tamsin." She smirked. "Especially you, Miss Independent Valkyrie."

Tamsin laughed humourlessly, shaking her head. "Oh, you have no idea what you're talking about."

"Then tell me!" Bo leaned forward intently, her eyes never leaving Tamsin. "Tell me what's going on."

Silence fell over them. Bo watched Tamsin, waiting. The valkyrie tightened her grip on the steering wheel and licked her dry lips. She wanted to tell Bo everything. Not just what she was doing, why she had kidnapped her, but everything else. The way the breath caught in her throat every time the succubus looked at her, how just the simplest touch from the other woman caused her skin to burn as though on fire. How she hated and yet craved her all at once.

Tamsin cleared her throat. "Do you remember that time in the woods, when your human was trapped in the cave?"

"I think the word you're looking for is 'kidnapped'. And yes, I remember when Kenzi was taken."

"You asked me how I came to be here, working as a cop, involved with the peace project between the light and the dark."

Bo nodded, waiting for Tamsin to continue.

"It was just my cover. My real job was to locate and deliver someone; you."

Bo frowned. "I thought you said you weren't a bounty hunter anymore?"

Tamsin shrugged. "I lied."

Bo scoffed. "Of course you did. Why now, then? Why wait so long to make your move?"

"I didn't know it was you at first. I had an idea, but I wasn't sure."

"When did you find out?"

Tamsin sighed, carefully watching Bo out of the corner of her eye. "When you received your Dawning invitation. After I left you at Lauren's apartment."

"Oh." Bo sat back in her seat, watching Tamsin. "So that's why you avoided me for a few days."

Tamsin nodded shortly. "I wanted to pretend it wasn't you that I was supposed to deliver. I spent most of my time drinking myself into a stupor."

"Why?" Bo asked.

Tamsin wanted to laugh. She wanted to shake Bo and yell at her, tell her that she didn't even rightly know the answer to that question herself.

"Because, Bo, no matter what you think of me I do care about you." Tamsin paused, unsure of where that word had come from. Care. Was that what it was? She cared for Bo? She had cared for Acacia, she knew that. But this was different. It felt different. The only pain Acacia had ever caused her was when she had found the woman's hand in the box, the same box that was now sitting behind her very seat. But with Bo, every time she looked at the succubus she felt pain. But she felt something else too, something she couldn't quite put her finger on. It made her head spin and her chest ache.

"Then don't do this. Let me help you."

Bo's words shocked her. Help her? Bo actually wanted to help her, after everything she had done to her?

"I care about you too, Tamsin."

Before she knew what she was doing, Tamsin had pulled the truck to a stop, turning off the ignition. Without the roar of the engine, the deafening silence pressed down on Tamsin until she could not bear it any longer. She slammed her fist down onto the steering wheel, causing Bo to jump slightly in her seat.

"No, you don't!" She hit the wheel again with her other fist. "You can't."

Bo stared at her. "Yes, I do. You're my friend, Tamsin."

Tamsin tilted her head forward, leaning her forehead against the steering wheel, swearing quietly under her breath. What was she doing? She couldn't be second guessing herself right now. She had to deliver Bo, it was the only way. Tamsin closed her eyes tightly, frowning. The argument sounded weak even in her head.

"I should have gagged you." She muttered finally.

Bo rolled her eyes. "Ok, I get it. You're having a crisis of conscious. And I'm glad because that means you might not take me to whoever the hell it is you work for. But couldn't you have had this crisis, I don't know, before you drugged and kidnapped me? It would have saved us so much time."

Tamsin smiled, turning her head to look up at Bo. "I'll try to keep that in mind next time." She closed her eyes and swore again. "Fuck. I can't. I can't do this."

"Tamsin," Bo murmured, reaching out to place her hands on the valkyrie's shoulder. "It's going to be-"

"No," Tamsin sat up quickly, cutting her off. "It's not going to be okay. You have no idea what's going on, the shit that's about to go down. Especially now, when he realises I'm not taking you to him. And I will tell you everything, but right now we need to get back to the Dal, to warn the others." She fished in her jacket pocket and pulled out the key to the handcuffs. She held it out to Bo. "Take it, before I change my mind again."

Bo reached out and closed her fist around the key, pulling it out of Tamsin's grip.

Tamsin was staring at Bo, wondering what it was about this woman that had caused her to go against her duty, wondering if she had just made the biggest mistake of her life when it happened. A huge weight dropped down onto the bonnet of the truck, causing the back wheels to rise up momentarily in the air before crashing down again. Tamsin was flung forward and her head smashed into the steering wheel. Groggily, she opened her eyes, staring through the windshield. A tall humanoid figure was standing on the bonnet, it's face masked in shadows. She didn't have time to process anything else before the creature smashed it's hand through the windshield and grabbed Tamsin by her neck, flinging her out onto the road. Somebody called out, but she couldn't understand the words.

Tamsin rolled to a stop on the road, face down on the asphalt, her ears ringing. Her body burned from the pain of both glass and seatbelt breaking against her skin. She spat out pieces of gravel that had made it into her mouth and looked up towards the truck, blinking blood out of her eyes. The creature was standing next to the truck, ramming it's body into the driver's side of the truck. The force knocked Bo out of her seat and she fell onto the road next to the truck. Tamsin realised Bo's ankles were no longer handcuffed together; she must have had time to uncuff them, but not her wrists.

The creature started to slowly walk around the truck, headed towards Bo. Tamsin's breath caught in her throat.

"Hey," She called out to the creature frantically, trying to distract it. She pushed herself up onto her elbows, ignoring the gravel that was cutting into her skin, willing her body to move, to get up.

The creature paused and slowly turned around, it's cold blue eyes locking with Tamsin's. Her heart stopped and everything seemed to slow down to a halt as she stared at the skeletal creature encased in steel armour in front of her. She knew what it was. How many times had she seen him make them? Turning the marks, the people she willingly brought him, into monsters; empty shells intent only on pleasing their new master?

"Draugr," She whispered.

The creature smiled coldly before beginning to walk towards her, dragging a long battle axe on the ground behind it. It crossed the ground between them, reaching out a skeletal hand towards her. It wrapped it's cold fingers around her neck, dragging Tamsin to her feet like a ragdoll, pulling her to within inches of it's face. She was so close she could feel it's cold breath against her skin. It bared it's teeth in a smile.

"The master is disappointed. This is the second time you have failed him. It will be your last."

"Tell the master he can go to hell." Tamsin gasped out. She brought her legs up and kicked the draugr solidly in the chest. It fell backwards, letting go off Tamsin and she dropped to her knees, coughing, her throat burning.

Tamsin tried to scramble to her feet, but the draugr recovered first. It hit her across the face with the blunt edge of the axe, causing her to fall back, her hands the only thing keeping her from falling onto her back. Her legs tangled with the draugr, accidentally pulling it down on top of her.

The draugr fell against her, knocking them both to the ground. The weight of it was unbearable, crushing her ribs and cutting off her air supply. Tamsin gasped, her nail's scrabbling against the creature's steel breastplate, trying to push it off her. It was so heavy. Her lungs burned and her vision swam. She could feel the draugr tightening it's arms around her, crushing her. Black spots appeared in her vision but before she lost conscious completely there was a loud shout, and the draugr was rolled off her.

"Tamsin, get up!"

It was Bo. The succubus grabbed her by the shoulder with her bound hands and pulled Tamsin to her feet. Tamsin looked past her to see the draugr slowly getting up from the ground, it's gaze now focused on Bo. Without thinking, she pulled her gun out of the holster and fired a shot directly into the creature's leg. It stumbled, but continued to walk slowly towards them. She fired two more rounds into it's other leg. The force of the bullet caused the draugr to lose it's footing and fall to it's knees. Before it could move Tamsin ran up and kicked it in the chest. The creature fell back, rolling down the ditch at the side of the road and disappearing into the scrub at the bottom of the incline.

"Go!" Tamsin turned and ran towards the truck after Bo, climbing in behind the wheel. She turned the ignition, tapping the steering wheel nervously. The truck didn't start. Tamsin swore.

"Let's go!" Bo stared out the window, waiting for the creature to reappear. She turned back to Tamsin. "What are you waiting for?"

Tamsin gritted her teeth and turned the ignition once more. "Come on, you piece of shit." The ignition ticked, turning over, and the truck roared to life.

"Yes!" She slammed her foot down on the accelerator just as the draugr climbed back onto the road. The truck shot forward, the engine protesting loudly. The draugr reached out it's hand, trying and failing to grab onto the truck as it drove past. It climbed quickly to it's feet, giving chase after the vehicle.

"Drive, drive, drive, drive!" Bo frantically yelled, looking out the rear window at the creature chasing them. It slowly lagged behind before it stopped completely, standing in the middle of the road and watching the truck disappear, it's blue eyes glowing in the moonlight.

"Ok," Bo sighed after a moment, turning back towards the front. "Ok, I think we lost it." She looked at Tamsin, eyes narrowed. "Now tell me what the fuck is going on. What the hell was that thing?"

"It was a threat, a message to me." Tamsin murmured quietly. The pieces were slowly starting to fall into place. The very second Tamsin had relented and changed her mind, handing Bo the key to the handcuffs, the draugr had appeared. She knew why. It was his fail-safe. With Tamsin so close, he couldn't afford for her to back out now. He was impatient, not wanting to wait anymore than he had to for Bo.

"Wait a minute. Where is the key to the handcuffs?"

Tamsin shrugged, the key the last thing on her mind right now. "You had it last." She reached up and wiped some of the blood of her face.

"No! No, I dropped it. I thought you picked it up?"

Tamsin shook her head in reply. "I was preoccupied, in case you didn't notice. Check the floor by your feet."

Bo frantically leaned down, her eyes scanning the floor. "It's not here. We have to go back."

"Are you out of your mind, crazy? There is no chance I am going back there."

"Then I'll go. Stop the truck."

"No way in hell, sweetie."

Bo held up her handcuffed wrists. "I am not walking around in handcuffs! Besides, if its 'your message' then I don't have anything to worry about."

Tamsin checked the rear-view mirror, making sure the creature wasn't still chasing them. She stared back out through the broken windshield, her eyes scanning the trees and bushes next to the road.

"It was after you, too."

"Ok, you need to explain. Right now."

"Just give me a moment!" Tamsin growled, frustrated. She needed quiet. She needed to think, to wrap her mind around the events that had just unfolded.

"Oh, of course. I mean you've already drugged me, kidnapped me, thrown me in your truck. And now we've just been attacked! But of course, take your time, leave me in the dark. Are you sure there isn't anything else I can do for you? Backrub, maybe?"

"Would you calm down-"

"No, no I will not calm down. You kidnapped me, Tamsin. And if that wasn't bad enough we now have some freaky monster after us! Explain, or I get out of this truck right now, moving or not."

"Jesus, you're dramatic. And you can't get out; I put the child safety locks on the first time you pulled that little stunt." Tamsin shook her head; her ears were still ringing slightly. "Although they're probably broken now after what that monster did to my truck. We need to regroup." She turned to look at Bo. "Are you hurt?"

Bo shrugged. "I'll heal. And you?"

"I'll heal." Tamsin mimicked her. She looked down at Bo's hands. "We need to get those handcuffs off. If that thing comes back you need to be able to defend yourself."

"And what, exactly, is this 'thing'?"

Tamsin sighed. "That 'thing' was a draugr. It was a fae, or a human, once. Now it's just a slave. The man I work for must have sent it after me when I changed my mind about delivering you."

"Who is this man? And why are you even working for him? He sounds like a complete asshole."

Tamsin laughed breathlessly. "You have no idea." She checked the rear-view mirror again, her heart still thudding erratically in her chest. "The draugr is a strong and dedicated creature. It won't stop following us until I'm dead, or you're delivered. But it moves slowly. It won't catch up to us if we keep moving."

"Then we won't go back. But I need to get these handcuffs off." Bo turned around, examining the interior of the truck. "Don't you have bolt cutters or any tools in here?"

Tamsin raised her eyebrows. "Why would I carry around tools?"

"You drive a truck."

"And?"

Bo gave her a pointed look before sighing loudly. "Then we need to find something to get me out of these cuffs."

"Actually, I'm not so sure about that anymore." Tamsin grinned. "You're a lot more compliant in those cuffs. I like it."

"Well I don't." Bo leaned over and peered behind the seats. "What's in the box?"

"Don't touch it!"

Before she could stop her, Bo pulled the lid off the box. "Oh my god, is that a hand? Why do you have a hand in your truck?"

"Bo, careful! I said don't touch it!"

Bo dropped the lid back onto the box as though it had burned her. "Are you a fae serial killer?"

"What? No! Why would you think that?" Tamsin exclaimed, staring at Bo.

Bo sat back in her seat "Oh, well excuse me for thinking that when you're the one with a severed hand in your truck!" She held her hands out in front of her, a disgusted look on her face. "I think I touched it."

"It looks weird, I know. But I can't explain it right now."

Bo rolled her eyes. "Of course. Yet another thing you can't explain." She looked up at Tamsin, her eyes widening when she noticed the valkyrie had pulled the truck off to the side off the road, killing the engine. "Why have we stopped? I thought stopping was a bad idea?"

"And I thought you wanted those handcuffs off?"

Bo looked past Tamsin out the driver's side window. They were parked on the side of the road outside a small convenience store, an illuminated 'open' sign hanging on the front door the only indication that the empty store was indeed open.

Tamsin turned to look at Bo, a smile on her face. "Don't you just love 24/7 stores?"

The valkyrie unbuckled her seatbelt. "Alright, let's go." She opened the driver's door, pausing when Bo made no move to follow suit. "You coming?"

"I'm not going in there."

Tamsin sighed, frustrated. "Seriously, Bo?"

"I'm wearing a kimono." Bo gave her a pointed look. "I'm not going in there."

"Ok, well I'm not letting you out of my sight. What if the draugr catches up to us while I'm inside? How well do you think you can defend yourself while handcuffed, especially without your succubus abilities?" She turned in her seat to face Bo.

"Not very. Which is why you need to go in there and get something that can break these damn cuffs."

"Yeah, not going to happen. You're coming with me."

Bo raised her eyebrows. "And if I refuse?"

"Then you had better get used to the feeling of those tight little handcuffs wrapped around your wrists." Tamsin smirked when Bo glared at her.

Bo turned and opened the truck door, looking over her shoulder to glare at Tamsin one last time before awkwardly sliding out of her seat. "If you tell anyone about this, I'll kill you."

Tamsin smiled, jumping out of the truck. "Wouldn't dream of it."

She walked around the front of the truck, biting her lip to stop from laughing when she saw the succubus. Bo was standing on the side of the road, barefoot, her cuffed hands held in front of her as though to try and hide the fact she was wearing a kimono.

Tamsin rolled her eyes and pulled off her jacket, holding it out to Bo. "Here."

Bo raised an eyebrow. "What is this for?"

"Wrap it around your hands. You don't exactly want people to see that your handcuffed, do you?" She grinned. "They might think you're a dangerous escaped prisoner."

Bo sighed at Tamsin, taking the jacket from her and wrapping it awkwardly around her hands.

As they walked up to the store Tamsin tilted her head down towards Bo so she could whisper in her ear. "Don't stress, hotpants. You look kinda sexy in that kimono, anyway." She chuckled, lengthening her stride and walking ahead of the succubus in case she tried to retaliate with a slap.

Pushing open the door she walked into the store, Bo right on her heels. Spotting a young greasy haired boy standing behind the front desk, she strode over to him purposefully.

"You," Tamsin walked up him, loudly slamming her hands palm down onto the front desk counter. "Do you sell handsaws? Preferably ones that can cut through metal."

Bo walked up to her, the jacket still covering her handcuffed wrists. "Well aren't you the charmer. I'm starting to wonder why you don't have more friends."

Tamsin glared threateningly at Bo. "Or one that could cut through flesh and bone would also suffice."

Bo rolled her eyes.

"Uh, we don't sell handsaws. I mean we, uh, have hammers? And other hardware? In the back aisle." The cashier stuttered, his hand shaking slightly as he pointed towards the back of the store.

Tamsin smiled sweetly. "Thank you."

"You do know he's probably calling the police right now to let them know there's a serial killer in his store?" Bo asked, following Tamsin down an aisle to the back of the store.

"Honey, I am the police."

"And that fact still continues to horrify me."

Tamsin laughed. "You and me both. But the handcuffs are a rather sexy perk, don't you think?" She winked at Bo over her shoulder.

Bo snorted. "Yeah, they are so not making me feel sexy right now."

Tamsin walked down the hardware aisle looking for anything she could use to break the handcuffs.

"Seriously?" She picked up a small pair of scissors inside a plastic container, brandishing it at Bo. "They call this hardware?"

"We're in a convenience store. What were you expecting? Chainsaws and bolt cutters?"

Tamsin frowned at her, shoving the scissors forcefully back onto the shelf. "At least they have hammers." She muttered, grabbing one off the shelf.

"You're not going to try and break the handcuffs with only a hammer, are you?" Bo asked, holding her hands away from Tamsin protectively.

"Don't be ridiculous. I'll use a nail punch, too." She grabbed a nail punch off the shelf, ripping it out of the plastic packet. She sighed, turning back to Bo. "You know, it'd be a lot easier if you would let me break your thumbs and slide the cuffs off. You'd heal, eventually. Maybe I'd even let you feed off me, to speed up the process." Tamsin winked at Bo, grinning widely.

Bo looked at Tamsin dubiously. "I'm not sure I want you and that hammer anywhere near me. You're not exactly instilling me with confidence, you know."

Tamsin weighed the hammer and nail punch in her hands, smirking at Bo. "Did you know it only takes five pounds of pressure to break a finger bone?"

Bo stared at her. "Why do you even know that?" She shook her head. "On second thought, I don't want to know. And I vote against breaking any of my bones."

"Who said you get a vote, succubus?"

Bo raised up her jacket wrapped arms. "My hands, remember?"

Tamsin shrugged. "My cuffs. Maybe I don't want them damaged."

Bo laughed. "Oh, we are so not having this discussion right now. Fine! Buy the hammer, break the cuffs and get them off me."

Tamsin feigned confusion. "Buy the hammer? Why would I want to do that?" She squatted on the ground, hidden from any prying eyes, and gestured for Bo to do the same.

Bo slowly sank down onto the floor in front of Tamsin. "Are you seriously going to do this here? Now?"

"I'm not paying for this. So just put your arms out on the ground and try not scream if I accidentally miss and hit you with the hammer."

Bo sighed and held her arms out in front of her on the ground. Tamsin picked up the nail punch and held it against the chain links of the handcuffs. As she brought the hammer down Bo hurriedly closed her eyes and looked away. There was a loud crack and Bo opened her eyes to see Tamsin looking at her, an amused expression on her face. She looked down and inspected her hands. They were undamaged, but the same couldn't be said for the handcuffs. The chain links had been broken, leaving only the two metal ratchets around Bo's wrists.

"Didn't trust me to not damage those cute little hands of yours, hmm?" Tamsin stood up, leaving the hammer and nail punch on the ground.

Bo looked up at her. "Can you blame me?" She asked dryly.

Tamsin ignored her. "You know, this is the second time I've broken you out of your bonds. I'm starting to sense a theme here." She held out of her hand to Bo and pulled the succubus to her feet. "Come on, Bo. We've got a draugr to outrun and people to warn. Let's get you home, succulette."

A/N: Phew! That was a long chapter.

Two final notes:

1. The draugr are actual Nordic mythological creatures (not the creatures from Skyrim). In a nutshell; they are basically strong Viking warriors that are reanimated after death. I am using some of their actual mythology for this story but I am also putting my own spin on it.

2. Just wanted to make a note that, as stated in the first chapter, this story followed the Lost Girl storyline up until 3x10. Anything happening on the actual show after that episode will not affect this story in any way.

Thanks for reading, guys.