Tamsin's POV

Weeks had dragged on since saving Kenzi. I'd seen the girl at the Dal, chattering away and drinking copious amounts of alcohol. It was amusing to watch, really. Some nights, she'd annoy trick to no end and others... Well, let's just say her alcohol tolerance was amazing. For a human, anyway. She had a sense of style that was her own, accompanied by a personality that no one could imitate.

'Tamsin.'

She was different, after the attack. But the same. Human. What a relief. She didn't seem to let it hinder her. But then again, how could she with such amazing people around her?

Dyson, the scruffiest detective for miles. He was loyal to no end, going so far as sticking his neck out at the station. It was impossible not to admire him, but after all, he is man's best friend.

'Tamsin?'

Hale. Even as acting Ash, he was always there. If not in body, then in spirit. Light or Dark, it made no difference. The respect was mutual, as long as it was given in return. He wasn't like the rest of the Zamora clan; pompous, cocky and greedy for power. Maybe that was why he fit in so well.

Most importantly, she had Bo. I hadn't seen her around lately, but I guess that was to be expected. Regardless, I couldn't get her out of my head. I couldn't help but hope her beauty would grace my presence when Kenzi entered a room. Kenzi was the lucky one. To have someone so powerful and beautiful by her side. But it was like Bo didn't know it. She's humble and hardworking, something that I couldn't overlook. Kenzi was Bo's heart, and whether Bo knew it or not, she was also Kenzi's.

"Goddammit, Tamsin!" Dyson shouted for the third time, breaking me from my thoughts.

"What? Can't I have a little peace of mind?!" I shouted back, gaining a little attention from the few officers in the room.

Dyson's eyes widened and I remembered where I was. He stood and gestured for me to follow him into the interrogation room. Groaning, I did as he suggested. I knew what he would say and frankly, I didn't want to hear it. Closing the door behind me, I saw Dyson leaning against the table, arms crossed and his expression stern. I mimicked his position, standing against the nearest wall, waiting for the lecture.

"Tamsin," he sighed, scratching at the scruff of his beard. "I know things have been tough for you lately, what with Bo and all. I get it... I do, but you need to concentrate. You're barely offering your assistance on cases and zoning out constantly."

"This has nothing to do with the succubus... I- I'm just tired." I lied. My life cycle was ending was ending, but this had more to do with Bo than I would admit. Whether or not I told Dyson, I knew he had some clue. He could piece it together. If not, sorry excuse for a detective.

He gave me a look, calling bullshit, and sighed.

"I need you to be on board with Bo. She's crucial to our case load."

He was right. Any encounter I had with her would have to be strictly professional. But that doesn't change the fact that she hates me.

"It works both ways, doggy breath." I glared quickly, turning the knob and leaving.

It was the end of my shift and a trip to the local watering hole was in my plans. Dyson knew where I was heading and wouldn't be far behind.

Kenzi's POV

"Bo-bolicious! C'mon, it'll be fun." I begged against Bo's door.

Bo hadn't been out much since saving me. She must have still felt guilty about taking my chi. The only thing that got her outside was Lauren or the need for a fresh feed. She was currently curled up in bed harboring a tub of ice cream. Of course, I promised her that I was okay, but she insisted that it was wrong. Bo mostly blamed Tamsin, but I didn't. She was only doing what she thought was right.

"Incoming!" I shouted, after hearing no response. Her door wasn't locked, so I decided to use force.

I could hear light snoring from the bed, which concerned me. It wasn't even half past seven and Bo never slept this early. Despite that, her room looked like a hurricane had passed through it. Sure, it was messy at times, but damn. Feeling mischievous, I jumped onto her bed and stood.

"Bo, if you don't wake up, I'm gonna jump on this bed." I called out, placing my hands on my hips.

Nothing.

And so it began.

"Boooooo!" I shouted. "Wake up!"

I continued to jump and Bo began to stir slightly.

"Yes, yes, yes!" I shouted while jumping in victory.

"Kenz..." She groaned. "Get off..."

"Nope, you're getting up, Wonder snatch." I replied, doing a victory dance and rocking her bed at the same time. "We're going to The Dal. And we're gonna get wasted!"

Bo groaned and pulled a pillow over her head, in an attempt to drown me out. I let out a sigh and stopped my assault to cuddle her still form.

"Bo?"

"Hmm?" She responded.

"It would really help me feel better if you went to the Dal with me." I grinned mischievously.

She groaned loudly, knowing I was lightheartedly guilt tripping her, and wiggled out from under me. She stood at the side of her bed and turned to face me, mocking my earlier pose.

"2 hours and Lauren comes with." She said adamantly.

"Ugh... Fiiiiine." I groaned, dragging myself out of her bed to get ready.

I guess only one of us would be getting wasted.

After picking Lauren up from her apartment, we finally went to the Dal. Car rides were always awkward with Lauren. She was uptight and stiff, so I always made the conscious decision to sit in the backseat. It wasn't like it had been with Tamsin, where silence was normal, but still comfortable with the occasional jabs between her and Bo. I wondered if Tamsin would be at the Dal when we got there, but in the back of my mind, I prayed she wasn't.

As of now, Lauren and Bo had been giving each other googly eyes through the silence. I tried to ignore it as we barreled down the street towards the Dal.

It was one of those dreary nights, but the air was crisp with the scent of nearby rain. Thankfully, Bo had pulled into a parking space and I all but ran out, ready to breath in the fresh air. It was more tempting than the promise of alcohol after what I'd just gone through. But that wasn't true for long as my stomach began to straighten itself out.

Bo was obviously "busy", so I went ahead, and like every time before, Tamsin watched me come in from the pool table. Her eyes lingered for a while after me, watching the door, until they dropped again to focus on her game.

Yeah. I'd noticed, but to be honest, I didn't know why she did it at first.

Taking a seat by the bar, I had a clear view of Tamsin and the doors.

"Bo's still bedridden I take it?" Trick said as he gave me a beer.

"Not exactly..." I replied slowly, causing a confused expression to form on his face.

As if on cue, Tamsin's head snapped up as the doors to the Dal opened. Bo walked in first, with a big goofy smile on her face. I could see Tamsin let go as she saw it. Like it shaved some of the ice off her cold heart. But that disappeared as she saw Lauren, hands intertwined with Bo's. In that second, Shit. Hit. The. Fan.

And Tamsin lost it.

The heavy thump of a billiard ball sounded against the wood floor, followed by a snap of wood along the pool table. This grabbed everyone's attention, including Bo's, but she shook it away and focused on Lauren. Tamsin walked stiffly through the bar and took her leave. It didn't look like she was breathing and, against my better judgement (or lack thereof), I followed her.

Pushing past the doors, I saw Tamsin beeline towards her truck. Dyson had pulled up since then and said something that I didn't catch. I ignored it, my priority being Tamsin.

"Tams?" I called out softly.

She was currently hunched over the hood of her truck as if trying to catch her breath. I thought about reaching out to touch her, but decided against it. So I just listened to her breathing and waited.

"You can go back inside, Kenzi." She said slowly, as if she was testing her words.

"I won't, until I know you're okay. What happened back there," I hesitated. "Was it because of-"

"Don't you dare say it." She said firmly as she turned. Her expression was angry and she'd made a point to get that across by getting into my breathing room.

"Okay, I'm sorry." I said softly.

Even though she was angry on the surface, I could tell she was broken. She wasn't quite as tall even though she towered over me, her eyes weren't quite so confident anymore, her sarcasm turned into sharp jabs of cruelty and she wasn't as vibrant as before. Maybe I missed something, but I was curious.

"Be careful what you say next." She warned, as she removed her brown leather jacket, sitting sideways in the drivers seat. She began picking at the peeling paint.

I knew her threat was false. She wouldn't hurt me. It would hurt Bo... And then it clicked.

"You love her, don't you?"

Tamsin froze. Her body became rigid, even as she stood slowly and began to move towards me.

"I can tell, y'know." I chuckled softly. "You watch everyone that walks through those doors, but none of them make your eyes light up. Not the way she does. Not even little old me."

"Stop talking, Kenzi. I swear on my withering life, I will fucking end you..." She said lowly, but the anger in her voice was all the same. What she said shocked me, more than frightened me.

Eventually, Tamsin realized what she had just said. Her eyes were wide with fear as her tears fell freely against her shirt.

"Y-You're dying?" I asked softly.

She nodded furiously, as her hands clenched and unclenched at her sides. Stepping towards her, I wrapped her in my arms. I could feel her body go rigid as I crashed into her, like a brick wall. She didn't reciprocate until she finally melted into me. I didn't know what to say.

"For the record," she said breaking the silence. "I do love her. But what does it matter?"

"It matters, T." I assured her. She tensed up at the nickname and I giggled against her. For someone who seemed so cold all the time, she wasn't. Not at this moment. She was warm and vulnerable. Human, almost. "I always knew you had a heart in here."

"Yeah, well, you better not tell anyone else." She joked halfheartedly as she sniffled. "I don't think Dyson's even pieced it together yet."

I nodded, pulling away from her.

"You should tell her." I blurted out.

"Are you crazy?" She scoffed, returning to her truck. She pushed her key into the ignition switch and her car sputtered to life.

She rolled down her window and smirked. "Maybe in my next life, short-stack."

I'd hold her to it.

A/N: So, uh, this chapter is a little on the long side, hence the delay, but I hope you all enjoy it. I will be updating Sleeping Sickness soon. Again, enjoy and please, please, please leave a review. The feedback was wonderful on the last one, so thank you for that. :)

P.S.- Sorry for all the angst, my girlfriend is out of town and it puts me in a mood. I can't say it'll change, but it shouldn't drag on for more than 2-3 chapters.

I'll shut up now. REMEMBER TO REVIEW :)