Chapter 5

"God that bitch! I could just kill her!" Bo exclaimed as she slammed the door shut. She threw the case file onto the couch as if it was a sharp dart and the couch was actually the blonde with that annoying smirk on her face. She took off her jacket and threw herself onto the couch. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes covering her forehead with her right hand.

Her roommate, the petite Russian, turned to her and watched her curiously. She remembered Bo storming out in the morning yelling something about some bitch, but the Succubus hadn't explained to her yet who the bitch was or what she had done. "Ummm… Kenzi might need a little reference. The bitch as in...?" She asked.

"The bitch who was here last night!" Bo growled, grabbing a candy bar from the coffee table and sinking her teeth hard into the sweet chocolate covered snack. She ate it like she was chewing the flesh off her enemy.

"Oh, you mean Miss Tornado," Kenzi said. "I thought you said it was the best one night stand you've had in months… Wait, did she give you cooties? The adult kind?"

Bo rolled her eyes at the Russian girl. "Damn bitch sneak peeked my case file, and got the evidence video before I did!"

"Why would she do that? " Kenzi frowned. Then she opened her mouth wide and took a deep breath, her eyes widened too, "She spybanged you? Bitch spybanged you?! Maybe the government sent her, or the aliens, or..."

Bo sighed. The fact that the blonde may have had sex with her only to get information hurt her ego. She didn't want to admit it, but she actually enjoyed last night with her, until she found out that the other woman wasn't just some amazing one night stand. "Apparently, she's the new PI in town."

"What?!" Kenzi exclaimed. "She's the new PI in town?! It was her who stole our customers?! Oh, that biiiiiiiitch!"

"Oh, and now she's stealing my case," Bo said in annoyance. "Damn, I really need to crack this fucking case fast. I'd rather die than see that bitch catch the killer before I do."

"So, the evidence video is gone?"

"Well, I do have it..." Bo admitted. She decided that she was not going to tell Kenzi about how she got it. "You want to watch it with me?"

Kenzi shook her head. "Pass. I have somewhere that I have to be," she explained.

"Oh. Are you going to the Dal?" Bo asked. "Cause I could use a drink."

"Emmm… no, actually I got some other plans," Kenzi said as she grabbed her purse. "See ya, and if you order pizza, leave me a slice or two."

Bo frowned when she saw Kenzi walk out and close the door. "What's she up to?" Bo asked herself in a low voice, but she knew Kenzi just had to be Kenzi sometimes, so she didn't give it much thought.

Bo turned on the laptop and started to watch the video. A young girl, the victim of the third killing, appeared in the center of the screen. She was smiling at the camera, and typing. Then she stopped and had a drink of water, then she chuckled and typed something else.

After a few seconds, the girl adjusted the camera a little, so it would be facing right at her. Bo could see a part of the room through the camera, blankets in a bunch on the unmade bed, nightstand topped with a charging cell phone and candy wrappers, magazines on the floor, unfolded clothes on the dresser instead of in the laundry basket, posters of some cult band on the wall, and half dead flowers in a vase. A few minutes later, the door bell rang. Bo knew it was the girl's husband, because during the investigation, a neighbor told them that he had returned home at the same time as the husband, and that they had engaged in small talk at the door, until the husband realized that he forgot his keys so his wife had to open the door. And she also knew that in less than ten minutes, both of them would be killed. She watched the girl stand up and go to the living room to get the door, and she disappeared from the view of the camera. She knew it was just a video, but she still felt sad that she couldn't stop her.

A few minutes later, Bo heard a loud scream coming from the video, mingled with the sound of low growling, but she couldn't see anything, because whatever was going on was happening in the living room. Then the screams became louder, but a few seconds later, it just stopped. The camera silently faced the wall, and that was the end of the video.

Bo sighed. She rewatched the video a couple times to make sure she didn't miss anything. But, just like the blonde had told her, there was nothing useful on the video. Bo took her cell phone out, thinking she should call Dyson and let him have the tech team perform their science magic on the video to see if they could find anything, but before she even started to dial, her phone rang, and it was Dyson calling.

"Speaking of the devil," Bo answered the phone with a deliberately relaxed tone. "Was about to call you actually. I got the video."

"Great, but I'll have to look at it later," Dyson said. "We found another couple dead in their apartment."

"Same MO?" Bo asked.

"Same MO, and same smell."

"I'm on my way."


"This is the wolf's apartment?" Vex sneered as he entered Dyson's place.

"Yeah, no better than our place," Kenzi replied, putting her lock pick set back into her purse.

"Sucks to be on the Light payroll," Vex said as he sat down on Dyson bed. Then he frowned and stood up because it was too hard. "Even a bloody rock is softer than this shyte!" He said.

"Please, V, don't leave your ass print on there, cuz Dyson may actually figure out that it is you," Kenzi said.

Vex wandered around in the small apartment, playing with everything he could get hands on. Then he stopped and started to check out Dyson's music on vinyl record collection.

"Dude!" Kenzi exclaimed, then said to him in a low voice, "In case you forgot, we are here to find shit, not to do inventory!"

Vex shrugged, waving his finger, and a record flew out from its case and circled in the air. Then he waved his other hand, and the record player needle just moved away. The record fell onto the player as light as a feather, and the music started to play.

"Seriously, V!" Kenzi said, "And you are not even wearing the gloves! You do know that the wolfy is a detective, right?"

"Relax!" Vex said, "I don't do latex. But if you are worrying about me leaving fingerprints, let me give you a nail polish 101."

"Nail polish 101? Gee, thanks, I would think I oughtta be in a more advanced class than that by now," Kenzi said, with a confused look on her face.

"Well, apparently your nail polish class was all about how to put them on those impeccable nails of yours. But, let me tell you something, with some clear nail polish applied on your fingertips, fingerprint-less is done and done." Vex opened his arms and pointed at himself with both his index fingers and said, "See, I'm a pro!"

"Yeah.. and if I start recruiting gang members for my club again, you are definitely at the top of the list."

"Not that I want to turn you down, but the greatest villains don't need a gang, or a side kick," Vex said as he ran his eyes up and down on Kenzi.

"Come and help me before I punch you and mess up your perfect eyeliner," Kenzi said, pulling things out from Dyson's stuffed cabinets and examining them one by one.

"Torn between that and messing up my perfect nails if I pull things too hard," Vex said. He looked through Dyson's CD collection, and then he stopped. "Wilco?" He frowned.

"Dyson listens to Wilco?" Kenzi turned around and asked, "I've gone through all his music collections once before and I don't recall that."

"Well, probably not his," Vex said as he looked at the CD. "Someone wrote on the case. Property of Officer Wolf Ass-kicker, I assume your moon howling friend doesn't kick his own ass?"

"Wolf Ass-kicker?" Kenzi frowned. " Huh. Weird. If anyone is saying that to him, it should be someone close to him, but none of us listens to Wilco..." She stood there and thought about it for a while, until she realized that it was totaly unrelated to her sole purpose here tonight. She resumed her task of finding case files or anything that was related to Bo. She went through the cabinets and found nothing. Then she turned to the night stand right next to Dyson's bed.

"God, I didn't know wolves were this sentimental," Kenzi mumbled when she saw a photo of Bo in the nightstand drawer.

"Oh yeah, wolves are clingy," Vex said as he poured himself a drink in Dyson's kitchen. " He's probably drooling at the photo every night..."

"Why does that sound dirty… and Vex! I thought you were supposed to be helping me, not raiding Dyson's kitchen and leaving your saliva everywhere!"

"Alright, alright," Vex said, washing the glass before putting it into the dishwasher. "Here I am. What are we looking for exactly?"

"Anything that is marked property of the police or has the name of Bolicious on it..." Kenzi said. After she had gone through everything in the night stand, she got down on the floor to search under the bed.

"Be careful when you get under someone's bed. There might be a monster waiting," Vex warned.

"Ever since Kenzi the Awesome kicked Baba-yaga's wrinkled ass, she's not afraid of childhood monsters anymore. Besides, you can mesmer the shit out of the monster, if there is one..." Kenzi's voice came from under the bed. Then she exclaimed "Eureka" excitedly with her head bumping into the bottom of the bed. " Ouch! I think I found something!"

Rubbing her head as she crawled out from under the bed, Kenzi dragged a small safety box out with her. "Now let's see what the wolf is hoarding," she said as she took out her lock pick set.

"Why are you so motivated to find out what they know?" Vex asked, as he watched Kenzi pick the safety box lock. "You know that whatever hell hole she's in, you won't be the one who gets her out, right?"

"So? My job is not dragging her out of the hell hole. My job is stop her from going into it," Kenzi explained. "And if Dyson, Trick or that stupid singing bird know something that may lead to that, I'm gonna figure it out and protect my Bo-Bo."

"Your devotion to your little friendship, always amused me," Vex said, sitting next to Kenzi on the floor with his chin resting on his hand.

"I would be amused too, if you could use your stupid Fae power to open this damn box," Kenzi said in frustration. "Haven't picked this type of lock since the 80s."

"Ah, Kenzi the adorable, stealing lunch sarnies from the other kids in nursery school…"

"Ha! One day when we actually have time, like plenty of time, I'm gonna educate you about my heroine past. Seriously, can you open this or not?"

"I could, but you wouldn't like it. Because, apparently every of my techniques involves breaking this box into half. So, I'll patiently watch you do your little tricks, and pretend I have nothing more important to do tonight."

"Alright, here we go," Kenzi said when she finally heard the slight clicking sound inside the lock. " Let's see what's inside… Aha! I knew it! I knew D-man would have some secret case files locked up," she said, thrilled to find out that there were a number of file folders inside the box and on each of them, there was a police department logo.

"Hmmm... the light Fae case files... let me see how many darks they have framed..." Vex said as he grabbed some folders and started to read. He sneered at each one of them, before he stopped reading and threw the folders back into the box.

"If you don't have anything better to do than sneer down your pointy nose at the Light then pleeeeeeease, put all the things that you touched back where you found them so Dyson doesn't figure out someone's been rooting around his den," Kenzi said. "And... are you sure this spray thing will work? Dyson won't smell us?"

"Yeah, it supposed to neutralize your smell, so the Wolf shouldn't be able to smell us," Vex explained. "Found it on Ebay, buy one get one free."

"Great, if it doesn't work, I'm gonna tell Dyson that you forced me to do this with you," Kenzi said as she looked through all the files. "Serial killer case from 1880s, no… missing persons case, no… strange death in the middle of nowhere, no… huh..." She huffed in confusion when reading one of the cases, "...and this is just weird..."

"What?"

"Dyson reopened Bo's feeding accident case..." Kenzi said, frowning when reading through the pages. "I thought that case was closed when he found out that it was a Qarinah who killed the girl..."

"Ah, you are talking about that case. There was a dark Fae involved, wasn't there?"

"Yeah, some dark Fae who went into coma after some feeding accident, which was ridiculously similar to a Succubus feeding gone wrong..."

"Yeah, I've heard an earful about that," Vex said. "Evony wanted to make it a big deal, trying to persuade the elders that your succubunny friend was dangerous, and should be, quote unquote, eliminated immediately."

"What is it that she has against Bo?" Kenzi asked. "Bo-bo is lurvable."

"Possibly because your friend turned down her booty call?" Vex said, his eyes fell on the case files. "So, the Wolf finally decided to work behind your friend's back, investigating her? What a perverted way to remember your ex-girlfriend."

"He reopened this case a few months ago actually, after Bo came back from her father's place," Kenzi said. "Looks like he's doing an investigation on the dark Fae in the coma..."

"I heard that bloke died in the hospital," Vex said. "And Evony was pissed, because she lost her perfect chance of sending your friend to prison since the key witness died."

"Yeah, he died not long before Bo's incident at her father's place. Actually, right around when I was kidnapped by that Kitsune bitch," Kenzi said, "And here Dyson is investigating… weird, apparently he's treating this as a murder case..." she frowned and continued, "Someone killed this coma guy?"

"Well then, whoever it is, better not to let Evony find out, 'cause that woman does best on revenge," Vex said.

"Well, this is the only thing that is related to Bo in here," Kenzi said. "Maybe this is what they were talking about behind my back. I thought it would be related to what happened at Bo's father's place though… I guess I was wrong then..."

"Who says it can't be related?" Vex asked. "You said she doesn't remember much about what happened there. Maybe someone is covering some sort of tracks."

"Possible," Kenzi said. "Let me take photos of these files, so we can figure out who killed this coma guy, and protect him, or her, from the Evil Queen's reach."

"Sure, the Lord of the Dark has nothing to do, but follow a little human around looking for some killer who may or may not exist," Vex said. "Now, are you satisfied? Can we go? I have nightclub business to attend."

"Yeah, why don't you go put everything back in its place and let me finish taking the photos."


Bo had to go to the doorway to get some fresh air after she examined the crime scene with Dyson. It wasn't the shredded bleeding corpse of the women that upset her, but the drained man. The face of someone who had lost all the living energy reminded her of all the bodies in her father's place, and she couldn't forget that it was she who did that. She knew those who she killed were all underfae and monsters, and they were bad. And, it wasn't that she felt guilty, she was scared. Her own power scared her, because she had no idea when it would unleash itself like that again.

"Are you Ok?" Dyson asked as he walked towards her. He could see that Bo's face had gone a little pale. He wanted to comfort her, but he knew he shouldn't step any closer.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just needed some air," Bo said. "So, what did you find out?"

"Just like before, nothing," Dyson said. "Probably gonna wrap up and take everything back to the precinct, and let the tech people work their magic."

"Ok," Bo nodded. "I'd like to go back inside and take a last look."

"Sure," Dyson said. He wanted to say something else, but then his phone rang. He checked it, and got too distracted to continue. "I got to go. Let me know if you find anything," he said to Bo.

"Ok," Bo smiled at him, and watched him walk away. She let out a deep breath, and walked back inside. Other cops and CSU people were busy gathering evidence and taking things in and out. Some of them were whispering to each other in a low voice about the crime scene. Bo even saw one rookie throwing up outside. Then she saw one of the CSU people bagging the female victim's phone.

"Can I see that?" Bo asked.

The CSU person nodded and handed to her. Bo briefly went through the phone, and saw a lot of selfies in it. She sighed when she saw the bright smiles on the female victim's face in those photos. She knew maybe the girl took those photos happily a few days ago, and now she was nothing but a torn body with her guts laying on the floor.

Bo stopped when she browsed one of the photos, with a gas station in the background. The name of the store in the gas station looked so familiar to her. She stared at it for a while, trying to figure where she had seen that, but she just couldn't remember. Seeing the CSU guy waiting for her to finish patiently, Bo decided to send that photo to her own phone, and do some digging at home.


Bo threw herself onto the couch right after she got home. She flipped around and lay on her back, sighing. She wasn't sure if it was the crime scene, her hunger, or something else, but she felt upset. She stayed there in silence for a while, until she decided to go back to working on the case.

"Where have I seen this..." Bo frowned as she studied the selfie carefully. She look through the case files, but she found nothing. She went back and forth comparing the photo on her phone to all the pages of evidence from the crime scenes, every eyewitness interview, every photo, everything, but she just couldn't find a connection.

Eventually Bo was too frustrated to go on. She was thinking maybe the blonde was right, that she was low on Succbus sugar. She was shocked to find herself constantly thinking about the sex between them when she thought about the blonde, and that immediately brought her to what a bitch the other woman was. Torn between her lust and her anger, she felt like she could really punch someone in the face, or fuck someone's brains out, or both.

Trying hard not to give in to her hunger, Bo grabbed a chocolate bar, and then she realized that it was the last chocolate bar she had. She took her phone out, wanting to text Kenzi to tell her to get some from the store before she came home. But, she stopped typing in the middle of her text, because something suddenly occurred to her.

"Store… receipt!" Bo exclaimed, looking through the pile of files for a receipt. She had finally remembered where she had seen the name of the gas station mart. It was on one of the receipts they had collected as evidence from the RV crime scene.

"Shit! Where is it?!" Bo curse as she went through page after page, but she couldn't find it.

"Damn it," Bo said to herself, turning on her laptop. She googled the address of the gas station, and put on her jacket. Her gut was telling her that store was important, and not just because she remembered the couple with the RV had visited the same gas station mart that today's victim had taken a selfie in front of.

Bo called Dyson but he wasn't picking up his phone, so she left him a message and started to drive.


It was already past midnight when Bo got to the gas station, and it looked like the place was closed for some reason. The lights were off, and the gas price tags had been removed. A few cars were parked in the lot, but it looked like they had not been moved in a while.

Bo tried the door, but it was locked, with a big chain tangled around the door handle and a big lock on it. She circled to the back, and found a cracked window. It looked like it had been broken recently.

Bo frowned. She looked around and made sure no one was following her, then she climbed in.

Turning on her flashlight, Bo looked around inside the store. No one was in there, and the shelves were all mostly empty. A few pieces of random goods were scattered on the shelves, candy bars, gum, and small bags of chips, like whoever took all things away had carelessly left them behind. The bathroom was locked. When she stood there, trying to figure out what to do next, she heard something coming from the back side of the store.

Taking a deep breath, Bo gripped her dagger tight in her right hand. She slowly walked towards the back, which appeared to be the storage room of the store. The door was half open, and it was pitch dark inside. Bo pressed her hand lightly on the door, and slowly pushed it open.

The glare of her flashlight, or her presence, apparently startled whoever was inside, and that person turned around with a weapon in her hand. Both were shocked when they saw each other's face.

"You?!" Bo exclaimed when she realized that the person inside was Tamsin.

"Well, well, well, are you following me?" The blonde looked relieved for some reason. She smirked at Bo, and put down her dagger a little.

"How did you… how did you know..." Bo frowned. How the hell did this bitch figure out about this store? She asked herself, then suddenly she thought of something. "Did you fucking steal the receipt from my fucking case files?!" She yelled at the other woman.

"Well," Tamsin tilted her head. "Which I am giving back to you right now, so technically, I borrowed it," She said as she took the receipt out from her pocket and held it with two fingers. She stepped forward, almost pressing herself against Bo's body. Then she reached her arm out and tucked the receipt into the back pocket of Bo's jeans, her palm slightly caressing Bo's ass. Bo slapped her hand away, and stepped back.

"With all the evidence in the files, how the fuck did you know to steal this receipt!" Bo asked.

"That, is my little secret," the blonde whispered to her, leaning close to Bo's side. "But...if you really want to know, I'd like to have some sort of… payment, if you know what I mean."

"Yeah, if you put that on your wish list, you may actually get it when hell freezes over," Bo retorted.

"Still low Succubus sugar, huh?" Tamsin chuckled.

"What exactly are you doing here?" Bo asked, her both arms crossed in front of her chest.

"Emm… looking for evidence, just like you?" The blonde said, narrowing her eyes.

"And what have you found so far?"

"Sweetheart, in case you didn't hear me earlier today. I-" Tamsin said, lowering her head, her lips right next to Bo's ear, "-don't share information with my competitors."

Bo stepped back again. She felt a little dizzy when the blonde was close, because her scent, her aura, and her breath on her ear was just too irresistible. Don't give in, don't give in, don't give in to that bitch. Bo told herself. She was about to say something smart, but before she could, the blonde suddenly grabbed her and covered her mouth with her hand.

Bo struggled. With the other woman's arm around her waist, and her soft breasts pressing against her back, Bo just wanted to get away from the blonde's embrace, before she lost control. But, the blonde gripped her tighter, and her lips pressed lightly against Bo's ear.

"Shhh… someone's coming," Tamsin whispered to her with a barely audible voice.

It was then that Bo heard someone open the front door of the store.


S4 premiers this Sunday, yay!