A/N~ Yes I know I haven't really shown Tamsin that much but as I said before this is going to be KenziDyson centric with a bit of Bo and a dollop of the doc thrown in for good measure. Please read, enjoy, and review. Also yep the POV and tense is still jumping around quite a bit. Sorry! ~A

DH-7

Tamsin was still reeling from the package she had received at the cop shop. She was hoping she could still opt out of the situation, that she would be able to keep Bo safe. The delivery of Acacia's hand and the rune flask told her in a glaring warning sign that the choice was no longer hers.

She is in the middle of remembering the night she spent with Bo when she walks into the doctors quarters only to hear the other blonde muttering to herself. A large tome was balanced on the lady doctors lap with an ancient fae dialect scrawled across the spine as she ticked off points,

"Disorientation, smell of burning hair…Oh God, what is it?" she wonders aloud and goes back to flipping through the book.

"Sounds like a Tikbalang to me," Tamsin says from the doorway

"Albert Einstein," shouts a startled Lauren, her hand clutched to her chest as she glares at the Valkyrie.

"Sorry," Tamsin offers indifferently, as she sidles around the doctor's desk before perching on the edge , very deliberately invading Lauren's personal space. "In my defense, your door was open."

Still a little frazzled from the shock, Lauren admits, "Yeah I was trying to figure…" Then she scowls as Tamsin's original words penetrate her scattered thoughts, "What did you call it, a Tik what?"

"Tikbalang." Tamsin repeats, as Lauren plops the book back on the desk and her fingers scrabble through the pages quickly. The blond dark fae continues, "They're forest creatures. I hunted them in the Phillipines."

"It says here that they disorient travelers to lead them away." Lauren reads. As Tamsin leans in as casually as possible extending her hand without the doctor noticing as she continues to read aloud, "Says they're as strong as a horse."

Lauren jerks back violently as Tamsin plucks a hair from her cheek, "Eyelash," she explains

"Oh," Lauren says with an uncomfortable look at the blond fae. "What are you doing here?" she finally demands sharply, as she goes back to reading the tome.

Tamsin pulls the rune covered vial out of her back pocket and adds the doctors hair to the ones she's already collected. "You're not really a big fan of me, are you?"

Without bothering to look up Lauren replies, "Well, in light of recent events, no."

Tamsin heaves a heavy and rather put upon sigh, "Is this about the kiss? Between Bo and I?"

The doctor raises her head slowly to look at the other blonde and it is rather obvious that the succubus hasn't mentioned kissing Tamsin. Lauren very precisely places the tome back o her desk and rises from the chair to face the Valkyrie and asked, "What?" in an unsteady voice.

"Because it was only that once," she says with a mean smile. "It really wasn't that big of a deal." Except of course that Tamsin knows from the expression on the doctors face that it is a big deal. So like the merciless hunter she is, the dark fae follows her instincts and delivers the final blow.

"Heck, she didn't even feed off of me," with a flippant smile. She might be fae but she knows enough about human jealousy to know that having Bo feed off of her, would probably be the only way that Lauren would forgive Bo for breaking her vow of monogamy to the doctor.

After a long intense moment Lauren slaps Tamsin hard across the cheek. The dark fae recovers quickly from the blow, turning back to look at the human, before saying in a clipped fashion, "Guess I deserved that." She can't even work up the effort to seem affected by the blow from the human.

Tamsin has what she came for, the doctor's hair sample, and the increase of the wedge between the succubus and her lover. Her own affection for Bo notwithstanding she is working to eliminate Bo's support system, weaken her emotional state to make her an easier mark.

The doctor orders, "Get out!" in a tight voice. Tamsin takes her time in leaving, letting the doctor know that she is doing it of her volition, not because of the doctors order. Wiggling her fingers in a nasty little wave as she slinks out the door, Tamsin closes the door behind her with a small slam.

A traumatized Lauren however starts to crumble before the dark fae blond crosses the threshold. Very, very carefully, she eases back into her chair. Every move deliberate as she struggles to hold on to her control. The painfully, hard sobs of air though reveal just how far out of control Lauren's emotions are. Her hands are wrapped around her middle as though to hold herself together literally. Sobs wrack her at the emotional implication of Bo's supposed betrayal with the dark fae,

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Kenzi sits on the couch, moping and feeling guilty over Della's death. "This is my fault," she mutters dejectedly.

"If you're going to blame anyone, blame me." Bo objects. "I was sent to find this monster in a puppet costume, but I failed. "Me!"

"It doesn't matter," Kenzi replies clearly still moping, as she continues, "they're never going to trust me again."

"Yeah well they're going to be here any minute now," reveals Bo.

"Maybe I should leave then," Kenzi responds and gets up to do so.

"No one is going anywhere," Lauren declares as she enters the Shack's living area. "Not with what we're dealing with."

Bo greet her girl with an affectionate smile and a "Hey," but trails of when Lauren's only response is a hard glare. "It's a tikbalang," she tells Kenzi.

"A tickle bang," replies the younger human, "sounds strangely fun and easy to beat."

"Not so much," The doctor counters, "I looked it up. The only way to beat the tikbalang is to smoke it out," she explains, "Once you catch it, you have to cut it's mane to sever its willpower. No hair, no fight." she concludes.

Bo quips, "Translation: we smoke it out and give it a makeover." Smiling the succubus concludes, "I think we can handle a makeover and the smoke."

Dyson interrupts her as he comes in with the rest of the campers, "Come on in and put your stuff in a pile," he orders and concludes, "We'll figure out sleeping arrangements later."

Surprisingly Kenzi stays on the couch hiding in plain sight from the teens and her friends. Despite what Bo had said about Della's death being the succubus' fault, Kenzi was still depressed. Still convinced that they just think of her as the human who they have to protect. The werewolf catches the eye of the tiny human and gives her a coaxing smile and she smiled back at him weakly.

"Wow," Nelson says disgustedly, "we are just moving from one shit hole to another,"

Trudy whines, "I'm not hanging around here to be bait."

"You can't go," Bo says imploringly.

"Watch us," Nelson sneers and they turn to leave, but Kenzi jumps up from the couch and calls, "Wait, come back." They do pause and look back at her, Trudy even steps toward her as she says, "Look I know how you feel, you're scared. Nobody listens to you, you think nobody cares about you, I understand that, I've been there. But my friends are really good at this. Stronger than me. They will find this murderer."

"I promise you we will," Bo adds standing with the other behind Kenzi as she implores the teens to trust one more time.

Then realizing the kids have the opportunity to prove they are capable and that humans can stand up for themselves just as well as fae, Kenzi pushes her luck and says, "What if Team Badass can find the killer and make him pay for what he did to Mike and Della," she says and sees that she has the juvies complete attention. When she adds, "and what if you could help them do it?"

"Where are you going with this Kenzi?" Bo wonders a little suspiciously.

Nelson asks with more annoyance than suspiscion, "What, do you have some sort of genius plan or something?"

Kenzi smirks and says, "So, ah, who here knows how to make a pipe bomb?" All of the juvies raise their hands along with Kenzi who turns to face her fae friends. When she sees that Lauren is also slowly raising her hand her smirk turns into a full fledged grin at the doctor.