A/N: This chapter is all about feelings, fighting them and accepting them. What is Sara going to do about Tamsin? Read and find out. Massive thanks to everyone who has read this story, and added it to their favourites and alerts, you guys rock!

Chapter Nine

After calling Dyson, telling him she'd be in around lunch time, Sara headed to the club house, she needed to talk to Bo. She parked her car near the front door, where she had dropped Kenzi off not 8 hours before. She wasn't sure anyone was going to be awake, but there was something inside her screaming at her to talk to Bo.

It amused her that she was going to a succubus to talk about love, but Bo was unlike any succubus she had ever met. Most were all about the pleasure and the feeding, Bo was different. She'd done some digging around and found out that Bo had been raised by human parents, she had no idea who or what she was until she killed a creepy guy in an elevator. Bo was more in touch with her human side than most humans she had met.

She knocked on the door; it didn't take long for Bo to answer.

"Hey Sara this is a surprise." Bo said, with that smile of hers.

"Hey Bo, can I talk to you?" Sara asked.

"Yeah sure," Bo said, stepping to one side, "come in."

She walked through to the kitchen, spotting Kenzi watching animal programs on the TV.

"Morning Detective." Kenzi said with a smile.

"Morning human," Sara replied, "how you doing?"

"Good," Kenzi said, "you?"

"Been better." Sara replied.

Bo joined her in the kitchen.

"Coffee?" she asked.

"Won't say no." Sara replied with a smile, "This place is something else…"

"Its home." Bo said with a laugh, "So what did you want to talk to me about?"

"It's kinda awkward…" Sara said.

"She's in love with Tamsin." Kenzi said, not taking her eyes from the TV.

"Shut it Kenzi…" Sara said.

"Really?" Bo asked.

"Kinda… yeah… I think so…" Sara replied, making a mental note to kick the human's ass later.

"Well that's a good thing right?" Bo asked.

"I don't know…" Sara said.

"Come on, Tamsin's great," Bo said, "well… she's Tamsin, certainly one of a kind; she'd do anything for her friends."

"When she admits to having friends." Kenzi called over.

"Oh come on Kenz, she's saved your ass a bunch of times." Bo said.

"But she's Dark Fae," Kenzi said, "and Sara's Light…"

"You're starting to sound like Hale…" Bo said, "And I'm not sure if the Dark and Light rule applies to someone who doesn't broadcast their alignment."

"It counts…" Sara said with a little laugh, "And that's not the only issue, I'm only in town for this case, and I got a call this morning naming the guy who may be responsible… so once we find him… I'll be expected to head back…"

"Head back where?" Bo asked.

"DC," Sara replied, "headquarters…"

"Straight away?" Bo asked.

"I may get a couple of days, possibly a week…" Sara said.

"When did you and TamTam first meet?" Kenzi asked, walking over to where they were sitting.

"20 years ago…" Sara replied, "in LA, we were both there working different jobs…"

"Anything happen between you then?" Bo asked.

"Kinda…" Sara said.

"Hence the punch to the face at the Dal." Kenzi said.

Sara laughed.

"Does she know how you feel?" Kenzi asked.

"I don't know," Sara said, "she's a difficult person to read…"

"Well from the way she was acting last night at the Dal I'd say she feels the same about you." Bo said.

"It doesn't matter though does it…?" Sara replied, "My brain tells me I can't really open myself up to something when I know, without question, that I'll end up really hurting in the long run…"

"What does your heart tell you?" Bo asked.

"To go for it anyway…" Sara said, "How do you manage it Bo… I mean you love Lauren right?"

"Oh yeah," Bo replied, "with everything I have, yet I know that in about 60 years or so I'm going to hurt, a lot. But right now, she's here, and I love her… and for me that's enough."

"Plus," Kenzi said, "you're moving a plane ride away, it's not like one of you is dying."

Bo and Sara shared a look.

"Kenz, can you give us a minute please…" Bo said.

"Sure." Kenzi replied.

Kenzi left the room; Sara guessed she was heading back to her room.

"She told you?" Bo asked.

"Yeah," Sara said, "she told me…"

"That's why you were asking Trick about Valhalla isn't it?" Bo asked.

"Yep, but he couldn't really help me," Sara replied, "Pretty much told me what Tamsin had already said. There's nothing I can do…"

"There has to be something…" Bo said.

x-x

After spending the best part of the morning at Bo's looking at everything from every possible angle Sara went to the station to pass the name onto Tamsin and Dyson, they may be able to find out where this Owen Michaels was.

"Hey…" Tamsin said with a smile as Sara walked into the 39th Division.

"Hey." Sara replied.

"You look like shit." Dyson said.

"Well thanks D," Sara said, "didn't get much sleep."

Dyson shot Tamsin a look.

"Hey, don't look at me," she said, laughing, "nothing to do with me."

"Unfortunately…" Sara said quietly.

She noticed Tamsin smile as she looked at the file on her desk, she'd obviously heard her.

"Anyway, I have a name for you two," Sara said, "Owen Michaels, head-office called me earlier."

"Think this could be our guy?" Tamsin asked.

"They seem to think so," Sara replied, "his name cropped up before, but we discounted it because of his age."

"Dark or Light?" Dyson asked.

"Dark." Sara said.

"Have you talked to Trick?" Dyson asked.

"Not yet," Sara said, "thought maybe you could do that, Tamsin and I will go speak to Evony, see if she knows something."

"We will?" Tamsin asked.

"I'm not exactly top of her Christmas card list right now Tams." Sara replied, "It'd be easier if you were there."

Tamsin nodded.

"Meet back here in an hour?" Dyson asked.

"Sure," Tamsin said, "we'll let you know if we find out anything."

The three of them left the station. Tamsin went over to her truck while Sara walked over to her car.

"We are not driving over there separately." Tamsin said.

"Then get in the car," Sara said, "why do we always have to use your truck."

"Er, because it's the truck." Tamsin replied.

"Tamsin, just get in the car." Sara said.

"Look who's getting all demanding." Tamsin replied.

"Please, just get in the car." Sara said.

"Better." Tamsin said with a smile as she walked over to Sara's car.

Sara smiled to herself as she got in the car. Tamsin jumped in the passenger side, and they headed to see Evony.

"How long have you been having trouble sleeping?" Tamsin asked.

"Since I got here…" Sara replied.

"Have you been to see Lauren about it?" Tamsin asked, "She might be able to give you something to help."

"I don't like doctors, especially not the human kind." Sara said.

"Oh come on, Lauren isn't that bad," Tamsin said, "sure she's human, but she works for the Ash."

"Not too keen on him either right now." Sara replied.

"Did you tell him?" Tamsin asked.

"No," Sara said, "Kenzi changed my mind…"

"She's good at that." Tamsin said with a laugh.

"She's pretty cool for a human." Sara said.

"She's certainly unique." Tamsin replied.

"That she is…" Sara said.

Sara noticed something; it looked like a guy dragging a woman into an ally.

"Did you see that?" she asked.

"Stop the car." Tamsin replied.

Sara pulled the car over.

"You armed?" Tamsin asked.

Sara reached over Tamsin and into the glove box, she took out her gun.

"Am now." She said.

"Why do you keep that in there?" Tamsin asked.

"I can get a guy to drop in seconds," Sara said, "don't really have much use for it."

They both got out of the car and headed towards the ally.

"Ready?" Tamsin asked.

Sara nodded.

They made their way into the ally, just in time to see the guy shift forms, the woman in front of him started to scream.

"Police!" Tamsin shouted, "Let me see your hands."

"Yeah cause that's gonna work." Sara said.

She concentrated on the guy, seconds later he was on the floor.

"What the hell was that?" the woman asked.

"Shit…" Tamsin said.

"Human…" Sara said quietly.

"You think…" Tamsin replied, "Are you okay Miss?"

"Yes, and I ask again, what the hell was that?" she said.

"Can you walk?" Sara asked.

The woman stood up.

"Yeah I think so." She replied.

"Good, if I were you I'd leave, before he wakes up." Sara said.

The woman ran from the ally.

"What the fuck?" Tamsin said, "We should've taken her in."

"And what?" Sara asked, "Have someone erase her memories, no, I don't think so."

"In some ways you are so typically Light." Tamsin said.

"And you're so typically Dark," Sara replied, "now do you want to call this in, or should I do it."

"If you do it we'll never see the guy again," Tamsin said, "I'll do it."

She got out her phone, and called it in.

x-x

Sara was leaning against the wall of the interview room as Dyson and Tamsin talked to the now awake guy.

"What's your name?" Dyson asked.

The guy didn't say anything, nor did he take his eyes off Sara.

"We can do this the easy way or the hard way dude," Tamsin said, "your choice."

"She knows my name." he said.

"So you are Owen Michaels." Dyson said.

The guy nodded.

"Where were you at…" Dyson started.

"Why don't we just cut the crap," Owen said, "I know I did it, she knows I did it."

"Why?" Tamsin asked.

"What can I say, I got bored." He said.

"So you killed countless people because you got bored?" Sara asked.

"Yeah, and you're the cute ass Special Ops that's been following me around," he said, "well you caught me, which is a shame, because you were going to be my crowning glory."

"Hey buddy," Tamsin said, "talk to us, not her."

"How famous would I have been in the Fae world if I took you out," he continued, ignoring Tamsin, his eyes still locked with Sara's, "the only female to be born to one of the most powerful Dark Fae families, the only part Mesmer part Valkyrie that ever lived… I've done my research on you to; I would have had so much fun with you before putting you out of your misery."

"You want to watch your mouth," Tamsin said, "it's about to get you in deep shit."

"What are you going to do?" he asked, "kill me?"

"Eventually." Tamsin replied.

"She wants to know why," he said, still looking at Sara, "why I did it, was there a pattern to it, could she have stopped sooner. You remember that 8 year old kid in New York don't you Sara; I enjoyed that one the most, hearing him scream. Young kids just have so much fear. He was begging for it by the end."

Sara clenched her yaw. She knew what she wanted to do; she wanted to make him suffer.

"Did you slit that woman's throat last night?" Sara asked.

"Yeah, I did," he said, "wanted to send you a personal message, how's your nephew doing by the way, did he make it?"

That was it, Sara had heard enough. Her eyes narrowed as Owen face started to show the pain he was in.

"What the fuck is she doing to me?!" He cried in pain.

"Shit." Tamsin said, standing up she moved in front of Sara, looking her in the eye, "you don't want to do this."

"I don't need to look at him you know…" Sara replied, smiling a little.

Dyson made a move, as Owen fell off his chair, writhing around in pain on the floor of the interview room; Tamsin knew what Dyson was going to do.

"I got this." Tamsin said to Dyson.

"You might want to hurry up." Dyson said, looking at Owen whose eyes were starting to roll back in his head.

"Come on Sara, you do not want to do this," Tamsin said, as she put her arms on her shoulders, "he needs to pay for what he's done the right way, not this way."

"Break her concentration," Dyson said as he moved over to Owen, "give her something else to think about."

"What the hell…" Tamsin said, taking a deep breath, she could feel her heart pounding in her chest.

"Tamsin, think of something," Dyson said, "We're losing him."

Tamsin put her hand on Sara's cheek. She took another deep breath, then softly kissed her.