Chapter 9

Bo's dream continued after she fell asleep.

This time it didn't start with the dark, foggy place where she couldn't see or hear anything.

She was in a room, an illuminated room. Not very bright, but at least she could see things clearly. She looked around, staring at the stone walls, the old fashioned furniture and the torches on the wall.

Then she realized that she was sitting beside a table, a dinner table. She could see all the food plates on the table. It was like a lavish festival feast. There were things she had never seen. They all smelt really good. But strangely, she had no appetite.

Then she saw the man sitting in front her, on the other side of the table.

It was her father. He was wearing the dark suit as usually, with his hat laid on his side of the table, and his walking stick against the wall. This was the first time that Bo had seen him closely in a bright, peaceful place. He looked just like the man Bo saw in her vision during her dawning. He didn't even have one more wrinkle on him.

Having noticed that Bo was watching him, he raised his glass in his hand to Bo. A smile appeared on his face, but Bo didn't feel warm, or close to him. It was like she was staring at a stranger. She couldn't feel the father figure on him, even if she knew he was her father.

She felt intimidated by him, somehow. Bo rarely felt intimidated by anyone, but now she just felt this pressure coming from him.

" Why don't you try something you like, my child." The man said.

" I'm not hungry."

" Oh, shush, you are always hungry." He said, " You cried for food every time I held you in my arms. You were such a little creature back then."

" Why did my mom give me away? Why didn't you keep me?"

" Let's not talk about the sad memories right now, shall we? Try something you like, please."

Bo took a sip from the wine glass. It was good wine, but strangely, she just didn't like it. She then tried some food. She felt the same. They were delicious, but she just didn't like them.

They reminded her about this man in front of her, polite, charming, nice, but something deep down, Bo felt the urge to run away.

" I am really not hungry." Bo said, " Why am I here? What do you need from me?"

" I wanted to see you, my daughter. I wanted to see how wonderful you have become."

" You couldn't have just called? Or sent a post card or something?"

" It doesn't exactly work that way between us." The man laughed.

" I don't even know your name."

" You don't have to. You can just address me as father."

" Ok, fine. Why am I here? Because you suddenly wanted to spend some time having dinner with me?"

" No. I have a plan for you, my child."

" Oh, no, no plans for me, please. I love my unplanned life. Every time I heard that word, some serious shit just happens."

The man laughed with a low voice. The laughter hummed in his chest. Bo could hear the echoes of his laughter hovering around in the big empty dining room. It had made her uncomfortable.

" You will like my plan." The man said, " I promise."

" How about you tell me what it is first, then I decide if I like it or not."

Bo saw his lips moving, but suddenly she couldn't hear his voice. She leaned closer, trying to hear what he was saying, but she just couldn't hear anything.

" I'm sorry, I can't hear you." Bo said. But then she realized that she couldn't hear her own voice anymore either. It was like she was in a storm, all her voice was drowned, except it was drowned in silence.

Suddenly she dwelt in the endless darkness again. This time she couldn't even feel cold, or foggy anymore. It was just darkness.

Then she saw a light, distant, vague, like a candle far away. She walked to it.

It was not a candle, nor any type of light source. It was a small, round, shining object, reflecting light from nowhere.

Bo finally recognized it. It was a locket pendant. She knew that pendant. She had seen that pendant before. She had it ever since she could remember things.

By blood it binds us. Come to me, my child. Bo heard him whispering, it was not beside her ears, but inside her heart. He repeated the same thing again and again, until his voice vanished in the air.

Bo opened her eyes. This time she was not gasping anymore, although she could still feel the intense pressure on her heart.

Bo looked at the blonde, who was nesting in her arms and breathing peacefully. She held her tighter. A vague moan escaped from the blonde's throat. She tucked herself closer to Bo in her sleep. A smiled appeared on Bo's face, when she looked at the valkyrie.

She felt relieved. She stayed awake for a while, until she fell back to sleep again.

This time, she didn't have any dreams anymore.


Bo called Trick immediately after she got up the next morning. Trick was not quiet this time anymore. He sounded very surprised when Bo told him about the bridge.

" No, it can't be..."

" What can't be?"

" Nothing. So you have crossed the bridge, then what?"

" Then I was in the same realm, palace or whatever he called it."

" What did you see there?"

" Nothing much, torches, stone walls. A throne made from flesh and bones."

" Are you sure?"

" Ya, I am."

" Ok, then what next?"

" Then I sort of woke up, and the dream started from somewhere else. I was having dinner with my father."

" Did he say anything to you?"

" Yes, actually we talked a lot. He said he had some plan for me."

" What plan?"

" I don't know. It sort of... blanked out or something, like I know he was talking but I just can't hear him."

" Probably that muse stirred something up when she retrieved your memories. It is not uncommon."

" Oh and then I saw this pendant. I had it with me when my mom had the midwife giving me away. Then I heard my father said by blood it binds us."

" By blood it binds us... Do you still have the pendant, Bo?"

" Yeah, actually I do. It's probably in my jewelry box. Why? Do I need to get it?"

" No. Keep it at where it is. Don't touch it. Just wait for me to come back and we'll talk." Trick said, " I repeat, don't touch it."

" Ok, ok, no touching the pendant. I got it." Bo said, " I got another call coming in. If there is nothing else, I guess I'll talk to you later."

" Sure, kid. Just...take care of yourself ok?"

" I will. Love you grandpa."

" I love you too, Bo."

Bo took the other call. To her surprise, it was Tamsin.

" Remember the photos you took from the abandoned factory where you got shot? I asked some tech people to run the license plate numbers in the photos. They've found the truck."

" Oh, ok. Text me the address, and I'll go take a look."

" You are not thinking about going there alone, are you?"

" I'll just go take a look. I'll be fine, Tamsin."

" Shit! Last time you did that, I had to drag your ass all the way back!" Tamsin paused for a while, as if she was trying to make a decision. Then she said:" I'm on my way back to pick you up."

" Ok." Bo took a deep breath and sat on the couch. She was a little bit surprised that Tamsin offered her help voluntarily.

Things changed a little between them after they had sex and talked the other night. It felt like the tension between them had transformed to something else, something subtle. They never talked about it, but Bo could feel it.

They never really talked, although they share a bed every night. Tamsin never said anything about moving out or finding a new apartment, Bo never brought it up either.

Bo didn't even know how to define her feelings towards Tamsin. She knew she cared about her. Although the blonde would never ever admit it, Bo knew she was in a very vulnerable state right now. Being a badass cop with her smart mouth every minute of every day, Tamsin still sought for Bo's warmth at night. She always buried herself close to Bo when she was sleeping. Bo felt like she was obliged to protect her, or to comfort her. Bo also enjoyed having her sleep on the side during night. It had made her feel warm, and more importantly, not alone.


Bo and Tamsin went to the place they traced. Like Isaac's compound, it was in the middle of nowhere. All they could see there were mountains, forests and lake.

It was some sort of facility, just looked the same as Isaac's. They saw few patrols walking around. They looked just like Isaac's men.

" Shit, how are we supposed to get in this time?" Bo said.

" Ask them where the mall is again?" Tamsin said.

Bo rolled her eyes at her. " I am actually trying not to get us shot this time."

" How about just tell them you want to talk to your ex-girlfriend?"

Then they heard a voice from behind." Hey! You two!"

They turned around. It was the same guy who shot Tamsin last time. He looked nervous, with his gun pointing at them.

" Oh great." Tamsin smirked, " So who's gonna get shot this time? Me, or you?" She looked at Bo and slowly raised her hands up.

" Actually...neither." The man said with a nervous voice. Apparently he still remembered that he shot Tamsin, and Bo knocked him unconscious. " The boss wants to see you." He added.

" By any chance this boss is a hot blonde doctor named Lauren?" Tamsin smirked.

" Just... come with me." The man looked at them before he turned around and started walking.

" Ok." Bo said. She turned to Tamsin and said:" That went well."

" Well, don't they say third time is the charm?"

The man led them inside. The inside of the facility looked just like the old one. Although Bo didn't see any caged faes.

He put them in a room, then he left.

Minutes later, someone walked in.

It was Lauren, as Bo and Tamsin both expected.

" Why don't you two love birds just sort your shit out? I'll wait outside." Tamsin smirked and walked out. She closed the door behind her.