Tamsin showed Kenzi to the stairs letting her go in first. As Kenzi made her way up the stairs she noticed the entire place looked a lot like Trick's office, but with more lighting, and less of a dark feeling to it. There were books in here even older looking than anything she'd seen in Trick's office, a writing desk next to an old record player, stacks of sheet music, an old type writer, and a calligraphy set were all sitting on the desk along with a few books. Art, photographs, and empty vintage picture frames hung from the wall where there weren't bookshelves full or trinkets and more books.

Right as Kenzi was wondering if she should go to one of the two rooms to the right or the one to the left, she heard a key being struck on a piano. It was coming from the room on the left. Kenzi walked into the room which was about the size of her living room. Fynn was sitting on the piano bench not even caring to acknowledge they were there. She was playing a parlor sized grand piano with a natural wood finish. The room had everything from guitars, drums, and even didgeridoo's in it. Some instruments she didn't even recognize, they were on stands, and hanging on walls, and the piano set in the far corner in front of an open deck that was currently wide open letting the cool breeze run through the room.

Kenzi didn't know what to say, or is she should interrupt her, so she just walked over to Fynn and sat next to her. Everything about the song she was playing was enticing. It was sad but uplifting, desperate but hopeful. Every note pulled at various emotions in a settling way, and without even noticing it Fynn stopped playing but the music went on. Keys were still being struck up and down, and Fynn had placed Kenzi's hands on the piano's keys pushing down the keys with Kenzi's fingers so now she was playing the parts of the song she needed to hear. Before Kenzi even knew it the song had come to a stop, and then she woke up from her daze realizing Fynn had her playing along.

"What was that?" Kenzi asked Fynn.

"That's how I've felt for centuries" Fynn replied with a smile.

"Did you write that?" Kenzi asked again.

"No, Ludovico Einaudi did around 2010, and it's called Nuvole Bianche. I've never had enough magic in me to express a proper feeling or thought, thankfully there's always humans out there that can." Fynn's words came out tired, and in a daze. "I'm sorry about earlier, I shouldn't have kept you waiting."

"Thanks." Kenzi said not knowing exactly where to start. "I've been thinking about your offer, and even though I don't know how or if it's going to work I want to try. I need to protect what I love and myself before I lose anything else I love." Kenzi's words came out tired but angry sounding. "I am sick and tired of the fae always reminding me that I'm a human and that I can't help myself, or that I'm holding people back because they have to look out for me. I'm sick and tired of the fae, and I want to be more than them."

"Kenz it's ok. There's nothing any of us couldn't have done." Tamsin tried comforting her from across the room.

"If I was never so obsessed with trying to be one of you in the first place this never would have happened, and I never would have made a deal and got that stupid twig for Massimo. If I wasn't so terrified of being the only one to grow old and die alone then maybe this wouldn't have happened, and you're right, maybe it isn't my fault… maybe if all of you would have stopped reminding me that I'm only human, stopped making me feel like a burden none of this would have happened, but it did." Kenzi was barely breathing out her words of spite. "I can't change what happened, but I can change it from happening again. I need to. Please help me be more than this." She finished looking at Fynn with pleading eyes.

"Can I ask what this Massimo guy was?" Fynn said.

"Barely a fae at all." Tamsin replied. "He was just a druid."

"I hate druids. Little maggot running around pretending to be as great as wizards…" Fynn paused before looking at Kenzi. "You're going to show him what true power is once my blood is flowing in your veins, let's just hope no one else gets to him first. We'll need a needle, some time, and I'll have to train you. And of course you can read up on any of my books and practice on your own. Our lives will be connected though, you'll live as long as me, and you may die when I finally die, even if nothing happens to you. I think my blood is strong enough considering my fae side to keep you going even if I perish though. Astrid can fill you in on the details."

"You'll really do it? You'll really help me?" Kenzi beamed.

"Yes, but like I said you need to talk to Astrid about everything she knows on this before you know for sure if this is something you really want to do." Fynn replied.

"Fynn, Kenzi, stop both of you, don't do this." Tamsin said in a strange tone.

"What?" Kenzi and Fynn asked at the same time sounding confused.

"The process of sharing a wizard's blood is meant to be a sacred bond. It's meant for the one you're in love with and to spend lifetimes with. Don't you want to respect that?" Tamsin said in that tone still unable to make eye contact.

"Since when do you care about tradition?" Fynn asked in a cynical tone. "Or is this something new you picked up when you decided to carry on the old Valkyrie tradition of riding wolves again?"

"God dammit Fynn…" Tamsin whispered out the words. "God damn you!" She said more directly.

"I am dammed, because I'm a wolf too. We're noble and valiant creatures. Sometimes big headed considering all the respect we demand… the dammed part though is that we're also fucking scavengers, bottom feeders. We've got this big part in us that's weak and easy thanks to our loyalty having a way of beating us down and bringing us pain from having too much of it, and in return we sometimes end up liking to feed on what's weak and easy." Fynn breathed out the words. "God damn you too."

"Ok, so I think something else is going on here… something that I'm not sure I'm ready to handle, so I'm going to go talk to the lovely Astrid downstairs to shake off my utter disbelief." Kenzi said shocked while working her way across the room as she left.

"I was just trying to get over Bo." Tamsin said looking at the floor, almost sounding broken.

"Here's the thing, maybe you just should have talked to her, or someone for once in your life T." Fynn's words still sounded frustrated. "I can ignore it, I can pretend, I can just not care, but when it comes to you… I can't help but feel it." Fynn's eyes met Tamsin's. "You can do whatever you want, you're a big girl, but I just really wish you'd start doing the things you actually want. You have to stop running and be honest with yourself for once, you deserve that much."

"I don't know what to say." Tamsin said with a desperate look on her face. "Why do you see right through me, why do you feel it?"

"Even without having my blood I'm bonded to you. We spent too much time together, you were free once, and I've seen you off guard enough to know you… I feel it because I care too much, but at least I'll say it and call you out on your shit." Fynn sighed. "Look, I'm going to do this for Kenzi so long as she's sure this is what she wants. There's something you need to know though before I do."

"What is it?" Tamsin asked skeptically.

"When we become bonded Kenzi will have a sense when it comes to me, as I will her. I might know when she's in danger, and she might now when something is wrong with me…" Fynn paused. "The thing you have to know though is that she may retain some of my memories, my thoughts, and my feelings. I don't know how much that might be, it could be a little, or it could be a lot, but every memory she gains she'll see from my point of view, and she might learn things about you and Trick. You won't be able to fool her at all anymore if that happens. I'm not asking your permission to do this, I'm just warning you in advanced, and if you ever want to know what she does my veins are open. You're not allowed to ask the things she'll learn about me that no one else yet to know."

"You know I think this is the first time you've ever been serious for more than ten minutes. It's kind of intimidating. If she gets to know what you know about me isn't it only fair I get to know a few things about you?" Tamsin asked.

"It is, but I've done things I can't bring myself to speak of, and I'm almost certain if those memories become hers, she won't want to either." As Tamsin watched Fynn's words come out she no longer looked familiar. Her eyes were cold, intent on nothing, her body was tense, and her voice was far away. She didn't look like the fountain of youth she normally did, she looked like an elder, like a war wizard with an almost innocent face. Tamsin could see her aura glowing around her. It was powerful, dark but bright, and the light was trying to push away the dark. Fynn had always hidden that side from Tamsin, Tamsin never believed there was a dark bone in her body, but now that she saw it she knew that it was there. Tamsin finally believed anyone good be good or bad, dark or light, so long as they had the will to choose.

"I need to go now ok, watch out for Kenzi and start letting yourself be happy for once. Your voice is your best weapon you know." Fynn said as she started to walk away.

"Don't talk to me like you're going on hiatus Fynn." Tamsin said following Fynn down the stairs. Fynn walked down the last step and starting across the clearing with Tamsin still on her tail before Tamsin spoke up again. "What if it is Dyson and you're wrong, what if it really isn't Bo?" Tamsin was challenging her.

"You already admitted it was because you were trying to get over Bo." Fynn replied turning around. "I know you like being the one to walk away and all, but I have to clear my head still, and go find a needle so I don't have to slice Kenzi in myself open like it was done in the old days." Fynn was finally starting to sound like herself again. "If it ends up being Dyson then that's great, I'll take the succubus, she could probably live a happy life off of my chi" Fynn laughed. "Seriously though if it is Dyson then go for it, just know I'm not sure I could stick around and watch you birth my brothers and sisters, and watch the father I never had teach them all the stuff no one was around to teach me about being a wolf… and seeing moms really makes me miss my mom, because sometimes it still hurts when I fall down and scrape my knee and no one is there to fix it anymore." Fynn turned around and continued walking again.

"Fynn…" was the only word Tamsin could get out.

"It's ok you know? Astrid does one hell of a job of being both parents. Sometimes even I forget that she isn't my mom. You'd probably make a good mom, and you can tell if he got the chance he'd be one hell of a dad. Nothing against you guys, the mysterious Auntie Fynnigan would pop up when the little bugs were all grown up. Skip the painful growing up memory lane stuff. You guys would have to promise to keep my magic a secret though so I could surprise them big." Fynn laughed. "I gotta go now."

Tamsin tried walking after her but a wall was put up and she couldn't pass through. "God dammit Fynn… God damn you. How could you not care what I do?" Tamsin thought aloud.

"She cares a lot." Kenzi said. Tamsin didn't even realize she had been standing there. "She cares about you being happy, no matter who it's with, or what it is, so long as you're being honest with yourself and not settling. Do you know what that it?" Kenzi asked Tamsin.

"Yeah, a pain in my ass." Tamsin scoffed.

"That's love." Kenzi said. "Genuine, unconditional, love."

"For the record I don't want kids." Tamsin said

XXXXX

Fynn was walking down empty streets with no destination in mind. There wasn't anywhere she wanted to be, or anyone she wanted to be with. She was tired of Tamsin acting so arrogant, and invincible. It must suck to be Tamsin and Dyson, in love with the same woman, one capable of moving on but not allowing himself to do so, and the other too proud to say how she feels. Must suck to be Bo to have the suspicion of all these people's emotions towards her and knowing if it was ever going to get sorted they had to come to her. Something told Fynn Bo had learned her lesson when it came to taking charge and trying to sort things for others, even when it included her. Wizard's First Rule, people are stupid.

Fynn stopped walking to try and figure out where she was, she'd been so lost in thought she didn't even remember which direction she came from. She's managed to walk out of city limits, and was on a country road, a good ten miles or so from any street lights, and the city lights were starting to fade a little bit. It was somewhere between midnight and 1:30am, Fynn's favorite time of night. It was nice being out here alone, Fynn was still getting used to having people other than Astrid around. It was a beautiful night, even if it was a cold one. The silence was comforting, the rustling tree's. Fynn needed this.

XXXXX

Somewhere around 3 hours later, and another 5-10 miles down the road a car was finally going down the road, first one all night. Fynn recognized the cars paintjob, even in the dark. The driver pulled over after passing Fynn, and low and behold it was Bo. "Hey aren't you freezing, and what are you doing all the way out here at this time of night?" Bo asked Fynn.

"I should ask the same of you. Minus the whole freezing part considering you're in a car, and you're wearing a jacket… unlike me." Fynn replied. "What time is it even?" Fynn asked.

"Just about 4am. Do you need a ride? I'm honestly not heading anywhere so it wouldn't be out of the way. I like to drive when I can't sleep." Bo told her.

"I'd say yes, but I'm walking because I can't sleep either, and I needed a break to think." Fynn laughed. "I was actually thinking about you earlier."

"Get in, we can not sleep together, and you can tell me about those thoughts." Bo wasn't going to take no for an answer. Fynn could see that simple fact written on Bo's face so she walked to the passenger side and got in.

"Where do you want to go? Just for fun, you don't have to go home if you don't want. I know I don't want to be home right now." Bo said.

"Portland." Fynn said.

"Portland Maine?" Bo asked with a confused look on her face.

"No, Portland Oregon." Fynn said nonchalant.

"Something tells me you're kidding, but you wouldn't oppose if we actually road tripped it." Bo laughed. "It's almost worth considering. I could definitely use a vacation."

"Tell me about it." Fynn said through a smile. "Seriously though, if you wanted you could tell me about it."

"I don't know what you've heard about me, but my life is a mess." Bo started to say. "I don't know how to help Kenzi with the whole Hale thing, everyone has been shitting me out since I brought Rainer back, and even Rainer has been shutting me out in a way. He's somewhere taking care of some things, won't say what or where." Bo sighed. "Kenzi never came home, Trick is always hiding something, Dyson got his love back and instead of doing anything about it he won't stop pouting about it and making everything my fault… and Tamsin. She just is so hard to read, she acts one way one day, and another the next, and always just looks at me like she's finally about read to tell me what it's all about, and then she's just gone. Lauren is at least honest about how she feels, and is somewhat moving on, although her being pals with the dark still feels strange to me. I'm just tired of everything being my fault, and feeling bad for things that I barely even know about." Bo finally finished. "I'm sorry, but you asked."

Fynn just looked at her and smiled before she started laughing. "Why are you laughing?" Bo asked.

"You are refreshing you know that?" Fynn said. "I had a similar talk with Tamsin tonight, queen of pretending she is. All these people beat around the bush with you, which is funny because you're pretty open and honest when it comes down to it. At least you're not afraid to say how you feel."

"Thank you!" Bo said relieved.

"Just so you know Kenzi is fine, she is with Tamsin for the night." Fynn told Bo and Bo let out a sigh of relief. "I can tell you what I know about your grandfather if you want, I just want to ask you one thing first." Fynn bargained.

"Shoot." Bo said looking at Fynn.

"Do they ever really start to feel like family? I look at Dyson and I know he's my father, but it's like he's not my dad… I can't stomach calling him dad. I had a father, but I never had a dad is all I can think when I look at him. Maybe in time things can change but right now it feels like I'm still wondering when that family connection will slap me in my face." Fynn said.

"Your guess is as good as mine. It comes in waves with Trick. He's always hiding something which doesn't help. Dyson would be a good dad, it will just probably take him and you to make sense out of it since you're already all grown up, and he's not that much older than you. Maybe you could try bonding over chasing rabbits together or something." Bo teased.

"I like squirrels more." Fynn said the words so casually both of them couldn't help but laugh.

"So, what's Trick holding out on?" Bo asked.

"He doesn't want you to know the truth about me. I don't like lying, and I'm kind of fond of you considering you don't act like an asshat like everyone else around here so I'll tell you the truth if you want to know." Fynn told Bo.

Bo looked at her a little confused for a moment before speaking. "Does this have to do with why he seems a little intimidated by you?" Bo asked.

"Yep. You have to promise to not tell Rainer though. In case your man is up to something sketchy we deserve to have at least one trick up our sleeve." Fynn almost didn't care if she did tell him. Foresight or not, he couldn't stop her from ripping him in two like she did that under fae.

"I'll admit now I'm a little intimidated, but it's a deal. What's hiding in you other than a wolf?" Bo's tone matched her words.

"Pull over, I'll show you." Fynn said.

"Do I have to? We're literally in the middle of nowhere, and it is freezing outside." Bo said looking at her skeptically.

"Just do it." Fynn smiled.

Bo pulled over next to a field and killed the engine. She looked a little nervous as she pulled the keys from the ignition. "You're not a dragon fae or something are you?"

"No. I wasn't aware there were dragon fae… I've only ever seen dragons. But that was when I was just a kid." Fynn couldn't help but laugh at how Bo feared what it was the Blood King could possibly be afraid of. "Follow me." Fynn told her as she got out of the car and walked a ways into the field. "You're going to love this trust me, I'll save the dark stuff for self-defense and darker times." Fynn teased.

"Dark stuff?" Bo asked. "I'm not sure I like where this is going."

"Take off your jacket." Fynn told her.

"Are you crazy it's like 30 degree's out, I'm starting to feel like a drunk freshman on a date with a senior on prom night." Bo seriously thought Fynn might be crazy.

"Relax no one is date raping a succubus, that's your job." Fynn couldn't help but laugh out the words. "Just trust me, yeah?"

Bo shot her a surrendering look and took of her jacket. "Fine."

"Now give me your hand." Fynn told her.

"Ok." Bo was complying but was nervous enough to shut her eyes. Just as she let out a shiver due to the cold warmth entered her entire body and she opened her eyes. Bo shot Fynn a confused look, and Fynn just laughed. Bo let go of Fynn's hand confused as to what just happened, and once again she was instantly freezing. Fynn held out her hand just as Bo was reaching it again, and as soon as she did it wasn't cold anymore. "What are you?" Bo asked.

"Magic." Fynn answered through a smile. "Look up." Just as Bo looked up it started to snow directly above therm. Fynn pulled her through field and the snow above them followed. Fynn stretched her free hand out, and every strand of tall grass she touched illuminated as they went by. "Look at your foot prints." Fynn told Bo. As Bo turned back to look she saw her trail of footprints glowing and then fading away. Fynn plucked a weed out of the grown and lit it on fire, turned to Bo, blew on it and froze it. "You should probably put you jacket on now." She said to Bo.

"Why, if I don't let go I'm good right?" Bo asked, and just as quick as her words escaped her it started to rain.

"Because I love the rain." Fynn answered coyly. Fynn was expecting her to get mad, after all no one liked getting rained on, but instead she laughed.

"What else can you do?" Bo asked intrigued.

"Change the color of anything I want, pretty much anything having to do with the elements, levitate things, summon firefly's a few animals, teleport, make cool stuff out of smoke, have instruments play themselves, create fireworks, a lot of devastating and destructive things, but my favorite is this." As Fynn was finishing her words she pulled a bottle out of thin air. "I can also duplicate money. I can do a lot of useful things, beautiful things, and messed up things." Fynn explained.

"Hey that looks like one of Trick's special bottles." Bo said sounding confused.

"Oh it is, he owes me you heard the stories, I'm sure learning about all this just filled in the blanks."

"Why Tamsin was trying to kill him makes more sense now, that's for sure." Bo had a look of realization on her face. "So what kind of fae has that power?"

"No fae has this kind of power. They hunted my kind down like dogs, and my people went on a suicide mission to try and preserve their children. I shouldn't exist, but fate has a thing for my family I suppose. I'm a wizard. Girls aren't supposed to be full-fledged wizards, something sweet went on in the mix when I was created. It's a mystery really. Another reason Trick is afraid of me no doubt. He also knows if he were to open his veins I could manipulate the gravity around him so his blood could never make it to his pen." Fynn explained.

"So you have all this power, and could easily take what you wanted, control the fae even, and you just don't. You chose to ignore the world's problems and just live how you please?" Bo asked.

"Pretty much, It disgusts me how power hungry the fae are, how entitled. Humans aren't much better. It just comes down to the person. If the wrong person were to find out about me though, fae or human, it could be all over. I could be over, or they could. Other than that I really do like to just do as I please. Why choose a side when it won't matter when you're dead? Maybe I'm just too much of a forest hermit." Fynn laughed.

"In a way you're living the life I've always wanted, as you choose." Bo was looking at Fynn strangely. "And on a side note, no wonder your chi is so intense. It's definitely the strongest I've come across."

"I wonder what being a chi eater would be like. I'd definitely want to taste my chi if I wasn't me." Fynn teased Bo. "Oh, and you should never stop choosing to do what you want. Life's too short and too long to do otherwise."

"Why did you trust to tell me this, to show me after everyone told you not to? They all doubt me, but then here you are." Bo asked, still looking at her with the same expression.

"Why not? We keep running into each other, and you haven't done anything that seems to call for the precaution so why not? Not everyone should be considered guilty by association. Besides, I have a good feeling about you, and something about you is very comforting… so I found some comfort in letting you know." Fynn paused for a moment. "4am knows all my secrets, now you know one too."

XXXXX

Before either of them had realized it they'd made their way back to the car. Fynn walked Bo to the driver's side and Bo had forgotten how cold of a night it was until Fynn let go of her hand. Fynn got in and Bo immediately grabbed her hand. Fynn couldn't help but laugh. "Finally someone appreciates my talents. You're gonna have to let go of my hand though if you're ever going to start the car."

Bo let out a sigh. "It's not my fault you're a better heater than this old thing." Bo said as she tried to start the car. "Shit." She breathed.

"What's up?" Fynn asked.

"Pretty sure we're out of gas, or my car just hates me." Bo replied.

"Well, I can go get gas for you, or I can just take you home, your choice." Fynn offered.

"How about you take me home, and we get gas together and come back tomorrow?" Bo asked.

"Deal, once I pass out though I swear to you I won't wake back up until at least 1 or 3pm… that's just the way it has to be." Fynn told her very seriously. Bo couldn't help but laugh at her.

"So how are we getting home anyways?" Bo questioned.

"Oh that's easy, take my hand again." Fynn told Bo, and Bo did so while raising an eyebrow at her. "I'm going to count to three, on two shut your eyes, and on three open them or suffer a headache that put Tamsin in a hellish mood." Fynn warned her.

"Ok." Bo said as she took her hand again.

"One, two, and three." Fynn counted aloud.

When Bo opened her eyes back up they were back at the clubhouse, and she could barely believe it. Out of all the fae she's met she thought she would have been used to surprises by now, but a wizard was over the top. "The head still kind of hurts." Bo told Fynn.

"You know, I don't know what it is with you fae, but it gets you guys more than it gets me. You just gotta get used to it I suppose." Fynn replied. "Hey Bo." Fynn added.

"Yeah?" Bo responded.

"I just wanted to thank you. I feel a lot better actually. I guess sometimes being alone isn't the answer. It turns out being around someone who doesn't make you feel so alone is a good fix, that and someone you don't have to hide things from." Fynn smiled. "Even if you have been looking at me strangely since you said I've been living the life you wanted to live."

"You weren't kidding when you said you were usually more charming." Bo accidentally said her thought aloud. "It's amazing how your father is so pigheaded and closed off, and you're just open and real." Bo said as she let the rest of her thoughts come out.

"Maybe it's a good thing after all that I didn't ever really get the chance to know him." Fynn laughed.

"I hate to say it, but I think it worked out for the best." Bo said as she took a step closer to Fynn. "Stay." She said right before she kissed her.

"So that's what that look was for." Fynn said kissing her back. "It's harder to recognize when your eyes aren't glowing blue." Fynn traced her hands down the succubus's sides to her hips, everywhere her fingertips traced a warm spark of heat followed. They only made it as far as the couch before Bo pushed Fynn down and straddled her.

"That's not fair." Bo said barely pulling away from Fynn's face, her hands still in her hair.

"What's not?" Fynn asked tracing invisible patterns on Bo's lower back.

"Your magic." Bo said as she bit her lip.

Fynn grazed Bo's bottom lip with her teeth before speaking. "It's what I do though. You use yours and I'll use mine."

Bo let out a throaty laugh while pulling Fynn's sweater over her head. "Deal, no strings?" She asked.

"No strings." Fynn confirmed as she made the air between them ice cold, forcing them together even closer. As Fynn was working her way down Bo's neck Bo pulled her face towards her and pulled some of her chi from her. As she pulled away and kissed her again she stoked the side of Fynn's cheek with her succubus hand, but instead of falling for Bo's trick to attempt to gain dominance Fynn smiled and pinned both of Bo's hands behind her. Fynn repositioned Bo from being on top of her to lying down and being under her on the couch. Fynn cast a spell as she worked her way down Bo's body to delay the feeling of where her hands were, so Bo couldn't anticipate where the next touch or kiss would be. As Bo started to moan here and there she knew she had found the right spots.