A/N Hey guys. I'm really really sorry this update is so delayed. Life has been beyond crazy lately, and I got behind. I'll try to keep the updates coming more frequently.

I also got a few questions about Valkubus vs. Doccubus. Here's where things stand: I ship Valkubus hard. But I didn't mean for this story to be explicitly Valkubus. I'm trying to make this story as true to canon as possible, which, to me, means that Tamsin is in love with Bo and Bo is a hot mess. S4 Bo was all over the place, so I'm sticking with that. But you'll see way more elements of Valkubus than you will Doccubus (or DyBo), because I just can't help it. If you're looking for some more explicit Valkubus, check out my other fics =]

Thank you for reading and sticking with me. Let me know what you think!

"No. Absolutely not."

Tamsin's voice floated angrily over the top of the partition. Thor stood on the other side, leaning against the wall and smirking.

"Tammy, if you're going to come to dinner with my father, there are certain expectations you'll have to meet.

"Do not call me that!"

"Come out and let me see you."

"Not happening."

"Tamsin. You're not getting in to see my father without me. This is the deal."

Thor heard a loud, agonized groan coming from over the partition. Then, Tamsin appeared. She was wearing a long, flowing, white gown. It was cinched tightly around her waist with a golden cord. Perched on her head was a delicate golden tiara. Thor let out a low whistle.

"No. Screw this. I look ridiculous."

"No, you look hot."

"Listen, fucktard. I'm not going anywhere looking like this."

"Worried about your street cred?"

"Yeah, kinda!" She flapped her arms, demonstrating that the gown had a lace overlay that was attached at her wrists. "I look like a fucking swan."

Thor smirked. "Exactly what daddy dearest will be looking for."

Tamsin groaned. "Fine. Let's get this over with."

"Don't sound so excited," Thor replied. He grabbed her hand and she allowed herself to be dragged outside. He turned to her. "Close your eyes."

Tamsin complied reluctantly. She felt a breeze rustling past her face and she took a deep breath. When the breeze suddenly disappeared, she opened her eyes and blinked. She was standing in a gilded throne room. Thor was still holding her hand, and she pulled it away disgustedly.

"So. This is the palace, huh? Home sweet home?"

He shrugged. "Well, it's not like I have a lot of warm and fuzzy feelings about this place. It's just another palace, another great hall, another throne room. Just so happens that this is where Odin, Ruler of Asgard, lives." He gestured towards another golden door at the end of the hall. "Come on, this way." They walked slowly through the room. Tamsin glanced over at him. He was fidgeting with his hands, looking at his feet. There seemed to be an invisible force pulling him backwards, because their pace kept decreasing. Eventually, it was like they weren't even moving.

"Um…Thunder-douche? What's up?"

He glared at her. "Look, I'm not exactly the shining example of a God that my father was hoping for. None of his kids are, really, so I'm the closest he's got to a hopeful future. There's…a lot of pressure, ok?"

Tamsin laughed. "You're telling me that you're actually nervous about bringing a fake girl home to meet daddy?"

He turned on her. "Listen up, Valkyrie. Here's how this is going to work. We're going to get through this dinner without you saying a single word about your little human situation. Got it?"

"Hold up," Tamsin narrowed her eyes. "That wasn't the deal. You get me in to talk to your dad. That's it."

He shook his head. "No. You pretend to be in love with me for one night, and I will back you up when you do finally bring it up to him." He lowered his voice. "Please, Tamsin. Just one night, let my father think I'm not a total fuck-up."

"And if I go off script?"

"I'll smite you. I will LITERALLY smite you. I can do that, you know."

She rolled her eyes. "I am really going to regret this. Fine. Now, move."

He sighed in relief. "Thank you. Seriously." They started moving again.

"So, what's the deal with the girl? You're seriously going to try to take her baby away from her?"

Thor looked at the ground as they walked. "Look, Valkyrie, don't talk about things you don't understand." His voice was low and bitter.

She rolled her eyes. "So explain it to me."

He sighed. "Babies born in Valhalla are exceptionally rare. You have to really want it. But somehow I managed to get a human pregnant. A demigod, born in Valhalla? It's going to be an incredibly strong kid. My dad thinks it would be good for me to have some responsibility and he's looking forward to having another shot at raising a kid without fucking it up. I offered to let Ilyana come live in the palace so that she could still be around, but she refused." He shrugged. "She's in love with me. My father doesn't approve of me mingling with humans. I can't be with her anymore, but she wants a package deal. It means she won't have either of us."

"You always do what your daddy tells you to?" Tamsin asked sardonically.

He glared at her. "If your father was the most powerful God in existence, yeah, you might want to obey his wishes as much as possible."

"Look, you do realize this plan is flawed, right? Even if he buys us as a couple for tonight and actually likes me, which is already pushing it, the next time I see him I'm still going to ask for a favor. Reality will come crashing down pretty quickly."

"Whatever. One night of his approval is better than nothing."

Tamsin laughed, a short, bitter laugh. "That's pathetic, Thor."

"Yeah, I know," he mumbled. "Whatever."

They had reached the golden door. Thor took a deep breath before pushing it open. They stepped into a brightly lit room filled with bustling activity. Hundreds of Valkyrie filled with room, each carrying a serving tray or drinks. There was a long table running the length of the room, and a second one up on a platform, against the back wall. It was here that Odin sat, flanked on both sides by grumpy looking teenagers. Thor snuck a glance at Tamsin and smirked at the amazement on her face.

"Not what you were expecting?"

She shook her head slowly. "Not really."

"Come on." He took her hand and steered her through the crowd until they were standing in front of the high table. He dropped to one knee, and Tamsin bowed her head. "Father."

Odin laughed dryly. "Stand up, Thor, you look like an imbecile. Who is your friend?" He was staring at Tamsin, head cocked to the side, a small smile on his face. Tamsin felt a shiver run down her spine. This guy was a creep. An insanely powerful creep, but a creep nonetheless.

Thor got to his feet, looking abashed. He glanced over at Tamsin and she suppressed an eye roll, taking his hand.

"I'm Tamsin," she spoke confidently, fluttering her eyelashes in the most feminine way she could manage. "Thor's girlfriend."

Odin raised his eyebrows. "A Valkyrie, eh?" He nodded approvingly. "Finally. My son realizes the type of woman he should be with."

"I'm just honored that such an incredible man chose me." Tamsin's voice oozed sincerity. She was laying it on pretty thick. Thor shot her a look and she grimaced slightly. Ok, maybe too thick. She cleared her throat and stared at the ground awkwardly. Odin didn't seem to notice. He was still nodding, gazing at her appraisingly. Finally, he spoke again.

"Yes. Excellent. Come, sit with me and dine." He looked at the teenager to his right. "Tyr. Move down to the end. Make room for your brother and his lovely bride."

Tamsin's eyes shot open at the word bride, but before she could open her mouth, Thor elbowed her in the back.

"Yes, dear, come and sit." Thor led the stunned Valkyrie up to the table. He sat directly to Odin's right, with Tamsin next to him. Three Valkyrie immediately approached the table and placed steaming plates of food in front of them. To Tamsin's right, the newly displaced Tyr put his head down on the table, either drunk or taking advantage of the distance between he and his father to take a quick nap. Either way, Tamsin wished she could join him. She leaned over towards Thor.

"Bride? Bride?" she hissed at him.

He shot her a look. "Shut up, Valkyrie." He looked over at Odin. "This looks delicious, Father."

Odin ignored him. He leaned forward and looked past Thor to Tamsin. "Tell me, my dear. You are still Earth-bound, are you not?"

She nodded. "Yes. I just started my last life."

"And…" he stared at her. "Tamsin. I've heard of you."

She shifted uncomfortably. "Only good things, hopefully."

He shook his head slowly. "No. I'm afraid I know all about you."

Tamsin held his gaze. "Oh, yeah? I don't know; I'm pretty complex."

He chuckled. Thor looked slightly panicked. Tamsin glared at Odin. He continued to laugh, but finally spoke. "You are quite infamous, Tamsin. One of our most promising Valkyrie. I'm surprised our paths have never crossed before."

Tamsin shook her head. "I'm not. You don't really treat with the commoners very often."

"Oh, Tamsin. You are anything but common." He gestured to one of the serving Valkyrie, who quickly made her way to the high table. "I think we're ready for our next course." She nodded and cleared their plates, hurrying towards the kitchen. Another Valkyrie appeared a few seconds later with new plates filled with more delicious looking food. Tamsin hadn't touched her first course, but she realized she was actually starving. She grabbed her fork and began shoveling food into her mouth. Thor glared at her and kicked her underneath the table, but she just shrugged and ignored him. Odin smiled, clearly pleased at her enthusiasm for his food.

"So," he spoke again, "tell me. How did you two meet?"

Tamsin shot an angry glance at Thor. They probably should have rehearsed this if they wanted to have any chance of convincing Odin. He seemed calm, however, and his answer came quickly.

"We've known each other since Tamsin passed her final test. I went out with all of the Valkyrie to celebrate that night. Of course, Tamsin caught my eye." He smiled at her. "But she rebuffed all my advances. We reconnected on Earth. As you probably know, Tamsin was banned from Valhalla until just recently."

Odin nodded.

"She restored the offending soul to Valhalla, and as soon as she did, we wanted you two to meet."

Odin stared at his son, eyes narrowed. He seemed to be trying to make sense of what Thor had just said. He finally spoke. "Well, that was good of you, son. I'm simply tickled to meet such a lovely and impressive Valkyrie." He leaned past Thor and looked at Tamsin. "But you aren't in love with my son, are you, Tamsin?"

Tamsin cleared her throat and glanced at Thor. "You wanna help me out here, buddy?"

Thor shook his head. "Seriously? What's your problem?" The question was directed at Tamsin, but Odin answered.

"Thor, you have always been a disappointment. There's no way such a…remarkable woman would have you. And Tamsin…well, she's the most remarkable of them all."

Thor sighed and leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. "Fine. Whatever. Go ahead, Valkyrie. Ask him."

Before Tamsin could speak, Odin smiled. "Tell me, Tamsin. When's the last time you checked on your…friend?"

Tamsin sat up quickly. "Kenzi?"

"Mmmm." Odin shook his head. "No. The other one. The one still on Earth." His smile widened, but his eyes were cold. "She needs you. Now."

Tamsin stood up and looked at Thor. "Get me out of here."

Thor stared up at her incredulously. "Seriously?"

She grabbed his arm. "Now, asshat!" She pulled him upwards and he winced.

"Ow. Jeez. Ok, fine!" He glanced at his father. "Um…"

Odin directed the cold smile towards his son. "It was a nice attempt, son. But it was a little too frivolous for my taste. Why don't you just focus on making sure your human concubine doesn't cause any trouble?" He looked at Tamsin, who was fidgeting furiously. "Tamsin. Anytime you'd like to return to discuss…your situation…please feel free. The theatrics are not necessary."

"Yeah. Thanks." Tamsin responded curtly, before pulling Thor out of the room.

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"Bo?" Tamsin hurried through the apartment, calling her name. She didn't get a response, and she began to panic. She checked all the rooms. Nothing. The bed was rumpled, and Tamsin took a moment to let her mind consider how it had gotten that way. But she quickly pushed that thought out of her mind. She pulled out her phone and dialed.

It rang.

"Come on, come on," she muttered impatiently.

Finally, Dyson picked up.

"Tamsin?"

"Have you seen Bo?"

"What?"

"Dyson, have you seen Bo? Recently? In the last…" she looked at her watch. "Shit. Twelve hours?" She hadn't meant to leave her alone for so long.

"No, I…she doesn't want to see me. I stopped by yesterday morning but she didn't want me there. Why? Is everything ok?"

"I don't know." Tamsin started pacing around the room. "She hasn't left her room since…and now she's not here. I just don't know where she could have gone."

"Did you try the Dal?"

"On my way there now."

Tamsin hung up and rushed back out the door. She made her way quickly to the Dal. She breathed a small sigh of relief when she saw Bo's yellow car in the parking lot. She walked inside, scanning the room for the Succubus, but she was nowhere to be scene. She walked up to the bar where Trick was wiping down glasses.

"Trick. Have you seen Bo? Her car is outside."

He shook his head, staring at her strangely. "No. Lauren was driving it. She said she was just running a few errands for Bo. She's just in the bathroom."

Tamsin turned her head just as the doctor walked out of the bathroom. She rushed over to her.

"Where's Bo?"

Lauren looked at her and suppressed a smile. "Tamsin? What are you wearing?"

Tamsin looked down and groaned, realizing she was still in her gown. "Fuck. Look, don't change the subject. Where is she?"

"She's at my apartment. Why?"

Tamsin didn't let herself relax yet. "Why? Is she ok?"

Lauren furrowed her brow. "She's…she's fine. As fine as can be expected. I just wanted to get her out of the apartment. There are so many memories there…I just want to give her a break. What's going on?"

Tamsin narrowed her eyes. "I need to see her, ok? Let's go."

"No." Lauren looked a little angry. "Why do you need to see her? She's fine. She's resting."

"Look," Tamsin started, glaring at the doctor. "I just had the most powerful being in creation tell me that Bo needs me now. That she's in some kind of trouble. So you can either bring me to your apartment willingly or I will knock you out, steal your keys, and leave your body on some train tracks on my way over there." She cocked her eyebrow. "We going?"

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Tamsin shoved past Lauren into the apartment.

"Bo?"

The Succubus appeared at the top of the stairs, wrapped in a short white robe. "Tamsin? What are you doing here?"

Tamsin struggled to control her face. Of course they would have slept together. It wasn't like Bo was completely in love with some other dude just a few days ago. Bo needed strength and comfort anyway. Of course Lauren could give that to her. She shook her head, trying to shoo the thoughts away.

"Are you ok?" she asked, looking at Bo carefully. Bo wrapped the robe more tightly around her body before she answered.

"I guess. What do you mean?"

Lauren spoke from behind Tamsin. "See? No mysterious danger. Just my apartment. Ok?"

Tamsin wasn't willing to give up that easily. She glanced around the room. She walked into the kitchen and scanned the countertops and started opening cabinets.

"Tamsin. What are you doing?"

Bo walked down the stairs slowly and walked towards the Valkyrie. Tamsin ignored her and continued rifling through drawers. She moved into the living room and started shuffling through papers on Lauren's desk.

"Hey!" Lauren protested, striding quickly towards her. "Tamsin, those are private and you're messing up my desk!"

Tamsin glanced over at her and noticed something on the floor by Lauren's feet. She pushed the doctor gently and stooped to grab it. It was a small, shiny black stone. There were tiny lines etched into it. Tamsin looked at Lauren, who dropped her gaze.

"What did you do?" she asked roughly.

"Nothing, I…"

"What did you do?" she demanded.

Lauren finally glanced up at the Valkyrie. "Look, it didn't work anyway, ok? It's fine."

Tamsin rolled her eyes. "Yeah. It's fine." She looked at Bo. "We have to get out of here, ok?" She looked back at Lauren. "Did you do it here?"

Lauren nodded. "Yes, but I told you, it - "

"Yeah, I know," Tamsin interrupted. "It didn't work." She turned on her. "Do you have any idea what kind of forces you were messing with? You're a doctor, not a shaman. There's no way you could have done this safely."

"HEY!" Bo's voice caused them both to stop talking and turn towards her. She nodded. "Thank you. Now, can someone please tell me what the hell you two are talking about?"

Lauren and Tamsin glanced at each other, and the doctor stepped towards Bo. "Honey, I was just trying to help. I swear. And Tamsin's wrong, I did it right, and nothing bad happened." She shrugged. "Nothing good happened either, but she's overreacting."

"No, I'm not." Tamsin looked around the room, scanning from floor to ceiling. She noticed a dark stain on the ceiling in the far corner. She pointed to it. "There. What's that from?"

Lauren looked up at it. "I don't know. Water damage?"

Tamsin laughed. "You wish."

Suddenly, the dark stain seemed to distort. The three women blinked in unison, trying to focus on it, but it began to move. It seemed to slide down the wall and disappeared behind the couch. Tamsin backed away, grabbing Lauren and Bo and pulling them towards the door.

"Come on," she spoke urgently, "we've got to get out of here."

Before they could, Bo was knocked to the ground.

"Bo!" Lauren screamed, reaching for her.

"Don't!" Tamsin held her back.

Bo was writhing, fighting some kind of invisible foe. Tamsin and Lauren could see dark shadows swirling around her. Tamsin dropped to her knees beside her and let her eyes darken. The shadow slowed, hovering in a dense cloud just above Bo's chest. The Valkyrie and the shadow seemed to be in some kind of standoff that Lauren and Bo couldn't interpret. A piercing scream filled the room and Lauren and Bo both clapped their hands over their ears. Tamsin fell to the ground breathing heavily. She looked up at them.

"Go!"

Bo hesitated. "We're not leaving you!"

Tamsin pulled herself up. "I'm coming."

Bo and Lauren grabbed her and helped her up. Throwing their arms around her waist for support, they stumbled out of the apartment.

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"So this is a Russian dessert?"

Kenzi nodded, her mouth full and her lips covered in powdered sugar.

Frigg took a careful bite of the warm pastry. She chewed, contemplating each bite. She swallowed and smiled at Kenzi. "It's delicious."

Kenzi swallowed. "Girl, you think I don't know that?"

Between the two of them, they managed to eat the whole batch of the sugary donuts. Kenzi leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes, a blissful smile on her face. Frigg smiled back at her. "You're right, I do feel a bit better."

"Excellent," Kenzi said, opening her eyes. "Ready to move on to phase two?"

Frigg shook her head, laughing. "What's phase two?"

Kenzi leaned forward, her voice low and conspiratorial. "Friggy, did you know there's a freaking mall here?"