Chapter 11:

-Kenzi's POV-

It was cold. The kind of cold that makes your bones weak and achy. It didn't make any sense though. I was only a soul now, did I still have bones? Was I still even technically a person? None of that really mattered though did it. I glared down at my shackles. Talk about a bad case of deja vu. I looked up at the revenants chatting with the regular zombies. In my mind I started mimicking what their conversations were like. It kept me amused for a while until I remembered where I was. I was in Hel. I was alone and even worse I was starting to lose hope.

The flashbacks always caught me off guard. All I had done was open the refrigerator and a chilling wind swept across my skin which took me back to that place. I tried to remember why I had opened the fridge to begin with. I closed it back with a sigh. Like Trick had said being that all the memories I had of being in Hel were soul memories. They were all imprinted onto my soul like film, and my brain was digital. It would take some time for me to remember if I even wanted to. When Bo and Tamsin had found me I had been on the edge of death. I don't even know how I managed to survive it. Worst of all we're not even sure what happened to Bo's father. Did we free him? Did we defeat him? The thought made me sick.

The door to the clubhouse burst open. In rushed Dyson.

"Is she here!?" He asked.

I frowned, "is who here?"

"Tamsin. Is Tamsin here?"

"No I thought she was with you working a case."

"What's going on?" Bo asked walking down the stairs.

"Tamsin's gone." I replied not taking my eyes off of Dyson.

Bo's eyes widened, "Where the hell is she?"

Dyson shook his head, "I don't know. I just don't know. The case, she had to go undercover as a dirty cop. She called me on the phone, but the line went dead. I went up to look for her and she was nowhere to be found."

"Did you catch her scent or anything?"

"Her scent was all over the roof, but it was like she never left. Like she flew away."

"Tamsin has wings. Maybe she just flew away and she is... Oh God, we need to find her."

Bo said. Her voice was heavy with frustration. I frowned. I knew what we had to do.

"We need to talk to Hadley." I announced.

Dyson clapped, "yes, Hadley can help. She's got to be able to."

"You went after who!?" Hadley screeched.

We were standing in her office. She shook her head. Clearly she knew who this Archer guy was and clearly he was trouble.

"Trouble is not the word for it." She snapped.

I raised an eyebrow. I hadn't said that out loud had I?

"Archer is the bad guy. He is a Dark Fae drug dealer, human/fae trafficker who on occasions kills people for fun. A portion of his profits goes to buying silence from not only fae but human as well. He builds schools for children and then kidnaps the children to sell them. He is Mexican Drug Cartel bad and you and Tamsin thought it would be a grand idea to take him on!? Have you lost your damn minds? You are both too old to be that stupid. Oh, God who even knows what... Where..."

"We were given Archer as a case. Two kids went missing and we were supposed to investigate."

"Two kids went missing? That's what they said. Listen once Archer has someone they're dead. Dead to the government. Dead to their families dead. There is no way that anyone would give you a case to go after them. Who did you get the case from?"

"Agent Porter... He met with Tamsin."

Hadley's face paled to the point that if she weren't African-American, she would have been as white as a sheet. She shook her head. She leaned into her computer. She continued shaking her head. She looked at us.

"I know where Tamsin is."

"Alright well let's go get her," Bo said.

Hadley shook her head. "You're basically human. I'm not letting you or Kenzi come."

"Why the hell not?" We asked at the same time.

"Because you're not going that's why. Come on Dyson."

Bo grabbed Hadley's wrist.

"Tamsin is my friend. You don't even know her. If she's in trouble I'm going to help get her back."

"And if you die in the process she'll murder me. Everyone wins if you just stay out of it."

The sound of a low buzzing caused Bo to yank her hand away from Hadley's wrists. I grimaced after Hadley and Dyson. How would Hadley know anything about Tamsin? She had files, but... I am so over thinking this.

"We're following them." Bo announced.

I laughed. "Of course we are. That's why I packed the weapons in the car."

We headed out of the building to the car to find the tires slashed. I opened the trunk and groaned. They'd taken the weapons too.

"She's good, but I'm better. Come on Bo."

I reached under the front seat and grabbed my sword then I handed Bo her dagger. She grinned. I rang up my cousin and had him put a track on Dyson's phone.

"All we need now is a car," Bo sighed.

I looked up and noticed the motorcycle across the street. I looked to Bo.

"Or a motorcycle," we agreed.

We rushed over the keys were still in the ignition. Our luck was turning around. Bo jumped on the bike first and I got in behind her. We pulled on our helmets just in time to see the owner of the bike running out of the store. Bo started the bike and we took off. Don't worry Tamsin, we're coming.