Tamsin had them up at first light, wasting no time in beginning their hike back. Much to Bo's dismay, it seemed like all the sweetness Bo had seen from her the night before had turned sour and Tamsin was as surly as ever. The remainder of the hike only lasted a few hours. By the time they emerged from the forest mid-day and got to the truck, everyone had just about reached their fill of each other.
"Civilization! Finally!" Kenzi exclaims. She throws her hands up in exaltation. They approach Tamsin's truck and she gives the hood a large hug. "Oh, I've never been so happy- Hello Pavement! Hello air conditioning! Hello COFFEE!"
"At this point, I just want a shower…" Bo says, climbing in the cab with the rest of the crew.
"And a drink," Tamsin and Dyson grumble in unison. They look at each other and smile. "Good thinking," Dyson says.
Kenzi smirks, "Well I know where you two will be this afternoon."
"You're welcome to join us short stack, but don't expect to be able to keep up." Tamsin grins, putting the truck in gear and beginning the short drive back to the motel.
"Thanks, but I think I have a date with my old friend Cable. Just me, the bed and whatever trashy reality shows get reception in this place…"
"What about you Bo?" Dyson asks. Bo thinks she sees Tamsin shoot him a look of disapproval, but she can't be sure.
"Honestly, I don't have any plans beyond 'shower'," Bo responds. She's not about to invite herself only to have Tamsin ignore her all night. Again. If she wants me there, she'll ask me to go herself.
"Fair enough," Dyson says, as they pull up to the motel.
They crawl out of the truck's cramped cab, the detectives pairing off and heading in the direction of the bar, leaving Bo and Kenzi heading towards the motel room. "Maybe we'll see you guys later!" Kenzi yells. Dyson turns around, nodding in acknowledgment, while Tamsin just continues on without pause.
"Geeze," Kenzi says, as they make their way inside their room. "I'm going to have to check you for frostbite if she gets any colder…"
Bo rolls her eyes at Kenzi's pun. "I was so close Kenz, SO close to getting through to her last night, and then that thing attacked us." Kenzi flops on the bed and turns on the TV as Bo paces. "I mean, we had this…moment, and it was right there, and then- poof. But there's… there's this incredible pull whenever we're together, like we're just draw into each other and… it's just… it's like magic." Bo sighs, and shakes her head. "I told her thoug- I told her she is not blocking me out forever and that we are going to talk about this…"
"So, talk about it. You know where she is. And lord knows getting a little booze in her can only help right?" Kenzi distractedly flips the channels.
"Yeah…yeah. You're right. We're ending this tonight…" Bo says, confidently. She makes a move towards the door.
"Whoa hold up Sistah- you're not going over there right now are you?"
Bo turns, confused. "Uh, why not?"
"I think you should pause and take a page out of TamTam's book and make sure you're heading into battle prepared. Aaaaaand what's your best plan of attack?" Kenzi grins.
"Cleavage." They say together. "You're right," Bo concedes.
"Yeah, I think ditching your current the-woods-chewed-me-up-and-spit-me-out ensemble and going with your original plan of shower is a good place to start."
"I think you're being a bit heavy handed, even for you…" Dyson says, making a move to take the almost-empty bottle from the blonde.
Tamsin swats his hand away, downing the last dregs of amber liquid. "Save it Dyson," She slurs, making a motion to the bartender to bring her another bottle. The bartender gives Dyson a look, which Tamsin catches and barks out "Hey! You deal with me, not him. So fork it over." The bartender hops to, getting the message, and places another bottle of whiskey down. "What?" She snips at Dyson. "It's been a helluva few days, excuuuuuuse me if I need a little break from thinking an feeling…"
She'd dispensed with using glasses shortly after they arrived, opting instead for drinking straight from the bottle. Dyson's spent enough time in bars with his partner know the subtleties in her drinking habits, and currently he's more than a little concerned. In fact, he's not sure if he's ever seen her quite this determined- or quite this drunk.
"So… am I to assume that your one-on-one time with Bo last evening did not go well?" He ventures, hoping that the liquor would at least make her a bit more open.
Tamsin chuckles darkly, "Well, we kissed…"
Dyson raises an eyebrow, surprised at her honesty. She really must be drunk. "And?"
"And…" she smiles slightly. "And it was like… like magic." She frowns again, crossing her arms on the bar in front of her, laying her head down on top of them. . "Fuck," She mumbles into her skin.
Dyson lays a supportive hand on her shoulder. "You know," he says gently. "Normally, that would be a good thing…"
"Normally." Tamsin says, words still muffled in her arms. "But since when are we normal?" She looks up, giving him a sad smile.
"Personally, I've never really been a fan of normal…" He moves his glass, and she meets it with her bottle.
"Cheers to that," Tamsin says, taking another long swallow. She winces after and almost slips off her chair. Dyson's arm shoots out to catch her by the arm. "Ohhhhh…I am, what you would call, very drunk sir…" she grins up at him.
"Alright, it's time to go back to the motel and sleep this off. Come on…" he says, wrapping an arm around her waist for support.
"Fine, but I dunwanna to hear a word about this in the morning…"
"Whatever you say, partner…"
"I swear, if we go in and she just ignores me…"
"Oh BoBo- I doubt anyone could ignore you in that getup…"
Bo finishes applying her lipstick in the car mirror, taking a moment to look down and appraise herself in the glass. "You think?"
"Oooooooh definitely." Kenzi grins. The tight black leather dress hugs Bo's every curve, leaving nothing to the imagination. "Now, quite stalling, let's go in there!"
"Both of us?"
"Relax, I'll chat with Dyson, leaving her with no choice but to talk to you," She grins as they enter the bar.
Both women quickly survey almost empty establishment. With no sign of either detective, Bo approaches the bartender.
"Excuse me," she says, "We're looking for our friends- two detectives? A blonde woman and a tall guy with a beard?"
"Oh them." The bartender smirks. "Yeah, they left just a little bit ago. He had to practically carry her out of here- said something about going back to the motel and getting her into bed," The bartender chuckles. "Lucky dog."
"Asshole!" Bo lurches forward grabbing the guys shirt.
"Whoawhoawhoa- hold up Bo!" Kenzi pries Bo's from the bartender.
"What kind of asshole let's a situation like that happen Kenzi?"
"Are you seriously worried about Tamsin getting taken advantage of-"
"Of course not! But think of how many other women he's probably let-"
"-Bo! Just forget about it. Let's just head back and find them…"
"Fine… just give me one sec…" she says. She turns back to the bar, and punches the bartender right in the face. "Be a bit more responsible will you? God!" She says, turning to head towards the door. "Or next time it won't be your nose I break…"
Tamsin flops down on the mattress with a dull thump, "Oof."
"Yeah, 'oof' Way to end our case with a bang Valkyrie…"
Tamsin lays a minute, brows furrowed at the ceiling. "You know… I was thinking…. About the case…"
"Yeah?" Dyson says, sitting on his own bed, taking off his shoes.
"There's just a lot that doesn't make sense…"
"I thought you said it tied up nicely…"
"I did… but I was thinking more and more about it, and now I'm not so sure..."
"Well I'm not so sure you're in any state right now to do great thinking about anything…" Dyson says, walking to the sink. He fills a glass with water, walking it over to Tamsin and setting it on the night table next to her. He sits down on his bed, facing her.
"Yeah…it just seems too easy." She sits up, and pulls her sweatshirt back on. "I need to check something out…" She downs the water, and stands up.
"What? Now? You barely made it back to the room."
"Well I'm focused now. Come on, gimmie the keys…"
"Tamsin I am not letting you drive." Dyson grabs the keys off the table, and stands up, moving away from her.
"Dude, I'm serious. Give them to me…" She rolls her eyes, walking towards him.
"And I'M serious- no." He says, sternly.
"No, but really, hand 'em over."
"No." He says again, narrowing his eyes at her.
Tamsin cocks her head to the side, curiously, before narrowing her eyes back at him. "Ooookay buddy. Are we really going to do this?"
"You mean, am I really going to keep you from crashing your truck and dying- again? Then, yes."
"Oh Wolfy, you are making a mistake…"
The two women park the car back in the motel's lot, hopping out.
"Alright, are you sufficiently cooled off?" Kenzi asks.
"Yeah, yeah…" They start approach the door, but hear raised voices and banging inside. Bo turns to Kenzi, "You don't think they're…?"
"Tamsin? And Dyson? Two people both so horribly in love with you they can't even see straight? No, I don't think we're interrupting anything like that…" They hear another muffled yell from inside. "Well… no harm in maybe listening for a minute to make sure?" Both women put their ear to the door.
Inside the motel room, a war rages. Tamsin chases Dyson all around the room- both of them slamming into walls and chairs, her trying to get the keys from him.
"Dyson, this will go a lot quicker if you just quit resisting and just give me what I want!"
"Tamsin, you need to chill out and just trust me…I know what's best for you!" Dyson's standing on his bed. He moves and makes a leap, from the bed towards the bathroom and Tamsin intercepts him- slamming Dyson down on the bed. She leaps on top of him, straddling his stomach and using both hand to try and wrench open his fist.
"What would be best is for you to quick dicking around and just GIVE IT TO ME ALREADY!" She grits out- Dyson has his hand on her face, pushing her away. She bites it and he yelps, "Shit- Tamsin! You fucking bit me?"
"Dyson- I'm not kidding!" She roars back in his face. She starts pummeling him, knocking his head into the headboard repeatedly
Dyson grunts and flails his arms, trying to push her off, growling out obscenities in between breaths. "Will. You. Just. Get. Off. Already!" He finally succeeds, shoving her off him and onto the floor with a loud crash.
"GOD!" Tamsin yells in frustration. "Do I have to break you? 'Cause I'll do it! " She stands and snatches the small lamp off the dresser behind her.
"Tamsin- wait. Just wait a minute." He holds up his hands, but she continues to come closer, lamp in hand, raising it above her head. "Waitwaitwaitwait! I-"
"Fuck waiting! This ends right now! Arrghhhh!"
Dyson growls back at her, and tries the dodge her but Tamsin anticipates it and leaps over to him, smashing the lamp over his head.
"Fuuuuuuuuuck!" He grinds out between clenched jaw, his hands flying to his head to assess the damage. "God-dammit…Tamsin…" he moans. His grip loosens and Tamsin pries the keys from his hand. "Yesssssssssssssss!" She yells. "How'd you like THAT, asshole!" She pants, triumphantly. "Let that serve as a lesson buttercup- Don't mess with a Valkyrie…" She takes a moment to catch her breath, straightening out her clothes and hair.
"Tamsin…" Dyson winces, touches his head gingerly and trying to breathe through the pain. "This is a mistake…"
"Yeah, you're probably right. But when you get that itch you just have to scratch it right? Anyway, thanks- I'm feeling pretty sober now. I'm outta here." She makes a move towards to door, but pauses and turns back. "Oh and you may want to get some ice for your head- wouldn't want you to be too sore tomorrow…" She grins and turns back to leave.
On the other side of the door, Bo and Kenzi are aghast. They hear Tamsin approach the door and quickly scurry away, hiding behind a nearby car. They see Tamsin exit the hotel room, cracking her neck and stretching a bit before walking away towards her truck. As she drives off, Bo and Kenzi hurry into their room, and close the door behind them.
"What. The. hellwasthat!?" Kenzi says, now in the privacy of their own room. "I mean, I know what that was, but, geez!"
"God- I feel so stupid! I know she said there was a bunch of stuff I didn't know about but I assumed it was the stuff I heard her talking about the other night- about Valkyrie's in love and their final life and that stuff! I just never thought... I never thought it was that she was having sex with Dyson! I mean… I'm just sort of… I just didn't expect…" Bo sputters back- pacing again.
"Yeah- no kidding! I mean, I really did not see that one coming…no pun intended." She shakes her head. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm… fine I guess. I… think I'll just go to sleep now."
Bo's not facing her, so Kenzi can't see her expression, but she knows from the droop of Bo's shoulders, that she's done talking for the night. " Alright Bo. If you want to talk, later…?"
"Yeah, I know. Thanks Kenz…" She says. She begins to change, finding her pajamas and slipping them on. Bo crawls into bed, and wonders how it can hurt so much to lose someone, when you didn't even get to have them in the first place.