i apologize for the odd chapter numbering, i was doing some editing and it all went wonky, so i am continuing from 38. i know! i know!but enjoy!

Trick had taken us down to his secret room in the basement of the dal. He closed the giant door behind us and ushered Bo and I to take a seat. Bo was still quiet, I had stayed with her through the night, we slept together but it was only sleep. I didn't want to leave her for fear of she would leave in the middle of the night, even after she had made promises that she would stay and work with me. I grabbed her hand in mine as we sat on the couch; I looked at her and could see how tired she was.

Trick popped around the corner, books in his hands. He set the volumes he held down on the table and took the plush velvet seat across from us. He started, "Lauren, tell me exactly what you think your fae talents, powers might be."

I had called trick in the morning to give him a quick debriefing of what I needed to talk to him about, his frequent pauses in conversation led me to believe he was equally confused as I was. I kept hold on Bo's hand, "um, I just remember that I moved very quickly when I saw Kenzi was in danger and that my strength was inhuman and I could lift those ogres as if it was nothing."

He nodded, "what triggered it all?"

Before I could answer, Bo stood up, "um, I am going to go upstairs for a few, check on Kenzi." Kenzi had begged to bring her with us. We left her up at the bar with Dyson, hoping he could keep her hands off the bottles behind the bar. I could see the pained look on her face; I nodded and let her hand fall from mine as she walked upstairs. I looked at Trick, "She is having a hard time with this, thinks it's all her fault." I took a breath and continued to answer his question.

"I just felt an overwhelming need to protect and save Kenzi, I felt little anger or any rage. I just felt a quickening in my need to react and get to her. I never felt that before, I mean aside from the need to protect and save others. That I think is an inherit trait."

He flipped through a couple of books, "you also said you had a vivid dream and other ones in the past?"

I nodded, "I had a dream the other night, where a similar attack on Kenzi took place. It wasn't exactly what happened but it was close. My eyes also were a different color when I woke up, the same silver grey color that Kenzi and I both saw after I dealt with the ogres." He shot me a look, "I didn't think of it at the time, I was very sleep deprived and had numerous vivid dreams before. I thought it was my mind playing tricks on me." I looked at him, with a steely gaze, "all I have is my homegrown DNA tests and this weird experience, I don't have enough to confirm if I am fae, that's why I am here Trick, I need answers. I know the ash won't provide them, since he is the one who has hidden my file."

Trick fidgeted in his seat, "from what it sounds like, you experienced energy transference." He picked up a book and flipped through it, he set it down in front of me, pointing at a section. "Here. "

I picked up the book and scanned as Trick continued, "it hasn't happened in thousands of years since the fae wars brought forth the division of the two sects. Humans would just work for one side of the other and rarely did the two meet. Back before the wars and during, there was a lot of intermingling, especially during war. When two fae would clash and a human would get caught in the middle." He paused for a minute, searching for a better example.

I filled the air with the explanation I tried using with Bo outside of her house the other night "its likened to a nuclear explosion and the radiation given off, the more levels of varying radiation absorbed the more altering it is to the person." I gave him a look to see if my explanation was accurate and he understood what I meant, he nodded in agreement.

He smiled, "that's pretty dead on Doctor, from the story you told me, of how Bo saved you, I believe you were caught in the middle of two energies. Bo's and Tamsins. Both were pulling on you to come with them and when Bo's energy exploded, I think it caused an energy ripple. The white flash you experienced? I think it was the aftermath of Bo doing her mass pull. She unknowingly absorbed Tamsins energy and when she released it, she threw out a combination of all the fae energies in direct relation to you."

He paused and rubbed his chin, "After many months of researching Bo's ability to push chi back in, I think she also altered her own DNA, to allow for that to happen. Succubus's have been able to push back chi, but only to people where were on the verge of death, not ones who were wholly deceased, like you." He gave me a soft look, I was getting used to people talking about my death that it really didn't bother me anymore.

I set the book on my lap, "so you are saying that Bo and tamsin were the nuclear reactors that collapsed together and I was in the blast zone? Picking up both of their energies on such a high level it basically radiated and changed my DNA….leaving me mutated and fae?"

He nodded, "exactly. You also have passed on some of your so called traits. I did some research on you and your family." He picked up another large book and handed it to me open, "your family goes back centuries. Some of the women in your lineage have precognitive abilities and medium talents. It's always been underlying in your system and it seems it's now been jumpstarted. You are a precognitive and your dreams become a reality, in time. Tamsin picked up on the ability during the energy exchange, that's why she can see and talk to those who have passed. Just like I am certain your strength has come from Bo and need to protect those around you amplified by Tamsin."

He leaned back in the chair, "I am not a scientist, all I know is the things I have been witness too and what my books tell me. I think only time will tell if this is a permanent or semi-permanent life for you."

I ran my hands through my hair, "what about Bo? Is she affected as well?" I was absorbing the information he had laid out for me, my family history I vaguely knew there was a weird great aunt in there whom was a psychic for hire, but my pretentious family played it off as she was a crazy old lady. But now it was making sense, I had very vivid dreams throughout my life that played out in one way or another. They had just increased in intensity and accuracy when I met Bo.

He shrugged, "I can't tell you that, she hasn't said anything to me nor have I viewed anything in her behavior, other than what I can see on my granddaughters face. Heartbreak."

I swallowed hard, "there is plenty of that." I closed the books, "do you think there is a way to reverse this? if it ends up being permanent?" my science brain was intrigued, I couldn't help but resist finding an exit strategy if I needed it, especially in the name of science. I was still struggling with if I wanted this or not, and would like to have an idea of how I could get out of it.

Trick furrowed his brow, "not that I can recall, all of the examples either died when it happened or gratefully accepted the eternity of life it afforded them." he looked at me, "If I know you, you will figure it out eventually."

I leaned back in the couch, looking up the stairs, missing Bo. "How do I help her?" I was asking him, because he was her family and knew her better than I did, been through a lot more with her than I had.

"Give her time, she may be a strong woman, but takes it hard to the heart when she hurts the ones she cares about. She is still learning herself about the fae, and I think it's going to take some time. I can talk to her if you want, let her know this isn't her fault. It's just a matter of wrong place right time?" He reached for me, placing a kind hand on my knee, "she loves you very much, I don't think either of you will take that for granted."

I smiled and patted his hand on my knee. "Can we keep this quiet for a while? I know that the ogres will report back why they failed, but I don't want either side knocking on my door to pick a team until I have a full grip on this." I looked at him, if anything I only wanted to choose Bo's team, fae or not. He gave me his honor that he would do his best to sway anyone digging.

We went back upstairs and I was mildly relieved to see Bo laughing with Kenzi as she kept swatting her hands away from the bar. Dyson was behind the bar trying to put the bottles up higher away from the little Russians reach. I leaned against the wood pillar that was right outside the doorway to Tricks lair. I watched as Bo laughed and the smile I hadn't seen in a couple of days showed itself. I watched as she hopped off the stool and ran around the bar to stand with Dyson, pushing Kenzi back. Kenzi was obviously feeling better and acting up to make her best friend smile, playing it up as she did best.

As Bo pushed Kenzi back into the seat, she caught me standing out the corner of her eye. Her smile dampened a little bit when she met my eyes. Her grandfather was right; this was the only other time I saw her this heartbroken, but this time it bit deeper into my heart. I smiled back at her, wishing that I could turn back time; reversing the choices I had made that led me here. I mouthed "I love you." To her, she nodded and blushed.

She moved out of the way when Trick returned to the bar, assisting Dyson with stern words to Kenzi. She finally gave in and pouted with her arms folded, mumbling something that made the whole group laugh. I kept my place and dropped my gaze to stare at the worn out boots I loved so dearly and reflected how I felt. Worn out.

I didn't hear Bo come up to me until I felt her warm gentle touch on my upper arms, "hey." I looked up and met her brown eyes, wide and questioning. Her smile was weak but genuine, "sorry that I left, down there. I am still having a hard time with all of this, and I knew I would get angry or say something stupid."

I unfolded my arms and placed my hands on Bo's waist, "I understand completely."

She bit her bottom lip, "what did he tell you?" I could see she wanted to know just as much as she didn't.

I took a deep breath, "it seems energy transference is to blame for my current situation. When you did the mass pull, all three of our energies co-mingled and were blasted back at each of us. I picked up tamsins protective instincts, your strength, and tamsin in turn was blessed with my precognitive abilities that have been a hidden family trait that I often ignored but is now amplified. As for you, we need to figure out how you have been affected. Trick said that your ability to bring me back from complete death is a feat unheard of in the succubus race, but could be because all of it." I sighed, "None of this was your fault, Bo, it was all just a matter of three people in the wrong place at the right time. You didn't hurt me; there is no need for you to feel guilty." I shrugged, "to steal a phrase from one of my sergeants, shit happens, roll with it." I smiled weakly.

Bo couldn't help but laugh, "You never swear. When you do it sounds funny, Lauren." She pulled me in close to her, her head against my chest. "I still feel like I did this."

I squeezed her close, "no one is to blame for anything. We just have to sort out our lives and move forward. Together. "

I felt her sigh, "why are you so amazing?"

"So this means you aren't breaking up with me?" I smiled as I looked down at her.

I could feel her laugh against me, "I will if you keep asking about it, I am also keeping the dress, it fits me better and smells like you."

I kissed the top of her head, I had a lot to think about and figure out, but in this moment there was nothing else I wanted to think of other than how good Bo felt in my arms. We fit perfectly.

That night I had Bo drop me off at my apartment, I wanted to utilize the fae database and dig around in a few things. I wanted to research more of the examples Trick had told me about humans getting caught in the crossfire, I was hoping there was more stories I could go off of. I also wanted to secretly start work on a reversal cure. I was an over preparer; I wanted to be ready for anything. If my new DNA began to revolt within my body, or if my powers were too slowly complicate the rest of my system, and lastly, if I couldn't handle being fae. I wanted an exit available.

I tossed my leather jacket onto the back of my couch; the medal box in the pocket fell out, making a strange dense thump across my wood floors. It startled me and I looked at it, I reached down and picked it up. I set the box on the counter and pulled the charm out. I sighed, clutching the charm in the palm of my hand, whispering, "Tamsin, come find me." remembering her simple instructions of bringing her too me.

I stood in silence for a few minutes, then laughed at myself. I was silly to think that calling Tamsin like she told me would make her appear like a genie. I set the charm back in the box and pushed it to the middle of the kitchen table. I opened my fridge staring hopelessly at the contents inside. Bo would be coming back over later and it made me nervous. I shut the fridge and went upstairs, hoping a hot shower would clear out my head.

As I dried my hair and pulled on an old t-shirt and pajama pants, I was working in my head. I would begin gene therapy on my blood samples. I would figure out some way to pull out the mutations and work on a possible reversal process. I was creating the formula in my mind as I walked downstairs with the towel over my head. As I walked back behind my desk, falling into my desk chair I heard my front door open. I smiled to myself, "you're early."

"I got here as fast as I could; well not really…I was at the bar on the corner." The gruff but soft voice filled the vast corners of my apartment.

I looked up to see Tamsin, she threw her uniform jacket hard on the floor, stumbling over to the couch, climbing over the back of it and falling down, I heard her let out a obviously intoxicated sigh. "You called?"

I stood up, looking at my front door, there was no signs she forced her way in, "do you have a key to my house?"

Tamsin squinted, "lock picking is a hobby." She leaned her head back, "so, captain, why have you called." Tamsin was the only one who continued to use my army title, it felt rough and dirty when it passed over her lips.

I stared at her, then without saying anything I walked over to the freezer and pulled out a fresh bottle of vodka. I walked over and handed it to Tamsin, her ice blue eyes lighting up and a small smile creeping across her face, "I can see why the succubus has puppy dog eyes for you." She grabbed the bottle, flinching at the cold glass on her fingers. She spun the cap off in a single motion and took a long swig of it.

I moved to sit across from her in my leather chair, "I am not contributing to your alcoholism, but I feel I owe you something." She was dressed in her uniform, it was clean but I could tell it had been a few hours since she was actually at work. The shirt was untucked and there were fresh stains.

Tamsin cocked her eyebrow at me, "I feel some loaded questions coming on." She shifted herself so she was lying down on the couch, the vodka bottle perched on her stomach.

I took a deep breath and looked at Tamsin, she looked older than the last time she was in my apartment. I could tell she was degrading fast, that thousands of years of untouched living were quickly catching up to her. It also didn't help that she was speeding up the process with excessive drinking. "Not loaded questions, just conversation. I have an idea of what happened to me, to us."

Tamsin closed her eyes, "go for it captain, I am all ears…." Her sarcasm dripped through her voice, as she waggled a sloppy hand around her.

"I'll try to keep it simple." I leaned back in the chair.

She cocked open one eye, "just because I am drunk, it doesn't mean I am stupid. I know about the genetic mutations and the DNA imaging." She pointed the bottle at me, "and that you kicked the shit out of two bastard ogres, starting new tabloid cover stories about the magical human doctor." She took a drink, "you called me, I am listening, starting laying down the nerd speech, you nerdy fae you."

I had the sudden urge to punch her, "there was energy transference between the three of us. I got some of Bo's powers mixed with yours, she got something from us. Apparently succubus powers don't extend to the dead, just almost dead, she is the first succubus to bring someone back from death. As for you, you picked up some of my precognitive abilities that have always been a part of my genetics."

Tamsin frowned, "super. Is that why I keep having to tell ghosts to leave me alone while I pee?" she let out a breath, "it's getting worse, how do I make it stop?" she rubbed at the bridge of her nose, "I can't handle listening to the epic sob stories, I just don't give that big of a shit." I could tell she was putting on bravado to hide the fact that it was a daunting task to hear from the dead and not be able to help them.

"I am working on that. Maybe if I give you your wings back, it will help you." I stood up and folded my arms, "I have to do more research. I called you here to tell you what I know and to ask for some of your blood samples. So I can come up with a cure, or an answer." I shook my head at no one in particular.

Tamsin set the vodka bottle on the floor and swung herself to sit up on the couch. "Keep the wings. They are there to serve you and until they do, I cannot take them back." She shrugged, "then again I didn't think your cute scientist ass would end up being the Prius of the fae world." She stared at me with a genuine and sincere look, she spoke as she rolled up her sleeve, "my blood may just be nothing but vodka at this point, but go for it."

We stared at each other in silence, the tremendous amount of respect between the two of us weighed heavy in the air. I walked over to my desk and grabbed a rack of blood vials and sat on the edge of the coffee table. I started prepping Tamsins arm for a blood draw. She reached over with her free hand and put it on my knee, whispering, "just help me find a way to talk to them or make them go away completely. I am a loner; all these ghosts are cramping my style."

I smiled and nodded as I began to take her blood. "I will figure it out, I promise you."

We made eye contact again. Tamsin and I were the same person, we were both warriors who had far too large of a heart to ignore when someone needed us. I reached down and put my hand on top of hers, squeezing it. It was gentle gesture to ease her and assure her that I would not let her down.

"Am I interrupting something?" Bo's voice was strong, tinged with jealousy.

Both Tamsin and I turned to look at Bo, standing right inside the apartment. Tamsin pulled her hand away, "there is nothing to see here, succubus. I am just offering my part to the cause." She reached down and snagged the vodka, almost chugging it. I stepped away from her after taping down the thin tube transporting her blood to the vials.

I moved to Bo, her stare was intense, "Bo, I called her here. I needed to let her know what I found out and try to get some blood samples so I can do more work solving this." I reached for her elbow, gently squeezing it, "that's all."

Bo looked at me, "I trust you, I don't trust her."

Tamsin heard Bo, "I don't like you either, and don't worry, I am not here to steal your girlfriend or cramp your style. Like the captain said, she called me and I answered. Call me a traditionalist, but that's how Valkyrie shit works."

I could feel the tension build between the two, I grabbed Bo's arms. "Just sit over there, I won't be more than a minute, then she will leave." She hesitated until I gave her another look. Her eyes never left Tamsin as she sat behind the kitchen table.

"If she makes one move on you, Lauren, I swear ill…."

Tamsin leered at her, "you'll what? Suck my face off? You are more than welcome; it's been a while since I kissed on the first date and from what I understand you are one killer of a kisser."

Bo jumped out of her seat to rush at Tamsin, I moved fast like I had did with Kenzi. The protective feeling rushing through my veins, I grabbed Bo gently by both the arms. She grimaced and looked at me, her face dropped when she met my eyes. "Oh Lauren. Your eyes…" I could see the silver grey color reflected in the deep glossy brown pools of Bo's eyes.

She reached up and ran her fingers across my cheek. I reached up and held her hand on my cheek, "one more minute." I sighed and leaned my forehead against hers, "I love you." When I said it, I could feel Bo's tension ease up, "I love you more, Lauren."

I heard Tamsin gag, "captain, I think I am empty." She lifted up her arm, the tubing dangling from it, splattering small blood drops all over.

I squeezed my eyes shut and walked from Bo's touch. I leaned over Tamsin and pulled out the tubing. I had more than enough samples to start work. I pushed a piece of gauze against Tamsins arm, I glanced at the small splatters of her blood on the coffee table and the couch, "how hard is it for people not to punch you." I mumbled it but Tamsin caught it.

She winked at me, "I usually hit first, don't worry Lauren, I will pay for the cleaning." The sound of my first name in Tamsins gruff voice hit my ears funny. She stood up and almost stumbled, she reached down for the vodka bottle and I shot my hand out grabbing it.

"You need to lay off the alcohol. I took a lot of blood." I gave her a hard stare.

She didn't fight me; she just dropped her grip on the bottle and moved towards the door. "toodle loo, love birds. Don't call me I'll call you." She took two steps when all of a sudden she straightened up and turned to face me. Her drunken stares replaced by a concerned focus one, she swallowed hard, "they are close."

Bo let out a harsh breath, "who? Alcoholics anonymous?" She rolled her eyes.

Tamsin ignored her, she stepped closer to me, her ice blue eyes lucid and focused on mine, "I may be sorta human now, but I still hear the calls, I can still feel them all as they prepare." She pointed at me, "they're coming for you and her." she extended her right hand out, the medal box that sat in front of Bo on the kitchen table began to move. In a blink it shot across the room and landed in Tamsins hand lightly. She extended it to me, "keep these close, you will need them more than ever, even if you are fae/human twist cone. You won't be strong enough."

Tamsin stepped back from me, her face returning to the drunken smarmy one she always had then winked at me, "check you later bitches." She blew a kiss to Bo and slammed the door behind her.

"I really don't like her lauren." Bo was staring at the door; I could tell she was refraining from chasing her down and getting into a fist fight with the drunken woman.

I squeezed the box in my hand, "she is, to say the least, interesting."

I grabbed the rack of Tamsins blood from the coffee table, walking back to my desk, Bo asked in an almost whisper, "do you like her? You know, like her?" she held her hands in her lap, "I have to ask, what I saw when I came home." I liked the way Bo said home, my home was her home.

I set the rack down and walked over to Bo who was still tensely sitting in the chair behind the table. I grabbed both of her hands in mine, wrapping our fingers together. "I don't like her like that. You are the only one. I have an immense amount of respect for Tamsin, professional respect because we are both soldiers. But aside from that I want to punch her in the mouth on a frequent basis in the short time I have to deal with her." I pulled her hands up to my lips, brushing my lips across her knuckles, "you have nothing to worry about ever, my heart is forever in your hands and yours alone."

I kissed her knuckles. She pulled from my grasp and placed her hands on both sides of my face, "I hate that I am so jealous at times, but god damn Lauren, I love you so much. That first kiss, in that moment I knew I loved you." She paused, "I will love you for eternity, and that means a lot for me, more so now that you are fae. I am committing to an endless monogamy with you, Lauren." She swallowed hard.

I knew for a succubus that monogamy was a novelty to be entertained in polite company. But when I looked in her eyes I knew she was dead serious. Bo took another deep breath, "I will say stupid shit, I will overreact when it comes to you, because I am still learning how to be in this relationship with you, but in the last few days I want it more, I want you more. I have grown to love the idea of a family with you, dogs, cats babies, Kenzi living in our basement." Tears were welling in her eyes, "I guess what I am trying to say is I am sorry for acting like the typical jealous girlfriend."

I smiled wide, all the things Bo said filled my heart, "Kenzi in our basement? We will have to get her some serious earplugs."

Bo choked out a laugh and leaned forward, kissing me deeply. "Forgive me?'

"Never had to ask." I leaned into her, kissing her as I pushed her against the counter. I could feel Bo's heart pick up, moaning as I bit at her bottom lip. She began to tug at my shirt, slipping her hands under it so she could run her warm hands against my extremely sensitive skin. I let out a gasp, it hadn't been more than a day or so since we were pressed against each other in a similar fashion, but it felt like weeks. Bo drew slow soft kisses down my neck, "upstairs?" i reached out and began pulling off her tank top, i wanted to feel her under me.

I said nothing; I just scooped Bo up in my arms and carried her to the stairs as we continued hurried passionate kisses. I needed her more than I had ever before and I didn't want to waste any more time with talking.

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