"I have you, Kenzi, I have you," Dyson said to Kenzi as he wrapped his arms around her. It had terrified him that she had to go through the same process as the Fae, just because she lived in their world. Everyone knew that she was just as unaligned as Bo but when it all said and done she was considered to be Light as she was protected by himself, Hale and Trick to a degree. Yes Vex and Tamsin were friends and they were Dark but he knew where she truly belonged. And as far as he was concerned that was by his side.

He was even more terrified then when Bo had gone through it, she may have had no idea what she was doing, considering she didn't even know what she was but at least Bo was actually Fae. Kenz was human, a fragile, breakable little human. Dyson knew however that she was the strongest person he had ever met. It was her inner strength, not her physical strength that he admired most. But she did have beautiful eyes, a hot body and a razor sharp mind as well.

But what did it matter, she had survived and she had triumphed, just as she always did when she was pitted against the Fae. She was shaking and holding desperately onto the front of his shirt, her head buried in his chest.

"You were...you were.." Kenzi mumbled, he realised then that she was crying.

"It's ok, I'm right here." Dyson said quietly, stroking her back and shoulders trying to give her as much comfort as he could. By now the witnesses were starting to crowd around them. Dyson scooped Kenzi up in his arms and pushed his way through the throng. They needed to get out! Somewhere safe and quiet so she could tell what the hell had been going on at the end.

When Kenzi and Dyson had first arrived at the glass factory, they had managed to have some time together before the trials started. Dyson couldn't help but remember when he'd been here with Bo, letting her feed off him so she would have the strength to survive. But all he could do with Kenzi was give her coaching tips.

What he really wanted to do was to tell her how much she meant to him, to hold her and reassure her that everything would be alright. He wasn't quite sure if he wanted to reassure her or himself. But he didn't want to distract her by confessing his feelings for her. He also didn't want to know how she felt, in case she wasn't ready to admit it or more the way of it, she didn't feel the same way about him.

"You're small."

"Gee, thanks for pointing out the obvious D-man!" she responded as she paced up and down, needing to burn off some nervous energy before facing the trials that until now had been for Fae only. She was the first human to be undergoing the trials.

"What I mean is because you're small, so you're quick, so use that to your advantage. The under-Fae you'll be up against will be big and slow moving. Wear it down, you're fit and conditioned to fight."

"Ok I got it, guerrilla warfare!" she smiled coolly at him.

Dyson smiled, despite the situation, "That's right, my beauty."

Kenzi looked at Dyson "I'll be fine D. You've trained me well. Trick has drilled into me all the weaknesses of any Fae I may come up against and Bo's practiced with me until we both couldn't move."

Dyson's eyes looked over to her. "I know, I know! But we should have left when this all started." He should have picked her up and run, disappeared into nothingness as he had been doing for centuries. But knowing her, she wouldn't have gone or she would have gone kicking and screaming.

Kenzi sighed "D, it's not your fault the Ash is an ash-hole. Besides," she stepped closer and laid her hand on his chest, having no idea the effect it was having on him, "this is our home and we defend our home and family, don't we?"

"Yes, we do." Dyson had to admit defeat at that statement, one that he had used so many times before with her. He'd only said it knowing he could protect when things got dicey in a fight and that Bo, Hale, Tamsin and Trick, if need be, could also be there backing them up, protecting her especially.

But in the here and now, she had gone into battle alone, he'd had to stand by and watch. Watch this fragile human, which had wormed her way into his life and heart, fight who knows what and survive.

And here she was, she'd come through the trials relatively unscathed, physically. He suspected she would be sore with a few colourful bruises blooming over her pale skin come the next few days and he could see at least two cuts to her face but he was more worried about the unseen injuries, the psychological ones. Injuries that may take far longer than the physical ones to heal.

He cradled her to his chest, protecting her as much as he could from the crowd. "Kenz, I have you. It's all over now, you're safe. You battled the under- Fae! You won! You're safe, you're with me and I'm taking you home." he said in her ear.

Dyson pushed his way through the crowd until they were clear of the throng of admirers. He managed to negotiate the maze of the factory and get out the doors to his car within a few minutes. Before he could bundle her into the front seat he looked deeply into the eyes of the one he loved the most in this world and the next. He wanted to say "You're so brave and strong. I love you, human, so very much."

The pain he saw there in her crystalline eyes almost broke him completely apart. Letting her feet slide to the ground, he wrapped his arms around her. "What happened? What did you see?"

Kenzi lifted her eyes to the man who had stolen her heart. That big, beautiful wolf man who always protected her, that was always at her side and by her side when she needed him. The man that rarely spoke but when he did she listened. The one man she trusted with almost everything within her. The only thing he didn't know was how much she loved him and she wasn't intending on telling him that any time soon. How could someone like him possibly have any feelings for someone like her?

Tears gathered, glittering in her bright eyes. "It was you...you." she whispered as her eyes rolled back in her head and she passed out where she stood.