Kenzi emerged dripping from the bath, water cascading down her body before wrapping herself in one of Dyson's enormous towels. She tucked the end of the towel in so her hands were free to get inti mischief and then she paused, the enormity of her uttered words to Dyson echoing in her mind. "I told him I wanted to stay, I really did. Why did I tell him that?"

Dyson voice floated into her mind "Because I told you I wanted you...wanted to look after you...forever." She frowned a little that voice was just a little too accurate but she had more pressing problems, that age old problem in fact. "I'm human, I'm not going to live as long as the D-man will. And what starts to happen when I age and I can't keep up on our adventures. I'll become a liability, a danger to the others because the others will be looking after my behind and not their own," a small smile formed on her face "I think I'll age better than the doc anyways."

A sharp knock at the door with an "Are you ok in there Kenz? You haven't drowned have you?" brought her back from her thoughts.

"I'm fine D-man! In fact I feel fantastic." She pulled the door open to find Dyson propped up against the wall next to the door. "I don't know what you put in that bathwater but I can't believe how good I feel." She mirrored his stance on the opposite of the door.

Dyson reached over to tuck a wisp of her hair behind her ear. "I told you Kenz, a bit of this and that. Do you want to get dressed before we have breakfast?" His hand drifted down the side of her neck to her bare shoulder. The heat of his fingers setting her skin on fire. Kenzi felt herself drifting towards Dyson. She wrapped her arms around him, pressing him closer to her. Her eyes looked up at him through her dark eyelashes.

"No...no Kenz! Don't look at me like that. You've got to eat something and we got to see Trick before this all goes to shit and..." Dyson trailed off as Kenzi rubbed herself up against him, his cock betraying him by hardening instantly.

He put his hands on bare skin and gently pushed her back from him "She's so soft and she smells like..." Dyson shook his head clearing the thoughts from his mind that were only going to lead them straight back to bed. "Clothes now!" he ordered a little gruffly.

Kenzi pouted at him, making him smile a little. "I really don't want to put the clothes I had on at the trial...they're sweaty and gross." Kenzi somehow said it with a tone of invitation or at least that's how Dyson heard it. "This girl doesn't give up easy" Dyson shook his head again. "I'll give you something of mine to wear, ok?" Kenzi danced alongside him as they made their way to Dyson's wardrobe to find her something suitable.

As Dyson pulled open the door, Kenzi laid down on the bed and opened up her towel to reveal her naked body to him. Dyson pulled a white button down shirt from its hanger and turned to face her. His eyebrow arched at her and a low growl rumbled through the air.

"You like?" Kenzi asked in a soft voice, her eyes melting any resolve that Dyson may have been harbouring. He could he only look as his voice silenced by her offering. The shirt fell from his hands as he launched himself across the room at her. "Just once more...just enough to make her scream my name...just a taste of her skin." ran through his mind.

But a sudden banging on the door took Dyson's attention. It was heavy pounding, not one that could be ignored. He growled defensively. "Get dressed Kenz, someone's eager to get in here."

"Friend or fae?" Kenzi asked as she scrambled out of the bed. Dyson moved himself from the bed and snatched the shirt from the floor. He pulled in a deep breath, getting the merest scent of who it was. He relaxed slightly as Bo's musky scent flared in his nostrils. It was, as always now, mixed with Lauren's more lemony, antiseptic scent.

He tossed the shirt backwards to Kenzi "It's Bo and the doc. I'll go let them in before Bo breaks the door. You get dressed and then we'll have breakfast."

Kenzi threw herself back towards the pillows on the bed. This wasn't something she had anticipated. Her eyes flickered towards the window, a means of escape. She hadn't considered how Bo would react to her and Dyson. "There goes the sista code," Kenzi mused, not moving "I mean Bo's with Lauren so really she shouldn't have a problem with me and wolf-man." Kenzi huffed as she lifted herself up to get dressed.

Dyson opened the door just as Bo raised her fist to pound on the door again. "Woah! Woah there...leave the door on the hinges ok?"

"Dyson!" Bo pushed past him into the loft. "Where have you been? You've not answered any calls or texts from me or Hale! Or even Trick! Where's Kenzi? Has the Ash taken her? Why haven't you gone after her?"

Dyson raised an eyebrow at Lauren who was still standing at the doorway. "May I?" Lauren asked before entering. Dyson raised his arm ushering her in. He put his hands out at Bo "Stop! Take a breath...Kenzi is fine and she's here. As if I'd let the Ash take her." He snorted at her.

Bo relaxed at that statement "Oh thank heavens! Well where is she?"

"In the bedroom getting dressed."

Before Bo could say anything or make a move in that direction Lauren held up two bags that she had in her hands, one was her medical bag, the other a gym bag. "Can I go and check her out. Medically. Plus we bought some clean things she might like and a few things she'd need."

"Sure, she's back through there." Dyson pointed "I'd appreciate you checking her injuries and I know that she'd clean clothes. Thanks." Bo crossed her arms and her eyes narrowed to focus on Dyson.

"Kenzi? It's me...Lauren. I've got some clean clothes and things for you."

Here Lauren." Kenzi walked towards the bedroom door, pulling Dyson's shirt on over her naked body and buttoning it up.

Lauren swung into the room and plonked the bag in Kenzi's arms. "I'd also like to make a medical assessment of your injuries, if that's ok? Bo wants me to make sure there's no lasting damage to you."

Kenzi smiled at the doc while she dumped the contents of the bag on the bed. "I'm ok, Dyson has made sure of that. I had some magic assed bath salts in my bath and I am good to go! No sore spots, the bruising is fading and the scrapes are healing. All good, I swear!"

Lauren smiled back at Kenzi "You sure? I'm happy to give you a second opinion." Kenzi didn't want Lauren looking her over as she was pretty sure Dyson had left some spectacular marks on her and she didn't fancy sharing or explaining about those. "Listen doc, I appreciate the offer but it's not necessary."

"Alright but if Bo asks..."

"I'll tell her, you checked me over and I'm good to go."

Lauren gave Kenzi a wry smile and sighed a little "Thanks Kenzi and if anything changes...?"

"I'll be banging on your door toot sweet" Kenzi finished her sentence.

Lauren relaxed a great deal. "I'll leave you to get dressed." She headed for the door, back to Bo and Dyson.

"Doc?"

"Yes Kenzi?" Lauren turned back to her.

"Thanks!" she gestured to the clothes strewn about the bed.

"No problems." Lauren responded as she closed the door behind her.