As the bedroom door closed behind Lauren, Bo turned her full attention to Dyson. "What's going on here?" she demanded "You took off with Kenzi at the end of the trial and then...then not a word. I was going crazy Dyson, not knowing how she was or really even where she was. You could have left town for all I knew. And nobody was answering their phones! What were you thinking?"

Dyson looked over at Bo as he started to busy himself in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for Kenzi, himself and now their two extra guests. "I was thinking of protecting Kenz and getting her somewhere that was safe Bo. She was exhausted, injured and physically spent, not to mention running on fumes emotionally. I had to get her out of there." Dyson looked up from his preparations to find Bo staring intently at him again.

"That was all you were thinking?" Bo said slowly "'Cos I'm walking in here and I get the 'feeling' there's a whole lot more going on than you're telling me. I can feel it, I can almost taste what I think was going on here before we arrived Dyson."

Dyson opened his mouth to tell Bo exactly what was going on only to have Lauren come out from seeing Kenzi. Dyson knew that Lauren hadn't had enough time to really check her over but it distracted Bo from their conversation and he had a feeling that Kenz wanted to be the one to tell Bo what was happening with them.

"Well? How is Kenzi? Has Dyson been looking after her properly?" Dyson fairly bristled at the last question.

Lauren held up her hands towards both of them as if trying to settle the situation before it really kicked off. "Bo! Kenzi's good, Dyson has done a great job of looking after her. All her injuries are healing and she's feeling fine..."

"And lookin' pretty 'fine' if I'm not mistaken." Kenzi added as she sauntered into the kitchen. Dyson visibly relaxed at her entrance and he couldn't disagree about the way she looked.

She still had on his white shirt, cinched at the waist with a leather belt and teamed with some tight black jeans, her thigh high pirate boots and the red lace of her bra just peeking out of the neckline. He imagined she had a matching thong on or maybe nothing and didn't that make his own pants just a little bit tighter in all the wrong places with the company he had.

"Ok ladies...it's time for breakfast." Dyson said after licking his lips and checking Kenzi out again from head to toe to make sure she was ok.

Dyson organised them all to get everything ready to eat. Between them all, they managed to get all the food, coffee and juice on the bench space before loading their plates up and heading to the sofas.

As they ate they discussed what was going to come next. It was taken for granted that they would all need to talk to Trick and that all of them, Hale, Tamsin and even Vex would need to be part of the discussion. There were questions that needed to be answered. Did Kenzi now need to choose a side? Or could she be like Bo and be unaligned? And would there be unforeseen repercussions from that? Did she need to be protected and would there be reprisals from the Ash? The unknowns were plentiful and the answers were lacking until they saw Trick.

"So what now?" Bo asked as they circled their way back around again.

"Dishes first," Dyson responded, Kenzi gave an exaggerated groan, "and then we need to see Trick."

The brand new couple had been dancing around their new status for the entire breakfast with Bo and Lauren. By an unspoken agreement neither had given anything away and were waiting for everyone to be together, which included Trick, Hale, Tamsin and Vex.

A couple of times during the meal, Bo was going to make a remark or two about what she thought was going on between the two of them but then thought better of it. Surely Kenzi, her sista, or her ex, Dyson would have said something if there had been something to say. Instead she busied herself with taking the dirty dishes to the kitchen as Dyson and Kenzi stepped up to the sink preparing to do the dishes.

"So what exactly are we going to talk to Trick about?" Kenzi mumbled to Dyson as they stood at the sink, Dyson with his hands in the water, up to elbows in bubbles. "Isn't there some kinda magicky fae way of doing the dishes so we don't actually have too?" Kenzi continued as she flicked the tea towel out that she was using to dry. Lauren and Bo had disappeared into the other room to get the last of the dishes from where they had piled them on the coffee table.

Dyson raised an eyebrow "You mean besides asking Trick how we do all this?"

"Us?"

"No, not us...that's easy. We just do us. We do as we please but..."

"Oh here it comes" thought Kenzi "the big letdown.'It's been fun Kenz, but you know I'm fae, you're not!' "

"We will need a bit more information...like all those questions that went around at breakfast...will you have to choose a side? And what happens if you don't choose a side? Do I have to claim you? There are a whole lot of things we need to sort out."

Kenzi's eyes narrowed at the word "claim" but seeing Bo had claimed her earlier she couldn't really complain too much. Although she hoped that Dyson intended to claim her in a different sort of way as well. "Ok!" she nodded "but what about the biggie?"

Dyson stopped what he was doing and looked at her, "The biggie?"

Kenzi sighed; Dyson could be decidedly dumb some times. "I'm human remember! What happens when...?"

Dyson leaned over and kissed her, stopping all the problems that Kenzi was conjuring up in her head, many of them wildly fantastic, from coming out of her mouth. And, of course, at the moment their lips met Lauren and Bo barged in with dishes in hand.