Chapter 23 - I Miss You

Day 0 - Tamsin's Apartment

" You are leaving for a week?!" Bo exclaimed as she sat up from the bed.

" Not leaving, it's a fucking undercover job on the other side of the city." Tamsin said, " Dyson and I pose as newlyweds in this apartment building, monitoring a suspect 24/7 for six days."

" So I don't get to see you at all?" Bo said, " For a whole week?"

" Well, if you want to come over to see me, that's fine." Tamsin said, pulling her close, " But since the wolf is gonna be there too, he might figure something's up."

" Yeah... Anyway I have a case with Kenzi in some suburb community too." Bo said, " Some rich lady lost her jewelry or something. Pretty stupid but she pays a lot."

" We could always text..." Tamsin said.

" Yeah, if text could fix my problem, I wouldn't have had to suck people dry after I turned 16." Bo said, rolling her eyes at Tamsin.

" If it is a life and death situation, I'll be there." Tamsin said, " But don't give me that crap. I know you can last for a week without feeding, and if you use it as an excuse to hook up with some random hot chicks in the bars, you better not let me find out."

" Really? What are you gonna do about it?"

" Tie you up and spank you till you beg me to stop." Tamsin whispered to her, enjoying the slight quiver from Bo, " Also, don't do that just because you want to get punished."

" Since you are not gonna be here for a week, you better feed me until I'm stuffed tonight..." Bo said, rolling on top of the Valkyrie.

Tamsin chuckled, pressing her lips on Bo's.

Meanwhile - Dyson's Apartment

Hearing a series of impatient, loud knocking on his door, Dyson frowned. He wasn't expecting anyone coming to his place this late. He opened the door and saw Kenzi standing outside. He could tell the petite Russian girl was a little bit angry about something.

" Yo, D-man!" Kenzi said, staring at him. Then she stormed in and sat on Dyson's bed.

" Hello Kenzi and come in." Dyson said, closing the door. " What can I do for you?"

" More like, what can you say to me, don't you think?" Kenzi said, still staring at him.

" Emmm...I'm afraid that I'm gonna need some more clues." Dyson said, standing in front of Kenzi, " Do you want something to drink?"

" No, not until I'm finished."

" Ok, listening."

Kenzi stared at him, carefully studying the look on his face. Then she took something out from her pocket and slammed on the side table. " Care to explain?"

Dyson took a closer look at the thing, and recognized it as a tie clip. " It...emmm...a tie clip?"

" It's your tie clip, from your stupid police uniform!" Kenzi raised her voice.

" What?" Dyson said. He was confused. " Why would you have my uniform tie clip?"

" Good question." Kenzi said, " Because I found it right next to our couch, and I don't remember seeing it last week when Bo and I did the cleaning."

" That's not possible. I haven't been to your place for weeks, not to mention bringing my tie clip there." Dyson picked it up and examined it, " But you are right, this is a police uniform tie clip."

" Ok, I'm just gonna ask you bluntly." Kenzi said, crossing her arms in front of her chest, " Are you or are you not banging Bo? And when you answer, look at my eyes and don't look away."

" What? No, of course not!" Dyson said, " Bo and I are done a long time ago. We are just friends now."

" Really? So you are saying that this is not your tie clip?"

" Definitely it's not mine." Dyson said, " Because mine is here." He took his tie clip out from his closet and showed it to Kenzi.

" And you are not banging Bo recently?"

" No."

" Do you swear that you are telling the truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth?"

" My God, Kenzi! I swear! Bo and I are done a long time ago, and we are never getting back together, nor are we banging each other."

After staring at Dyson without blinking for a few minutes, Kenzi said, " Ok, I believe you." She rolled her eyes and continued, " Now, I'll have that drink."

" Sure." Dyson said. He went to the kitchen and threw her a can of beer. " Why did you ask? Is there something wrong with Bo?"

" I don't know." Kenzi said, sighing. She opened the can and started to drink. " I think she is seeing someone, but she doesn't want me to know."

" How so?"

" Constantly texting with a weird smile on her face. Not home three days out of five. And dodging all my questions whenever I ask her about this. Want me to continue?"

" Well, you do know that Bo is a succubus, and her night life has always been...very colorful, right?"

" Exactly. We've been living together for three years now, and she used to bring home at least half of her preys. For the past few months, nadda. I only caught her like once or twice with someone and that's it."

" Maybe she found a regular, or she could be dating someone." Dyson said.

" I thought so too, but if she is, why is she not telling me?" Kenzi said, frowning, " I thought we were besties, you know. Then I found the tie clip, and I thought you two were back together, and that was why she didn't tell me, because it was complicated, blah blah blah."

" Well, whoever she's seeing, I can guarantee you, it's not me."

" Then who the fuck is it?" Kenzi said, " I mean, more importantly, why wouldn't she tell me?" She finished her beer, then she suddenly realized something. " Oh God, you think it's the Ryan situation all over again?"

" You think she and Ryan got back together? No, no way." Dyson said.

" Maybe it's someone like Ryan...oh no, now I am really worried..."

" Why?"

" Why? Really, Dyson, you're asking me why? Don't you remember how the Ryan situation went down? She almost married him, married him, in a fugly dress! She didn't even invite me to be her maid of honor! Can you imagine that!"

" Have you talked to her about this?"

" Of course, couldn't pry any info out from her though." Kenzi said, " Every time I asked her who she was texting, she would tell me it's someone she hooked with in the bar, or a client, or whatever."

" Maybe she just needs some time or something. Or it could be you are over thinking." Dyson said, patting Kenzi on her back.

" Dude, I never overthink! Look at me, I barely think." Kenzi said, " I'm telling ya, something's up with that chick, and we-" She waved her index finger back and forth between her and Dyson, "-are gonna find out what it is , or, who it is."

" Alright, I'll help." Dyson said, " But I have this undercover job to do next week. I guess we can start digging after I come back."

" Cool. So where do you think this tie clip comes from?"

" Who knows. Maybe she hooked up with some cop, or maybe it was from some costume, or maybe it was one of mine that I dropped at your place years ago."

" Whatevs..." Kenzi said, rolling her eyes at the ceiling again.

Day 1 - Texting

- How's your day, detective?

- Boring, boring and boring. Hosting a fucking house warming party so we get to observe all the tennants. You?

- Staying in this rich lady's house with Kenzi. Interviewed all the staff and relatives around, no clue.

- Interviewed? You mean charmed.

- Well, some of them. Jealous?

- Not in a million years, succulet.

- Really? I remember quite clearly that you warned me not to hook up with anyone while you were gone.

- I did. And if you do, you'll get punished.

- Damn you, Tamsin.

- Did anything I say turn you on?

- God I wish you didn't have to be gone for six days.

- Well, hang on there, succule. Five more days to go.

Day 2

Tamsin smiled when she got a text from Bo, claiming that she was forced to go through all the jewelry collections of their client with Kenzi so they could identify which ones were lost, and she happened to have a shit ton of them.

" Who are you texting?" Dyson asked her, frowning. He had not seen Tamsin texting much, but he did notice that she texted a lot recently.

" Some hot chick I hooked up with in the Dal." Tamsin smirked.

" I didn't realize you texted so much with your hook ups." Dyson said, his eyes turning back to the computer screen. They were doing surveillance on their suspect 24/7, through the security camera feeds inside and outside the apartment. They also bugged the room of their suspect.

" With this boring surveillance job, I might be thinking about a booty call." Tamsin said, picking up the headset to listen to the feed from the microphone they placed in the suspect's apartment.

" Too much information already, and you can't have it here. We are on a job, Tamsin."

" God, I was just kidding. Relax, wolfboy." Tamsin said, " I think I heard someone entering his room."

" Yep, his girlfriend, and now they are fighting." Dyson said, sighing.

" See, brilliant choice of mine to place the microphone in the lamp, instead of the vase, because..." Tamsin said, watching the video, " Wooo...she throws it and it breaks."

Meanwhile - Rich Lady's House

" God I can't believe she has this much crap, and she has a photoset for every single one of her crap." Bo complained while she was going through the jewelry collections of their client with Kenzi.

" Tell me about it." Kenzi said, pointing to a photo of an unbelievably ugly necklace, " Who the hell buys things like this now? And it's not even real sapphire."

" You can tell that from the photo?"

" No, but if was real, with that big of a size, she could buy the whole planet with it." Kenzi said.

" I can't believe whoever stole her jewelries, stole that too. How much do you think it's worth?"

" I'd pay no more than five bucks, that's assuming I'm temporarily blind so I don't mind buying it." Kenzi said," The thief is probably a douche, and a dumb ass."

" Yeah, great combination. Although, how the hell would a douche slash dumb ass thief manage to steal from her without leaving any traces?"

" No idea, Bo-Bo" Kenzi said, " Maybe the client wants some insurance money, and she did all this."

" Then why hire private investigators?" Bo said, frowning, " Some of the lost jewelry is pretty expensive, like one of her bracelets with diamonds and rubies. Others are pretty much junk, and worse than junk."

" Like I said, dumb ass thief." Kenzi said.

Day 3 - Texting

- How's your case going, succulet?

- Nothing new. Still couldn't figure out how the thief did it with no trace

- Miss me?

- Damn right I do

- Are you snuggling my t-shirt right now?

- ...Yes

- Well, think of it as me then

- ...I am

- Are you touching yourself?

- ...Will you be here if I say yes?

- No, but I'd like to hear it.

- Fine, yes, are you happy now?

- I thought succubi couldn't get off by masturbating

- I can get off, but I will still be hungry

- Oh so you just miss my Chi

- Not just that, Tamsin!

- Then what do you really miss?

- ...Try everything?

- *giggles*

- Tamsin, if you were here I swear to God I would...

- You would what?

- ...

- Can't decide between tearing my clothes off or biting me?

- How about both?

- When you do that, make sure that you don't ruin my uniform, succulet.

- God...don't tease me like that, Tamsin!

- Why not?

- I'm really gonna go to the Dal and fuck some random chick

- Why don't you try that. Maybe I'll storm in and take you right there on the counter, then in the lady's room.

- You are not making me feel better...

- Wasn't planning on that in the first place.

Day 4

" Still texting some hot chick you hooked up in the Dal?" Dyson asked Tamsin as they ate their lunch in the apartment while watching the video feed.

" No, a different one." Tamsin said. She put down her phone, trying hard not to laugh. Dyson looked at her confused. He wanted to say something, but Tamsin interrupted him. " Someone just showed up at his door."

" Let me send the image to the tech team, see if they can get us an identity of the vistor."

Tamsin nodded, continue eating her lunch. She picked up her phone in her hand again when it beeped.

My case sucks. Bo texted her.

Tamsin smiled. Is it your case, or your personal needs? She texted her back.

Stop teasing me, Tamsin! Bo texted.

Tamsin smiled again as she read Bo's text. She paused there for a while, then suddenly a crazy idea popped into her mind. Then what about something real, succulet?

What do you mean?

Bo stared at her phone screen, waiting for Tamsin's response. The Valkyrie had teased her for four days now, when she was hungry as hell. She had already eaten tons of chocolate and candy bars, but it was not working anymore. Then she got the text from Tamsin, saying about something real. She immediately asked her what she meant by that.

Finally Tamsin's reply came in. In exactly half an hour, meet me at this address...

Bo immediately got dressed, without even finishing reading the whole address on her phone. She knew she probably shouldn't go, but she couldn't care less. She sneaked out, passing Kenzi by the couch. The Russian girl was in her sweet dreams.

The night wind was cool, almost cold, but the burning desire inside Bo made her warmer than ever, and she knew it was way more than just her hunger. She wanted to see the Valkyrie. She wanted to hold her, and to kiss her. She just wanted her.

Bo arrived at the address a few minutes early. It was the back side of the parking place behind a closed gas station. No one was there, except a broken down car or two. Then she heard someone coming. She turned around and saw the Valkyrie, with her signature smirk on her face.

" Miss me?" The Valkyrie said as she pulled her close by grabbing her waist. She smirked at Bo, as if she was enjoying Bo's hunger.

" You have no idea..." Bo whispered to her, tucking her hands under the blonde's shirt, pinching her skin. She breathed heavily on the blonde's chest as she buried her face down. She knew she missed her a lot, but she realized that she missed the Valkyrie a lot more than she thought, when she finally had her in her arms.

They both kissed each other aggressively, as they stepped back against the wall of the closed gas station. Both of them tried hard not to tear any of the clothing off the other person's body as they eagerly ran their hands all over each other.

" I guess you miss me a lot too." Bo said when she tucked her fingers inside Tamsin's underwear. The Valkyrie was already dripping wet.

Tamsin suppressed her moans and screams when she begged Bo to thrust into her deeper and harder. Bo did nothing but follow Tamsin's request. She couldn't do much after all, when the blonde's fingers were all over her core, caressing and thumbing. When they both hit their peaks at the same time, Bo fed off Tamsin. She had never felt so satisfied before.

" Happy now?" Tamsin whispered to her as she held Bo in her arms.

Bo took a deep breath and buried her face on Tamsin's shoulder. " So how long do you have?" She asked.

" Probaby another ten minutes or so." Tamsin said, " Fifteen if I tell the wolf the line at the check out is unbelievably long."

" How did you get out anyway?"

" Told him I needed to get some liquor, because the job was too boring." Tamsin chuckled, " I do need to get a bottle to convince him though..."

" Then let's go get it." Bo said. She held Tamsin's hand in hers and walked out on the street with her. The Valkyrie was a little bit uncomfortable holding hands in public at first, but she didn't say anything. Instead she held back onto Bo's hand and intertwined their fingers after a few seconds.

" This is the first time we walk together holding hands, isn't it?" Bo asked.

" I'm afraid so." Tamsin murmured. She pulled Bo's hand close and laid a kiss on it. Both of them smiled at each other.

Tamsin hugged Bo from behind when they were waiting for the red lights. " I miss you." She whispered to Bo, " I miss you, succulet."

" I miss you too." Bo said, with a warm feeling passing through her heart. Then she turned around and whispered to Tamsin, " I wasn't here just for the feed. You know that, right?"

" Of course I know that." Tamsin chuckled, " Why? You were afraid you were gonna hurt my feelings?"

" Actually, I wasn't aware that you have any feelings until recently." Bo teased her.

Tamsin laughed. " Let's go get my fucking liquor, shall we?"

Day 5 - Texting

- Did Dyson notice anything usual last night?

- No. The wolf had no idea. How about your human pet?

- Don't think she noticed anything either.

- Still stuck on your case?

- Yeah, just couldn't figure out why the thief would have taken some absolute trash while leaving some valuables behind.

- Trash how?

- Like big, sparkling, but fake jewelry? I mean, who would do that?

- Sparkling, huh? Maybe you are looking at a what, instead of a who

- What do you mean?

- There is a certain type of Fae bird...I can't remember the name of it. It steals shiny things for its owner, but not intelligent enough to tell whether it's fake or not.

- You think it's a bird who did this?

- Closest thing I can come up with. Why don't you do some digging on that?

- Ok.

- I'll be back tomorrow night. My place?

- Works.

Day 6

" So, was it the bird?" Tamsin asked Bo as she ran her fingers on Bo's waist line. They were both in bed, just caught their breaths after their lovemaking.

" Yeah. It's a Cikavac." Bo said.

" Yeah, that. I can never remember that stupid name."

" Anyway, we trapped it. Some creepy dude was using that poor thing to steal jewelry in that neighborhood for a while. He was arrested, and our client is happy." Bo said, tucking herself closer to the blonde, " How about your murder suspect."

" Total waste of my fucking time. They messed up some evidence, and that dude was not even connected to our case. Fuck." Tamsin complained.

Bo smiled, pulling her closer to kiss her. " So you leave me a week for nothing, huh?"

" Wasn't my fault."

" Still, maybe you should make it up to me somehow?"

" You are not seriously thinking about my cop uniform again, are you?" Tamsin said, staring at Bo, trying hard not to laugh.

" Well, maybe this time I could wear it for you..." Bo said, running her index finger slowly down on Tamsin's chest.

" See, that's the difference between you and me." Tamsin said, " I don't need a costume on you for you to turn me on..."

" What about a costume with a pair of handcuffs..." Bo said as she smiled. Slowly rolling herself on top of Tamsin, then lowered her head and kissed the Valkyrie.

Day 7 – Police Station

" Are you ready for the award ceremony?" Dyson asked Tamsin as he straightened his tie.

" Yeah, I guess, whatever." Tamsin said, looking into the mirror to adjust her hat. Then she looked down and realized that she couldn't find her tie clip. She frowned, and searched through all her pockets. " Hey, Dyson." She said to Dyson, " Do you have an extra tie clip? I can't find mine."

Dyson wanted to say something, but suddenly he paused. Something just occurred to him, something so surprising and unbelievable, yet it made a lot of sense. He opened his eyes wide and stared at Tamsin, as if he wanted to make sure everything going through his mind right now was not real. Then he realized that everything he found weird between Bo and Tamsin had an explanation now. The police uniform tie clip Kenzi found in their shack. The texting. Why Bo kept it away from Kenzi. Why Tamsin no longer went drinking with him to pick up chicks together.

" What's got into you, dude?" Tamsin asked, frowning, " You look like you've see a ghost."

" Emmm...no, I'm fine. I'm totally fine." Dyson said.

" Yeah, whatever. Do you have an extra tie clip or not?"

" As a matter of fact, I do." Dyson handed her the tie clip Kenzi gave him, " You can keep it."

" I owe you one." Tamsin said. She was too busying putting on the tie clip to notice the weird smile appearing on Dyson's face. When she finally raised her head, she frowned. " What the fuck is wrong with you today, dude?"

" Nothing. Nothing is wrong with me." Dyson said, trying everything he could not to laugh out loud in front of the confused blonde.