A/N: So, I've been sitting on this story for a long while, trying to decide where I want it to go. It's clear now, but the endgame isn't valkubus, which I know many of you were hoping for. I just can't get behind it, after the canon events of season 5.
There will still be valkubus elements, but I feel like I need to take this in a new direction in order to move forward. For those of you that decide to stick around, thank you. And for those that do not, that's okay, too. Let's have a time.

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"Trick, how is that possible?" Dyson asked, his hand combing the hair on his chin.

The gang had all met up at the Dal in hopes to find an answer to the situation. Some were more invested than others. Little was known about Valkyries, but who better to ask then the Blood King himself?

"I didn't expect any of you to know this, but Valkyries are special. I don't know much more about them than any of you. They're surrounded by secrecy and sworn to protect their lore. Their loyalty to duty, their bond, and their life cycles are their
treasures." Trick explained.

"Woah, hold on, Gramps." Kenzi laughed. "Life cycles?"

"Yes, Kenzi. They have the ability to be reborn many times over."

"Sick..." Kenzi muttered.

"If she is reborn, she couldn't have gotten very far, right?" Dyson asked.

"Correct," Trick responded. "But this is Tamsin we're talking about here. Aging varies for every Valkyrie."

"Well, if we know anything, girl loves her some liquor." Kenzi mumbled sadly.

"That would mean she'd be here. And she isn't." Dyson said. He began to pace, running his nails through his scruff.

"Are we forgetting that Tamsin is Dark Fae all of a sudden? Because I sure as hell haven't forgotten." Bo said. "Why are we even hassling? We all know she can take care of herself."

"Bo..." Lauren placed a hand atop the other woman's. "As much as she's a gargantuan pain, Tamsin has helped us all out lately."

"I have to agree with the Doc on this one, Bo-Bo. Bottle blonde did save both of our lives... Not to mention, those burgers." Kenzi mused, clutching a hand to her chest.

Bo sighed and bit her lip in thought. "The only place we know she would be, other than here, is a dark bar."

"None of us are dark, and you're unaligned, Bo." Dyson pointed out.

"Hey! What does being unaligned have to do with anything?" Bo grumbled.

All eyes fell on Bo.

Bo grumbled, scrunching her nose and sighing exaggeratedly. "Fine, fine. I get it. But, Kenzi, your ass is coming with me."

Kenzi stood up from her bar stool and hugged her bestie. "Bo-Bo, When am I never up for a grand adventure?"

Tamsin's POV

"Are my eyes still closed? Its so dark in here." I could feel myself blinking. I could feel the cold hitting my bare body as I lay on my back. "Where the hell am I?"

My hands began to move around the small space. I could feel metal all around. I could also feel that I was slowly becoming short of breath. Great, it's airtight. Not the best way to go. My hands felt around some more, looking for a way to break free.
The top side of wherever I was, was warmer than the others. That had to be a good thing, right?

Trying my luck, I pushed against the metal. Sure enough, there was a slight budge. A small sliver of light. Pushing harder, the metal began to crunch against my hands. More light and fresher air. My hands began to push more at the metal until finally,
what I realized was a door, flew off the hinges.

The light was dimmer than I expected, but blinding all the same. The place smelled of rot and sterility. A hosptial? Looking around, I saw the slabs of metal, some empty some occupied. White sheets draped over long objects and suddenly, I knew where
I was, what had happened.

I had died and this was the morgue.

Perfect. I knew I didn't have many lives left to spare, but I couldn't remember how I had lost my last one. There were more pressing things to worry about. Like where I would find clothes because, right now, I was prancing in the nude. There were
only tools and metal in sight. Scraps of clothing were on the floor, unwearable. But lo and behold, a leather jacket hung by the door.

Grabbing the jacket, I slid into it. A little big, but it fit. Now all I had to do was find some pants. There had to be backup scrubs somewhere. Rummaging through some drawers, I finally found something.

"Vomit green, certainly not my color." I thought, sliding them on.

I had no shoes, but this would have to do for now. The exit sign blared green and, before long, I was back out into the night air. The ground was wet and the soles of my feet were likely to be cut, but I had a destination. I knew where I was and I
know where I'm going.

To get a drink.

"So, Bo?" Kenzi started, the night was cool and the drone of their ride almost drowned her out. "About Tamsin... I know you don't really like her but, I do. And she's not all that bad..."

Kenzi fidgeted with her nails in her lap. She knew Bo wouldn't exactly approve of what she was saying. She knew Tamsin loved Bo and Bo didn't feel the same way. But ever since Inari, she'd felt closer to the Valkyrie. And after what happened at the
Dal, she couldn't exactly turn her away.

"Kenz, she's bad news. She tried to get me thrown in prison and her attitude is the worst." Bo paused. "Quite frankly, she probably doesn't care about you either."

"You don't know that. She risked her life for me. And you. For all of us." Kenzi said. She was getting angry with Bo's stubbornness.

"She had me feed off of you! You, Kenzi!" Bo stopped the car. "If that's not selfish, I don't know what is. And that whole act with the wendigo, she brought that on herself."

Kenzi couldn't get a word in before Bo had gotten out of the car. Tamsin didn't get herself killed on purpose. She may have been cocky, but she found her to be brave. She followed quietly, not wanting to cause an argument.

"Look, Kenz, I just want to get this over with." Bo said apologetically.

"Yeah, let's just find her." Kenzi smiled.

They rounded the street corner to a quiet alley. Bo could here the faint pounding of the bass. Approaching a metal door, a small slide opened, revealing dark eyes.

"Password?" The garbled voice said.

"Mortis." Bo responded. "And she's with me." She said, motioning towards Kenzi.

The bouncer was silent on the other side. The slide closed suddenly. After a few moments, the door opened. Bright lights and loud bass pounded out as Bo and Kenzi made their way inside. Dark reds and blues strobed against writhing bodies. Loud music
flooded Bo and Kenzi's ears and the pungent smell of booze and sweet filled their noses.

"This place is a liiiiitle skanky." Kenzi yelled, covering her ears.

"Yeah, well-" Bo started.

A loud crash echoed through the the club followed by sparks of electricity.

"Fucking bitch, you don't even look old enough to be in here!" A deep voice said. Another crackle of electricity.

"And you look too old to be in here." Another voice said. Feminine and sarcastic.

"Bo, that voice sounds familiar!" Kenzi yelled.

Brandishing her dagger, Bo ran toward the voices, Kenzi following behind.

A woman, didn'teven look older than 18, punched a gargantuan 40 year old muscleman, nearly knocking him off his feet and straight into Bo. The woman delivered another straight shot to the gut, one Bo could feel even through the thick body of
the man. He dry heaved, doubling over in pain. And he looked done for. The woman smiled and made her way towards the back of the bar.

Kenzi ran after her, leaving Bo behind, but she wasn't far off. She knew Kenzi might overwhelm the woman and ran after her.

"Tamsin!" Kenzi yelled. "Tamsin, I know it's you."

The woman turned to face Kenzi. "Yeah, depends on what you want, kid."

"I want you to come home." Kenzi said.

Tamsin gave her a strange look, crossing her arms in defense. "And who the hell might you be?"

"You don't remember? It's me, Kenzi. K-Star?" She chuckled.

"Doesn't ring a bell, Shortstop." Tamsin said.

"Ugh, we don't have time for this." Bo said, throwing the young woman over her shoulder. "You may be newly reborn, but I've had practice. C'mon, Kenz. We're going home."

Tamsin struggled against Bo's grip. "If you don't put me down, I will seriously kick your ass!"

Kenzi laughed and followed the two women.

A/N: I'm baaaaack. I hope you guys are still down to read this story and maybe some of you will even know where I'm going with it. This chapter is just the groundwork, but I hope to get some kind of feedback. It would be much appreciated. :)