Tamsin's POV

"He said his name was Deimos?" Trick asked Kenzi.

The woman just nodded with a wave of her hand. That guy must've said something really bad to put a damper on her mood. And of course, I wasn't having that so I was nearly bouncing out of my skin. I could feel Dyson watching me intensely.

"Does that sound familiar?" I asked him. "We need to get the jump on this... We need to be ten steps ahead, at all times!"

"Tamsin, calm down… I know this may be a particularly big threat and I will do everything I can to help." Trick said calmly, palming through a big, old book. "Now, Deimos. He is said to be the Greek god of terror, brother to Phobos- the god of fear, and son of Ares… the god of war."

"So, what?" I huffed. "Should we expect the whole goddamned threesome?"

"It's a possibility…" Trick said quietly. "If so, the war will not be between the Light and the Dark anymore. We will have to come together as Fae to win against this threat."

"Well, no offense, but Tamsin was Dark and I managed not to kill the most annoying and pompous Valkyrie of them all, so why can't we work together for once? For the greater good." Bo said, perched against Lauren's lap.

I rolled my eyes at that. She was right though. Who we would align with was not my main concern. It's who I would be protecting. Kenzi is human and yes, she is strong. But these are gods with a magnitude of power that know no bounds.

"It's getting late. Until we have more to go off of, remain vigilant." Trick said, closing the book.

Everyone moved towards the door, a strange quiet fell around us. It was filled with worry and confusion. We had no idea when or where things would occur. We just knew we had to be prepared. Bo looked at Lauren with a soft smile, probably trying to reassure her in some way. Dyson spoke more with Trick, no doubt trying to formulate a plan. And Kenzi was still withdrawn. She had a sullen look about her and I wish I knew what she was thinking at this moment in time. Bo called out for her to follow and she did, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

It felt like the world was going to end and I had just come back to it. I just formed relationships that I wasn't ready to give up. There were things I wanted to do and more bad guys to hunt down. I need more time. I wouldn't accept this as the end. We would fight like hell and lose some in the process, that I was sure of. But, by all that is Fae, we wouldn't go down easy.

"You ready, partner?" Dyson said, grabbing my shoulder. "I'll drop you off at Bo's."

I nodded and followed him to the vehicle.

"What's on your mind?" Dyson said.

"How are you so calm right now?" I asked softly.

He sighed as if he were about to drop some wisdom on me.

"We've both been alive for way longer than maybe we should…" He said, starting towards our destination. "It might be different for you, being newly reborn, but we ultimately know how this works. It's a tired old game of who will come out victorious. This is not new. We will train and we will cry and be broken, yes, but we will get through it. That much, I know."

"And what about Lauren or Kenzi? How will they fight? They don't have the same means we do."

"You're not wrong. But don't underestimate them too much." Dyson smiled. "Lauren is smart and Kenzi is a survivor. They'll see it through."

"You're right." I sighed. "Kenzi will get a kick out of training for this too."

Dyson laughed, no doubt imagining the young woman kicking some godly ass.

"Thanks for the ride, Dyson." I said, shutting the door to his SUV. "And the grandad pep talk. You're not half bad with your bark sometimes."

"Good night, Tamsin." He rolled his eyes, pulling away. "And make sure you talk to her!"

Tamsin walked into the crack shack, her mind both foggy and mentally exhausted at the same time.

It was dark and quiet. She guessed they had all gone to bed. She practically fumbled until she reached the stairs.

Cracking the door slightly, she saw Kenzi wasn't in her bed. She wasn't downstairs. She probably wasn't with Bo with Lauren in there. They were friendly, but not that friendly. Looking around a little more, she finally saw her. She leant by the solitary window that they had, fully open, her hands wrapped around her body. She could see her face by the light of the moon and it hadn't changed much since she last saw her.

"Hey." Kenzi said softly, not turning to look at the Valkyrie.

"Hey." Tamsin said back, moving to stand closer. "What's got you in a funky mood?"

Kenzi smiled softly, recalling their earlier conversation. "Just the way things are playing out…"

Tamsin stayed quiet.

"You die, then you come back and now there's another threat against us... We just can't catch a break." She said quietly.

Tamsin sighed, moving to the opposite side of the window.

"Kenzi, I know circumstances aren't ideal right now, but you'll get through this. I'll make sure of that."

"And what about you?!" She whispered sharply. "Are you just going to ride off into war, like always, and leave again? I can't handle it, losing you again. I'm sick of it!"

Tamsin snatched Kenzi into her, enveloping the woman tightly. Tamsin could smell the shampoo she'd used this morning and feel the woman's soft breathes against her shirt. Kenzi's arms wrapped tightly around Tamsin and she began to weep. They stood in silence for a minute before Tamsin spoke.

"I won't leave you again, Kenz. I can't. You are the greatest part of my day and the light that fills it." Tamsin spoke into her hair. "We'll get through this. Together."

"D-do you promise?" The girl stuttered, looking up at the Valkyrie with wet gray eyes.

"I promise." Tamsin chuckled, wiping away her tears. "Now, don't cry anymore. You're safe with me."

Kenzi all but melted into Tamsin's hands, her eyes closing softly.

She felt the butterflies again and the undeniable tug in her chest as she looked back up at her. Sea green eyes bore into her own and reached down to grab her entire soul. There was no smile on her face, just a broody Valkyrie, looking for something in her eyes.

And just like that, Tamsin leant in to kiss Kenzi's parted lips. Eyes closed and bodies moved closer together as they stood interlocked with each other. Tamsin softly caressed Kenzi's face with her thumbs. It wasn't rushed or heated. It was powerful and meaningful.

A gesture of sanctuary and home.

A/N: Pretty sure this is my favorite chapter so far. Next chapter will be a little lighter with more Kenzi and Tamsin. Hope you enjoy! :)