Kendra arrived at Lauren's mansion and of course as was greeted by Drake's security team half way up the windy road.
She parked her truck and noticed another parked truck from precinct 71 and remembered that she requested for Anajli to meet her at Lauren's. She needed additional supplies like a flame thrower which she remembered only Anjali had for close encounters with a Rakshasa as well as other Indian Fae.
Did Kendra need it? Probably not, but because Dyson and Jessica were so worried about her, coupled with her knowledge of Aswangs, it was better to be overly prepared.
Anjali was a multi role swat member. She was good at close quarters combat, hand to hand, demolitions, in addition to a sniper. Anjali really belonged to the 69th, but resided at the 71st due to the shortage of SWAT coverage in the outlying areas Kendra maintained. She may not be a specialist in any one area like Kendra's core team in the 69th, but one needed a jack of all trades when they were the only SWAT member embedded in the local police force.
Kendra got out of her truck and went to the trunk to unload her supplies when Drake and Anjali came up and assist.
"Got the item you need Captain," Anjali mentioned hoisting the bag over her shoulder, "It's ready to go just inside the foyer."
"Great, and just call me Kendra," she stated carrying a bag as well pointing to her insignia on her collar with her free hand. "This is for a private contract and not for the SWAT team."
"But you still have the rank of Captain as a private contractor correct?" Anjali asked rhetorically.
Kendra then turned to Drake while walking up the steps, "Where's Alex and team?"
"Alex and 2 others are doing final checks on their gear and ready to go when you are Captain," Drake relayed barely noticing that he too called her 'Captain'.
Kendra just ignored Drake's use of Captain, but it did bother her that she was amassing an unexpected loyal following. Did that mean that Lauren's team too would follow her, even to their graves?
No sooner had they entered in the large open foyer, Alex and 2 others immediately stood at attention and Talan who was assisting, did so a heartbeat later.
Alex as usually was extremely sharp and crisp in her movements.
Kendra looked over the 2 seasoned members of the Burning Cypress clan. They were both fire sprites which was a great choice since all beings hated fires.
The first one she knew was Jack. A little short and stocky, but of Chinese descent. He was strong for his build but blazing fast. He was an expert in the double long sword and worked hard to become so. He was descent with rifles and other firearms.
The second was Max. Thin, average height, but muscular. He was also very good with knives, it was from what he learned from hobby to collect and use knives. His red hair was cut short like he was ex-mil. He had excellent training by seals on how to use all sorts of weapons although not one himself.
With 2 Fire Sprites, Kendra mused, maybe the flame thrower was a waste, but then she noticed that Anjali had her full gear on already with her heavy weapon package in the corner ready to go.
Alex just reported formally clicking her heals at attention, "Ready to move out on your orders Ma'am."
Kendra wasn't really into for formal military reporting formalities but Alex always gave that to her. The Burning Cypress clan was somewhat more formal than the 69th, but not to this extent. Kendra just let Alex have it.
Kendra just ordered informally, "At ease everyone." She turned to Anjali who had a dumb stuck look at how formal they were. "I think we have more than enough firepower for a recon mission. You don't need to come with us."
"You're one of us Kendra, and if you are going into a fire fight, you need a SWAT member with you," Anjali tightly smirked informally.
Kendra just nodded slightly in acceptance.
Drake and Talan were talking when Talan spoke up, "Kendra, Kyle isn't quite lucid, but responsive. It's best if you want to talk to him, it would be now."
They ventured into Lauren's Lab and Talan ushered Kendra into Kyle's area. Drake and Talan just stood back.
Kendra noted that Kyle was restless, like he was having a nightmare, he was still in apparent prayer fervently mumbling, "Aba Ginoong Maria, napupuno ka ng grasiya, Ang Panginoong Diyos ay sumasaiyo."
She took a seat next to his bed to talk to him in Tagalog.
The last time she conversed in it was with her mother when she left for the academy against the wishes of her parents. That was the last time she ever saw them. Her father exiled her in a way and Kendra, being so strong willed agreed. It was nearly 10 years now and it still hurt to be away from family. If she used her native language, it would open up old memories and feelings, but she needed to get to the bottom of this.
Kendra turned to Kyle and mentioned to him calmly to make her presence known, "Kyle, ako si Kendra Shaw. Kasamahan ko si Doctor Lauren Lewis. (Kyle, I'm Kendra Shaw. I work with Doctor Lauren Lewis.)"
Kyle stopped his prayer, in recognition of her and said in warning even in his dream like state, "Ang mga aswang. Nandito na. (The Aswangs. They are here.)"
"Paano mo nalaman sila ay aswang? (How do you know they are Aswangs?)" Kendra asked softly needing to validate what exactly he saw.
"Ang mga pangil nila ay humahaba, at ang mga dila ay humahaba at numinipis. Lumalabas sila tuwing gabi na nag-aanyong lobo, ang iba naman ay anyong uwak. (Their fangs grew, their tongues became long and thin. They came out at night as wolves, others as crows)," Kyle mumbled quivering slightly.
Kendra followed up and asked, "Ilan sila? (How many of them are there?)"
Kyle just moaned out under duress, "Madami, sobrang rami nila. (Too many.)"
Kendra leaned forward and asked him a more directed question, "Ilan ang nakita mo? (How may did you see?)"
A pained expression scrawled across his face, as if he was reliving it.
Kendra acted fast soothing him by placing her hand her on Kyle's shoulder and murmured in reassurance, "Walang sinumang makakagawa ng masama sa 'yo. Nasa mabuti kang kalagayan dito. (No one can hurt you now. You are safe here.)"
Kyle shook his head under extreme stress and just stated, "Mahigit sa dalawampu. (At least 20.)"
1 aswang was trouble, but over 20, Kendra brooded, was a huge problem. You needed at least an experienced fire squad to take care of just 1.
Kendra hoped that he was just seeing things but needed to see the signs for herself. In any case, she had to depart soon so that she could get out of the dense woods surrounding Lauren's place with plenty to daylight left.
"Saan ko sila puwedeng matagpuan? (Where can I find them?)" Kendra finally asked urgently.
"Malapit sa bahay ko, sa tabi ng sapa, (Near my house, along the stream,)" Kyle spat forced out before yelling in a panic and fear, "Mahabaging Diyos! Nandito na! (They are here!)"
Talan knew that was all Kyle could take and immediately sedated him delivering an injection into his IV.
Kendra leaned forward in her chair and looked down in thought running her hands through her hair then fixing her pony tail.
She did need Anjali after all and it didn't hurt to be overly prepared.
Kendra quickly gave Talan instructions to be on standby at Lauren's just in case anyone needed medical attention.
She then walked briskly out with Drake into the hall and Kendra just stated to blare out orders to him, "Dammit! Drake, I hope and pray that Kyle is seeing things because if not, we got 20 plus Aswangs in the area and I need to see if I can locate and talk to them NOW. I need your teams to make the same preparations to your weapons just like we did ASAP."
"Will do." Drake answered somewhat formally for the first time. He knew she meant business and it was for the best for everyone.
"Keep all your patrols on duty keeping the perimeter in close and tight. Suspend the teams that go out to greet any cars that may approach the mansion. Let them come to you. Is that clear?" Kendra rattled off forgetting that Drake and team in no way reported into her.
"Got it," Drake answered without wavering.
Kendra started up the steps to where Alex was and just relayed, "OK, execute now. You leave with us in 15 minutes.
Drake immediately ran off sending orders through his radio to make it into formation on time.
Kendra needed to brief her team with a plan and approached them observing that they were locked and loaded when Trick stepped out from behind Jack holding a spear.
She was confused on what Trick was doing here but bowed slightly in reverence to him.
"Kendra," Trick greeted.
"Trick, I'm sorry. You got us at a bad time. We are leaving for a patrol in less than 15 minutes," Kendra rushed out essentially saying in a nice way that she didn't have time for him.
Trick just approached her extended out the spear to her and clarified, "Dyson called and text messaged me several times and as such, I felt compelled to loan this to you. That and maybe he might stop texting me. He mentioned that you trained with a spear in your martial arts classes even going to competition a while back when you were a kid. You may want to use this."
Kendra did not accept the spear and just smiled courteously and answered, "Thanks, but I've got all the items I need here. We smell like a holy garlic factory right about now. And we do have plenty of fire power, figuratively and literally."
"I see that, but this is also blessed and more potent than anything you or your team has on you. Please. I would mean a lot to me… and Dyson, if you carry it with you," Trick extended out the spear again for Kendra to take it.
Kendra took it with both hands and bowed in thanks. She looked it over and it had history all right. It was weathered, but the 7 foot spear was well kept. It didn't see much combat observing the lack of marks and scratches on the wood staff section. It therefore looked more ceremonial and even more so due to the ornate tip.
It was dark grey hand forged steel, the tip alone was 2 feet in length, sharp on both sides as it came to a tip. While the spear head was flat as expected, the center of it came to cylinder shape ending up as a cone at the point. It seemed like it was to reinforce the tip, but with all that steel, it wasn't necessary.
"Give it a spin Kendra to see if you can work with it," Trick encouraged motioning to the spear.
Kendra really wasn't in the mood, but if the blood king asked, it was always good to at least try.
She was in the 3 story foyer of the mansion so she had enough room and stepped back in view of all.
Kendra first weighted it in her grasp tossing it horizontally in the air a short distance and found that was balanced quite well.
Perfectly as a matter of fact.
She set it on the ground horizontally in front of her and took a couple deep breaths. It had been so long since she last used a spear that she didn't know if she would be able to pull it off without embarrassing herself.
She carefully set her foot underneath it and kicked it up. It landed right where she wanted it as she caught it directly in front of her where she began to make slow purposeful for graceful movements with it working it around her body in addition to twirling it from her left side of her body to her right.
After a couple seconds of wielding the spear, Kendra knew this item well-made and increased her speed.
Kendra felt connected to this item and kept on putting on more speed until everyone including Trick just saw a blur.
Alex was impressed that Kendra could wield a long weapon like that. It seemed like the spear was an extension of Kendra.
Kendra finally executed attacks and sweeps with it with extreme precision. It was as if she never stopped using a spear.
Trick just nodded in admiration.
Kendra finally sharply halted and looked curiously and more closely at the spear in head.
It had more than history, there was something more to this weapon. Finally, along the spear tip, there were Latin inscriptions which she couldn't read but she finally made one out, and it was for word for 'Lord'.
Kendra, never taking her eyes off the inscription furrowed her brow and asked, "What does the inscription translate to?"
Trick just calmly shrugged and clarified, "In its simplest of terms, it's Latin for 'Nail of our Lord'."
Kendra was never the type of person that shocks easily but after putting everything together quickly, as if being burned set the spear down on the nearest table rapidly and then stumbled back a couple of steps point to it stammering out in awe, "FUCK Trick! Is that the Holy Lance or Spear of Destiny that was used in kill Jesus during the crucifixion?!"
Trick just laughed lightly since Kendra always keep her cool, but clarified, "Kendra, it is not the Spear of Destiny, which a Roman soldier named Longinus used to pierce His side. However, this is one of 3 spears forged with a nail used in mount Him to the cross. It is therefore the Holy Lance."
Kendra just kept snapping her gaze between the spear resting on the table to Trick still backing up more, "Please forgive me God! I didn't know." Her reaction was akin to if she cheated on Dyson and got caught.
Trick just strolled over and picked up the spear and smirked and with a comforting tone mentioned, "Kendra, it's ok. It came into my possession over a thousand years ago and I haven't had an instance when I needed to use it. Take it, just return it to me later."
Kendra just backed up even more hurriedly and just adamantly told Trick, "No! I am NOT worthy to carry such an item. I'm not even practicing in my religion."
Trick kept approaching her and finally Kendra backed into a wall. He finally asked her, "Then do you believe in this ancient artifact?"
"YES! Of course, and you let me use it like some sort of toy! This can only we wielded by a pope or archbishop at the very least," Kendra proclaimed loudly since she still feared the item and felt that if she ever touched it again, lightening would strike her down.
"Then you know why I must get it back," Trick concluded sternly bringing it forward in front her to again. "Take it. You may not need it, but at the very least it will bring you good fortune."
Kendra just hesitantly nodded and took the spear gingerly storing it securely on her backpack.
Trick just nodded turning to leave and just tersely announced to everyone, "Good Luck and good hunting."
Drake jogged back in passing Trick who on his way out. "Good to go," he reported then nodding towards Trick.
"Move out." Kendra ordered.
They headed into the woods, single file and Kendra gave Drake point to get them to Kyle's place.
Tamsin finally got the upper hand and was about to disarm Lauren and at the same time slice her head off but she stopped.
The thrall was killing her, putting her in unbearable pain, but she knew she could still do it. The thrall will punish her more later, but not now.
Tamsin pinned Lauren's thumb down again and eased up the tension on her dagger arm and growled out angrily, "And to think I VOUCHED for you to Bo TRAITOR! Go ahead, KILL ME, Doctor Kevorkian. Not only will the entire Valkyrie sisterhood be on your ass, it will be Bo that kills you for betraying her a SECOND time. And Arin, she will never forgive you. Every time you see Arin's face, you will be reminded of ME! MURDERER!"
Lauren eased up a little as well and spat back in pure hate, "And if you kill me, Bo will see what a fucking hypocrite you are who just strung her along with malicious intensions all along. She will find and love another while you live the rest of your short life in pain and agony with every fucking kiss. And Arin, you will break whatever bond you have with her because LOVE is stronger than the bond of family. Arin WILL avenge me you worthless piece of shit!"
Tamsin, even in her painfully thralled state, noted that Lauren was right. Arin did love the doctor or else her feelings would have never bled through the link. Would Arin kill her own twin sister? Normally no, but feelings clouded everything. Arin might really go through with it if she loved Lauren that much. And what of fate? Fate is what she was trying to avoid, but at the same time so far, fate, according to the Valkyrie texts were dead on. She also knew if she kept this up, the link she had with Bo would tip her off that they were in a fight for their lives.
Lauren was surprised by Tamsin's analytical ability. For a thrall, Tamsin was still all there. She loved Arin now, but Tamsin was right. How could she kill someone that looked and sounded like Arin. Arin would never forgive her either for killing Tamsin. And Bo? She was forgiving, but who knows. Tamsin made it to Bo's heart. She had yet to process the glaring fact that the entire sisterhood would be out to torture and kill her too.
Tamsin finally dropped her dagger. The pain from the thrall was just too much. She still had a lot of resentment for Lauren being right. She also realized that she needed to calm down fast and coincidentally, what Lauren had in her hand was what she needed. Tamsin just stammered out as the dagger clinked onto the floor, "I… I need a little more Doctor Lewis to ….. to take the edge off. Please."
It was then Tamsin just let her grip go and turned her head so that the needle faced Lauren better. She gave up the entire control of her destiny to a flawed human.
Lauren had no idea what to say or do. Tamsin standing down voluntarily was a first and it bothered her that Tamsin of all people believed in her so much and told Bo so. What also hit home for her was when Tamsin called her by her correct title without being sarcastic. Please was a word Tamsin never used and she used it now, not for Bo, but to her.
It was a human doctor that now had total control of everyone's lives in her hands literally and there they paused as Lauren recognized that Tamsin was doing her hardest to stay calm.
Lauren carefully delivered the correct minimum dose that Tamsin would need taking into consideration her body weight. Not a moment sooner, Lauren pulled out the needle and carefully put it on the table next to Tamsin as she backed off to the other side of the couch.
There the 2 mortal enemies sat in silence as far away as they could be but still be able to hold a more serious conversation. Both loathed how interconnected they were since death of either of them had unimaginable repercussions.
'Are you 2 OK?' Kara asked via the link. 'Bo just paused trying to see if she should intervene. I guess she sensed through the bond that something is wrong'
'No, we are fine. Just had a minor disagreement,' Tamsin communicated back and then told Lauren, "SHIT we are fucking screwed. Bo can sense I was in a physical altercation with you."
'Ummmmm does minor disagreements include daggers. Bo and I heard one, or what sounded like one hit the ground,' Kara's voice rebutted over the link.
"OH… s …. sorry," Lauren stuttered out covering her mouth.
'Just keep her in there, Kara' Tamsin rushed back.
There they sat for a moment trying to prevent Bo from checking on them. If Bo saw either of them in their current state, they would both be rebuked.
For Tamsin, Bo would see clearly that Tamsin put a knife to Lauren's neck due to the long gash.
As for Lauren, Bo would see the apparent sight of the injection since there was a big red circular welt on Tamsin's neck. That, and the needle which caused it was on Tamsin's side of the couch on top of the table for all to see.
Tamsin thought on her feet to change her state and just mentioned out of the blue, "Lauren, did I tell you of the time when I was first assigned Dyson's partner? You heard about the coffee all over the desk incident. Well I have a bigger confession." Tamsin smirked evilly even though she didn't feel like it.
"Oh… r.. really" Lauren asked unsure about this quick change of venue.
"Yea, well after he couldn't stop talking and salivating over Bo, I kind of added a small dose of menthol to Dyson's hand cream he kept in a duffel bag in the locker room and… as sure as Valkyries live in Valhalla, after Bo riled him up, he tried to do the 5 knuckle shuffle since he was so worked up. PRICELESS." Tamsin scrunched her face.
Lauren didn't expect that and just laughed loudly, "Oh my god! He came to my lab later that day and asked for something that soothed sun burn!"
Tamsin huffed out a laugh too since she didn't have that side of the puzzle, "Yep, that puppy dog had it bad."
Lauren then got the gist of what Tamsin was trying to do. She was trying to lighten the mood a little so she interjected, "Well, due to Bo's voracious appetite, I always kept my tablet next to my bed loaded with journals depicting images of open heart surgery just in case..."
Tamsin got it and spat out a laugh she was holding in and replied, "Oh my gods! You found a way to suppress Bo's feeding pattern without drugs!" That was a good one. Tamsin never tried that before but the prospects were now endless on what she could do to Bo to curb her hunger.
"Oh yes," Lauren stated with beaming with pride, "100% all natural, non-addictive"
"You go doc," Tamsin mentioned scrunching her face. She knew by now Bo would feel more at ease and that all was just fine.
Lauren finally calmed down from her laughing fit and finally just quickly stated, "I agree to your terms Tamsin. I am here to stay."
Tamsin wasn't expecting Lauren to change topics so soon. She just essentially rolled over and gave up but did she?
Lauren added quickly, "For Arin. … A.. and for Bo"
'Whoa' Tamsin thought. This is the first time she noted that Lauren put Arin first and not Bo. Lauren didn't give up after all. She was fighting for the relationship that she had with Arin.
"Are you SURE you want to do this Lauren? I think if Arin is that important to you, you can choose to move to another region and just see her when she grows up. That way you are not under my, or the gang's, microscope all the time, no pun intended. Granted you may never see the Scooby gang again, but you will have Arin. You can start anew. Just be good to her," Tamsin offered her another option which was kind of a middle ground.
Tamsin hated to live by someone else's rules, but Lauren was ok with it.
As attractive at that sounded Lauren brooded, Tamsin was right about something she just mentioned earlier. It took the whole family to clean up Bo's aftermath at times and she was already part of it. Leaving would hurt Bo as well, but in order to stay, she needed something that Tamsin could only give, "I'll stay if you agree to give me the same status as your sisters Kendra and Arin. Ummm On… on the condition I never beach your terms."
"What?" Tamsin spat out in disbelief that Lauren could even request that of her. It was bad enough they were kissing earlier, but they still had a long long way to go. "Emmmm, I hate to say this Lauren, but Odin has a better chance to becoming my brother."
Lauren knew she was treading on thin ice but carefully explained, "As sisters, we will argue and agree to disagree, but in the end respecting one another while still having each other's back. Also as sisters, we will forgive one another of our misdeeds in the past no matter how heinous. I am willing to give that all to you Tamsin. Can… Can you give this to me in return if I play by your stipulations?"
Tamsin never thought of it that way. While being a good sister to one another often required them to be at least friends, which Tamsin and Lauren weren't, Lauren was suggesting a type of truce in actuality. In exchange for Lauren following Tamsin's decree, Tamsin and her were both obligated to work together and more importantly on their relationship.
Did Tamsin want that relationship? Not really. Therefore Tamsin too would be bound by rules as well, as defined in Lauren's proposal.
"I'm under the effect of alcohol, tranquilizers and a thrall Laruen. Even if I agree, and that is a big if, I don't know if I can follow through down the line," Tamsin stated factually.
"And you don't think that I have reservations on what you just proposed to me? However, I will move heaven and earth of make it so, can you?" Lauren said smoothly but calmly rebutted scooting her way over next to Tamsin the couch.
"I HATE fate and most of all I HATE this proposed arrangement," Tamsin confessed as well glancing at Lauren sitting next to her now crossing her arming in distain.
Lauren slowly and gingerly brought Tamsin into a standard Valkyrie greeting, and said valiantly, "I concur with your assessment SISTER. So then let's go to hell together."
Tamsin had to admit; Lauren was courageous and had plenty of guts. No human or any other specie EVER becomes an honorary brother or sister to a Valkyrie without proving themselves worthy first. Lauren to her didn't even register on the scale as their foreheads finally touched but Lauren was right about something. They were both going to hell together with or without this proposal. At least this one had the slightest chance of working. One that Bo and Arin would agree upon.
Lauren knew this was a shot in the dark, but she needed Tamsin to give. Tamsin was an extension of Bo and Lauren therefore knew she could, it was a question of will she. This was what a relationship was all about. If she just agreed to Tamsin's terms as they were, she would be nothing more than a slave. They needed to be on equal footing.
Tamsin finally, in distain, spat out, "I ….. I AGREE to your terms …. You have my blood oath that I will treat you like my ….…. SISTER so long as you don't dishonor or hurt Arin or Bo. We are both taking the express lane to hell doc."
Tamsin finally and firmly engaged into the Valkyrie greeting, to which Lauren did the same.
Lauren was willing to make this sacrifice for Arin and Bo.
Tamsin was finally willing to make this sacrifice for Bo and Arin.
There the Griffin and the Eagle remained solidly locked as if by a spell which froze them in time. Each considering the implications of what they just agreed to.
Tamsin was still deep in though when Lauren pinned her to the sofa back. She was impressed that Lauren had balls after all. She was brave in her own way and THAT is what Bo saw in her.
Today a frail human showed a war hardened Valkyrie that bravery didn't necessarily mean that they could stand their ground on the battle field. It was what happened in between that mattered at well.
Also the war hardened Valkyrie demonstrated to a doctor that she had compassion and the full range of human emotions
Tamsin adeptly reversed the position and pinned Lauren on the ground and scrunched her face and murmured, "Nice try doc. Join Bo and myself later on the mat at your place if you want. Gotta teach some moves to Bo, and well, you might as well join in."
Tamsin helped Lauren up and there they sat on the floor with their backs against the couch.
Lauren glanced at Tamsin and confessed looking away embarrassed putting her index finger up in the air to make a point, "I.. I don't have much combat or… or wrestling experience."
Tamsin just huffed out a laugh, "Nor does that baby Fae succubus."
It was really odd that Tamsin felt a little better that Lauren was committed to making things right and as such was actually OK offering this to her.
"But…. But I'll be wresting with Bo and her feeding patterns… well… ummm" Lauren blushed. "Maybe just with private instruction with you."
Tamsin never thought about that. Lauren didn't want to complicate matters and that was quite noble of her. However, Tamsin needed to set better guidelines and rules so that Lauren knew what is expected when it came to Bo.
Tamsin hated talking and she only was obligated to tell all to Bo, but not Lauren, but if they were 'sisters', then they needed to work this out.
"Lauren," Tamsin rolled her eyes, "I think we need to talk about what you can and can't do with Bo in more detail."
"O… Ok," Lauren looked down at the floor. She felt like she was just about to be read the riot act.
Tamsin took a deep breath. "The reason why Bo can feed from you and me not go ballistic, is because you were… emmm RIGHT…. She needs to feed from others. I have no list but I DO have rules when she does… emmmm Fu… FEED. You can't move Bo's heart and NO ONE … ABSOLUTELY NO ONE can dominate her in bed. That is reserved for me. Now if she is dominated against her will, they will answer to me. That's it."
"That's ALL the rules you have Tamsin?" Lauren asked finally able to look at her through a side ways glance.
"Yep…. But with you as my sister, membership in my elite club has its advantages…." Tamsin smirked knowing that doc would get a kick out of this.
"Oh really," Lauren lifted a brow curiously.
"As my sister, you CAN dominate Bo because I know, as my sister, you would NEVER do anything to harm our relationship. WOULD YOU?" Tamsin asked firing a warning shot.
"No Tamsin. I respect your bond with Bo above all else and I probably need to wean myself off of her anyway … barring any emergency feed situations. I… I want to be Arin's only, if she chooses me again when she grows up," Lauren admitted.
"Good, then I guess I need to cover Arin… " Tamsin said deep in thought but Lauren interjected.
"Umm Tamsin? While I can pull myself away from Bo …. I… I think Bo still wants to ummmmm be … intimate with me," Lauren said in a morse tone talking to the floor.
"Doc… she is a SUCCUBUS," Tamsin exhaled and looked up and finally blurted out, "Oh fuck it! Doc, she still thinks you're one of the hottest, most intelligent humans on heels. DAMMIT. You could walk into that room right NOW and just recite the table to elements and Bo would fuck your brains out since that would be her mating call. And SHIT, the way you cook for her…. Awww crap…. You can tell Bo to do anything since the way to her heart is sometimes through her stomach. Gods I can barely make an omelet right."
Tamsin shot her hands high into the air giving everything up in defeat and just kept looking up at the ceiling as she leaned back to rest the back of her head on the seat of the couch.
"Shit. NOW do you know WHY I wanted to put the fucking 2 of you back together again in the first place," Tamsin just mumbled out shaking her head. "Now…. well, things just keep getting better by the minute."
Lauren was in utter shock to hear this confession from Tamsin. All this time, it was really Tamsin's intension to put her back together with Bo and now she knew why. Bo STILL had a thing for her and Tamsin knew it deep down. She found it odd that Tamsin still let her back in Bo's life. If roles were reversed, Tamsin would not only be on a no feed list, but also a restraining order.
"I… I don't know what to say," Lauren stammered out looking over to the splayed out Valkyrie who was giving up everything to her as a sister now. "I didn't move in on Bo at the church Tamsin because… because, I… I KNEW you loved Bo and were strong enough to keep her out of trouble. Even without all the science, you still found a way."
"Nope, Bo needs you in her life and I know it. You stopped Bo from sucking us dry right now so… " Tamsin confessed.
Lauren cut her off and then mentioned, "Arin told me about the bait and switch and ensuing threesome which saved her life from the Cephalix poisoning agent. You did just fine without science."
Tamsin felt her cheeks get red. Apparently, Arin trusted Lauren enough to tell her everything.
Tamsin finally sat back up straight and huffed out a laugh to cover her embarrassment, "Well, had to do something and the threesome wasn't really part of the antidote."
"I… I know…. But Arin … well she found it kinda cool of you to let and help her explore… other avenues," Laruen smirked to Tamsin.
"Yea, because I was kind of over protective of her, but I realized that if she didn't sample the other things in life without controlled guidance, she might end up in my same boat," Tamsin looked down and away.
Lauren couldn't believe how deep Tamsin thought. She always acted like she didn't care, but all along, in everything she was doing, she did it deliberately for a reason. And the talk session they were having right now where Tamsin was telling all was only something she got from Arin.
Tamsin switched topics quickly and then informed Lauren, "You know it may take up to 2 years for Arin to be fully grown, but I that time, she will start to remember you. If it is love you 2 had, she will come back to you."
Lauren just forced out an exhale and said, "Valkyries are not exactly the same in each life time, you know that. She may just remember me as some sort of fling although I am hopeful"
"You forget, Arin was reborn early. She will remember EVERYTHING with emotional attachment. If she loved you, yea doc, she will eventually find her way back to you," Tamsin admitted. From her time with Bo, she knew that emotions connected to an event embossed it onto your memory and made that memory permanent.
Lauren, in the spirit of sharing, let Tamsin know formally, "Arin instructed Hrist in the event of her death to give me her tessens to hold on to."
'Holy shit!' Tamsin thought in bewilderment to Kara, 'Arin and the doc are not only foretold in the Valkyrie ancient texts in addition to myself and Bo, but FUCK Arin made arrangements to pass her tessens to Laruen!'
'OK,' Kara returned to Tamsin kneeling seductively nude in front of her propped up phone on the bed with Bo behind her reaching around cupping and covering Kara's breast. Kara was covering her sex. Bo was standing behind her nibbling at Kara's ear looking directly at the camera too before the camera when off. 'Well then, it is not a question of IF Arin will return to Lauren, but when. Damn Tamsin. I thought I had a complex life.'
After the click, like kids doing something they weren't supposed to do reposed again, kneeling on the bed facing one another to cover up most of their assets but French kissed in a hug as the camera on the phone snapped again.
"Damn Bo, are you SURE you aren't dark? How'd you think up of this stuff. Jason's not gonna make it to the end of his shift without exploding," Kara chuckled.
"Tamsin did this to me and I'm just spreading the love," Bo emphatically stated still in the hug but Bo's teeth pulled on her tip for another pose and another picture.
"Did it work?" Kara smirked pretending to spank Bo's ass for another picture.
"Oh fuck yea, I lost a bet whoring myself in a precinct full of cops and I was all drained in the end," Bo brought Kara back into a tight hug squeezing Kara's ass for another shot, "Just like Jason will be in less than a minute."
"Fuck I don't doubt it. He may suffer from tennis elbow or a sprained wrist at this point and he doesn't play tennis," Kara cackled tackling Bo to lay her prostrate while Kara lay right on top of her for another kiss still while covering most of their assets.
*click*
Bo pretended to spank Kara and quipped innocently with a shrug, "Work place injuries happen all the time, hope he's part of a union, but we may melt all the freaking cell towers in the area long before then."
*click*
Kara just cackled again. She just couldn't believe that Bo was this fun. All the gods and even heroes she knew were so stuck up. Tamsin was a really lucky Valkyrie she brooded.
Tamsin knew that when a Valkyrie fell in the field in defense of their assigned warrior or hero, another would take their place. The enchanted weapons that the Valkyrie carried, if not lost in war, were returned. In the case of Sigun, before she died, let it be known to the next Valkyrie to give her hero her battle ax. It was a symbolic gesture to show that she would be back, willing to set her life down again if necessary. This one act spread through the sisterhood but was seldom used since few heroes impressed Valkyries. What Arin just did was in essence guaranteed Lauren that she would find her way back to her. Arin would sooner or later remember her tessens and that Lauren had them. Now with her emotions all still there, they would probably have no issues with starting where they left off.
"It means that Arin will come back to you Lauren," Tamsin said solemnly.
"I… I know … but she's a kid now," Lauren confessed looking down dejected.
"Now that we are on the topic of Arin, you need to wait about 2 years until she is of full age" Tamsin relayed looking over to Lauren to observe her.
"Of course," Lauren responded confidently, "I was willing to wait 3 to 4 years after all."
Tamsin observed that Laruen was on the level and that was good, so she continued, "Treat her like a sister until she remembers and is of full grown age. That also means you need to tone down your relationship with Bo at the VERY LEAST when she is around. And when she does remember, you need to be upfront with Arin and she will let you know what to do about Bo in your lives. Valkyries are extremely jealous and possessive when it comes to love. You know that already."
"Thanks for being upfront with me Tamsin," Lauren concluded.
Lauren was really glad Tamsin was no longer holding information back and felt that they did stand a chance to get this sister thing to succeed. She then felt her neck and the bleeding had stopped and then looked at Tamsin whose welt was pretty large.
Tamsin knew what Lauren was thinking. How were they going to explain they injures to Bo. No doubt they were in for an admonishing.
"Shit, Bo's gonna kill me for putting a knife to you," Tamsin admitted darting her glance away.
"And.. and she won't be very happy what I did to you either," Lauren followed up and rubbed her forehead while she was looking down. She did finally offer, "We could say we had rough sex."
Tamsin smirked. At least Lauren had a sense of humor and huffed out a laugh until she turned to look at Lauren and she was serious.
"Emmm Hello? WHAT sex? Our physical altercation was short and sounded like it was a fight," Tamsin huffed out and rolled her eyes to the ceiling.
"We can try," Lauren offered weakly not being able to stare Tamsin in the eyes.
Tamsin immediately knew that Lauren was willing to try but was kind of tapped out and so was she.
Tamsin just gave up and in a monotone voice said what was on both of their minds, "Well doc. *I* am kind of drained between keeping Bo occupied AND the foursome. Not knocking you Doc. You're hot and all but. I can't."
Lauren just exhaled in defeat and mentioned, "Yea, And my muscles were so tired in the foursome that they switched to anaerobic respiration. I… I can actually FEEL the lactic acid build up in my system. I … I could never keep up with her even when it wasn't a feed."
Then Lauren pondered the situation more and offered, "We can fake it."
Tamsin puffed out a laugh. She was glad the Lauren was trying to find a way to save their collective asses but rebutted, "I tried to fake that I reached the top of Mount Saint Everest and she knew even through one of my best performances. Fuck, I paid later since she still got my volcano to erupt."
Lauren snickered, "I tried that too and …. And failed but since Bo is in your room probably deflowering Kara again, we can fake it to less of a degree, we just need to recreate the requisite noises. And as for Bo, I believe she knows if you are faking it due to your aura which is closely connected with an endorphin release, WHICH I have a couple shots in my bag for Bo in case I suppressed her urge to feed too much with that injection I just gave her. We.. WE can fake it, then give ourselves the injections for the finale."
An evil grin spread across Tamsin's face as she nudged the doc. "You mean to tell me we CAN fake it just with the stuff you have on you?! And you're willing to try?!"
"Yes. I beats the alternative that we would have to explain ourselves and possibly get the riot act read to us from Bo," Laruen grinned tightly.
"Then SISTER. Let's go make some noise!" Tamsin huffed out with laugh.
Dyson was busy for the last couple hours reading several books in the Dire Wolf Archives on Aswangs, when he heard someone approach and it was Grizzal from the smell. He was walking towards him and detected no other scents so it was probably safe. Also fights in the Dire Wolf compound were forbidden.
Grizzal just leaned on a book case in view of Dyson and just said calmly in a relaxed manner, "Dyson, do you ALWAYS have to rub salt on our wounds every time you come here? You got your life mate and you are more than free to ride off into the sunset with her."
Dyson sort of knew what he was referring to. Although he had every right to be there, his association with Kendra "Widow Maker" Shaw riled everyone up. He was treated like the enemy as people spat at the ground in front of him, growled and someone turned their back to him if they were nice. Others who lost their love at canal street yelled at him in a hysterical fit.
This was the price he paid for love with a human but more importantly, a human who managed to, in a surprise turn of events kill several hundred of them in one sitting.
Dyson loved Kendra and didn't regret his decision to make her his life mate. The price of him being literally hated by his own kind was worth it and he would do it again. He lost Bo and there was no way in hell he was going to let Kendra go too. It was not due to the fear of being alone, but more so, he found true love in the most unexpected place. A human who loved and held her own as a warrior.
"You and I both know we are still awaiting that decision from the council," Dyson looked up.
"Look Dyson," Grizzal offered, "You just can't show up and ask for summary decision from them like ordering a burger through a drive through. We need to convene and discuss."
"Congratulations Grizzal by the way for making a seat on the Dire Wolf council last week. I hear that as an elder in the council, you have the power to request for an emergency session," Dyson leaned back in his chair assessing Grizzal.
"I…" Grizzal stopped abruptly and sniffed that air and looked behind him. He took a defensive stance.
Dyson did too and multiple shifters were approaching fast. It was only confirmed they were up to no good when he heard growling and snarling.
A shifter lunged at Dyson from behind but he elbowed him knocking him out cold. He jerked his head to look toward Grizzal as Grizzal tripped a shifter which sent her flying into a book case then slamming into another to make him fly into another isle.
"FUCK Dyson, I have NO idea why I am defending you!" Grizzal growled wolfing out.
Dyson shifted as well and drop kicked a shifter and then elbowed one that got in too close.
Grizzal rolled onto his back pulling a shifter that ran into him and catapulted a shifter onto the table which broke on his landing.
Security teams then filtered in quickly even though the fight was over.
"Take them AWAY and let them spend the night in a cell in the basement," Grizzal ordered shifting back.
"Thanks brother," Dyson admitted solemnly with a nod.
Grizzal just shook his head and muttered, "Dyson. You'd better get out of here. I don't know what other ambushes await you but I need to remove myself from looking like I have your side. Besides, if you remember, I'm the one trying to put a hit out on Kendra and I still stand by that."
Dyson nodded as 3 members of a SWAT team appeared in full gear marching towards them.
Grizzal then looked up and nodded to a woman in front who had the rank of captain with the number 101 on the badge of her uniform. She looked familiar but he didn't know where from. Her last name was "Tate".
Grizzal turned to Dyson and just clarified, "You are doing what's right for your life mate and I do admire that Dyson. But I have to do what is right from within our laws even more so now that I am a council member. Granted I won't vote on whether Kendra will be considered as one of us, but I can't let this place go to hell in a hand basket either."
"Thank you brother for your patience," Dyson nodded.
Grizzal got a little worked up glaring, at him, "Brother?! Dyson, 158 shifters, YOUR BROTHERS, DIED at Canal Street in the 69th at the hands the widow maker, YOUR LIFE MATE, and they were the LUCKY ones. All the rest are so mauled up because of the FUCKING slug rounds that they will need to be cared for for the rest of their lives. And do I need to mention the ones she tranq'd? It was filled with so much SHIT that they can't SHIFT anymore you FUCKER! Sure I can call out a hit on Tamsin too, but it was Kendra that approved and executed all because I killed her fuck toy. And her brother?! That pysco bitch thinks that I was the one that shot him up full of drugs. No he did that fine all by himself. "
Dyson knew he hit a nerve and rightfully so. He was a shifter that was not only defending what seemed to be a genocidal maniac, but trying to get her into the shifter family.
"I'm sorry," Dyson said calmly and sincerely as he could when the 3 SWAT members took perimeter positions facing away from Dyson and Grizzal to form a defensive barrier in case anyone else tried to do something.
"You want to TALK about JUSTICE Dyson?" Grizzal pointed at a book which had their codec of laws. "She broke about EVERY law in there and YOU are defending her. So let's just roll out the rug and welcome that murderer into our home!"
Dyson thought quickly on his feet and rebutted, "The laws make no considerations for other Fae and humans which we live among and must get along with in harmony. Don't you think that murdering humans indiscriminately like pests is a problem? Don't you think that one day there would have been a reckoning?"
"It's OUR LAWS, YOUR LAWS. Shifter laws darn it! You ARE one of us lest you forget. WE were your brothers and sister before this fucking fanatical human came into the picture. I'd rattle off more insults about humans but I DON'T need another fight to go down right about now. AGREEDED?" Grizzal spat out with hate dripping off every word.
Dyson knew there was a time and a place to argue with Grizzal, but now was not the time.
Grizzal turned away and talked to the book case in front to him, "Dyson, I have asked Captain Mia Tate and some of her team to be onsite when I heard you were here. She happened to be in the area. She is NOT part of the security team at this compound and THEY will escort you out. I think you very well know the reason why. Lots of shifters here want you dead and I do too BUT for the sake of peace, this is all the love I have left for you."
Grizzal grumbled and walked away nodding to Mia who nodded back informally.
Dyson packed up what books he needed under the watch of Mia. Her face looked familiar and WHY was she here? From last recollection, precinct 101 was far out of the way from here.
He sized up Mia and he couldn't tell her build but looked like she had a medium set bone structure. She held a dead serious demeanor. She was a Caucasian brunette with brilliant bright blue eyes and just below shoulder length straight hair in a ponytail. She also had on thin class 3 body armor, the type of high tech armor that could only be afforded by the most well-funded precincts. Her MP5 looked new but it also had a high tech display in tandem with a scope. Her radio tucked in her vest pocket was ultra-thin and it looked like a cell phone almost.
Her holstered Glock also had on it what looked like newer rail sites combined with a high capacity magazine. It seemed custom built.
He walked the halls with a SWAT member in the front and the rear. Mia walked beside Dyson with her MP5 ready to fire.
Mia was all business and Dyson could tell she was a little nervous probably stemming from the fact that there could be an ambush at any moment.
Shifters that were coming towards them growled but got out of the way. The local security did their best to move people out of the way ahead of them.
Dyson became aware that the exit was blocked in the main lobby with shifters young and old chanting in an angry mob, "MURDERER!" While others yelled, "Human sellout!" As Dyson got closer they changed their chant as they said in unison repeating over and over, "It's our law, kill Kendra Shaw!"
He had no idea he was hated that much. Apparently the hours he spent in the compound must have given other shifters time to amass in numbers.
Mia grumbled to herself and then just ordered "South Exit. Now."
Not a moment sooner they were working their way through a small hall.
Dyson knew this exit, it was a fire exit that was used sometimes when anyone of celebrity status wanted to leave stealthily.
"Hold." Mia said accessing her smart phone on her forearm. She looked like she was tapping into the security camera system for the facility.
"Movement, 10 meters ahead," The lead SWAT member announced keeping his MP5 pointed down range.
Dyson saw nothing, but he was looking at his phone too which was on his forearm as well. This team had a lot of technology.
"South entrance is an ambush," Mia stated looking at the security camera just outside the south door, "and is that your car out front?
Dyson looked over to her phone and saw his car in flames. "Crap. It is.
"Movement 6 meters beyond the door," he announced.
"SHIT," Mia hesitated, "Lock and load. We need to get to the basement garage Mr. Wolfbane. IS THERE another way?"
Dyson thought about it and it was a definite NO.
"I was ordered to NOT cause any bloodshed UNLESS absolutely necessary, so if you have any ideas beyond charging the rabid crowd, NOW would be the time," Mia let out frustrated.
The rear SWAT member informed, "Movement, 12 meters closing."
They were boxed in. Dyson looked around and saw a vent shaft above them and then it hit him. That was the intake vent that led to the basement and maybe to the garage too.
"Up there, the vent Mia, it leads to the basement HVAC!" Dyson announced.
Mia looked up and assessed its size.
Dyson though the same thing too. It was too small for the remainder of Mia's team to go through with all their gear on, but MAYBE it will fit Dyson and Mia. At the very least if he left, presumably the team would safe.
It was quick as Dyson was hoisted up by the rear SWAT member and opened the vent. He wedged in and it was a tight fit but managed, he was about close the vent when Mia tossed her MP5 to another team member and pulled herself up into the vent. She had a lot of upper body strength.
"It's ok Mia, I'll manage form here," Dyson stated, but Mia continued.
"You need to get OUT of the compound and the only way is in my truck," Mia wedged in the vent as well facing Dyson as he closed the vent right on time.
The angry crowd charged down the hall and skipped over the remaining SWAT members looking for Dyson.
They both peered down through the grate and Dyson smirked, "Nice move Captain."
"Let's go." Mai stated formally.
Dyson had no idea why she was so uptight so he worked his way back while Mia who was facing him work her way towards him in this very tight vent.
It was part way down when Dyson started to see expressions of near panic on Mia's face.
"MIA. LOOK at me. What's wrong?" Dyson asked urgently.
Mia finally did look him in the eyes and said, "I'm getting claustrophobic."
Dyson knew that out of all people, he should be the one that was, but Mia probably was never in this situation before he surmised. He had been in enough instances where he was able to desensitize himself to this.
"Mia, just look at me. Don't pay attention to the space, just concentrate on breathing. Relax your muscles like you are in bed all right?" Dyson said softly even with the sound of people feverishly trying to find him.
It took almost 5 minutes but Mia finally calmed down enough to where she her breathing slowed.
Now that Dyson was face to face with her, he realized where he recognized her from. Mia Tate was a renowned service member and hero from Afghanistan. She was also a famous sniper and leader of the SWAT team in precinct 101. He imaged her a little taller. Kendra really didn't have much to say about her. As a matter of fact, Kendra always switched channels when news came on about her.
Dyson was about to move when Mia accessed her phone and pulled up schematics for the facility to include the vent system. After a coupe swipes, she showed Dyson the diagram of the system. It was as he thought but it was reassuring that it was confirmed.
They inched their way through the network of ducts and Mia was still having issues dealing with the enclosed space so Dyson just asked her, "Mia, concentrate on my voice, not where you are. So the hundred and first is a long ways away. A 10 plus hour drive if I'm not mistaken. What brings you here?"
Mia just answered shaking off the feeling of where she was, "I was paying my respects to my God Father to congratulate him on his acceptance to the Dire Wolf Counsel. I was enroute when he called with an urgent request for a favor to safe guard you, Mr. Wolfbane."
"Just call me Dyson. How is Grizzal your God Father since I assume you are human," Dyson asked although from her smell alone he knew she was human. They snaked around a corner.
"Grizzal is my God Father since he saved me when I was 6 when I got lost in the woods. I was surrounded wolves and he warded them off with a simple glance. My adopted parents were so thankful that they insisted that Grizzal be part of the family. I didn't know he was a shifter until late in my college years when both my adopted parents passed," Mia confessed wiggling past another corner.
"So Grizzal is essentially your father now?" Dyson asked again surprised that Grizzal had a heart. He never chose a life mate so it was hard to fathom that he would have a daughter.
"Yes, but I live my own life. He let me choose which world I wanted to belong to and Jim and Mike with me are my most trusted people on my team. We know of the Fae world but do our very best to stay out of it," she informed. They both reached a vertical duct which had ladder rungs on it and was wider. It was then they started to descend to the basement.
"Mia, I honestly didn't know about you. Grizzal never told anyone," Dyson stated factually, finally reaching the basement.
Mia made to the bottom as well and pulled out a multi-purpose tool began to work the screws to the basement vent but whispered, "If this was common knowledge, we would both be at risk, now even more so since he is on the council. As it stands now, people here think I am just some superstar with Grizzal as my generous donor. "
Mia opened the vent slowly and they both exited into the HVAC room.
It didn't take long to meet up with her team in the garage who informed Mia and Dyson that GPS trackers were put on their police vehicles.
Mia thought quickly and asked Jim and Mike to take both trackers and go to a truck stop and put them on trucks leaving the stop. That way if the shifters wanted Dyson, they'd need to go a long way to find nothing.
Mia left with Dyson hidden in the back seat.
Once safely away from the compound, Dyson took that passenger seat.
Next stop? Time go to Lauren's place to see Kendra and he was stuck with Mia for now since his car turned into firewood.
Bo and Kara had to pick their jaws off the floor as they looked wide eyed at their door. Tamsin and Lauren were literally wrecking the living room and at times the kitchen to what sounded like extremely rough sex.
"Ahhhh you bitch Tamsin! FUCK! You stole my Bo away from me! Of fuck yea… right there! You enjoy sloppy seconds! Muuuuuuuuuuuch ahhhh! Ahhh! Oh!"
Lauren was sitting on the coffee table clothed beating it hard with her fists rhythmically then yelled at the top of her lungs, "I hope you enjoyed my taste when you went down on my Bo! Ahhh Ahhh ahhhh!"
"Touché sis," Tamsin whispered with a huge grin.
"And all it took was one taste of me and she forgot all about you doc!" Tamsin yelled sitting on the couch slapping the leather open handed to make a spanking sound.
"Bo DROPPED her clothes and THREW herself at me once I told her I'd save you sorry ass (SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!). I turned into her knight in shining armor and she could not HELP but to take my armor all off! (SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!)"
"AHHHH!" Lauren yelled in pain and got up from the table with Tamsin's queue.
"Switch," Tamsin whispered.
Lauren swept all of the items on the tea table aggressively to the ground, papers, pens, knives, and weapon parts made a loud clattering sound.
Tamsin then flipped the table over making a loud rumble and beat the floor.
Lauren then yelled sitting on the sofa, "You can have my crumbs and LEFT OVERS BITCH! (SLAP SLAP SLAP). While *YOU* were busy with your cloak and dagger routine HIDING THE TRUTH about Bo from me (SLAP SLAP SLAP). I moved in on your BELOVED SISTER ARIN! (SLAP!).
"AHHH AHH AHH! Don't you DARE touch her bitch!" Tamsin yelled beating the ground shaking the room.
"Oh oh" Lauren stuttered trying to think up of more material, "(*SLAP!*) Bo isn't the only one that knows how to do a SNEAK ATTACK! (SLAP!)"
Tamsin worked with Lauren beating the floor and just yelled, "You KEEP your HANDS OFF HER! AHHH FUCK! Shit where did you learn that! What are you gonna teach her, how to BORE enemies to death in combat with your science shit!"
Lauren smirked and yelled back beating the floor, "I'll teach her how a REAL woman needs to be handled .."
Tamsin yelled, "I'm … Noooooooooooooo! I'm! I'm! Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!"
"Just like I'm handling you now!," Lauren yelled to the door and signaling Tamsin to yell louder.
"Noooooooooooo! Cooooooooooooooommmming! Nooooooooooooooooo!" Tamsin screeched stamping the floor.
"I'm going to BANG Arin soo much that I'm going to KNOCK that fucking halo off her head!"
"Noooooooo! Can't stop! Commmming! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Tamsin stomped her feat then threw plates and silverware across the room.
"I'll bang her so hard" Lauren shouted, "That ARIN will walk bow legged the rest of this freaking life time!"
Tamsin shot a glance at Lauren of utter shock. That was not only unexpected but a little over the line.
Lauren covered her mouth and mouthed sorry, and Tamsin just kept yelling like she was coming down from a high.
Tamsin changed to a grin and signaled her to continue. Lauren's 'sister' status gave her a lot more slack which she forgot for a moment. Tamsin giggled and signaled to change positions once more.
Lauren strode quickly to the desk and swept the table top aggressively and everything again went to the floor in a loud cacophony of clatter.
"I LEARNED a torture technique from BO that works on every single thing out there with a sex drive," Tamsin huffed out.
Lauren beat the table and screamed, "AHHH!"
"I call it being 'pleasured in compliance'!" Tamsin growled then whispered into Lauren's ear, "You are cuffed to the desk not able to release. Got it?"
Lauren nodded quickly and smirked saying softly, "OK"
Kara and Bo stopped sexting Jason all together as they concentrated on the wild grudge sex match that was going on outside.
Bo just said off handed with concern only for Kara to hear, "Oh shit. Not that torture technique Tamsin. Lauren is so screwed figuratively and literally."
"SHIT! AHHH A little more!... Oh Ah! Ah!... " came from the door.
Kara glanced at her phone as Jason feverishly wanted to join with both of them via text and she just let out a tight laugh.
"Let me COME! Tamsin! PLEASE!" Lauren begged outside with banging noises.
Kara looked over to Bo and just murmured, "Lauren's just about to learn why you don't fuck with a Valkyrie."
"It's MISTRESSESS! Mistress! Say it slut!" Tamsin growled and demanded.
"Noooo… Neve… AHHHH! Shit yea! (thud, thud, thud)" Lauren screamed.
"Oh no Lauren," Bo pleaded softly. "Don't say that, you'll only make it worse for yourself."
Kara cackled and shot a glance at Bo, "5, 4, 3, 2, …"
"Argggggggg! MISTRESS! Mistress PLEASE let me come! (Crash) PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!" Lauren's voice boomed loud and clear into the room.
"Now comes the terms of surrender," Bo lifted a brow up never removing her gaze from the door.
"GIVE me your word that you will never TOUCH Arin until *I* or HER MOM, Bo say so! Got it! (SLAP SLAP SLAP)," Tamsin roared.
"Ahhh! (Bang, crash, thud thud thud). Ahhh!... Never!… SHIT!... (thud, thud), FUCK YOU BITCH! Arrrrrg!" Filled into the room, Lauren squealing for both plain and pleasure.
Kara smirked and interjected putting her arm around Bo, "10 minutes"
Bo just waved Kara's estimate off and said, "I hate to say this about Lauren, but 5… may be less than."
Kara looked at her watch and Bo turned to Kara and asked, "Was I right about Jason not making it to the end of his shift?"
"Uggggggggggggggggggggg! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Fucking cunt! Nooooo! More! MORE!"
Kara accessed her phone quickly and just got all red in the face and just meekly mentioned "2 times already. Don't think his one eyed snake is a threat anymore. He wants a third time with me and you, SPECIAL AGENT…. I .. I mean Goddess of the.."
"Stop it Kara," Bo nudged her back. "Bo. Just Bo is fine."
"Lauren! AGREE to NEVER touch Arin without me or Bo allowing it… NOW!" Tamsin shouted.
"Naaaaa! Fuck Tams…. MISTRESSES Please let me come! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! (BANG THUD BANG!)"
Kara snickered reading her phone, "Jason didn't know you packed so much heat Bo. NOT that I'm jealous, but Jason already knows that I bring the heat."
"I'm just warming him up for you Kara. You know how much fun it will be teasing him about our tryst but he won't be able to touch me," Bo smirked then shrugged. "But maybe down the line, who knows."
"AHHHH! PROMISE to make be crest AFTER I agree Mistress! PROMISE meeeeeeeeee Ahhhh!" Lauren pleaded in a yell.
"How do you want it, SLUT! (SLAP!)" Tamsin demanded.
"H… H.. HARD and FAST. Don't fucking stop until I have…."
"Have what doc!" Tamsin demanded to Lauren.
"Multiple orgasms ONE after another, the way Bo could never accomplish with me! Ugggg! Ugggg!" Lauren roared.
Bo's jaw dropped. She never knew Lauren was into.
"DONE! Then YOU know what to fucking do to get it SLUT!" Tamsin yelled.
"Tamsin… I prom … iaeee! (POUND)," Lauren was cut off by what sounded like a submission move as the apartment shook violently.
"How do you address me BITCH!" Tamsin roared.
"IIIIIII Yield! No more Mistresses! (AHHHHH!) I give you my word. I will NEVER betray Arin or Bo again! I also give you my word, punishable by death, I will NOT make a move on Arin until Bo or you say so!"
"PROMISE Lauren?!" Tamsin demanded.
"I gave you my word!... (AHHHH!) IIIIIIII promise Mistress!" Lauren yelled.
"Good slut! You may now call me Tamsin and multiple orgasms COMING UP!"
"Ohhhh FUCK! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Lauren yelled.
Tamsin took a sip of water just sitting on the couch with Lauren like 2 friends watching TV. They were both still fully clothed.
Between Lauren's faked orgasms, Tamsin handed the water bottle to Lauren to hydrate.
Tamsin smiled manically knowing that Lauren was making one of her best performances ever and clapped silently on the third one.
After the third one, Lauren started to strip and Tamsin did the same.
Lauren added, "Wow Tamsin, you just made me forget all about Bo. You sure have some talented phalanges. The exacting pressure and action you applied on my vaginal canal was… was… HEAVEN."
Tamsin snickered as they hugged one another and leaned against the door to her room.
Lauren messed up Tamsin's hair due and her own then pulled an injection out of her bag and administered half the shot in her buttocks and then gave Tamsin the other half.
Tamsin felt the high and Lauren was too judging by her expression. It really did feel like she just crested.
Tamsin hugged Lauren and whispered into her awaiting ear, "This was FUN. Can we do it again?"
Lauren suppressed a snicker an eagerly nodded. "Show time."
Tamsin opened the door slowly holding Lauren's hand.
Bo and Kara were still in bed picking their jaws off the floor.
Tamsin and Lauren just calmly sat on the bed and Bo was still speechless, so Tamsin spoke first, "Lauren and I had some things for work out."
"Some things?" Bo questioned raising and eye brow. "I was about to call in a hostage negotiator."
Lauren and Tamsin giggled and Lauren followed up waving it off, "We had a chat Bo. Nothing more."
Kara finally interrupted, "You two must have had moments of tense and intense sister bonding time."
"Emmm Yep," Tamsin said with a click, "LOTS of those."
All erupted in laughter as they got dressed to leave.
It was late afternoon already so Kara left to see Jason.
Lauren still had to be standby for Kendra and team so she left in her car, followed by Tamsin and Bo trailing behind her.
Tamsin filled Bo in on everything during the trip about Lauren's research and the crest of Arin and Lauren, in addition to their own.
Bo was amazed that Arin and Lauren were an item. It also stuck her odd how interconnected they all were. She was happy though that Tamsin and Lauren 'worked out' their differences.
Bo hoped all the puzzle pieces she was getting would all fall into place sooner and not later, without any problems.
A/N: Mia Tate is referenced in chapter 46 as Drake having the hots for her and who is Drake with right now? Can you say trouble is coming?
Hope you like how Tamsin and Lauren smoothed things out. Don't you just love 'cooperation'?
If you are able to read the Kendra and Kyle dialogue directly, then please be patient. I need lots of people to translate for me and Tagalog has one of the worst translations online as compared to other better documented languages (like Spanish).
Next chapter title: Dire (Wolf) Consequences .. stay tuned.
Ya know, the way they cast Tamsin better change and soon. S05E01 was REALLY hard to watch. Bo was awesome and all, but Tamsin. Uggg. For those that read my earlier rant on it, I still stand by it but I will WAIT until S05E04 for final judgement since I HEAR there is a Valkubus scene ... Not getting my hopes up too high though looking at the past track record after the ends of S3. Sigh...