Again... I remain astonished at how amazing you all are! :D Sorry it's been longer then I hoped but the chapters are pretty long and I want to keep them that way, end of the semester is kicking my butt. I found it in my heart and inspiration to kick this out though! Hope it lives up to everyone's expectations and stays awesome.

Lemme know how it goes!


A Warrior's Bond – Chapter 3

Tamsin chugged down what was left of her coffee in an effort to shake off the restless sleep she had gotten the night before. She rolled her neck with a groan while slamming the empty mug down on the counter in her modest apartment.

The night terror continued to plague her thoughts as she stared off into space. Emilina was right, if she kept up this…whatever the hell it was with Bo, she was going to doom her to an eternity without peace. She wouldn't wish that fate upon her worst of enemies—well…maybe that bitch of a gypsy for starting this in the first place—let alone the woman that she was very quickly falling for.

Wait…falling for!?

Tamsin turned around with a groan of frustration as she made her way to her closet, digging around for a jacket. She couldn't think such things if she wanted any hope in saving Bo's soul. This was all her fault anyway! If the brunette wasn't so damn irresistible…and brave…and breathtaking—

Tamsin shook her head clear again as she shrugged into her leather jacket, adjusting the way it fell across her shoulders when she sees the twinkle of silver behind the rack of hanging clothes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she pushes the hangars aside to reveal her Valkyrie armor hanging from hooks on the back wall of her closet. She runs her fingers along the cool metal with a longing sigh.

She closed the creaking door slowly as she turned away from her uniform, which she hadn't felt gracing her body in nearly a century…not since that night. But she adjusted…she was easily welcomed by other Dark Fae. A fostered Valkyrie who didn't answer to the whim of Valhalla intrigued many, however they learned quickly she was no fool to be played with, lest they end up doubting their life even existed in the first place.

Her detached lifestyle of moving from one target to the next seemed to take all her anxiety about the gypsy curse she lived with. But…each time she used her powers, a lock of hair would shed from her scalp in reminder of the penance that was placed upon her being. But she lived on, with no attachments and no focus on the power of worthy warriors she wouldn't have to worry about forsaking one of them to an eternity of wandering the planes of existence and—

Tamsin's internal babble was cut off at the realization of her own words. She darted to the nightstand by her bed, ripping the drawer open and digging around the various junk she kept before finding the folded tarot card, marred by the bright red ink.

It had to be a cruel joke. And here she thought it was bad enough that her employer wanted Bo dead…they also know about her curse. And they wanted Tamsin to be the one to sentence Bo to misery. She was in way over her head here, which was quickly becoming clear.

She threw the card back into the nightstand and made her way for the door, set on confronting Trick of her situation. Tamsin grabbed the keys to her truck and yanked the door open, startled by the presence on her doorstep as she plowed into them, knocking them both backwards into the grass with a yelp.

"Geeze…talk about knocking a girl off her feet." The blonde heard Bo tease with a chuckle from her position beneath her, "You alright?" the brunette said softly as piercing blue eyes locked into dark brown, getting lost in the sensations that sprung at their intertwined bodies.

Bo's breath was taken away by the effect the bright sun had on Tamsin. Her hair sparkled and her skin seemed to glow and her eyes took on the qualities of a tropical ocean—calming and dangerous all at once. The brunette swallowed the lump in her throat as she continued to shamelessly trail her eyes over the beauty radiating before her in awe. Bo reached up and gently tucked a stray lock of hair behind Tamsin's ear, leaving her hand to caress the Valkyrie's creamy cheek, earning a sigh of contentment.

Instinct was driving them as the women breathed the passion charged air between them. Tamsin's thoughts were racing, as well as colliding into one another. Her head told her to run, but her heart was screaming to just lose herself to the sparks flying about her.

Bo bit her lip in an effort to hold herself back only to find herself robotically coming closer to the blonde's lips. She knew that this was wrong…her breakup was still fresh and she didn't want Tamsin to think she was no better then a rebound.

Eventually, the blondes senses won out as she cleared her throat and backed away from Bo, "Uh…yeah. Sorry for taking you down like that." She mumbled while reaching a hand out to help the brunette to her feet.

"Let's just call it even then? You save my life then try and take me out the next day?" she responds with a charming smile and twinkle in her eye that makes the blonde swoon a little where she stands.

"Sounds fair." Tamsin replies with a sincere smile before looking away, trying her hardest not to alert Bo to the feelings sparking inside of her. She remembered hearing the brunette saying something about being able to read the passions inside of someone. Speaking for her species, it was a genius power to use when she needed a feed.

"So, anyways! We were gonna hang out at the Dal today. Play pool, enjoy the perks of being family of the owner and get free drinks, you in?" Bo asks, the light curl of her lips showing how much she wanted Tamsin to say yes.

She's starting to feel the pull too…God say no, say no—

"Sure, I was heading that way anyway."

Damn it!

"Great! I'll drive. I think it's time I introduced you to my baby." Bo stated happily, leading the blonde towards her Camaro.

As soon as Bo's back was turned Tamsin winced dramatically to herself and slapped her forehead at her own stupidity. Damn Valkyrie destiny, damn Succubus charm, and lastly…damn inescapable warrior bond!


Cheerful Gaelic music played through the Dal as both Fae and some of their humans enjoyed the free spirited atmosphere. The gang had migrated to a pool table, playing with teams. It had become a fierce battle of Wolf and Valkyrie vs. Succubus and Pool Hustling Human.

"You cheating little brat!" Tamsin hollered with a dropped jaw as Kenzi sunk the 8 ball with little effort. The Russian girl breathed on her nails and polished them against her shirt with a smirk.

"Now…how am I, the lowly human, the cheater with your super-warrior-babe skills?" Kenzi stated with pride as she strutted up to Tamsin who had squinted her eyes with a playful smirk in her direction, "Come on Bleach Bunny! Give up the goods, Mama's got her eyes on a sexy new pair of boots." The human girl states, tweaking her fingers from her open palm waiting for her winnings.

Tamsin had to admit she admired how confident Kenzi was, despite basically shaking down a powerful being that could snap her in half in an instant for some mediocre pool winnings. If there was one thing she agreed with Bo on, it was that humans never were lowly to her. Valkyrie's are always taught that anyone can hold a lion's heart in their chest. If Bo's word was anything to go from, Kenzi had something more of a Griffin's heart beating beneath her blouse.

"And what makes you think that I'll pay up? What're you gonna do, fight me for it?" she teased as she pulled a folded up twenty from her pocket, holding it up in a taunt.

"Careful, Tamsin," Dyson adds with a smile as he collects the billiards from the pockets to reset the game, "Kenzi is a pretty fierce warrior. You might regret crossing swords with her."

"Damn straight, Wolfman!" Kenzi states while lifting her arms in a 'fierce'—if you could call it that—flying eagle pose. "I have powers you wouldn't believe!"

"Oh really? Humor me." Tamsin adds with a light-hearted chuckle. This was honestly more fun then she'd had in a long time…it's amazing what can happen when you find true friends after nearly a century of being a nomad.

"That's it! Feel the wrath of the great Kenzi!" Kenzi stands with her shoulders back and chin high as she snaps her fingers and points at Tamsin, "BoBo…retrieve my cash."

"Wha—Hey!" the blonde shrieks as Bo snatches the twenty from over her shoulder with a smirk as she stuck it under the line of her tank top.

"Actually…they're my winnings because I helped you pay for those death traps you call boots." The Succubus finishes with a tap of her pool cue on Kenzi's studded, frighteningly high-heeled boots.

"Well, do a guy a favor and at least use it to get another round." Dyson states as he breaks the table, knocking in a striped ball and studying for another shot.

"On it, two brewski's and two," She turns to Tamsin with a quirked eyebrow, "What's our poison for the evening?"

"Our?" Tamsin states with a teasing tone. "Think you can keep up, stud? I've drank with Vikings and reduced them to falling on their asses."

"Maybe…but I've drank Gorgon blood spiked beer and switched bodies with a southern twanged Bounty Hunter." Bo replied with a smirk and pride in her stance.

"It's true! I got to try on the wolf junk that day." Kenzi replied while prodding Dyson with her cue, trying to force him to miss his shot. Tamsin simply chuckled to herself before looking up to meet Bo's warm gaze. Her expression softened as she placed a small bite to her lower lip at the beauty that stood before her.

"Vodka soda. Tell Trick it's for me, he'll know how to make it right." She stated softly with a slight smile at Bo's confusion.

"How do you screw up a vodka soda?"

"Go find out, Succu-bunny." Tamsin states with a smirk as she turns around, leaning over to take a shot. Bo's gaze lowers in appreciation of how the blonde's butt fills out her incredibly tight, ripped jeans. Kenzi coughs, breaking Bo's trance, causing her to look up at the girl who was smirking and practically jumping in her skin. Bo read an excited 'I saw that!' from the girl's lips before smiling slyly to herself and making her way over to her grandfather behind the bar.

"Well if it isn't my favorite grand daughter!" Trick stated with a pride, filled smile. He couldn't help it ever since Tamsin clued him into her little secret.

"I'm your only grand daughter." Bo replies as she hops into a stool with a smile before a thought occurs to her, "…I am your only grand daughter, right?" Trick replies with a chuckle as he lifts four mugs from behind the bar. "Oh, no only two beers. I'm gonna have—"

"One of Tamsin's drinks. I heard." He replies with a smirk after filling the two beers from the tap and turning to fill the last two mugs halfway with what he had come to know as Tamsin's favorite brand and the rest with soda and a small splash of cranberry juice, giving the mugs a slight pink tint. Bo's jaw was dropped as Trick pushed the four glasses forward.

"Holy…So I probably shouldn't have challenged Tamsin's drinking prowess, huh?" Bo reasoned.

"Not unless you've got a lineup of feeds to cure the massive hangover in the morning. She's a Valkyrie, Bo. She's spent decades in Valhalla with some of the most powerful warriors of all existence. From the stories I've heard…they enjoy their drinking games." Trick mentioned as Bo took a sip, nodding her head in approval of the concoction. Her curiosity was piqued when Trick mentioned the blonde's past.

"So the whole Valhalla thing is true? I mean…I know a lot of Fae stuff is usually a little different then whatever I learned in high school but…" She trailed off, hoping Trick could catch the hint that she wanted to know more.

"In a way, yes. Valkyries are powerful Fae that can travel between our plane and the warrior heaven known as Valhalla. I'm not certain of what's past the barriers, as only the fallen deemed worthy enough are granted passage. Valkyrie's are who meet their souls and take them to spend their afterlife in paradise." He explained.

"So…they're angels." Bo stated with a soft smile, imagining Tamsin guiding a valiant warrior into paradise as reward for their heroics.

"In a way, one could say that." Trick stated with a smile, seeing Bo obviously developing feelings for Tamsin, "But make no mistake, Valkyrie's are very fierce and deadly warriors on the battlefield and aren't to be trifled with. They only ally themselves with a noble cause, so they grant no mercy to their side's oppressors should they join in a battle." He looked around the bar, to be sure no one was paying attention to their conversation before leaning forward and speaking softer, "I even had a few Valkyries in my ranks back during the great Fae War. Your grandmother was very good friends with one of them."

Bo smiled widely at the mentioning of her grandmother. She absolutely adored hearing stories of the woman she was named after. They gave her hope that one day she really could find that true love as she did with Trick. He always commented that he may not have been enough to keep her sustained in that way but he was enough to keep her loved and happy. They had a powerful connection that made any other sort of feelings she may have had for another person a distant flicker of a thought.

"So…why doesn't Tamsin hangout in Valhalla? No offense, the Dal is awesome but…I mean…warrior heaven? Sounds amazing." Bo stated in awe of the tale she was hearing. Trick was only glad that he didn't have to lie to her, as to that he didn't truly know the answer.

"I'm not sure, honestly."

"Well…is that all Valkyries are supposed to do? I mean—" she is cut off from her thought by Trick.

"I think that's something you should learn from Tamsin. She could tell you better then I could." With that, he left her to her thoughts.

Back at the pool table, Dyson was leaning over the table for another shot, in full concentration. Tamsin and Kenzi both sat back in comfortable silence, until Tamsin got busted with tossing a longing glance in Bo's direction.

"You soooo got the hots for my sista from anotha species." She stated with a smirk, low enough for only the blonde to hear.

"What? No, way I—" Kenzi cuts off her defense with a shrug.

"It's cool TamTam, she's pretty awesome and obviously hot stuff. And you're a pretty cool gal yourself once you stopped trying to get her butt locked back up in Hecuba." The human stated calmly as Dyson continued to study the table, working geometry and physics in his head to find the best approach.

"No need to worry Short Stack…I'm not gonna make any moves on your girl."

"Well why the hell not? Not gonna lie, you're entertaining to me. Lord knows you're the only one who can keep up with my awesomeness anymore." Tamsin chuckles at Kenzi's statement, goading the girl on more, "Seriously! Wolf boy here is too broody, and Lauren cracks lame-ass science jokes. You may be evil half the time, but you're still lurve-able not to mention badass. I give you major badass points." The Russian girl states with a smack to Tamsin's back. The blonde smiles slightly at the approval, before a thought occurs to her.

"Did you just call me evil?" Tamsin states with a quirk of her head and furrowed eyebrow, training her piercing glare in Kenzi's direction. Not an ounce of amusement was evident on her expression.

"Hey, I'm biased! But you helped Bo save my ass. The half of awesomeness is slowly overtaking your dark side." She finishes with a wink as she stands to take her shot after Dyson.

"Whose got a dark side?" Bo said as she strolled up with the four drinks in hand.

"Oh, just Tamsin. Brewski me, BoBo!" Kenzi cheers before taking a long swig from her mug. Bo turns with confusion to the blonde, earning an eyeroll.

"I'll have you know that I'm only Dark because I was assigned that way. I'm a Valkyrie, first." She states after taking her position to shoot after Kenzi scratched.

"Assigned?" Bo questioned as she handed the blonde her oversized vodka soda after she succeeded in sinking a ball into a corner pocket. Tamsin raises her glass with a small smile before taking a drink. Dyson spoke up to answer Bo's question as Tamsin continued with her turn.

"Valkyries don't necessarily follow the status-quo of the side they choose, but they divided their ranks to keep balance in our world. Honestly, they remain more as a third party under the rules of Valhalla instead of the Dark or Light." He states in his trademarked, soft raspy voice.

"Almost like your unaligned too, huh?" the brunette adds with a smirk before her confusion takes over, "Wait…then why have you been doing jobs for the Morrigan?"

"Told you," She takes a shot, sinking two balls into corner pockets with a thunk. She then stands and faces Bo, a somber expression lining her eyes, "Pissed off the wrong people."

"So, what's a Valkyrie do, anyway?" Bo states, trying to sound innocent but the flaming curiosity in her eye gives her away. Tamsin is taken aback by the question and screws up her shot. She stands and quirks her eyebrow in suspicion at Bo while handing over her pool cue.

"Don't you know it's rude to ask someone about their species?"

"Awe chill, T-Dog. BoBo's just curious, and actually I second that! All I know is you're a warrior babe with a bitchy side and an awesome side you can flick on and off like a light." Kenzi teased with a quirk of her head.

Tamsin smirks wickedly in Kenzi's direction, "Well who says you need to know more then that?"

"We're friends, aren't we?" Kenzi remarks with a shrug not thinking anything of it.

This stirred something within the blonde. Friends? She hadn't even considered such a thought since that night that her world was turned upside down. Sure, she has contacts she uses for her jobs, a boatload of people who owe her favors as payment when they couldn't fork over the right price, and even allies that she'd made over the century. But it's been just as long since she had anyone—let alone a group of people—that she could consider the type to hang out in a bar for an afternoon just shooting shit and wasting time with no ulterior motives, only each other's company.

"Why don't you just ask Trick? I'm not good for explaining stuff like that." She responds, trying to cover it up with a sip of her drink. One thing she didn't want to get into was how her kind worked…Bo is a smart chick, it won't take long for her to figure it out if they start going there.

"I'm good for an example, I'm a more hands on kinda learner anyway—" Kenzi is cut off by Dyson's sharp movement of jumping behind Bo and holding her shoulders, keeping her between him and Tamsin. The blonde can't hide her smirk as her nose crinkles in amusement.

"Hey! What's the big idea?" Bo asks the wolf with a chuckle.

"Hell no! I'm not being the test dummy if she's gonna demonstrate. Do it on Bo or something!" He states with a slight quiver of fear in his voice. He barely remembers his experience staring into Tamsin's blackened face, something he imagined to be more similar to that of Death itself.

"Gee…my hero." Bo rolls her eyes with a smile.

"Relax, Dyson. I only do that when necessary. It…takes a lot out of me." She finishes, trying to remain elusive.

"Alright…well give me something." Bo ponders as she hops up on the pool table, her flirty, charming smile firmly in place as she eyes Tamsin with a sparkle in her eye. The blonde was putty in her hands, little did she know that she didn't even have to pull out the charm, she'd give the Succubus anything if she could help it.

"Like what?"

"Humor me."

The blonde takes a minute to ponder something safe to mention. She simply starts at the beginning.

"Well…Valkyries are attracted to battles. We take the noblest of warriors—" She's cut off by Kenzi mocking her.

"Blah, blah, blah! I learned that from High School. I want something juicy!" The Russian girl urges.

"Tell them about the Valkyrie's blessings." Dyson pipes up, while searching for a good angle for his next shot, lucky that he missed the daggers being sent his way from the blonde.

"Ooo! Story time! Story time!" Kenzi cheers as she hops up next to Bo on the pool table, both of them bouncing with giddy smiles on their faces in anticipation for what Tamsin had to say.

"It's really not that big of a thing…" Tamsin says, playing it down and hoping they lose interest.

"Sounds like a thing. Come on, entertain us." Bo husks, her voice lowering to that seductive tone that sends tingles down the blonde's spine as she leans forward from her perch on the table, goading the Valkyrie on. As if she would be able to deny anything Bo asked her—especially when she looks as sexy as she does right now.

God…I need to get a grip.

"Alright, alright." Bo and Kenzi cheer like twelve year olds before turning their full attention to Tamsin, glee sparkling in their expressions. The blonde rolled her eyes with a smile before getting her head properly set for a tale she hadn't told, let alone live since the Boxer Rebellion when she intervened against the secret society, claiming mystical immunity to modern weaponry.

"Like I was saying, Valkyries are the bridge for heroes to Valhalla after they die. But, we don't only intervene after those heroes are dead. If a warrior's cause is noble, he can receive the blessing of a Valkyrie to aid in his campaign."

"What kinda blessing?" Bo states, enraptured in the tale.

"There's different kinds of blessings we can bestow in different situations. The simplest being luck. As cheesy as it may sound…a lock of Valkyrie hair is mystical. If we willingly give it to a warrior, then they are blessed with both strength and wisdom in a battle to come."

"Daaayumm…Would it be creepy if I put a Valkyrie hair wig on my Christmas list?" Kenzi states in awe earning a chuckle from Tamsin.

"I think PETA might get involved with something like that." She states with a chuckle.

"Well don't stop there, this stuff might come in handy one day." Bo teases, urging Tamsin to continue.

"Well…there's enchanted armor and weapons. Sometimes a Valkyrie will even join in on the fighting—"

"You're leaving out the best one," Dyson states with a crooked smile, causing Tamsin's anxiety to rise, "Valkyrie's are also known as the lovers of heroes. If you fall into bed with one, it's said that your strength is multiplied with your will."

"GET IT TAMTAM! WOOHOO!" Kenzi shouts with a fist pump at the new information. Tamsin rolls her eyes with a sigh of relief that Dyson actually was unaware of the true 'best one' of the Valkyrie blessings—bonding. Instead, she simply played along.

"Would you calm down short stack?" She says with a chuckle, trying to physically pull Kenzi back to the ground by her shoulders, "Everybody here is looking at you like you've finally cracked." Kenzi stops and looks around curiously before clearing her throat awkwardly and motioning around to the group of Fae creatures giving her the eye.

"Carry on…"

"That's it!" Bo exclaimed loudly, earning all the Fae's attention again as her eyes light up in realization. She jumps from the pool table and smacks Tamsin roughly on the shoulder.

"Ow! The hell was that for?" Tamsin hollers in frustration.

"That's why your chi tastes so good!" Oh…well that made sense. She could have had an excuse for the bond all along, "You were giving me your Valkyrie blessing." Bo finishes softer with the second of her two kinds of smiles. There was her seductive smirk that could easily make anyone weak in the knees, and then there is her adorable dopey grin that makes you want to sprout one yourself. Tamsin looked away shyly and rubbed the back of her neck.

"Well…I guess you could call it that."

"So…does that mean that I'm a worthy and noble warrior?" Bo teased again with that same wide, dopey grin on her face. Tamsin had come to realize that she only flashed it to the people that she cared about…her heart sped a little faster at that thought and she couldn't help herself from answering.

"One of the greatest one's I've ever seen." She stated with conviction and a soft expression on her face. Bo blushed slightly in humbling embarrassment as Kenzi simply stepped back and smirked to herself to not ruin the moment.

CRASH!

The door to the Dal slammed open as a pale man in a long black leather coat strutted inside dramatically. The room fell eerily quiet at the obvious outsider, waiting for his next move. The ominous man's glare fell upon the group by their pool table, a dark smirk crawling across his lips.

A wild flick of his hand and three throwing knives lodged themselves into the wooden post just to the left of Bo as she ducked out of the way.

"Geeze, watch where you're thowing that shit!" She exclaimed in frustration, quickly getting her game face on for the fight to come.

The Dal was cleared in a flash as Dyson growled loudly and lunged forward, only to be flipped expertly flat on his ass at his approach. The pale man never took his eyes off Bo who stood ready to defend herself after seeing how Dyson's offensive tactic was easily thwarted. Tamsin took her stance flanking Bo, her instincts taking over the minute the brunette's life was threatened.

Another swipe of his hand and three more daggers made their way in the Succubus' direction. Bo managed to side step one while Tamsin caught a second with lightning reflexes.

"Gah! God damn it!" Bo growled as the third lodged itself deep into her shoulder. Tamsin flinched backwards with a wince as she felt the pain of Bo's injury before collecting herself so as to not give anything away.

"Bo!" Dyson growled with a sneer as he kicked his legs around to knock their attacker off his feet. The stranger quickly rolled over to safety after colliding with the ground to a crouching position, sending a glare in the wolf's direction.

"Hey, jackass!" Tamsin stepped forward, pulling two curved blades from a hidden belt behind her jacket, twirling them around as she leveled a steely glare to the fool who dared hurt Bo, "Why don't you pick on someone armed?"

The intruder was silent as he stood slowly, his body blurring as he rolled his shoulders. The blur started to split, and three forms materialized into the shape of the assassin.

"You've gotta be kidding me…" Bo grumbled as she pulled the small dagger from her shoulder with a grunt and tossed it aside.

"He's a Splitter, they can conjur duplicates of themselves, each with a different of their own skills." Tamsin stated, never taking her eyes off their enemy as the three each whipped out a different weapon. The first drew a hand held scythe from his belt, slicing through the air around him leaving an ominous slashing noise. The second wipped his arms out to show three more throwing knives knuckled in each hand. The last unlatched a sai from each boot, flipping them around his fingers with finess and fluidity in an effort to intimidate the three ready to defend themselves, "Great…he's a god damn weapon master…"

"Kenzi, get outta here!" Bo ordered as she dodged swipes from the scythe her Splitter was swinging her way.

"Don't gotta tell me twice." The Russian girl scurried away as Bo blocked a downward strike with a grip on the attacker's wrist, holding it in place with a grunt of effort. She peaked from the corner of her eye to see both Kenzi and Trick safely hidden in the barkeep's lair before body checking her attacker into the pool table, knocking him on top of it.

Dyson was struggling with the Splitter clutching throwing knives in his knuckles. Any chance he had to charge forward for a blow, he was forced to dodge a blade whistling in his direction, often aimed directly between his eyes. Each tumble away from a blade aimed to take his life took him closer to his target, until he was able to clutch onto the intruder's wrists and headbut the man with a growl to disorient him. The wolf swiped his claws across the assassin's chest once before receiving a kick to the side of his head, knocking him over.

Tamsin was fairing in a similar clash as both she and her own Splitter spun around one another with blurring speed, clashing with one another and their short bladed weapons. Their exchanage was haulted by the blonde's slight yelp as she felt a sharp pain in her cheek. A well placed kick to her opponent's chest gave her some air to breathe and check the damage. A long, straight cut was dripping blood from the tip of the assassin's dagger that caught her. She looked up to see an identical cut on the Splitter's cheek as he wiped at it with a sneer.

Bo had pinned her Splitter to the pool table, at least she was attempting. She held his wrists above his head and a shoulder down with one hand, but he simply wouldn't give in. With a roll of her eyes, she lifted a hand to caress his cheek, pulsing him with energy to calm him down. "Down boy…" She breathed out seductively, adding to her power.

"Bo, think fast!" Tamsin called as she ducked a rush attack from her opponent, taking the time he took to gather his footing to pull a dagger from her boot and toss it in Bo's direction. The brunette catches the weapon and gives the man beneath her a swift crack across his temple with the handle, knocking him out cold.

Bo catches her breath and looks up to Tamsin, "How much are you packing, anyway?" the blonde smirks as she ducks another swipe and leans up to stab both her blades into his abdomen. The Splitter's eyes go wide as a line of blood runs from the corner of his mouth as he coughs out in pain. Tamsin pulls her blades free and tosses him aside.

"Never know when you're gonna need something…you should see me fully armed." The blonde replied, holding her hand out to Bo to help her down from the pool table.

"I think I'll pass on that." The brunette replies as she looks over to see Dyson beating his Splitter across the face repeatedly, "Having fun Dyson?" she asks with a teasing tone.

Dyson stands, lifting the assassin by his collar and tossing him in the middle of the three of them. "Just making a point." The wolf growls in anger.

The Splitter slowly crawls to his feet, his body blurring again as he does so. The two fallen of his doppelgangers de-materialize and move back into his body in a wave of black energy. The assassin stands and cracks his neck, panting from the exertion of fighting with three trained warriors. Tamsin, Bo and Dyson all block his only exits and loom over him, merciless daggers emitting from their eyes in his direction.

"Nowhere to run…and no hope to survive." Dyson states confidently as he takes a step forward, "Do one final act of honor and tell us why you attacked us."

The Splitter looks lost for words, he'd never been bested before but he knew when his time was up. He looked around for his hail mary pass, remaining silent as he leveled his gaze on Bo.

The man smirked again and charged forward full throttle at the brunette, fully prepared to fulfill his task or die trying. Bo kept her eyes trained on the man's face as he approached and time seemed to slow down as she waited for him to be within reaching distance for her to strike back with her borrowed dagger.

Tamsin was suspicious that a trained hitman would resort to such an action. It was foolish and pointless to bother charging at an armed target while so heavily outnumbered.

That's when she saw it.

Her eyes grew wide and her heart dropped straight through her stomach and to the floor. The blonde sprung into action and body checked Bo out of the way of her attacker at the last possible second. She quickly felt the consequences for her actions and winced at the pain as the assassin's hidden blade sprung forward from his wrist and stabbed straight through her abdomen.

The blonde gasped and opened her eyes to meet the glossy gaze of the Splitter. He looks up to her in shock and stumbles backwards, pulling the blade from Tamsin, causing the blonde to holler in agony as Dyson and Bo both looked on in horror. The assassin looked over his shoulder to see one of Tamsin's knives sticking out of his back. He turns back to face the blonde and flashes a weak smirk as he falls to his knees. The pale man turns his gaze to Bo as he speaks for the first time in a thick, Romanian accent.

"I am the first of many…your dog and Valkyrie can't protect you forever…" he mumbles out as he coughs lightly and falls to the side, the life leaving his body from Tamsin's sacrificial blow. All Tamsin heard was the accent he spoke in and she knew exactly what was going on.

"Tamsin!" Bo yells as she rushes forward to the Valkyre leaning back against a wooden beam. Dyson jogs forward as well, but gives the blonde some breathing room, "God you idiot, what did you do that for?" Bo states, troubled that Tamsin was hurt because of her. The blonde couldn't help but smile, she's had much worse wounds then this and easily come back from it. She flashes a slightly pained smile in Bo's direction.

Because it's my fault you were attacked in the first place…Because you're my warrior…Because you're destined for amazing things…Because I'm falling in love with you—take your pick.

"You didn't see his hidden blade...he was aiming for your heart." She says with pain overlaying her tone as she holds her bleeding wound, applying pressure to try and slow the blood. She lowers her gaze to Bo's own wound on her shoulder and examines it, "You need to heal, that's bleeding a lot. He might have nicked an artery."

"I'll go tell Trick and Kenzi it's safe." Dyson states, giving them some privacy as he stalks off. When he's out of earshot, Bo levels worried eyes on Tamsin and speaks softly with worry.

"There's no way in hell I'm feeding from you as you're bleeding out for saving my life."

"Trust me, I've had much worse and done harder. It won't take much to at least stop the bleeding on your shoulder. Come on Bo, if another comes we need you as strong as possible." Tamsin tries to reason with her, standing up straight in an effort to prove her wound wasn't as troubling as it seemed.

"No! I'm not gonna…" Bo loses her train of thought as Tamsin takes another step forward, their bodies nearly sharing the same space as she runs her fingers down the Succubus' cheek with a tender expression. Bo closes her eyes with a sigh at the hypnotic effect the blonde has on her.

"Yes…you are." She whispers as she slowly brings their lips together in a gentle caress, Bo responding immediately with the same tenderness as she runs a hand up Tamsin's arm and into her golden locks.

Their embrace heats up and Tamsin quickly becomes lightheaded at the sensations. Bo wraps an arm around the blonde's back and pulls her close, eliminating any possible space between them. Tamsin waits for that pulling to start inside of her, but it doesn't come. Bo was still holding back. The blonde moves her hand up into Bo's hair and gently tugs with the passion igniting between them hoping to awaken Bo's urge to feed. She knows she succeeded when Bo breaks the kiss with a moan and her eyes clenched shut to keep the beast inside of her at bay. Tamsin leans forward, nipping on the skin at Bo's jawline, before whispering seductively into the brunette's ear while nuzzling their cheeks together.

"Open your eyes, Bo."

Tamsin leans back to see Bo's eyes pop open revealing the piercing blue power of the Succubus as she smirks seductively, her tongue slowly running itself over Bo's teeth and upper lip in hunger. Bo lunges forward with a renewed vigor to connect their lips in a frenzied clash. She ducks lower, never parting their lips as she runs her hands down Tamsin's back and toned backside through her jeans, earning a moan of pleasure from the blonde before gripping the backs of her thighs and lifting her up against the wooden post.

The blonde moans as she feels Bo finally pulling at her chi. Tamsin thinks she sees the Succubus smile almost sweetly behind the intensity of pulling waves of the bright blue energy from her as her eyes crack open to reveal her pupils lined in a sparkling gold.

The wound on Bo's shoulder mends itself together as she sees Tamsin's eyes shut in a wince. The succubus lets go of the chi and grits her teeth to control herself to avoid hurting Tasmsin. In a huff both of them slump slightly from the exertion, Bo helps Tamsin back down to her feet, seeing the blonde sway a little.

"Woah, you okay Tamsin?" She questions worriedly, using her hand to pull Tamsin's bobbing head back up to meet her gaze. Instead of a piercing blue gaze and cocky smirk, she's met with an exhausted expression and whitened face as she struggles to keep her eyes opened.

"Yeah…yeah I'm—" the blonde is cut off by a groan as she slumps forward weakly, her weight causing Bo to shuffle backwards to hold her up as she leaps into a panic.

"Guys! Help!"