So I'm working on a new story and I love it! It has been one of my favorite stories to write so far. I actually enjoy it so much that I made a 'trailer' to go along with the story. I will post it about a week after I finish this story, so be ready for another fic soon. Love you all!

Chapter 7

Kenzi screamed loudly when she felt him bite her. She hadn't expected it to be as painful as it was. She loved the feeling of Dyson inside her, she loved the feel of him moving back and forth and she loved when he kissed and touched her, but this was something all together different. He continued to pound himself into her and it no longer felt good, it felt exhausting and she knew he was taking what he needed. His jaw moved and he clamped down harder. Pain flared and Kenzi screamed again, her hands clawing at Dyson's arms. She felt tears sting her eyes and her whole body tensed. Kenzi tried to crane her head to the side to see Dyson, and what she saw shocked her. His eyes were wide, staring, and vacant, but what scared her the most was the fact that his eyes were completely black, as if the pupil had expended, no color, just black. Kenzi felt weak and tired, her body was not fighting, her hands stopped clawing and she just held on. She could barely hold her eyes open. Was he killing her? If she went to sleep would she wake up?

"Dyson." she said his name softly. His teeth clamped down harder and all she was able to do was gasp and make a small squeaking sound.

Dyson lost himself, his body taking control and taking the essence from Kenzi. He felt her hands claw at him desperately as his mouth tightened her shoulder. She was screaming and somewhere deep down Dyson was in pain himself, in pain for having to do this. His body healed at a turtle speed. The bruises faded, the organs mended and the bones snapped back into place. Kenzi's hands stopped clawing at his biceps and her grip weakened.

"Dyson." Kenzi's voice was small and weak. Dyson felt his teeth clamp involuntarily. It wasn't blood that was pouring into his mouth from his bite, but power, strength, energy, all coming from her body. Kenzi's gasp and small squeaks echoed in his ears and he tried, he tired with all his might to pull away and stop taking from her, but his body needed it and he took more. Kenzi's head lolled back against the pillows and her hands fell from his arms. Finally Dyson's body was healed and he broke away, gasping for air. His vision cleared and he fell backward on the bed trying desperately to catch his breath. He felt amazing, his whole body was healed and he felt completely revived. He smiled as he stared up at the ceiling. He never felt like this after sex with Bo, he always felt drained and exhausted.

"Kenzi, that was amazing. Thank you." he said. He expected a witty comeback or something snarky, but he heard nothing. He lurched upward and the sight before him was painful to see. Kenzi, his Kenzi was lying motionless on the blood covered sheets. Her naked body was sprawled out in awkward angles. Her raven hair shielded her eyes where her head lay sideways on the pillow. The stark red blood on her shoulder stood out harshly against her too pale skin.

"Kenzi!" He shouted her name and fumbled into an upright position.

"Kenzi!" he gently gathered her in his arms and moved her hair away from her neck to feel for a pulse. His hands searched her neck desperately. What had he done? He'd taken too much from her and now she was gone. What would he do? He'd killed the only other person who he had in the world right now. He'd killed the girl that had given up so much to save him. He was shaking and clutching Kenzi to his chest when he felt something, a small thrum against his fingers. He searched for it again and he found it. A very small pulse but a pulse. His heart soared.

"Oh Kenzi." He hugged her and buried his head in her neck. This was the second time he thought he'd killed her, and it felt just as painful both times. He couldn't believe what he'd done. She looked bruised and battered from his various ways of healing. Her hips, arms, and thighs were bruised from him grabbing and groping. Her shoulder was bleeding and a nasty purple color from him biting her. Dyson carefully stood up with Kenzi in his arms, her room was a mess. Discarded bloody clothing, blood soaked sheets, bloody gauze pads, various other bodily fluids, it was just a big mess. He carried her down the hallway to Bo's bedroom and walked into the bathroom. He gently laid Kenzi down on the red sofa and began to run warm bathwater. He stepped out to gather his thoughts briefly. When he returned the bathtub was nearly full so he cut the water off. He turned back to Kenzi who was stirring gently. Her head moving back and forth. Dyson lifted her carefully and placed her in the bathtub, making sure he kept his arm behind her head so that she didn't go under. Kenzi blinked and made small grunting noises, signaling Dyson that she was waking.

"Shhh." He hushed her and tenderly pushed her hair out of her face as he cleaned the wound on her shoulder and washed her clean of his blood as well as her own.

"Dyson." she said his name groggily.

"Yeah, it's me." he said quietly.

"Are you ok?" she asked. Dyson snorted, that was the Kenzi he knew and loved, always worried about someone other than herself.

"I'm perfect. Just rest ok." He said softly. She nodded her head and her eyes fluttered shut again. As soon as he finished cleaning her he lifted her wet body out of the tub and draped a towel over her. Dyson smiled and laid her on Bo's clean bed. He patted her skin dry and then covered her with the sheets. There was no telling how long she would be asleep. While she rested up he would get to work. He quickly searched Bo's room, knowing he'd left a few pairs of clothes here in the past. Joy flooded through him when he found a shirt and jeans in the bottom drawer. Her shrugged them on and hurried downstairs. Bruce was sitting on the couch, his head bobbing up and down to the music that flowed out of the earbuds in his ears. Dyson carefully plucked one out, causing Bruce to nearly fall off the couch.

"Dyson." he stuttered.

"Hey man." Dyson nodded.

"Where's Kenzi." The big man asked.

"Resting upstairs."

"Is she alright. Since you're ok I assume she isn't." he said, fixing his glare on Dyson.

"She will be fine. I didn't hurt her." he lied. He'd really hurt Kenzi and he felt awful for it. He'd have to do something to make up for it. Something big. Right now though he needed to set his sights on finding everyone. He'd start with Hale. Hale would be the easiest to find.

"Ok. I've got to go find out what is going on around here. Tamsin ran off, I don't know where she is. But shit is about to get real around here. Watch Kenzi's back." Bruce said.

"Keep me updated." Dyson said. Bruce nodded and left quickly. Dyson set his mind on finding his phone. Dyson searched the kitchen and living room to no avail. His only guess was that he'd lost his phone in the wreck. Kenzi had a cell phone, he could use it. He climbed back up the staircase and looked around Kenzi's room. Finally he spotted the cell phone sitting right in front of the bed. He grabbed it up and immediately called Hale. The phone rang and ran, but no one answered. Finally he got his voicemail.

"Hale, it's Dyson. Where are you? Something bad is going on. Call me back on Kenzi's phone." He hung up and slipped the phone into his pocket. His only choice was to go find Hale, but he wasn't going to leave Kenzi here by herself. Who knows what would come looking for Bo, and Kenzi was in no condition to defend herself. Even if she was, Dyson still wouldn't leave her alone. Until all this was over she was going to be glued to his side. Dyson sighed and turned for the stairs when a cold blooded scream broke through the silence.