Tamsin swings her left arm then her right, Bo blocks them both, striking Tamsin in the chest, sending her against the wall. Bo stands over her. Suddenly Tamsin hits Bo's semi-healed wound. Bo grimaces in pain. Tamsin stands up and kicks Bo to the couch. Bo sucks some chi from out of Tamsin. She gets up and throws a disoriented Tamsin across the room. Tamsin rushes Bo, pushing her through a wall. Her face begins to turn skeleton-like. Bo knocks Tamsin over, now on top, eyes blue, she starts sucking chi until Tamsin stops her, pushing her off her. Bo quickly gets up. Tamsin signals for her to attack. She maneuvers around Bo, standing behind her, her arm across Bo's neck. Bo elbows her, causing Tamsin to back off. Bo pulls out her knife and makes a cut along the front of Tamsin's shirt, kicking her into a wall. Tamsin gets up and throws the shirt off, revealing her bra. She runs up a flight of stairs, waiting at the top. Bo smirks as she puts the dagger back in her boot. She sifts some of Tamsin's chi as she runs up the steps. When she makes it to the top, Tamsin grabs her by the neck, punching her in the same wound, Bo curls. Tamsin punches Bo again and she falls into the bathroom entrance. She picks Bo up and throws her. Bo lands against the bath tub, blood oozing out of the wound. When Tamsin walks over to her, Bo kicks her in the stomach, Tamsin falls against the toilet, breaking it. Bo gets up and walks over to Tamsin. As Bo unbuttons Tamsin's pants, Tamsin elbows her to the floor. She gets up and starts to drag Bo to a nearby room. Bo sweeps her and Tamsin falls to floor, making them fall through that floor and the next, to cellar, hitting cement.

Both are finding it hard to get up, but Tamsin somehow does it first. She sits on top of Bo and tries to choke her, but Bo grabs both of Tamsin's arms and forcefully pushes her off, sending her across the room. As Bo tries to get up, she notices her shirt is caught onto something. Bo takes the dagger out and cuts the shirt off of her, revealing not only her bra, but a sharp object through her side. She pulls it out in agonizing pain. Bo starts crawling up the steps, blood seeping on every stair. She reaches the top and sees Tamsin standing at the bottom. Bo punches the door and it shatters. Tamsin runs up the stairs and grabs her legs, Bo kicks her and they both fall down the stairs. Bo looks weak. She begins nodding off. Tamsin pulls her up the staircase, making sure Bo hits every bump, pulling her into the kitchen. Bo trips her and Tamsin falls through the kitchen table. She rips Tamsin's pants off, who kicks her into the stove. Bo sits holding her wound which is bleeding out again. As Tamsin walks over to her in her bra and panties Bo smiles. Tamsin gives her this you-haven't-won-yet smirk. As they fight off each other, both end up going through another wall. Then, Tamsin picks a weak Bo up by the arm and drags her up another set of stairs, leaving Bo in the hall as she walks into a room, laughing silently.

Bo pushes her body up, her eyes turn red. She sucks the chi out of Tamsin, which brings Tamsin to her knees. Bo stands inside the doorway and grabs the door frame with each hand and rips out a chunk of it on each side. A crack grows from the missing parts of the frame on each side of the walls, traveling until it reaches the window behind Tamsin, the window cracks and the glass bursts. She walks towards Tamsin, holding her head at an angle like she's trying to understand something. Tamsin has this look of alarm in her eyes. In a last ditch effort, Tamsin hits the floor with all of her might, breaking it. They fall through that floor and land on the previous one. Bo's eyes return to brown as they get up and assume a fighting stance. Tamsin attacks first. Bo deflects.

As the fight goes on, they soon realize that neither is able to actually land a hit on the other. They stop and back away from each other. Tamsin looks as if she is thinking about her next move when Bo begins looking at her with a bit of distaste, stopping at Tamsin's shoes. Tamsin gives her this whatever look. She takes her shoes off and throws them at the front door entrance. She then gives Bo this your-turn look. Bo takes off her boots and throws them in the same area, keeping her dagger. Tamsin folds her arms. Bo does this what-else look. She then looks at her pants and decides to take them off, tossing them on the floor with a happy-now expression to which Tamsin does this I-am-not-impressed look. Bo rolls her eyes and snatches a nearby sheet from off of a chair, drapping it around her bottom, she then signals Tamsin to strike. As Tamsin looks at the dagger in Bo's hand, her face begins to turn. Bo quickly looks down, cutting a piece from the sheet and tying it around her eyes. Tamsin lunges at Bo, but she is still able to avoid Tamsin's assault, dodging her attacks. She grabs Tamsin's arm and turns Tamsin's around, so that Tamsin's back is against her. Bo snatches off her makeshift blindfold as she places the dagger across Tamsin's neck. At first Tamsin doesn't struggle, but then she decides to call Bo's bluff, elbowing Bo. Bo holds her stomach as Tamsin moves away. Tamsin turns around facing Bo and feels something wet on her neck. She touches it and looks at her hand only to discover blood on it. Bo raises her eyebrow to her. Tamsin's lips form the word bitch silently. They begin fighting again, leading into the kitchen. Tamsin is knocked into the kitchen sink, breaking it. Water splashes everywhere, especially on her. Bo gives her this not-bad look. Tamsin leans her head to the side, her eyes squint and her lips press tightly together.

The floor begins trembling. They give each other concerned looks. Bo stretches her arms out like she is balancing on a tightrope. Tamsin is reaching for the kitchen counter when Bo signals for her to not move. She reaches for it anyway and as she grabs on it, the floor caves in. Bo jumps through the walkway of the kitchen, avoiding the fall completely. She gets up and walks over to the couch, relaxing on top of it. Tamsin, who is hanging from the kitchen counter, hears something start to rattle. She says a silent "shit" and lets go. The rest of the floor caves in. Before it can hit her, she rolls away, catching a bit of debris. Moments later, Bo catches an eyeful of a dusty and pissed Tamsin standing over her. Tamsin jumps on the couch with so much force that that floor falls in as well.

In the cellar, both of their hands are around each other's neck as they roll continuously around, not allowing either one of them to remain on top of the other. Suddenly a loud rumbling sound roars and the house starts falling in beginning from the roof. All that is heard is a constant sound of layers collapsing and glass shattering. The two immediately stop fighting. They hurry to their feet, looking around for an escape. The cellar windows are too small for anyone. Realizing that they would have to go up if they wanted to get away, Bo tries to signal Tamsin for a plan of action. Tamsin doesn't understand any of it and becomes frustrated. She breaks the silence.

"Damn it. If you have a plan, now would be a good time to spit that shit out," yells Tamsin.

"My bad, your rules."

"Fuck the rules. We need to get the hell out of here before we get crushed."

"Okay. Here," says Bo. She gets down on one knee and cups her hands together. "I can lift you out of here."

Tamsin looks taken aback, wondering why Bo would ensure her safety over her own. "Well, what about you?"

"We don't have time to debate politics. Just do it. I'll find another way. Come on. What are you waiting for?"

Tamsin shakes her head. She hurries over to Bo and she lifts Tamsin up. Tamsin holds on to a piece of the floor that hasn't fallen in and pulls herself up.

"Think Bo think," says Bo, looking around, searching for anything while dodging rubble.

Meanwhile, Tamsin makes her way outside. She looks around for something to help Bo get out of the house. She sees a tree nearby and runs to it. Before she makes it there, the house falls in completely. She stops in her tracks after hearing what sounded like a house being completely demolished in one hit. Her eyes widen. She turns around and sees nothing left standing there, but the front door. "That shit did not just happen." Bo isn't anywhere in sight. She runs back over towards the area where the house once stood. Tamsin sees a makeshift anchoring device that includes a dagger lodged into the ground with a sheet tied around it, and runs over to it. She stands near the edge of the house and sees a cut up and bruised Bo hanging onto a bunch of sheets she had tied together.

"Are you gonna stand there and look at me or help me up?" says Bo.

"I thought you were dead," says Tamsin.

"Well sorry to disappoint."

Tamsin pulls her up. They sit at the edge of the house on the grass quietly, observing the mess that they made. "Bo," says Tamsin. Bo looks over to her. Tamsin takes a deep breath. "I, I don't want you dead," she says, looking away. Bo frowns for a moment, wondering about the meaning behind the statement.

Bo brushes it off. "Didn't think you cared that much," she says.

Tamsin rolls her eyes and shakes her head. "You know what? Fuck this shit!" She gets up and walks away.

"Tamsin," says Bo. She struggles to get up. "Tamsin, come on." Tamsin stops walking and folds her arms together. Bo slowly catches up with her. "Look, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were serious. Really. I mean you're not the fuzziest person on the block. In fact, you're kind of cold, and mean, and don't care about anyone. But anyway, thanks for caring that I didn't die back there. Hey," she says, touching Tamsin's neck, which makes Tamsin give her a guarded look. "Your neck healed."

Tamsin backs away a little. "Yeah, it does that from time to time."

"Uhh hmm," responds Bo. Suddenly her face contorts in pain. She starts to fall, but Tamsin catches her, resting her on the ground. "I think I might have broken some ribs back there."

"That can happen with all kinds of shit falling on you."

Bo laughs and then stops from the pain.

Tamsin looks as if something is bothering her. "Okay," she says, breathing in deeply. "Let's just get this thing over with."

"What?" asks Bo, confused.

"You know. Now do what you have to do."

Bo laughs again.

"What's so funny?" asks Tamsin.

"Everything. I mean, this whole time has been a disaster. It seemed like a normal day. I go on a case. Fight a Tikbalang. Save girl. Girl breaks up with me. I get wasted. Go to a rave. Drink Pixie Dust. Get attacked by a mob. Dying. I have to fight just to get laid and end up destroying a house, almost dying inside of it. And now here I am being offered pity sex. I mean you can't write this stuff," explains Bo, laughing a bit.

"I guess when you put it that way," says Tamsin.

Bo shakes her head. "I think I'd much rather lie down out here."

"You're probably bleeding internally."

"To be honest, I don't care," says Bo.

"Stop being childish. Your life is on the line."

"So what," says Bo.

"Damn it Bo. This is serious," says Tamsin. Bo ignores her, turning her head away. "What do you want an apology or something?" Bo doesn't respond. "Am I apologizing for not giving up my goods?" asks Tamsin, shaking her head. "This is silly." Suddenly Bo slumps over. "Bo?" calls Tamsin. She shakes her. Bo is not responding. "Shit," says Tamsin, now on her knees. She shakes Bo again. "C'mon. Not now." She rests Bo on her back. Tamsin checks her for a pulse and frowns. "Shit, shit." She starts hitting Bo on her chest, causing Bo to move as if she was being treated with a defibrillator.

Suddenly Bo comes to with her blue eyes and grabs Tamsin by the neck. Their lips touch as she begins to sift chi from out of Tamsin. When it is apparent that Bo may not stop, Tamsin pushes her down off of her.

"Are you trying to kill me?" says Tamsin, holding her body as if she is out of breath. Out of nowhere, Bo springs up, pushing Tamsin to the ground with her on top. Written in Bo's eyes is a look of relish. "Oh fuck!" says Tamsin.

Back at Bo's place. Kenzi wakes up and looks at the time. "I know a booty call ain't lasting this long." She gets up and walks up the stairs. "Bo I'm coming up. If you have company up there please ask them to refrain from flashing." She doesn't hear a response. "Bo, I'm coming in so cover up." She opens the door and sees Bo's clothes she had on the previous day on the floor and her bed still made up. "I'm not freaking out. I am not freaking out. Bo, she's probably with the Doc. She's grown. She can do overnights." Kenzi closes the door back. She goes back down the stairs and into the kitchen area, taking out a bowl and a box of cereal. She grabs the milk and a huge spoon, and pours the cereal and milk into the bowl. Sitting down on one of the stools, she moves the shot glasses out of the way and starts eating. Each bite she takes seems to put her in deeper thought. "It's only noon." She continues to eat. "But wouldn't I've gotten a call or text from her by now?" She eats some more. "We're tight like that. We tell each other if we're gonna be home or not, and even where we are." She takes another spoonful. "This is some good shit."

Back at the remains of the abandoned house. Tamsin and Bo are both rolling around with the sheet that Bo was using as a makeshift garment, fighting for the position of top. Bo finally on top, wraps Tamsin's legs around her and begins pressing forward. Bo restrains Tamsin by holding Tamsin's arms above Tamsin's head. She sucks down on her neck, which Tamsin succumbs to momentarily before rejecting the sensation. Tamsin's face begins to twist like she's in pain, like she's trying to fight her instincts and keep losing to them. Bo sees this and stops. She lets go of Tamsin and climbs off.

Tamsin sits up. "What is it now?" she asks.

"You," responds Bo. Tamsin frowns at her. "It looks like it's killing you. Do I, do I make you feel that way?"

"No. No it's not you. It's me. Look, you need help. Let's just forget about it and finish."

"No. I can't," says Bo.

"Okay fine. I don't think I can do this either. And it has nothing to do with you. Fuck. I don't know what's wrong with me," says Tamsin, shaking her head. "I just don't think anything good can come from this, well aside from you being completely healed." Tamsin rolls her eyes like she's annoying herself. "I know that you're dying and all, and I'm not trying to bitch out. I just don't want anything to happen."

"Anything like what?" asks Bo. Tamsin doesn't respond. "Tamsin, what are you trying to say?"

Tamsin shakes her head again. "I can't."

"Well, why not?"

"It's not that simple. In fact, it's really complicated," says Tamsin.

"Well can't I be the judge of that?" asks Bo. Tamsin with a sad expression shakes her head. "Fine. Well I'm open to any and all suggestions on how to solve this little dilemma," says Bo, reclining back.

"I've never done this before," says Tamsin, quietly.

"What, had sex? For some reason I seriously doubt that," says Bo, frowning her eyebrows.

"That's not what I mean," says Tamsin, looking away.

Bo sits up. "Is it because you know me? That's it isn't it?" Bo does this hmm look, like she's getting to the bottom of something. "Is it because I'm not some random hookup?"

"I wouldn't say all that," replies Tamsin.

"You know, everything would be so much easier if you just let go you know? I think you over think things. Some things don't need any thought, just action and reaction."

"Isn't that just grand? Words of the wise coming from a Succubus," says Tamsin.

"Words that I live by. I'm serious Tamsin, you just need to relax and let go."

"Well I don't really know how to do that." Bo looks at Tamsin with sympathetic eyes as if Tamsin were a wounded creature. "Oh don't give me that look. I don't need you to feel sorry for me."

"I don't," says Bo. She places her hand on Tamsin's face and gently rubs it. "But it's okay to show a little compassion sometimes."

Tamsin grabs Bo's hand. "Compassion can get you killed."

"It could save your life one day. And maybe the life of someone else."

With Bo's last statement, Tamsin takes a deep breath. She lets go of Bo's hand and closes her eyes. Bo moves over to Tamsin and softly kisses her on the lips. She leans Tamsin to the ground, her hand underneath Tamsin's neck. Tamsin flinches as Bo begins to caress the side of her body with her free hand. Bo notices Tamsin's reactions and her eyes radiate blue, and this overwhelming urge floods her body. She closes her eyes tightly, trying to subdue her inherent desire to overpower Tamsin at least inititally. Her eyes settle back to brown. She resumes kissing Tamsin, each kiss growing in intensity.

Back at Bo's place. Kenzi, who has finished freshening herself and changing her attire, walks over to her phone to see if she has any returned calls or messages from Bo. "Dude, this is so not like her. Bo where are you?" She starts pacing. "Is it too early to panic? Somebody could've stolen my Bo Bo. No, she's probably with Dr. Hotpants. Alls I need is a distraction." She sits down on the sofa and turns on the television. It's not long before she begins to nod off. She pats herself on the cheek to stay awake. "This isn't working." She turns on the videogame and starts playing it. After she's played it for awhile, she decides to pause the game and order a pizza. When the pizza arrives, she turns on some music, dancing while she eats a slice. When she's done eating, she calls a few of her distant family members for chit-chat. After the phone calls and a few more to Bo, Kenzi shimmies her way over to the bottle of alcohol and drinks the rest of it, burning her throat. She plays some more videogames before going online to watch popular virals. When she's done, she slumps over on a stool and start throwing knives at the mannequin, looking at her phone. "That's it. I'm going to the Dal."

At the house ruins, Bo and Tamsin are heavily engaged in a passionate sexual union. The energy that their bodies create start to become too intense for Bo, who seems like a newly sired vampire trying to manage her appetite in the face of fresh blood. "I can't control it anymore," she says as if she were being tortured. She stops and sits up from Tamsin. Bo holds her stomach with one arm and covers her eyes with the other, bending as if she were in pain from a drug withdrawal. Her body becomes increasingly warm. Tamsin, who is pinned underneath Bo, looks like she's deciding whether or not to fight or flight. A wind comes over them, and Bo relaxes her arms, seemingly breathing in the air with her eyes held close. She opens them, a briliant blue. Bo looks down at Tamsin as if seeing her for the first time then chi sifts her. Afterwards, giving the expression that one would when they like something very much. "I am going to devour you."

Inside the Dal, Kenzi is talking to Trick after taking a shot of a drink. "You know what I mean Tricksta?"

"Kenzi, I'm sure Bo is fine. If anything she can take care of herself. I wouldn't worry," he says, tidying up behind the bar.

"Hit me with your best shot," says Kenzi, rocking from side to side.

"Here have the bottle," says Trick.

"Saweet!" Kenzi sees Dyson walk in. "Yo D man!" she yells. He waves and walks over to her.

"Kenzi," says Dyson, sitting next to her. "How come you're here alone?"

"Yeah about that, you wouldn't have by any chance seen Bo would you?"

"No. I haven't talked with Bo since we bagged the perp that attacked Lauren. Is everything alright?" asks Dyson.

"That's what I'm trying to figure out. I haven't seen her since around that time either," says Kenzi.

"She could be working a case."

"I thought about that, but she hasn't answered any of my phone calls or texts and she usually does by now. Hey, you should call her and see if she answers."

Dyson takes out his phone and calls Bo, it goes to voicemail. "Bo, it's Dyson."

"And Kenzi," she yells, in the background.

"And Kenzi," he says, smiling. "We were wondering if you were okay. When you get this message, it would be great if you could call us back so that we'll know you're alright. Thanks."

"Love ya," yells Kenzi.

"Kenzi wants you to know that she loves you. Okay, hope to hear from you soon." Dyson puts away his phone.

"See what I mean?" says Kenzi. "Tis not good."

"I'll tell you what Kenzi, if you don't hear from Bo by some time tomorrow, I will personally track her scent and find her."

"Thank you. That's all I ever wanted. I feels much better now."