Dyson's behavior gets worse the more he sees Bo and Tamsin act as if they're not together. At the police precinct, Dyson bumps into Tamsin as if she wasn't there.
"What's your problem?" she asks.
"I'm sorry I didn't see you," he says, in an uncaring voice.
"Okay, I know you saw me. You have got to be as blind as someone that is blind if you didn't see me. If you got a problem with me we can go, I'm ready." They confront each other as if they are about to fight.
Dyson's eyes going wolf. "You think so?"
"Oh bring it on big boy so that you can leave here with your head down and your tail dangling between your legs," says Tamsin.
"Try it," says Dyson.
Someone sees them and breaks it up. "What the hell are you two doing? If the Captain sees you, you'll both be on suspension. Go to the backroom and work your shit out there, not here," he suggests.
Tamsin and Dyson go to the backroom. "What the hell is wrong with you anyway? Every time I see you, you have this funky ass attitude. I'm being piled up by everlasting cases. Are you trying to make my life miserable?" asks Tamsin.
"You want to know what's my problem?" he asks.
"I thought I just made that clear."
"You and Bo! Parading around here like no one knows what's going on. I think I know her scent very well. And it was all over you."
"So you're mad because I'm sleeping with your ex girlfriend and you're not?" says Tamsin.
"Tamsin, I don't know what your game is but this has to end now," orders Dyson.
"Excuse me, last time I checked I was a grown ass woman."
"You don't know Bo like I do," says Dyson.
"And what the hell is that suppose to mean?"
"It's not just sex with Bo. It's not a game. When she falls, she falls hard. And I'm not going to let you do anything to hurt her!"
"Is that so?" says Tamsin.
"I will stop you if I have to," he says.
"You can surely try."
"Nothing good will come from this. Bo deserves better."
"Oh and I guess that's you huh? Didn't you get your love back or something like that and didn't tell her? Or is it Lauren, who keeps her medicated so that she can't be who she's meant to be?"
"That was different. And Lauren is trying to help her to not become something Dark."
"Well I happen to like my meat Dark. And who the hell are you to tell me what I'm doing in my relationship, that I'm hurting her?" says Tamsin.
"I'm someone that loves her, something you can never be capable of doing. You've wanted Bo locked down since we became partners. We're creatures of habit, you will never change. You can never be what she wants and needs. You need to end it now before it goes any further."
"You don't know anything about me! How dare you try to judge me? Obviously I'm doing something right. She chose to be with me. This conversation is over." Tamsin walks away, but he grabs her arm.
"Tamsin, if you hurt Bo. That will be the last thing you'll ever do."
"More idle threats. Let go of me before I really give you something to scream about," says Tamsin.
"This is your last and only warning," says Dyson. He lets go and Tamsin walks out of the room, slamming the door against the wall.
The guy from earlier walks over to her. "Did you all work it out?" he asks.
"Yeah, fuck off!" she says, grabbing her jacket, walking out of the station.
Bo is at home. Kenzi walks in. "What's goings on?" she asks, sitting down a bag.
"Nothing. Where have you been?" asks Bo, looking at the bag.
"Shoe sale."
Bo is calling someone on her cell. "Why is she not answering?"
"Can't get in contact with your Boo, Bo? Don't you just hate that?" says Kenzi.
"I know, and yeah. She usually calls back by now."
"Well damn Bo, I don't think she's dead or anything. I'm sure it hasn't been two days since you last saw or heard from her."
"Yeah well, we were supposed to meet up to hang out here."
"Like a dinner and a movie thing? How so unTamsin," says Kenzi.
"I bought new mattresses and sheets."
"And you were doing so well and ruined it that fast. She'll get in contact with you I'm sure. You guys act like you're inseparable." Someone knocks on the door. "See that's probably her now."
Bo opens the door. "Dyson, what are you doing here?" she asks.
"Bo I have to talk to you," he says, walking in. "Is Tamsin here?"
"No why do you ask?" asks Bo, with a frown.
"Hey Kenzi," he says.
"Dyster," says Kenzi.
"It's important that I talk to you," says Dyson.
"Wow Dyson, what's the urgency?" asks Bo.
Dyson looks at Kenzi then back at Bo. "Oh I can take a hint. Hush-hush conversation. Because it's not like she's not going to tell me later anyway. But I'll go now. I have more shopping to do anyways. Laters," says Kenzi.
"Okay bye Kenzi," says Bo. Kenzi exits the house, and Bo sits down on a kitchen stool. "So what did you want to talk about?"
"I know that you have been sneaking around with Tamsin."
"What?" says Bo, caught off guard by his statement.
"I smelled your scent on her."
Bo starts shaking her head. "No, you don't know what you're talking about."
"I saw you two Bo, with my own eyes."
"I highly doubt that Dyson," says Bo. She takes a sip of water from out of a bottle.
"The day you went camping, far up in a secluded field off of Highway 37."
Bo's face grows pale. "No, there's no way you could've known that."
"I was there Bo."
"Doing what, spying on me? How could you Dyson? You invaded my privacy. Our privacy. Do you know how that makes me feel?" She walks away, her back turned to him.
"I wasn't there for that. I thought it would have been a good idea if I surprised you. You seemed like you enjoyed the idea of me being able to camp with you."
"Well you could have called Dyson. I feel so violated. I don't know if I can even look at you the same way."
"I think you should call whatever you have or are doing with her off. She's not good for you Bo."
Bo turns around. "Who are you to tell me anything like that? The same person that told me that Lauren couldn't love me either. I don't think I'll be taking any relationship advice from you."
"If this gets out, it could hurt the peace treaty that we're trying to do here between the Light and the Dark. Being with her could start a feud that we may not be able to stop."
"Why is it that every decision that I make there's always a possible feud?" asks Bo.
"It's the way it has always been. Can't you see how important it is to prevent one?"
"I'm unaligned remember? I can date whomever I want," says Bo.
"Not her Bo."
"Why not her? You don't even know her Dyson. Why are you being like this?"
"Because I care about you. I don't want you to be caught in the crossfire. And I don't want you to get hurt."
"Well maybe you could have told me that when you got your love back," says Bo.
"Bo."
"No. If you wanted to be with me then you should have stayed, or at least fought harder, not live to be my sabotager of relationships. I'm staying with her Dyson. I'm tired of the back and forthness. I want to give this a chance," says Bo.
"Bo, you don't know what big of a mistake you'll be making by staying with her. How long do you really think you can keep it a secret before everyone finds out?" asks Dyson.
"What if I don't want to keep it a secret any longer? We should be able to be public just like anyone else."
"Bo, you don't know what you're saying."
"No, I know exactly what I'm saying. I don't think your hearing is very well. Because I said that I'm staying with her. I'm not going to let your rules dictate my life."
"And what about Trick, he and Hale are fighting like hell to broker a peace between the two sides? And Kenzi, who is in the middle? Your every move affects her life."
"You're going too far," says Bo.
"And what about Lauren? We all know the way you still feel about her. It was in the look in your eyes. How do you think she'll feel? You think you two will have a chance of getting back together after she finds out about you and Tamsin?"
Bo shakes her head. "And what do you care?"
"If I didn't, I wouldn't be here."
"And to bring up Lauren? Wait…Lauren, wait a minute, you tried to set me up. Lauren wouldn't have come to the station at that time of night. You called her because I was there with Tamsin, and you wanted her to see us together. Isn't that right?" says Bo. Dyson doesn't say anything. "Oh wow, if you're capable of doing something like that to me, there's no telling what else you could have done, or will do."
"Everything that I have ever done has always been in your best interest."
"Words cannot describe the way that I feel right now. Get out."
"Bo," says Dyson.
"No leave. You need to leave now." Her eyes blue from anger.
"I'll go then," he says. He looks back at Bo before exiting the house. Bo walks over to the couch and curls up on it.
Kenzi comes in later, calling for Bo repeatedly without an answer. She finds Bo in the bathtub, bubbles surrounding, with her head against her knees. Kenzi kneels beside the tub. She rubs Bo across her upper back. "What's wrong Bo Bo, still haven't heard from Tamsin?" She sees Bo's eyes strained red from having recently cried. "Okay, if you want me to snuff her, I can totally make a couple phone calls to some family members and she can be gone like that," says Kenzi, snapping her fingers.
"It's not her."
Bo tells her about the conversation that she had with Dyson. And when she's done, Kenzi is still reeling in shock. "I can't believe it. He must be on wolf crack or something because he would never do something like that," says Kenzi. She gets up. "I gotta make a stop, but I'll be right right back."
Kenzi enters the Dal and finds Dyson sitting at the bar alone, drinking. She walks over to him and smacks him in the face. "That was for being a perv." She smacks him. "That's for hurting Bo." She smacks him again. "And that was for general principle. How could you do that? Every time I'm on your side, you always seem to do something to make me pissed at you all over again."
"Well, I'm sorry Kenzi," says Dyson.
"Damn right you are. And you just can't go around spying on people having intimate moments. Just because you've seen the parts before doesn't mean you have the rights to those same privileges. What were you thinking? You broke a major girl code."
"I am sorry for that. I didn't mean to violate anyone's privacy. But I'm not sorry about Tamsin, and the things I said to her."
"That's why Tamsin hasn't contacted Bo? So now you're playing double agent. First you tried to sabotage her with Lauren at the precinct and now you've done it with Tamsin. Dude, that's cruel."
"I don't think she's good enough for Bo."
"But Bo does. You can't go around telling people to stop seeing each other. This isn't like Romeo and Juliet. This is real life. Bo is investing in this. And instead of thinking the worst, why can't you wish them the best?" says Kenzi.
Dyson takes a mouthful of his drink. "Because it's Tamsin."
Kenzi nods her head with a this-is-true look. "Still, Bo is really hurting. Just because people don't approve of what they have doesn't make it right to hurt them. You're going to have to fix this."
"She doesn't want to see me now," says Dyson.
"I'm sure. But repair it somehow. A friendship like you guys shouldn't end like this."
Back at Bo's, Tamsin finally decides to make an appearance. Bo opens the door with a housecoat on. "Just so you know you're beyond late. I hope you're not hungry because I didn't cook or order anything. And I hope you don't feel like watching a movie because I'm not in the mood." She sits down on the couch, folding her legs beside her.
Tamsin sits next to her. "Having a bad day?"
"The worst," says Bo, leaning against Tamsin.
"You want…to talk about it?" Tamsin asks, leaning her head against Bo's.
"Not really. I don't want to get upset again." It gets quiet. "Have you ever thought that maybe what we're doing is wrong?" asks Bo.
"Do you think that? Or did someone else plant that seed into your head?" asks Tamsin.
"I just wanted to know what you thought," says Bo.
"You know what I think, I think that people should mind their own business. And as far as we go, I think that we shouldn't care what other people think about us, just what we think of each other."
"Aww. That made me feel like a little bit better. You know, you're really good with words. I never realized how insightful you are."
"I guess it just takes someone to listen."
"Yeah well. We're going to have to ride this thing out now. The cat is out of the bag."
Things have not been the same between Dyson, Tamsin and Bo since the Dyson incident. Tamsin and Bo have been doing small things in the public eye like getting gas, or picking up take out, but nothing major.
At the Dal. Dyson walks over to Bo and Kenzi, who are sitting at the bar. "Bo, can we talk?" he asks.
"We don't have anything to talk about," responds Bo.
"I'm sorry Bo. I overstepped my boundaries. I should have gone about it in a different way. Things happened. And I was an asshole. But I don't want to go the rest of my life without you in it. At least the way we were. I will do anything to get our friendship back," says Dyson. Kenzi has an aww look in her eyes.
"Anything?" asks Bo.
"Of course," says Dyson.
"Well for starters, I think you should feel the way you made me feel," says Bo.
"How can I do that?" he asks.
"Start by pulling your pants down and standing like that in front of all these people for ten minutes," says Bo.
Kenzi doesn't hear this, she is drinking her drink. Dyson pulls his pants down, exposing himself. Bo smiles. When Kenzi turns around and sees Dyson, she chokes on her drink. "Holy schlong," she says. "Damn Bo. What do you call an endowed puppet? Well strung my little grasshopper. Well strung."
Dyson tries to cover himself with his hands. "No covering up. Time starts now," says Bo.
Bo and Kenzi are poking fun at Dyson while everyone in the bar is either whispering, pointing, grossed out, or entertained.
"How's it hanging?" says Kenzi.
"Somebody's been acting pretty ballsy," says Bo.
Dyson puts his hands on his hips and gives them a is-that-all-you-got look.
"If you ass me Kenzi, I'd say these are some hairy times," says Bo.
"I got one, I got one. So dude, do you like always piss on your nuts?" says Kenzi.
"Good one," says Bo, laughing, high-fiving Kenzi. "That was cold Kenzi, speaking of which, did someone turn the air on because I could've sworn that that looked way different five minutes ago."
Trick walks over to them from behind the bar. "Guys, what's going on? Some of my patrons are leaving and staring over here," he says.
"That's because the Dyster is showing off his fun parts," says Kenzi.
"So glad I'm on this side of the bar. Bet or not, pull up your pants. For everyone's sake," says Trick.
Dyson looks over to Bo. "Okay, you can zip up now," says Bo.
"Yeah, I'm starting to get sensory overload," says Kenzi.
Dyson pulls up his pants. "Anything else?" he asks.
"Oh I've got plenty," says Bo.
A woman walks over and hands Dyson a napkin with her number on it. He smiles at her and she walks away.