The coming out party is in a matter of days, and all but Tamsin seems to be for the most part excited about it. Kenzi makes an unexpected visit to Lauren at her home.

"Kenzi, I'm surprised to see you here. Come in."

"Thanks Doc. So what're you up to? Wait just forget I even mentioned that. How ya been?"

"Better. Thanks for asking. It's funny how keeping busy sort of numbs the pain of things. I guess because…"

"Doc, you don't have to explain the physiology of being busy. I get it," says Kenzi.

"Understood. Well Kenzi, to what do I owe this visit?"

"I actually came over to talk to you about Bo."

"Oh," says Lauren. She sits at her desk. "Is she okay?" She begins interacting with her computer.

"Yes, but that's not what I wanted to talk about. There's going to be a coming out party at the Dal for Bo and Tamsin."

"Funny, I didn't get an invitation."

"I wouldn't think that you wanted one."

"And you would be correct. So, they're going all out huh? She never did anything like that for me."

"It wasn't really her idea. It's complicated," says Kenzi.

"So, you came all the way over here to tell me that?" asks Lauren.

"Not entirely. Look Lauren, I think that Bo is making a huge mistake."

"Bo's a big girl Kenzi."

"I understand that. But I know that Bo is still in love with you."

"Then she has a very odd way of showing it."

"She's just confused but she still loves you. She told me so. And I know that you still love her. And I think when the party happens you may lose Bo forever. If there was ever a time you wanted Bo back, now is your chance," says Kenzi, with commitment.

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Because Bo is my friend, and you two were made for each other." Kenzi starts to walk away.

"And if I were to remotely consider what you've told me, I don't know how I would go about it," says Lauren.

"Don't worry, I have a plan."

Day of the party. Bo and Tamsin decide to show up separately. The Dal is decorated in an elegant fashion that makes the coming out party seem more like an extravagant engagement party. Guests of both Light and Dark have already arrived and are mingling in their finest attire, drinking champagne.

Trick in his suit walks over to Kenzi, who is acting as hostess. "I can't believe the job you've done. Everything looks terrific Kenzi."

"Why thank you Trick," says Kenzi.

"Just seeing this many of us here. This may be a good thing after all."

"Yeah, about that, I may have puffed up a little on the invitations, but it's all good," says Kenzi.

Bo arrives first wearing an off the shoulder red dress that is above her knee and contours her body, her hair off to the side. Crystal earrings adorn her ears with a matching set of bracelets on her wrist, while crystal-embellished ankle band sandal heels garnish her feet. All eyes are on Bo as she mingles, grabbing a glass of champagne from a waitress on the way over to Trick and Kenzi.

"Yowsa," says Kenzi, touching Bo then shaking her hand as if it had gotten burned.

"Well thank you Kenzi, you're not looking too shabby yourself," says Bo.

"Well yeah, just because I'm part of the help doesn't mean I have to look like it," says Kenzi.

"You look great Bo," says Trick.

"And you pretty dapper," says Bo.

"Thanks Bo. I'm going to go finish my rounds. I'll see you girls later. And congratulations Bo," says Trick.

"Thank you," says Bo. Trick walks off.

"Wow there's gifts. Why are there gifts?" asks Bo, looking over at a table.

"You know your girl," says Kenzi, with a mischievous grin. She looks around. "Damn Bo. They won't stop staring. This may turn into a bachelorette party."

"I know the auras in here are very very naughty. They do know what kind of party this is, right Kenzi?"

"Yes Bo. I got this. Where is your other half at anyway?"

"I don't know. She was supposed to be here by now."

"You don't think she wouldn't show do you?"

"Don't say that Kenzi."

"Well this is Tamsin we're talking about, and this ain't her cup of tea," says Kenzi.

Bo looks like she's just realized something. "Kenzi what if I did run her off? I could tell that she didn't want to do this and I pressured her to do it anyway."

"I'm sure she'll show," says Kenzi, drinking from her glass. "And if she doesn't, well hey you'll have plenty of options here to take home. I'm just saying."

"No Kenzi. I'm starting to get all panicky, let's do some shots," says Bo.

After a few shots. "Okay, I'm going to stop right here. I don't want to get drunk and sloppy," says Bo.

"No, that wouldn't be a good look at all. Hey this is random but have you thought about what Tamsin would even wear? I mean really, it's Tamsin. She's like the biggest tomboy ever," says Kenzi. "Not that she dresses like one per se, but her attitude definitely. I can't even picture her in a dress."

"Didn't think about that. I just want her here," says Bo, beyond anxious.

"Chill Bo, it's only been like half an hour. It would be funny if she came and was like the hottest beyotch in here," says Kenzi.

"Then I would certainly leave early," says Bo.

Dyson walks over to them in a suit with a Mandarin collar. "Well if it isn't the lady in red that everyone's talking about. You look really stunning Bo," he says.

"Hey, I'm over here too you know," says Kenzi.

"Of course Kenzi. You know you have an unparallel sense of fashion," says Dyson.

"You're saved this time," says Kenzi, pointing at him.

"So Bo, where's Tamsin?" he asks.

"I honestly really don't know," she answers.

"We think she bailed," says Kenzi.

"Kenzi," says Bo.

"Even though this isn't her scene, she cares about you Bo. She'll be here," says Dyson. He pauses. "There she is now."

All three of them look over to the entrance. Tamsin, who is usually very strong, walks in a bit vulnerable, especially since it seemed like everyone in the room stopped what they were doing to watch her.

"Guess you'll be leaving early," says Kenzi, sipping some champagne.

"Yeah," says Bo, eyes blue. "I'll see you guys later," she says, walking away, eyes on Tamsin.

"Succubus is on the move," says Kenzi.

Bo gets close to Tamsin and stops like she's taking it all in. Tamsin sees her, she starts walking over to Bo. She is wearing an asymmetrical one shoulder champagne gold short chiffon dress. The fitted upper part of her dress is completely comprised of an elaborate mix of Swarovski crystals and gold sequins, and the bottom half, the flowing short chiffon. Her hair is draped with loose curls, and her ears and wrists are ornamented with gold dangling earrings and matching bracelets. The clutch she is carrying is metallic and her shoes, a sparkling pair of gold, strappy stiletto pointed-toe heels. As the light reflects from off of her, she stands out like glitter. Tamsin reaches Bo.

"I apologize for being late."

"No apologizes necessary."

"You appear especially remarkable," says Tamsin. Bo smiles a thank you smile. "Do you think this is okay?"

"Are you kidding me? Tamsin, you look breathtaking," says Bo, who can't seem to take her eyes off of her. "And I am finding it very difficult trying to keep myself under control."

"Oh. Well um thanks," says Tamsin, with an awkward smile. "Okay why is everyone staring over here?"

"I'm sure for the same reason I am," says Bo.

"Well if they don't stop I swear I will have them all running in fear."

"That reminds me," says Bo, going into her wristlet. She takes out a small box.

"Whoa, it's a little too soon to go proposing," says Tamsin, nervously.

"It's not like that," says Bo. She opens the box, displaying a necklace.

"I didn't know we were exchanging gifts."

"I wanted to. This is actually a Talisman."

"You aren't by any chance trying to make me into some sort of love slave?"

"No Tamsin. Anyway, the lion is supposed to represent courage, the cherub, love, and the eagle, protection. At least that's what Trick says. All of them together mean that love will always be protected with honesty and courage, or something close to that." She places it around Tamsin's neck. "And I have one too. I know corny huh?" says Bo, placing hers around her neck.

Tamsin doesn't know what to say. "Um, it is." She pauses. "No one has ever given me anything like this before."

Bo touches the side of Tamsin's face. "You know I was going to say some lame speech about us being together, but since everyone is looking, hows about we give them something to look at?"

"I don't think that's such a good idea. I'm not sure if I put on the staining lipstick or," says Tamsin, being cut off by Bo kissing her. She kisses Bo back.

At the bar. "I'm pretty sure I was supposed to have looked away by now," says Kenzi.

Bo and Tamsin conclude their steamy kiss with one another. "I guess you were wearing the one that doesn't come off," says Bo.

"I guess so."

Kenzi starts clapping which causes a ripple effect of everyone else doing the same throughout the room with several whistles and hoots. Bo smiles at everyone while Tamsin does a weird look. "C'mon let's go say hi to everyone," says Bo. The party resumes as Bo and Tamsin make their way over to the rest of the gang. "Everyone Tamsin, Tamsin everyone," says Bo.

"Can someone say hot mama?!" says Kenzi. "Who knew underneath all that dark bravado there was a rose."

"You're gonna make me gag," says Tamsin.

"Then Tamsin returns," says Kenzi.

"You clean up well partner," says Dyson.

"You look lovely Tamsin," says Trick.

"Okay I don't think I can this anymore," says Tamsin.

"Baby," says Bo. Tamsin gives her a not-here look. "I mean, Tamsin, you're beautiful. Take the compliments. You deserve them."

Tamsin sighs deeply. "Thanks everyone for the compliments," she says, like it took so much out of her. All of them say their versions of you're welcome.

"See, now that wasn't so bad, now was it?" says Bo, holding Tamsin's hand. "We're going to go around and socialize with the crowd. We'll catch up with you all later."

"Be sure to come back in one piece," says Kenzi.

An hour and a half later, everyone has settled in and is relaxed, having a good time, enjoying the food and drinks and the company of each other. Kenzi has the music turned down so that she can do a toast. Trick gets everyone's attention. Kenzi stands on a stoop. "Okay everyone," she says, lifting her glass in the air. "I would like to make a toast even though it may not be appropriate but it seems like it does for some reason. Mayhaps the alcohol. Anyway I want to toast to my amazing friend and sister Bo. She is the greatest and most lurvable person I know. And if it weren't for her I probably wouldn't be standing here today because bitches be crazy. But yes to you Bo. No one deserves to be happy more than you and I think you've found it. And to Tamsin. What can I say, I misjudged you. You have proven in many ways that you really do care for Bo. I mean, in the beginning you breathed impending doom to my Bo, then you ripped her heart out, stomped on it a few times and brought it back, but now that I have come to know you, where was I going with this again? Ah yes, you turned out to be pretty cool, scary and crazy at times, but cool, and you bring Bo happiness, and that's what matters. But if you hurt her I got two words and one crazy bitch for you, Baba Yaga. To Bo and Tamsin," she says, taking a sip of her drink. Everyone does the same, clapping afterwards. "Okay hit it music maestro." The music resumes.

Kenzi walks over to Bo and Tamsin. "How'd you womenfolk like my toast?" she asks. Tamsin frowns.

"I thought it was very you Kenzi. And I love you too. Thank you," says Bo, hugging Kenzi.

"Yeah I'm gonna go to the little girls' room," says Tamsin.

"Oh do you want me to come with?" asks Bo.

"I think I can manage on my own," says Tamsin, walking off.

"Okay how do you deal with that on a daily basis?" asks Kenzi.

"I remind myself how incredible the sex is. And how she gives really good," says Bo.

"Don't even finish that sentence, like ever," says Kenzi, looking like she wants to hurl.

"Hey you asked. I should go get a few words in with Trick."

"Yeah, please do," says Kenzi, looking disgusted.

Kenzi goes into the bathroom and sees Tamsin's clutch sitting on the counter. "You okay in there?" says Kenzi, to Tamsin. She takes Tamsin's phone out of her clutch bag.

"Kenzi?" says Tamsin, from a stall. "Did Bo send you in here or something?"

"Nope," says Kenzi, sending a text message from Tamsin's phone and then deleting any record of it. "Just checking myself in the mirror." She puts the phone back. "Gotta preserve the sexy you know what I mean?"

"Is there a don't care option?"

"Oh Tamsin, I bet every time you talk an innocent puppy dies somewhere in the world."

"No, but I know of someone who might if she doesn't stop talking to me in the restroom."

"I'm done anyways. All yours again," says Kenzi, exiting.

Kenzi finds Bo. "What's up homie?" she says.

"I'm good. Have you seen Tamsin?" asks Bo.

"She's probably long gone by now."

Bo looks at Kenzi funny. "Okay, anyway. This is a really great party Kenzi. Thank you so much for this."

"No probs. We girls," says Kenzi.

"But I am sooo ready to go."

"The Tamsin effect?" says Kenzi. Bo nods her head. "Well I'll give you that. If I were into girl parts, today she'd definitely make the cut."

"You don't know how hard it's been containing myself this entire time. When I get home, I am going to fu," says Bo, being cut off.

"Whoa I said if I were into girl parts. Calm down grasshopper. I'm sure you'll get your chance."

"It's going to be more epic than epic. Quick what's more epic than epic?"

"Like astronomical epic?" says Kenzi. Bo nods her head. "Then I'd better find a room for a few days."

Bo feels her phone vibrate. She checks it, smiling.

"You okay there?" asks Kenzi.

"More than okay. Kenzi, I gotta go, you'll be okay here?"

"Yes. Go. Make merry," says Kenzi.

Bo hugs and kisses her on the cheek. "Thanks Kenzi."

"Don't hurt nobody," says Kenzi.

"I can't make any promises. Later Kenzi." Bo rushes off, slipping out the back.

Bo goes home and finds the lights off. She walks in and goes over to the stairs and see rose petals leading up them, lit candles on each step. Her eyes glow. She slowly walks up the steps, anticipating. She enters her room and sees someone sitting on her bed in a robe. "I hope you're ready for this," says Bo. She walks over to the person. Right as she is about to reach the person, the person gets up and faces her. "Lauren?"

Back at the Dal. Tamsin is in the middle of a pool game with Dyson. "I didn't think pool could look this sexy," says Dyson.

"Down boy. This one's not for sale," she says, hitting her shot.

"A man can dream can't he?"

"That's all he'll be doing," she says, hitting another ball in.

"Where's Bo at anyway?" he asks.

"I don't know," she says as if not knowing does not seem to bother her. She sinks another ball.

"Okay. Am I gonna get another turn?"

"The plan is no, but you can get me another drink," says Tamsin, sinking another.

"I shall return momentarily."

Back at Bo's place. Bo turns on the light. "Lauren? What are you doing here?"

"I came here for you Bo," she answers. Bo looks so confused. "I know the roses and the candles were a little much, but I had to do something."

"It was a nice gesture, but…"

"Wow you look so beautiful," says Lauren. "I missed that you know, your beauty, seeing it every day."

"Thank you. I've missed you too Lauren. But I don't get, I don't know, what's going on?" asks Bo, finally. "I mean, what is all of this?"

Lauren walks over to her. "I came because I still love you Bo. And I know that you love me."

"I do love you Lauren, but I also…"

"No buts," she says, caressing Bo's face. Bo closes her eyes. "I still want you Bo. I still want us."

Bo reopens her eyes and starts backing away. "I-I can't. I don't know. Am I being pranked or something?"

"No, this is very real. I don't want to live the rest of my life without you. I want us to be together again," says Lauren. Bo is at a loss for words. "I have loved you since the first day that we met. You know that?"

"So have I Lauren. And there were many days and nights that I wanted to hear those words come from you. But things are different now. And I think that maybe you could've told me this earlier. Like when I wasn't in a relationship."

"Does it really matter when as long as you know now?"

"Yes, it does. And today is really not a good day for this."

"What difference does it make? I'm here now," says Lauren, she gets closer to Bo and disrobes.

"Lauren, what are you doing?"

"Our love has gone through so many ups and downs but it is unbreakable. Even now," she says, kissing Bo.

At the Dal. "I'm done," says Tamsin, to Dyson.

"What no rematch?"

"Not today." She looks at a clock on the wall. "I'm gonna go have a looksy around."

"You know Bo may be in the Ladies Room," says Dyson.

"I was referring to the buffet table, but if you would like to check be my guess," says Tamsin, walking away.

The night continues and it is evident that Bo isn't there anymore. Tamsin, who is leaning against the wall with a drink in her hand, looks bored, tired of the countless people asking her the whereabouts of Bo. Dyson goes over to her. "You know she probably had an emergency," he says.

"Yeah well if one more person asks me about her, the party will definitely be over," says Tamsin, she takes a sip of her drink.

"You could try calling her," says Dyson.

"Would you like to be my first volunteer?" says Tamsin.

"Okay. Don't worry partner. I won't let anyone ask you anymore questions."

Meanwhile, Lauren and Bo are in bed barely covered with sheets, making love to each other like tonight was their last night on Earth. The emotions on their faces display how long they have been waiting for this moment to happen. One hand underneath Lauren's head and the other underneath the sheets, their bodies rocking with every stroke, Bo suddenly stops.

"What's wrong?" asks Lauren.

"I don't think we should continue," says Bo.

"Why not?"

"Because…I haven't done this with...you in a while, I might hurt you."

"You won't," says Lauren, kissing her. "I still trust you Bo." A ferocious urge fuels inside of Bo, her eyes go blue, and she starts kissing Lauren as if she were ravenous for her.

Back at the Dal. Dyson is still with Tamsin. "Well, I think I'm going to get going now," says Tamsin.

"What you don't want to wait until it's over?" says Dyson, smiling. Tamsin does a Tamsin expression. "Yeah, well I enjoyed your company. And Tamsin, you're not so bad after all."

Tamsin nods her head. Before walking out of normal hearing distance, she turns around. "Dyson." He looks. "Thank you," she says.

"For what?" he asks.

"For being here," says Tamsin. He lifts his glass to her and nods his head. Tamsin exits.