Chapter 2 - Let The Games Begin
Bo woke up the next morning and stretched.
"Hello, BoBo!" Kenzi called out and Bo popped up from her bed.
"Kenzi! You're back!" she shouted in excitement, running to her best friend. She had so much energy and felt the best she'd ever been in ages. Kenzi hugged Bo, taking in her scent and reveling in the fact that she had her best friend back. When the human pulled away, however, her mouth dropped.
"What the hell happened to you?" Kenzi asked, staring at her neck. Bo looked at her, confused. She touched where Kenzi was looking and flinched a little, and then walked over to the bathroom mirror. She examined her neck and her mouth fell too. There was an angry, swollen, bruised bite mark at the bottom of her neck.
"I don't know..." Bo answered, touching it, "Ow," she whispered.
"Must have had some wild, rough sex last night-thank God, I wasn't here," Kenzi replied.
"It explains the way I feel," Bo answered. Kenzi smiled, "Are you sure it was from just the sex? You seem happier than you normally do," Kenzi retorted as they both went downstairs. Bo tightened the strap she had on her kimono.
"Yeah, it must have been one powerful Fae," Bo speculated.
"More powerful than Dyson?" Kenzi asked, doubting the possibility.
"Maybe, I mean, even after I slept with him I didn't feel this good most of the time," Bo replied, enjoying the way she felt right now.
"So, who was it? Must have been one mighty powerful Fae," Kenzi said, leaning against the counter, trying to squeeze answers from her friend. Bo shook her head, trying to remember.
"I don't know," she murmured. Kenzi arched her eyebrow, "You don't know? Or you don't remember? There's a big difference there," she said.
"I don't remember. How do I not remember? Was I that drunk?" Bo asked herself.
"You had blacked out sex? With a powerful Fae? BoBo, I thought we talked about this? How much did you have to drink and what happened to make you drink that much?" Kenzi asked. Bo's face fell as she remembered the incident with Lauren.
"Lauren," Bo answered, "she was kissing another guy," she finished. Kenzi nodded her head in acknowledgement, "Oh."
"Did you talk to her?" the human asked. Bo nodded, "We had an argument and then I went to Trick's. I was looking for someone to feed on at the Dal. I didn't think I found anyone," she replied, trying to remember.
"Who took you home?" Kenzi asked. Bo looked at her, confused, "That's a good question."
"Wait," Bo said suddenly, remembering something.
"There was a guy," she said, straining her mind to remember. Then she was confused again, "But Trick sent him away."
"Maybe the guy came back while Trick wasn't looking and took you away and you brought him here, where you had crazy, wild, amazing Fae sex," Kenzi concluded. Bo looked at her, her eyes wide, "God, I hope not," she responded. Kenzi looked at her, puzzled, "What? BoBo no-no want sex with hot Fae-Fae? I thought I'd never see the day-day," she said, as she mockingly wiped non-existent tears from her eyes. Bo gave her an unamused look.
"No. Trick said that he's the kind of Fae that sleeps with you, impregnates you, and then leaves you until the baby is born, so unless you want me to be a Baby Mama, you better pray you're wrong," Bo answered. She hurried upstairs so she could change, being sure to take a scarf and talk to Trick about what happened last night.
Tamsin went to work in the morning and did her best to cover up the marks on her neck. She grumbled to herself, slightly embarrassed that she had to wear a turtleneck to work. She hoped nobody noticed.
Dyson, however, definitely noticed. Tamsin forgot how awkward it would be and was thankful that she took a shower to wash off the scent of Bo. He raised his eyebrows at her attire.
"Good morning," he said, not bothering to hide the amused look on his face. Tamsin rolled her eyes and walked to the coffee pot. She needed to get her morning started awake and alert.
"Had a good night last night, did you?" he asked, a smirk on his face.
"Shut up before I make you," she growled. He chuckled at her hostile response. She took her seat.
"That person must have loved your neck if you have to wear a turtleneck to work. You look like a schoolgirl, much more intimidating," he continued mocking her. Tamsin glared at him, "Beats being a lovesick puppy," she retorted. His smile faltered but tried not to let the comment get him down. Tamsin sighed at his expression, "That was a bit much," she admitted. He ignored her and continued working.
"I have a suspect in custody, you mind interrogating him?" he asked.
"I'm sorry," she murmured quietly, knowing she was taking her frustration out on him.
"I'm sure your turtleneck will charm him to talk," he joked after she apologized. She rolled her eyes, grabbed the file on her desk and walked to the interrogation room. She heard him chuckle a little at her response. And to think, she had to deal with this all day. Thank God that the one she couldn't cover was under her turtleneck.
Bo walked up to Trick in the Dal, followed by Kenzi. Trick saw Bo and smiled, "Sorry about last night-"
"What happened last night?" Bo asked, panicked. Trick gave her a confused look, "You don't remember?" he asked.
"Did I sleep with that guy last night? Am I pregnant, Trick? Please tell me I'm not pregnant," Bo asked, hoping that he would say no. Trick replied, "No, I sent him away. What's going on?"
"BoBo, here, feels like a million bucks and the only person that can make her feel this good and has the teeth to leave a mark, is-"
"No, Kenzi, Lauren and I agreed he was off limits," Bo interrupted, she's been pushing the thought and possibility of that out of her mind. Trick looked like he was putting the pieces back together.
"Dyson?" he asked. Bo shook her head, "It can't have been. Unless..." she trailed off.
"You called him in your drunken stupor and had amazing Fae-sex with him," Kenzi suggested. Bo growled, "No. No, no, no," she continued to say then turned into a whine.
"What am I going to tell Lauren?" she asked herself.
"Well, she kissed another guy, I think she deserved it," Kenzi countered.
"I broke the one rule we had, Kenzi," the succubus retorted. "This is worse than being pregnant," Bo pouted, "Why can't I be pregnant?" she asked. Kenzi raised her eyebrows, "What the hell happened while I was gone?" she whispered to Trick.
"Oh, she got her invitation to the Dawning but I'm pretty sure it doesn't do this. I'll call Stella," he said, picking up the phone.
"Okay," Kenzi said, pulling Bo's arm, "Let's go to the Po-Po station and find the wolfman to figure this out," she concluded. Bo didn't fight her best friend as they went out the door of the Dal.
Dyson was studying a file of a recent case when he smelled the familiar scent of-
"Bo," he said as he turned around. And sure enough, the succubus came through the door.
"Hey," she said, trying not be awkward. Kenzi went up to the detective and placed a finger on his chest, trying to put on her most serious face without being serious, "Did you or did you not go to Bo's house and sleep with her?"
Dyson looked at her, clearly confused. He stood up, towering over Kenzi and Bo looking at him, worried. The wolf looked back down to Kenzi, "No, I didn't," he answered honestly. The human looked at him, narrowing her eyes.
"Did she call you? Did you call him?" she asked, turning to Bo. The succubus shrugged and pulled out her phone to check, "No. She didn't," he answered for her. Bo let out a sigh of relief and Dyson kept his face stoic.
"Then what the Fae happened?" Kenzi asked. "That's what I wanna know," Bo answered, crossing her arms. She noticed Tamsin wasn't at her desk but shook it out of her mind. Too focused on the situation at hand.
Tamsin opened the door of the interrogation room and walked out. She lifted her head and saw Bo. Her eyes widened as she panicked, she quickly walked left into the hallway and out of sight.
"Why do you think it was me?" Dyson asked. Kenzi looked at him and then at Bo.
"Well, her neck looks like a zombie tried to eat her," Kenzi answered before Bo could stop her. Dyson looked at her and then her neck, which was covered with a scarf. He raised his eyebrows but Bo thought it was best if she didn't show him.
"No," she answered, seeing the look on his face.
"How bad is it?" he asked, trying to look amused. She shook her head, "I'm not showing you," Bo said stubbornly. He gave her a look and Kenzi looked like she wasn't going to intervene. Bo glared at him but then rolled her eyes and relented. She lifted the scarf up and bit and showed him the red-green-purple, swollen bite mark. He raised his eyebrows, "Why didn't you heal?" he asked.
"She got Faaaeee-wasted last night. I mean, blacked out, wasted," Kenzi replied.
"Is something wrong? Did something happen?" he asked, concerned.
"Nothing you should worry about," Bo answered before Kenzi could. She sighed and ran her hand through her hair.
"So if you didn't do it, then who did?" Bo asked herself. Kenzi shrugged and Dyson sat back down into his seat.
Tamsin could see the mark she made from where she was standing, which was behind the wall seven feet away from Bo. Dyson caught her glance and Tamsin quickly hid, knowing he'd seen her.
"Shit," she cursed but couldn't help but smirk a little at the mark she gave her. Even her succubus powers couldn't heal her from that.
Dyson looked suspiciously at Tamsin behind the wall as Bo and Kenzi left the police station. He got up and walked over to her, except she wasn't behind the wall anymore. He turned around and found her sitting at her desk.
"Tamsin," he said, his voice full of warning. She looked at him, feigning ignorance.
"What?" she asked. He gave her a glare, not answering her question. She didn't pull away from his stare, not backing down.
"It was you," he stated. She laughed, "I don't-"
"Don't lie to me," he growled. Tamsin stood up to face him, clenching her teeth, "Be careful, Dyson. Your wolf is showing."
He growled at her but it was lessened, "I know it was you." Tamsin ran her hand through her hair, "What do you want me to say, 'I'm sorry?'" she asked. He backed off a little, taking a step back.
"I just wanted the truth," he answered. Tamsin lifted her head, "And what has it gotten you?" she asked. He remained silent and walked back to his seat, pretending nothing happened.
The blonde sighed and walked out of the police station, she needed some air.
"Great, so now we're back at square one," Bo said, throwing her hands up in defeat.
"No," Kenzi said, "who took you home last night?" she asked. Bo furrowed her brow, trying to remember.
"You don't remember," Kenzi guessed and Bo shook her head to confirm it. Kenzi nodded, "Okay, awesome, we're going back to Trick," she said.
They arrived at the Dal, again, and walked up to the bartender, who was talking to Stella. Kenzi raised her eyebrows, "Who's Trick's sexy, new woman?" she asked.
"Stella," Bo replied, "the one helping me through the Dawning."
"The bitch who said humans taint the process," Kenzi concluded. Bo sighed, "It's not her fault. She didn't make the rules."
Kenzi didn't pay attention, or rather, she didn't care and decided she didn't like the old blonde.
"Find anything?" Trick asked. Bo shook her head, "It wasn't Dyson," Bo answered. Trick nodded and Stella looked puzzled.
"The invitation doesn't affect Fae after it's deactivated. It never has, at least, none that I heard of," she said. Bo nodded, "So I just got shit-faced, slept with a stranger and it's all my fault," she stated.
"At least you aren't pregnant and it wasn't Dyson. That's what's important," Kenzi responded, trying to be optimistic.
"And you fed. That's also important," Trick added.
"I just wish I knew who it was," Bo said, defeated.
"So you could get seconds?" Kenzi joked.
"Was it your human doctor?" Stella asked, trying to be helpful.
"Unless Lauren suddenly became Fae and we had amazing make-up sex last night, no. I'm pretty sure it wasn't her," Bo answered. Stella nodded her head, but her expression indicated that she gave too much information. Trick shrugged, just as Bo turned around to leave, "Ask Tamsin. She's the one that took you home last night," he answered. Bo froze. And slowly turned back around in her seat. She looked at Trick, her face serious, "Tamsin took me home last night?" she asked slowly. Her grandfather nodded and looked confused by her tone, "You don't think-" he stopped himself short. Bo raised her eyebrows.
"It makes sense," she whispered to herself. "But why would she sleep with me? Was she drunk?"
"No, she looked sober when she picked up up. Unless she drank when she dropped you off," Trick suggested.
"Damn, that bitch has some Fae-ry serious skills," Kenzi joked but her face didn't crack a smile. Bo turned to her friend and looked at her, unamused. "What?" she asked, shrugging.
"Is it back to the station?" she asked. Bo shook her head, "No. Let's just leave it at that," she concluded and got off the bar stool.
Bo slinked downstairs, hoping not to make a noise but in the old shack, it was impossible. The stairs creaked with every movement and as soon as she got to the bottom, she looked at the couch. It seemed the human was still asleep.
She grabbed her jacket on the hanger and put it on, quietly walking across the floor, however, she kicked a beer bottle on the floor that missed the trash can. The huge clanging was sure to wake up Kenzi, so Bo stopped all movement, and she looked to the couch but only heard Kenzi murmuring and shift her position on the couch. She didn't wake up. The brunette sighed in relief and continued to slip out the door.
She drove to Tamsin's apartment. She looked up her file while she had the opportunity at the police station a few weeks ago and was thankful she did. She didn't know how else she would have gotten to the other blonde. Lauren had called multiple times that day, but she was screening her calls, too nervous to talk to her after the day's events.
She finally ended up at Tamsin's doorstep. It was midnight and hoped the detective wasn't sleeping. She took in a deep breath before letting it out and mustering the courage to knock on the door. At first, there was only silence, but Bo could hear footsteps before the door opened.
Bo's suspicions were confirmed when she saw the marks on Tamsin's neck. They were turning a red-brownish hue now. Bo raised her eyebrows, "Wow," was all she could think of to say. Tamsin nodded her head, forgetting about her neck, and who else to show up at her door but the woman who didn't remember she did it.
"We really did-"
"Yeah," Tamsin cut off. There was an awkward silence, "Well. If that's all you wanted to know, I better get going. My TV-"
"Why would you sleep with me?" Bo asked, before the door shut. Tamsin swallowed hard, "You came at me pretty strong, the only way to stop you was to punch the shit out of you. And that defeated the purpose of saving you from Brazenwood," she answered. Bo stared at the blonde, who didn't meet her gaze at first. It was obvious the succubus didn't believe her.
"You're a Valkyrie, aren't they supposed to be really powerful?" Bo asked, not hiding her suspicion. Tamsin smirked, "Fae often doubt us. Karma catches up pretty fast," she answered.
"And you couldn't resist a succubus," Bo stated.
"You're not a regular succubus," Tamsin retorted.
"You had no trouble in the woods," the brunette countered and Tamsin, for once, didn't have a response to that.
"No snarky comment?" Bo asked. Tamsin scoffed, "I think it's time for you to go."
"You're good," Bo stated.
"You already said that," the blonde answered.
"No. I mean, you're good at hiding," the brunette clarified. Tamsin growled, "I don't hide."
"Then why don't you admit it?" Bo asked, tilting her head. The action made the bite mark peek out of the jacket's edge at the top. Tamsin's eyes darted to the bruise.
"Yeah, you bite pretty hard," Bo said, touching the bruise and showing the blonde in the process. Tamsin smirked, "Don't mess with a valkyrie," she retorted.
"You're changing the subject," the brunette pointed out, "Actually that was you," Tamsin replied. Bo cracked a smile, "You show all this attitude that keeps everyone away. I know why you do it, I did it too," Bo stated. Tamsin looked at Bo for a moment, "So, what, you want to have a girl talk?" she asked, looking amused.
Bo kept her smirk, "Tamsin," she said. Tamsin's smile faltered a little, "I don't know what you want from me," she said, irritated.
"The truth," the brunette answered. The blonde took a good hard look at her for a few moments. What is up with everyone and the truth, the blonde thought, but then opened the door a little wider for Bo to come in. The succubus entered the Valkyrie's abode, the apartment was bare, nothing but a TV, a table and a couch in the living room.
"Have a seat," Tamsin said, going to the kitchen to get some water. "Why did you stay with me in Brazenwood, really," Bo asked. Tamsin came back with two glasses of water. She sat next to her.
"You first," Tamsin countered. Bo looked at her, bewildered.
"What happened with your girlfriend?" she asked. Bo clenched her teeth, "Why do you want to know?" Tamsin shrugged, "Shits and giggles."
Bo sighed and summed it up in one sentence, "I caught her kissing another guy." Tamsin waited for more, but it obviously wasn't coming. She nodded her head, "Alright. So that's what drove you," she said.
"Your turn," Bo stated. Tamsin sighed, "What do you wanna know?" she asked, stalling.
"Brazenwood," the succubus answered. The blonde clenched her teeth, "I already told you," she answered.
"The truth, Tamsin," Bo protested. The Valkyrie avoided eye contact at first, her jaw still clenched.
"I consider you a friend," Tamsin murmured, Bo almost missed it. The succubus stared at her, silent. "You have some way of showing it," she finally answered.
"Yeah, well, my people don't have friends," Tamsin stated. Bo's gaze changed from curiosity to understanding.
"Just friends?" Bo asked, making sure, her gaze flickering to her neck. Tamsin felt a slight wave of arousal go through her at the memory of that night.
"Why, you think I'm in love with you?" the blonde asked mockingly. Bo smiled, "Just curious."
"Last night was angry, rebound sex. Besides, I heard you had a problem finding people to feed on," the blonde said, shrugging it off.
"Well it must have been amazing angry, rebound sex," Bo commented.
"I do have that affect on people," Tamsin retorted confidently.
"That's my line," the succubus joked. They both chuckled before a silence hung between them.
"So, how was it?" Bo asked a little awkwardly, not that she needed reassurance about her performance. Tamsin raised her eyebrows, amused and a smirk on her face. "Why?" she asked.
"I don't remember what happened last night, as you probably know. I stopped by the police station today" she remarked. "Did you?" the blonde asked, feigning ignorance.
"Humor me," Bo countered. Tamsin chuckled, "I've had better," she said. Bo looked offended, "Ouch," she replied. Tamsin shrugged, "Guess booze does affect your ability to perform," she countered. Bo looked at her, the familiar words reaching her ears. Bo smiled a little, covering her surprise.
"I thought we agreed on the truth," the succubus said with a confident smile. Tamsin challenged her stare with a smirk, "You're a powerful succubus. One of the most powerful," she admitted.
"Meaning?" Bo pushed. Tamsin unwillingly continued to admit, "It was the best sex I've ever had." Bo grinned, "That wasn't so hard, was it?"
Tamsin was thankful the succubus couldn't remember the conversation from last night.
"Why? Coming back for seconds already?" the blonde asked.
"I am getting a little hungry," Bo answered playfully. "Coming back for seconds already?" the blonde responded. Bo smirked.
The two unconsciously started to lean in a little closer. Centimeter by centimeter.
"Considering last night draws a blank... I'd say it still firsts," Bo stated.
"It does count," Tamsin argued. They were centimeters apart now and about to close the distance.
The succubus' phone ringed through the charged air. Bo pulled back a little, silently debating on whether she should check her phone. Without changing the distance between them, Bo took out her phone and checked it. Tamsin took a glance at her phone before she pulled away.
"Lauren?" she guessed. Bo nodded.
"You should answer it," Tamsin advised. Bo looked to her and then down at her phone, before pressing 'Accept'.
"Hey," Bo answered, standing up from the couch and walking toward the kitchen.
"Hey. I'm really sorry about last night," Lauren apologized.
"It's okay. I overreacted," Bo admitted.
"I shouldn't have let him kiss me. It's just-I miss you and-"
"I know. I'm sorry I'm never there. The-"
"No, you have your Dawning and that's already a lot on your plate," Lauren interrupted. Bo didn't know how to answer, so she didn't.
"Bo? Are you there?" she asked.
"Yeah," the brunette answered. She had to tell her about Tamsin. She looked to the other blonde, who met her gaze so Bo quickly looked away. But not right now.
"I'll stop by to see you tomorrow," Bo promised.
"Okay, I love you," Lauren said and Bo gave a little smile, "I love you too."
Bo came and sat back down with the Valkyrie. The same silence hung in the air, except an awkwardness creeped in.
"I'd better go," Bo finally said, standing up again. Tamsin nodded in agreement.
"It was good to clear things up," Bo said as they walked toward the door. Again, Tamsin nodded in agreement.
"I wish I could've remembered last night," the succubus admitted with a smile. Tamsin opened the door, "Well, I guess that's just too bad," she said. And there's that attitude again, Bo thought.
"And why's that?" the succubus asked, her voice invoking a challenge. Tamsin tilted her head, accepting it, "Because I'm not the one that's going to come crawling back for more."
"Well," Bo countered, "seeing as I don't remember anything," she continued, "I don't see myself come crawling back for more," she finished. Tamsin's smile fell a little, "Then let's play a game," she suggested. After a long pause from the brunette, Tamsin almost regretted saying it.
"I'm listening," Bo finally answered, excited to hear the proposal.
"The first person to give in to each other's..." she trailed off, her eyes traveling the succubus' body, "...charm," she continued, "by making a sound during the actions of your nature, loses," Tamsin proposed. Bo, despite the euphamization, definitely caught her drift.
"And if I play this game," Bo asked, seductively, "what do I win?"
"Mighty cocky for someone who doesn't know who she's up against," Tamsin said, leaning against the door, "especially when you don't remember what happened last night."
Bo raised an eyebrow, "I've done it once, I can do it again." Tamsin chuckled, "I guess we'll see."
"Why a game?" Bo asked, curiosity evident in her voice. The blonde shrugged, "I heard you need a regular person to feed on. What better than a Valkyrie?" she asked, "We do taste amazing, don't we?" she finished. Bo didn't argue with that.
"And the rules?" the succubus asked, the thrill of the game already affecting her.
"Mhmmm," Tamsin hummed, thinking. "There aren't any," she concluded.
"Anytime, anywhere? I like it," Bo answered.
"But you can't suck me dry," Tamsin countered. Bo considered it, "So there are rules."
"One," the Valkyrie said, scrunching her face the way she does when her attitude is on. The succubus nodded her head slowly.
"And in case of dire emergencies?" Bo asked. Tamsin looked at her, slightly puzzled, "Like?" she asked.
"Well, I do deal with life and death situations every day. You know, saving the world," the brunette pointed out, "And the Dawning, which-according to you-is the most brutal thing I'm going to through," Bo led on.
"And is not something to be joking about," Tamsin cut in.
"You sound like my second grade teacher," the succubus joked. The blonde rolled her eyes, "And the game doesn't apply in dire situations," she concluded. Bo smiled, "Then I guess we have ourselves a game to play," she said, "May be the best Fae win," she finished. She was about to go but turned around, "I mean, the quietest," she corrected. Tamsin smirked and closed the door. She leaned against it, closing her eyes to collect herself.
"What are you doing, Tamsin?" she whispered to herself. She's shucking a human. You can't expect her to be monogamous, she thought to herself. And then she thought about Dyson. But then she shook the thought away, she couldn't afford to let herself getting soft now.