The 39th Division. Tamsin comes out of the Captain's office. As she walks, every guy she passes stops what they're doing to stare at her. Some of their looks are of surprise, others curiosity, a few in contempt, and the majority in lust. She is looking for her desk when a few officers more than happily offer their assistance. Dyson is in the middle of a conversation with a group of his colleagues, his back to everything. Suddenly the guys in his group stop talking and eggs on each other to check out the new officer.
"Damn Dyson, I wish I were you," says one of them.
"Me too," says another.
Dyson laughs. "What are you talking about?"
"Your new partner, man she's hot," says another.
"Yeah, you're gonna have fun with that one," says someone else.
Dyson finally turns around to see what all the fuss is about and to his surprise and discontent, there sits Tamsin at the desk across from his own. He shakes his head. The group scatters back to work. And Dyson walks over to his desk, Tamsin his main focus of attention.
Tamsin is at her desk getting situated when she looks up to find Dyson looking at her. "Take a picture it lasts longer," she says, continuing what she's doing.
Dyson folds his arms. "I don't know what games you all are trying to pull but…"
Tamsin interrupts, looking over to him again. "There are no games. And trust me I don't like this set up just as much as you don't. So we can agree to disagree all you want but I'm here just to do a job. Nothing more or less," says Tamsin, her eyes strong.
"Then we should have no problems then, just as long as you stay out of my way."
"We shouldn't just as long as you do the same."
Dyson sits down at his desk. "Hope you are quick learner because I'm a fast teacher."
Tamsin gives him a what-and-why look. "Trust and believe that anything you think you're teaching me, I already know, and more than likely better at," she says, without a doubt.
The phone rings on Dyson's desk. He picks up. After a few minutes of listening he hangs up the phone. "We're up," he says, grabbing his keys. "Word of advice, keep up or get left behind. This is not a place for the meek. It can get gritty real quick, and it won't stop for people afraid of getting their nails dirty."
Tamsin is appalled. She gives him an arrogant look. Then she smirks her smirk. "Clearly you have me mistaken for a rookie. And no matter how much dirt you try to throw at me, I'll still come out clean," she says, grabbing her jacket. "Remember that," she says, walking away. Dyson follows.
The first week was like boot-camp for Tamsin. Dyson was bent on not making anything easy for her. There was no showing of any ropes, and she was made to figure out things on her own, but little did Dyson know that that's really her style anyway. Still if she had any issue she refused to let on, making it a side mission to have Dyson crack before she ever does if at all. After the second week, things started shifting. Everything that Dyson could do to shake her up he did, but to no avail. Noticing that Tamsin is a tough cookie, Dyson backed off a little, still keeping his guard up. They aren't cool, but they are civil with each other.
It's a late night at the 39th Division for Tamsin and Dyson, who are busy putting in some overtime.
"You got that file on…" says Tamsin, tapping a pen against her desk as if it would help her to think. "On Bradford."
Dyson riffles through a stack of folders. "Yeah," he says, sliding out one, tossing it on her desk.
"Thanks," she says, with a smirk and a hint of sarcasm.
"That's what I'm here for," says Dyson. Both go back to doing what they are doing. "You do remember that we have to join John and Tim over at the Old Harbor to survey the…"
Tamsin interrupts. "Yes I know, I wasn't born yesterday."
"We're leaving in 40."
"Um no shit," says Tamsin, looking over documents. She stops. "I'm gonna go grab a coffee from out the lounge, you want one?" she asks.
Dyson looks up in surprise. "Sure why not?" he says.
Tamsin smirks. "Then I suggest you get it yourself," she says, walking off.
"Good one. Probably would've been laced with cyanide anyway."
"How'd you know?" says Tamsin. She disappears into the hallway.
Dyson starts typing on his computer, searching through the database when suddenly Bo and Kenzi enter.
"Dyson dude, I'm glad you're here," says Kenzi.
"I didn't know that you two were coming by. How can I help you?" he asks. He looks at Bo, who seems to be a little out of it. "Or is this not a social call?"
"Man, you won't believe the shit that we just got out of," says Kenzi, holding Bo up. "We barely made it out. But that's a story for later. Dude, you totally gotta heal Bo man," she says, opening up Bo's jacket, displaying a deep laceration that travels from her shoulder down to her waist.
"What happened?" he says, highly concerned, standing up.
"No time for explanations, just go and swing your shwam," says Kenzi. Dyson picks up Bo, and goes into a back room.
Kenzi starts looking around the place. She sees a cup of red licorice on an officer's desk and takes one, breaking off the plastic, biting off a piece. Then she starts looking at random pictures that some of the officers have of their families and pets. She sees some coins scattered about behind a chair. "Ooh jackpot," she says, kneeling down, picking it up.
Tamsin comes in. She notices that Dyson's gone, but his things are still there. Thinking that he's probably on a bathroom break, she goes back to her seat, placing her coffee on her desk, back to looking over documents. Quite a few papers fall onto the floor and Tamsin bends down to pick them up, making a sound that signifies her irritation.
Kenzi frowns and looks back up, seeing no one. She shakes her head and picks up the last of the change, putting it in her pocket. Kenzi then goes over and sits at Dyson's desk, going through his papers. She sees a fresh cup of coffee on the desk in front of her, and can hear paper shuffling to her relief that she isn't crazy. "So," says Kenzi, kicking her feet up on the desk, looking up at the ceiling. "You must be the Dark Fae cop that replaced my buddy Hale." She takes another bite of her licorice. "So what do they call you?"
Tamsin, hearing this familiar voice, finishes picking up the paper and returns to sitting at her desk. "Tamsin," she answers, with an annoyed frown.
Just as Kenzi hears that name, she looks over and her eyes act as if they had seen an aberration. She starts choking on her candy. Tamsin is looking at her with one eyebrow up and the other down. Kenzi starts holding her neck, unable to breathe. Tamsin takes a sip of her coffee. Kenzi points at her neck while coughing, trying to indicate to Tamsin that she really is choking. Tamsin still looks at her the same, slanting her head to the side. Kenzi is looking pretty pissed as she continues. Finally Tamsin gets out of her seat and performs the Heimlich maneuver on Kenzi. A small piece of licorice expels from out of Kenzi's mouth. Tamsin places her back in the chair and returns to her own, looking over documents again.
Kenzi is trying to catch her breath. When she regains it, she looks at Tamsin deciding if she should thank her or smack her. "Thanks," says Kenzi, holding her neck. Tamsin doesn't respond or look up. "Now on to more pressing matters, what the hell are you doing here?"
"What does it look like I'm doing?" says Tamsin.
"I know what it looks like, but I asked what the hell are you doing here?"
Tamsin looks up. "I'm sure your little Fae folks already told you what's going on. I'm here solely because of the peace project alright. I'm not here to play nice or make any friends." She goes back to her papers.
"Yeah well with an attitude like that you bet you won't."
"Glad to know it's working," says Tamsin.
"Damn were you always this ass-like?"
Suddenly banging and noises related to the enjoyment of sex can be heard. Both Kenzi and Tamsin are wearing awkward expressions, Tamsin's more on the side of gag.
"So," says Kenzi, trying to ignore the sounds. "How's it going, so far, you know, working here, with um, this um station?"
Tamsin who doesn't want to be a part of the conversation reluctantly does so for the sake of blocking out the noise. "Fine until you two showed up."
"Ah still an ass. I can respect that. And how'd you know that Bo was here?" asks Kenzi. Now Tamsin gives her a I-should-smack-you-for-asking-that-dumbass-question look. "Okay, don't have a cow. But seriously though, you were the last person that I would expect to see here, especially after all that shit that went down. But that was a while ago so," says Kenzi.
"I don't even want to know what the hell you're talking about," says Tamsin.
Kenzi looks at her. "You know that shit that happened between you and Bo."
"I don't know what shit you're talking about," says Tamsin, going back to her files.
"Damn seriously though, so yall both are gonna just try to play a playa," says Kenzi, throwing up her arms.
Tamsin shakes her head. "You want to know what's serious? Is that I'm seriously at work," she says, smartly.
Kenzi folds her arms on the desk and rests her head on them. "I just wish one of you would just be real with me."
Tamsin tosses her papers down. "Since it looks like I'm not going to get any work done one way or the other. Fine, what the fuck are you talking about?" asks Tamsin, leaning against her chair, folding her arms. Kenzi has this excited look in her eyes. "You know what, I changed my mind."
"No no," says Kenzi, with her hands up. "Okay, now just hear me out." Kenzi looks at her, waiting for a response. "Okay?"
"What, I thought by the fact that I'm still looking at you would tell you that I'm listening."
"Okay. I'm going to be straight up." Kenzi pauses. "Damn, finally when I get the chance I can't even think of the words I want to say. And I had it all mapped out and everything. Okay whatever. So, when we were at that night club with you and that British/English dude with the annoying voice and creepy jacked up hair and even worse outfit," says Kenzi, imagining it all over again, frowning at his appearance, losing herself in thought.
"Um is there a question coming anytime soon?" says Tamsin, looking bored.
"Yes," says Kenzi, snapping out of it. She places her elbows on top of the desk. Suddenly they both hear a weird grunting noise apparently from Dyson that makes Kenzi burst out laughing, and Tamsin looking as if she wanted to hurl, vomit, and gag all at the same time. Kenzi is trying to stop herself from laughing, but it's not working. "I'm sorry. "Did you, did you hear that?" Kenzi says, still laughing.
"I'm trying to make-believe that I didn't."
"Okay okay," says Kenzi, calming herself. "Getting my shit together. Serious face. Alright. Back to you…so why did you hurt yourself like that? Well obviously you didn't because you're all healed up. Wait how did you heal yourself? Okay getting side tracked. Why didn't you try to stop Bo when she was doing her temper tantrum?"
Tamsin is quietly thinking about Kenzi's questions. She tried many times to block that day from out of her mind. But now it's blaring inside of it. She finds that as simple as the questions are that she cannot answer it herself. Tamsin simply doesn't know why she acted the way that she did. But she's not going to hide behind what she does know, so she answers the questions to the best of her ability. "You want to know why I grabbed the sword and gripped it in my hands, or why I moved it to a fatal spot? Or why I even allowed her to take out her frustrations on me?" Tamsin shrugs. "I don't know."
Kenzi looks at her like she's said something profound. "I know that I don't know you, but coming from the outside looking in, it looked like to me that you were punishing yourself, and for what reason I don't know. It also seemed like you felt bad for Bo. That look that you had in your eyes." Kenzi nods her head. "I know no one else noticed it but I did. And you held her, even if it was for only a second, you held her Tamsin," says Kenzi, with an understanding voice.
Tamsin stands up with an angry expression. She places her hands on the desk, and leans against it. "Don't try to act like you know me."
Kenzi wears a confused look. "I never said that I did."
"No don't. Don't do that. You don't know anything about me. So don't try to think that you understand anything because you don't." Tamsin stands up straight. "All I did was try to stop a stupid ass war, and if I'd known that I was going to be fucking interrogated over it I would have just let the shit happen because I don't care either way. And how about the next time one of you is about to die or get killed by fucking hunters trying to collect bounties on your heads I'll just turn around and walk away because apparently when I stop to help it's an Achilles' heel on my part."
"Wait what?" exclaims Kenzi. "What hunters? There's, are bounty hunters really after us?" she says, with a gasp.
Tamsin ignores her. "Hell I don't need this shit," says Tamsin, shaking her head. She walks off.
Kenzi is at a loss for words as she sits still reeling in the shock of the conversation. As Dyson and Bo are returning from their healing process, Bo catches sight of a blonde-haired woman walking away, but thinks nothing of it. They go over to the desk, standing by Kenzi.
"What's wrong?" asks Bo, to Kenzi. "You look like you've just seen a ghost."
"No," says Kenzi, shaking her head slowly. "Just the most severe form of denial I've ever witnessed. And did you know that we have bounty hunters after us?"
"Kenzi what are you talking about now?" says Bo. "Do you need a hug?"
"No thanks sister. There's no telling what's on you," says Kenzi, looking grossed out.
Bo nods her head. "Good one."
"Well I do aim to please," says Kenzi.
Dyson looks around. "Where did Tamsin go?" he asks.
"Tamsin? What are you talking about?" asks Bo, to Dyson.
"Tamsin," says Dyson. "The only Dark Fae cop around here. I don't understand she was just here."
Bo laughs a little. "Okay, my mind must be playing tricks on me because I could have sworn that I heard you just say that Tamsin's here. You know Tamsin from the 42nd Division Tamsin."
"He did," says Kenzi, giving Bo an affirming look.
"Wait a minute wait a minute," says Bo, shaking her head. "Are you telling me that Tamsin is your new partner?" asks Bo. Dyson nods his head. "And you failed to tell me this because…" says Bo.
"Wait that is true, why the hell didn't you tell us?" asks Kenzi, chiming in. "Hale's been gone for a minute now."
"I've been busy. And I didn't think it was a big deal," says Dyson. He calls a number on his cell, putting it to his ear.
"Busy my ass mister," says Kenzi.
"She's not answering," says Dyson, calling again.
"I wouldn't answer either," says Kenzi, giving them judging looks. "You two were only knocking bits for the last half hour. Heard everything. Every sound, nook and cranny of it."
Bo has a guilty and yet slightly embarrassed look on her face.
"This doesn't make sense, we still have work to do," says Dyson.
"Well hell Dyson if I had a partner that was bumping uglies in the middle of my shift while we're supposed to be working all willy nilly I'd leave too," says Kenzi. She looks like she's about to bite another piece off of her licorice and instead throws it away from her.
"Wait did you hear that?" asks Dyson, leaning his head to the side. Everyone is quiet. Then suddenly a phone is heard vibrating. Dyson walks over to Tamsin's desk and sees her jacket pocket lighting up. "She's still here," he says, lifting up her cell phone then putting it back.
"Well there you go. Kenzi and I will just be on our way," says Bo, like she has something to attend to.
"Leave? Are you kidding me? I wish I had a bag of popcorn," says Kenzi. "And weren't you going to ask Dyson about this case we're working on?"
"I was, but that can wait until another time Kenzi," says Bo, voice changing with a fake smile.
"That's not what you said earlier Bo," says Kenzi, smiling back at her.
"Bo you need my help with something?" asks Dyson.
Bo turns and faces him after giving Kenzi a look. "I did, but it can wait. I can see you're busy."
"It's no problem Bo," says Dyson. "What is it?"
"Yeah Bo tell him, it's no problem," says Kenzi, still smiling.
"Well okay, since you insist," says Bo. She begins explaining the situation to Dyson while she holds her middle finger up to Kenzi on the side.
Kenzi laughs. "You wish."
All of a sudden Tamsin walks back in. The look in her eyes hoped that Bo and Kenzi would have left by now, but her body language reads business as usual. She goes over to her seat as if there were not a care in the world. Bo does the same, acting as if she isn't bothered by Tamsin's presence, continually talking to Dyson.
Kenzi looks at Bo and then Tamsin, and then back to Bo then Tamsin, waiting for something to happen. She can feel the tension in the air. All of them can, except Dyson. His eyes light up as giddy as a school girl does while Bo talks to him. Kenzi becomes antsy and starts tapping on the desk with her nails. Tamsin gives her a look of death. Kenzi sees it and swallows a huge ball of air, stopping the tapping.
After a few minutes, Kenzi is looking fed up from everything including boredom. So she decides to stir the pot. Figuring why not, Bo forgot to take out the trash again, leaving her to do it. So payback is a bitch she thinks to herself. "So Bo, Tamsin, yall two not gonna say hi to each other," says Kenzi, looking at them.
Suddenly it seemed like all the air had been sucked out of the room. Bo stops talking to Dyson, and Tamsin stops reading her paperwork. And if looks could kill, Kenzi would not only be a goner, but she would still be dying in the afterlife, Tamsin's and Bo's eyes are hostile. Kenzi smiles at them, "Licorice anyone?" she says.
Bo doesn't know what she should do. She knows that she doesn't want to see Tamsin, let alone speak to her. And she knows that she and Kenzi are going to have a few words when this is over.
Tamsin looks away from Kenzi, looking at nothing in particular. She thinks about cutting the circulation off on Kenzi, but it won't really make her feel better, well just a little. Tamsin doesn't want to talk to Bo, and right now the thought of it makes her feel a certain kind of way. Then another feeling begins to fill her. She cannot focus on her work and seems to be the only person doing any. On top of that, they're late for the stake-out. And to add, she had to hear them having sex with each other. This feeling that is surging inside of her is something different entirely, and it is beyond upset. She feels her body changing and looks away from everyone, getting out of her seat, grabbing her jacket.
"Where are you going?" asks Dyson, looking over.
Tamsin shakes her head. "Just leave me alone," she says, not looking at him.
Kenzi notices that Tamsin's demeanor has changed and she slowly gets out of her seat.
"You know you can't leave yet, not until we…" says Dyson, cut off.
"I said leave me alone Dyson," says Tamsin, still looking away from everyone.
Bo, who was looking in another direction, looks over to Tamsin, the threat sounding familiar to her.
"I will just as soon as we're finished," says Dyson.
Tamsin's face starts grimacing and she hurriedly turns her back to them.
"What the hell Tamsin?" says Kenzi, looking at her like she's one hamburger short of a barbecue.
Dyson walks over to Tamsin. He faces her.
"Don't look at me," says Tamsin, with her head down, fanning for him to get away from her.
"What's gotten into you," says Dyson, coming closer.
"I SAID LEAVE ME ALONE," says Tamsin, in a very dark voice. Suddenly it appears as if an invisible gate has opened, and what is heard next can only be described in a horror movie combined with haunted house sound effects. In the background are chilling sounds of unknown entities screaming and laughing, sounds of torment echoing in the distance as a different kind of wind hums through with a dragging of chains.
"Holy shit!" says Kenzi, jumping from the sounds, Tamsin's voice included. "What in the demonic possession is going on?" she says, looking over to Bo, who is looking just as shocked as she is. "And you say we don't need to carry a Bible. Clearly," she says, putting up her dukes as she looks around, the spine-tingling sounds continuing. "I am so gonna have nightmares," she says, swinging at nothing. "Can someone turn this spooky shit off?"
"I second that motion," says Bo, looking around as well.
Tamsin looks up at Dyson and her face is hollow, taking the form of a ghastly skull. Dyson's eyes begin to flare between normal and his wolf. He shakes his head as if to shake off her manipulation.
"What are you doing to me?" Dyson says, cowering away from Tamsin. "I was, I was only trying to help, didn't you want me to help you." Then Dyson starts rambling on about things that don't make any sense.
"Bo, Dyson's going all Rain Man," says Kenzi. Dyson starts bumping into chairs and desks to get away from Tamsin. "What're you doing to him?!" yells Kenzi. She runs over to them.
"Don't look at her!" yells Bo, to Kenzi, following after her.
But it was a second too late as Kenzi looks at Tamsin. "Oh shit," she says, before succumbing to her power.
Tamsin slants her head while looking at Kenzi, who silently seems under a spell. "GO TO SLEEP," she says, to Kenzi. Kenzi closes her eyes, and her body falls. Just before it hits the ground Bo catches her.
"What have you done to her?!" yells Bo, angrily, looking at Kenzi. She looks over to Dyson, who is under a desk, mumbling things to himself. When she turns back around her eyes are a brilliant blue.
"YOU," says Tamsin, looking down at Bo.
Bo knows not to look at her. So she does what she does best, sifting chi. Bo lies Kenzi gently down on the floor, continuing. Tamsin stands unfazed by her energy being taken away from her, however Bo is becoming more powerful as is her siphoning. Tamsin starts to feel it. Unable to stand it any longer, she falls to one knee, and Bo rises to her feet. Tamsin refuses to lose, so she does the next best thing, cutting off Bo's air. Bo and her blue eyes fold over, holding her neck. Now Bo falls to her knees. In a last ditch effort, she grabs Tamsin's leg, to influence her, and since she's drained Tamsin for most of her chi, it is working on her. Tamsin's face is constantly going from skull to normal. And Bo's breathing is doing the same, going from breathing to not being able to. Both, who are refusing to submit completely to the other's powers, fall over. Bo accidently looks at Tamsin, but just as sudden as she looked at her, Tamsin's face changed completely, going back to normal, and the sounds stop. Bo still has her hand on her influencing, and Tamsin, who is still controlling Bo's air, stops so that she can now breathe. Bo moves her hand to the side of Tamsin's face, it now glows a blushing red. Then Tamsin takes hold of Bo's hand, allowing it to remain on her face. Tamsin's ice blue eyes meet Bo's glowing blues, staring intensely at one another. Their eyes close.