A Light Fae army arrived at Aife's compound. But when they got there they had to call off the attack, there was nothing left. A secret meeting was called with the Fae elders both Light and Dark to appease the situation, letting the Light know that Aife acted alone, and that this was in no way an attack against them from the Dark.
The Dark elders are now having a separate meeting with The Morrigan, one of reprimand, letting her know that next time she decides to act alone on a scale like that then she will be dealt with accordingly, for they were not prepared to go to war just yet, and it is a matter to be convened and agreed upon. Their own was destroyed and not by the Light. The Morrigan listens on, after having her comments repeatedly shot down. The elders are sitting at a round table in a dark room at an unknown location, The Morrigan there through satellite. One of the elders has just finished talking. And it's quiet.
"Oh I get to speak now," says The Morrigan, irritated. "Like I said before I was rudely interrupted, if you all feel that strongly about it then fine. But the reason that I am The Morrigan is because quiet is kept, I do what I must because you all are too afraid to. Whatever happened to the good o'l days when people actually feared us, and for good reason? You are all too busy with your nose in the books, hiding behind Fae politics to do anything. Well not me. I've been doing this for a long time and I'm good at it. And regardless of how you all are feeling, I know what I'm doing, and I was very careful," says The Morrigan.
"If so then why have all those men perished?" asks an elder, the camera facing him.
"You have sacrificed many lives. What will you tell their families?" asks another.
"That was unexpected, but in no doubt anything to be concerned about. They knew their duties and they followed knowing the risks. There are casualties in every war," says The Morrigan.
"A war of your own you mean?" says one.
"It has been handled," says The Morrigan, a bit annoyed. "And the situation dealt with."
"Perhaps you should be more aware of the company that you keep," says a female elder.
"I beg your pardon?" says The Morrigan, with a frown.
"You heard her quite well. Why not have used Vex?" asks another.
"Yes Vex," adds another.
"I don't trust Vex as far as I can throw him," answers The Morrigan. "He's more your puppet remember?"
"He cannot be any less trustworthy than this Tamsin," says another.
The Morrigan is aggravated as ever now. She calms herself. "Well I may have underestimated a situation. But all has been corrected. I learned from my errors. Very quickly. It will not happen again."
"It surely will not."
"Keep your feelings out of things and your head will stay above water."
"I'm sorry was that a threat?" asks The Morrigan, quite frankly.
"It is a fact."
"So you all want to grow balls all of sudden? Okay." The Morrigan nods her head with this bitch-please look in her eyes. "Understood. Is there anything more?"
"Nothing further."
"Agreed."
Everyone else in the room nods their hands in agreement.
"We are all in accordance here. But heed this, do your job. And remain unattached. Emotionless as you are to be, or we will find someone to do your job for you."
"Is that right?" says The Morrigan, cocky. "With all due respect I do my job, and well. And you will never find anyone better than me while you think Vex will take my place. That will be over my dead rotting corpse," says The Morrigan, slamming her fist against the desk. The screen goes black.
At the crack shack, Lauren has been with Bo, taking care of her whenever she is free. Although comforting, it is not so much for this whole ordeal has been too much to handle for Bo's spirit and she has begun to shut down literally. Kenzi remains by her side as well, trying to lift her emotional state, unsuccessful thus far. Kenzi watches Lauren caring for Bo and feels a bit sorry for her since Lauren seems to wear her heart on her sleeve, and her feelings for Bo is so obvious. She sees how Lauren is hard on herself over Bo's condition even though it has nothing to do with her, but the fact that she's trying everything to make Bo better and it's still not working breaks her. Lauren seems to leave each time discouraged. Kenzi has not told Lauren why Bo is in this state. It's really not her place to, and there's enough hurt going around, why create more? So she keeps it to herself.
No one has heard anything from Dyson, it is as if he has disappeared. And Trick is concerned about what his writing in one of his Books of Blood will do to everyone's future. The Light Fae are still down with The Ash being out of commission. Hale has been working overtime, trying to make things more stable for the Light Fae in The Ash's absence as well as covering his shift at the precinct. Lauren has been considering fleeing for good from the Light, but she doesn't want to leave Bo. No word on Aife's whereabouts either.
Bo has been feeling a little bit better, and she does not remember anything after liberating Tamsin from her suffering. Kenzi has not told her or anyone else of what happened because honestly she doesn't know how to even explain it. She and Bo finally have some alone time without the doctor. They are inside of Bo's bedroom where Bo lies in bed, weak and stricken with grief.
"Bo-Bo," says Kenzi, next to her, rubbing on her back. "I hate seeing you like this." Bo doesn't respond. "What can we do? What can I do?" Still no response. "Hey I know, maybe if we had a funeral for you know who then it might help you get along better. I mean I know it sounds pretty awful, but sometimes getting closure helps." It gets uncomfortably quiet. "Okay so that might be difficult, seeing as she is I mean was Dark Fae. And it's not like you were married. So you kind of have no rights to her remains. And The Morrigan most likely won't give you access to her. So yeah, but hey anything's possible. Hey maybe we can do like a memorial service or something. We would probably be the only two people there and…"
Bo interrupts. "Is this supposed to be you helping?"
"Oh wow, finally. And yes I'm doing the best that I can. I really don't know what to say, but I know what you're doing to yourself right now isn't cool. And Tamsin would not have wanted this either."
"What do you know?" says Bo, with attitude.
"Okay, calm down. I know you're in the zone, but don't take it out on me. I'm just trying to help."
"I don't need your help," retorts Bo.
"Well excuse me. I know that you're sad and all that. And yeah it was fucked up what happened, but that's no reason to be a bitch."
"Are you calling me a bitch?" asks Bo, lifting up.
"I'm not calling you a bitch per se, but if the shoe fits," says Kenzi.
Bo gives her a daring look. "And if the shoe fits then what?"
Kenzi shakes her head. "Look Bo, hate to say this, but you are not the only person that has lost someone. And staying in this room like this is not helping anything. It's all kinds of shit going on Bo and instead of lying here moping around, what you need to do is get off of your ass and do something. Yeah tough love. That's what real friends do. They call you out on your shit. Just like I'm doing now."
"Just leave me alone."
"No I'm not. This is when you need people the most. People that care about you. I know that you're hurting. But stop feeling sorry for yourself, you're stronger than this. And this isn't you. If you want something to change then do something about it."
"I don't want to hear this. So go."
"Well you're going to. And I'm not going anywhere. I mean think about it Bo, what would Tamsin do if the situation were reversed besides killing a bunch of mothafuckas?"
Bo pauses and sighs. "You're right Kenzi."
"Damn right I am."
"Don't push it. But she wouldn't be sitting here. Yeah, you're right," says Bo, nodding. "And I'm sorry for being mean to you. I just don't even know what the hell is happening to me anymore. It's like I'm losing myself. And I just feel so angry. But I didn't mean it at all Kenzi."
"It's okay Bo, I know."
"I don't know. It's just that, I just have, had a major bond with her Kenzi, like nothing I ever felt. And it was real. So real." Then Bo goes back into her grief. "And then I killed her."
"You did not kill her Bo. You helped her, can't you see that?"
"No I killed her. Every time that she was around me, using her powers to try to save me, I killed her." Bo pauses again. "I saw her for her Kenzi. And she showed me who she really was, and even though it was wonderful for me, and I loved every bit of her, it was leading to her death." Bo breathes in deeply. "Maybe if we never went there, if I never involved her in anything, or asked for help then maybe, maybe she would still be alive, and I wouldn't hurt so bad," says Bo, tears in her eyes.
"Oh Bo-Bo," says Kenzi, in a comforting voice. "Don't say things like that. I won't stand for that kind of talk, and I'm sure Tamsin would agree. She made her decisions, and she knew the consequences of her actions, but she still did it Bo, and for you. Now if that's not love I don't know what is. And I can't believe I just said that. But you got to be in love or crazy as hell, and maybe with Tamsin a bit of both." Kenzi looks like she has just lost her train of thought. "Bitch was badass though."
Bo shakes her head and starts crying. "You just don't understand. I just broke down. I didn't even think of trying to revive her. I probably could have saved her. I don't even know what I was thinking."
"Bo, she was beyond that trust me, if anyone knows about death it's her. And maybe if you tried that then you would have ended up killing yourself, and you know she wouldn't have wanted that."
Bo holds her hands against her temples. "What am I going to do now?" she says, between sniffles.
"You live Bo okay. Live for you, for the both of you. But you have to start somewhere like getting out of this damn bed because it's not helping at all. It's all quiet up here and you're looking at the walls. And you need to eat something. Hell go out and have an orgy, you're a damn Succubus," says Kenzi. Bo gives her a crazy look. "What too fast? Okay. Okay, but get the hell up dude."
Bo nods her head. "You're right." She stands.
"So where are we off to then?" says Kenzi, standing with her.
"You're staying here. I am going to have a talk with The Morrigan."
"What?! Oh hell no, hell no. No Bo. Damn didn't we just stop a war? And you want to go on and make another one. No."
"I'm just going to talk to her."
"Talk my ass!" Kenzi shakes her head. "Then I'm coming too. Not about to have you there alone especially with that crazy bitch. Why The Morrigan anyway? I mean I think I know why if you want to smack the bitch, but why seriously?"
"I am going to get Tamsin back. I don't care what it takes. She will have a proper funeral."
"Okay, I can dig that. You want to say your goodbyes that what's up. It's about to get crazy, but I'm always down. I'll suit up then." Kenzi goes downstairs and makes a phone call. "Yeah…I think we may have a problem, it's Bo…No, I'm really worried about her and some shit is about to go down…I don't know what the hell is going on with her…Yeah well, she hasn't been herself you know…Well you know what happened…Yeah…No…something's not right though…Yeah…I think Tamsin did something to her…No not like that, it's just that, I mean ever since she drained her you know, she has been acting cray. Like Death Star cray. It's scaring me and my unborn seeds dude…Yeah…well what the hell you think I'm doing…Yeah," she says, continually talking to someone over the phone.
Just before Bo leaves, Trick arrives with Hale. Bo is looking oddly at them. "So this is where you live?" asks Trick, concerned.
"Well it's not much but it's home," says Bo, still with the odd expression.
"You do realize that this is not safe," says Trick.
"So I've been told. I can take care of myself," says Bo.
"Speaking of which," says Hale. "How you been doing?"
Bo frowns. "You know what is this? You two have never come to visit me before like this. Actually why are you here?"
"To stop you from making a big mistake Bo," says Trick.
"Looking lovely today might I add," says Hale, with a smile.
"A mistake?" says Bo, then she looks at Kenzi and sighs.
"Okay Bo, just hear them out alright," says Kenzi.
"I can't believe you," says Bo, shaking her head at Kenzi.
"Look I'm not the bad guy, I'm just worried about you. And we're your friends," says Kenzi.
"Some friends. I'm going, and there's nothing that any of you can say that will stop me," says Bo.
"Listen mama. This isn't just some small fry, it's The Morrigan. Leader of the Dark. We can't let you go there in good conscious," says Hale.
"I don't give a damn who she is," says Bo.
"Stop it Bo. Hasn't it been enough? We're down right now. And The Morrigan lost a great bit of her men, do you really think it's going to be civil?" says Trick.
"Why are you all talking to me like I need an intervention? I'm just trying to make things right," says Bo.
"Yeah, but you're going about it all wrong you feel me? There's channels to go through. You just can't walk in and make demands. And that is why we have always told you that you need to pick a side Bo," says Hale. "If you get on The Morrigan's bad side, there's no protection for you."
"I don't need protecting. And I don't care about politics. And if it's all the same to you I'm good being unaligned. Now if you would excuse me, I have some business to tend to," says Bo. She looks at Kenzi. "Are you coming or not?" Kenzi nods her head reluctantly.
"Why are you doing this? Why does Tamsin having a funeral mean so much to you? She's Dark Fae, she is of no concern to you. That is their issue to deal with," says Trick.
"Because," says Bo, voice breaking. She shakes her head. "That's for me to know." Trick looks at her like maybe he's starting to understand.
"And you're willing to risk it all for what Bo? I just don't get it. I know that you guys were friends but come on now. Just let it be. You are only going to cause more trouble for yourself ma," says Hale.
"Then that's my problem. You want to stop me?" she says, looking at Hale. "Do you want to stop me?" she says, looking at Trick. Her eyes glow blue.
"We did not come here for that," says Trick. Hale looks at Trick like what do you want me to do. Trick looks back at Bo and sees the passion in her eyes. "Let her go," he says.
"But Trick man," says Hale.
"No let her go. If that's what she wants, it's not really our place to stop her," says Trick, staring at Bo all the while. Bo grabs her jacket and she and Kenzi leaves.
The Morrigan's Office. Bo enters with Kenzi by her side. The Morrigan looks up from behind her desk, shocked. "How in the hell did you get pass security?" she asks, annoyed.
"Maybe you should hire better. Thanks for the lunch by the way, I'm feeling better than ever," says Bo.
"I can have you killed you know. As a matter of fact, I can kill you myself," says The Morrigan.
"If that's what you want to do then try it," says Bo, sternly.
"Alright," says The Morrigan, with a quaint smile. "I'm kind of impressed." She comes from around her desk and leans against it. "What do you want?"
"Tamsin," says Bo.
"Well darling that's kind of impossible. And I'm pretty sure that you know what happened. You did kill her," says The Morrigan. Bo is at a loss for words, looking ever so remorseful.
"Don't listen to her Bo," says Kenzi, noticing.
Bo snaps out of it. "I um, I, you don't know everything."
"I know a Succubus kill when I see one hun. Know this, I can have you imprisoned and put to death," says The Morrigan.
"What I did was a mercy," says Bo, upset. "No thanks to you."
"What? Me? Why whatever do you mean sweetie? And from my standpoint, looks like murder to me," says The Morrigan, cocking her head to the side.
"We all know that those were your men that you sent to double-cross Bo's crazy ass mother," says Kenzi. "Too bad your shit backfired."
"Oh the pet, it talks, how sweet. And no you don't. You don't have any shred of proof. So please stay in your lane, well unless you want to have an accident," says The Morrigan, firmly. "Now then."
"You say that you can do all of this stuff to me then why am I still here?" asks Bo.
"Hmm…haven't decided what exactly it is that I want to do to you just yet. I mean I want to kill you don't get me wrong, but something like that seems…what's the word I'm looking for, oh yes, unsatisfying, don't you think?" says The Morrigan. Bo rolls her eyes at her. "Anywho my dear, my new motto is to be more patient before killing others. Well at least try to be. But let's be clear, I do not like you. And I don't know what Tamsin ever saw in you. But ever since you came here you have been the bane of my pleasure darling."
"Good to know that I'm doing something right," says Bo, with a raised eyebrow.
"Ooohh catty. Maybe there is a slight chance for you after all," says The Morrigan. Suddenly a surge of armed guards make their way up to the office with The Morrigan's assistant. Bo and Kenzi are alert, preparing to attack. The Morrigan fans for them to leave. Both Bo and Kenzi looks shocked that she dismissed them, but Kenzi is a little worried that she did so. "Now where was I?" says The Morrigan. "Ah yes. What do you want with Tamsin, or what you left of her?" She goes back to her desk and sits, looking over documents.
"I want her to have a proper burial," says Bo.
The Morrigan laughs. "A funeral? Is that right?" She looks up at Bo and sees the sincerity in her eyes then she returns to the documents. "Out of the question."
Bo looks staggered. "What? Why is that?" Bo's heart racing.
"Because sweetie, it's been done. We take care of our own, or haven't you heard? And well she has no body. It's been cremated," says The Morrigan. Kenzi's mouth is wide open.
"Cremated?" says Bo, holding her hand to heart. She regains her composure. "Why the hell would you do that?"
"Well let's see," says The Morrigan, looking up. "There was no next of kin. No will. Cremations are cheap so yeah." The Morrigan puts her hand over her mouth. "Oh you didn't think because you had a fling that you were entitled to anything, that all falls to me. And she's lucky that she got that for the stunt she pulled," she says. Bo's eyes glow blue, and her breathing heavy.
"Um Bo, calm down okay," whispers Kenzi.
"Oh you poor thing, you did didn't you? No I'm afraid it doesn't work that way. So if there's nothing else, can you please close the door behind you, some of us have real jobs to do," says The Morrigan. Bo doesn't move, the anger in her face revealing.
"Bo, let's just go," says Kenzi. "You tried alright. That's all you can do."
"Best to listen to your pet if you know what's best for you," says The Morrigan, warning. Kenzi gives her a bitch-who-are-you-calling-a-pet look.
"No!" says Bo. "I came here for a reason, ashes or not, I'm not leaving without it."
The Morrigan sighs. "I feel as though we have a problem then."
"No problem, we were just going," says Kenzi. Then Bo's breathing becomes heavier. A wind starts blowing from out of nowhere at Bo, and her body starts to blush. "Oh Bo no," says Kenzi, backing away. The Morrigan is looking at Bo with an odd and curious expression. She stands from behind her desk. "Dammit Bo. I was afraid this might happen," says Kenzi. She looks at The Morrigan. "Listen lady. I don't know about you but I've seen her do this, and trust me you don't want any parts of it. So can we all just come to some kind of understanding? All she wants to do is say goodbye one last time. If you actually had a heart you would know what it feels like. So I don't know if you're bullshitting or not about Tamsin, but can you please stop being a smart ass because shit is about to get real, real fast," says Kenzi. Then the bone can be shown etching out on Bo.
"I have no interest in coming to an understanding. I find this all to be all the more entertaining. Tell me what it is that I am to be afraid of, I'm The Morrigan," says The Morrigan, prudishly. Then a gust of wind blows away The Morrigan's documents.
Bo's arms outstretched. "You speak of fear," says Dark Bo, voice echoing. "You know not," she says. The Morrigan does not know what to think of this, but seems to find it intriguing.
"Oh shit. Now you done done it. I knew this was a bad idea I knew it. Bo please calm down," pleads Kenzi.
"Have you seen the face of fear?" says Dark Bo.
"Humor me?" says The Morrigan, unfazed.
Blue flames ignite from Bo's eyes. "I am fear!" yells Dark Bo.
"That's a cute little trick. The voice and your little display of pyrotechnics. Cute," says The Morrigan. "I always knew you had a bit of Dark in you. And not just Tamsin."
"It's confirmed, this bitch wants to die," says Kenzi, to herself. "Fuck it then," she says, throwing her arms in the air. The floor begins to shake. Kenzi is balancing herself. "Couldn't we all just agree to disagree?" The Morrigan's desk legs break, to which makes her frown.
"I will be stronger than any Fae, my powers, absolute," says Dark Bo. Then everything in The Morrigan's office except their bodies lift up, floating around, moving at a fast rate.
Kenzi is ducking. "For real Bo, since when did we start doing shit like this?"
"For I share the same blood as he. And we will reign supreme," says Dark Bo. The Morrigan's desk begins breaking down into pieces. "And you will bow before me."
Kenzi is looking at the desk. "Maybe it's not too late for a prayer."
Bo's lower arms become ablaze. She moves an arm in the direction of The Morrigan. "Kneel!" Suddenly Trick barges in with Lauren and injects Bo with some kind of serum and she passes out. And everything that was floating falls.
"Oh holy hell dudes, I have never been so happy to see yall in my life and I mean like ever," says Kenzi, her hands shaking.
The Morrigan is looking as if she has just come out of a dream, not saying anything at first then. "What the fuck was that?" she says. Then she looks at Trick and Lauren with a frown. "And who in the hell let you in, does this look like a tavern to you?"
"Our apologies," says Trick. He and Lauren grabbing Bo. "But as you know that in cases of extreme circumstances, we are allowed to intervene."
"I'm well aware of the rules old man, but she is neither Light or Dark. And therefore it does not apply to her," says The Morrigan.
"She is under my charge," says Trick.
"Then you know what that means," says The Morrigan.
"Yes. I take full responsibility for her actions," says Trick.
"You will. But tell me, what is your interest in all this?" asks The Morrigan.
"That is not of your concern," says Trick.
"Oh don't give me that bullshit," says The Morrigan, "I know what I saw. And a Succubus can't do that type of shit. What is she?"
"She is of no threat. Just magic spells gone awry," explains Trick. "This will not happen again."
"Damn right it won't." The Morrigan's guards returning, surrounding them. "But don't talk to me like I'm dim-witted, far from it. You are hiding something," says The Morrigan. "And I'll be damned if that shit was just spells."
"Then you would be mistaken," says Trick. The Morrigan isn't falling for it, folding her arms together. Trick sighs. "What do you want?"
"Well I could have you executed on her behalf since this clearly reeked of an assassination attempt. But I'm feeling kind of generous today. I'll take a future favor on your blood honor," says The Morrigan.
Trick is hesitant. "Done," he says, with a huge sigh.
"You will pay for this mess too," says The Morrigan. "And I'll be taking that Siracon of yours as well." Trick looks surprised, The Morrigan notices. "Oh you thought I didn't know?"
"Done and done," says Trick. "Now that we have come to an agreement, if there is nothing further, we will be on our way. We don't want any trouble."
"You may go for now. This has been interesting. Very interesting. Hmm…maybe Tamsin was on to something after all. And do trust, I will keep in touch," says The Morrigan.
At Lauren's, Bo is in a hospital gown, resting on a gurney. Lauren is finishing an analysis on her, recording her findings or lack thereof. "Searching for any new markings or scarring." She traces her hand against Bo's body. Bo's body starts to react to her touch, turning red on each area she touches. "Wait, something is happening. This is unusual." She continues. Then Bo's starts to talk in her sleep, moans included. Lauren is at a loss for words.
"Yes…the answer…is yes…" says Bo. Lauren begins to blush from shock and embarrassment. She accidentally drops her chart and recording device, breaking it. Bo wakes up. "What, what in the hell?" She looks at her surroundings.
Lauren is busy picking her things up from off of the floor, she stands. "Oh Bo, I'm sorry."
"Lauren?" says Bo, a bit surprised. "I thought you were," she says, stopping herself. "I had the weirdest dream."
"Yes well," says Lauren, she clears her throat. She changes the subject. "So, how are you feeling?"
Bo looks at Lauren and reads her sexual energy. "Hungry," she answers, without a thought, her eyes blue. Bo then shakes her head, eyes returning to normal. "Wait, I must be still asleep because I don't remember coming over to your place."
"Oh yes that," says Lauren. She clears her throat again. "Well Bo." She pauses to regain herself. "You are here for observation."
Bo tugs at her hands. "Observation? Then why am I in handcuffs?" she asks, looking at the restraints over her wrists.
"There was a concern, but all seems to be well."
"A concern? What kind of concern Lauren?" asks Bo, her eyes growing wider.
"Bo, I know that you may be feeling a bit uneasy, but I promise you there's nothing to worry about."
"But you just said that there was a concern?"
"I know, and I shouldn't have. I apologize. What I meant to say was…" says Lauren, being cut off.
"No, you meant to say exactly what you said. I know you're hiding something."
"Bo, whatever you think you know it's not the case. It was the medication, you see it..."
Bo interrupts. "Oh no. Did I, did I hurt someone?" says Bo, panicky.
"No Bo. You are back on it now. I just had to tweak the formula. Your body had become resistant to the last mixture, but nothing to worry yourself over. Your body is responding well to the new treatments."
"Then what the hell did I do then? The last thing I remember was being at The Morrigan's. Wait how did I get here?"
"Trick and I brought you here after I sedated you. Kenzi was concerned, or I should say worried about your health. And even though you two were dabbling in some powerful magic, I was able to pinpoint…"
Bo interrupts again. "Wait a minute, what?" she says, so confused.
"You don't remember that either? Well in all fairness you have had a very eventful day to say the least," says Lauren.
Bo sighs. "I haven't been remembering much lately. Can I at least get out of these cuffs though? I'm feeling like Shutter Island."
"Oh yes." Lauren goes into her doctor's coat pocket and retrieves the keys. She unlocks the locks. Bo rubs her hands against her wrists.
"Well am I good to go, or do I need more observation?" asks Bo, standing up, her hospital gown undone.
Lauren becomes distracted by Bo's physique. "Yes. I was, I have what I need, I mean, my files are updated," says Lauren, awkwardly.
Bo gives her a funny look. "Well okay then. And my clothes?"
"They are um, they're, um over there," says Lauren, pointing in the direction of a nearby table. Bo walks over to them and the hospital gown comes off. Lauren watches her as she slips on her pants. Bo turns around as she puts on her bra and notices Lauren's staring. "Oh I'm sorry."
Bo looks at her oddly. "Don't be. You're fine. I mean you are a doctor. It's not like you haven't seen everything before anyway," she says, putting on her shirt.
Lauren nods. "Well I haven't seen everything, but I know what you mean."
Bo puts on her boots and jacket. She walks over to Lauren. "Well I guess a thank you is in order."
"Oh no problem Bo," says Lauren, putting her things away. "But if I could make a recommendation it would be to stay away from magic, and also to come see me when you feel like the medicine isn't taking, okay Bo?"
"Will do." Bo is about to walk out, but turns around. "Lauren," she says. Lauren faces her. "Look I know that you want to still have that talk. But I, I kind of can't right now. I mean I will, but I just need some time."
"Bo I understand. Take all the time you need. I'm here whenever you're ready."
At The Dal. Trick decides to have a memorial service for Tamsin. Since there was no picture of Tamsin, Kenzi decided to draw one in her likeness that Bo really appreciated. Bo has roses around the picture. Still no word from Dyson, but Kenzi is there, along with Hale, and Lauren showed up to pay her respects as well as get out of the lab. Trick is working the bar.
"I guess there was a better turn out than expected," says Kenzi.
"Well I think they're just here for the free food and drinks, but that's okay," says Bo. She pauses. "Thanks Kenzi."
Kenzi looks oddly at her. "For what?"
"For always being there. I thought that I lost everything but you still were here with me like you always are. And this does make me feel better. So thank you. I could not have asked for a better person in my life than you."
"Aww gee thanks Bo. You must be drunk," says Kenzi, with a laugh. "But I feel the same way, and look at you, getting out in the world again. I'm proud."
"Well I had your help."
"And look you might even get laid today," says Kenzi. Bo gives her a look. "Oh too soon? Damn. But hey the doc's been clocking you this whole time. I think you might want to have that 'talk' that you were supposed to have had a long time ago."
"I'm just not ready yet Kenzi," says Bo, with a shrug. "I mean I already know what it's going to be about anyway, and things are getting awkward between us."
"She still doesn't know huh?"
"No. And I kind of want to keep it that way." Bo stands up. "I'm gonna go talk with her, but not about that, I'll catch you later." Kenzi nods her head. Bo goes over and sits next to Lauren, and they converse.
Kenzi is spinning in her chair, eating random hor d'oeuvres. Hale comes over to her. "What's up lil mama?" he says.
"Nothing much. Chillin like a villain," says Kenzi.
"So Tamsin huh? Kind of messed up. Didn't know her that well but she seemed like cool peeps. She did help Dyson out and that's cool in my book. Dark usually don't help the Light like that," says Hale, with an odd expression. "That threw me for a loop but you know, maybe the peace program was working after all. Hard to tell now though. But on another note, what's up with yo girl? Did the two of them do anything?"
"Anything like what?" asks Kenzi, with a curious expression.
"Ah you know what I mean. Freaks between the sheets. I mean Bo was going hard for her."
"I know nothing of what you are talking about," says Kenzi.
"Yeah you do," says Hale, with a sly smile.
"Alls I know is that she saved our skins a few times." Kenzi finishes her drink. "Try having someone die for you and tell me how you would feel?"
"Okay I feel you. My bad if I was coming off heartless. It's not every day that a Dark Fae would do that you know? But yeah, that's real though."
"Well Dark Fae or not, she gave her life for Bo. I might be drunk right now, but to me that qualifies as a hero."
"I can respect that. Definitely can respect that."
"Alright enough with the Tamsin talk. I mean I know it's her memorial and what-not, but please don't kill my vibe with all the questions. I'm trying to get frat house wasted. Get on my level."
"Alright light-weight. Let's see what you got," says Hale, pouring them some shots.
"Oh yeah, the good stuff. Now that's what I'm talking about. Alright," she says, toasting with Hale. "This is for the homie Tamsin, gone and will probably be forgotten after this drink. But yeah, cheers."
Meanwhile The Morrigan visits Tamsin's grave site. She leaves her henchmen so that she can go to it alone, walking to a beautiful engraved marble headstone with freshly cut flowers of different hue surrounding it. Dark shades are over her eyes and she has on all black. She carries a single black rose.