The Ways We Fall

Prologue

"Wait, wait, wait. You're telling me the bad guy is Cupid?" Kenzi looked confused.

Trick rolled his eyes and answered, "Not the Cupid, Kenzi, a cupid. They are a type of Fae that influence emotions of attraction, usually to bring a couple together, but just as often to drive them apart. They don't actually use a bow and arrow, they don't make people fall in love, and they don't tap into their powers until maturity –like most other Fae. So, before you ask, no you are not looking for a baby with wings."

"Well, excuse me," Kenzi shrugged, an insincere apology.

"Kenz," Bo leaned against her shoulder, hoping to prevent an argument. "So, how do we find this cupid, and stop him?"

"Dyson is your best bet," Trick supplied, "a cupid releases a specific set of pheromones that Dyson'll be able to pick-up on. Moreover, be careful. A cupid's power is subtle and not something to be taken lightly."

"Copy that Trickster," Kenzi saluted him as they bounced out of the Dal.

~:~:~Two Days Later~:~:~

"Does…this…guy…ever stop…running?" Kenzi wilted against the side of the alley. Dyson was a few steps ahead of her and Bo was next to her, looking more than a little irritated.

"We've been chasing this guy for two days, Dyson," Bo groaned.

"Trick told you not to under-estimate him," Dyson reminded her with his signature smirk.

Then suddenly the Smiling Bastard (as Kenzi had dubbed him) was just there. He smacked into Dyson and knocked over Kenzi—"Hey, what the hell?!"—and then he was off again.

~:~:~Next Night~:~:~

They had the Smiling Bastard cornered. He was not getting away. Not this time.

As Kenzi came up the side entrance she was guarding, she saw the Smiling Bastard grab onto Bo. She was about to shout, maybe throw something at him, but he just let go. Only to turn and run smack into Dyson, like full head-on collision. Dyson, finally as aggravated as the rest on this the third day of the chase, simply rolled and pinned the guy before yanking the Smiling Bastard's arm up behind his back. Then the Smiling Bastard was cuffed and the case was finally over.

"Yes," Kenzi squealed in a little celebration jig, "drinks at the Dal tonight!"