Author's Note: I've had this idea for a couple of months now. Since Broken Heart, Lost Soul is almost done, I wanted to post this story now, before season 5 premieres in Canada. This takes place about a month after the season 4 finale. The title comes from a line Trick said in that episode and I believe it applies perfectly to this story. And per usual, my starting a new fic in no way means I am giving up on my others. They are all still being worked on. Let me know what you guys think about this! I hope I do the storyline justice. Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Bo sipped her coffee, leaning against the kitchen counter as she watched Tamsin sulk, sitting hunched over on the couch. She hated seeing the powerful Valkyrie reduced to a shell of her former self. Bo scoffed at herself. Who was she kidding? She was in the same position as Tamsin was right now, if not worse. All they had now was each other. The succubus had no idea what she would do if Tamsin wasn't still living here. The clubhouse already seemed so empty and desolate without Kenzi's lively spirit around. Bo bit her bottom lip, trying to stop the fresh wave of grief that washed over her at the thought of her best friend, her sister. It had been almost a month since Kenzi sacrificed herself, and yet the pain of it was still crippling. For the first two weeks, Bo refused to leave her bed. The only time Tamsin could get her out of her room was for Kenzi's funeral, which also took some coaxing. Bo would never miss Kenzi's funeral, she could never do that to her, but a funeral made everything that much more real, more final.

Bo poured another cup of coffee and sat down next to the blonde. Tamsin lifted her head, looking at the mug being offered to her, a sad smile on Bo's face. "Thanks," she said, taking a large swig before setting the drink down on the table. The two sat in silence for a while before Tamsin spoke again. "Maybe we should go to the Dal, get some fresh air and drown ourselves in alcohol."

Bo clenched her jaw. "Not the Dal," she stated adamantly. She definitely didn't want to run into them.

Tamsin wasn't shocked by the brunette's tone of voice. "You can't hide from them forever." Bo hadn't seen or spoken to Dyson and Trick since the battle to stop her father from reentering their world. She had completely shut both men out of her life. She blamed Dyson for letting Kenzi go, holding Bo back, and forcing her to watch Kenzi walk to her death. She blamed Trick for not intervening as he watched Kenzi walk past him without trying to stop her.

"Watch me," she bit back. "They'll stay away from me if they know what's good for them."

"They're not entirely to blame." A brief memory flitted into Tamsin's mind. Just mere hours before Kenzi died, Tamsin had told Kenzi she needed to "forgive Bo. Life's too short." Little did she know how much irony and truth her statement held. She was glad Kenzi had made peace with Bo before she left this world; she couldn't imagine the increased level of pain Bo would be going through if Kenzi hadn't forgiven Bo. And now it seemed like Bo was doing the same exact thing Kenzi had, blaming others for the death of a loved one they couldn't have prevented. "Kenzi is…," Tamsin paused, still needing to remind herself of the harsh reality that her friend was no longer around, "was, Kenzi was stubborn. Once she made up her mind, no one could stop her."

"They could have," Bo retorted. "I could have stopped her." She squeezed her fists tightly, leaving shallow crescent shaped marks in her palm. If only Dyson hadn't have held her back, she could have ran to Kenzi before her best friend entered the cinvat. She would have made it in time, she would have.

Tamsin lowered her head into hands, gripping her scalp as she stared at the floor between her knees. "I should have known, I should have done more," she berated herself.

Bo's anger dissipated a little at hearing Tamsin's own guilt-ridden thoughts spoken aloud. "Tams, you couldn't have known. And I saw you fighting, trying to get to her." At least Tamsin had tried.

The Valkyrie has been too busy defending herself against revenants to notice Kenzi's progression towards the portal until the girl was almost there. Bo's frantic screaming quickly drew her attention. The blonde's eyes looked to the succubus, following her line of sight to the horrific scene as it played out before her. Tamsin slashed, stabbed, and kicked every fallen soldier that got in her way as she made a valiant last ditch effort to reach Kenzi before she took that final step, but it was all in vain.

Tamsin squeezed her eyes shut against the unwanted memories. "No, I should have…I didn't think…" she interlocked her hands behind her head, applying more pressure. "'The daughter's heart,'" she recited the words that were now forever etched into her mind. "How could I have been so stupid?!"

"What are you talking about?" Bo's eyebrows scrunched together at the blonde's ramblings.

"'The daughter's heart,'" Tamsin recited once more. "That was the key to closing the portal, that's why only Kenzi could do it," she said in anguish. "She knew," she shook her head from side to side, "she knew from the beginning, since the moment she found it in Rosette's book….she knew…" she trailed off, lost in her own remorse.

"What?" Bo backed away from the Valkyrie, disbelief and betrayal clear in her shocked features. "How could you…" she wondered aloud before her surprise turned to anger. "How could you keep this from me?!" Bo screamed at the Valkyrie, tears rushing down her face.

"Kenzi asked me not to tell you!" Tamsin defended herself. "At the time, I thought 'the daughter's heart' meant you had to rip your own heart out of your chest! If I even had the slightest idea that Kenzi was going to sacrifice herself, I would have told you! Hell, I would have stopped her myself!"

"I told you! I flat out told you last year that Kenzi was my heart!" Bo yelled as she stood up. What more proof did Tamsin need?! She glared down at the Valkyrie, suddenly unsure of everything she had thought she had known about her.

Tamsin got up from the couch to meet the brunette at eye level. Bo was trying to use her height to intimidate her, but Tamsin wasn't going to allow it. "I didn't remember it in time!" she retorted truthfully, that day in the woods when they had gone to save Kenzi from the kitsune being pushed to the forefront of her mind. If only she had remembered it sooner. "I didn't put two and two together until it was too late!"

"I trusted you! I thought you were on my side but you're just like Dyson and Trick! You played as much of a part in Kenzi's death as they did," she seethed through gritted teeth.

Those words triggered something in Tamsin, making her see red as she charged at Bo. She grabbed the succubus by her shirt collar, jacking her up against the wall. "Don't you fucking dare try to blame me for Kenzi's death!" she growled adamantly. "The last thing I would ever do is hurt that girl!" She shoved Bo into the wall for emphasis. "I didn't kill Kenzi," she snarled. Her mind replayed the scene before her eyes, Bo's words echoing in her ears. She couldn't ignore that there was some truth to what Bo was saying. "I didn't kill…" she tried to repeat her last sentence, her voice wavering, the strength and power behind it diminishing rapidly. Her hold on Bo loosened as she shook her head, her glossy eyes darting back and forth. "I didn't…" She felt as if her own power of doubt was working against her. She briefly wondered if this was what her victims experienced. She groaned, pushing Bo away from herself as she ran towards the door. She didn't know where she was going, she just knew she had to get out of that house before it suffocated her.

Tamsin slowly approached the closed cinvat. Dust billowed around her shoes with every step she took. Rubble littered the ground. The smell of decaying corpses permeated through the air, making the Valkyrie want to gag. She could sense death and it didn't take a genius to figure out she was surrounded by it. Despite everything, her sole focus was on the large mound of rocks and boulders. Memories flashed through her mind. A raven haired young woman, standing in front of the glowing portal, a sad smile plastered on her face. Tamsin could still hear Bo's screams as Kenzi took that final step forward. She shut her eyes tight, trying to rid herself of the images, but they just kept coming. Kenzi's body had lain in front of her; Tamsin knew it was her responsibility to bring her to Valhalla. She remembered handing an unconscious Kenzi over and immediately being told to leave, before she even got a chance to say goodbye to her friend. She had argued, yelled, cried, and threatened everyone near her, but the only response she got was being forcefully expelled from the gates of Valhalla. She rattled the metal framework, for once in her life begging as she pleaded to be let back in. She had done her job. That's all anyone in Valhalla had viewed the most important person in her life, just another job to be done.

Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes. Before her despair could overtake her again, Tamsin gave into an emotion she was familiar with, anger. She grabbed the nearest rock next to her, heaving the large stone as far as she could at the cinvat. "Fucking prophecy!" she yelled as she tossed another boulder. "Fucking Pyripus!" A third one soared through the air, striking another mound of rocks causing a few to tumble down. "Damn you all for taking her away from me!" Her hands latched onto another stone, ready to send it down the same path the others had gone until a small whimper reached her ears.

The Valkyrie stood up, instantly on the defensive. "Hello?" she called, scanning the area. The sound hadn't seemed threatening, but this area had brought nothing except for death and destruction; she wasn't taking any chances. A few pebbles and sand slipped out from behind a pile of rubble. Tamsin side stepped towards it, a dagger in hand. She looked behind the obstruction, ready to attack. A blonde haired little girl shrieked at seeing the adult looming over her with a weapon. Tamsin's jaw dropped, thrown off guard by her discovery. The terrified child scooted as far away as she could, until her back hit the wall. Tamsin slipped her dagger back into its holster, holding out her hands in a peaceful gesture. "Hey, hey, it's okay," she said softly. "I'm not going to hurt you." The girl didn't seem to be buying it after witnessing Tamsin's strength and rage. She curled into herself, tears streaming down her face. "No, no, don't cry." Tamsin groaned inwardly; she didn't do well with crying and since Kenzi's death that's all anyone had been doing lately. "I'm a cop, I'm one of the good guys," she tried a different tactic, crouching down to the ground to be at the girl's eye level. "See?" she said, pulling out her old badge from her previous life.

The child peaked out between her arms, looking at the metal object. She slowly lowered her limbs, her cries down to a mere sniffle. "I want my momma," she demanded, her voice wavering.

"I'll help you find your momma," Tamsin offered. The girl nodded, her curly locks bouncing with the movement. "I'm sorry I scared you."

"S'okay," she said softly, her glossy eyes finally meeting Tamsin's for the first time.

Tamsin gasped; she had only seen eyes that particular shade of blue once before in her many lifetimes. Those ice blue eyes that held so much love and affection. "Kenzi…" she whispered in shock.

The girl furrowed her eyebrows at Tamsin, seemingly appraising her. "How do you know my name?" she asked hesitantly.

Tamsin's breath caught in her throat. This little girl not only had Kenzi's eyes but her name as well? What the hell was going on here? Her mind kept telling her that this couldn't possibly be her Kenzi. Kenzi is dead. She was a human. And even if she did somehow become fae, only Valkyries can be reborn and Kenzi most certainly isn't…wasn't a Valkyrie! But every aching pulse of her heart told her that this was really her Kenzi, this was her moms. She needed to know for sure. "Mackenzi Malikov."

"Do I know you?" Kenzi asked squinting her eyes, putting her hands on the ground in order to lean forward to inspect Tamsin further.

Tamsin smiled for what seemed like the first time in ages, "yes you do, and I know you."

Kenzi still seemed puzzled, trying to remember the other blonde's face. "What's your name?" she asked, trying to jog her own memory.

"I'm Tamsin."

Kenzi's face scrunched up, "that's a weird name."

Tamsin snorted. That's definitely Kenzi, honest to a fault and unafraid to speak her mind. "Blame my parents for that one kid." She reached out her hand to the child. "Come on, I'll take you somewhere safe."

Kenzi stared at the woman's outstretched hand. "My momma told me to never go with strangers."

Tamsin smirked with a hint of pride; smart kid. "I'm not a stranger though. I know your name, you know mine, and I'm a police officer. Your momma sounds like a smart lady. She probably told you that you could trust a cop, right?" Kenzi nodded. "See? Then it's okay." Kenzi pursed her lips, unsure what to do. "You can either come with me, or stay here by yourself in this creepy dark and cold cave," Tamsin shrugged offhandedly.

The Valkyrie was not expecting her words to cause the little girl to rush forward into her arms, tiny hands clinging onto Tamsin's shirt. "Hey, it's okay Kenzi, I got you," she shushed the trembling girl, hugging her to herself. The feel of Kenzi in her embrace again, no matter what form she was in, brought tears to her eyes and a level of comfort that the woman had thought was no longer attainable. The fae stood up, holding the girl close to her chest as she burrowed her head further into Tamsin. "I've got you, you're safe now. I'm never leaving you behind again," she promised Kenzi.