Once in a Blue Moon

This is a story I wrote back in 2012 as a FanFic for the TV Show Lost Girl. For more info on the Lost Girl TV Show click here.

For those of you who are already familiar with the show, this story takes place somewhere between seasons two and three. This is Chapter 6. Click here for Chapter 1. Enjoy!

Chapter 6

Dyson was tense behind the wheel, pushing the pedal to the ground. He clenched his fists holding the steering wheel in a death grip. The wolf was both worried and pissed off at the girls for ignoring his advice. They always got in trouble of some sort and he would have to come to the rescue. Any other day that was okay, tonight, however, was a different story. They were in dark fae territory and trespassing was not taken lightly these days. Though the detective wasn’t a fan of the rules, often bending them to suit his own purpose, that was only when he knew there’d be no consequences. If Bo had been a light fae, things would have been so much easier.

Saving a light fae on a dark fae territory would have been sanctioned by The Ash himself. But Bo was unaligned and Kenzi was merely human, which meant they were both fair game. Dyson could not officially offer his protection to them. Being caught on dark fae territory would generate extreme repercussions.

Hale watched Dyson stare at the road in front of him and clench his jaw every now. His mood was easy to read. He was beyond pissed off. Hale was upset too, he liked Bo and had become fond of the tiny human lately, but it wasn’t in his nature to be angry. As a siren, he was by definition a mellow creature.

“Want to tell me what’s eating at you, D.?” Hale asked breaking the silence.

“Take a wild guess!” Dyson replied through clenched teeth.

“Dude, we don’t even know if they’re in trouble. Maybe they’re fine, you know, it’s a big wood, I bet they didn’t find that shifter…” Hale tried to make Dyson relax a little.

“You think?” Dyson growled, arching a brow in Hale’s direction.

“No… those chicks are a magnet for trouble.” Hale sighed in defeat.

Dyson pulled over behind Bo’s car and got out immediately to inspect her car but nothing seemed out of place. The man closed his eyes and sniffed the air around seeming puzzled.

“What’s up, man?” Hale asked, now worried.

“I can’t smell them. They must have left the car quite a while ago. They probably came straight here after they left The Dal.” He started to unbutton his shirt, ditching it on the hood of his car.

“You’re going after them, aren’t you?”

“Was there any doubt?” Dyson looked at his partner.

“OK, I got your back. Anyone comes this way – either fae, human…or little red riding hood, I’ll sing them to sleep.”

Dyson nodded and shifted into his wolf form disappearing into the woods their scent stronger than before but still faint. The wind had dispersed most of the trail making it impossible for Dyson to track them. Stopping he knew he needed to regroup and try to catch it again. Standing still the wolf breathed deep and a chill raced up his back. Blood, Kenzi’s blood was strong on the wind but as it blew it changed direction and made it hard to pinpoint the source of that smell.

Deep in the woods, Kenzi was curled in the fetal position on the cold ground, the cougar struggling to keep her warm. Kenzi’s wound was no longer bleeding but she had already lost a lot of blood and as tiny as she was, she really didn’t have much to spare.

The cougar caught a scent that she immediately recognized as the wolf, the human’s friend. He’s here for her. Once he gets what he came for, maybe he’ll disappear and leave me alone. Roaring, Rain attempted to lead him to them.

Dyson didn’t recognize the roaring, but when he caught the feline scent he figured it was Rain and it was all he needed. Kenzi must be with her. The big question was whether Kenzi was hurt because of the shifter or if the shifter was there because she was hurt and was trying to tend to her wounds as before. Kenzi had the extraordinary talent of driving people mad and gaining their love at the same time, but one day she would run out of luck. Dyson feared that this was that day.

Trotting through the forest, Dyson reached a clearing and the scent got stronger. His eyes easily spotted two silhouettes, a small human figure curled on the ground, a cougar with its head resting on the girl’s ribs as it cuddled her from behind. When the cougar sensed him getting closer, she stepped in front of the girl and took a defensive stance, or at least that it’s what it looked like to Dyson.

Dyson stopped a couple of feet from them. To his surprise, the cougar shifted to her human form. Rain stood naked and proud under the moonlight, talking softly to the wolf.

“Your human and her friend came looking for me. I heard them but I was far away and I didn’t feel very chatty. At some point, they stopped calling for me and I thought they had given up, but then I smelt human blood, her blood. I don’t know why, but I came back and found her stabbed, playing dead. Her friend was nowhere in sight.” she explained.

Dyson shifted into his human form and went to check on Kenzi.

“I closed the wound the best I could, but she’s lost a lot of blood and she passed out. I tried to keep her warm. I didn’t know what else to do…” Rain continued.

Dyson took Kenzi in his arms and turned to leave. He stopped in his tracks and looked over his shoulder at the naked woman behind him. “I don’t know why you cared to help her, but thank you.”

“No problem, but you might want to keep her on a tight leash from now on. She won’t live very long if she keeps meddling in other people’s business, especially when it comes to the fae.”

Dyson snorted. The cougar was right, but she didn’t know Kenzi. No one could put a leash on the girl and live to tell the tale. But he was going to talk to her, maybe after her recent experience she’d come to her senses and be more cautious. “I have to leave, I have no place being here.”

“The forest has not been claimed, I checked.”

“Maybe not, but it’s dark fae territory, so I should take my wounded and go.” Dyson clarified the situation.

“So what?… Oh, you’re light fae. You risked a lot coming here.” she now understood his distress.

“I’ll shift back and lead the way to the road. It’ll be faster this way.” She shifted back to cougar.

Following her made it easier for Dyson to make a beeline for the road while carrying an unconscious Kenzi but he was so focused on getting them out of the woods, that he missed the foreign presence lurking behind the trees. They were almost there, he could now see the lights on the road when the silence was broken by gunfire. When the cougar fell limp several feet from him Dyson knew he couldn’t stop, if anything he had to run faster.

Hale saw Dyson running towards him carrying someone in his arms. As his friend got closer he realized it was Kenzi, the frail human that, living amongst fae, often forgot just how weak and powerless she was.

“Hale, take her and put her in the car…I’ve got to go back!” Dyson said as he passed Kenzi to his partner. Hale nodded and took Kenzi assuming that Dyson was going back for Bo.

Dyson ran back to the cougar. To his satisfaction, he got there before the shooter. The man closed his eyes for a moment and focused all his senses on his surroundings. He couldn’t hear or smell anyone in close range with the exception of a faint heartbeat. The cougar was still alive. Dark fae or not, she had saved Kenzi twice and he was grateful. He had to at least try to save her. He put his hand on the cougar’s head and she hissed in reply. She was conscious and that was good.

“Shift! Now!” He urged the cougar. She complied turning back to her human form. He grabbed her small frame in his arms and ran back to the car.

“Pop up the trunk!” Hale raised an eyebrow as his partner came into view but did as he was told. He walked to the back of the car to see what was Dyson up to. To his surprise, Dyson was holding the red-headed shifter, naked and bleeding. The young woman’s eyes silently questioned Dyson’s intention. Sensing her fear and he explained his actions.

“I can’t risk being pulled over with you naked and bleeding on the back seat. Especially since you’re wanted for murder. I don’t intend to harm you, but it’s safer for you to stay here.” She nodded in understanding and turned slightly to get into a more comfortable position in his trunk. He closed it and got back to the driver’s seat. He drove as fast as he possibly could without raising suspicion. He had Hale call Lauren and asked her to meet them at his place. This was going to be a long night. He was worried for Bo, not knowing who took her or whether she was still alive.

In the woods, a dark silhouette approached the spot where the cougar had fallen earlier. The ground soaked with her blood stood as evidence in the moonlight but the cougar was nowhere to be seen. The hunter was puzzled as he remembered seeing through his scope the cougar fall limp on the ground while the man kept running. So, where did she disappear?


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