Old Haunts (OTA, Tag to Dyson - Backdated to Monday)

[thenew_ash]

He took the weekend to sort through everything in his head. Weird-ass place filled with fae and humans and other. Kenzi, and it sounded like Dyson and Bo, too, were from his past which kind of made him feel like Marty McFly only as a siren and with way more swag. When Monday came around, Hale decided it was time he looked for his friend and former

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[beyourclaymore]

Dyson was in. Dyson was kicked back at his desk (the one across from it for his partner conveniently bare), his feet propped up on the edge as he read through yet another of the many files that just seemed to appear.

He'd realized that they were what he assumed were cold cases from various times and places - and when he made some notes, and added some thoughts they would vanish back to where they'd come from.

Hopefully with a new clue to catch whoever the culprit was.

He looked up when he heard the door open and a wide genuine smile creased his face when he saw Hale.

"What the hell are you doing here brother?"

[thenew_ash]

"Oh, you know." He smiled when Dyson smiled, though his smile was a little more wry. "Heard you were stuck in some whacked-up village and thought I'd come keep you company so you don't get into trouble."

[beyourclaymore]

"Not a whole lot of trouble to get into here," he got up with a wide grin and went around the counter to hug his friend.

[thenew_ash]

He hugged Dyson back happily. "You sure? I mean, at the very least, you've got Bo and Kenzi here so I can't imagine things are terribly boring."