Safety in Numbers Chapter 1: Get Home, a grimm fanfic

This story takes place directly after episode 3x17 of Grimm. I worked very hard on this so I hope you enjoy this first chapter! Sorry it's short but I promise to update in the next couple of days! Reviews are always appreciated! Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer~ I own none of the characters. I don't even own the donuts that they eat while they are filming. But great, now I want a donut!

This is just another night/ And we've had many of them/ To the morning we're cast out/ But I know I'll land here again

How am I gonna get myself back home?/ Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay/ How am I gonna get myself back home?/ Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay

Get Home by Bastille

"Thou makest me sorry for thee;

Come with me,

I will show thee how people get away from the hounds."

-Brothers Grimm

Renard continued to smile down at his daughter. He rocked the small girl back and forth in his arms making faces at her.

"Hi!" he whispered. "Aren't you just the cutest thing!" The little girl laughed, encouraging him.

Sean looked up at Adalind and smiled even bigger.

"I can't believe I am holding my daughter, our daughter in my arms." He said slyly.

Adalind smiled back at Renard. She couldn't believe it either. It had been such a ling and difficult journey getting here. A rush of clashing emotions hit Adalind, and suddenly tears began to well up in her eyes and spill down her face. Sean gave her a puzzled look and moved towards her. His eyes softened, bringing back memories of when she lost her powers.

"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked quietly.

Adalind quickly wiped away the tears and spoke, "Nothing," her voice was shaky with tears. "I just never thought I'd be standing here in your apartment with our daughter. To be honest, these past few weeks, I didn't even think I'd be standing at all. I've seen at least fifteen people killed who attempted to kill me. I gave birth to my baby in the woods, and have gotten about six hours of sleep in the last five days." Adalind paused for a second to catch her breath. She retied her hair in a bun and yawned. Her overwhelming emotions and lack of sleep finally hit her.

Renard handed the small girl back to Adalind in an attempt to make her feel better. He wrapped his arm around her back and rubbed her shoulder. Renard kissed her forehead and looked deep into her tired blue eyes. She was exhausted, and scared, but strong. No longer was she that small, fragile girl who lost her powers to a Grimm. No. She managed to retrieve her powers, and not painlessly, stay strong and protect her child. She would do anything, anything to keep her daughter safe. This was the new motherly, protective side of Adalind, and Renard adored it.

He snapped his mind back to reality and spoke once again, "You're both here now and that's all that matters." Renard whispered.

Adalind smiled up at Renard and then down at the baby she held in her arms. Adalind wiped away the last couple of tears that managed to escape from her eyes, and calmed her breathing down. She cooed softly into her daughter's ears until her eyes closed and she drifted off into sleep. Adalind smiled, maybe she was finally getting used to this, having a child.

Just then the intercom buzzed, ringing throughout the apartment. Adalind jumped backwards, startled. She looked down at her baby hoping it didn't wake her. It didn't. After a moment, the familiar voice of the apartment manager spoke loud and clear.

"Uh, Mr. Renard, there is a Nicholas Burkhardt here to see you," Sean and Adalind glanced at each other, stunned. "Would you like me to send him up?" He asked.

Renard's legs dragged over to the intercom hanging on his wall by the door and he held down the 'talk' button. Renard shut his eyes and silently prayed that this would go well.

"Send him up." Renard breathed into the microphone. Adalind's heart rate began to rapidly increase, and she hugged her daughter closer. She closed her eyes tight and prayed that everyone would make it out of there alive in one piece. But she knew why he was here, and she knew that everyone making it out in one piece may be close to impossible. Renard walked back towards Adalind.

"He's here to kill me!" Adalind blurted out. Renard sighed heavily and moved closer to her, hoping this wouldn't be true.

"I'm sure he just wants to talk things out. There's a rational explanation for everything he does."

Adalind shook her head violently. "No, he's here to kill me, and my baby, I know it. He showed no interest in keeping either of us alive, so why would he come to talk things out?" She breathed heavily with every word.

Renard wrapped his arm around her again. "I won't let him touch either of you, ever. Okay? I'm sure it'll all be fine." He tried to reassure Adalind, but also himself.

She gulped and shook her head 'okay'.

A sharp knock on the door sounded, and Renard walked towards it. He opened the door to greet his visitor.

"Hello Nick."

"Captain," Nick entered the apartment without being invited. His presence was unsettling to everyone in the room. "We need to talk." Nick glanced at the scared mother and daughter. Renard shut the door behind him and stood protectively next to Adalind. A cold and awkward silence spread through the room.

After some hesitation, Nick finally broke the silence.

"You're not safe here."

"What do you mean?" Sean asked. This although logical, was the last thing he expected to leave Nick's mouth.

"Do you think you can just raise a family without the Verrat taking any notice?" Nick questioned.

Renard thought for a moment. Nick was right. He couldn't just raise a baby with Adalind and be safe. They'd always be on the run. No matter what, Adalind would always be on the run. Another silence filled the room along with a foul smell. Adalind plugged her nose in disgust, and then knowingly leaned down to smell her baby. It was as she expected, and she once again tilted her head back in disgust.

` Adalind leaned in towards Renard and whispered to him, "Uh, I think we have a code brown."

Renard gave a charming half smile. That was something he'd have to get used to. "Why don't you go take care of that in my bedroom? Do you have extra diapers?" Adalind shook her head 'yes'.

"Okay, good. I'll finish talking with Nick." Adalind exited the living room to go change her daughter's diaper.

Renard and Nick continued their conversation in hushed tones.

"Do the Verrat know of our location?" Renard probed, worried about their safety.

"I'm not sure, but for starters, having a hijacked car outside your building probably isn't helping."

Suddenly a high-pitched shriek filled the room, cutting Nick off. It was followed by scuffling footsteps, and loud baby cries. Just mere seconds later two figures entered the room. A fairly large figure held Adalind by her waist, a knife to her throat, baby still wrapped tight in her arms, screaming and crying.

"Ah, good to see you again Sean." The figure stated.

"Brother?"

The birds are mocking me/ They call to be heard/ The birds are mocking me/ They curse my return

Get Home by Bastille (All this Bad Blood)