This is my first fiction about on this fandom and I do hope to please you all. It not be too long, only enough to entertain us all for a while.

Any reviews and comments are welcome to help me improve.

Enjoy your favourite Zauberbiest...

All unities of the precinct were called to a nightclub area for a massive disorder. Captain Sean Renard just happened to follow to ensure that everything worked smoothly. It didn't. At all.

It seemed like Hell had gone loose at one of the most important Wesen clubs in Portland. Sean Renard found himself with half of his patrol cars turned to scrap metal and junk and many men injured. How he was going to justify it to his superiors was beyond his understanding. Worse than that, he found himself cornered in an alley by several not so friendly biker Wesen. Another thing that had happened and he would never be able to recall how. He had lost sight of all his best men, the Grimm and their sidekicks included, long ago amidst the crowd of rogues

Surrounded by at least 5 different Wesen, he was preparing himself for the first hit when the tides turned.

A wall of fire surrounded him, creating a living barrier between him and his attackers. For a moment he was too stunned to have any reaction. Renard watched and heard as the others tried to cross through with no success: Every time they were repelled.

The Captain of Portland Police, at last, looked around trying to understand the source of it, finding a woman in a dance dress behind his back not far away. A hand raised, seemingly controlling the fire.

" Need a hand?" She offered him a twisted mischievous smile.

Then, it happened. One of the few moments in his adulthood in which Captain Sean Renard lost all ability of speech.

" What are you?" He ended up stuttering, eying her bewildered. Trying to wrap his mind around what was happening and why had he decided to follow his men on that devilish night.

" A helping hand? Now run. This way." She urged him while taking her high heel shoes off with swift motions and starting towards the building's wall, stopping by the fire stairs. They pulled them together with a few tugs, finally getting them to go down.

Climbing hurriedly to the roof and from there they made it all across the building on the rooftop.

The scenario around was terrifying, Smoke was rising from below, from the base of the building. All around there were fires and explosions, some bigger than others. One happened pretty close, making the woman retry till she hit Renard's chest behind her. As she turned her face to seek his eyes, Sean found his arms surrounding her involuntarily. Her heart was beating fast against his hands on her chest and her breath was quick. She out to be scared. He wasn't very sure of himself either.

For what seemed like the longest time, they both remained there on top of the roof, watching all that was going on around them. Syrenes could be heard coming and going. Some shots too. His phone came to life all of a sudden.

"Renard!" He picked it up quickly.

"Captain! Where are you, Sir?"

Renard risked a look at his impromptus companion.

"I'm fine, Buckhart. What about you?"

"Firemen are on their way here. We have several Wesen in custody right now, already heading to jail. Some men were taken to the hospital but they were going to be okay. We were looking for you."

" I found… Help. I guess you could call it that. Tell me where are you right now and we will go to you. We need to talk." He prompted, his eyes never stopping in one place.

" We are on the east side of the building, Hank and me. Wu went in search of reinforcements."

" Keep there. I'm coming." He said before hanging up.

His mysterious woman prepared to part ways but Renard grabbed her by one wrist.

"Come with me. I'm a cop. We will get you somewhere safe."

"I know you're a cop. I knew it back there." She moved her head to indicate the alley they had come from. " But my stuff is still inside." She argued, pulling her wrist so that he had to let go of it. Her fear seemed to have evaporated, being replaced by something else in her eyes.

"What's your name?"

"You may call me Harriet."

"You worked here?"

She nodded while making a face.

"We will get your stuff later when it all calms downs, I promise. Now come, my men are expecting us."

She didn't look very enthusiast but followed him nonetheless.