A/N: This is along the current storyline. This piece is for my follower and fan, shepweir always, who like me is a huge Meisner fan. I was absolutely shipping him and Adalind in season 3, but he did what was for the greater good. Got to respect that. I'm sorry for such a good guy, because I believe he missed his chance with Adalind. This is my first Meisner POV. Let me know if you enjoy it and thanks for following :).
What was Best Left Buried
Here he lay in bed, thinking of her. Daydreaming of her was more to the point. Meisner thought he had put to rest those feelings that had almost distracted him from his mission in Europe. He could still remember Adalind's face at Diana birth, when she said goodbye and kissed him on the cheek, as well as when she asked bewildered why he wasn't going with them when they fled Europe. That moment as they drove to meet the next contact and plan her and Diana's escape, Meisner had almost abandoned his mission with one look at her face.
Now she was in the middle of this current conflict and seeing her again brought up desires that were best left buried. If possible, their situation was even more complicated. She had another child with a Grimm, and Meisner had sent Adalind's first child into hiding. He felt a need to explain that to her, since they had spoken, but that might compromise Diana's location. Sighing to himself, Meisner thought his life was one impossible situation after another. Deception was part of his mission but not part of the life he had hoped for. Adalind deserved better from him.
He was tired of this war, of constantly being sentinel for this organization. Still they needed someone to push back the tide of ever increasing Wesen threats in this world. When Meisner had assassinated the King, he thought there might be a break for him. However Schwarzkralle, or the Black Claw, had other thoughts. Their offensive had recently become extremely aggressive, perhaps without the Royals to keep them in check. Every action has consequence, he thought. Meisner had not considered how the Royals may have kept this war at bay for so long.
Then there was Adalind's situation with Burkhardt. Meisner dealt with the fallout of that tangled web everyday in his handling of Eve. A Zwillingsschwester Verfluchte, or entwining twin curse, was nothing to mess with. Adalind probably would never have attempted it if she hadn't believed that the Royals had Diana. Kelly Burkhardt had started something when she took Diana that messed her son's life up tremendously. No matter how well meaning her intentions were, Meisner was once again reminded of the consequences that occur when all actions have not been carefully considered.
There was a sudden knock on his door. "Yeah," he said while sitting up.
"We found out where he's going to be," was the messenger's concise report as he handed Meisner a GPS location of a restaurant here in Portland.
"We have one hour," Meisner stated as they exited the room.
Eve had been briefed and it was time to contact Nick. This assignment for Eve was in a very public place. Having a Grimm, as well as a member of the Portland PD, there was imperative. After speaking with Eve, Meisner knew this meeting would not be what Burkhardt was hoping for, but the answers he wanted didn't exist anymore. Eve was the mission and only the mission. There were no emotional attachments in her life anymore. There was no life for Eve from before her reconditioning, only memories that she no longer connected to. If Nick wanted remorse or even anger from her, he wouldn't get it. This was a test, not for Eve, but for Burkhardt. Let's hope he can handle it, Meisner thought.
Meisner sent him a text with the conditional where and when for meeting Eve. Now it was Meisner's job to evaluate him and make sure Adalind's son didn't lose his father. Talk about a conflict of interests, but Meisner was man enough to know what was the right thing to do!
Witnessing Eve and Nick's encounter, it went about as well as Meisner thought, as Burkhardt seemed very disappointed. There really was no help for that. Better for Nick that he put Juliette behind him.
Then the target made to leave and Eve did her job. In the next few seconds, Meisner gained new respect for this Grimm. Not only did he make quick work of the bodyguards, but in almost the same breath, he handled the police. Meisner could relate to his quick thinking and appreciated his value as a police officer. Adalind was in good hands. Conflicting emotions struggled within Meisner, that were hard for him to swallow. He was equally relieved and envious.
Taking out his phone, Meisner called him. "Yeah, Burkhardt," was Nick's response.
"That went well," Meisner informed him that he had witnessed everything as Nick glanced around looking for him.
"Meisner," Nick replied with understanding.
"The man is Samuel Rankin, one of the organizers for Black Claw. This was the one opportunity we had. The others are his bodyguards, you probably figured that one out," Meisner explained.
"A lot of innocent people could have been hurt," Nick pointed out in a voice that was less than pleased.
"That's why we wanted you to be there," Meisner countered.
"What the hell was this? Some kind of test?" Burkhardt made it clear he didn't appreciate this game.
"It was. I'll be in touch. Sorry about the mess," Meisner replied with a bit of sympathy because this life wasn't easy. Nick's only response was a sigh, then the conversation was over.
His need to see Adalind was even greater now, Meisner admitted to himself. Instead, he returned to his post and debriefed Eve. Sending her back to her cell, Meisner knew Eve would need rest because this war was just beginning!
