A/N: I don't like my Nadalind lying, so I've had a hard time finding inspiration with what's canon. Everyone needs to come clean! Nick has no excuse, Grimmwriters, and don't give me 'We swore not to tell anyone not in the room'. That should not include the mother of your child and someone you've been having a relationship with. I'm happy at least Adalind broached the subject of her Hexenbiest :).

Revealing Truth

Chapter 1 Nick

He lay awake for two hours after Adalind fell asleep, even though he hadn't had much sleep in several days. There was a strained tension between them ever since Germany and the lies Nick had told her when he finally decided to go home. Those lies might have been for her protection, but that didn't make them any easier to say. Adalind hadn't pressed him as Juliette would have done. She had seemed preoccupied with fears that her Hexenbiest could return, which reflected his own concerns the morning after they had slept together. Just hearing her say she thought he might kill her, brought some reality to their crazy situation. No, Nick couldn't have killed Adalind, the mother of his child, still could he say the same thing for her? What would she be capable of? Juliette had been capable of too many horrendous things once she began to turn. Taking a deep breath, Nick knew that Adalind had not once done something as gruesome as luring his mother to her death. She wasn't even the same person or Hexenbiest, that had tried to kill his aunt and Hank. Nick wrestled his indecisive feelings, all the while he couldn't deny his attraction.

Yeah, that night had been a mistake and not because he didn't desire her, but because he didn't know how he really felt about her. How was one supposed to feel about your greatest enemy becoming the mother of your child then falling in love with you? Nick cared for Adalind, but did he love her? He sighed for the third time. Looking over at her sleeping he had to admire her ethereal beauty and, if he didn't know better, he'd already be gone, but Nick did know better. There were so many terrible things she had done, but then he had done some nasty things to her as well. Glancing over at Kelly, Nick acknowledged to himself that no matter the situation, if anyone ever took his son from him they would pay. He had done that to Adalind, took her baby. So Renard told him to do it, so what?! At the time it had seemed so right, for the safety of Diana. Knowing Adalind now, as never before, and seeing what a wonderful mother she was, Nick knew that had been the worst decision.

It was amazing that she could love him after that, he accepted humbly. His eyes were drawn to her again as she slept and he wished, once more, that there wasn't so much hate from the past coming between them. Wished they hadn't tried to destroy each other and that Juliette hadn't been caught in the middle. That was it, Nick knew. That's what made it so hard to move on with Adalind. He kept blaming her, but really, he was the guilty one. Guilty of taking Diana and fueling Adalind's revenge. Guilty of wanting his Grimm powers back, making Juliette a hexenbiest in the process. Guilty of his mother's death because he let her take Diana in the first place. Nick was responsible for all of it. How could he screw this up now, he wondered. He continued to rehash these tumultuous thoughts till he couldn't remember falling asleep.

"Have you been alright?" Hank asked and Nick looked at him with a furrowed brow. "Whenever we haven't been absorbed with a wrestler putting on some Wesen face mask or the ceremony to remove that mask, you've been brooding."

"It's nothing," Nick deflected.

Hank cocked an eyebrow, then replied, "Yeah, I'm not buying it. When you decide to unload, you just let me know."

Just then they received a call about a mauled body in Washington Park. "On our way," Hank responded. Turning to Nick, he said, "Better call Monroe. This one sounds Wesen. Reporting officer said the body looked like it was attacked by a wild animal."

Monroe was a good idea and not just for the case, Nick realized. If anyone could understand why he was battling himself so hard over his relationship with Adalind, it was Monroe. After all Monroe had an idea just how complicated their situation had become.

An hour and a half later, the three of them stood over the third body discovered in the same mangled condition. Monroe shook his head. "This all looks Wesen. The neck, the amount of blood and the method." Sudden comprehension of a sort dawned on his face. "Last night was a full moon, right?"

"Yeah, I think so," Hank responded.

"What does that have to do with this?" Nick inquired.

"There's a disease among Blutbaden that can affect us like Rabies on the full moon. It's the basis of the werewolf legend. Anyway, the disease was pretty much eradicated with the invention of a vaccine by a Wesen physician. That's why you don't see this more often," Monroe detailed.

"Why do you think it started again?" Nick asked uneasy because a rabid Blutbad sounded like a terror. Even if it was because of a disease, they couldn't let this go on. There was a reason people used to put down rabid dogs.

"Well, there's been some data a guy named Wakefield found that said vaccines in infants and children can cause autism. Then there are certain religions that are against vaccination of any form. Many parents aren't vaccinating anymore because of these reasons," Monroe expounded shaking his head as he looked down at the woman laying dead at their feet. "A teenage boy going through puberty has enough to deal with without Lycanthropia."

"You think this is a teen?" Nick asked incredulously. How could they kill someone who was really just a child.

"No, but once there's an incubated version of the disease, it becomes more virulent. It might be one of his parents," Monroe supplied sadly.

"Alright, let's get to the shop and see what Rosalee knows," Nick suggested. Then turning to Monroe he requested, "Can I ride with you? There's something I need to discuss with you." Out of the corner of his eye, Nick saw Hank shrug and walk off to his car. It wasn't like Nick couldn't talk with Hank, but he had already shared some of this dilemma with Monroe and Hank obviously had some bad history with Adalind so how objective could he be? Hell, Nick wasn't anywhere near objective himself. At least Monroe usually tried to be nonjudgmental.

As they pulled away from the curb, Nick found it wasn't so easy to begin. "So," Monroe prompted. When Nick didn't speak, Monroe tried again, "What is it, buddy? You seem pensive about something. I mean, besides the three shredded bodies in the park."

"Adalind told me she loved me before we slept together that night," Nick blurted out. Monroe had both eyebrows raised as he stole a quick glance at Nick. Nick felt the pressure of that look and turned away towards the window. Monroe had already asked the question, that Nick couldn't get out of his mind, back in Germany. Nick no more had an answer for him now than the last time he asked. Luckily, Monroe didn't inquire again. "The part that's been getting to me is she hasn't once put pressure on me to return her feelings. It's like she believes she could never expect that and, moreover, when I returned from our trip, Adalind voiced the same fear you and I discussed that afternoon in the car. What if her Hexenbiest returns? Will she change back to her old self?" It finally just spilled out of Nick as if something was boiling over.

"It really does sound like a different person living with you, than the one who was your enemy for so long," Monroe observed.

"I'm not so sure anymore," Nick stated. Monroe threw him a shocked look and he quickly continued, "Not that I think she's going to hex me or anything. No, what I mean is she began to change before the suppressant. Trust me, I've been over this again and again. That's what happens when you can't sleep."

Shaking his head with a sigh, Monroe replied, "Man, you are in a difficult place. Sounds like you're knee deep in a relationship with her and not just a co-parenting one. A very complicated, messy one."

"Then the first thing I told her when I returned home was lies. I know why I couldn't tell her about what we found in Germany, but I don't want that 'complicated, messy' relationship to be based on anything but the truth," Nick blew out a long breath of frustration. How come this wasn't working? For all his value to Nick, unloading to Monroe just wasn't bringing the relief Nick was seeking.