"Nick what took you so long?" Monroe complained, waiting outside of the trailer.

"Monroe, did you just come here without changing?" Nick asks, seeing Monroe in his pajamas.

"Beside the point."

"There was a car accident and there was traffic." Nick opened the trailer and they went in.

Monroe went to some books and put them on the table. He sat down and started looking through them.

"Why do you want to prove they exist so much?" Nick sits down with him.

"Because, apparently a Chimera saved my grandpa when he was a young boy. Without chimeras, you wouldn't be talking to me right now." Monroe said as he flipped through some pages.

"Oh. Monroe I didn't know."

"Don't sweat it. Now come on and help me look."

Nick starts looking through a book.

After a couple of minutes, Monroe groans in frustration.

"We really need to organize these books." The blutbad replied. He goes over and puts his book back and grabbing some other ones. A book fell and he went to pick it up. A picture fell out.

Nick looks and his eyes widen. "That's her!"

The picture was of the doctor smiling happily next to a soldier in combat gear. It was in black and white.

Nick goes and picks it up. He looks at the back. There was a caption. "Angela Pearl and Nikolai Grimm. 1941"

Monroe grinned happily. "Told you."

Nick rolled his eyes. "Well we got a name, so let's find his journal."

Monroe scanned the books and found a brown leather-bound journal. Monroe turned to a random page. He started translating it for Nick.

December 6, 1941

We finally got the Nazis out. Got shot in the shoulder. Met a wesen doctor. She didn't seem alarmed when she saw me. She quickly got the bullet out and dressed it. She said because I was a Grimm, she was going to do me a favor. While we were alone, she licked her finger and put it to my wound. It instantly healed up. There was no more pain. Also my other cuts, scrapes, etc. all healed up by that one touch. I asked her what she was but she didn't answer. She just smiled and left.

"Is there any other entries about her?" Nick asked him. Monroe looked and found one.

December 18, 1941

The Americans joined the war. Hope this means it'll be over soon. I've been assigned to protect the medical camp. I saw her again. I think she might be a Lowen. She is really pretty. I'm thinking of asking her out for the Christmas party. The weird thing was she changed into something else, similar to a Skalenzahnen and Steinadler. My mother said there was a wesen like her. One that shifts between many. A chimera."

"Then it goes on of how they became friends and more war activities." Monroe says, and keeps flipping through the pages. "Oh here's an interesting one."

October 25, 1943

We are at the outskirts of Ukraine. We will be going into Kiev and freeing it. Angela has been busy tending to our comrades. A lot of the outsiders were reluctant to let her treat them, being a female doctor. But after she yelled, 'Do you want to fight for the Motherland or die and never see your children again?' They were intimidated by her, both wesen and humans. She did a lot of good and saved those who would have lost their body parts. She says at the end of the war, she'll will go with one of the soldiers back to his hometown. She fell in love and really does adore him. I finally asked her enough and she admitted who it was. Sergeant Deathe. I know him. He's a Siegbarste. He's a rather cold and harsh man. I saw him around her. It's the only time he smiles.

"She's married?"Nick says. "When I met her at the hospital, she was called Doctor Deathe."

"Interesting. She must be around seventy years old." Monroe said.

"No, she was young-looking. Maybe 25 to 30 years old." Nick replied, shaking his head. "She looked exactly like she did in the picture."

"That is...so cool!" Monroe got a piece of paper and wrote Angela Deathe-Chimera on the top and started scribbling.

"What are you doing?" Nick asked.

"I'm making a list of what we know. Apparently she doesn't age and I listed the characteristics she might look like when she woges. Profession too."

"Why?"

"I'm going to make a page in one of your Grimm books. Don't you want your descendants to know about her? And not to attack her?" Monroe explained.

Nick sighed. "Well, write she has a boyfriend who knows me."

"What? Who is it? and What happened to her husband?" Monroe asked. "Seriously, dude. Don't leave me hanging. "

"I don't know. She had to leave before she could answer." Nick replied.

"Well let's see if the journal has anymore answers." Monroe flips through pages and scans them. "Let's see, he moves to America, gets married to a girl, changes name to Kessler!"

"What! What else?" Nick is more interested, now that his mother's family is mentioned.

"He has two daughters, your mom and aunt I presume. Here it is!" Monroe stops and looks at a page. It's in English.

August 20, 1991

I got a letter from an old friend. Angela Pearl. Well now Deathe. She says that the motherland is dead to her now. As a final attempt to kill those who know too many secrets, they have captured her husband. There was a corrupt Grimm among them. They killed him in cold blood. She has to flee to the US. She wants to see me, hoping for help. She tells me not to be surprised. She hasn't aged. She hasn't for a long time. Kelly and Reed is in New York. They can probably help too. Nick has gotten so big. He's only nine but I can tell he looks a lot like me at his age. No wonder Kelly named him after me. I'm going to help move her to a place where she'll be safe.

"And then?" Nick asks.

"That's it. That's the last entry." Monroe says. "Your Grandpa must be a good guy. Helping her like that."

"I don't know. I never met him before." Nick said.

"Hmm." Monroe frowned. "You sure it sounds like he knows you quite well."

"Maybe, I really don't remember."

"So to find the answers of what happened to him, we need to ask the last person to see him." Monroe stood up, awesomely.

"You don't mean.."

"Yes, we have to ask the chimera herself!"


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