The Spell.
She had another nightmare. Sean had handed Diana to one of his many cousins Viktor von Konigsburg, the two men smiled down a gurgling Diana between them before turning their vengeful eyes on Adalind. Viktor dropped his gaze to Adalind's baby and pulled out a ceremonial knife, gold with a hilt studded with green jewels.
"No!" she tried to scream but no sound escaped her lips.
"Oh precious little one…just know you're paying for your mother's sins," said Viktor.
In one quick move, Viktor slashed Diana's throat as Sean stood by his side with a cold expression on his face.
Adalind woke from her sleep, thrashing and screaming at the horror playing out in her mind. It was morning, and that was only a nightmare, she tried to console herself. Diana was safe. She may be with the Royals but they'd never hurt her, Adalind thought to herself and tried desperately to reassure herself. It was cold comfort as she gathered her belongings and made her way to the castle; she would finally confront Viktor before the end of the day and get her daughter back, come hell or high water.
Adalind had called Viktor countless times and he refused to answer any of her calls. She dreamt all night and cried all day and Adalind was tired of crying. She was done crying. She dialled Viktor's number for the hundredth time and he finally answered.
"Ms Schade, long time…." He said with derision.
"Viktor, I want my daughter back…please…. I will do anything, just let me see her."
"Interesting…." He said.
Viktor didn't saying anything for a few heart wrenching seconds, thinking the line had disconnected until she heard him exhale.
"Hmmm…I'll tell you what…I have a proposal for you. You reneged on our original deal, your powers for Diana and in the spirit of doing 'anything'; I think we can arrange a new deal."
"Tell me and I'll do it."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, now-now Ms Schade don't make promises you can't keep. The Grimm in, he took your powers, perhaps it's time to returned the favor."
"How?"
"You're a resourceful girl, I'm sure you'll figure it out."
"But Viktor..."
"That's the deal Adalind. Take away the Grimm's sight for your daughter. I don't care how you do it, just get it done!"
She called him again but his line just kept ringing and ringing without answer. A new deal, she thought with dread after the last one went down so horribly except for Diana. All she had to do to see Diana again was take Nick's Grimm the same way he had taken her hexenbiest…well not quite the same. Adalind returned to Portland and her mother's Zaubertränke, hoping she'd find something in her books and she did. A particular book caught her attention by the fact that she accidentally cut herself trying to pry it open. A single drop of blood did the honours and the book fell open to the exact spell she needed. She nearly closed the book in resignation when she saw how the spell was performed but Adalind was desperate. And getting close to Nick was a tall order, he'd never let her within 500 yards of her and an idea crossed her mind.
A simple Verfluchte Zwillingsschwester spell could help her get the job done without any problems and her skin tingled at the very thought. After what she did to Frau Pech, a few minutes with Nick Burkhardt should be nothing at all. She cursed. She read the spell over again, trying to familiarise herself seeing she couldn't quite understand the old high. She had no intentions to know Nick that intimately but if there was another, she would have found it. There weren't exactly ten ways of skinning this particular cat so Adalind would have to suck it up and power through it until the very end.
Once upon a time she was attracted to that Grimm, against her better judgement but ever since he took her powers and helped take Diana away from her, she despised him. Adalind gathered all her ingredients except one. She needed Juliette's hair among other things so she took a cab across town and once sure there was nobody home, Adalind broke into Nick's house using her skeleton key and acquired all she needed and left as quietly as she'd entered and got her one step closer to Diana.
The easiest part of the spell was completed. She took two short huffs from the hat and waited. The pain that followed was excruciating. After about half a minute when she thought she was literally dying her blond locks began to change to a darkened hue. Adalind quickly grabbed a mirror and watched the transformation.
"The things we did for love," she said sorrowfully.
As she admired her handy work, her features quickly returned to those she inherited from her mother. The book didn't give a definitive time of how long the spell lasted so Adalind had to be quick. She called Juliette fishing for details, she was sure Sean wouldn't take offense at her using his name, lying that he was still feeling the effects of the obsession spell and she had a spray that would remedy it but had to apply it to him and Juliette together. Adalind suggested even leaving it at her house if she was too busy getting ready for Monroe and Rosalee's wedding.
"Unfortunately it's going to have to wait until after, I'm not at home right now and Nick's home getting ready himself and will want to rush over to the venue." Juliette snapped from the other end of the line.
Perfect.
"Ugh, I guess I'll just have to catch you at a better time. Do enjoy yourself and mazel tov to the happy couple," Adalind said without a hint of sarcasm.
She had an hour, maybe more at the most so she had to make the best of it. Adalind took three very long huffs from the hat, the most she could take without causing permanent change and braced herself for another painful transformation. Once complete, she slipped on one of Juliette underthings and rushed to Nick's house hoping to catch him before he left.
She slipped her skeleton key once more through the lock and walked into the lion's den.
"Hello?" she called out but got no response.
Her heart was racing furiously against her chest the deeper she went. This was the only way to see Diana, she told herself. She made her way into his bedroom and heard the shower running. For a second she thought of turning back, but she couldn't bring herself to do it and she sneered at her reflection which was her own. It was now or never.
"Juliette's that you." Nick asked from inside the shower, the bathroom door was open but Adalind couldn't see him from where she stood.
There was no need for theatrics. Working two spells simultaneously didn't leave her a margin for anything else but what she came to do. Adalind stripped down to the negligée she'd stolen hours before and laid on Nick's bed as seductively as it was possible for her to do under the circumstances.
"Why don't you come and find out…." She teased.
She sounded so weird and not herself. She sounded like Juliette and looked like Juliette but could she be Juliette in the way that would get her what she wanted as quickly as possible before she could retch out of disgust and shame?
