"Hey Juliet, I'm picking up some things from the store then I'll be home. See you soon".

Nick hung up the phone and tucked it into his jacket before getting out of his car. He and Hank had called it a day after not finding out much more and without any probable cause, they couldn't really look into things further. He had left a message on J's phone with what they have discovered. He hoped she wouldn't do anything stupid which was definitely a possibility. Right now though, all he cared about doing was getting what he needed and going home.

He was halfway across the parking lot when he felt a presence right when he turned around, there was no one there. When he turned back around to face his car, a figure was standing in front of him, a blade of some sort in his hand. It took a moment for him to realise it was Terry Walton, anger blazing in his eyes.

"I wouldn't bother going for your gun", the Wesen hissed, the hand holding the blade twitching. "Bullets don't worry me".

Nick stood at the ready, hoping someone in the store would notice.

"You don't want to do anything stupid", he called, waiting for the scientist to move. "I am a cop as well as a Grimm".

Walton smile.

"I know".

Walton lunged at Nick with a cry and Nick had to dive out of the way only just avoiding the blade. He rolled away, pulled out his gun and managed to fire before having to avoid the Wesen again as it continued to launch itself at him again and again. Nick also managed to get in a few kicks and punches. When he got thrown across the parking lot for the third time, he heard a crack in his chest. Definitely a rib or two. He looked up as the Wesen scientist advanced on him, gripping the blade which hadn't yet touched him.

"You will die tonight Grimm scum", Walton cried. "You have taken too many of our kind and now I will destroy yours".

Before Walton could advance any further, more gunshots echoed, hitting Walton forcing him to take cover. A dark, hooded figure appeared with guns in their hands, firing as they went. As soon as the guns were empty and Walton was on the ground, the hooded figure knelt beside him with a smile on her face.

"How the hell did you survive without me"?

Nick tried not to cringe as J helped him stand.

"Sure. You're my hero".

J smiled at him.

"I kind of like being a hero to my big brother".

Nick would have savoured the fact that she had just referred to him in such a way had it not been for Walton beginning to stand. Nick groaned.

"I hope you have more guns"?

He watched J shake her head.

"No but I do have these".

The young Grimm unsheathed a couple of blades and launched herselfat the Volged Wesen with a cry. For a short time the two tangled and all Nick could do was watch and he cried out when she got flung across the parking lot. Thankfully siren sounds got closer as J struggled to stand. He picked up his gun and fired at Walton but it wasn't enough as the Wesen grabbed his blade and lunged at the wobbly J. She fended him off as best she could but while Nick tried to reload his gun, Walton got in two lucky slices; one on J's arm and one on her torso. She went down with a cry as cars turned the corner and Nick finally managing to reload and fire. Walton gave one final roar before he turned and disappeared into the night. Nick stumbled across to his sister as she stood. He saw Wu jump out of the first patrol car as it skidded to a halt.

"Suspect is Terry Walton. He is armed and dangerous".

Wu nodded instantly and began giving orders.

"Call the paramedics", Nick called again as he gripped at J's shoulders.

He stared into her face, worried at how pale it was.

"I'm okay", she whispered to him with a small smile. "I've had worse".

Wu came running up to them at that moment, his face worried.

"Nick, you okay"?

Nick smiled.

"A little beat up but I'm fine. She needs a doctor though".

Wu nodded.

"ETA two minutes".

Nick nodded and smiled at his little Grimm.

"We'll get them to sort you out".

J gave him a smile before poking him in the chest, making him cringe.

"You need it more than I do".

"Nick, they're here", Wu interrupted, jogging back over to them. "I also call Hank. He's on his way".

Nick nodded and directed J towards the ambulance as it pulled into the parking lot. Two men jumped out, one opening the back door, the other coming straight to them.

"Where are you hurt"?

Nick motioned to J, who was starting to get the colour back in her face.

"She's being beat up a bit and has two knife wounds... One on her shoulder and one on her stomach".

The paramedic nodded and took them both over to the ambulance and sat them down. The two men started working on them and Nick was glad when they gave him painkillers. After a short while, the paramedic working on him smiled.

"Well, you have some pretty nasty scrapes and bruises as well as a few bruised ribs but nothing seems to be broken. I would like you to go to hospital to get a few scans just to be safe. You do have a bit of swelling on your chest that won't allow me to feel that area properly".

Nick nodded.

"I just might do that".

He looked over at the medic that was tending to J. They had also given her pain meds and she seemed to be enjoying them.

"Is she going to live"?

"I would so punch you if I had the energy".

The paramedic smiled at their banter.

"You two must be related. She'll be fine. Any deeper and the wounds would have needed stitching but they should be fine. Along with a couple of scrapes and bruises, she is pretty good. All the both need is a couple of days rest".

"Sure, that'll happen".

Nick smiled as Hank appeared and leant on the ambulance.

"These two are very stubborn".

The paramedics smiled and left them alone and Nick stood gingerly.

"They said we'll be okay".

Before he could continue, Wu came up to them.

"There is no sign of the suspect. We'll put out and APB with the information Hank gave us. I'll need to take your statements".

Nick nodded and glanced at J before continuing.

"I came here to get some things. Walton must have been spooked when we went to see him, followed me here and attacked me. This lady intervened and probably saved my butt".

Wu nodded while writing in his notepad.

"I think that will do it. I'll let you know what we get. Go home and rest. We'll get the rest of you both tomorrow".

With that, Wu snapped his notebook shut and left them alone. Nick helped J to her feet, careful not to touch anywhere near her injuries.

"Hank, do you mind driving us back to my place...".

"I don't need to go with you", J interrupted, starting to walk away. "I'm fine".

Nick went to stop her but Hank was faster. His partner didn't touch J but just stood in front of her.

"No arguments kid. You are going to Nick's place and that's that".

Nick expected J to argue but all the girl did was nod tiredly. With that, they all headed to the hospital before going to his place.

The Next Morning

"you look even worse in the morning than you did last night".

Nick smiled as Juliet got her last few things together before heading to work. She has been awake when Hank had brought them both home and had fussed over both of them like a mother hen. He had been surprised that J hadn't argued and that she had barely been able to change her clothes before falling asleep. He'd had to give her one of his shirts since all of Juliet's were tightfitting and J's injuries wouldn't have appreciated it. He'd also loaned her a pair of his loose lounging pants. The girls shirt was slashed and bloody and her pants were covered in dirt and tears. Since he had Hank brings them straight to his place, J hadn't been able to go get her own clothes.

It was lucky they have gone straight home because she had almost instantly gone to sleep. He had never seen anyone pass out so fast.

"Earth to Nick, are you okay"?

Juliet's voice broke into his thoughts and he smiled, giving her a quick hug.

"I'm fine. Sorry. Just zoned out for a moment. You go to work".

After a moment, Juliet nodded, gave him a quick kiss and headed for the door.

"I'll call you later. Love you".

"Love you too".

When the door closed, Nick grabbed himself a juice from the fridge and after a moment heard footsteps on the stairs.

"Is that you J"?

When he got no answer he turned towards the stairs. J was coming carefully down the last few steps gripping the railing as she went. Her face was pale and she seemed to be shaking. Nick went instantly to the side.

"J, J what's wrong? What's happening"?

All he got in response was barely noticeable head shake. Nick had to grab her before she hit the floor. He could feel her pulse racing and she was burning up.

"I'm... Not feeling... So good", J murmured as she tried to stand again without success.

Nick lowered his sister as carefully as he could to the floor and immediately checked her stomach wound. He was horrified at what he found. Black and purple tendrils were now branching out from the wounds with the rest of the skin around it pale. The same thing was happening to the one on her and it only took him a moment to realise what was happening.

"Walton's poison".