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Chapter 04

Noah waited until some other people stood up so not to draw attention to himself when he darted for the exit. He felt a sense of danger and that he needed to get out of there - an urge that he just could not ignore. Pushing past a burly looking man, Noah shuffled out onto the aisle of the church with his head kept down. With his gaze fixed on the dusty blue carpet on the aisle, he headed towards the glass double doors at the rear of the church.

"Not signing up son?" a cool and confident voice asked from behind him. "That certainly won't do."

Noah turned slowly, finding himself nearly eye-to-eye with Kristoff DeLuca. "I - Well, I needed to think things over... and my parents will be wondering where I am."

"No, no, no. You're a very special boy. You are the one I choose." Kristoff paused, smirking a little. "There is something so enigmatic about you."

"There's nothing special about me."

"Nonsense!" Kristoff slapped Noah hard on the back, forcing him to walk away from the doors and towards a small office down a narrow corridor.

As Kristoff guided Noah into the chair opposite the desk, the door slammed shut.

The office was filled with religious statuettes. They were on the corners of the desk, on the bookcase to the left and even balanced precariously on the windowsill to the right. It made Noah feel even more uncomfortable than he already was about being in a church because he and his family were not religious themselves.

Kristoff leant back against the desk with his fingers drumming the freshly polished wood. "I want you to be the leader in the south."

Noah shook his head, clenching his fists. "No- I mean, come on. Why me?"

"Have faith, Mr Monroe..." Kristoff smiled. "Yes. I know exactly who you are, though I am surprised that a child of two brawling Wesen families would attend a Sentinel Group meeting. Lord knows that you would end up with a target on your back."

"Why are you talking like that?"

"It's quite simple really, you're mine now." Kristoff leant over, getting close to the young boy's face. "If everyone knew what you really were, they would eat you alive. But I'm prepared to put my neck on the line for you... and your two sisters... for a price. You are going to be the Sentinel Warden of the South. By choosing you as one of my four wardens, it puts an untouchable protection on you."

Noah didn't like the sound of the proposal and awkwardly stood up, sidling around the chair. "And if I say no?"

The laugh that echoed in the office sent a shiver down Noah's spine.

I don't want to know the answer to anymore... What would Mum and Dad say? Noah thought to himself, forgetting the situation for a moment.

"I need an answer," Kristoff prompted with a harsh tone.

-o-

Hannah was sat in her room, listening to music whilst she worked on a bit of homework that wasn't due until the end of the week.

"Hannah- do you know where Noah is?" she heard Quinn call through the house.

With a roll of her eyes, Hannah responded bluntly saying, "No- can't say that I do..."

"Aren't you worried?"

"No!" Hannah shouted, turning up the volume on her music.

Quinn burst into the room, throwing the door open. "What if he's been captured by another Grimm?"

Hannah reached out and turned the stereo off. "Quinn. There is no way that our Wesen brother has been captured by a Grimm."

"What if he has?"

"Then go look for him!" Hannah snapped aggressively, feeling her Fuchsbau features breaking out in her face. "Urgh- now look what you made me do!" Hannah covered her furry face and dashed for the bathroom.

Quinn went to apologise but the door was slammed in her face. Her mouth moves uncontrollably as she fought to try and say the right thing. "I'm sorry- I didn't mean to..."

"Go away Quinn!"

The girl walked away and down the stairs, catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror hanging in the hallway.

Who am I? What am I? Quinn thought to herself as she checked her reflection.

Having two different species of Wesen for parents made Quinn incredibly conscious and self-aware of the fact that her two siblings had the ability to woge, but she hadn't...

There was a knock at the door that caught Quinn by surprise. Opening the door slowly, she found Kelly standing on the porch.

He smiled slightly and knocked his feet on the wood panels of the porch.

Quinn's face lit up when she realised it was him. "Hey Kelly! It's good to see you! How have you been?" She paused, sharply inhaling. "Are you here about the Wesen group called Sentinel? Noah went to this-"

Kelly nervously shuffled back, nearly missing his footing. "Woah, breathe Quinn... I was- I er... is? I was just wondering-"

"What is it Kelly? You're acting really weird." Quinn tried to hide the smile on her face and disguise the heat that was turning her cheeks red. "Kelly?"

"Is Hannah home?"

Internally, Quinn heard the sound of shattering glass and overcome with hurt, she impulsively ran out of the house and disappeared down the street out of sight.

Kelly awkwardly stepped into the house, shutting the door behind him. He called out Hannah's name, but no one answered. There was a part of him that thought he should call her phone, but then decided it would be useless.

Instead of venturing upstairs to look for her, Kelly sat down on the sofa and rested his elbows on his knees as he tried to relax.

The soft singing voice echoed through the house as someone Kelly presumed to be Hannah, cane down the stairs.

She sure can sing... Kelly thought, smiling a little.

"Hey Hannah."

Hannah was clearly not aware of Kelly's presence and screamed, collapsing into the wall. "Jesus Kelly! How the hell did you get in here? You frightened me half to death."

"You didn't woge though, did you?" Kelly responded playfully. "I uh- Well, I wanted to talk to you... about something."

"Wait a second. Where did Quinn go?"

"Oh- uh, well she kind of ran off when I told her that I came to speak to you..."

"Are you feeling okay?" Hannah grabbed her coat and stared at Kelly. "Well come on, we have to go and find her. With all the stuff that's going on with the Sentinel group, the last thing I want is to find out that my brother's not only joined them, but my sister's about to be a sacrificial Seelengut."

Hannah ran out and jumped down from the porch, rushing straight into her parents returning from a Wesen council meeting.

"Mom! Dad! What are you doing here? I thought the council meeting wouldn't end until tonight..." Hannah stammered, trying to remain calm.

Monroe immediately woged when he saw the front door wide open. His red eyes fixed on the house as he breathed heavily.

"Dad, it's fine. It's just Kelly." Hannah placed a hand on Monroe's arm, pulling him out of his woged state with a worried expression. "Like I said, everything is absolutely fine, I promise. We're just going for a walk."

Rosalie smiled when she saw Kelly close the front door behind him and pulled Hannah aside. "Do we need to have a talk about this?"

"Mom! What? No! Kelly's just my friend, and at the end of the day, he's a Grimm!"

Monroe couldn't help but overhear the conversation and correct his daughter. "Half Grimm."

Hannah stormed off away from her parents, dragging Kelly alongside her. If anyone who didn't know her had seen her face, they would have say it matched the gloomy clouds overhead. A part of her wondered the real motive as to why Kelly had appeared on her doorstep and what he must have said to Quinn that would make her run off. Admittedly, Hannah thought about how Quinn felt for Kelly and bit her lip.

"What did you say to Quinn when you come to the door?" Hannah stopped in the middle of pavement, feeling the cold wind blowing through her coat.

The skies overhead were dark and the odd rain drop fell on the pair's heads, dampening their spirits slightly.

"I don't know, Hannah. I guess I was kind of- I just said that I wasn't there to see her, but you..." Kelly stumbled over his words as nerves got the better of him. "I don't understand what she could be so upset about."

Hannah tipped her head back, feeling the cold of the rain on her face. "Go home Kelly, I know where she is. I'll find her don't worry."

Turning on her toes, Hannah swung around to head in the direction of where she knew Hannah would be hiding.

"Hannah- where are you going?"

Hannah blocked out Kelly's voice as he warned her about the Sentinel Group and how it wasn't safe for her to be wandering about alone. The young Fuchsbau ignored it, knowing that the same could have been said to Quinn.

Passing the houses in the neighbourhood, curtains twitching with their inhabitants trying to catch a glimpse of whoever it was that was passing by. The rain was getting heavy and cars were travelling at great speed in the rush to get home. Some caught puddles, spraying Hannah and soaking her through.

She remembered the first time she found Quinn's hiding place. Quinn has been missing for a whole day and the family had gone out into Portland. Even the Burkhardt family. Hannah had been walking through the forest and happened to walk upon a stone circle.

So the stone circle was where she was now headed. Hannah crawled through a hole in a wire fence that bordered the forest. A fence had been put up around the forest when a series of attacks had occurred there. Clearly it was Wesen related, but it's very tricky to explain that to the Kehrseite population.

Hannah's walking boots pounded the wet and muddy ground, placing her footing precariously in an effort to not slip. She had to stop and fumbled to get her phone out of her coat pocket. Just as she had turned on the torch light on his phone, something barged into Hannah.

"Hey!" she shouted as her phone was flung across the mud.

Stumbling over to her phone, Hannah heard something over her shoulder and squinted through the rain that was plastering her hair to her face. Through the tall, narrow tree trunks, she couldn't see anything.

"You're absolutely fine, Hannah... there's no one here... there's no one here..." Hannah mumbled to herself, turning back to pick up her phone.

She jumped, finding herself face to face with an ugly faced being.

It had wide eyes and thick black wiry hair and a beard that followed the curvature of his face.

A familiar voice called out behind, "Hannah!"

The angry expression in the stranger's eyes dropped to shock and sadness when he saw Hannah and he sped off into the rain.

"Hey! Come back!" Hannah tried to get up quickly, but the mud gave way under her foot and her knees slammed into the muddy ground.

"Hannah!"

"Kelly, I told you to go home!" Hannah screamed above the sound of the rain hammering down through the trees.

"I couldn't leave you wandering out here alone!" Kelly yelled back in a frustrated tone. "Not this time, Hannah! Come on, we need to get you out of the rain..." He extended his hand out to his childhood friend.

Hannah looked at him closely, realising the pieces were falling into place. "Why did you come to my house to see me?" She blinked rapidly as the rain blurred her vision.

This is either about to get really awkward or a laugh out loud situation...

"I wanted to ask you something."

"You've already said that, just tell me why!"

"It doesn't matter," Kelly replied, backing away from Hannah who was slowly approaching him. "It was a stupid thought anyway."

"Well it might not have been..." Hannah stopped for a moment. "Do you like me?"

"What? Well of course I do. You, Noah and Quinn are like my best friends..." Kelly felt his palms and face go hot and sweaty, making him grateful that the rain had disguised it.

"I don't mean as a friend, Kelly." Hannah started to pull away from the situation. "God this is so messed up!"

Kelly felt like he had been slapped in the face for no reason. "Messed up! How is this messed up?"

"You're really going to make me spell it out for you?" Hannah retraced her steps and started to head in the direction she hoped the stone circle was in. "Quinn likes you Kelly, and as more than just a friend."

But Kelly didn't quite hear the whole thing correctly, making a huge error. "Are you serious? You mean, you-"

"Can't you see it?"

"Well not really. I find these kinds of situations hard to read-"

"Quinn!" Hannah started to shout in the hope of her triplet sister could hear her. "Quinn!"

The pair eventually found the stone circle, along with Quinn huddled up next to one and shivering uncontrollably.

"Quinn! Oh my god, Quinn, what were you thinking?" Without missing a beat, Hannah took off her thick coat and draped it around her sodden sister. "Let's get you home..." Hannah tried to lift Quinn, but she was not quite strong enough to support her, especially when both of them were soaking wet and partly muddy. "Help, Kelly..."

-o-

Kelly carried the ice cold Quinn back to the triplet's house as the rain began to ease off. By the time they arrived at the door, everyone was shivering.

Rosalie was distraught at the sight of them and rushed to grab some towels as they dripped onto the wood floor. She returned with a thick towel for each of the three before helping Quinn up the stairs.

As usual, Kelly seemed out of place in the house and opened the door to leave. He walked slowly down the porch steps, feeling rigid from the sodden wet clothes he was wearing.

"Where are you going?"

He turned to see Hannah standing in the doorway wearing a fresh set of clothes and her chestnut brown hair hanging limp and wet past her shoulders.

Kelly shrugged. "Home? I guess... I can feel your dad boring a hole into the back of my head the way he looks at me."

"Thank you," Hannah said softly.

"What for?"

"For not listening to me telling you to go home and consequentially saving Quinn." Hannah stopped herself from getting carried away in the moment, walking down the damp porch steps towards Kelly. "So thank you..."

"It's what I do."

Despite the height difference between them, with Hannah staying one step above Kelly, they were eye to eye. Their breathing was both unsteady and they watched each other closely for a split second.

Rosalie appeared in the doorway, about to shut the door and stop the draft when she caught a glimpse of Kelly and Hannah kissing. Only for a moment as Hannah nervously pulled away, fumbling to string a sentence together.

It made the mother's heart flutter and break at the same time, because, she knew that both of her daughters had secret, hidden feelings for the son of a Grimm.

She set about picking up the damp towels as Hannah returned.

"Mom, can I talk to you about something?"

"Of course you can sweetie. Let's talk in the kitchen. I'll make you some nettle tea with added spice to warm you up."

Rosalie led her daughter into the kitchen and opened up the cupboard containing all her spice, herb and concoctions in different sized jars. The soothing aroma hit her as she picked out the various jars needed.

"What did you want to talk to me about?" Rosalie asked, trying not to make assumptions over the reason for the conversation, but she couldn't help it. "It's not about a certain Grimm boy, is it?"

Hannah's cheeks burnt hotter than a volcanic eruption. "What!? No! I wanted to ask you about Wu..."

"Wu? Where do you know that name from?"

"Diana told me about him Mom. How he disappeared. What... what happened to him? Do you think he's hiding in the forest?"

"Why do you ask?"

"I don't know if I'm right or not, but I think I saw him in the woods... he looked at me like he recognised me."

"Here."

Hannah was about to take the steaming mug when they heard the splintering sound of the front door being kicked in.

"The Sentinels are here!"

Monroe's predator-like roar echoed through the house and grunts and punches could be heard from the kitchen. Just as Hannah was about to investigate, her father was thrown into the kitchen, slamming onto the floor with a great force. "Dad!"

Hannah looked into the next room to see a tall, dark man with squashed features and jagged teeth staring at her with a nasty smile on his face. He turned to look between Quinn and Hannah.

"Hannah, get out of here now! That's a Drang Zorn!" Rosalie was about to stand in front of Hannah when her daughter darted away. "No!" Rosalie's features shifted into their Fuchsbau appearance.

Hannah went to kick the Drang Zorn in the stomach - Quinn was out cold and lying on the sofa nearby and needed protecting. Her slipper boots landed square in the stomach of the intruder who staggered back slightly.

"The Sentinels have chosen!" the Drang Zorn shouted, grabbing Hannah and lifting her up like a rag doll and onto his shoulder. "Do not intervene Fuchsbau!"

Rosalie could do nothing as she helped a wounded Monroe with a bloodied nose. She watched as one of her daughters was carried away out of the house.

Thoughts from AspiringWriterGirl = This chapter certainly felt rough to write out but I hope you're enjoying the story so far... apologies for all the unanswered elements of the story- if you have any questions, let me know!