Holly, Roddy and her friends spent the afternoon walking around Portland together. They decided to split up for a bit and meet at the coffee shop at nine. Holly and Roddy ended up by the fountain near the Javahouse. They sat for a while and watched people go by, some vendors were trading items and musicians were playing as well.

"So," Roddy began, a little awkwardly, "What's it like having Monroe for a dad?"

Holly smiled, "He's the best."

"I bet. He seems like a great dad."

"What about your dad?" she asked him.

"He died months ago." Roddy said, a little sadly.

"I'm sorry, can I ask what happened?"

"It had to do with a case I was involved in, that's how Nick and I met, and your dad, actually."

"What happened?"

He recounted as much as he felt he could. He talked about his school, the bullies, his ex-girlfriend, his dad getting in trouble, then how he almost got pushed to the edge.

Holly was a very good listener. She didn't judge him at all.

"I actually killed somebody." She said softly.

Roddy actually jumped when he turned to stare at her, "For real?"

She nodded, looking sad, "When I was hiding in the woods, there were some bad people there, one I killed because he shot me, the other one tried to kill my dad." She explained how she would use her hair as a weapon when it was longer.

"Remind me not to get on your bad side." Roddy chuckled.

"As long as my hair stays short, you should be safe." She smiled.

"So when did you know your stepmom was…." He began.

"A psychopath." Holly finished, "It took me a bit, but I figured it out, then I went to find my dad. That's how he adopted me."

"Hopefully they'll find her soon. You're not scared, are you?" he asked her.

She shrugged, "I guess I am a little, but my dad keeps me safe."

Roddy smiled, "And I'll gladly kick a gun out of her hand again for you anytime."

Holly finally looked at him, really looked at him and smiled.

They got to talking about anything and everything that by the time it was 9pm, they were running late.

They all reached the club and to their dismay, it was closed for the night, due to some renovations being done.

"Man!" Michael complained.

"Well this sucks." Zeeke added.

"Can't we go anywhere else that's fun?" Sylvia wondered aloud.

Roddy really didn't want to do it, but he wanted to spend more time with Holly, and maybe a part of him wanted to fit in again.

"I know a place." He said, "But it's kind of…underground."

They all gathered around him as he told every one of his days as RechidKat. Holly obviously had no clue what he was talking about but the rest of them were blown away.

"Dude, take us there!" Zeeke exclaimed.

"You could totally get us in!" Michael added.

Roddy looked at everyone. Holly seemed a little unsure, but when he smiled at her, she nodded.

Everyone got back in the car and headed towards the Rave party going on at an abandoned warehouse by the lake.

….

Nick finally had a chance to go see Monroe. It was pretty late, but he needed advice on this case. If Roddy was the one who was killing these girls, he needed to do something and fast. Yet a part of him just didn't want to believe it. Better to be safe than sorry.

Monroe had just gotten him coffee and sat down to listen to Nick tell him about the murders. Nick then told Monroe about the fabric, the scratch marks, and the rats at the scene. Monroe's face turned white.

"Nick, you don't think?"

"I can't be sure, but what if someone pushed Roddy enough to where he doesn't realize he's doing it? Or what if he just isn't right in the head? Especially since his dad died." Nick explained.

"Oh God…" Monroe got even paler.

"What?"

"Holly's with him!"

The party was just getting started in the club. As her friends grabbed their boyfriends and made their way inside, Holly grabbed a hold of Roddy's hand. He had a feeling she wasn't used to this much noise, excitement, and lighting. He took her to a more secluded area to let her breathe. He noticed how she started getting into the groove of the music. Her friends came over and joined them to dance. Roddy was actually having a good time, and from the looks of it, Holly was too.

At one point someone bumped into them, as Holly was grinding him, she tripped and turned around in his arms. They stared at each other for a moment. Roddy wasn't sure who started it and how it happened, but next thing he knew, he was kissing her.

Holly couldn't think, couldn't breathe. This body language was very new to her. But one thing she did know was that she liked it. Her reaction became more animalistic, wanting more. He had to push her away gently.

"Sorry." She said, breathlessly.

"I'm not." He smiled, and bent down for more, giving her a little more control this time. He actually liked her ferocity and curiosity.

When they broke apart, both of them were breathless.

"Wow…that was…plastic." She said, still very breathless.

"Fantastic." He corrected and continued to kiss her.

….

Monroe was seeing red. He was at the club the kids said they would be at, but it was closed for renovation. He was beginning to panic.

"Where else could they have gone?" Nick wondered as Monroe was dialing Holly's cell. There was no answer. Now he was really scared and incredibly angry. His eyes were still red from the moment he got in his car with Nick.

Monroe took a minute to catch Holly's scent. Both he and Nick got back into the car and followed it. Monroe praying the whole way there that Holly was safe.

….

Holly was having the best night of her life. Right until she could smell her father coming. At first she was excited, but then, something in her sensed threat and danger. Something about her dad wasn't right. He was mad. She looked at Roddy and grabbed his hand, "We need to get out of here, fast!" she said.

"Why?" he asked as he followed her. She was heading towards the door, when she saw him and froze. Her dad looked ready to kill.

"Is there another way out of here?" she backed up quickly and took Roddy the opposite direction.

"This way." He led her. He had no clue what was going on, but something wasn't right. And he knew that when a Wesen senses danger, they get the hell out or fight.

They made it outside and were running down and alleyway when out of nowhere, a vicious growl and another body slammed into him. Roddy was on the ground underneath a very violent Blutbad.

"DAD! STOP!" Holly cried, morphing.

Nick was running towards them, "Monroe, stop!" he yelled.

Roddy morphed, ready to defend himself, when Monroe was knocked off of him.

He looked over and saw Holly and her dad fighting Blutbad style. Then they both stopped.

Both stared in human form, with red eyes at each other. Holly was shaking and Monroe was panting and looking angrier than anyone had ever seen him.

"Get in the car." He ordered her in a deadly calm voice.

"No." she yelled.

"Holly…get in the car." He repeated with more force.

"Make me!"

Monroe grabbed her upper arm and dragged her to the car. She fought the whole way but Monroe was definitely in Blutbad mode so she wasn't going anywhere.

Nick went to check on Roddy and take him in, but from all the chaos, Roddy had managed to somehow get away.

Nick sighed heavily; scratching his head in annoyance then joined a very angry Blutbad father and daughter at the car.

Holly was crying in the back seat of the car, making a very big fighting fuss. Monroe had locked her in.

"Where is he?" he asked Nick, still looking very angry.

"He got away." Nick said, a little annoyed.

"Not for long." Monroe said as he morphed.

"No, Monroe, you take Holly home. I'll take care of it." Nick said.

"Did you need me to come pick you up?" Monroe asked him.

"No, just go home and stay there; I don't want any more chaos tonight." He assured Monroe.

Monroe nodded and got in the car. Holly was ready for another fight, but Monroe turned to face her with red in his eyes and she sat back slowly, rigidly, and extremely angry.