Chapter 7
Nick stared furiously at the Wesen scientist as he sat in the interrogation room. All he wanted to do was beat that smug smile off his face but he had been warned by Hank to stay on the opposite side of the glass. His partner was in there now trying to make Walton talk but nothing seemed to be working.
"You really need to start talking Walton", Hank said calmly, much calmer than Nick knew he himself would have been. "You're in a hell of a lot of trouble".
The smug grin widened.
"Really?! What trouble would that be"?
Hank leaned forward slightly.
"For one; the attempted murder of a police officer…".
Walton snorted.
"He's no cop. He's a monster that needs to be put down along with the rest of his kind".
That was it! Nick was about to storm into the room when Wu joined him.
"I got all that info you asked for".
After a moment, Nick took the folder. He glanced at the information and almost smiled.
"Thanks Wu".
The sergeant left quickly and Nick took a deep breath before he opened the door to the interrogation room. Hank's questioning stopped instantly and he could have sworn Walton's smugness faltered slightly. Nick closed the door and decided to stay where he was just in case he couldn't control the urge to kill the scientist.
"Why are you comparing me with people I have nothing to do with"?
Walton glared.
"You are all the same. You have slaughtered us for centuries, making us live in fear. It's your turn to be slaughtered…every last one of you".
"So that's why you engineered the poison that attacks Grimm's specifically".
Walton smiled.
"How is the other one? I know they got sliced. It shouldn't be long if they're not dead already. Good riddance".
Walton volged still grinning and that was it. Nick didn't have time for this. J didn't have time.
"The 'other one' is someone I would do anything for".
He pulled a photo from the folder and threw it on the table.
"Would you do anything for them"?
Walton's smugness finally faltered as he picked up a photo of smiling children playing in the park. Nick took out another photo and another, throwing them on the table.
"By coming after me, you have made it a free for all. By hurting the other Grimm, you have made an enemy of me...something you shouldn't have done. Now…".
He pointed at the photos.
"…anyone you know is fair game".
Fear crept into Walton's eyes as he looked from Nick to the photos.
"You wouldn't dare", Walton hissed and Nick shrugged.
"Do you really want to risk them"?
"All you got to do", Hank continued, pushing a pad and pen towards Walton. "is tell us what you did to the poison that is slowly killing someone. You tell us what we need to save that person and we'll make sure your loved ones are left alone and we will also talk to the D.A about your co-operation".
Nick had to stop himself from strangling the information they needed out of Walton but after a moment he watched Walton's shoulders sag.
"This is a new low threatening children".
Nick glanced at Hank but stayed silent as Walton began scribbling on the notepad. After about ten minutes Walton looked up and pushed the pad across the table.
"That is everything you need to know about what I did and how it could possibly be fixed".
Nick had picked up the pad and was heading out the door before he realised what Walton had said.
"What do you mean 'possibly'', he asked harshly.
"Walton sat back in the chair, folding his arms.
"It has been nearly twenty four hours since initial exposure. Any sort of cure has only a ten percent chance of working at this point".
Walton smiled.
"I might just win after all".
Nick glared at the scientist and would have belted him had Hank not pushed him outside.
"So do you think this will help", Hank asked as soon as he had shut the door.
All Nick could do was shrug as he looked over the pages of ingredients and scientific babbling.
"I only hope Rosalee and Monroe can make sense of it".
His pocket buzzed.
"Juliet".
"Hey, my friend has gotten me the results of the tests. I'm heading to the spice shop now".
"Ok", Nick said with relief. "We've got information about it from Walton. Hopefully they'll help".
He saw Hank answer his own phone.
"We'll meet you there", e continued quickly. "As soon as I can".
He hung up just as Hank did but his stomach dropped to the floor at the sight of his partner's face.
"What? What's wrong"?
Hank took a breath before answering.
"That was Monroe. J's heart stopped. They managed to revive her but…".
Nick turned and bolted down the stairs, not waiting for Hank. He couldn't let it end like this. He wouldn't.