Nick's darkened bed was illuminated only by passing moonbeams that escaped from behind the curtains. The air was thick and hazy like an oppressive summer night. Hot hands lightly traveled up the sides of his torso, leaving tingles in their wake. He tried to breath deeply, but the summer air was suffocating. Lips brushed his and he leaned up into them, soft and lush.

His arms were heavy on the bed. One hand clenched in a tangle of sheets, the other up near his head pinned down by a warm hand and intertwined fingers, sending a rush of tingles down his spine. The caressing lips grew more insistent, deeper, never letting up. He felt like he was drowning, but wanted more. He arched up trying to meet the soft blond curls brushing his chest. Eventually writhing on the bed, in an effort to unpin his legs.

The kiss broke. He leaned up to follow and felt taunt skin and bare teeth. Instantly, he felt a cold chill down his spine. He looked up and froze.

Above him sat a graying brunette hexonbeist. His heart jumped into his throat. He twisted to the side, one hand still caught in the hexonbeist's grasp, reaching for the pistol in his night stand. But the hexonbeist wrenched him backward, grabbing his other wrist, overpowering him even as he flailed. The long sinewy fingers wrapped so tight, he thought his wrists would snap.

His legs joined the desperate fight for freedom as the hexonbeist tried to push him back down onto the bed. Exposed, decaying teeth reached for his throat. Terror rose up in Nick that he hadn't felt since his Grimm abilities had first surfaced. As he lost the battle and she lunged at his neck, he finally forced out a shout.

He sprang forward and found himself alone, twisted in sweat drenched sheets. His bare chest rising and falling quickly as he tried to catch his breath. He glanced around the room. The window was open, letting in the humid summer air. His legs were completely tangled in his sheets. He dropped his head back on the pillow still breathing heavily. Looking at the clock he let out a groan, 4:34 AM. There's no way I'm going back to sleep after that.

Nick gave himself another minute to calm down, then disentangled his legs and threw the sheets off. He threw on a pair of jogging clothes and silently let himself out of the house. He reset the alarm, then took off down the road in the hopes of burning off the adrenaline pumping through his veins. This is gonna be a long day, Nick thought as he passed the empty houses surrounding his lot.