"We need to find a house with more bedrooms." Adalind said to Nick, then thinking about their situation corrected "or, actual bedrooms. We have two kids and you and I need privacy"

Nick nodded in agreement. He had gotten the warehouse as a way of keeping them all safe, but privacy and comfort was beginning to become to much of a sacrifice. When it was just two adults and a baby, it made sense, even when he and Adalind began an intimate relationship, it was still a comfortable situation, but now they had Diana, who, though technically only two years old, looked and had the understanding of a twelve year old. Not so convenient when it came to the adult activities Nick and Adalind wanted.

"Besides" Adalind continued, "A family portrait would look so much better hanging over a fireplace, than on a cement brick wall."

Nick raised his eyebrows at her. "You seem to already have something in mind."

"Not really, just been thinking"

"Uh huh, which means you've got your heart set on something and you're seeing if I would be interested in the same thing before actually telling me."

"Adalind felt her stomach clench in nervousness. She did have a house in mind. She had seen it when she first moved to Portland, it hadn't made sense to purchase at the time, she was a single woman, but she had found out the couple who had purchased the house were getting a divorce and had decided to sell.

"A co worker is representing a couple who are divorcing and have decided to just liquidate and split evenly all of their assets and that includes their house. The open house is in a couple days and I was hoping you would want to go look at it."

Nick smiles, seeing, by the look on Adalind's face, how important this house must be to her.

"No problem, we'll all go together."

She sighs with relief still not really knowing how much Nick would humor her. He seemed to love her, maybe even wanted to spend his life with her, but her heart had been broken and her hopes crushed too many times before, to truly believe that someone would give her what she always dreamed of.

Nick kissed Adalind goodbye and headed out. He needed to meet up with Monroe at an antique shop to look at a wedding set.

When he got there, the blutbad was waiting out front. Nick could almost swear the older man looked more excited than him.

They entered the shop and were greeted by an enthusiastic gentleman, who morphed into a willahra as soon as he spotted Nick.

Nick was about to assure the wesson that there was nothing to fear when Monroe said, "I told Carl that my friend the grimm was looking for a wedding ring set for his hexenbiest girlfriend."

Monroe had wanted to insure that the shopkeeper was not only prepared for seeing a grimm, but would also understand said grimm was open minded and excepting.

Carl smiled and said "Yes, it will be a great honor to be of service to the grimm who has helped wesson instead of just chopping off heads."

He then motioned them to the farthest end of a jewelry counter. This section had various styles of rings from several time periods. But one set in particular caught Nick's eye.

The willahra noticed and quickly pulled out the rings.

"This set is truly one of a kind. It was hand crafted near four hundred years ago. The story is that it was designed for a noble couple, said to be very much in love on their wedding day."

They were unique. Silver and gold were interwoven, rubies, sapphires and tiny pearls of both black and white adorned the bands.

The beauty of the contrasts reminded Nick of he and Adalind, seemingly so different but very much alike.

Monroe watched his grimm best friend stare in awe at the wedding set, feeling more and more smug. He knew it had been a good idea to bring Nick to Carl's shop. Monroe had seen those rings several weeks ago, and they had stuck in his mind. The design had made him think of Nick and Adalind and looked to be from the same era as the clock he was restoring.

"If you would like, I can have them sized for you." Carl offered.

"They're already in Adalind's and mine's sizes." Nick said softly.

Alright, that shocked the two wesson watching.

"Wait, really. They're in your sizes" Monroe asked, dumbfounded.

"I've kissed Adalind's fingers enough times to know how big they are. If I were to put this ring on her right now, it would fit."

It had to be fate that brought Nick to this shop, just as it was fate that caused Nick and Adalind's lives to collide as they did.

And just as he knew Adalind was meant to be his wife, so also Nick knew these rings were meant to be worn by Adalind and him.

Nick gave Carl the first payment on the rings. The shop owner immediately put the set in his back safe, until the grimm was ready to pick them up.

Monroe could hardly believe how perfect it was that he had seen the wedding set while doing one job, got a clock as payment for another job and Nick announcing he wanted to marry Adalind, all within a few weeks.

Monroe and Nick thanked Carl for his help and headed out.

"Dude, It's like some weird cosmic destiny, that you found the perfect style of rings that already fit you and Adalind" Monroe said, still in disbelief.

All Nick could do was nod his head in agreement. So many intense thoughts and emotions were going through him at that moment, the strongest one being that he was finally solidifying a union with the woman he loved.