A strange series of murders had just occurred in Portland. Not only was every victim large enough and strong enough to put up a fight, but every single one of them had been scalped.

"Alright, let's put aside, for a moment, the fact that they were scalped. That's obviously a signature of our killer." Renard stated. "These men were not easy targets. There must be a specific reason they were attacked."

"The common theme was that every one of them was known for being tough and aggressive. The real alpha male types." Wu commented.

"Which means that this killer might go after a member of law enforcement." Renard warned.

Once the precinct had been briefed and everyone had gone about their appointed tasks, Renard called Nick and Hank into his office.

The captain addresses Nick. "If this is a wesen case, and this killer is going after those he sees as worthy opponents, there's a more than likely chance he is here to find you."

"Well, It's not like a wesen trying to kill me is anything new." Nick shrugged.

"I would offer to have a uniformed officer stationed outside your home, but I wouldn't be able to give the reason why you specifically would need one." Renard said.

"Kind of difficult to say it's because Nick's a grimm. The commissioner would likely have you declared insane." Hank added.

With a warning from both his captain and his partner to stay on alert, Nick headed to the trailer to get some of his grimm journals then headed to Monroe and Rosalee's place, where he and Adalind were staying while the eisbiber placed the finishing touches on his and Adalind's house.

Nick was torn between telling Adalind about the case or keeping it from her.

He hated the idea of worrying her. Her stressing would not be healthy for her or the baby. But he had tried to keep things from Juliet, and it had ended up putting a strain on their relationship. Nick didn't want to do the same thing with Adalind. Things between them were progressing so well, he didn't want to be the cause of driving a wedge between them.

Understandably, she was highly concerned. After informing her, Monroe and Rosalee that evening of the newest threat, Adalind moved herself closer to Nick and kept touching him. It was as if she were assuring herself he was still solid and with her.

They went through the grimm books, looking for any wesen that had a reputation of going after skilled fighters and scalping them.

The doorbell rang and Monroe answered it, to his parents paying a surprise visit.

Monroe's parents were very shocked at seeing a grimm and a hexenbiest standing in their son's living room. Even more so when they noticed the hexenbiest was pregnant.

Just as Monroe and Rosalee hoped, though, the parents were so stunned that they could not move or speak as they tried to process what they were looking at.

"Mom, dad, these are my friends Nick Burkhardt and Adalind Schade." Monroe explained to his parents, Alice and Bart.

Rosalee stepped forward and said, "Nick is a really good guy. He's nothing like the grimms in our scary stories."

Alice gasped. "You're a fuchsbau."

Rosalee furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "Yes? Didn't Monroe tell you?

She glared at her blutbad fiance, who had the decency to look sheepish.

"Why didn't you tell us about being engaged to a fuchsbau, being friends with a grimm or the fact that grimm is having a baby with a hexenbiest?" Alice asked.

"I knew you guys would be upset about me not being with a blutbad." Monroe explained. "And about those two other things, I was worried you would think I had lost my mine. Not only is my best friend a grimm, but he's involved with a hexenbiest and their having a baby together. I wouldn't believe it myself if it wasn't right in front of me."

"How do you know the baby is yours?" Bart asked.

Alice glared at him. "You can't ask things like that."

"She's a hexenbiest, I thought it was a legitimate question."

"If you would use your sense of smell, you would be able to know for yourself that it's his baby. Even when their standing apart, his scent is strongly mingled with hers."

"I would appreciate it if you would show more respect to the mother of my child." Nick warned. He didn't shout it, but the threat was still as clear as day, and the look on his face showed he was capable of murder in that moment.

Bart stayed quiet. He realized the mistake he made in underestimating the bond the grimm and hexenbiest had. The man obviously cared deeply for the woman carrying his child. Monroe's father felt respect for him standing up for his family. That is something a real man should do. Any man worth his salt was supposed to defend the mother of his child and would never let anyone get away with insulting her.

In Alice's eyes, Nick Burkhardt was behaving like an honorable man. And he was proving to be a compassionate, patient and open minded grimm.

Three terms the female blutbad was unable to apply to her husband at that time.

"Why don't we sit down to dinner and have a conversation like rational adults." Alice suggested, directing the second part of her sentence while stating it as a command to her husband.

Nick and Monroe told Bart and Alice about how they first met and how Monroe had helped Nick with so many cases.

"If it hadn't have been for Monroe and Rosalee, I would have been dead a long time ago." Nick praised.

"And if it hadn't have been for Nick, Rosalee and I would have never met." Monroe said with a wide smile, looking tenderly at his fiance.

As the evening progressed, Monroe's parents became more at ease with the company their son kept.

That is until a woman with really curly hair and dressed all in black burst through the door.

Everyone stood up, woging in preparation for a fight. Monroe and Rosalee calmed down when they realized who the woman was, but Bart and Alice became even more defensive on seeing another grimm enter.

Luckily, Monroe's parents were held back by their son and soon to be daughter in law, so that they would not harm the new comer.

"Mom!" Nick shouted with shock. "Not that I'm not happy to see you, but what's going on?"

"I've heard rumors about a threat to you and knew that they were true when I saw news of people being scalped here in Portland." Kelly Burkhardt explained.

Bart and Alice returned to their human state, realizing the grimms were related and neither one was intending on chopping off heads of the wesen in the house.

Kelly looked at the people in the room. "I am sorry for just bursting in, but I wasn't sure if the berserkers were already here or not."

"You're just being protective over your child, like any good mother." Alice said.

Nick looked over to Adalind. He noticed she had stepped away from everyone, and seemed to be hunched in on herself, in a defensive manner.

He reached out to her and guided her toward his mother. "Adalind, I would like you to meet my mother, Kelly Burkhardt. Mom, this is Adalind Schade, the mother of your grandchild."

"Nicky sent me emails, updating me on the events of his life. We couldn't exchange too much information, for safety reasons, but he did tell me you were a hexenbiest and that you and he were having a baby together. He also assured me he was very happy with his life." Kelly greeted.

Alice and Rosalee glared at Monroe and said in unison, "Nick told his mom about the woman he was with."

Bart grinned at his son, "Be prepared for that guilt trip for the rest of your life."

Adalind smiled, relieved that Nick's mother already knew the situation and she wouldn't be facing and interrogation from the female grimm.

"It's nice to meet you. Nick told me you mostly stay on the move."

"Unfortunately, it's necessary." Kelly explained. "But I had to come to Portland."

"You said it has something to do with the scalping murders?" Nick asked his mother.

"Berserkers. A dangerous type of wesen. Those who practice the old ways like to take on any person they see as a worthy opponent. When the berserker wins, he scalps his victim and adds to a coat made out of human skin and hair. It's like their version of a gold medal. Once the coat is completed, they wear it as a symbol of honor. Showing all other they had bested many great warrior. And the scalp of a grimm would be the ultimate prize."

"No one is touching Nick's head." Adalind declared passionately. "His hair is staying right where it is."

"That's what I'm here to make sure happens." Kelly said.

"Wait, I've heard of berserkers." Monroe said. "There's a legend that states when a berserker enters a territory, they bring a storm. And when a berserker fashions a coat, it's an omen to some cataclysmic event that is about to happen."

"Well that doesn't sound good." Nick joked. "But the big issue we have right now is, how do we find a wesen that is a notorious fighter."

"If there is one after you, you could use yourself as bait. Set some kind of a trap or something." Bart suggested.

"It won't be that easy." Kelly said. "This berserker is going to be cautious. He knows going after a grimm is his ultimate challenge. If it looks too easy, he will know something is wrong."

"If this guy is determined to have Nick's scalp, wouldn't he attack him even if he sees him surrounded by other people?"

"Maybe. Or more likely, he will bide his time and wait until he thinks Nick is alone." Kelly said.

"Do you think he may have followed Nick around? Learned his routine?"

"It's possible."

"I think I would have noticed if someone was following me." Nick commented.

"If berserkers have strong senses of smell. He might find you, pick up your sent while walking past you and then follow your sent to a time when you would appear vulnerable." Alice suggested. "Blutbaden have hunted some of their prey like that."

Adalind wrapped her arms around Nick. "I have a potion that will mask your scent. If this berserker does have a strong sense a smell, he won't find you with it."

Nick wrapped his arm tightly around Adalind, and in a soothing voice said, "Addie, honey, I need to find this guy. It's my job as a cop and a grimm to stop him, even if it means putting myself in danger."

"Would that potion be able to hide the sent of wesen?" Monroe asked.

Adalind nodded.

"Then we'll be able to stay close enough to Nick where the berserker wouldn't be able to smell us but we would still be able to get to Nick should he need our help." The blutbad observed.

Rosalee and Adalind went to the spice shop to create the potion, Alice accompanied them to keep a lookout for any danger, while the rest of the group remained at the house to figure out where the most likely places a berserker would hide out and what places a berserker would choose to attack his target.

In the spice shop, Rosalee noticed how worried Adalind was growing.

"I'm sure Nick will be alright. He's faced several dangerous beings over the last couple of years, and he's always won."

"I know." Adalind said. "But I've never felt about anyone what I feel about Nick. He's become everything to me. I can't bare the idea of losing him. And I really don't want my baby to lose his or her father."

Rosalee smiled warmly at her. It was clear that Adalind had fallen in love with Nick.

Back at the house, Kelly pulled her son aside and asked, "Does Adalind know I killed her mother?"

"I don't think so. To be honest, I've sort of forgotten about that." NIck said.

"The two of you obviously have strong feelings for one another. And maybe Adalind will understand, eventually, but she needs to know sooner rather than later. Secrets have a way of causing damage."

Of course Nick knew that, and he didn't want there to be any secrets between he and Adalind. But he was still torn. He didn't want to bring up a subject that could cause pain. To Adalind, with the topic of her mother's death, and to himself, should Adalind choose to want to be away from him while she processed everything.

"I'll tell her when this berserker problem is over with." Nick promised.

As it so happened, the berserker case concluded that very evening.

Nick and Kelly went to the trailer and were attacked by not one, but five berserkers.

It seemed that the wesen had been careful in keeping their numbers a secret, all so that they could take their ultimate target by surprise.

But luckily, the berserkers had no idea that their target was a grimm who had back up.

Monroe and Bart soon joined the fight, the two blutbaden ripping the throat out of a berserker each as Kelly removed the head of another with a machete she had hidden in her coat.

Nick had been grabbed by one from behind while his partner attacked Nick's front. All color drained from the male grimm's face and his eyes showed pure rage.

In a show of strength and speed that caught the berserkers off guard, Nick twisted his body. Threw the one gripping him backwards and used the force of the another's attack against him by grabbing him and hurdling him into his partner. Before either berserker could recover, Nick swept the legs out from under one, jumped on his neck, breaking it instantly and then hit the other in the face hard enough to rupture his brain and kill him instantly.

"Five berserkers." Monroe observed as the triumphant hero's caught the breaths. "If there is going to be some major event that's about to happen, It's going to be massive."

"Maybe it has something to do with the fact my son turns into what looks like a living corpse and has the strength and speed that even other grimm's don't possess?" Kelly questioned.

"Yeah, about that," While they disposed of the bodies Nick told his mother the story about being hit with the slime from a cracher de mortal and how it had affected him differently that everyone else.

"You are truly, the most extraordinary of all grimms." Kelly said in astonishment.

So much of her son's life was so unbelievable. Not only the fact that he had formed such close bonds with wesen, but that he was in a strong romantic relationship with a hexenbiest, one who was once his enemy but was now happily carrying his child.

And now, there was the added information that Nick had survived attack from some of the most dangerous wesen.

It all made a grimm mother very very proud.

Nick called Hank and Renard to let them know the scalping murders had been ended for good.

Th captain promised to make sure everything looked on the up and up and Hank congratulated Nick on having the craziest luck of anybody in history.

The group returned to Monroe and Rosalee's home.

Bart and Monroe regaled Rosalee and Alice with what happened.

Adalind and Nick held each other tight, only half listening to the blutbaden stories. Mostly, they simply enjoyed having the one that cared about most safe and sound in their arms.

Nick held off on telling Adalind about his mother killing her mother until a week later.

He wanted to give things time to settle and the eisbiber had informed him that his and Adalind's home was finally finished and ready to move into.

All of their things were moved in and a trusted and state of the art security system was installed.

Nick's little family had a safe and comfortable home.

He hoped he would always have his family in it.

But he worried that what he needed to tell Adalind would bring an end to the happiness he dreamed about for his new home.

Kelly kept reminding him of what he needed to to and that he couldn't keep putting it off.

Nick knew he had to tell Adalind that his mother had killed her mother. He feared it would upset her. And he hated the thought of something coming between them after so many months of drawing closer to one another. He didn't want to jeopardize their bond, but he knew he had no choice, he couldn't risk losing her over keeping secrets from her. Especially one as big as this.

So, one evening, Nick asked Adalind to sit with him on the couch.

By the dark look on his face, she knew it had to be something serious.

He confessed about the events surrounding her mother's death and how it was his mother who ultimately caused it.

Adalind grew very still, trying to process all of the information.

Nick stood up, intending to give her her space and some time for her to decide if she wanted to continue the relationship they had started to develop. He ignored the ache in his heart, hoping after she had processed her emotions, Adalind would accept him again.

But as it turned out, Adalind didn't need time to figure out her heart and she knew exactly where she wanted Nick.

Upset he was putting distance between them, she reached for him and called out, "Wait! Where are you going? Don't leave?!"

"I would never leave you." Nick assured her and sat back down by her side. "I just thought you would want some space from me."

Adalind shook her head and hugged him tight. "I don't know what to feel about your mother killing my mother. But I do know that I love you and I really don't want space from you."

Nick wraps his arms around her, buried his nose in her hair and held her tight. The relief from the knowledge she still wanted him with her, coupled with hearing her say she loved him, made it impossible for Nick to speak.

So they simply sat there, holding one another, basking in the warmth and comfort the other gave them.

When Nick's mother walked through the door, she half expected to see her son looking red eyed and in pain, and him telling her that Adalind had left him.

She was relieved to see him and the hexenbiest in eachothers arms.

"You seemed to have taken the news well." Kelly observed.

"My relationship with my mother was complicated." Adalind replied. "I don't know what to feel about you killing her. But I do know that I can't lose Nick. And I won't push him away over events that neither one of us had control over. Especially since I did some things I'm not proud of. The past needs to stay in the past." Adalind placed her hand over her belly. "For this child's sake."

Kelly felt her respect for Adalind grow enormously. Obviously, she was being a responsible mother and putting the needs of her child ahead of her own. But there was also the crystal clear affection the hexenbiest had for Nick. Adalind wasn't hiding the fact she cared for and wanted to be with Nick.

There was a part of Kelly that had been worried over the relationship between the hexenbiest and her son, but seeing the two of them sitting together, holding one another and gazing at each other with love in their eyes, gave Kelly peace that her son was with the perfect woman for him.