An hour later, they all sat around the dining room table, stunned at all the new information they'd gotten.
"Wait, so werewolves are real?" Hank asked incredulously.
"Yeah. And Nick's something called a Grimm and Monroe's a Blutbad?"
"Yep. That about sums it up."
There was another awkward silence. Nick's phone rang, making everyone jump. He picked it up, putting it on speaker, knowing everyone would ask him about it afterward anyway. It was the captain.
"We've got a situation. Derek escaped and an FBI agent has gone missing. You..."
He trailed off at the guilty silence on the other end.
"He's with you isn't he."
"Um. Yeah. I'll explain later."
"Fine. But it had better be good."
He hung up without saying goodbye. Stiles looked at him.
"So what now?"
Nick thought for a moment then sighed.
"Go. We'll tell them that the girl attacked us and Derek came to help. But you disappeared while we weren't looking."
Stiles gave him a grateful smile.
"Thanks. If you're ever in Beacon Hills, look us up at the animal hospital."
They said quick goodbyes and were across the street by the time the police cars arrived, sirens blaring.
"Let's not do that again. Agreed?"
"Agreed. Oh and if you ever mention that thing that happened again, I will kill you."
Stiles gave an innocent look. "What thing that happened?"
Derek smacked him, glaring.
"Oh that thing."
Sorry the update took so long. I'm thinking of adding more chapters where the Grimm team goes to Beacon Hills, but I may just make a sequel. Thanks for reading :)