The case had started pretty routine enough.
Two bodies on the side of the road and a missing truck.
The truck soon being found with greasy food and the fingerprints of a woman who was in the foster care system and locked up in mental hospitals.
Highly volatile.
Unstable.
And as it turned out.
A grimm.
Theresa Rubel had seen her first wesen at a young age, but growing up in foster care meant that no one was able to tell her about her family bloodline or about the world of wesen.
Most wesen that saw her would immediately try to kill her, or run away in fear.
It had been a long hard and confusing life for the girl, and she was still very young, just twenty two.
Nick realized the best way to help Theresa was to take her home with him, and maybe help her finger everything out.
He calls home and tells his wife about the new development with his case.
Adalind, of course knows they need to help the young woman, and agrees she should stay with them.
When Nick gets home, he introduces the she grimm. "Adalind, I would like you to meet Theresa Rubel"
"That's not what I like to be called."
Adalind, not wanting to get off on the wrong foot with the young woman, asks "What name do you prefer?"
"Trouble, like with the t from my first name in front of my last name"
"Oh, I see, trouble spelle L. That's quite clever. Well Trubel, I just finished making dinner. So if you're hungry, there's spaghetti and meatballs to be brought out to the table."
"Sounds really good, I'm starving."
After the she grimm helped bring out the food, she dove in like she might try to inhale it.
Once she had finished off her first plate, and was starting to eat the second helping at a much slower pace, she seemed to be comfortable enough to ask questions.
"Nick told me you are one of those things that has a different form, may I see it?"
Had this been before going through the immunity ritual with Nick, Adalind would have told the young woman it was a bad idea, especially when eating, but since her form was different, there was no hesitation.
Trubel gasped at seeing the woge. She did not think she had ever seen anything so beautiful.
"What are you?" Trubel asked in a voice filled with awe.
"A hexenbiest, but one that has a morphed form. Most others look like rotting corpses when they woge, but Nick and I went through a ritual so no one could ever take my powers. Grimms blood has the ability to do that, and we were concerned that a grimm who was not as clear headed as Nick would try to kill me, on the account of a grimm and a hexenbiest were in a romantic relationship."
'So there are grimms who kill wesen, no matter if they have done bad or not."
"I am afraid some of our ancestors have a lot to answer for. Not all of them lived by a code of honor. Some were no more than murderers, justifying the deaths of innocent beings by saying that because they weren't human, they deserved to die."
"There are truly evil wesen out there, as well. The grimms are meant to keep them inline, but both sides have gone way too far, way too often. It's what makes mine and Nick's relationship so bizarre to many. By all accounts, we should be enemies, but we ended up falling in love."
"And now you're having a baby." Trubel indicated Adalind's round belly. "Are you worried how other wesen will react."
"We're both a little concerned."
Nick eyebrows slightly raised at his wife's understatement. He had to more than once hold her and soothe her because she was so concerned about the dangers that could surround their baby. But he said nothing. This was about explaining to Trubel about the world she had been living in but knew nothing about, not about pointing out to his wife how often she freaked out.
Upsetting his pregnant wife would only lead to consequences he would not be happy with.
"You've seen for yourself, Trubel, how dangerous the life of a grimm can be. You did not even know who you were, but wesen saw you as a threat all the same. There are those who are not going to like a grimm having a baby no matter who it is with. There are other wesen, though fine with the existence of grimm's, would not like the intermingling of grimm and wesen. It would be considered a crime against nature. So we have to be careful. That's why we have this house and a state of the art security system. It's the safest place in the state of Oregon."
"Do you think someone might try to steal Nick's grimm powers, to weaken him for an attack." Trubel asked. "You did a ritual to ensure no grimm would steal your hexenbiest magic, aren't you worried someone could steal Nick's abilities.
"We already thought of that and ,strangely enough, it was very simple. All I had to do was put a few herbs in Nick's food. Which I did before we were married. If you would like, I could give you the same mixture to add to your food? I promise you won't feel a thing."
"I couldn't even tell I had consumed a potion." Nick told Trubel. "I had come home after a long case and Adalind had placed a plate of hot food on the table. She told me she had found something to ensure no one would be able to take my powers. And since I had been so concerned about her safety, it had gotten her thinking about mine. The potion was mixed into the food and I couldn't even taste it."
"Could you even tell if the potion worked?"
"I think I might have felt stronger or more energized. Although, it's possible that could have been the result of having something besides fast food to eat. Like I said, I had been on a long case, finally being home always makes me feel better."
Trubel nodded, she figured the only way anyone would know for certain if the potion worked was if someone tried to steal Nick's grimm powers. And it was doubtful anyone was willing to try. Especially with there being a powerful hexenbiest in the house.
After dinner, Nick and Adalind showed Trubel the trailer. Who looked at everything with wonder and excitement. She ran all over the place. Opening every book. Examining every weapon. And asking all kinds of questions about everything Nick and Adalind knew about the wesen community, including all of the arrests Nick had made and some of the off the book cases he had to deal with. She even felt comfortable enough to show the couple her own journal, filled with similar sketches as the ones in the trailer. It was a comfort to know she was not alone. That she was part of a long line of being that saw the same things she did and kept journals about their experiences.
Later that night, Trubel heard murmuring in Nick and Adalind's bedroom.
Wondering if they were regretting their decision to let her stay with them, she crept closer to hear.
"It's good that you found her, who knows how much longer she would be alive if you hadn't"
Adalind was standing in front of the full length mirror, brushing her hair, her back to Nick.
"I know. If Monroe hadn't been with us, I might have never known there was a grimm right in front of me who knew nothing about her lineage."
"This could be a blessing for all of us. With another grimm in the house, our babies will be a lot safer. It's doubtful any wesen would get near a house where two grimms lived."
Nick smiled and pulled his wife closer to him. "Our family seems to be growing a lot faster than we anticipated."
Adalind placed her hand over Nick's, where it was resting on her belly, and laid her head back on his chest. "A couple more months and we'll be parents. I honestly don't know if I more excited about being a mom, or terrified of being anything close like my mother."
"Hey" Nick soothed, turning his wife around to face him. "You are going to be an amazing mother. You have more love inside you than anyone I know, and our children will be so blessed to have you."
"Have the both of us." Adalind corrected her husband. Love and adoration so clear in her eyes he felt his breath catch from the sight of it.
Trubel crept back to her room. Not wanting to disturb the couple. Not only were they not regretting taking her in, but they were calling it a blessing that she had come into their lives.
For the first time in forever, Trubel felt she had found a home.
