A/N: I wonder if Meisner will make a reappearance next week, especially after his ever growing charge made her own reappearance. Any guesses where the writers are taking them both? It better not be to the dark side or I'll be ticked! In the meantime, here's a Kelly POV from his teenage mind. This was suggested by a few and inspired by some points of writing from Angel Starbeam. However, this Kelly is from my Prevailing Pair series and timeline.

Chapter 1

Why didn't Diana ever have to go to school, Kelly grumbled to himself as he waited for the bus. So, she looked like she was ten years older than him, but she was really only one and a half years older than Kelly. Must be nice to home school, he grumbled again. Then another thought made him smile. Too bad Diana's uber fast aging stopped at puberty, otherwise she'd be an old lady by now. She'd be as old as mom, he snickered. Okay, so maybe his mom wasn't ancient, but she was going to be fifty in three years. Kelly laughed a bit as he imagined Diana looking like their mother.

Kelly sighed. Diana looked so much older and he would never grow up. At twelve years old, he was scrawny and short, not stocky and solid like a lot of the boys in his class were becoming. There was a guy in particular that was a real jerk and one day when his voice was starting to change, Kelly saw his eyes flash iridescent. The guy was Wesen. Why did he have to be Wesen?! Kelly had looked away quickly so the jerk couldn't see his black Grimm eyes. That was all he needed. Not that he was afraid of a fight. On the contrary, Kelly was on warning from the principal against being in another fight. Well considering who his father was, you'd think his parents would cut him some slack, Kelly thought to himself. The apple didn't fall far from the tree! Still mom and dad had been way harsh.

"I'm a police captain, son, and I can't have you beating up every guy who rubs you the wrong way. How do you think that looks?" His father had said.

Kelly knew it was a rhetorical question, but he couldn't help himself when he had quipped, "Like I'm the son of a Grimm." With that his father's eyes took on a dangerous look, so Kelly had quickly continued, "It won't be secret for much longer anyway. The kids at school are starting to get bigger and their voices are changing. I don't even want to talk about the girls. Soon, if one of them is Wesen and gets upset, he or she will Woge and the secret's out."

His dad had looked at his mom, and shook his head. "Maybe Bud can find out who the Wesen families are with kids in Kelly's classes there at the middle school and give them a heads up," his mom suggested. Whoa, no way, Kelly thought. How embarrassing!

"You can't do that! No ratting me out, Mom," Kelly had chimed in. Adults! They just didn't get it! Being twelve was hard enough, especially for a guy that appeared to be a late bloomer. Ugh, mothers.

As parents went, his weren't that bad, but they were a family of secrets. His dad had a double identity, his mom was a Hexenbiest (a witch by most people's standards), no one was supposed to know how old Diana was or that she was also a witch, Kelly was a fluke Grimm before his time, and Grace, well Grace might have both her parents genes but at nine it was too soon to know. This family circus could give any guy a little anger.

The bus finally pulled up and Ms. Caldwell opened the door. At least on the bus, she had his back. Being an Eisbiber from the community his dad saved some years before Kelly was born, she knew and kept his secret. Her kids were grown and married. Ms. Caldwell struck him as a cool grandmother, but Kelly had no one to judge her next to so he couldn't say for certain. Supposedly, he had a grandfather somewhere, some powerful Zauberbiest who dabbled in world domination that Uncle Meisner had to shut down a couple of times. Mom and Dad actively avoided that side of the family. Diana's side of the family was even worse. Who needed World of Warcraft when you had life in the Burkhardt household.

That's why the five of them stuck to themselves and the Wesen in Portland. Uncle Monroe and Aunt Rosalee and his cousins were their family. Along with Aunt Trubel and Uncle Meisner, who were gone from time to time on 'mission'.

School was school. Passing classes wasn't hard, that is when Kelly studied and could manage to pay attention. Maybe he had whatever that attention deficit disorder was because that last part was difficult. There were too many sounds he heard that no one else seemed to hear. Extra sensitive hearing didn't help his focus on schookwork, but it came in handy on the school grounds. For being small, Kelly never seemed to be pinned in a fight or taken unaware. Other guys rarely landed a punch, so maybe that attention deficit thing worked in his favor. However when the Wesen guys around him could begin to Woge, the tables might start turning, Kelly thought to himself.