Season 3, episode 17. 'Synchronicity.'

Nick Burkhardt: But he's working with the Resistance. Aren't you doing the same thing? (Taking about Sean Renard)

Kelly Burkhardt: There's a huge difference. I'm not in this for myself. He's got too many strings. Royal blood, Zauberbiest…he cannot be trusted.

xXx

A/N: The above quote sums up the Sean Renard in the show and inspired this story. I wondered, if Sean had only one tie (Nick Burkhardt) what difference would it make?

I have glossed over the details, of cannon, in this chapter and I'm running with the fact that the events would have transpired very much the same as in the show. Please, don't take this as laziness on my part, it just lets the story roll on. Hope that this chapter isn't too disjointed. Enjoy.

xXx

Nick showered carefully with the soap that Sean hated as he made sure to wash every part of himself. Taking care around certain areas as he washed every scent off his body. The heavily scented soap taking care of everything else. By the time that he stepped out of the shower, his skin was slightly pink from the hot water. He dressed quickly in the clothes straight from the wash. The rest Sean would pack away and drop off at Monroe's later that day before the cleaner would arrive to give the apartment a once over. They had to be careful that his scent wouldn't be picked up.

When he stepped into the kitchen, Sean winkled his nose at him and Nick quirked a smile.

"Don't like it?" Nick asked with a smirk.

"Makes me want to take you back to the bedroom," Sean remarked with a glint in his eyes. "And cover you with a different scent."

Nick barked a laugh as he picked up his coat and swung it around his shoulders. He shifted his gun and badge on his belt as he shrugged his shoulders.

"Doesn't that sound lovely in the morning," Nick countered. "And before coffee."

Sean gave him a grin that had Nick thinking about that offer of heading to the bedroom, before the thought of having another shower stopped that train of thought.

"Coffee it is then," Sean purred. "And at the place you like so much."

Nick gave his lover a grin.

xXx

Adalind gently rocked her daughter as she fussed and wiggled. She was aware of new levels of exhaustion as she tried to get her to settle down and sleep. She looked over at the other woman as she slept and didn't know what to do. She didn't know why she'd been brought here and who had set them up in the motel on the edge of town and it put her on edge. Being back in Portland put her on edge and the thought that Sean was here…she didn't know what to do.

Her daughter wiggled and squealed slightly and she couldn't understand why she wouldn't settle. Adalind rocked her as she looked out as the morning light touched the room.

"Did you want me to take her?" Kelly offered.

Adalind looked her and slowly passed her daughter over with relief.

"I can't get her to settle," Adalind whined. "She's not hungry or needs changing. She just won't settle."

"Just try to get some sleep," Kelly advised as she settled in the only chair in the room.

Adalind stepped over to the bed and slipped under the covers. She fell asleep quickly to the soft sounds of Kelly singing to her daughter.

xXx

Nick sent a text to his mother's phone from outside the motel room and waited. Kelly appeared with a baby in her arms and he paused at the sight.

"She's sleeping," Kelly said softly.

"Adalind or the baby?" Nick whispered.

"Both," Kelly replied as she looked him over. "You look well."

"Yeah," Nick agreed as he looked at the child and Kelly shifted the blanket so that he could see her. "Why are you here?"

"I didn't know where else to go," Kelly replied. "Is this really your Captain's baby?"

"Either his or his brother's," Nick agreed. "Not mine at least."

Kelly looked at him and Nick just stared back. Kelly then smiled and it changed her whole face as she wrapped an arm around him carefully. Nick hugged his mother back as he looked down at the sleeping child before his mother stepped back.

"She seems to be taking after her mother," Kelly reported as she rocked the child. "And father, if we hadn't already been introduced, I wouldn't have made the connection between her and Renard."

"You said that you were being followed?" Nick asked as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"Everyone will be after the child," Kelly answered. "The Verrat tried before we even got on the plane and it's just a matter of time before the Royals are back on our tail. I'm sure they will make the connection between Renard, Portland and Adalind. Hopefully, we'll be gone before then."

"Not yet," Nick corrected and Kelly locked eyes with him. "We cleared out my stuff from Sean's apartment and had a cleaner come in. We are assuming that once Adalind gets a chance, that she will run to him. We don't want her to make the connection between Sean and I."

"Where are you staying?" Kelly whispered.

"With Monroe," Nick answered as he rubbed his neck. "He's being good about it…for now."

Kelly looked him over and Nick could see what others saw in him as he felt that presence around his mother.

"You have something planned," Kelly stated more than questioned.

"In a way," Nick answered then flicked his eyes to the motel room's door. "Just play along. No matter what happens, just play along. As far as you know, you are not aware of Sean Renard or Adalind's connection to me. It will not take the Royals long to catch on to why Adalind is here."

"I trust you Nick," Kelly said after a few seconds. "If no one else."

"I'll take that," Nick replied with a smile. "We'll be in contact."

xXx

Sean looked down into that tiny sleeping face and felt a smile come across his own. His hands looked too big as he held the child gently. He never thought that he would have this moment. Whether he held his daughter or niece, didn't matter. She was blood to him, hearing the words 'daddy' from Adalind didn't confirm anything in his mind. He looked up at the blonde before him and she gave him a smile that turned his stomach. She was still the spoilt little girl that he remembered.

He looked back down to the sleeping child and took in everything about her, from her scent to her features. Committing them to memory for he knew that in a short time, he would never see her again. That possessive streak in him wanted to steal the child away but he knew that was stupidity and suicidal of him. He had a new love that he wasn't prepared to give up on a selfish whim.

He carefully handed the baby back to Adalind and knew that he had a role to play in this. Adalind gave him a smile with a glint in her eyes and Sean knew what she wanted from this meeting. He also knew there was no way he was going to go there. Just the smell of her repulsed him.

xXx

Special Agent Weston Stewart of the FBI woke with a start, a grimace of pain and the piecing sound of sirens and knew that his plans had gone to hell. He glared at the entrance area of Sean Renard's apartment before putting his car into gear as the first police cars arrived on scene and felt a bolt dread run through him. His orders had been simple, but as he slowly drove away as more marked cars arrived, he knew that his life had just got complicated.

And the Royals didn't take excuses or failures well.

xXx

Kelly and Sean eyed each other off over the kitchen in Monroe's house. Sean leaned back on the bench and crossed his arms over his chest. They could hear the soft voices of the others in the living room as Kelly looked him over. He could feel that dark presence of a Grimm around her and Sean took the first step.

"Thank you," Sean said into the silence and Kelly's eyes sharpened.

"For what it's worth," Kelly stated. "I'm sorry."

Sean nodded and looked over to the door to the room then back to Kelly. He tensed when the woman stepped closer and placed her hand on his arm. There would have been a time that he would have pulled away from such an open act of comfort. As he looked into Kelly's eyes, he also knew there would have been a time that she would have killed him without a second thought. They had both passed that point as they stood there.

"I'll do the best that I can," Kelly offered and Sean nodded. "You just look after my boy."

"I'm not sure that Nick would like being called a 'boy'," Sean remarked in amusement.

Kelly stepped back and gave him a small smile before pulling a piece of paper from her pocket and holding it out. Sean took it in his hand and looked at the number and e-mail address on it. He felt his heart clench as Kelly offered him a way to contact her. They both looked over when Rosalee walked into the room and paused.

"Oh," Rosalee uttered. "Sorry, I was just going to make some tea."

Kelly gave them a nod before she stalked from the room without a word. Sean slipped the paper away as Rosalee came closer.

"I'll give you a hand," Sean offered and Rosalee just gave him a smile in answer.

Sean wasn't sure how he would have been able to get through this without his friends around him. He'd always been an outsider but not anymore.

xXx

Sean was quiet as they drove and Nick felt concern for the man. He didn't know what to say after they had handed Diana over to his mother. Knowing that Sean would never see his daughter again. Nick turned the car down a side road and pulled over, the forest surrounding them. Sean looked over at him with blank eyes and Nick turned the car off.

"Come on," Nick encouraged.

Nick walked around to the other side of the truck and Sean slipped out and shut the door. Nick locked the car as he slipped his hand into Sean's and tugged him into the forest. The taller man followed behind him without question as Nick took them deeper into the woods. When the road disappeared behind them, Nick stopped and turned to Sean.

The taller man fell into his arms and Nick wrapped his arms around him, holding him close. He wasn't sure if Sean was crying or not as he just held him tightly. Taking in his scent as Sean took in the comfort that he was offering. They stood there for a while before Sean stepped back.

"She won't stop looking for her," Sean told him, hoarsely.

"I know," Nick answered.

Sean then cupped his checks and kissed him gently.

"I'm not giving you up," Sean hissed. "I don't care what happens. I'm not giving you up."

Nick gently rested his hands on Sean's hips as the man let his head rest on his shoulder. Sean pulled him close as his hands slipped under his shirt and gently touched on his skin. He expected Sean to be possessive but he just held him. His every move gentle as Sean stroked his skin but didn't push into a sexual touch.

"Never," Sean sobbed and Nick knew he was crying now.

Nick was sure that everything was catching up with Sean in that moment. To show this vulnerability to him, spoke louder than words. Sean pulled back and kissed him, taking control as he held him close and Nick let him. He pulled back and rested his forehead against his own, Nick just looked into his eyes. Sean's hands slipped around his ass as straightened and looked around.

They soaked in the soft noises of the forest around them and the odd car as it passed on the road. They hadn't been this close in over a week and they both just took in the feel of the other. This had been a strain on both of them. To play the roles they'd had to play. Now, they weren't restricted to those rules as Sean's hands clenched around his ass.

"I have a hotel room," Sean said after a few minutes. "Come on."

Nick chuckled as Sean slipped his hand into his and tugged him back to the car. Their roles reversed as Nick followed behind.

"You're not taking me to a hotel to have your way with me?" Nick asked and Sean glanced over his shoulder.

"I'm sure I can make time for that," Sean purred and the sound of his voice sent a shiver down his spine. "After a steak and fries."

Nick barked a laugh this time and let Sean take his keys from his pocket to drive to the hotel.

xXx

Sean grabbed Nick the moment that he stepped out of the shower and the man squeaked. He chuckled as he wrapped his arms around him from behind as he kissed down his neck and Nick tilted it to the side. He pulled Nick back into him as he rocked his hips forward, stating plainly what he was after. Nick twisted his head around and Sean took him in a kiss as his hands roamed.

"I'm surprised you lasted until after dinner," Nick gasped as Sean ran his nails down Nick's sides. "Hmm."

Nick twisted around in his hold as Sean stepped him back towards the bed with a glint in his eyes. Nick just went with him, no argument as Sean pushed him back on the bed. Sean looked down at Nick sprawled out before him, still slightly wet as he looked up at him.

"I might get a little rough," Sean warned, as he held himself back.

Nick gave him a sly smile that had Sean growling. Sean knelt on the bed as Nick wiggled further up. He grabbed up the lube before rolling onto his stomach. Sean paused at that move as he felt desire run through him. He hadn't expected Nick to hand over full control to him as he looked over his shoulder at Sean with a challenge in his eyes. Sean could feel his control slipping as he settled between Nick's legs. The Grimm grabbed a pillow and stuffed it under his hips as Sean ran his hands down his bare back, leaving faint red marks.

Nick shivered under him as he slicked up his fingers and kissed down the lines he'd made as he prepared Nick. The Grimm wiggled slightly and he grabbed his hip in a hard grip to hold him still. His control slipping even further as he grabbed Nick's hip in his hand as he thrust forward. Nick moaned under him as Sean draped himself over his back as he pushed until he was fully in the man below him.

Nick bucked back into him as he moved up onto his knees. Sean growled and pushed him back down. Nick squeaked as Sean bit down into his shoulder sharply and grabbed his wrists tightly above Nick's head. Holding the man in place but took care as he rocked his hips forward as Nick groaned. Sean had just enough control to make sure that he didn't push Nick too far as the Grimm bucked back as he thrust forward. He didn't want to hurt the man but his control was fraying.

He kissed the mark he'd made as he slipped a hand around Nick's cock and he felt the man stiffen, before he came. Sean paused as Nick caught his breath before pushing him down into the mattress. He took over full control, his hands rough as he took Nick hard and the man groaned loudly. The sound spurred Sean on until he tipped over and came hard. He collapsed over Nick's back as he panted.

Nick suddenly elbowed him in the ribs and he rolled to the side with a grunt. Then he had Nick straddling his waist and he looked up at the Grimm above him. Feeling that dark presence touching on him as he felt himself responding. Nick ducked his head down and bit him hard on his shoulder and Sean yelped this time. Nick chuckled and Sean was sure that that wouldn't be the only mark left on his skin by the time the night was out. Nick pulled back with a glint in his eyes and Sean grinned. Sean wasn't the only one that had built up frustrations as he felt himself twitch. He grabbed Nick and pulled him down into a kiss, for now, forgetting everything else but the man above him.

xXx

Sean looked down at Nick fondly as the man laid sprawled out on his stomach, fast asleep. He gently pulled the blanket up and covered the mark that he'd left on his shoulder and knew that he had a mark that matched on his own shoulder. He sat down on the bed and ran his hands over Nick's head. Completely relaxed now that their mingled scents were around him. No other scent but their own in the room and he took that in as he sat there. He was sure that Nick was going to be stiff when he woke but hadn't complained and had met him the whole way. Sean had to admit that was feeling a little sore himself.

Suddenly Nick's phone went off on the side table and the man twitched in his sleep but didn't wake. Sean leaned over and looked at the screen before answering it.

"Sean," He answered.

"Sean, man." Monroe exclaimed. "Dude, I am so sorry."

Sean blew out a breath.

"Did you want Nick?" Sean asked. "He's sleeping."

"Ah, yeah." Monroe muttered. "Adalind was just here."

"She went there?" Sean demanded as he stood up. "Are you and Rosalee alright?"

"Yeah, yeah." Monroe sighed. "She's just upset and doesn't know what to do. She wanted to know where Nick was, I told her that I didn't know. Rosalee gave her a tea to calm down."

"Monroe," Sean whispered.

"Yeah, I know." Monroe cut in. "It's just that she's lost her baby-ah. Your baby and…"

Sean ran a hand over his head as he looked over to the bed.

"If you don't feel safe," Sean stated. "Go to the trailer. Nick and I are in a hotel for now. Adalind has a room at another hotel and it's paid for the next week."

"So," Monroe stated. "We deal with this another day?"

Sean snorted.

"That's a good way of saying it," Sean agreed, then admitted. "I can't deal with her at the moment."

"Yeah, man. I understand. Just look after yourself and Nick, yeah?"

"Take care, Monroe." Sean whispered. "Call if you need us."

"Will do," Monroe agreed and hung up.

Sean lowered the phone and looked down at Nick. He felt cold but he knew a way that he could warm himself up.

xXx

Nick woke to the smell of bacon and coffee and moaned. He heard a chuckle nearby and opened his eyes to see Sean seated at the small table with a paper in his hand.

"That was almost a sex groan," Sean remarked. "Didn't realised that you have that much of a fetish for bacon. Should I feel jealous?"

"Of steak maybe," Nick countered evenly with a grin.

Sean gave him a fond smile in return.

"I'll keep that in mind," Sean drawled. "Just in case, I find you in bed with a medium rare steak."

Nick laughed as he pulled himself to the side of the bed and snagged up a pair of jeans from the mess of clothing on the floor. It took him a little longer to find a shirt, and in the end, he settled on Sean's jacket instead. He slipped into the chair beside the other man and dug into the food without a word. The sounds of Sean rustling the paper and the city outside the glass doors of the balcony were the only sounds in the room.

Nick sat back in his seat, once he'd finished his breakfast, and looked over to Sean. The man looked at him over the top of the paper with a soft look on his face.

"No waitress with a tail to serve you here," Sean intoned and Nick snorted and gave him a grin.

"Damn," Nick remarked. "I suppose I can settle for a Zauberbiest instead."

"How about a Royal Prince?" Sean countered mildly.

Nick moved to his feet and gave him a bow and Sean snorted at his antics.

"If my prince needs me," Nick stated with his nose up. "I shall be on the balcony, admiring his kingdom."

Nick palmed his coffee as Sean gave him an amused look as he walked out the balcony doors and looked out over the city. The view wasn't as good as from Sean's apartment but it was still a nice view. He glanced over his shoulder when he heard Sean answer his phone and he tuned him out as he took in the sight.

"Holiday is over," Sean announced as he came to the door. "Double murder."

xXx

"Oh, man." Hank groaned. "That can't be good."

"No, that can't be good," Nick agreed.

Both detectives looked at the crude drawing of a scythe made with the victims' blood on the wall.

"We just solved one problem," Hank muttered.

"We should be used to this by now," Nick added.

"What? The blood of the victim used to make a drawing of the weapon of the Grim Reaper?" Wu asked as he stepped up next to them. "No one gets used to that level of strange."

"What do we know?" Hank questioned.

"Well," Wu stated, drawing out the word. "Both men were brothers and had arrived in town about a week ago. Driving a rental which they picked up from the airport. Still finding out from the airport where they flew in from."

Sean chose that moment to walk into the room and his eyes were drawn to the blood on the wall. Nick could read the expression on the man's face as his eyes looked over the blood before he walked over to them.

"What do we know?" Sean asked and Wu recounted what he'd already told them. "Keep on it, I want to know where these men came from."

"Right on it, sir." Wu announced and hurried off.

"Was this to draw you out?" Sean asked Nick.

"Got our attention," Nick replied. "Seems odd to kill two people that only arrived a week ago."

"Would have made more of a point if they'd killed someone that lives here in Portland," Hank added, implying one of the Wesen that Nick had made friends with.

"They have been quiet since my last message to them," Nick remarked and had two sets of eyes locked on him. "Ah, probably not the best place to mention that."

Sean sighed and looked around.

"At this point, I would suggest protection detail," Sean uttered.

Nick and Hank looked at him and he sighed again.

"Carry on then," Sean conceded. "Just take care."

"You too, sir." Hank added and Sean focused on him. "Adalind turned up at my door this morning."

Sean grimaced and looked back at the drawing.

"Holiday is over," Sean muttered. "Time to face the witch."

Hank snorted and clapped a hand to his shoulder.

"Better you than me, sir." Hank offered and Sean gave him a glare. "Good luck."

xXx

"Home, sweet home." Nick announced as he opened the door to the room that Sean was renting and Hank quirked a smile. "For now, anyway."

Hank looked around in interest.

"This place is almost as big as my apartment and look at that view!" Hank exclaimed.

"Your apartment has two rooms, Hank." Nick pointed out. "This is just one room."

"A bedroom that barely contains a queen bed is not a second room," Hank muttered. "Almost worth looking at the other side of the fence, if I can find someone with the Captain's money."

Nick barked a laugh as Hank looked out at the city view.

"I'm not sure that Sean would like to be called a 'sugar daddy'," Nick remarked mildly and Hank's head shot around to him.

"I'm joking, Nick." Hank added quickly. "A little light-hearted banter to lift the mood."

Nick snorted and dropped his bag onto the bed.

"I'm sure that the Captain has other endearing traits," Hank laughed. "Behind that brooding exterior."

"That he does," Nick agreed with a smirk that had Hank screwing up his face and throwing his hands up.

"Don't want to know," Hank cried. "Don't want to know."

xXx

Sean's back slammed into the front bumper of his car and pain flared up his back as he grunted at the impact. He looked into the red and puffy eyes of Adalind as she managed to both glare and cry at the same time. He held his hands up to show that he didn't want to fight as he looked at the woman. So many things running through his head, so many things that he wanted to say but couldn't.

"She was your daughter!" Adalind cried. "You just handed her over to him!"

"He would not have stopped!" Sean snapped back. "He would have killed all of us for her. Would have ripped this town apart to get to her!"

Adalind paused as Sean let his nature show as he met her eyes. Let all the frustration and anger come to the surface as he glared at the woman in front of him.

"So, you just hand her over!" Adalind yelled as a few police looked over at them and Sean waved them off. "Just like that!"

"No," Sean hissed lowly and Adalind paused. "Use your brain for once in your life and think beyond yourself!"

Adalind reeled back with wide eyes as she shifted forms and he was looking at the beast under her skin. The sight of it repulsed him as she froze then sniffed the air. She paced forward then pulled back and he knew what she was picking up off him. She slipped back to her human form and looked at him with large eyes.

"Where is my daughter?" Adalind questioned as tears slipped down her face.

"I don't know," Sean answered honestly and glanced around.

The parking lot had suddenly become empty around them as word spread. He focused back on Adalind as the woman stood there, she looked so small as she looked at him. Her makeup had run and her face was puffy and her eyes red. Every bit the child she acted like and yet Sean could see something else in her expression. It looked like her time in Vienna had left its mark on her.

"Use your head," Sean hissed as he stalked forward. "You have to let her go! You were willing to sell her before she was born-"

Adalind growled as she suddenly rushed forward and smashed into him and his back collided with his truck again. He grunted and grabbed Adalind's wrists as she went for his throat with a cry. He held her until she collapsed against him, crying into his shirt.

"I'm so sorry," Sean whispered as her cries started to ease off. "So sorry."

Adalind pulled back with wide eyes, he'd shocked her with his words.

"This is the best option for our daughter," Sean pleaded. "Her only chance. We have to let her go for her to live."

"NO!" Adalind yelled and ripped herself away from him and stumbled back.

Sean straightened up with a wince of pain up his back and hoped Adalind was finished with throwing him into his car.

"She's my daughter!" Adalind shouted. "She should be with me!"

"That would mean her death!" Sean snarled as he stalked towards her.

"I'm her mother!"

"And I'm her father!"

Both Wesens froze as they panted and looked at the other. They had reached a stalemate as they stared at each other.

"You don't think that I want to see her grow up?" Sean hissed. "To see what kind of woman she will grow into?"

Adalind stumbled back a step and Sean pushed forward.

"We did what we could to give her a life!" Sean said roughly. "She could never have a life with us!"

Adalind froze as the blood drained out of her face and her eyes were locked onto him. Slowly she nodded as tears spilled over and down her face.

"He…" Adalind sobbed. "He doesn't have her?"

"No," Sean answered and grabbed her arm in an iron grip. "Play your part, if you want your daughter to live!"

Adalind bared her teeth at him, her inner nature showing through. Sean held her for a second before releasing her and she lashed out. Sean grunted as he turned his head, feeling her nail slashing his face. He turned back to her, just in time, to grab her as she crashed into him, sobbing and he wrapped his arms around her. Sean just held her as he could felt blood dripping down his face.

xXx

"What the hell happened to you?"

Sean quirked an eyebrow at Hank as he walked into the hotel room and the man coughed.

"I mean," Hank amended. "What the hell happened to you, sir?"

"Piece of advice," Sean intoned. "Don't mess with a Hexenbiest that is willing to tear out your throat."

"Don't have to warn me about that," Hank muttered. "I've already tangled with the witch."

Nick snorted from his place in the chair near the window.

"That time she wasn't going for your throat," Nick remarked and Hank glared over at him.

"I believe that I can take over now, Detective." Sean cut in before Hank could retort.

"Yeah, sure." Hank muttered as he walked towards the hotel door. "Like I want to be here for the lover's quarrel."

Nick and Sean looked over at Hank in amusement as he waved over his shoulder and slipped from the room. Sean turned back to Nick and the other man looked him over.

"Anything worse than the scratch marks on your face?" Nick asked.

"Back might be a bit of a mess," Sean told him with wince. "I'll just have a shower and we'll have some food in."

"No problem," Nick replied.

Sean slowly made his way to the bathroom and knew that his back would be stiff and sore tomorrow. He slowly stripped down and winkled his nose at the smell of the Hexenbiest on his skin and clothes. He lost count of how long that he just stood there with the hot water running over his back before with a groan he pulled himself out of the shower. He smiled at the fresh clothes that Nick had placed near the door and dressed. Nick looked over when he walked into the main room.

"Lay down on the bed," Nick ordered. "And I'll rub some of Rosalee's balm into your back."

Sean gave him a smile as he slipped out of his shirt and laid down on his stomach and Nick whistled.

"Ouch," Nick commented. "Just loosen your belt and slip your pants down a bit."

Sean winced as he did just that then started when Nick straddled his legs. He slowly relaxed as Nick ran his hands over his back as he worked the balm into his skin. He relaxed further as the balm numbed the ache in his back and he took in their mixed scent on the sheets.

"Are you happy to order in?" Nick asked as his hands slipped further up his back.

"Yea…yes." Sean answered. "Whatever you want."

"Burgers then," Nick answered. "With fries, I've had a craving for fries all day."

Sean snorted at that as Nick's hands worked into the tight muscles of his shoulders. He groaned and went boneless as Nick's fingers skilfully worked on the knots in his shoulders and upper back. The man had a talent for this as Sean relaxed into the mattress as he drifted slightly. He didn't realise he'd slipped into sleep until he heard a knock on the door. His head shot up as he tensed just to see Nick wheeling a cart in with food. He flopped back on the bed as he rubbed his face.

"Have a nice nap?" Nick asked in amusement. "You've been out for a couple of hours."

Sean's nose twitched at the smell of food and his stomach grumbled. He pulled himself from the bed with a soft groan, his back stiff as he pulled his pants up and tightened his belt before snagging up a shirt.

"I ordered a hamburger for you," Nick remarked as he sat down at the table. "Chicken burger and extra-large fries for me."

Sean snorted as he slipped into the chair across from Nick and pulled the plate towards him. He watched Nick in amusement as the man dug into the food as he picked up the fries on his plate. Nick could pack it away if he wanted to as he finished the fries quickly and started on the burger.

"You're not hungry?" Nick asked.

"I just don't inhale food," Sean retorted. "Like a human vacuum cleaner."

Nick snorted and gave him a grin which Sean returned. A comfortable silence fell between them.