Sean woke to the feeling of Nick shifting beside him and glanced over his shoulder. Nick was normally a soundless sleeper and once he was asleep, he was hard to move, but not tonight. Nick rolled towards him and twitched in his sleep before rolling back the other way and mumbling something under his breath. He settled and Sean curled along his back then pulled back. Nick's skin felt hot, he reached over and clicked the bedside lamp on.

Nick muttered something and twitched. Sean reached out and placed the back of his hand to Nick's forehead. He was more than hot as Sean shook Nick's shoulder sharply.

"Nick!" Sean hissed and shook him.

"K, wha'?" Nick muttered and blinked his eyes open.

"Nick?"

"Sorry," Nick mumbled. "Did I wake you?"

"You're running a temperature," Sean stated as he rested his hand on his forehead.

"Wha'?" Nick slurred. "Was having a nightmare…I think."

"Do you feel sick?"

"No," Nick answered and rolled onto his back. "Just tired."

"I'll get you something for the fever," Sean told him and slipped from the bed.

He padded silently to the kitchen, completely naked. He picked out a bottle of water from the fridge before walking through his bedroom to the bathroom. He pulled out the first aid kit and removed a pill bottle before stepping back into the bedroom. Nick had fallen back to sleep and he carefully knelt on the bed and grabbed his shoulder.

"Nick," Sean called gently as he shook his shoulder.

Nick was slow to respond and peered up at him with slitted eyes. Sean wiggled the water and pill bottle, making it rattle. Nick groaned as he wiggled around until he was sitting up and took both in hand. Sean watched him carefully as he took two tablets.

"Can I go back to sleep now?" Nick grumbled, looking more awake.

Sean just took the two bottles from his hands and placed them on the bedside table. Nick shifted around without a word and curled up away from him and Sean frowned at that. He slipped under the covers and touched Nick's back, feeling the heat. He was sure it was nothing but he couldn't shift the concern. He turned his back to Nick's and was asleep quickly.

Sean was awake and rolling from the bed before he realised that it was Nick that had yelled out and that the man was still asleep. He blew out a breath and crept back to the bed as Nick fought his way through the nightmare. He wasn't sure if he should touch him or not. He flicked the light back on and could see the sweat on his skin and the stale smell on the air.

"Nick," Sean hissed, then louder. "Nick!"

Nick started badly and fought his way out of the blanket and bed. Sean winced as Nick looked around wildly before focusing on him. He tensed at the blank look on Nick's face before something came back to him. The other man looked around with a frown.

"Nightmare?" Nick suggested, a little unsure.

"Can you remember what it was about?" Sean asked as he sat down on the bed.

Nick blew out a breath before flopping back on the bed on his back and Sean quirked a smile at that. He laid the back of his hand to Nick's forehead, ignoring the sweat, as he felt the heat.

"I'm not sure," Nick replied as he closed his eyes. "Claws maybe."

"Claws?" Sean questioned.

"Think so."

"Come on," Sean encouraged. "You can't sleep like that."

Nick groaned and wiggled around until he was back under the covers. Sean curled along his back and gently ran his hand through his hair. Nick fell asleep quickly, going completely boneless. Sean hadn't planned on falling back to sleep but the next time he woke, soft light was seeping into the room from the windows. Sean glanced over his shoulder to see Nick asleep beside him. Sean sat up in his bed and laid a hand on Nick's forehead, he was still hot but not feverish.

Sean then turned his attention to his phone. He logged into his e-mails as the morning light bleed into the room. Nick's soft breathing the only sound as he started to go through his e-mails. Nick muttered something under his breath and Sean glanced over at him. His brow was furrowed as he shifted in his sleep. Sean gently ran his hand over his head and the man settled. He would have to wake him up soon, but for now, he let Nick sleep.

The decision was taken out of his hands for not ten minutes later. Nick woke with a yell and wild eyes and Sean was careful not to move in case he set the Grimm off.

"Nick," Sean whispered and those large eyes locked onto him.

Nick relaxed back with a groan.

"So," Sean announced. "The wife that killed her husband. Her tox report came back."

"Yeah?" Nick asked.

"She had an unknown drug in her system," Sean added. "And by the fact that you had a fever and those scratches look red. I would say that the drug can be passed along. I'll have them compare it to the drug that was given to the two brothers and we'll see if they are the same or similar."

Nick stared at him.

"I have booked you in to have your bloods drawn as well," Sean continued.

"Right," Nick muttered. "And if I go into a murderous rage?"

"It will bring back memories of when you were turned into a zombie," Sean countered mildly.

Nick blew out a breath and rubbed his head.

"In the case of a 'murderous rage'," Sean added. "I will be taking you to that appointment."

"Sounds like a date," Nick quipped, dryly. "I'm going for a shower."

Nick just laid there and Sean quirked an eyebrow.

"The shower is in the bathroom," Sean commented.

"I'm mentally preparing myself," Nick muttered before with a groan he rolled from the bed.

Sean's eyes drifted over Nick's body as he padded across the room to the bathroom. He went back to his phone as Nick showered. Sean looked back up when Nick walked back into the room with a towel around his waist. His eyes tracked him in interest as Nick strolled into the walk-in cupboard to dress. More and more of Nick's clothes had turned up at his place and Sean felt like Nick had moved in completely now. Even if both of them hadn't said as much.

"So," Nick announced as he stepped back into the room. "Juliette was at dinner at Monroe's place."

"Yes?" Sean asked, his full attention on the other man.

"Well, Hank had mentioned that I wasn't seeing another woman." Nick continued and Sean tensed. "She asked me if I wanted to give her another chance."

"Is that so?" Sean purred.

"She was a little surprised when I informed her that I was seeing someone," Nick commented as he stepped towards the bed.

"I imagine she would have been," Sean mentioned casually, but he knew he was giving himself away. "Did you ever mention to her about your preference?"

"Not something that came up in conversation," Nick added as he sat on the edge of the bed.

"How did she take it?"

"Like a woman that just had her world view tipped upside down."

Sean chuckled and relaxed as Nick looked at him. He reached out and laid his hand on Nick's thigh and the other man covered his hand with his own and rubbed it.

"Do you want me to make breakfast?" Nick asked.

"Better you then me," Sean commented and Nick quirked a smile.

"Right then," Nick announced and stood. "I'll get right on that, boss."

Sean gave him a grin and Nick returned it.

xXx

Sean tapped his knee as he fiddled with his phone in his other hand. He was not a patient man, when it came to waiting rooms, and the receptionist's looks weren't helping. He was almost glad when his phone rang and he had something else to focus on.

"Renard," Sean answered.

"Hey, Captain." Wu said into the phone. "We have another one of these crazies with the tattoo here-"

"Dead or alive?"

"Very much dead, with the same symbol on the wall and everything. Blood's still dripping, so this one is fresh."

"Any witnesses?"

"Hotel manager called it in. Heard screaming, so he locked himself in his office, and called 911."

"CCTV?"

"Not in this kind of place, best we have is the gas station across the road."

Sean blew out a breath.

"We're still at the doctors," Sean told him. "You and Hank start working this until we are done here."

"Sure thing, Captain." Wu said. "How's Nick?"

"I'm not sure yet," Sean answered, touched that Wu sounded concerned. "Does this man have any connection to the two brothers?"

"Too early to tell," Wu replied. "We have a passport here and he arrived after the brothers were found dead. He's an Austrian national from the passport."

"How long after?"

"Less than twenty-four hours."

"So," Sean summed up. "This man-"

"Lenard Tracer," Wu cut in.

"-Could have come over after the brother's bodies were found?" Sean finished.

"Possibility."

"Right," Sean stated. "Call me back if you get anything else."

Sean hung up and could feel the tension in his shoulders. He was never happy when Reapers or Verrat were in his territory, even more so now, since his lover is a Grimm. He tapped his phone in thought, why would Reapers be hunting down Verrat? Sean went back to his phone while he waited for Nick. He looked up when he heard a door close and Nick stood there, looking tired.

Nick signed a few forms before walking over to him and Sean slipped his phone away as he stood.

"She thinks that I just caught a bug," Nick reported. "She took my blood as you ordered and will let us know the results in a couple of days. She cleaned up the scratches and doesn't think they have anything to do with the fever but we both know what damage a few scratches can do."

"Yes," Sean agreed, dryly. "We have another Verrat murder and a Reaper calling card."

Nick tensed and Sean led them out of the clinic and back down to his car.

"Reaper?" Nick asked.

"We can assume until we know more," Sean answered. "But the same message was on the wall. Feel up to seeing the crime scene?"

"Sure," Nick replied.

Sean paused when they reached the car and glanced around before placing the back of his hand to Nick's forehead. Nick gave him a look but Sean didn't care as felt his forehead and the slight heat.

"I'm fine, Sean." Nick muttered.

Sean just hummed in answer as they slipped into the car and he started it up. He pulled up the e-mail with the address of the latest murder before placing his phone into the cup holder and put the car into gear.

"Do you mind?" Nick asked as he picked up his phone.

"No," Sean answered.

Nick pulled up the crime scene photos that they had uploaded to the system. Sean's more modern phone and larger screen, making it easier to see the photos. He pulled up the other crime scene on his phone and compared them.

"They look the same," Nick remarked. "I would say that it was the same killer. This second murder was more violent so I would say that a drug wasn't involved."

"More their standard?" Sean questioned.

"I would say so," Nick agreed.

Nick went back to the two phones as Sean drove and they fell into a comfortable silence. They pulled up out the front of a motel, where a marked police car was still parked and they both looked around.

"Bit out of the way," Nick remarked. "Almost out of our area."

"Well known motel," Sean commented. "Not the first time we've been here."

Nick and Sean walked towards the marked car and the officer stepped out as they drew closer.

"Morning, Captain." Franco greeted as his eyes flicked to Nick. "Hey, Nick."

"How's it been here?" Nick asked.

"Quiet," Franco replied. "Lots of people leaving for some reason. Only one bloke left at the far end."

"Did we do a check on him?" Nick asked.

"Yep," Franco answered. "He checked out, he's here for work and the room his being paid for by his employer. Rough bloke but he stated that 'the bloke's dead, can't do much about that now'."

"How well did he check out?" Sean asked.

"Just a rough bloke," Franco replied. "That may have been in one too many back-town motels. He's not our killer."

"How do you know?" Nick pressed and Franco shrugged.

"Did he see or hear anything?" Sean questioned, instead.

"Said he heard screaming and turned his TV up," Franco informed them. "As I said, rough bloke."

Nick winced at that and Sean looked around.

"Keep a look out," Sean told Franco.

"Yes, sir." Franco said and slipped back into the car.

Nick leaned down and looked at the sergeant in the car.

"What was the name of the bloke?" Nick asked and Franco pulled out his notepad and thumbed through it.

"Robert Hiller," Franco replied.

"Did you want to go get something to eat while we're here?" Nick offered and Franco grinned.

"Thanks, Nick."

Nick stood up and Franco pulled out in his car. Nick looked over to the motel room with the only car out the front and they walked that way first. Nick stepped back and let Sean knock on the door. A rough looking man answered and looked them over, Nick got the double image over the man's features and he averted his eyes in case he woged.

"Mr Hiller," Sean greeted as he pulled his badge. "I'm Captain Sean Renard and this is Detective Burkhardt. We understand that you heard the murder of Lenard Tracer?"

"Was that the bloke's name?" Robert asked.

"Yes," Sean drawled. "You heard screaming?"

"Was none of my business," Robert countered, gruffly.

"A man being brutally murdered didn't upset you?" Sean commented, completely still.

"Can't say it didn't disturb me," Robert muttered and looked around. "I just keep to myself."

"So, you didn't see anything?" Sean pressed.

"Nothing," Robert replied.

"Thank you for your time," Sean offered and Robert nodded and stepped back into his motel room.

Nick and Sean shared a look before strolling down the rooms to the one with the police tape.

"Anything?" Sean asked.

"Lowen," Nick answered.

Sean paused at that.

"They don't normally lay low when someone is being killed," Sean pointed out.

"Unless what was doing the killing is worse than them. Do you think that he saw something that made him hide?" Nick asked and Sean shrugged. "I didn't get the impression that he was lying."

Sean stepped up and opened the door. He pushed the police tape up and ducked under and into the room. They both paused as they looked over the damage done to the room. What had been done to the furniture was nothing compared to the body. It had been ripped apart and they were sure that if they didn't have the man's passport, it would have been hard to ID him. They also took note that the killer had made sure to place the man's hand palm up with the Verrat tattoo on show.

"He didn't go easy," Nick commented as he looked around.

"No, he didn't," Sean remarked as he stepped carefully up to the wall. "This looks the same."

"Yes," Nick agreed as he looked it over. "You can tell by the way that he has curved the blade and the extra marks on the handle down here."

"The same killer?"

"Yes."

Sean looked around the room and took in the blood and damaged furniture. It would have been a blood bath, which gave them hope in a way that they would find something that would lead them to the killer.

"I wonder what brought this on?" Nick muttered. "This is a lot of violence just for one kill."

"Reapers are not known for their restraint," Sean mentioned as he crouched down and looked at where the body had been sprawled out. "Looks like he was bleeding out for a while. He must have drawn this while he was still alive. The killer knew what he was doing."

Nick flinched at that, that was new levels of morbid. He took a sniff of the room but the smell of blood and other bodily fluids overrode everything else. Nick carefully stepped back to the door and slipped under the police tape. He looked out at the carpark and the road as Sean finished in the room.

His eyes caught on the maid as she finished up on a room a few doors down. He strolled down towards her and the woman glanced up at him. He got the double image for a second, she was a Mauzhertz, mouse Wesen. He carefully pulled his badge and held it up and she twitched slightly.

"Detective Nick Burkhardt," Nick introduced. "Have you been cleaning rooms today?"

"Um, yes, sir." She replied shyly with a slight accent to her words. "Everyone left, except for room sixteen."

"Did you see Mr Tracer before his death?"

"No, sir."

"Did you clean his room while he was here?"

"No, sir."

"Did anyone leave anything behind in the rooms that was out of the ordinary?"

"Well," She uttered then hesitated and looked around. "I thought this was odd."

She walked back to the storage area for the cleaners and opened the door. Nick looked around in interest. It was mostly filled with towels and sheets as the woman stepped in and to a shelf that seemed to be the lost and found section.

"I didn't catch your name?" Nick remarked.

"Oh, Mary Mitz," the woman replied with a quick smile. "The man in room six left this behind."

She pulled out a bag and held it out to Nick, he took it in his hand and looked at the herbs and jars in interest.

"At first, I thought it was drugs," She admitted with a shrug. "People leave that behind sometimes, especially when the police show up."

"And the police are called to pick them up?" Nick questioned.

"I just report it to my boss," Mary replied, nervously. "That's the motel policy, sir."

Nick moved out of the small room and spotted Sean talking to the manger.

"Looks like my boss is talking to your boss," Nick commented. "Thank you for your help."

Mary gave him a small smile and scampered away back to her work. Nick strolled over to Sean's car and placed the bag down on the hood and looked at the jars and herbs. Some looked vaguely familiar as he carefully shifted things around with gloves on his hands.

"What's this?" Sean asked as he stepped up beside him.

"What the man in room six left behind," Nick commented. "Might be worth getting his details."

"And a trip to the spice shop?" Sean asked.

"Yeah," Nick answered.

They both looked up when Franco pulled into the parking lot and beeped his horn. Nick gave him a wave as he placed everything back into the plastic bag and placed it into Sean's car.

"I'll get that information from the manager," Sean told him and walked back towards the office.

Nick walked over to Franco's car and tapped the top and the window wound down. He crouched down and Franco gave him a grin as he held up a kabab.

"Did you happen to see the man in room six leave?" Nick asked.

"No," Franco replied.

"Okay," Nick said as stood up. "Keep an eye out."

"Sure, Nick."

Nick walked back to Sean's car and leaned back on the front bumper while he waited. The sun warming his skin as he looked around but the carpark was quiet. He crossed his arms and tapped his hand in thought. His eyes caught on Sean as the man strolled across the parking lot, his long strides eating up the distance. The taller man paused and raised an eyebrow in question when he drew close.

"Hey, Captain," Franco called out and they both looked over. "Double murder just got called in."

They both groaned; it didn't rain, it poured. Nick's phone then went off in his pocket and he slipped it out.

"Burkhardt," Nick answered.

"Hey, Nick." Monroe greeted. "I know that you have a lot going on and you have been sick but…um, Adalind is here and I don't know what to do."

"She's there?" Nick uttered and looked at Sean. "Adalind is at Monroe's house."

Sean cursed and turned away and Nick could feel him losing control on his nature.

"Sean!" Nick snapped.

"I'll get the details from the sergeant," Sean told him and stalked off.

"Nick?" Monroe asked over the phone. "What do you want me to do?"

"Um," Nick muttered. "Just keep her there for now. We seem to have a Reaper on the loose whom is hunting down Verrat and a double murder just came through."

"Oh, man." Monroe exclaimed. "I may have got the good end of the deal then."

Nick snorted, "I wouldn't want to change spots with you."

"Thanks, man." Monroe grumbled and hung up.

Nick slipped his phone away as Sean walked back towards him. The taller man waved his hand at the car and Nick slipped into the passenger side. Sean settled into his seat and started the car up. Nick gave him a glance but could tell that he wasn't in the mood to talk. Nick clicked on the radio and flicked the stations around until he found one he liked. He leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes. He started when Sean laid a hand on his knee and he glanced over at him.

"How are you feeling?" Sean asked softly, his eyes on the road.

"Tired," Nick replied. "But okay."

Sean just rubbed his leg before focusing on the road. They pulled up behind a marked car and slipped out. Nick looked around the wooded area in interest. He could see Hank's car already there and as they walked into the forest area, he picked up on Wu as well. They watched their steps as they walked and Nick looked the bodies over in interest. They only looked young but had died violently.

"Hey, partner," Hank greeted. "Long time, no see."

"Have I been stealing him away for too long, Detective?" Sean drawled.

"Of course not, Captain," Hank back tracked. "Wu's been keeping me company."

"Which leads us back to the two men stabbed and dead on the ground," Wu cut in. "Not that I mind being fought over."

Nick quirked a smile as Wu reported what they knew so far. He crouched down and looked at the marks on the men but as far as he could see they were made by a knife and not claws or teeth. He looked around before his eyes focused on something. He walked over and knelt down and looked at the chess piece in interest. Except for a little blood it was clean so he knew that it hadn't laid there for long.

"What'd you find?" Hank asked.

"Chess piece," Nick remarked. "It has blood over the top so was here before the blood started to fly."

Wu placed a red flag down and Nick moved to his feet. Sean was over talking to another officer.

"Adalind has turned up at Monroe's house," Nick told Hank and the man groaned.

"She's not just going to disappear," Hank pointed out. "She just lost her baby."

"We know that," Nick sighed as he looked around. "We just haven't worked out what to do with her."

"Well, think of something." Hank warned. "Before she does something that will bite us in the ass. You know what she is capable of, the games she likes to play."

Nick nodded and his eyes caught on Sean.

"Yeah," Nick agreed. "And with a Hexenbiest that could be a nasty bite."

"Oh, yes." Hank agreed.

"Hank," Sean stated as he walked over to them. "I want you and Wu to follow the leads."

"Yes, sir." Hank replied. "Right on it."

Hank hurried off and Sean and Nick shared a looked before heading back up to his car. They drove in silence, except the sound of the radio, for a while. Nick glanced over at Sean when he noticed where they were headed. Sean pulled up in front of Monroe's house and they stepped out of the car together. Nick and Sean strolled up to the front door and Sean knocked loudly. Monroe answered the door quickly with a look of relief.

"Oh man," Monroe greeted quietly. "Am I glad to see you two."

"That bad?" Nick asked.

"Oh, no. Just, you know…" Monroe trailed off and stepped to the side. "We just don't know how to deal with her."

Sean and Nick stepped into the house and Sean's eyes were drawn to Adalind laid out on the lounge, asleep.

"Come on, Monroe." Nick whispered and grabbed the Blutbad's arm and tugged him towards the back door.

Sean silently thanked Nick as he knelt down before Adalind and grabbed her shoulder.

"Adalind," Sean whispered and the woman slowly woke up.

"You found her!" Adalind exclaimed then her eyes looked around.

"Adalind," Sean said and sat back in his heels. "You have to stop."

Adalind sat up and looked at him on his knees before her. She went to open her mouth then paused, she couldn't remember ever seeing Sean on his knees or even placing himself in a vulnerable position. He had always held himself up proudly and never bowed to anyone. Even in their sexual encounter, he hadn't given her an inch and had dominated the whole time. Now he was before her and he didn't look like the proud Royal that she used to know.

"How can I stop?" Adalind whispered. "Our daughter is out there."

"Our daughter," Sean intoned. "Is as safe as she can be at the moment."

"But she needs me," Adalind sobbed.

Sean carefully stood up before taking a seat next to Adalind. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and gently coxed her into his embrace. Adalind resisted for a few minutes before she broke down into crying.

"She needs to be kept safe," Sean whispered into the woman's tangled hair.

"Will we see her again?" Adalind sobbed.

"I hope so," Sean replied.

Adalind just held onto him as she cried and Sean tried not to push her away as her scent pushed on him. At one time, it would have pulled on him, now it was different. He just ran his hand over Adalind's hair. He looked up when Monroe ducked his head around the door and held up a cup and Sean nodded. Monroe disappeared back into the kitchen as Sean carefully pushed Adalind back.

"What do I do now?" Adalind uttered, looking lost.

"I can't answer that," Sean told her. "You could go back to work-"

"My daughter," Adalind cut in. "You have to help me!"

Sean bowed his head and ran his hands through his hair. He could understand the wish to get his daughter back but it was overridden by the fact that he knew it would be a death sentence for her and anyone else found with her.

"Adalind," Sean tried again as he looked at the woman beside him. "When I was thirteen, my brother decided that having a half-brother, was one member of the family too close to the throne for his liking."

"What does-"

"Just let me finish," Sean cut in over her. "With his mother's help, he sent a hunting party of Verrat to find us. My mother got a tip off and before I knew it. We were running for our lives with the Verrat on our heels. Eric was only fifteen years old and we shared blood. That is how much the Royal families care. Once your use to them is over, they tie up loose ends."

"But-"

"This is the way they work," Sean continued. "I could never forgive myself if my daughter fell into their hands and was twisted to their way of thinking."

"But will she be happy?" Adalind questioned as she wiped her eyes.

"We can only hope," Sean answered. "For it is in her best interest that we are not part of her life. I would rather give her a chance of life then a death sentence."

Adalind sobbed and bowed her head. Sean rubbed her back and glanced up to see Monroe hovering and Sean nodded his head.

"So, coffee for you Sean," Monroe announced, as he held two mugs. "Just as you like it and tea for Adalind."

Adalind looked up with a frown as Nick leaned in the doorway to the kitchen with his own coffee in hand.

"Just as he likes it?" Adalind uttered.

"Well, yes," Monroe gushed and placed the drinks down. "More sugar than I would recommend but who am I to pass on dietary advice-"

"But you know how he likes his coffee?" Adalind questioned then looked around and noticed the Grimm. "Nick!"

Adalind jumped to her feet and looked between the three men. Nick just casually sipped on his coffee as he looked at her.

"He knows how Sean likes his coffee," Nick remarked, mildly. "Because he has been here, more than a few times."

Adalind just stood there as she looked at each man, feeling like she was missing something.

"Well," Monroe announced, breaking the awkward silence. "Lunch anyone?"

"I'm on board with that," Nick agreed. "That pumpkin thing was nice."

"'Pumpkin thing'," Monroe moaned as he walked back towards Nick. "Have I taught you nothing!"

Sean quirked a smile as the two men walked into the kitchen and the familiar sounds of cooking started up. He looked back at Adalind as she just stood there with her mouth gapping.

"Right there?" Sean questioned lightly.

Adalind's head whipped around to him and she opened and closed her mouth a few times.

"What is going on?" Adalind finally settled on.

"Nick and Monroe are cooking lunch," Sean recited. "While I enjoy a cup of coffee and you stand there in shock."

Adalind glared at him before storming into the kitchen. Nick and Monroe looked up from cutting up vegetables. Nick placed the knife down carefully as he looked at Adalind.

"You didn't like your tea?" Monroe asked, innocently. "I can make you a coffee."

Adalind stalked forward and Nick stepped to the side of the bench as he held his hands out to his sides. Adalind stepped up to him and Nick held still. Adalind went up on his toes, leaned forward and sniffed him.

"Hey!" Monroe squeaked, on Nick behalf. "Personal space!"

Nick tensed as Adalind sniffed him before the woman grabbed his shirt and threw him back. Nick grunted as his back connected with the wall and then Adalind was in his face. He looked into the face of the beast under her skin.

"How dare you!" Adalind hissed.

"Nick!" Monroe yelped.

Nick held up his hand as Adalind leaned in close to him. He knew what she was picking up as she sniffed him.

"Adalind," Sean whispered and laid a hand on her shoulder. "Just calm down."

"No!" Adalind yelled and pulled away from both of them. "You tricked me!"

Nick stayed where he was as Adalind gulped in air and looked around wildly.

"You were all in on it!" Adalind shouted as items started to shake on the shelves.

"Not in the house!" Monroe moaned.

Nick and Sean grabbed an arm each and dragged Adalind out of the house. They marched her across the road to the woods and didn't stop until they reached the clearing they used. They let her go and the Hexenbiest turned on them with a snarl. Sean and Nick stood shoulder to shoulder as they looked at her. Her eyes darted between them as her human mask fell back into place.

"You!" Adalind snarled and pointed to Sean then at Nick. "And him!"

"Surprise," Nick muttered and stepped over to lean back into a tree.

"Then everything that has happened?" Adalind uttered.

"Needed to happen," Sean told her. "We needed to play our parts to get our daughter to safety."

"You keep saying that!" Adalind yelled as she closed the distance between them.

"It is the truth!" Sean snapped, losing own control on his temper. "How many times do I have to keep saying the same thing!"

Adalind stumbled back and Sean grabbed her arms and shook her.

"Don't you understand!" Sean yelled, all control fleeing him. "I did the only thing that I could so that my daughter could live!"

Adalind tried to pull away from Sean but he just tightened his hold and pulled her close.

"Whether you believe me or not," Sean hissed. "Doesn't matter. You need to let this go."

Sean released Adalind and she stumbled back with wide eyes. She looked even more like a child and he couldn't understand what he'd seen in her. She used everything that she had, even her body to get what she wanted. Now, it had backfired on her and she didn't know what to do. Adalind's eyes drifted to Nick and Sean growled low in his throat in warning. Adalind turned back to him and a smile slowly curved up her face.

Sean stalked forward and grabbed Adalind's arm in a steel grip and pulled her close again. Adalind's eyes focused on him and he saw the flash of fear, as he woged.

"If you even think of playing your games," Sean warned. "I won't hesitant."

"Sean," Adalind whispered and relaxed in his hold and gave him a wide-eyed look. "Why would I do that?"

"Because you are a Hexenbiest," Sean hissed.

"Sean," Adalind purred.

Sean threw her away from him with a snarl. Adalind yelped as she hit the ground and Sean stalked back towards Nick. The Grimm just looked at him mildly with that dark look in his eyes, so Sean knew that his mask had slipped. Nick stepped away from the tree and Sean grabbed him with a growl. He pulled him close, roughly and Nick titled his head to the side without question. Sean didn't bite down, he just sniffed his neck and the frustration drained out of him.

"Just settle down," Nick cautioned.

Sean nodded and stepped back. He turned back around to see Adalind staring at them from where he'd thrown her on her ass. He slowly stepped back towards her with his hands out to the sides and could see the fear.

"I apologise," Sean offered and held out his hand. "I lost my temper."

Adalind looked at his hand for a long second before taking it and Sean easily pulled her to her feet. He released her the moment that she was on her feet.

"The hotel room that you are in is paid up for the next week," Sean told her. "Take some time to work out what you are going to do with your life, Adalind."

"What life do I have here!" Adalind hissed. "My baby is gone. I put my faith in you and you betrayed me!"

"I gave you, your life!" Sean hissed back. "They would have killed you the second that your baby was born!"

"How do you know that!"

"Because I know my family!"

"You killed Eric!"

"Yes," Sean yelled. "To keep him out of my life! And away from Nick!"

Sean and Adalind panted harshly as the words fell between them. They'd always kept their composure but at that moment they were laid bare. Adalind slowly turned and focused on Nick.

"Did you kill my mother?" Adalind demanded.

"No," Nick answered.

"The police were right," Adalind uttered. "Your mother killed my mother."

"I have no doubt that she has killed many Wesen," Nick countered. "She even shot Sean with a crossbow."

Adalind's eyes flicked back to Sean and he gave her a smirk. She seemed to weigh them up as her eyes flicked between them before she sighed.

"I could do with a coffee," Adalind confessed in a small voice.

They made it back to the house and Monroe opened the door and looked them over.

"Just in time," Monroe told them. "Lunch is all done. Come on in."

Sean and Nick shared a look as they walked into the house and Nick closed the door behind them. They settled at the table and Nick gave Monroe a grin before piling his plate up. Sean just gave him an amused look as Nick dug in. Monroe had made pumpkin and potato pancakes with a large salad and Nick moaned at the taste.

"Right there, Nick?" Monroe questioned in amusement.

"These are great," Nick stated. "Could do with a little chilli sauce."

"Don't give him chilli sauce," Sean countered and Monroe quirked a smile.

"Worried about the ride home?" Monroe questioned mildly.

"Yes," Sean deadpanned and Nick nudged him.

Adalind just watched it all with wide eyes.

"If you give him chilli sauce," Sean added. "He's staying here."

Monroe barked a laugh and was moving to the fridge and Sean regretted his words.

"He could use a nap," Monroe remarked when he came back to the table with a jar in his hand. "Bud's wife made it."

"Thanks, Monroe." Nick cried and grabbed the jar.

Sean just shook his head at the antics, he had planned on dropping Nick off at the apartment but this was a better plan. Then he looked at Adalind and just focused back on his lunch.

"Thank you, Monroe." Sean offered, once he was done. "Nick's all yours."

"Play date," Nick snorted as he looked over at Monroe.

"More like day care," Monroe moaned then grinned.

Sean stood up and placed a hand on Nick's shoulder.

"Be good for your uncle Monroe," Sean intoned with a straight face.

"Bye, Sean." Nick drawled.

Sean rubbed his shoulder slightly before looking around the table. His eyes lingered on Adalind but he could see the fight had gone out of her. He locked eyes with Monroe and nodded in thanks.

"See ya, man." Monroe offered.

Sean strolled out of the house, he had work to do.