Making sure they took time to focus on them as lovers, Nick and Adalind would sneak away and use the trailer for their own special kind of research.
Adalind giggled. "If someone had told me years ago that I would be having mind altering sex with a grimm while surrounded by his weapons and journals, I would have called them crazy. But here I am, having multiple orgasms just a few feet away from weapons that might have beheaded some of my ancestors."
"Oh, I'm sure more than a few of my ancestors are rolling in their graves right now." Nick grinned.
Smiling, Adalind moved her hand down Nick's torso, moving closer to the organ that was quickly hardening again.
"I'm so happy to see you don't have any problem with what we're doing."
Nick moved his own hands over her body, gripping her waist to guide her to straddle him.
"So good, baby, so good." Adalind moaned as she bounced on Nick's organ. She gyrated her hips, breathing heavily.
Her pleasure was made more intense by Nick openly looking at her with love and adoration. It took her breath away to see such deep devotion in silver depths.
"I love you so much." She gripped onto his chest and moved her hips faster.
When sweet euphoria caused her to lose control, Nick flipped their positions. But instead of focusing on his own release, he was determined to push Adalind to having more.
There was really no surprise when Adalind lost the ability to speak. Nick had proven long ago that he could render her mute from sheer ecstasy.
Making love to Adalind was something Nick had always enjoyed, no matter the timeline. She made it obvious she craved his touch as much as he craved hers.
As before the time jump, Adalind's touch gave Nick the peace he needed when dealing with his responsibilities as a cop and a grimm.
Adalind's love was especially appreciated because while dealing with cases, Nick also had to worry about reapers, royals, and anyone else who was a threat to his family.
One major factor to protecting themselves involved ensuring that their abilities couldn't be taken.
The group had gone through the grimm journals, the books at the spice shop, and the books of spells in Adalind's collection but failed to produce what they were looking for.
"Lots of stuff on how to take someone's powers, but nothing on how to prevent someone from taking them." Monroe announced with a heavy sigh.
"Obviously my mother wouldn't have such a spell, or she would have used it on herself to prevent Trubel from taking her hexenbiest." Adalind added.
"So where else can we look?"
As they were trying to figure out the answer to that question, Nick and Adalind were looking into ensuring their home was as safe as possible.
"At least the protection spells for our new home are easy enough to find." Adalind said with a book in her hand.
"And you're sure your mother or any other biest with a grudge won't be able to enter?" Monroe asked.
"Protection spells are unique to the conjuror. They are tailor made to the place and the people they are protecting. No other magic is able to interfere once the spell is in place."
It was some good news.
But with so many changes to the timeline, it was impossible to know if expected dangers would arrive when they had in the previous timeline.
And above everything else, Nick was concerned how his mother was going to react when she inevitably showed up and saw him in a relationship with a hexenbiest.