Prompt request from Julie Q, Adalind discovers Renard and her mother are having an affair in the first episode. She chooses to give Nick the zaubertrank and make him loyal to her. But of course grimms are different.

Her Mother! That son of a bitch has been sleeping with her mother?! Adalind felt like she could strangle that royal bastard.

He'd been flirting with her. Telling her how valuable she was to him. And all this time he had just been using her. Making her fall for him to get information about prominent people in the city.

Well if Sean Renard thought she was going to remain loyal to him, he had another think coming. He may have wanted her to do a job for him against the grimm, but Adalind had a much better plan in mind.

"My name is Adalind Schade." She said softly to the man beside the hospital bed. "I don't know if you remember me, but"

"I saw you walking out of a coffee shop." The dark haired man said, showing that he remembered her.

"And you saw me woge." She smiled at him.

"You're my first woge."

"So you're a new grimm?"

He nodded. "Nick. Nick Burkhardt." He held out his hand for her to shake. Then he motioned to the sleeping woman. "This is my aunt Marie."

"She has cancer?"

He nodded, looking back down at the woman with deep sadness on his face. It made Adalind's heart break for him.

Adalind got a chair and placed it beside Nick's. When she was seated, she covered his hand with hers. "How much has your aunt told you about being a grimm?"

"Nearly nothing. What little she told me, she told me just in the past couple days." Nick shook his head. "I've learned more from a blutbad in fifteen minutes than I did from her in twenty eight years."

"Is the blutbad still alive?" The questioned slipped out before Adalind had the time to think about it.

Nick gave a sad chuckle. "He is. Hank shot the guilty one."

At Adalind's puzzled look, Nick explained. "I'm a detective. Robbery homicide division. Hank is my partner. We were working on a homicide and kidnapping case. I knew someone with both animalistic and human traits was responsible. Thought it was one guy, saw him woge. When I went to his house to investigate him on my own, he jumped through his window at me. Then offered me a beer. He told me about grimms and wesen." Nick looked at Adalind and grinned. "I talked him into helping me find the guy who was really responsible. It was a blutbad, just a different one than I thought. Monroe went back home and I convinced Hank to go to the other blutbad's house with me. The guy tried to run when we found the hidden door that led to where he was keeping the girl he took. That's why Hank shot him."

"That's really impressive." Adalind said. "Especially with it being your first case as a grimm. And gaining a blutbad as an ally, already you seemed to be a remarkable grimm."

"Monroe said that grimms were the boogie men of the wesen world?"

"Many stories have been told of grimms that have killed wesen solely for existing. While there may be a few reasonable and even kind grimms, it is always better to assume all grimms being encountered are the heartless kind, just for survival's sake." Adalind explained. "Wesen know that if they do not live a discreet life, they will be hunted down and beheaded by a grimm." Then she smiled with humor and said. "To be fair, parents also like to use the threat of a grimm just to make their children behave."

Nick felt his heart skip a beat. Adalind smiling at him was like the sun coming out after days of rain. All he could do was smile back at her.

Too soon, a nurse came in and told them visiting hours were over. Nick kissed his aunt gently on the head and promised to visit the next day.

Adalind silently waited by the door for him than walked by his side as they left the hospital. She handed him her business card with her home address and cellphone number written on the back of it.

"If there are any questions you want to ask me or if you just want to talk to someone, feel free to give me a call or drop by."

"I actually have a lot of questions. Like how did you find me? Do you think we could go get a cup of coffee and talk?"

Adalind smiled and nodded. They went to a diner that never closed and she explained to him more about the wesen community. As well as how and why she approached him.

"There's a man who calls himself the Prince of Portland. Really, he's the equivalent of a crime lord. He essentially rules the underworld of the wesen community here in Portland. His mother's side of his family has been friends with mine for generations."

"Is he like you, a hexenbiest?" Nick asked.

"The males are called zauberbiest. Technically, he's half, His mother is a hexenbiest. His father is one of seven rulers of the wesen community in Europe. The Prince of Portland is illegitimate and his father's wife and his half brother have been trying to do away with him for years. He's been trying to prove himself worthy. And so he has established a rule here in Portland."

"And you work for him?" Nick guessed.

"I did. He doesn't know it yet, but I am no longer on his side. He's shown himself to be every bit the royal bastard and I can't remain loyal to him. He found out an older grimm was here in Portland and ordered me to kill her."

"That's why you came to the hospital!"

"It wasn't that hard to figure out that the older grimm and the young grimm I saw might be related. He found out where the older grimm was and sent me to her location. He claimed she was dangerous. That she needed to be dealt with before she caused a lot of trouble here in Portland."

"He's obviously got his facts wrong, she's dying from cancer."

"He probably knows this. More than likely, he thinks she possesses things that could be of great value to him. If he knows about you, he might want you as helpless and vulnerable as possible. If he can manipulate you into joining him, he may be able to gain the power he wants."

"What's this guys name?"

Adalind hesitated for a moment, then looked at Nick seriously and said, "When I tell you who he is, you have to remain calm. If he finds out you know about him, he could make things very difficult for you. Trust me, I know him well. He tends to keep secrets as a way of holding power over others. You will have the advantage over him if he thinks you don't know about him."

"It sounds like you believe I already know this Prince of Portland."

"You do. His mane is Sean Renard. He's captain of your precinct."

The look that came over Nick's face was pure rage. Adalind felt fear clench at her chest. In that moment, Nick was truly frightening. He looked every bit the deadly grimm wesen believed all grimms to be.

"He tried to have my aunt killed." Nick growled, so low that Adalind barely heard him.

Worried that he was about to do something rash, Adalind moved to sit beside Nick. She took his hand in hers and whispered gently in his ear. "He is a manipulative bastard. Do not allow him power over you. Do not confront him. Let him believe he is well hidden from you. His ego and pride will lead to his downfall. You just need to have patience."

Nick nodded that he understood, but he gripped her hand tight in his. He took deep breaths to calm himself, burying his nose in her hair, obviously inhaling her sent.

Adalind's heart fluttered at the realization the grimm was taking comfort from her.

It gave her an idea on how she could take her revenge against Sean and her mother, as well as ensuring her own position of power.

She knew encouraging the grimm's attention and affection for her would work very well for her.

So when they parted ways, Adalind made sure to touch Nick's arm, and his shoulder while looking him in the eyes and smiling warmly.

The way his face had lit up let Adalind know that the message had been received loud and clear. And received happily.

Nick couldn't sleep. Thoughts of Adalind being in danger kept going through his head.

The millifer queen told him that there were those who would be coming for him. She assured him that the hexenbiests worked for someone who seeking to hurt him.

But Nick was certain Adalind was not a part of that group. Adalind cared about him. She had warned him of the danger he was in. Had told him about the wesen underworld. And Adalind had done it without killing anybody.

That was all of the proof Nick needed to convince him Adalind was his friend and the millifer queen was out of her mind.

The belief Adalind was on his side did not make the concern for her safety go away. If anything, it increased it.

He ached to see her. He felt this terrible need to be with her, in any way she would allow.

Unable to fight his heart any longer, Nick made his way to the home of Adalind Schade.

On the drive there, he recalled telling Monroe about Adalind.

"I met another wesen who wants to help me." Nick had said. "Her name is Adalind, she's a hexenbiest. She's also the very first woge I had ever seen."

"A hexenbiest? Agreeing to help a grimm? That's even stranger than a blutbad helping one." Monroe commented. "How long did you have to pester her before she agreed to help you?"

"Actually. She came to be and offered to help." Nick replied with a cheeky smirk. "She used to work for someone who she says plans on manipulating me. Some head of the underworld here in Portland. Oh, and who just happens to be my boss."

"Well I bet that makes things kind of awkward in the workplace."

"He doesn't know that I know about him. Adalind suggested not confronting him."

"Giving you the element of surprise." Monroe nodded his understanding. "Biesters are known for their cunning. If she really is your ally, she will become really useful to have around. But I suggest you be careful. She may be just looking out for herself and playing both sides."

"My aunt told me to trust my instincts. They're telling me Adalind doesn't trust Renard anymore. She holds a lot of anger and resentment toward him. I'm pretty sure she was in love with him and he played her, broke her heart. He must not be as smart as his others think he is. Adalind is smart and pretty. She has this way about her that you can't help being drawn to."

"Sounds like you have a crush on her." Monroe observed.

Nick rolled his eyes. "What is this, elementary school? I'm interested in her. I'm a heterosexual male and she's an attractive woman. I also haven't gotten to enjoy the company of a woman in a couple years."

"Years? Whoah! And you've got your site sets on a hexenbiest. From some of the things I've heard about biesters, you sure have picked one hell of a way to end your celibacy." Monroe snarked.

Nick had decided not to ask Monroe to explain further. He never put much stock in rumors or stereotypes.

Besides, he had figured he and Adalind still had a long way to go before he found out how she was in the bedroom.

But he needed to see her. Even if it just meant holding her in his arms with them both fully clothed.

Adalind was so good to him. So sweet. She had even taken the time to bake him cookies.

She had dropped them off at his apartment and told him the confections were all for him. That she wouldn't hold it against him if he ate every single one himself.

He loved the smile on her face that grew when he had eaten two right that moment. He finished the rest that night. And he had laid in his bed thinking about how well she took care. Telling him about his boss, about the wesen world, standing by his side at his aunt's funeral, and cleaning up his bloody hand when he had gotten wounded during a case. And then she goes and bakes him his favorite cookies. The woman was too good to him.

He knew he was falling fast for her. He didn't care. Nick was certain that it was fate that had brought the two of them together.

As Adalind prepared for bed, she wondered how the zaubertrank was affecting the grimm.

Fate had presented her the perfect opportunity to collect Nick's blood when he had arrived at her door, seeking help for an injury. He was worried that a hospital would ask to many questions, or that a wesen at the hospital would woge and cause a scene.

Adalind had been more than happy to help him. She had been delighted to see that Nick already put so much faith and trust in her. That he was sure she would take care of him.

It certainly boded well for Adalind and her plan to make Nick her ally.

And once she had gotten his blood, Adalind knew the best way to make Nick as loyal to her as possible was my making him so obsessed with her that he believed they were in love.

A batch of hexenbiest made cookies later and she was presenting them to a very grateful Nick. It took all of her self control not to jump up and down with glee when she saw Nick eat two right then and there.

Adalind knew of the dangers that could happen if anyone besides the intended target consumed the confections. It was a relief to see that Nick liked the cookies and wanted to eat them so quickly.

Using special skeleton keys. (In the literal sense.) Adalind had snuck into Nick apartment while he was at work the next day, and seen that he had eaten them all.

The hexenbiest was sure the grimm would be fully under the zaubertrank soon he would be begging her to be with him.

It wasn't just the loyalty of the grimm she was looking forward to. Nick was a very handsome man. Getting to have him in her bed would definitely be one of the many perks.

She was just about to slip into said bed when she heard a pounding on her door.

Nick nearly held his breath, waiting for the blonde witch to open her door. When she finally appeared, he forgot how to.

She stood there looking like temptation and sin in the flesh wearing a black satin chemise.

Nick was completely unaware of the camera above her doorway that allowed Adalind to see whoever was there. She had set it up for safety reasons. One could never be too careful. But it came in very handy when she saw Nick had showed up looking desperate to see her.

She had quickly changed from her cotton pajamas with sushi dotted all over them into something that was more likely to get the grimm's heart pumping and blood flowing to certain areas.

"Nick, what are you doing here?" She asked, feigning surprise.

"Is there someone here with you?" He growled. The jealousy he suddenly felt made him ignore her question and give thought to getting his gun.

"No." She smiled sweetly at him. "Why don't you come in and see?"

Nick stepped further into her home, never taking his eyes away from Adalind as she shut the door.

The moment the lock was once again in place, Nick rushed to Adalind, pinning her against the wall, claiming her mouth with his own.

"I want you." He breathed. His hands roaming all over her body. "I need you."

This was certainly unexpected. Adalind had not anticipated the potion working so quickly.

Nick's lips trailed down her neck, and Adalind decided she really didn't care to question how or why, all she wanted was to enjoy.

Enjoy was a really weak word compared to how Adalind felt.

Never, in her entire life, had anyone made her feel as good as Nick made her feel.

She didn't remember when it happened, but somehow they traveled to her bedroom.

Though it was impossible for Adalind to pay attention to anything other than Nick, his hands, his mouth, and when he finally undressed, his body.

Oh, what a body it was.

Nick took his time exploring Adalind. He was determined to prove to her that she belonged to him by giving her hours and hours of exquisite pleasure.

He slipped his fingers under her chemise and found her bare.

"Who did you want to see you in this?" He demanded.

"Only you." She whimpered.

"Good. From now on, I will be the only one to see this side of you, understood."

Adalind nodded quickly. Nick's fingers were doing such delicious things to her and she needed it to continue, so she was willing to agree to anything.

Nick removed the chemise from her body and tossed it away. Then he set on the task of tasting and exploring every part of her.

Nick brushed his lips gently over her nipples. He then pressed his tongue flat and licked over the peak, holding the mound in one hand while his other caressed her hips and thighs. Once it shriveled and became hard, he carefully clenched it in his teeth and tugged.

Adalind gasped, arching her back as she dug her fingers deep through his hair.

Once both breasts were too sensitive to receive anymore attention, Nick trailed a path down her slender body with his teeth and tongue.

Purposely, he ignored where he could smell her sweet arousal, and instead paid attention to her smooth inner thighs.

"This is my sanctuary." He declared, his lips and breath brushing along her skin as he said, "Between your legs will be where I will always find comfort. I will spend hour worshiping here. I will make the walls tremble again and again so I can hear my angel sing."

Nick then latched his mouth over Adalind's clit and she cried out as a powerful wave of euphoria crashed over her.

His mouth did not move from her center until he had heard her call out three more times. He loved the way her silken folds felt on his tongue. He loved the taste of her. He loved the way her breasts heaved as she struggled for air. And he loved how completely ruined she looked from being consumed by the pleasure he gave her.

His heart swelled with joy when she reached for him as he made his way back up to her and covered her body with his own.

They wrapped their arms tight around one another. In one thrust he buried himself fully inside her.

"You're mine. Mine forever." Nick proclaimed. "Anyone who tries to take you from me won't live long."

Adalind had a moment to wonder how Nick could be so dominant when the potion should have made him submissive to her, but then he hit just the right spot inside her and thinking stopped being possible.

They moved as one unit. As one mind. The rhythm perfect.

Nick was relentless with his taking of her. His hands and mouth explored everywhere they could reach as his manhood hit deep inside her.

Adalind was delirious with pleasure. She lost all sense of time. She lost all sense of reality. Her entire world narrowed down to one thing, overwhelming ecstasy. She couldn't even hold onto Nick as he moved inside her.

He pinned her hands above her, opening her more for his gaze and his mouth.

When he was finally sated, a smug smile spread on his face to see his beautiful powerful witch exhausted from their lovemaking and already succumbing to sleep.

He took it upon himself to clean them up. He noticed a pair of cotton pajamas peeking out of her laundry hamper.

"Devious little witch." He said, gazing at the blonde lying naked on the bed. "I can see I'm going to have my hands full with you."

He was really looking forward to it.

When Adalind awoke, the sun was shining brightly through her window. A glance at the clock showed it was one p.m.

"Hey, beautiful." Nick greeted, pressing a kiss to her lips, then handing her a mug of hot coffee.

She sat up, not bothering to hold up the sheet, exposing her naked breasts to Nick.

"Morning." She replied in a voice husky from sleep. She took the mug and a sip.

Nick's eyes darkened. "I made reservations for seven this evening at an Italian place."

"Hopefully my legs start working again by then," Adalind snarked.

"I could always carry you. I love having you in my arms." Nick replied with a cheeky grin.

Adalind felt the need to ask him, "So, last night, you meant what you said?"

"You mean about you being mine? Short answer, yes. Long answer, I don't do one night stands. I want you. And I want you for as long as I can have you." He gave her another peck on the lips. Adding one more to each of her breasts. "Enjoy your coffee. I'll get you something to eat and then we can decide what we want to do today."

As Nick prepared her food, Adalind's mind tried to process how it was that he seemed to be very much himself.

He was being sweet, attentive and romantic, but the zaubertrank should have made him more obsessive. Even a little mindless. Nick still had his mind fully intact.

Last night he had been so passionate and intense. Making a hexenbiest pass out from sex was usually impossible. And yet Nick had done a remarkable job.

Adalind sighed. "Maybe grimms are just different from everyone else." She thought to herself. "Potions and spells don't work the same with them."

Thinking over everything. The wonderful sex. The wonderful man who wanted to be with her. Adalind realized that though the potion didn't work the way she thought it would. It work the way that was going to make her truly happy.

Instead of the grimm being her slave. He was going to be her sweetheart.