That first morning, Nick woke up first and looked over at the blonde still asleep next to him.

He couldn't help but think how his life had taken such a drastic turn. Not long ago he was l trying to have a life with Juliet. And he saw Adalind as his greatest advisory. Now, he had let go of any dreams he had ever had concerning Juliet and was completely focused on Adalind and the baby growing inside her.

His baby.

When Adalind had told him she was pregnant, it had certainly taken him by surprise. But he had been pulled out of his shock quickly at her suggestion that he may not want to have a bound with his child.

Every part if him had gone on alert. And he realized he needed to make sure she knew that he was not a man who could just live his life knowing he had a child and not be apart of their lives.

In those weeks after moving out of the house he had shared with Juliet and staying with Monroe and Rosalee, Nick had spent several nights wondering if Adalind was doing alright. He couldn't help but fear that there could be complications and no one there to help.

Or more to the point, he wouldn't be there to help.

So once he had dealt with what he needed to concerning what basically made up his life with Juliet, such as selling the house and the things that neither one of them wanted, Nick had talked with Adalind and asked her how she would feel about the two of them moving in together.

He had confessed his need to make sure she and the baby were safe. That seemed to have touched her and Adalind had smiled brightly at him when she agreed that it would make things easier if they lived together.

They made the mutual decision to stop working against one another and work together, for their child's sake.

Strangely enough, once they changed their frame of mind, it wasn't that difficult to become comfortable with one another.

Evidence of that was the fact he had slept peacefully and Adalind still was.

Her silhouette was outlined by the sheets and Nick gazed at her middle. It wouldn't be long before her belly would begin to expand as their child grew inside her. For now, it was still mostly flat.

Looking over the rest of her form, he became concerned of how small she really was. He reminded himself to ask the doctor if there could be complications do to Adalind's petite frame.

Nick knew Adalind was powerful with her hexenbiest restored, but her body seemed so fragile and he wondered how her health would be affected over the next nine months.

The health and wellbeing of the baby was also weighing on his mind. Especially because the baby had been conceived while he was in a zombie state. Plus, this was the offspring of a grimm and a hexenbiest. What would that make the child?

There were so many question and Nick knew he would have to wait and see for the answers. Only time would tell what circumstances will arise from this unique union.

At least there were some things Nick was certain would have to be universal.

All expectant mothers needed plenty of rest.

Nick was also expecting Adalind to have weird food cravings.

So at least he knew how to handle those things. He could make sure to take on as much responsibility as possible, allowing Adalind free time to relax. He could also make sure she knew he would get her anything she was wanting. Even if it meant going to the market at three a.m.

Adalind began to stir. Nick averted his eyes so he wouldn't be caught staring at her. Instead, he slipped out of bed and took care of what he needed to in the bathroom. When he emerged, he saw Adalind sitting up in the bed and taking deep breaths.

"Feeling nauseous?" He asked in concern.

"No, just a little dizzy." She replied, smiling to reassure him.

"I'll make us some breakfast. That should help." Nick offered.

"Oh, Nick, you don't have to do that." Adalind tried to protest.

"I want to." Nick replied.

He goes to the kitchen and puts together a morning meal for the two of them. Adalind joins him a moment later.

As they're sitting at the table, she suggested, "We should probably make a shopping list. Since we're living together now, we should make sure our home has stuff we both like."

Nick nodded in agreement. "I looked online and saw that a pregnant woman can't have sushi or processed meat. So I know not to certain takeout home, but is there anything specific to you that I need to know?"

"I'm allergic to raw tomatoes." Adalind confessed. "I can eat them cooked." She then clarified. "I love Italian food and make a pretty good bolognese."

"I like bolognese." Nick said with a smile. "I can make a pretty good pasta."

Adalind raised her eyebrows, clearly impressed. "I guess when I get to having cravings, you'll be able to help."

"And I want you to always tell me when you want something." He said seriously. "Don't feel like you have to keep anything to yourself. I want to be here and I want to help."

Touched, Adalind felt a warmth build in her eyes. She stared at her plate to help fight back the tears threatening to come.

She wanted to blame the hormones, but she knew it was because Nick was the first person to care about her wellbeing.

They finished breakfast decided to head to run errands together, in order to learn more about one another.

Adalind discovered Nick had a special gift for reading people that was most certainly attributed to his grimm abilities.

"That guy is supposed to be on a diet, but he doesn't want to be. He wants to indulge in junk food."

"How can you tell." Adalind asked.

"He keeps reaching for the potato chips, stops himself, reaches for them again, picks them up and then puts them right back."

Nick tilted his head slightly and looked at the man's cart.

"He probably has high blood pressure and high cholesterol. He's got all kinds of high fiber foods in his cart."

Adalind shook her head, but grinned. "No wonder you're your precincts youngest detective."

Nick looked at her with surprise. "How did you know that!"

Adalind laughed. "Renard told me. He said he had a feeling there was something special about you. With how observant you were. Once your aunt came to town and he saw that she had been targeted by a reaper, he realized your gifts came from you being in the line of grimms. I think he was still impressed with your skills. You handled things remarkably well, seemingly without any knowledge of grimms and wesen."

"No thanks to him." Nick grumbled. "My illustrious captain could have informed me at any time what was going on. Instead he sent you to cause me trouble."

"He's got trust and control issues." Adalind explained. "He thinks if he's not holding all the cards, then he's losing." She shrugs. "I thought I could earn his love and trust. I was wrong. He wants power and respect, two things his family has always denied him."

"So I've heard." Nick commented. "Basically, my captain has daddy issues."

"Don't we all." Adalind sighed. When Nick gave her a curious look she added. "My father left me when I was four and I have had no contact with him since. I don't know where he is and he's never so much as sent me a card. I guess I tried to fill that void with a man I thought was strong, ambitious and confident. But, I was wrong." She looked Nick in the eye and said. "The moment I was without my powers, Sean and my mother wanted nothing to do with me. In a way, I should thank you. I would have never realized how unimportant I was to him otherwise."

Nick could understand where she was coming from. The moment things got really complicated, Juliet had shown she hadn't really valued him.

He didn't say it, because he felt that words were empty unless there were actions to back them up, but Nick knew he would show Adalind what it really meant to have someone care about her.

So instead, he placed his hand on the small of her back and they continued their shopping.

A thought slipped into Adalind's mind that anyone looking at them would think they were a couple, what with Nick hovering so close.

Strangely, the man who she had considered her enemy, was now making her feel safe and protected.

They finished their shopping and took their cart to the car. As Adalind was about to pick up a bag, Nick stopped her.

"I got the stuff. You go ahead and get in the car." He said to her.

She gave him a sceptical look and said. "I can help. I'm not an invalid."

Nick shook his head. "You're pregnant. You shouldn't exert yourself."

"I'm also a hexenbiest."

But it seemed Nick would not be changing his mind. He insisted on loading up their things while Adalind waited on the car. She wondered if he would eventually grow tired of being overprotective. He couldn't possible keep this behavior up for the rest of the pregnancy. Could he?

She was used to being completely independent. Used to having to handle everything on her own. She had never had anyone who wanted to take care of her before.

When they returned home, Nick repeated his performance of refusing to let Adalind lift anything.

With a sigh and a roll of her eyes, Adalind resigned herself and just started removing items from the bag and placing them where they belonged.

Of course, Nick felt the need to help. As they moved around the kitchen, without thinking, Nick placed his hands on either side of Adalind's hips, guiding her around him to keep them from colliding into one another.

Each felt an electric bolt course through them at the contact. But they each chose to ignore it as well as the quickening of their hearts and continued with their task.

A tension was building around them that neither one new how to deal with, but thankfully for their sanity, Nick's phone rang.

"Hey NIck." Monroe greeted. "Rosalee and I wanted to know if you and Adalind want to join us for dinner. Rosalee has a special blend of tea she wants to give Adalind. She says it's good for pregnant women. Relieves symptoms, I guess."

Nick looked at Adalind. "Would you like to have dinner at Monroe and Rosalee's? She has a tea she wants to give you."

Adalind smiled. "I'd love to."

"We''ll be there Monroe. Thanks." Nick directed at his phone. He was grateful not only for the dinner invite, but also for breaking the awkward mood that had risen when Nick had touched Adalind so intimately.

"How are things going?" Rosalee asked Adalind later that evening.

"It's been really great." Adalind replied, her tone revealing a fragile woman not used to so much kindness. "Nick has been great. Which I didn't expect. Which has been even more great. He seems to really want to be here and look out for the baby and me."

Rosalee smiled warmly. "That's NIck's nature. He doesn't back away from his responsibilities and he's there for the people he cares about."

"Is he also a little overprotective?" Adalind asked, eyebrows scrunching.

Rosalee grinned. "What's he done?"

"He wouldn't let me lift any heavy bags when we ran errands today." Adalind said. "I'm a hexenbiest. And he was acting like I was made if glass just because I'm pregnant."

"Oh don't worry. It will get much worse." Rosalee warned with a mischievous smile.