Adalind excitedly showed Nick an apartment she just knew would be perfect for them.

"There's a gym that's free to all tenants. And a swimming pool. The roof of the building is done up so people can socialize. With plenty of benches, tables, chairs and gardens."

They made an appointment to see the apartment that they would be renting. Nick had to admit he was really impressed.

It had an open floor space, no walls that separated the kitchen from the living area. There were two nice sized bedrooms. A smaller room that could be used as an office. And floor to ceiling, wall to wall windows in the living room that let in plenty of light as well as provide an amazing view.

"There's also a room that has brand new state of the art washer and dryer in it." Adalind expressed joyfully.

"Those are really going to come in handy when the baby comes." NIck observed, understanding why Adalind was so pleased with the place.

They signed the paperwork that day and made plans to move their stuff in.

Adalind decided she wanted to sell all of her furniture and make the new place a combination of her and Nick.

She didn't want Nick to feel like everything had to be Adalind's way and Adalind's style. That he was supposed to do all of the sacrificing.

The new apartment was supposed to be as much his home as it was hers. And while it was fine to have all of Adalind's stuff in the apartment she had already been renting, she felt it wasn't right to have it that way in the new place.

Nick would have had no problem with having everything the way Adalind wanted it. But he wasn't going to complain on getting to have his input either.

The two went shopping to furnish their new home.

As strange luck would have it, the handmade furniture shop Adalind wanted to look into was owned by a member of the eisbiber lodge who recognized the "grimm who saved them" right away.

The eisbiber noticed the grimm with a very pretty blonde woman, who had her hand over her belly as she gazed at a hand carved crib.

Understanding what was going on, he walked up to the expecting couple and said, "Mr. Nick. It is an honor to have the grimm who helped my eisbiber lodge here! Please, anything you want. It is yours! I absolutely insist." He turned to Adalind and said, "That includes all of the furniture for the wife and upcoming baby of the hero grimm."

As Nick was attempting to protest that getting free furniture for doing his job was unnecessary and Adalind tried to explain that she and Nick were not married, a woman shouted that she needed assistance, easily drowning out the two.

The woman walked up to the shop owner in an aggressive manner, obviously expecting to be helped that very moment and refusing to allow any other outcome.

The shop owner excused himself from Nick and Adalind and focused his attention on the demanding woman.

Nick read her as a human woman who always had to get her way from service industry workers because she felt disrespected in her home life.

"She knows her husbands cheating on her and is getting back at him by doing a lot of shopping." Nick whispered to Adalind.

"Why not leave him?" Adalind wondered out loud.

"She doesn't want to live without the money." Nick responded. "She's unhappy with her marriage. But she'd rather be in a bad marriage then have to work in order to live in the lifestyle she wants."

Adalind shook her head and sighed. "Money means nothing if your heart is always breaking. I grew up with money. Always had designer clothes and anything I wanted. Except for my parent's love and support. WIth my father leaving me when I was four and my mother an ice queen who left me by myself alot, all of those expensive things were just meaningless objects that did nothing to take away the loneliness."

Nick had too agree with her. He had dealt with his share of loneliness and heartbreak. A big house becomes even lonelier and emptier when you're the only one in it. He needed a soft body to wrap his arms around and a friendly smile in a pretty face at the end of the day, in order to chase away the horrors of his job.

Subconsciously, Nick closed the distance of a few inches between Adalind and himself. He placed his hand on the small of her back and guided her to a comfortable looking couch that had just caught his eye.

Images of curling up with Adalind, watching movies and eating popcorn while the rain fell steadily outside danced through Nick's head. He could easily picture holding their baby boy or girl while he or she napped on his chest. Adalind's head resting on his shoulder.

The owner of the shop saw them at the couch and made a mental note to ask them what color scheme they wanted for their home. He was certain it would be no problem to get them everything they wanted within a short time. The eisbiber made a call once he was done with the demanding woman, and the entire eisbiber community of Portland was made aware of the grimm moving into a new place and expecting a baby.

That meant that two weeks later, when Nick and Adalind were able to move into their new apartment, an entire army of eisbiber showed up, ready and willing to help them.

"You just tell us where you want everything." Mrs. Worstner, Bud's wife said.

Her husband had informed her that Monroe, the grimm's best friend, had explained the grimm was expecting a baby with a hexenbiest. And the child had been conceived under strange circumstances where no one was to blame. But that the grimm's previous live in girlfriend had been angry anyway and had left.

So now the grimm was handling his responsibilities like the good and honorable man that he was. He had chosen to live with the hexenbiest so he could be there for her during the pregnancy and they could handle child caring together.

It made Mrs. Worstner respect the man all the more, and she and the entire eisbiber community wanted to help in any way that they could.

And when the eisbiber want to help, they are always very thorough.

That included having the walls of the new apartment painted in the colors Nick and Adalind had been overheard talking about in a paint shop.

"You didn't tell me you had an army of furry and cute stalkers." Adalind laughed.

Nick groaned. "I keep telling them I was just doing my job."

Adalind wrapped her arm around his, batted her eyelashes at him and said, "I guess they just find you so wonderful."

Nick shook his head at her but didn't stop the grin that spread on his face at her teasing. It was nice to see her handle the sometimes very strange circumstances of his life with ease and humor. And for her to be comfortable enough with him to tease him. It was a good sign for their future as co parents.

Given the circumstances surrounding why she and Nick were living together in the first place, there was very little else that Adalind felt couldn't be handled.

She would gladly deal with Nick's over enthusiastic fan club, as long as he remained in her life.

From all that Adalind had seen so far, being with Nick was worth the dangers and the oddities that came with his life.

Nick was the sweetest, kindest and most considerate man Adalind had ever met. He made her feel safe and cherished.

From all of the wonderful things that came from being on good terms with Nick, there were bound to be some less than wonderful things.

So far, that latter list included Nick's overprotectiveness, his occasional reverting back to his so called zombie state, and now the revelation that he had an entire eisbiber community following his every move and wanting to do anything for him.

Those seemed like very small prices to pay to get to have a man as good as Nick focus his attention on her.

Mrs. Worstner went up to Adalind and said, "I'm going to leave a notebook here with all of the names and phone numbers of the women of our lodge. If you need anything, please be sure to let us know. When the baby comes, we'll be here with food and help with cleaning and laundry. We are all more than happy to help in any way we can."

"That's very generous of you. Thank you all for everything." Adalind said sincerely, tears welling up in her eyes at the genuine offers.

No surprising, when the eisbiber had finished with helping Nick and Adalind settle into their new apartment, the duo discovered their kitchen was fully stocked.

"Not only do they help us move, but they give us enough food to last us for weeks." Nick commented as he looked into the fridge and found several jars of homemade jam, as well as a couple of casseroles and other dishes of food.

Adalind walked into their bedroom and gasped. "Nick! They gave us a hand carved bed!"

Not only a bed, but an entire bedroom set. Several pieces and all matching. Each one in a style and elegance that belonged in a mansion.

Nick felt a little guilty about accepting such an elaborate gift. It must have taken the eisbiber a large amount of time and skill to make such beautiful furniture.

But any objection Nick would have voiced vanished at the look of delight on Adalind's face. Her smile was bright enough to rival the sun. And it was worth dealing with the over enthusiastic appreciation of the eisbiber just to see.

It didn't take long for the two of them to become settled in their new home. And even though there were two bedrooms, Nick and Adalind still shared one, including sharing the beautiful bed the eisbiber made for them.

Adalind had been sure to voice to Nick her need to have him beside her.

"I just feel safer knowing you'll kill whatever comes through that door."

The surge of pride that rose in him at those words made Nick feel on top of the world. He loved the feel of having a powerful woman put so much faith and trust in him. It made him feel as if he were accomplishing his role as a man.

Especially knowing he made her feel safe.

It made him decide to take a big step and show her that he would trust her and let her see a part of his life he only showed a rare few.

"Adalind?" He brought up to her one Friday evening, after moving into their new apartment and they would have that whole weekend free. "You're pregnant with someone who has half of my blood. And there's a good chance that he or she will be a grimm like me. I think you need to see my families collection."

Adalind knew that Nick must have a place where he kept his grimm weapons and things, but never in her life did she believe she would get to see it.

She was speechless as he took her to The Trailer. Much quieter and subdued then Monroe had been. She simply stared at everything around her in a sort of reverent state, as if she had been granted access to a hidden fault in a museum.

"This is everything I have that is apart of my grimm heritage." Nick explained in a soft tone. "Everything I inherited when I became a grimm." He placed his hand on Adalind's belly. "Everything this one will inherit."

Nick and Adalind looked into each other's eyes and Nick told Adalind, "A heritage that you're apart of now."

"Thank you." Adalind whispered as her eyes filled up with tears. So touched by the faith and trust Nick was giving her. She made a vow to never shatter that trust. To do all that she could to show him that she was a better person, much wiser than she had been.

They spent a few hours that night and most of the weekend looking through everything.

Adalind even pointed out to Nick some of the things his ancestors got wrong.

"Have you been adding to the journals with your own adventures?" Adalind asked.

Nick grinned proudly and showed her. Then admitted, "I haven't written anything yet about the after effects of the cracher de mortal spraying me."

"And you haven't found any passages that talked about one of your ancestors being attacked by one?"

"One of my ancestors did meet one. But wasn't sprayed with it's goo. I seem to be the first to experience that privilege." Nick said with sarcasm.

Adalind sighed. "I guess it was too much to hope that someone had already dealt with this and hadn't had any troubling issues with it?"

Nick wrapped his arm around her. "The effects haven't been that bad. Certainly nothing dangerous. And you're a powerful hexenbiest. I have full confidence that if anything does go wrong, you will more than be able to handle it."

She turned in his hold to cup his face in her hands, look him straight in the eye and said in full sincerity. "I will do everything in my power to make sure you survive. I won't raise this baby on my own. Not without you. Even if I have to go to hell in order to drag you back. I will."

Not only did Nick believe her, but he was also impressed and a little turned on by her passionate statement.

He responded to her intense proclamation by assuring her that he would do everything in his power to stay in hers and their baby's lives. Then kissed her on her nose to make her laugh.

When Nick's friends were told of him showing Adalind the trailer, they all had a mixture of surprise, trepidation and understanding.

It was certainly a big step and they understood why Nick did it. They all just wanted to be cautious.

But Adalind was apart of their group now. They all accepted it.

And as it turned out, Adalind having access to the books became very useful since the hexenbiest knew many languages and could translate when needed.

"She speaks German as well as I do!" Monroe said in shock the first time they heard Adalind read a passage from the book.

"I did live in Austria for while." Adalind explained with a laugh.

"Why Austria?" Rosalee asked.

Adalind sighed with shame. "I wanted to get revenge on Sean for breaking my heart. I thought if I could get close to his brother, than I would find a way of getting over him and get his family to help me prove Sean wasn't as amazing as he made me and too many other people believe."

"I take it nothing worked as you planned and that was why you moved back?" Monroe asked. And earned himself glares from both Rosalee and Nick.

Adalind answered the blutbad anyway. "I discovered that Eric was even more foolish and power hungry than Sean. And just as obsessed with having the grimm on his side." Adalind looked at Nick. "Which was pretty obvious by the way he turned Portland into a zombie apocalypse just to kidnap you."

"Proving that even if you can have a really elaborate plan, it can still go horribly wrong." Monroe said.

"It never occurred to Eric that a grimm wouldn't react the same as wesens or humans to the cracher de mortal." Rosalee commented.

"As I said. Just as foolish." Adalind restated. "That's why I moved back. I realized the royals were never going to learn from their past mistakes and if I stayed around them, I could have gotten myself into too many of their messes. I like Portland. I'm used to Portland and I felt that I belonged here. I also didn't like the feeling I had run away just to get over broken heart. My pride insisted that no man was worth that."

"And then you come back. Have sex with Nick while he's in a zombie state to keep him from killing you and end up pregnant with his baby. That's a strange twist of fate."

Nick and Rosalee shot Monroe more incredulous looks.

That night while Nick and Adalind were crawling into bed, Nick felt the need to say, "I'm sorry about Monroe. He kind of doesn't have a filter."

"It's alright." Adalind assured Nick. "What he said was true. This is all kind of crazy."

She smiled wide and gestured around them. "Look at us now, sleepy in the same bed."

Nick could see her point. And since Monroe's statements hadn't upset her, he figured it was all alright.

Two days later, Nick's phone signaled a call. Seeing that it was Adalind he quickly answered it.

Instead of a greeting, Adalind responded to Nick's hello by wailing into the phone.

"Monroe said that because I'm a hexenbiest and you're a grimm and you were in a primal state when we conceived our baby that they might be mutated in some way. Monroe is right. We really don't know what to expect with this baby. He or she could be a hexen grimm or a grimmerbeist or a new being all together."

"Honey." Nick kept his voice calm and soothing. "Please take a few breaths for me. Are you at the spice shop now? Good, stay there. I'll be there soon." He hung up the phone with a sigh, then looked at Hank and said, "I have to go. I have to calm down a hysterical hexenbiest then strangle a blutbad.

Hank chuckled, "Good luck with both."

On his way, Nick reminded himself that he loved Monroe and that the blutbad was his best friend and had helped Nick a lot since the two men had met. That it was just Monroe's nature that often had his mouth running with the worst case scenarios at times. And he couldn't possible have meant to upset Adalind.

The moment Nick walked through the spice shop door, Adalind ran into his arms. Sobbing.

Rosalee gave him an apologetic look. "Monroe hadn't realized Adalind was listening. He was speculating on what your baby could be and unfortunately she heard him."

Monroe came out of the side room's door. "Dude, I'm sorry. I swear I didn't mean to upset her." The blutbad gestured at the blonde with her head buried in Nick's chest.

Nick shoots a glare at Monroe and moved his hands over Adalind's form, keeping his voice soft and soothing said, "Everything will be alright. Whatever happens we can deal with it together."

Adalind looked up at him teary eyed but with hope and adoration shining on her face.

He smiled back at her tenderly, wiped a tear away with the pad of his thumb and placed a kiss on her nose, making her giggle.

Monroe sighed with relief. A hysterical hexenbiest was a ticking time bomb in his opinion and he had been worried about the condition of the spice shop. Fearing Adalind would have caused more that a few things to break if she had continued to be upset.

The blutbad was grateful for Nick's ability to calm Adalind down.

It seemed when it came to this particular hexenbiest, this particular grimm had a magic touch.

Even more impressive, was Nick's ability to keep his touch gentle while his eyes threw daggers in the blutbad's direction.

After a lot of reassurances that they would be able to handle whatever special traits their baby inherited, Nick took Adalind home, with a promise of getting her her favorite take out food and sitting with her on the couch to watch her favorite movies.

"Honey, I love you, but please be more careful with what you say around Adalind." Rosalee begged.