Parrish took a deep breath and looked in the dirty bathroom mirror, combing his hair again. He adjusted the collar on his button up and unbuttoned the top button. He untucked the shirt and nodded firmly. Casual, but still nice.

He stared at his reflection for another moment and quickly tucked his shirt back in. Too casual, too casual. Gotta look nice for this date, he told himself. Gotta impress the folks.

He nodded firmly and smiled widely at a knock, quickly walking to the door. He opened it and smiled at Eve. "You look beautiful! Not that you don't always look beautiful, you just look even more beautiful. Extra beautiful."

She giggled softly and rolled her eyes. She wore a simple black dress with heels and her hair pulled into a ponytail. "You look very nice, Jordan. Let's go, dinner's almost done."

He nodded and shut the door, locking it before following her downstairs. "What's for dinner?"

She smiled slightly and unlocked her car, sliding into the passenger seat. "Crockpot cooked chicken with rice and vegetables."

He smiled and slid into the passenger seat. "Sounds good. What should I expect from your family?"

She pulled out of the parking lot to drive home and tapped her fingers. "Jacob is my younger brother, he's very quiet but observant. Inherited autism from our mom. Wilhelm is my older brother, he likes knives and unlike his knives is extremely blunt. Dad is Philip, you will call him Sir or Mister when addressed, he's not old school but he's still protective. Mom died a few years ago from cancer so we make healthy donations to cancer research every year. And we legally work with the Argents and their arms dealing company. I think that covers everything."

He nodded along and smiled slightly. "Are you related to the Grimm family? The names are oddly familiar."

She chuckled and nodded. "We are, actually. Some slight name changes over the years keeps us just out of reach from public eye."

He smiled and tapped his fingers on his leg. "Very cool. So, do y'all uh often hunt werewolves?"

She shook her head, pulling up in the driveway. "Only when they're causing harm to others. We protect the innocent, not kill them. Now, come on."

He smiled and stepped out, taking a deep breath as he followed her inside. She glanced at him and squeezed his hand, smiling slightly. He relaxed some and smiled slightly, gently squeezing her hand.

She led him to the dining room and he smiled politely. A young man sat at the table, stacking small plastic cups. He was surprisingly lanky and thin with his shaggy black hair pinned back with bright green hairclips. Across from him, another man sat with a military-shaved head and baggy clothes, one leg thrown over the arm of the chair and playing with a steak knife.

Jordan smiled politely as they looked up and waved slightly. "Hi, I'm - "

The young man interrupted, "Jordan Parrish, twenty-five, six foot, deputy at the Beacon Hills Sherriff department for a few years, joined the military after highschool and got blown up in Afghanistan before getting possessed by a hellhound."

The older one snickered and nodded. "Dad! The boyfriend's here!"

Eve sat down beside Jacob and sipped her tea "Well, no need to stand there, come and sit. We don't bite."

Wilhelm grinned toothily. "Well, I will if you ask."

Jordan smiled and shook his head, sitting beside Eve. "No, thank you. I take it, you're Wilhelm?"

The other man nodded. "Call me Will, though. Wilhelm's a mouthful and too old."

Philip walked out, carrying a platter of chicken on rice with vegetables surrounding and stated, "It's an old name you should be proud of. Nice to officially meet you, Jordan. Or, do you prefer Parrish?"

Jordan smiled and stood up, shaking his hand after the platter was set down. "Jordan is fine, sir. It's nice to meet you."

Philip gripped his hand tightly and smiled. "Nice to meet you too. Feet down, Wilhelm, this isn't the couch."

Jacob smiled and carefully slid his pyramid of cups aside, leaning forward. "Can't do that at the table, it's rude."

Jordan smiled slightly and nodded, relaxing as Philip sat down. "This looks and smells delicious, sir."

Philip waved his hand and fixed his plate, tugging off a leg. "Dig in and see for yourself. It takes time to let it all cook together and too much seasoning throws the whole thing off."

Eve smiled and fixed her plate, sliding a few pieces of potato onto her plate. "Dad takes his food very seriously."

Philip pointed his fork at her. "Hey, I never hear you complaining."

Eve held up her hands. "It's good, I'm not complaining."

Jordan chuckled softly, glancing down at Wilhelm's look. "And how's your cooking, Deputy?"

Jordan smiled slightly and sipped his water. "I keep it simple and usually make things that last a few days. So, stews, pastas, my grandma had this one recipe for lasagna that is just the best. I usually end up eating out for long nights at the station though."

Philip nodded along. "You should make your lasagna one night. Jacob likes lasagna."

Jacob nodded and glanced down when Jordan looked at him. "I do, pasta is really good. No wheat noodles though, those are wrong."

Jordan smiled and shook his head. "They taste too different."

Eve smiled slightly as Jordan talked with them through the meal and relaxed. They got along and there was practically no tension like she expected. Even Jacob wanted to talk with Jordan and he was usually too reserved to openly talk with new people.

Eve led Jordan out and loosely held his hand as they walked to her car. "This was a lot of fun."

Jordan smiled and nodded. "We should do this again, I'll just have to make enough lasagna for everyone."

She nodded and smiled when he opened the driver door for her, sliding in. He grinned and walked over, climbing into his seat before she drove back to his apartment building. She walked him up to his apartment door and he held her hand.

She glanced up at him and turned light pink, shifting slightly. He smiled slightly and bent down, mumbling, "May I kiss you?"

She smiled and nodded. "You may."

He grinned widely and gently kissed her, loosely hugging her waist. She relaxed as his natural heat surrounded her and slowly kissed him back. He pulled away after a moment and smiled widely.

She giggled softly and bit her lip. "I'll see you around, Jordan."

He grinned and nodded, kissing her forehead. "See you around, Eve."

She squeezed his hand and smiled, letting go to walk back down. He grinned widely and did a small happy wiggle, digging in his pockets for his keys. He blinked when he didn't feel them and softly groaned, but couldn't stop smiling regardless.