A/N: Ah yes, finally the next chapter. I know I was supposed to write it last week but half of the time I was so exhausted from my trip and then was in work etc etc. But now I have it here, yay!

Chapter 9

The ropes weren't giving up, no matter what she did. Lucy sighed frustrated. She had struggled for a while now, hoping to achieve at least something with the wiggling. She didn't know how long she had been there but she knew she had to do something. Soon.

Lucy tilted her head downwards and tried to shake the bag off. It moved a little bit but didn't fall all the way.
"Oh c'mon," she mumbled and sat on the ground. She grabbed the bag with her knees and pulled. It took three attempts and one 'ouch' (for tugging her hair) to finally get it off.

"Thank goodness," Lucy said and gave out a relieved laugh. She breathed the fresh air and looked around. As she had feared she was left in the middle of what seemed like a forest. She didn't know what time period she was in and she could only hope she wasn't in a war zone or anything like that.

Lucy was already exhausted from everything that had happened. Knowing that she possibly wouldn't be able to get home any time soon didn't make things any better. Her hands were still tied and she didn't know how to get them free; she didn't even have any sharp objects nearby. And so she drifted into a light dream.

A sudden noise awakened Lucy. Time had passed and the sky was coloured with hint of orange. Still dozy she tried to focus her eyes to her surroundings.
"Hello?" she asked. "Is someone there?"
She didn't get any answers but a sound of small sticks breaking nearby. She turned her head and saw movement next to a huge rock. But it wasn't anyone who could help her, in fact it wasn't a human at all. It was a wolf.

"Oh my god," Lucy whispered and observed the animal. It had noticed her and was now alert, coming slowly closer to her, watching her every movement carefully. Lucy wasn't sure if she should be as still as possible or on the contrary make a lot of noise to scare it away. She was too scared herself to act so she decided to close her eyes and prayed silently.

She could hear the animal being closer, now less than 15 feet away. Lucy tried to concentrate on her breathing, hoping that she would calm down and the wolf would just walk past her. Neither of those happened. The animal was now way too close to her comfort and it let out a small growl. Lucy's heart was pumping faster and faster. This can't end well, she thought.

Just as the wolf was closing in, something hit it and the animal let out a whine. Lucy opened her eyes curiously. The wolf stared something at the distance and showed its teeth but something flew right past Lucy, almost hitting the wolf again. Alarmed the animal backed off, first taking few steps backwards but then decided to flee the scene.

A man's voice said something but it was a language Lucy didn't speak. The man came into her view and spoke again but Lucy just stared at him stunned.
"I don't understand," she said in her own language. The man seemed to understand her.
"You no German?" he asked with an accent.
"No, I'm not," she stated. "I'm an American."
"Oh. Nice."

Lucy was confused why he thought it was such a good thing. The man grabbed his axe and walked closer.
"What are you doing?!" she shouted with panic in her voice.
The man stopped immediately and raised both of his hands.
"No worry. Free," he said and pointed at her.
"Oh, sorry," Lucy sighed. The man walked behind the tree to get her hands free.
"Stay."
"Where would I even go?" she questioned and realised then what he had meant. There wasn't much space between her hands so if she wanted to keep them both in one piece she would have to be very still. "Oh."

There was a thump that made the tree tremble and her hands were indeed finally free.
"Thank you so much," she said relieved as she stood up. She still had ropes around her wrists but at least she was able to use her hands normally.
"You welcome."

"I'm Lucy, by the way," she introduced herself. "Lucy Preston."
"Jacob Grimm," the man smiled. Lucy's eyes widened a bit. Oh damn.
"Well it's nice to meet you, Jacob," she said and they shook hands. She couldn't believe she had just been saved by one of the famous Grimm brothers.

"I'm sorry to bother you but where exactly am I?" Lucy asked glancing the surroundings.
"Hanau," Jacob stated proud. "My home."
"Okay, that's… great!" she smiled unsure. "Is there a city nearby?"
"City? Far. Not here."
"Oh great," she sighed. How was she ever going to get home if she was in the middle of nowhere?

"Come," Jacob said and started walking.
"Where?"
"My house. Not far."

Lucy decided to go with him for she didn't really have any other options. She just hoped someone would find her. Sooner rather than later. Find me, please, she sent a thought to the universe.

A/N: I was supposed to put some German text here also but then I realised that I don't know anything about that language. So it was safer to just put bad English instead. Anyway, I'm not a historian so don't focus on the historical details so much :)