A/N: This was originally going to be the end (with a slightly different end to the chapter), but it just kept writing itself so now there's one more chapter/an epilogue.

"Hey Burkhardt, did you bring food for the rest of us?" Wu calls across the station.

Nick ignores him as he sets the couple of bags of takeout on his desk so he can wiggle out of his coat. Hank glances hungrily at the bags, but he waits until Nick's back is turned to reach for one. He is not quick enough because Nick turns back around and smacks his hand away before Hank can actually steal any food. Hank gives his partner a hurt expression.

"The food is not for you." Nick states as he drapes the coat over the back of his chair.

"I'm your partner."

"The food still isn't for you. I told you I was going out for lunch. If you wanted something then you should have told me, and I would have picked it up for you."

"It would have been my luck that you forgot about it ordering food for Captain Renard." Hank mutters under his breath.

Nick rolls his eyes. "I would have gotten you lunch if you asked."

Hank shakes his head in disbelief because Nick can say what he likes, but Hank knows the truth. Ever since the hostage situation, there has been something different between them. Nick will not admit to anything and no one else has answers, but Hanks suspects there is something going on. Nick pays no attention to his partner's inner-monologue as he picks up the food and makes his way to Renard's office.

Renard raises his head to the sound of a knock on his door. When the police captain sees who it is and sees the food, he gestures for his detective to come inside. They had not been spending any time together outside the office between all the various cases and court dates so Renard started making sure that they spent time together even if it was in the office. Nick just followed suit because he has learned that he likes spending time in Renard's company. He is also really pleased by the fact that he has not seen the familiar car in front of his house since Renard told the creatures to back off. He could do without the teasing from Wu and Hank though.

Nick tosses a sandwich from one of the bags to Renard. Renard catches it easily and leans back in his chair. Nick pulls out his own food and settles in one of the visitor chairs.

"You would have to be careful about how much you protected me." Nick says in between bites.

Renard's slight smile grows into leaner and slier grin. He looks at Nick, but does not say anything.

"And, even though the protection is nice, you have to let me deal with creatures on my own otherwise no one will take me seriously." Nick rambles on. He knows what Renard is hoping for, but he cannot bring himself to say it quite yet. He looks like he wants to change the subject so Renard indulges him.

"Have you been left in peace?"

"Yeah." Nick nods. "Also, speaking of peace, I hope you won't give me preferential treatment if I start to disturb your balance."

"You already have. Several of my subjects have expressed their concern about your presence."

Nick makes a face. "Sorry."

"It's no problem. You have yet to disturb the balance enough for me to consider you a threat." Renard's voice contains a warning tone. Nick is concerned about what it might mean, but he does not intend to discover what it means. "I won't give you preferential treatment," Renard agrees, "but you have to understand that my job as ruler will always come first to me above whatever relationships or other jobs I might have."

"Just like I will always be a cop first before I'm a Grimm." Nick adds.

"You'll go through with it then?" Renard questions.

"I will." Nick agrees.

Renard balls of up his sandwich wrapper and makes the effort to get out of his chair to throw it away. On the way back to his seat, he pauses next to Nick and glances around before stealing a quick kiss. As the detective heads out to get back to work, he encounters his partner, not working, looking smugly at Nick.

"What was that?" Hank asks gesturing vaguely at Renard's office.

"What was what?" Nick asks back even though a blush is creeping up his face.

"That kiss." Hank glares. "It must be serious if he is kissing you in the station, but how come you didn't tell me about it?"

"Because there wasn't anything to know about until recently."

"Yeah, right." Hank spits out sarcastically. He is annoyed that Nick did not tell him anything.

"Look. I promise I'll tell you first thing next time I get involved with one of our superiors. Can we just get back to work now?" Nick asks.