Meanwhile, Adalind, Sean, and Trubel are back at the apartment watching the news waiting for Meisner or Nick to call Sean back, when a weird news story comes on.
"And now a news story that comes from Fairbanks, Alaska. A man smashes a window at the hospital and jumps from the second story window, and he survives. There's a video that we will show in just a bit. This man came into the hospital with his year and a half daughter seeking medical treatment. When he was finally seen by the nurse and doctor, the nurse stated that the man had wounds that resembled that of a car accident, but the man insisted that he just fell down the stairs, and he promised his wife if the pain got any worse that he would had to the hospital. After the doctor and nurse had taken x-rays and an MRI, they informed the man that they would have to go over the tests and that if he were to just wait a little while they would be back with his treatment plan, for most of his wounds were halfway healed.
"After the doctor and nurse walked out of the room, they shut the door behind them, and headed to the doctor's office to examine the results. After reviewing all of the man's information they headed back to the room to find the room empty and the window smashed. They then proceeded to the security room where they reviewed the tapes, and this is what they saw."
The newsfeed cut to a surveillance video at the hospital. The tape starts inside the room where the doctors walk out of the room, and the man walks over to the door a few moments later and tries to open the door. Upon the door not opening, the man walks over to the chair where a little girl is curled up in a ball. The man straps on a baby carrier, and then gently picks up the little girl and straps her into the carrier. The man then walks over to the window, and he examines the window and the glass. He turns back around and looks around the room and picks up the chair and walks back to the window, facing backwards to the window he smashes the window.
After the window is smashed the man steps up to the window and examines the edge, and after looks like taking a deep breath he steps off the edge. The video then pans out to an outside view where the man steps out, and is falling, but slows down before he lands gracefully with his feet on the ground. He pauses a moment to check on the little girl before running towards the parking lot, and he climbs into a truck with the little girl in his arms. The news pans back to the reporter, and she continues.
"Everyone that has seen this video is baffled by what has happened in this video. The police were called to the scene and the room fingerprinted, and after the fingerprints were scanned into the police data base they received a match to a Detective Nicholas Burkhardt of the Portland Police Department. The even weirder thing about this man is that he was pronounced dead only a few days ago due to a house fire at his residence here in Portland, after he was reported missing from a car accident on Highway 26 outside of Portland. The detective is obviously not dead for his fingerprints are at the scene at the Fairbanks Hospital." The news reporter said as the screen shifted over and a picture of Nick popped up on the screen.
"An even stranger fact is that Detective Burkhardt is neither married nor does he have any children. The FBI has been called into the case for there is a child involved and the case has gone federal. I'll have more on the case as the FBI finds more information. Good-bye for now." The news ended and Adalind was on her feet.
"Nick, he's got to be alright, right? I mean he wouldn't have just jumped out of a two story window without an excuse right especially with Diana in his arms. Shit! His cover is blown with the others and now everyone in the continent knows that he's in Fairbanks. This isn't good. Shit! Shit! Shit!" Sean was up and had his arms wrapped around her trying to calm her down.
"Shhh…Adalind. Nick is a good cop, and he's a Grimm. He knows how to handle himself and to go unseen by anyone out there. This is just a little set back. He'll be fine and he'll take care of Diana, no matter what."
"What if they find him? He can't take on the Resistance or a big group by himself especially if he has Diana with him. He'll be trying to get her back to me and keep her safe, so he can do that."
"Calm down, Adalind. They're just searching for him, and that means that they haven't found him yet. Sean finally got her calmed down and asleep in the bed, and there was a ringing from the intercom. Trubel walked over and answered as Sean walked back into the room.
"Hello." Someone must have answered her as she put the speaker down, and spoke to Sean. "It's Monroe, Rosalee, Hank and Wu. Do you want me to let them up?"
"Yes, but inform them that I just got Adalind calmed down and asleep so if they are here to do some yelling they better be quite." Trubel nodded and relayed the message to them, and they must have complied because Trubel then buzzed them up. A few minutes later there was a knock at the door, and Trubel walked over to answer it.
Trubel open the door and the four of them came bursting the door. "You knew the whole time that Nick wasn't in that fire didn't you, Captain?" Hank said in a quiet voice but they could tell he was pissed.
"I didn't know the whole time, but that's what Nick wanted. He wanted something that could cover his tracks, make it possible that he was dead, but there was a possibility that he was alive. He told Trubel and me that no one except the three of us could know he was alive. We kept to his wishes unless we had to, and now here's the we have to part." Sean said and Hank looked around the room with a questioning look, and then he looked like he wanted to ask a question, but Monroe beat him to it.
"The three of us. Who else knew?"
"Adalind."
"Adalind was in on the loop that Nick as alive. Why?"
"Because Nick thought that with her being pregnant that stress was something she didn't need, and the fact that he's the father, he made that decision for his unborn son. Don't question me about that, it was Nick's decision."
"So you guys burned down Nick's house as well?" Rosalee asked.
"No, just me, and that was the plan even before Nick ran off. It just got altered do to new developments." Trubel answered and the four of them looked at her.
"You were going to burn his house down, why?"
"Because everyone knew that he lived there, he needed a place where one no one could find him, two he didn't have any memories of Juliette, and three somewhere big enough for him to raise his family with the constant monsters coming after him and easily finding him because he lived in a house."
"So what are we going to do about this problem?"
"You four will be the first questioned. You can't know anything about anything. You have to be alright with lying to the FBI to protect Nick and Diana. Sean is going to direct them to you because he's Nick's police Captain, and can't be involved. Adalind and I are out of the picture. No one can know about us. No one." Trubel emphasized. "Understand?"
The four of them nodded their heads in agreement, and Trubel nodded. "Good. Now go home and get some sleep because the FBI will probably be here tomorrow." Trubel pushed everyone from the apartment and out the still opened door and shut the door in their faces. She turned back to Sean and said, "I'm going to bed." She then walked away and to her room, and Sean followed her to the hallway where he went to his own room there."
Nick woke up at 5 am to his phone ringing, and he sat up pulling his phone from his jeans that he was still wearing. "Hello?" he questioned as he sat up and checked on Diana, who was still sleeping.
"Nico, we need to talk."
"Sean?" Nick questioned, and he rubbed his eyes. "What time is it there?"
"Its 5 am your time."
"My time. How do you know what time it is here?" Nick asked as he sat up a little straighter.
"You were on the news. That stunt that you pulled at the hospital, it was on the news and they have your finger prints. They know you're in Fairbanks, Nick. Stay hidden or run." Sean hung up the phone, and Nick put the phone down, hanging up.
"Shit!" Nick swore under his breath, and he decided that he couldn't leave the cabin for a couple of days. Nick got up and started fixing the house up, and making sure that everything was up and running. By the time it was 10 o'clock, Nick had most of the things and mechanics set and the house cleaned, when Diana walked out of the bedroom rubbing her eyes and into the kitchen where Nick was making lunch. "I'm making grilled cheese if you want one, sweetheart." Nick said as he bent over and picked her up placing her on the counter next to the stove.
"I'd like one," the little girl whispered as she rubbed her eyes.
"All right." Nick pulled a plate out of the cabinet and placed it on the counter next to her as he used the spatula to put the sandwich on the plate. "Have at her." Nick said as he started another sandwich.
"What's the matter, Daddy?" Diana asked, and Nick looked over at her.
"What do you mean, sweetheart?"
"Something is wrong. You're off." She said and Nick wasn't sure how to react.
"Nothing, everything is fine. We're just going to have to stay inside for a little bit to make sure the bad guys don't fine us, okay?"
"Alright." The little girl whispered, and Nick sighed. So what do we have for fun around here?" Nick asked her just to change the subject. Not expecting a response, but the little girl gave one anyway.
"I don't know. I think Kelly didn't have anything up here. She only ever talked about coming up here if she had someone else join us. Now I realize that's you." The little girl sounded so grown up considering she was only supposed to be nine months old. She seemed more like a well versed five year old that look two or three. Nick sighed again hoping that he wouldn't have to go back into town for anything, but he had a feeling that he would have to. Nick was about to grab his keys when there was a knock at the door. Nick headed over to the door and opened it slightly.
"Yes, can I help you?"
"This is 1853 Stony Hollow Lane. I'm looking for a Nico Johnson."
"Package for me?" Nick asked.
"Yeah, contacts of some sort by the looks of it." Nick took the box, and looked up at the man.
"You need me to sign anything?" Nick asked, and the man held out a clipboard. Nick took the pen and signed as Nico Johnson. "Here you go. Have a great day."
"You, too, sir." The man said and walked away. Nick stepped back into the cabin, shut and locked the cabin door, and then he opened the box as he walked towards the bathroom. He pulled out one of the boxes and they were all labeled with the color of the contacts on the box. Nick pulled out a box that said blue and he slipped a set into his eyes. Nick couldn't believe he was looking at himself. If only his hair was a little lighter he'd be golden.
That's when Nick decided to go against what the lady at the store said and grabbed the box of blonde hair dye, and dyed his hair a neutral blonde, and waited the 30 minutes, eating a sandwich and playing cards, a deck he found in a drawer in a hallway, and played with Diana. At the end of the 30 minutes Nick walked back to the bathroom and washed the dye out and hand dried his hair. His hair was definitely blonde, and he was alright with it, at least for now.
He walked out of the bathroom, and Diana gave him a look. "What's up, sweetheart?" Nick asked and Diana smiled.
"Nothing; just took a little bit to acclimate to the color. Do I get to dye my hair, too?"
"No, you are perfect, and no one is going to second guess you for a moment because of how adorable you are." Nick picked her up and he walked out into one of the other garages, and picked a vehicle to drive into town. Nick drove to the Guns and Ammo store, and he bought three pistols, a rifle, a shotgun, and a bunch of ammo for all five weapons. The gun shop owner questioned Nick about the weapons and Nick answered all of the questions as realistic as he could, and the store owner let him leave with all five weapons and the ammo. Nick headed to Walmart on his way home and he bought a few games that he and Diana could play, just the two of them, and then he headed out.
On his way out of the store, he saw one of the cashier's woge, but she didn't notice him even though he was looking right at her when she did it. Apparently, all Nick needed to not have wesen not notice him as a Grimm was to wear colored contacts, and they didn't notice him. Nick drove him and Diana home, and the two of them unloaded the truck and headed inside.
Nick made dinner and after they ate, they played one of the games that they bought that day. After a while they both got tired and headed to bed. Nick helped Diana into a pair of pajamas and then he pulled some on before he curled up in bed with Diana in his arms, because he couldn't sleep without her there.
The next couple of weeks went by with a breeze, and Nick started seeing Kyla Sanders, just to act normal a little bit. They would go out and have fun, things the three of them could do. Everything was going smoothly until one day Nick forgot to put the contacts in, and they ran into a Hundjäger.
"Grimm. I found you." Nick turned around and started pulling Kyla with him.
"Nico, what's going on? What's a Grimm?"
"Nothing. It's a word for someone who can see things others can't." Nick said smoothly, using the definition that Bud gave Juliette when she had no memory of him.
"Like a cop?"
"Yeah, like a cop." Nick said as they reached his truck. "I'm sorry can you take Diana for a couple of hours. I need to take care of something that I just remembered."
"Yeah, I can do that." Kyla said as she gave Nick a funny look. "Nico, you're kind of scaring me a little." Nick had a momentary flashback of trying to explain this life to Juliette.
"I'm sorry. I just, an old cop buddy was in town this week and I forgot about him and to call him, and that guy calling me a Grimm reminded me of that. I'm sorry, Kyla, I didn't mean to scare you."
"Oh, alright."
"It shouldn't take more than an hour tops."
"To see an old cop buddy. Wouldn't you want to spend a little more time with him?"
"No, because he knows that since I got Diana, I don't drink too much and if I stay more than an hour he'll convince me to drink."
"Okay." Nick pulled up to Kyla's house, and Kyla stepped out of the truck. Nick locked the doors and turned to Diana.
"Diana, sweetheart, you are going to spend a little time with Kyla alright. Daddy, needs to take care of things. If I'm not back in an hour, you call this number, and you tell Mommy that Daddy's in trouble and you're at this address in Fairbanks, Alaska. If anything is off call the number anyway. Got it?" Nick asked and Diana took the piece of paper with a nod. "I love you, always remember that."
"I love you, too, Daddy."
"Alright now go on." Nick said as he unlocked the door. Kyla opened the door and took Diana out of the car seat and shut the door. Nick waved to Diana before he took off, and he raced back to the park and started walking around waiting to bump back into the Hundjäger. He didn't have to wait long for he walked right into him an accident. "Hundjäger." Nick whispered, and he took off in the other direction. The Hundjäger took off after him not wanting to lose him again. Nick ran to the most secluded area of the park, and the Hundjäger caught up with him.
"I knew you were going to pick this spot, Nick Burkhardt." Nick was clocked over the head with something from behind, and Nick was knocked out.
Diana spent most of her time looking out the window watching for Nick, but an hour passed with no sign of him coming back. Diana walked over to Kyla's phone and picked it up and dialed the number that Nick had given her. The number picked up on the other end after two rings.
"Hello, Nico?" Adalind's voice rang from the other end.
"Mommy, Daddy's in trouble; I'm at 322 Fairbanks, Street. Come and get me, Mommy. Daddy said if he wasn't back in an hour to call."
"Diana? I'm coming. You stay put and protect yourself against any threat. I'll be there as soon as I can. I promise." Adalind said, and Diana could hear as she was shuffling around in the background. "Nick's in trouble, Sean. Diana's on the phone we have to get to Fairbanks now before they figure out where they are."
"I'm hanging up, Mommy. Bye. I love you." Diana hung up the phone, and walked back over to the window to watch for Nick.
"Diana, were you just on the phone?"
"Yes, Daddy told me, too."
"Who did you call?"
"Someone Daddy trusts." Diana responded, and she left it at that.
Meanwhile, Sean is on the computer buying the earliest plane tickets to Fairbanks as he can swing, and they are on their way in as soon as the tickets are in order. Roughly 5 hours later, Sean and Adalind are stepping off the plane, and getting a rental car and driving to the address that Diana gave her. They soon pulled up out front, and Adalind walked straight up to the house and knocked. A woman opened the door, and Adalind pushed her way into the house.
"Diana, Mommy's here." Diana came running into the room, and Adalind scooped her up. "Hey, sweetheart. Mommy missed you. Is Daddy still not back yet?"
"No, I'm scared, Mommy."
"It's alright, we'll find him. Hopefully."
"What is going on?" Kyla asked from the door way as Sean rushed into the room.
"Oh, good she's safe. Nico's not here?" Sean said as he looked around the house.
"No, he went out with an old cop buddy. He said if he was out for more than an hour he's probably been drinking."
"He was taken. Where were you before he asked you to look after Diana?"
"The park. Just a couple streets over."
"I'm going. You stay here, Adalind, and I'll be right back to get you then we're going home." Sean walked out of the house, and Adalind turned towards Kyla.
"How do you know, Nico?"
"We've been kind of going out for a couple of weeks." Kyla said, and then continued, "Who are you and how do you know Nico?"
"I'm his girlfriend, Adalind." Adalind pushed her coat back to show the bulging baby bump, and Kyla stepped back.
"I'm Kyla. I guess he wasn't really seeing me then."
"No, I'm afraid he wasn't. Though he probably did like you, just not the way you wanted him too. You didn't sleep together did you?"
"No, one kiss, and I initiated it. That explains why he backed away so quickly second thoughts about his daughter's mother."
"Yeah." Adalind said as Sean pulled back up to the house and rushed in.
"He's gone. We have to get out of here. Quickly. I think the Resistance has him." Sean said as he pulled Adalind from the room.
"Nice talking with you." Adalind said as she shut the front door behind her. Sean pulled her to the car and they took off for the airport boarding there returning flight and heading back to Portland. When they landed Sean quickly pulled Adalind and Diana to his car and they rushed back to the apartment. They took the stairs, and finally reached the top floor, and they entered the apartment, where Trubel, Hank, Monroe, Rosalee, and Wu were waiting.
"Where is he?" Trubel stood up and asked as Adalind shut the door behind her.
"He's gone. The Resistance got him, but we got something else." Diana stepped out from behind Sean and just peeked around his legs.
"You got Diana. But they want her and they have Nick. What are we going to do? We're obviously not trading her for him."
"No, obviously. I've gotten in touch with Meisner, and I have a meeting with him in a few hours. I will tell him to tell the Resistance to back down and give Nick back."
"And if he doesn't?"
"Leave that to me." Sean stormed out of the apartment, and Adalind stepped farther into the apartment with Diana.
"Are you tired, sweetheart?"
"Where's daddy?"
"I don't know, sweetheart. I don't know." Adalind picked up the little girl and walked back to her room where the two of them cuddled together and drifted off to sleep.
"Oh, my…Nick has been captured by the Resistance. That isn't good."
"Except, Nick hasn't been here, yet, so he doesn't know where Diana is."
"That's our only advantage, Trubel, but they're still going to interrogate him and probably torture him to make sure he is telling the truth."
"Not our only advantage." Hank said, and everyone looked up at him.
"What do you mean?"
"Nick has that whole looks like he's dead thing that he has when he slows his breathing. If he's knocked out he might do that, and they might just think he's dead and dump him somewhere."
"In the river probably." Rosalee said.
"Not necessarily. The FBI is looking for Nick. If they drop him off at a hospital, the FBI will stop looking for him, and they don't have to deal with him."
"Possible but not likely."
"It's to give us hope. Which is what we want at this point. Right?" Everyone looked around the room and shrugged. "We want Nick back, right?"
"Yes, of course, but the odds are not looking good, Hank. He's not 100% as it is, and with the added injures that he has probably accumulated do to not taking care of himself. Nick is not in good shape."
"We are not giving up on him." Adalind shouted as she walked back into the room with Diana clean and newly clothed after Adalind gave her a bath. "You can't. He's not dying I need him."
"Adalind, calm down. We will do everything to get him back." Sean said, and he wrapped his arms around Adalind. "I will get on this and find him. I will make sure they don't get her either. Don't worry. Take care of you and our little girl." Sean finished, and he walked out of the apartment.
"I think it's time for everyone to go. We'll deal with this when all of us have a better night's sleep." Rosalee said.
"That sounds like a good idea." Trubel said as she stood up, and everyone followed her lead. "Drive safe," she said as she walked to her room, and Adalind picked up Diana and walked to her room. Adalind walked into her room and set Diana down in the little toddler's bed that they had Trubel buy after they got the call from her to get her.
"Mommy, can I sleep with you?"
"Sure, sweetheart." Adalind answered as she picked Diana back up and walked over to the bed.
"Daddy always did it with me. I don't think he could sleep without me there." They curled under the covers, and Diana fell asleep almost instantly, and all Adalind could think of was Nick curled up in bed with her wrapped in his arms because he couldn't sleep without knowing that she was safe. Adalind placed a kiss on top of Diana's head, and she slowly fell asleep with Diana back in her arms.
Nick woke up with his wrists shackled above his head and his feet barely touching the ground. Nick groaned as he stood on his tip toes to stretch, and the groan turned into a groan of pain as pain shot through his entire body. Nick could hear someone walk into the room but he couldn't lift his head because of the pounding throughout his head.
"Nicholas Burkhardt. It's a pleasure to finally meet you, in an official manner. I'm Martin Meisner. I knew your mother. I am sorry for her passing, though I have to admit I didn't know you were her son until after her death."
"Meisner, why does that name sound familiar?"
"I'm one of Sean Renard's contacts. I got Adalind out of Italy, and I snatched Diana out of the Royals' grasp before you stole her out of mine. The Resistance really would like her back Nicholas."
"The Resistance won't get her out of me, because I don't know where she is, and you aren't going to find he either. The people that have her aren't going to trade her to you to get me back, and honestly, what was the point of kidnapping me."
"Information. Plus we would like you on our side, Nicholas. You are one tough nut to crack, and now that your girlfriend is out of the picture there really isn't any leverage to be held against you. Except maybe Adalind Schade."
"And why would you think that she would be any leverage to me. I hate the bitch!" Nick lied, and Meisner rolled his eyes.
"Nicholas, I know she's carrying your unborn child. You can't lie about that. We have her under surveillance, along with Rosalee, Monroe, and your partner Hank. Though we can't figure out the connection to the tall, skinny brunette that keeps escorting Miss Schade around."
"You wouldn't, would you? I'm not telling you anything. I just have one request after you kill me can you at least leave my body in Portland where it could be found."
"I'm not going to kill you, Nick, but I have been given permission to torture you until you comply. But I will make that promise just in case it's needed. Let us hope it doesn't come to that."
"Which won't work as I've already told you. But thanks for the offer."
"You'd be surprised at what a person would agree to under severe torture. Mine and Sean's friend Sebastian found that out the hard way. And I'm sorry but I have to tell you, you really don't look good as a blonde."
"I couldn't care less." Nick smirked, and Meisner pulled out a pistol and shot Nick in the shoulder causing Nick to scream. "Son of a bitch!" Nick could feel his heartrate slowing as he tried to calm down. Meisner walked up to Nick and ripped his shirt off and grabbed a knife off the table that Nick hadn't noticed until then. "Has that been there the whole time?" Nick asked and the sarcasm just dipping off his words.
"Yes, it has, Nicholas. I'm surprised you didn't notice it earlier."
"I wasn't really paying attention." Meisner turned to the table, and he continued torturing Nick. Nick eventually zoned out a little bit, and Meisner slapped him across the face to bring him back to reality.
"You have a pretty high pain tolerance, Nick Burkhardt. I'm impressed. Not many people can try and sleep while being tortured."
"I'm sorry, just tired. Would it be possible for me to take a little nap and then I'll be nice and lively for you when I wake up. I really don't mean to ruin your fun trying to torture me."
"Sure, Nick. I just need to make a call." Meisner walked away, and he pulled out his cell phone out. "Oh, look at that. I need to call an old friend back. He tried to call me, trying to get me to talk to the Resistance about giving you back." From Nick's angle, it looked like he dialed a number and placed the phone to his ear. "Sean, old friend. It's so good to talk to you. What can I do for you?" He paused for a moment and then said, "Wait, let me just put you on speaker I need someone to listen in to this conversation." Meisner walked back over towards Nick and pulled the table right in front of Nick and placed the phone on the table. "Alright, Sean. Do continue."
"Meisner, I wanted to talk to you about Nick. The Resistance took him, and he doesn't know anything about where Diana is. Trust me. Would it be possible for you to convince them to release Nick?"
"Ah, my dear old friend. I thought we would hit this snag. I have no intentions of allowing Nick to be released. You see I'm having too much fun." Meisner picked up a gun and pointed it at Nick's abdomen.
"No, no. Please, don't." The gun went off, and Nick screamed as the bullet tore through his abdomen. "You son of a bitch. I will kill you. Mark. My. Words. I. Will. Kill. You!" Nick screamed, and was probably exactly the reaction that Meisner wanted.
"Meisner, you don't have to do this. Nick didn't do anything to you. He only ever wanted to do what was right, for Diana. She has the right to grow up with a normal life. Give her time to be a kid; she's already been through too much and she's only eleven months old. Please just let him go."
"Being protective over your Grimm, Sean. That's adorable, but unfortunately there are only three things that'll get Nick released from our custody. One, he agrees to work with us, and he'll raise Diana for us under our supervision; two, you hand her over to us without any question on how she is being raised and how we are using her abilities, and then there's three, which I really hope it doesn't come to this because honestly it'll be a complete accident, because it's not our intentions, Nick here dies and we lose our leverage. Do you understand, Sean?"
"I understand. I'll talk to my people. I would say nice talking to you, but it hasn't." Sean hung up the phone and Meisner turned to Nick.
"See thank you for the reaction that you gave me. It was very helpful in the negotiation process, Nick."
"Fuck you!" Nick shouted as he spit at Meisner's feet, and he spit out some blood.
"Well, that doesn't look very good now, does it? I hope your friends make a decision quickly, Nick." Meisner walked out of the room, and Nick could feel as the blood loss was starting to take effect of his body. He couldn't keep his eyes open, and after a few minutes of fighting he finally gave in closing his eyes and passing out.
Sean hung up the phone, and he ran out of his office. He walked straight up to Wu and Hank who were sitting at their desks. "Hank, I need to track the last call that came into my cell."
"Why?"
"It's Nick. We need to talk in my office." Sean walked back to his office and Hank and Wu followed him. "He's in worse condition than we assumed. I'm hoping that he can hold out just a little longer. At least until we find him." Sean said as Hank closed the door to the office.
"What do you mean?"
"My friend that I thought could help, is not going to be of much help at all and by not much I mean none at all. He's the one holding Nick."
"What? How did you find that out?"
"My friend was torturing Nick while on the phone with me. He gave me an ultimatum, and I know I can't meet the requirements."
"What were the requirements?"
"He gave me three options that would get Nick released. One I hand Diana over to them."
"Which is not happening. Adalind would never let that girl out of her sight ever again. Especially around you."
"Agreed. Two Nick agrees to work with them, get Diana, and he would raise her as his own and work with the Resistance."
"Again Nick wouldn't do that over all of our dead bodies let alone willingly."
"He's being tortured so he might, but if he doesn't that leaves option three which is the worst."
"How can anything be worse than Nick agreeing to betray all of his friends because of torture?"
"His death."
"That would be worse. Never mind." Hank frowned and he looked at Wu.
"I don't know how to respond to this so don't look at me."
"Well, if I was Nick I'd do a double cross. I'd agree to retrieve Diana and work with them, and then use us to lure them into a trap, or he would withstand the torture until he has a plan to escape."
"I wouldn't get your hopes up on that. If Nick's being tortured there's probably bleed being drawn and Nick is already weak at this point, Captain."
"Which is why I wanted you to track the last call into my phone."
"Let's do this. Pray we find him before its too late." Hank took the Captain's phone and headed out of the office and back to his desk with Wu on his tail.
"I hope it is not." Sean whispered as he watched the men work.
Meisner walked back into the room to check on Nick, and when he walked into the room, Nick was still hanging from the ceiling, and his head slumped against his chest, and as Meisner walked closer Nick looked pale as a sheet. Meisner noticed this and he ran forwards to check the Grimm's pulse, and it was nonexistent. The Grimm was lost. "Shit!" Meisner shouted under his breath, and two guards walked in.
"What's wrong, sir?"
"We lost him. Dispose of the body at a hospital with an ER. I promised I'd leave him somewhere that he would be found." The guards walked up pulling the keys out of their pockets and unlocking the cuffs around Nick's wrists. As soon as both were released Nick's body dropped to the floor in a crumbled mess. The two guards picked up his body and walked him out of the room. Meisner followed them out, and the men placed Nick's dead body in the back of the SUV as Meisner climbed into the driver's seat. The two men climbed into the backseat, and Meisner pulled out of the garage and onto the streets of Portland. He drove to the nearest hospital, which was Legacy Good Samaritan Medical Center.
Meisner pulled up in front of the Emergency drop off, and the two men quickly got out and tossed Nick onto the sidewalk in front of the door there; they then climbed back in the car and Meisner pulled away. He pulled his cell phone out and dialed Sean's number. Sean picked up on the second ring.
"Hello?"
"Sean, I'm sorry. But he's gone. I guess he was a little weaker than we expected. You can find his body at Legacy Good Samaritan Medical Center." Meisner hung up the phone and tossed it out the window.
Sean hung up the phone and looked at Hank, and Hank read the expression right off the bat. "No, he's lyin'. Nick's gotta be alright."
"I'm afraid not. But there is one way to find out. He's at Good Samaritan." Sean grabbed his coat, and Hank and Wu followed suit.
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Alright there's a couple of things today.
1) if you want some more please review, because I've gotten a few reviews of people liking this fic but I'm not sure how many are actually liking it I would like to know more of your guys' thought because this is my first Grimm fic I've been mostly writing Destiel and Sabriel Fanfic so thoughts and any negatives would be appreciated to because I would love to know how to make my writing better.
2) My roommate has started a blog, and she would like to get feedback and read her blog. She'll be posting things from her everyday life to the fandoms that she's in to music she likes, and if you write fanfic she says she'll review your fanfic and post the reviews on her blog, and help you if you want some help. If you're going to do that though she would appreciate it if you were to go under contact and email the links to her. The URL is .com. I really enjoy the blog, but she would love more readers than just me and her friends. I think some of you would enjoy, because she's a lot like me in fandom and music sense. I hope you like it if you read it. And she has a Facebook page now that when ever she posts on her blog it's posted on Facebook, she's Deana Novak.