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Monroe stood quietly over the stove, his large shoulders making a U-shape as he bent down to look at what he'd intended to be biscuits. The stove was on the fritz again, for the fourth time in a year.

He'd been trying to keep himself occupied, trying to keep himself from glancing at his phone every two minutes like a teenager, hoping to see a text from Rosalee. Though he did feel like he deserved some kind of communication by now, it'd been a whole week since their little moment in the shop.

Not that he was complaining but he felt a little used, she asked him to do it, she seemed like she had a good time. He really thought they'd connected, but now he was alone in silence starring at burned biscuits.

Vibration in his pocket pushed him out of his state and he excitedly fished the phone out of his jacket.

" Monroe." He answered cheerily, instantly worried he sounded too excited.

" Uh, hey Monroe." the voice on the line said.

" Oh...what's up Nick?" He said with an audible frown and returned to starring hatefully at his biscuits.

" I actually have a story for you. Do you want to come out for beer?" Nick said.

" Yeah, uh maybe someplace we could eat. I kinda just ruined my dinner."

" Sure.I'm around Mississippi right now sooo. Falafel?" Nick said.

" Wolf and Bear's you mean?" Monroe said sarcastically.

" Hey, I was picking it because it's vegetarian you're making it a wolf thing." Nick chuckled.

" I'll see you there." Monroe said as he ended the call.

He found nick waiting for him in the little side lot that the food cart rented out, one of the only places with it's own seating, it was quite a comfortable cart to visit. Nick was waiting at the table and briefly explained that he'd already ordered for them and Monroe should just sit.

With a glance at the two people inside busy making their meal Monroe lowered himself down onto the bench with his hands in his jacket pockets. Leaning his back onto the picnic table facing out, starring at nothing in particular.

" You alright?" Nick asked and as Monroe turned to look at him he offered, " You seem a little out of it?"

" Yeah...yeah...I'm fine." He answered distantly.

Nick smiled and shifted to sit similarly to Monroe, " If you don't want to talk about it..."

" It's just Rosalee man." Monroe groaned, feeling instantly better as the truth spilled out of him.

Nick looked at him a bit quizically as he stood to grab their food from the counter and placed it on the table.

" I haven't heard from her..." he paused to shove a pickled veggie in his mouth," since what happened last week and it's driving me crazy. I mean I know people need space and all but I'm starting to feel used you know."

Nick's expression turned from confused to surprise to a bemused grin.

" Monroe, what happened last week?" He asked while piecing together his pita and falafel.

Monroe's eyes widened as if he'd been caught at something and turned away to taste the baba ganoush.

" Monroe..." Nick teased.

Turning to swing his long legs under the table Monroe hunched over his plate, shoveling falafel into a pita like he was angry at it.

Nick looked at him expectantly and Monroe bristled, long hair appearing on his jawline and disappearing in the same moment.

It didn't escape Nick's attention, at one time he may have shirked away from that kind of reaction but instead he stayed close and put a hand on his friend's shoulder.

" You're really upset about this..." He stated.

Monroe set down his falafel and took a deep breath, his shoulders rising with his inhale.

" I can't eat if I'm all worked up you know..." He mumbled and Nick nodded behind him, still expecting an explaination.

" We slept together." He said, opening his eyes and watching Nick's reaction which looked to be a bit or surprise and a bit of approval.

" aaannd you're upset because?" Nick asked, thinking that that had been along Monroe's interests when it came to Rosalee.

" And she won't talk to me man.." He whined and returned to devouring his falafel with a frown.

Nick nodded and thought for a moment, what would it mean if Juliet did that. But that didn't really make sense then, because they certainly were not sleeping together right now. Nice reminder.

" Maybe she is worried about what you think of her?"

" Why man?"

" I have no idea. Maybe she is worried about taking things too fast?" He offered.

The blutbad sat up straight and looked at his friend, " You know. That's probably it honestly. We'd talked about it before and she'd said she wanted to not rush things. I guess we did a lot of rushing last time I saw her."

" Before?" Nick prompted.

" Yeah , when I took her on a picnic...why are you laughing?" Monroe said, his frown returning.

" It's just cute man... Especially because you're.." He began and Monroe raised his eyebrow, ready to accuse him of being speciesist again. " ...and you're going out into a park to have a quaint experience of nature. Isn't that a little funny?"

" Dude, About as funny as ' Devour: A vegetarian cookbook for the wolf in all of us'. " Monroe grumbled while Nick burst into laughter.

" Come on man, that was a good joke, I remember you laughed. " Nick said trying to gain his composure.

The pair set off to a bar down the road and as Nick raised his hand to get the attention of the bartender Monroe continued to sing his woes.

" I was just swinging by the shop to see her and the next thing I know she's saying 'kiss me'. Shouldn't I be the one who is upset?"

Nick shrugged as he handed a beer over to Monroe, " Sometimes doing what women tell you to do can get you into trouble too I guess. You should just swing by the shop, don't let her run away."

Monroe furrowed his brow at the second meaning of the suggestion and Nick snorted a laugh holding up a hand in defense.

" Sorry sorry. Not like that... Just...I'm sure it'll be alright, you're uh good with people." Nick said with a sheepish smile earning him an exasperated look from Monroe.

"You had a story for me?" Monroe prompted, happy to change the subject before the advice staled.

Nick tipped his bottle to him, " Yeah I did. So today I go to a crime scene, it looked pretty standard as far as homicide goes. Murder suicide for certain, so we close up and head outside and this kid is spray painting our car. How the hell he managed to do it with all of the cops around I will never know, but the funny thing is he sprayed a pig onto the car. But he was a bauerschwein!" The two burst into laughter, " I don't know if he was calling us pigs or putting his signature on it." He choked between laughs and the two laughed even harder.

The place they go to is real, and it is really good too. Hope you enjoyed this little bit of Nick and Monroe. More Rosalee soon!