A/N: No Beta so really sorry for any and all spelling and grammar mistakes!
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters to Grimm.
Chapter Two:
Nick woke up and realised that he again had no memory of making it to his bed last night. It had happened a few times in the past where he had fallen asleep on the couch after work or a late night watching television with Monroe.
He had often awakened with a serious creek in his neck and had been as Monroe put it "grumpy and pouty".
Then one morning Nick had woken up comfortably in Monroe's spare room with no aches and pains and always felt well rested.
The big bad blutbad had taken to carrying Nick to the room on such nights after hear this announcement.
This like many of the blutbads other actions made Nick smile and feel warm, safe and for the first time in a long while, content.
Sighing, he suddenly remembered the conversation they had had last night before he had fallen asleep.
It again involved Juliette.
Ever since he had become a Grimm, his relationship with her had started to become muddled, a tangle of worry lies and upset.
Things that seemed like small faults between them before now seemed bigger. For instances Juliette had never really liked Nicks profession and had liked it even less when he was promoted to Detective.
His time was not his own and that caused a strain between them. But now?
Now, Nick thought to himself reluctantly as he stepped into the shower, things were a complete mess.
His philosophy was, always expect complications in life.
The key he found over the years was over coming them as quickly and as efficiently as you could.
Nick was beginning to realise that he was trying to hold on to something that just wasn't there anymore with Juliette and it really wasn't fair to either of them to keep going on as if they were still the same people they had been when they met.
Getting out of the shower he quickly dressed and headed downstairs, going over in his head what he planned to say to Juliette after he phoned her and arranged to meet up some time today.
Luckily, today was one of his few days off so he knew it was a good opportunity to have a serious discussion without work getting in the way.
Entering the kitchen he felt the tension and anxiety that had been plaguing him since he woke up leave him at the smell and sight of Monroe's homemade pancakes decorating the kitchen table.
No matter what mood he was in the clockmakers cooking could always derail his worries or lift his spirits.
"Morning" came the greeting from Monroe who was just finishing making a pot of coffee as Nick took a seat.
"God Monroe this looks amazing" said Nick remembering his manners before he dug into the food.
It tasted amazing as well. He sighed happily when the first splash of coffee hit his tongue and slid down his throat.
They ate in companionable silence for a while until they both finished with their breakfasts.
"Monroe I'm going to be meeting with Juliette today" said Nick not wanting to hide anything from his friend.
"Have you decided then what you're going to do?" asked Monroe as he got up to take their dishes to the sink.
"Yeah, actually I've decided that well…" begun Nick as he helped Monroe to clear the table.
Nick didn't know why it was so difficult to explain his decision to the clockmaker.
He stood next to Monroe with his back to the counter as the man started to wash the dishes.
"Nick come on man it's me, what is it?" asked Monroe nudging him in the ribs.
"I just don't want you to think less of me" said Nick realising that it had been one of his concerns.
"I won't" promised Monroe looking at Nick solemnly before continuing with his task.
"Well, I've thought about this a lot. I mean obviously I have because what I'm talking about is very important and…"
"Nick stop babbling" said Monroe rolling his eyes at Nick's hesitation.
"Well…" but before Nick could continue his phone started to ring.
Sighing out loud at the interruption he looked at Monroe apologetically but the blutbad simply smiled and motioned for Nick to answer it.
"Burckhardt" he said stepping away from the sink.
"Hey Nick, its Juliette. I thought maybe we could have breakfast together instead of lunch if that's ok because I made way too much" said Juliette with laugh.
"Um, yeah sure I'll be at the house in a few" said Nick.
"You have to go" said Monroe when Nick hung up.
"Yeah but it's not work its Juliette I..."
"Oh hey man no need to explain. I'll just catch you later" said Monroe as he dried off his hands and made his way to his work bench.
Nick could tell that something was up with Monroe. He seemed annoyed by something, but for the life of him Nick couldn't figure out what.
Seeing that Monroe had already pulled out a clock he'd been repairing for the last couple of days he made his way to the door.
He had known the man long enough to realise when to and when not to ask questions and he obviously did not want to be bothered right now.
Deciding he'd ask about it when he got back he hurried to his car.
The quicker he met up with Juliette the quick this would all be over and done with.
OOOO
Monroe listened for Nick's car to pull out of the driveway before he gave up the pretence of working.
Truthfully he was angry with himself for being angry with Nick for rushing off to Juliette. Logically he knew he had no right to be but it didn't matter. He had had to stop the protective growl that had been ready to explode out of his chest when he had heard her voice on the phone.
He had superior hearing compared to humans and even to a Grimm and so her voice had echoed through his head like she was standing right there in the kitchen between him and Nick.
Monroe now found himself realising that his inner wolf was giving out very clear signals.
For Monroe they were very dangerous, and felt almost like big yellow and red warning signs that were now obscenely flashing repeatedly in his mind.
When his grandmother first told him as a young cub about these sort of feelings she had spoken reverently about the experience.
Then again it had probably never crossed her mind that her grandson would choose a Grimm for his life mate.
But that was what it felt like. Ever since Nick had moved in Monroe had been noticing the small tells that every mature blutbad should experience once he found his mate.
And worst of all they were becoming more and more obvious and less easy to control and hide from Nick.
Which meant he was in serious trouble.
A/N: Ok I'm so sorry this is taking me so long to post! Really busy with college and work and it feels like I have no time lately for anything else.
But if People are still interested and are enjoying the story, I'll try and get chapter three up as soon as I can! =)