A/N: Episode tag to 'Kiss of the Muse,' 2.20

The man standing in the middle of the room was classically handsome – dark hair, tall, with soulful eyes hardly any woman could resist. He would have looked like a model out of the glossy pages of the most popular magazines, had it not been for the worried look on his face.

"I heard you were chased out of Portland," he finally said.

An ugly frown appeared on the young woman's face. "That half-royal – he has delusions of grandeur. If it weren't for him, the Grimm would have been out of the way, arrested for murder like he should have been when he killed his first wesen. But, of course, the half-breed had to interfere."

"I warned you when you set your eyes on him, Khloe. The royals don't share, and even if he isn't a full royal, he still has some of their blood."

"You don't understand, Marcus. You never have."

"I understand family loyalty better than you imagine, Khloe. Your ancestor was the most famous of the Musai in recent history, one of the few whose deeds managed to fill the pages of the history books after the fall of Greece and Rome. I understand why you want revenge for her, but setting after that Grimm was a stupid idea."

"One of his ancestors killed her, Marcus! Immediately after she had managed to get Van Gogh to destroy himself, too! That hunter killed her at her moment of triumph, and when I heard that they managed to break the Hexenbiest's spell – well, I thought it was fitting, destroying him during his greatest moment of success."

The man shook his head in defeat. "You always were impetuous, Khloe. I don't know why I thought I could talk sense into you on this matter."

"I did not come here to have this conversation, Marcus. I assume you haven't had any sort of drastic change in your orientation since I last saw you?"

"Not at all, Khloe," replied tiredly. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"It's best not to let two predators after the same prey live in one territory for long, Marcus. I came here because I knew that we could both hunt in the same area without stepping on each other's toes."

"Khloe…"

The woman turned to face him sharply, her features shifting for a fraction of a moment from a brunette, brown-eyed woman to one with shocking red hair, eyes of the brightest blue, and skin so pale it seemed to glitter in the light. Her ears had lengthened, giving her the appearance of a nymph from ancient myths – at least, until she turned back to her human form as quickly as she had shed it.

"I came here to let you know as a courtesy, Marcus. You wouldn't have known I was here had I not told you – I don't think you make it a habit to keep track of the crimes men commit in the heat of passion," she growled at him. "It's the middle of winter, and we both know that crime rates spike during human vacations. You would have remained clueless had I not come here first."

"You only came here to gather some supplies, Khloe, not out of any sense of loyalty. We both know that, so stop acting like the wronged party here," he finally let out, his irritation at her overpowering all his instincts that were telling him to act courteous towards his guests, even the uninvited ones.

"Oh, don't look so worried – you've heard about the true royal families' plan for Portland, its Grimm, and that upstart half-breed too. I won't be here for long – once that freak is out of my way, I can concentrate on taking my revenge."

Before Marcus could say another word, Khloe turned and started to walk out of the apartment. It was only when she reached the door that she paused and turned back to look at him.

"Besides, it's the season of giving Marcus, in case you haven't heard. And a new hunting ground is undoubtedly one of the best gifts I can give myself right now," she murmured, a dangerous smile curling up her face.

And with that, she walked out of his apartment, and he knew with a sickening burst of realisation that he life had just become more – interesting.

A/N: Because this is the world of Grimm, after all...not everything can be light and fluffy!
Besides, is it just me who got odd vibes from Khloe? She rather freaked me out, the way she was so calm when Renard questioned her - right until he woged, of course ;)
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