Another one inspired by the kink meme, for the following prompt: When Renard finds out what Hank and Nick had to do to help Nick get back his vision, he's glad that Nick's okay, of course. But how the hell is he gonna explain that one in the report?

Staring at the sheets of paper lying strewn across his desk, Captain Sean Renard of the Portland PD let out a loud groan, fighting off the desire to bury his face in his hands in defeat.

There were a lot of things he hated about the end of the year. The holidays were a large part – it seemed the truly insane ones loved to come out during what was supposed to be the merriest time of year – but that was far from the only reason. Had that been the case, he would just have shelved winter along with all the other holidays that seemed to attract the worst offenders, Halloween definitely the worst among the rest.

No, there was also the little matter of paperwork.

He might have been the undisputed ruler of Portland, member of one of the seven royal houses (even if the houses themselves would happily have disowned them if they could), but that was only in his wesen life. And no matter how many times that life crossed over with his job in the Portland PD, the fact remained that the life of a cop was his human life.

And in his human life, he had things like seniors and bosses to deal with, the kind that he was pretty sure his whole department thought didn't exist.

Sure, most times, manipulating them into doing what he wanted was child's play. Any royal child of the age of five could make them do his bidding, all the while letting them think that it was their idea all along. Unfortunately for him, paperwork was what the government ran on, and there was no way he could manipulate his way out of it – a fact he knew well enough that he never tried.

This winter was worse than the others. Ever since Burkhardt had become aware of his ancestry, it was like the wesen community seemed intent on involving themselves with matters than sent them on a collision course with the law. What was worse, it usually happened within the jurisdiction of the Third Precinct, which meant that his detectives got involved, and the paperwork landed on his desk.

He liked to think that he had gotten rather creative in thinking up stories to hide the truth behind the nature of wesen related crimes, but occasionally, there were the ones that stumped even him.

And the piece of paper in front of him, with its reference to case that he would have loved to see completely forgotten, was perhaps the most difficult problem he had ever faced.

He wasn't interested in seeing Nick permanently crippled – that would affect his duties as Grimm a bit too much, and make his efforts to patrol the wesen of Portland even more difficult – but honestly, this exceeded all boundaries. They had had a deal, damn it, a deal to make sure that wesen who had to be dealt with by Nick weren't killed in a way that was too difficult to explain. He was sure that they could have managed the situation without creating this big of a mess – in fact, he wouldn't be surprised if they had chosen the route they did just to create more problem for him.

And then, there was this.

Not for the first time, Sean Renard cursed his brother. He had no doubt that Eric had had a hand in that – there was no other way that one of them could have travelled so far, all the way to the United States and Portland. Even dead, his brother still found ways to make Sean's life nigh unbearable.

After a few hours staring at that same, mocking sheet of paper, Renard finally gave up.

He got up and moved around his desk, opening the door to his office just enough so that he could poke his head out of it. "Burkhardt! Griffin!" he called.

They were the ones who had decided to rip off a Jinnamuru Xunte's eye, which meant that they were the ones who got to come up with a plausible, non-supernatural way to explain it in his paperwork.

He would just call it an early Christmas present from two of his best detectives – which, regardless of how much trouble they often caused him, they were.

A/N: Because, let's face it - no one's brave enough to ask Renard for paperwork more than once a year, and he definitely doesn't have the time to do it more often than that.
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