Nick was frozen for several moments. He unscrewed the top of his beer and took a long drink before he croaked, "Say that again."
Quinn's hands fidgeted some more. "The Grimms are meant to keep Wesen at bay from attacking humankind, right? Well, the Grimms can't just die off while there are still Wesen out there that may be considered dangerous. Just like Wesen have super human abilities and certain trait advantages, so does the Grimm.
Males in the Grimm line have an ability to, erm, reproduce either by being impregnated themselves, or by impregnating either gender." Quinn let Nick and Monroe digest what she had just said.
Monroe was slightly glad at the news that he hadn't been the gestational carrier He allowed himself an inner laugh at the thought that Nick was his bitch. Then quickly forced himself to be serious. This was future business that they were all discussing which is some pretty heavy stuff.
"It's, it's not in the books though," Nick said quietly. Quinn couldn't help but roll her eyes and quote what he said numerous times in the future. "I'm real sure someone in the Grimm legacy would jot down, in a book filled with masculine and macho deeds, all about the night they knocked up some poor village boy." Monroe snorted and Nick took another drink. He ran his hands through his raven hair and let them fall to his knees. The Grimm slowly shook his head.
"I'm not sure what to ask next," Nick admitted.
Quin shrugged. "It's cool, I don't know what to say that won't totally screw with the future. So, it's kind of a level playing field?" She let out a light laugh, even though she knew it wasn't that funny.
"Is he human or Wesen?" Nick asked suddenly.
"Huh?" Quinn tucked a lock of wavy brown hair behind her ear and tilted her head.
Nick shook his head and explained, "Your other father. Is he Wesen?"
Quinn thought hard, tilting her head to the other side, before responding. "He's someone that you love very, very much. In this time, you have a tight bromance going on, but you're both too stubborn and straight to realize what's in front of you." She was proud of her answer, feeling she was vague enough that she hadn't given anything away.
She watched Nick pale and wondered what she said wrong.
"God," he finally croaked out. "It's not, not Hank is it?"
"Oh my god Dad! No it's not, and if you ask me if it's Wu, I will get out of this chair, just to slap some sense in to you." Relieved Nick took a few more swigs of his drink.
The teen shook her head at him and muttered, "Jeeze, do I look like a mixed race baby or something?"
Monroe frowned and said, 'Wait a minute here, both your dad's are being too straight and stubborn?" Quinn blinked before suddenly remembering that her dad and her aunt Rose had not started dating yet, and that female Blutbad had left Portland.
"Oh yeah, yo-I mean, he, my other dad dates aunt Rose for a bit before they realize it's just not meant to be." If Nick wasn't so distracted by the situation and having the 'you're going to be a mom' bomb thrown at him, he probably would have noticed Quinn's slip up.
"Well, when can Nick expect to know about this guy?" Monroe asked.
Quinn shook her head refusing to divulge to her dad when he would hook up with Nick. Noticing the look in Monroe's eyes though, she sighed and said, "Soon. That's all I feel comfortable saying."