Just little snippets from the show that I thought I'd add.
Monroe was worriedly pacing in Adalind's bedroom where he and Rosalee were keeping an eye on Nick's partner, Hank. Rosalee was sitting near the bed, looking slightly stressed as she tried to reassure Monroe, "He had to do this alone."
He scratched at his chin and turned back toward Rosalee. "I mean, how do we know when it's over?" he asked her. She nodded toward Hank, replying, "If Hank wakes up, then she's dead."
"And if Hank doesn't wake up?"
Rosalee didn't say anything, she didn't need to. A mixture of emotions on her face when she looked up at Monroe. His eyebrows rose and his eyes widened. He started pacing again, and cried, "I should have gone with him."
There was nothing but worry and anxiety in him as he waited. Relief flooded through his body when Hank woke up. It had to mean Nick was alright, Monroe wouldn't allow himself to think anything else might have happened.
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While Nick was thinking on their cover story for Juliette, all Monroe could think about was how twenty years from now Nick would be with him instead of Juliette. These thoughts were incredibly distracting and made it awkward for him to sit at the same table with Juliette.
It was when she began to practically interrogate the two over the first case they had worked, that Monroe had to practically beg for her to go get a copy of the dinner recipe. He and Nick simply didn't seem to be on the same wavelength about how Monroe had helped in finding the little girl. Which was hugely frustrating for Monroe.
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He couldn't believe there was a strange woman attacking him and Rosalee in Nick's house. It kind of pissed him off and he immediately voged. He could sense Rosalee had also done so. If Nick had not gotten in the middle of the three of them, Monroe would have definitely dropped a can of whoop ass on this woman. Dressed head to toe in black as though she had just hopped out of the pages of a random comic book. He could hear Nick trying to defuse the situation, but his anger was distracting him from really listening.
"Who the hell is this bitch?" The Blutbad yelled. Nick gave him a defeated look. Nick really was just done for the week. Too much had happened. Juliette had fallen into a coma, he'd been attacked in his own home, and now this.
"She's my mother," Nick replied. Monroe's eyes grew and he looked back and forth between the two Grimms for a second before asking in a stage whisper, "Dude, is she supposed to be, not so alive?"