Chapter 18 Juliette

She turned the corner into the station heading towards the room where Nick's desk was, having been there several times before. The two of them were just coming it into the hall. Adalind's coat was open and she was clearly sporting a baby bump, with Nick right by her side. When Kenneth had bailed Juliette out that very morning, she figured it was just another ploy of the Royal family to get Diana back. Now she knew better. Juliette felt nauseous.

"Juliette," Nick said in alarm glancing at Adalind.

"So it's true, you really are going to have a baby," Juliette's hearing started to become distant like she was in a tunnel, as she took over. "Well, congratulations." Then looking at Adalind she said, "I should have finished you off when I had the chance!" She began walking towards them.

"Adalind, get behind me," Nick said. Then he looked at her and ordered, "Stop right there, Juliette!"

"Well, don't you two make a cute couple," she said.

"You know exactly how this happened, Juliette," Nick responded.

"I sure do. Adalind said it was a real whopper," she spat still advancing.

Putting his hand on his gun, Nick ground out, "Do not come any closer."

Juliette seemed trapped inside herself forced to watch this whole nightmare play out. "What do you expect me to do, let that little whore get away? It's time she paid!" She threatened.

Adalind said with eyes wide, "Juliette, listen to me, I came here because I have a way of helping you." Help me, ha!

"I've had enough of your help," she snarled pressing toward them again.

Releasing his weapon from the holster, Nick commanded, "Stop! Nothing's going to happen here. You need to leave before we have to use force."

Juliette found her voice, "I am in hell, Nick, and it's time she went there with me."

"Hank, Wu, Miss Silverton needs to leave," Nick said glancing behind her.

"You're choosing her over me," Juliette said with anguish giving her real self strength to speak.

"I'm choosing my son!" Nick glared at Juliette. "Now, I told you I never wanted to see you again. What about that didn't you understand?" There was steel in Nick's eyes, but not a shred of the love they had shared for years.

With breaking heart, Juliette replied, "You're right, I do need to leave," then to Adalind, "We'll catch up later." Right about the time I rip your pretty little throat out! There was no further reason to fight her, Juliette thought walking away giving up control completely. Well, it's about time! Miss Silverton indeed! It's time for a little payback. Nick Burkhardt has hurt me for the last time. You have no idea what you've got coming, Mister Grimm!

"He actually told me to leave her alone," Juliette said looking out the window of Kenneth's suite. Passing up the champagne he held out, she continued, "after what she's done to us."

"Well, now that he's going to be a father, his protective urges have shifted," Kenneth responded taking a seat across from her.

Juliette took a breath and looked at Kenneth, "What's in it for me?"

He lifted his glass to her and said, "A whole new life with a family that values what you are and what you can do. This not about one city, one country. This is about everything. Not to mention the family's very generous. You can have anything you want, so will you be a pawn or a queen? It's up to you."

She asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Kenneth pressed his lips together before asking, "Nick must have some way of communicating with his mother, yes?"

"Yeah," she replied.

"Wouldn't it be wonderful if Nick was in mortal danger and needed mommy's help. I do hope she's the heroic type," Kenneth proposed continuing to smirk.

"First I need to take care of something," she stipulated forming an idea. "Call it a distraction so Nick won't know what we're up to."

Speeding along the rural lane, she felt invigorated with the prospect of taking a big bite out of the mighty Nick Burkhardt. Juliette remembered the first time she researched a particular Wesen, combing through Nick's books. Well what would he do without all those precious journals. This was for all those years he had lied to her, all those times he had put being a Grimm before her, and for today there in that hall when rejected her. She was about to wipe that smug, authoritative look off his face. Stopping at the gate, she hopped out of the car, but when she glanced down the hill, there was nothing. Where the hell is that trailer? Running over to where Aunt Marie's trailer should have been, she noticed fresh tire tracks in the moist Oregon earth. Nick! That is it! she fumed thinking about the conversation with Kenneth earlier where her weaker half had told him what happened. Maybe it was time to send Mommy Dearest an email. Wrath had her practically sending sparks between her fingers, such was the charge she emanated. Walking back to the car, every small tree and sapling in a ten foot radius of her bowed outward till they cracked flattening to the ground under her fury.