Spoilers for s02e04 - Quill

So, now that I've started watching season 2 I have found that Nick's mum is A LOT nicer than I wrote her but that's cool, I had fun with her anyway. Probably a good thing I didn't start watchibg halfway through the story...

/ / / Picnic \ \ \

Roddy carried the picnic basket as the group traipsed through the woods. Elly swore she knew the best place to have a picnic and she had spent hours cleaning her aunt's old picnic basket. Holly had her arm curled into Roddy's elbow and was tugging him off course as she whipped her head around to look at different trees and animals like she hadn't lived in the forest for years.

"It's just up ahead," Elly said and Roddy continued walking after her. Nick was next to her and in the last week he had completely changed, he smiled more and was back to how he was before his mother had come back. Roddy didn't know why but something had changed and he was glad for it. He had wondered for a second if he and Elly had finally worked out their shit but they weren't sneaky enough to hide that from anyone.

Barry and his father were walking a little off to the side and Rosalee and Hank were walking at the very back of the group as though no one would notice them holding hands and making faces at one another as they walked.

"This is it," Elly said turning to them and smiling widely. "Isn't it perfect?"

Roddy looked around the clearing but he couldn't see anything different about this spot to the rest of the forest that they have hiked through but he just smiled at Elly.

"It's the same as the rest of the forest we walked through," Barry said with a scowl.

Roddy looked at the tall bear and rolled his eyes. He went to the edge of the clearing and put down the picnic basket. Nick rested the esky next to it and took one of the picnic blankets off Holly to flick it out over the forest floor.

"It was nice of Elly and Nick to invite us to join them at this picnic, Barry." Frank told his son firmly.

"Like I want to spend time with these people," Barry said with a snarl.

"Okay," Roddy said turning around and ignoring the head shake from Nick. "We get it; you're wounded but suck it up before we kick your arse into a bloody tree."

Barry let his face change and growled at Roddy. Holly snarled behind Roddy but he trusted Elly to keep her out of this. "I don't want to be here but what makes you think you could kick my arse into anything?"

"You are hurting but it happens, your mum died and you are going to have to deal with it. So you can pull your head out of your arse and let Elly and Nick help or you can go and sit in the corner."

"We're in the forest, there is no corner, idiot." Barry said but he stalked off to the edge of the clearing.

"I'm sorry," Frank said frowning.

"Don't," Nick said. "He'll be okay, he just needs more time."

"He needs to be clocked in the jaw," Roddy muttered to himself but Elly let out a snort of laughter.

"Lunch," Elly said clapping her hands together. "Everyone find yourself a spot."

Everyone sat down and then Elly began to unpack the food…and it never seemed to end. When she was done everyone began to eat and Roddy believed that it would never all be eaten and yet as he watched it steadily disappeared. Roddy was just cutting himself a piece of pie, because even at a picnic you were not allowed to eat the dessert before the 'real' food, when Barry slammed down into the ground next to Roddy.

"I'm hungry," Barry said and Roddy lifted an eyebrow. "Thank you, Elly."

"You're welcome," Elly beamed and Barry glared down at his own lap as he ate.

Roddy was slipping into a food coma when there was a rustle in the woods and suddenly Barry, Holly, Elly and Frank were up and changed. Roddy had to scramble back when Holly and Barry both almost stepped on him. A Wesen ran out of the trees and straight for them, he didn't even react to the Grimm standing in front of him as he ran towards them. Elly hefted her aunt's picnic basket and whacked the man in the head. Roddy walked over when he went down and Holly growled at him.

"What is wrong with him?" Roddy asked.

Hank and Nick looked at one another.

"Everyone get out of here, we'll take care of him, he's dangerous."

"He looks like he's got the plague," Roddy said and a hand yanked him back and away from the body. "Jeez, Holly, we've talked about gent-Barry?"

"Do you have any preservation instincts?" Barry asked and folded his arms over his chest before he went to stand next to his father.

"We might need to contact you all later for statements," Hank said even as he pulled his phone out.

Rosalee stopped him. "The hospital can't help him; we need to get him back to my shop."

"Why?" Hank asked but he put his phone away.

"He has the Yellow Plague, I can help him, they can't."

"Okay," Nick said. "Hank and I will carry him back to my car."

"I'll come with you," Rosalee said and grabbed her canvas bag.

"We'll sort everything else out," Elly said with a bright smile. "Rosalee, if you need any help…"

"I'll call," Rosalee nodded.

Nick, Hank and Rosalee left and Elly turned to them with a smile.

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