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A/N: This was inspired by the Wedding Wishes video on YouTube.
Since we don't know if the Captain will survive yet, for the purposes of my story he will. Also, Nick hasn't lost his powers. Yet.
Thanks to Random Person for pointing out that Candy never game WU her number! I missed that.
Candy almost didn't see the piece of paper stuck in the doorframe. She grabbed at it as it fluttered to the ground then picked it up and read it.
You didn't give me your number, so that's
Either your subtle way of blowing me
Off, or you were so impressed
By my kissing skills that
You completely forgot. Since I'm
Hoping that it was the latter, here is my
Number. If it was the former,
When I don't hear from you,
I'll take the hint.
-Drew
555-1568
Candy smiled as she grabbed her phone and texted the number.
'Definitely the kissing thing.'
'That's what I was hoping.'
3 weeks later..
"Wu's texting a woman," Hank said, watching the Sergeant.
"And you know this how?" Nick asked.
"Watch him. He gets a message, smiles as he reads it, answers, puts his phone down, and then does it all over again two minutes later," Hank said. He continued as Nick turned to watch Wu across the room. "I know you've been with Juliette forever, but that is a man talking to woman he's interested in."
"How do you know it's not just a friend?"
"He stops what he's doing to answer her," Hank replied. "If it was just a friend, he would wait."
"So what are you thinking?"
Hank leaned back in his chair. "We need to get that phone."
"And just asking him wouldn't work because?"
"I asked him yesterday and he denied it," he replied. "Besides, I'm bored."
With the Captain still in the hospital, they hadn't been catching many cases and there just happen to be a lull in Wesen activity as well, Nick was enjoying what he figured to just be the calm before the storm, but Hank was going stir crazy.
"Do you have a plan?" Nick asked.
"We get him to put it down."
"Brilliant."
Hank smirked. "Follow my lead."
He walked over to Wu with Nick behind him.
"Hey, man, you remember that case we had a couple of months ago, the murder in the Rain Bar?" Hank asked.
"What about it?" Wu replied.
"Could you look up the case number for me? I want to go pull the evidence and look it over again before I go to court," he replied.
"You can't look it up because?" Wu asked.
"You're better at it. You like, touch the computer and page pops up. I'll be searching for 20 minutes to get the right Rain Bar," Hank feigned helplessness.
"Fine," he replied. He set his phone down and started to tap on the keyboard in front of him. Hank leaned down on the pretense of getting a better look at the screen. He slid the phone on the desk and handed it back to Nick.
Nick opened the text screen.
"You were right, Hank," he said, grinning. "Sgt. Wu has been sending personal texts while on the clock."
Realizing he had been tricked, Wu spun around. "Haha. Now give me my phone," he demanded.
"Hold on," Nick teased, turning away from him. "It seems he has a date with someone named Candy tonight."
"Candy?" Hank said. "Do we know Candy?"
"Actually, we do," Nick said, having moved on to the pictures. He turned the phone around to Hank, dodging Wu's attempt to grab it.
"Hey, isn't that…"
"Candy Calvert," Nick supplied. "Rosalee's baby sister."
"Nice," Hank said enthusiastically. " She's cute."
"Since when?" Nick asked less amused. He handed Wu back the phone.
"A few weeks," he answered.
"How do you know her?" Nicked asked.
"I met her at that wedding while waiting on the Captain to not show up," Wu answered. "Now, Mom and Dad, if you're finished with the interrogation, can I get back to work?"
"Sure," Hank said, patting his shoulder. "We're just fooling around. Candy's sweet. Yeah, I went there." He gave Nick a push back toward their desks.
"Dude, what's your problem?" he asked as they set down. "What was with the third degree?"
"He can't date her," Nick said.
"Why not? He's happy. From that picture, Candy looks happy," Hank said. "What's the problem?"
"She's a Fuchsbau."
"So?"
"Last time he can into contact with that world," Nick leaned closer and lowered his voice. "It put him in a mental institution. Next time he may not come back."
"Yeah," Hank said, dismissively. "But that was a freaky ass snake lady that was trying to eat her grandchild through her daughter-in-law's stomach, not a foxy little redhead. Yeah, I went there, too. Leave it be, man. You can't stop them, all you'll end up doing is pissing Wu off or pushing him over that edge."
"Hey, Rosie." Candy came downstairs to the spice shop. "Oh, hey, Monroe." She greeted her new brother-in-law who was in the shop instead. "Where's Rosie?"
"Good evening, Candy," Monroe replied cheerfully. "She ran down to the coffee shop. You look nice. Headed anywhere special?"
"I have a date," she smiled. "We're going to dinner and a movie."
"Someone you know from school?"
"No, actually I met him at your wedding," Candy said.
"Oh," Monroe said, then paused. "Oh, he isn't a tall blonde, is he?"
"No," she shook her head.
"Good. I mean, I like the guy, but I know him well enough to know I wouldn't want him dating anyone I care about," Monroe said.
"Who?" Rosalee asked, returning to the shop.
"Phil Reighor," Monroe said.
"Yeah, he's an ass," Rosalee agreed. "What brought him up?"
"Candy's going on a date with someone she met at our wedding," he explained. "I was making sure it wasn't him."
"Aw, how sweet," Rosalee smiled. "Who is it?"
"His name is Drew, and he wasn't a guest," Candy said.
"He wasn't?"
"Geez," Candy replied. "Okay, here's the lowdown, he's a police officer. He was waiting on Nick's Captain to show up, but we know how that turned out. Anyway, I went outside to escape Mom and Dee and we started talking. Okay?"
"Okay," Rosalee shrugged.
"I'm borrowing your red sweater," Candy said. "Okay? I found it upstairs."
"Yeah, you can have it," Rosalee said, looking at Monroe. He didn't usually have a problem with the color red, but he also didn't like to tempt fate. "I kinda left it on purpose."
"Thanks. Gotta run. Bye, guys."
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