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A/N: This was inspired by the Wedding Wishes video on YouTube.

"You'll be back tonight?" Rosalee asked as Candy was getting ready to leave her house.

"Yep. I work until five, and then Drew is picking me up at six," she replied.

Rosalee paused for a moment, "Candy, have you told mom and Dee that he's kehrsheite?"

Candy looked guilty. "It hasn't come up."

"Candace!" Rosalee exclaimed. "Don't you think they should know?"

"Why?" Candy shrugged. "Between three Blutbadden and two Grimms being here tonight, a kehrsheite should be the least of anyone's worries."

"Yes, except for the fact that their daughter/sister isn't head over heels in love with the Blutbadden or the Grimms," Rosalee replied. "Mom has to know, everyone needs to know, just so they don't start talking about wesen or the council or something in front of him."

"Fine," Candy shrugged. "Tell them. I'm late for work." She walked out the door. Truth was, she just hadn't thought about telling her mom, but if Rosalee told them for her, even better.

Okay, so maybe telling Rosalee to tell their family about Drew wasn't the smartest idea. She had no idea how they were going to react to him. She hoped that they would just be happy that she was happy, but remembering DeEtta and the rare steak the night they met Monroe made her think that wasn't going to be the case.

"Wow. You look nice," she said as she opened the door for Drew.

"You sound surprised," he smirked.

"Not surprised, and you smell good too," she said, leaning in to kiss him. "You know we could just stay here and do this instead."

"Sounds like a plan," he replied.

Before she could reply, her phone rang. "It's Rosalee." She answered, "Walking out now. Ten minutes max. Okay." She hung up. "They're on to us."

"Knew they would be," he replied.

"Come in, come in," Monroe said, ushering them in.

Wu's eyes widened as he saw all the lights and decorations.

"I warned you," Candy laughed.

"You said intense, not nuts," he replied.

"Candy!" Gloria swept Candy up in a hug. "I've missed you, Darling."

"Mom, please," Candy said, acting irritated, but she hugged her back as enthusiastically.

"And you must be Drew," Gloria said, releasing Candy and grasping his hands warmly. "I'm so happy to finally meet you. Candy talks about you all the time." She looked at Candy, her face showing her surprise, but only for a moment before her smile slid back in place and she took both by the hand. "Come, let's sit and talk before everyone arrives."

"Where is Dee?" Candy asked.

"Getting a drink," Gloria answered.

"Gee, there's a surprise," Candy said.

"Nonalcoholic. Candace, be nice. Your sister is trying," Gloria said. "She's been going to AA since Rosalee's wedding."

"Sorry if I don't think it's going to work," Candy said. DeEtta had been in out of treatment all of Candy's life. "I'll believe it when I see it."

Gloria smiled politely. "Candace now is not the time..," her voice low and warning.

"Candy!"

Candy stood up as Dee approached them. "Hi, DeEtta." She hugged her sister. "Dee, this is Drew. Drew, this is my sister, DeEtta."

"Nice to meet you," he said, shaking her hand.

"Likewise." DeEtta smiled like a cat with a new mouse, instantly recognizing him as a kehrsheite like Rosalee had said.

Candy glared at her, trying to warn her not to start anything. Sometimes the only thing worse than Dee being drunk was Dee being sober and a kehrsheite in a room full of wesen would make a great target.

"So, how long have you been dating my darling little sister?" she asked.

"How long have you been sober?" Candy countered.

"Not long enough for this, Baby Sister," Dee said with a laugh.

"DeEtta," Gloria warned. "Go see if Rosalee needs some help."

"Rosalee's fine," she replied.

"Go check," Gloria insisted. She was not going to see tonight turn out like when they met Monroe.

"Fine." DeEtta skulked off like a scolded kid, but she wasn't finished. During desert, she started again.

"So, Drew, Candy says that you are a police officer, are you a detective like Hank and Nick?" she asked.

"No, I'm a patrolman," he answered.

"So you are just starting out?" she asked.

"No," he replied. "I've been on the force for four years."

"Then why are you still just a patrolman?" Dee said bitingly. "Are you not very good at it?"

Drew was silent and Candy was forcing herself to remain so. Hank, however, spoke up.

"Wu's just being modest, DeEtta," he said. "He's not just a patrolman. He's a sergeant in Patrol and he's the head of crime scene. He's not aiming for detective, he's aiming for Captain."

"Yeah, he already runs the place," Nick laughed.

"Thanks, guys," Drew said, placing his napkin on his plate and standing up. "But she's already made up her mind about me. Rosalee, Monroe, thank you for a great meal, but if you all will excuse me, we lowly patrolmen don't get holidays off." He headed for the door.

"Dee," Candy said, regaining her composure. "How is it that you are more of bitch now than when you were drinking?" She followed Drew out. The ride home was silent.

"Babe, I'm sorry about Dee," she said when he walked her up.

"Candy, it's okay. She doesn't want you to date me. It's not the first time," he said.

"Look, Dee's a bitch, okay? Don't let her get to you," Candy said. "She's a bitch to Monroe too. She hates men. Or maybe she hates Rosalee and I being happy when she's so clearly not. I don't know. And I don't care. I love you." As soon as the words slipped from her mouth, she fell silent and then she realized she didn't regret it. She smiled and stepped closer to him. "I love you."

He slid his arms around her waist and kissed her. "I love you, too." He kissed her again. "But I really do have to go to work."

She nodded. "Yeah, I know. Come back in the morning?"

"I'm getting off at six," he replied. "You really want me to wake you up that early?"

She shook her head and pulled a key from her purse. "Don't wake me. Come join me. This is for you. Let yourself in. I'll text you the alarm code."

"Are you sure?" he asked. She had been very insistent that they not make a habit of sleeping over.

"Certain," she replied with a smile. She kissed him again. "Now go to work."

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