Disclaimer: Grimm is owned by NBC.

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

A/N 2: I am using some of the Wesen baddies seen in the series but not in the same timeline as the show portrays. I hope no one minds. I know its been a really long time since I updated but I started watching Grimm again and got inspired to work on it some more.

Wu was back at work the next morning.

"Acker was contacting Charlie Riken's cellmate up until five weeks ago when Charlie was released," Nick was saying when Wu knocked on the Captain's door.

"Acker?" Wu questioned.

"Hey, how you feeling?" Hank asked.

"My head hurts," Wu replied. "Wasn't he the officer watching Monroe and Rosalee's house?"

"Yeah," Hank said, nodding. "And he was sitting at Nick's desk, giving his statement when Nick talked to you."

"Then why didn't he hit my house?" Nick questioned. "Wouldn't they want Rosalee too?"

"Because you never said where she was," Hank replied. "You just asked if he was taking her to Rosalee."

"And he was texting," Nick said, remembering.

"So you all think we have a rogue wesen cop?" Renard asked.

"He's definitely involved," Wu replied. "The night this all started, I saw him out with Newman and Cook. Newman was the one who approached us yesterday and Cook was murdered. I'm guessing it wasn't just random."

Renard nodded. "We need to sweat him out. See if he confesses. Or woges."

"We'll get him in a room," Nick said, starting towards the door.

"No, let Wu do it," Renard stop him. "If he's part of this group, then he knows what happened last night and he won't be expecting to see him here today. You were his training officer, weren't you?" he asked Wu.

"Unfortunately," Wu replied.

"Take him to task about procedure, see if you can get him to slip up," Renard said. "If you feel up to it, that is."

"Oh, I think that just might cure my headache," Wu smirked. He walked out of the office. "Acker, can I see you for a minute?"

"Sure, Sarge." Acker walked towards him. "I heard about yesterday, I'm glad you're okay."

"Yeah, thanks," Wu replied, leading him to an interrogation room. He shut the door and lowered the blinds. "What kind of cop are you?"

"What do you mean?" Jesse looked around nervously. He'd never seen Wu mad before.

"You can't even guard a house properly?" Wu shoved him towards the table.

"Look, Sergeant..."

"No, you look, Acker," Wu snapped. "I trained you. Do you know how bad it looks on me when you can't do your job properly? I know I taught you proper procedure for stopping someone. Why didn't you use it?"

"I don't know," Jesse stammered. "I guess I forgot to call it in."

"Or maybe you didn't call it in on purpose," Wu said, walking towards the mirror. "Maybe you wanted to be the big hero?"

"No. I.., I saw the guy watching the house, got out of my car to approach him and his partner hit me from behind," Jesse tried to explain.

"Partner?" Wu stopped him. "So, you know they were together? I thought you never spoke to the first guy."

"I.., I..,"

"Or maybe you didn't call it in because you were the partner," Wu supplied. "See, I know that you're one who called and threatened my girlfriend. You and Newman and Cook. You followed us home from the bar that night. That's how you knew when to call."

"Prove it," Jesse smirked.

"I don't have to prove it," Wu shot back. "I'm not really interested in proving anything. You threatened my girlfriend. You told your buddy Charlie about her. You killed Cook because you were afraid that he talked to me, you got your friend Newman killed, you set your buddies off last night, and you're the reason my girl and I were attacked. That's two dead cops and you threatened my girl? No, I'm not really interested in you ever seeing the inside of a jail cell." He locked the interrogation room door, knowing Nick and Hank could still open it.

"Sarge, what are you doing?" Jesse looked nervous.

"Let's just say this little talk was off the books," Wu replied.

Jesse woged and jumped at him. Wu punched him, knocking him back across the table.

"Is that supposed to impress me?" he asked. He dragged him to his feet and shoved him against the wall before Nick and Hank busted in the door and pulled them apart.

"Detective, you got to help me," Jesse said. "He's lost it!"

"Shut up," Nick replied, slamming him back up against the wall while Hank removed his gun and duty belt.

Drew snatched them up and stormed out of the room before he stopped being 'bad cop' and started throwing punches for real.

"Hey," Jesse yelled at him. "Tell your bitch that her daddy's name doesn't protect her anymore. That might keep you from getting killed. You know, if you ever get her back."

At that, Hank had to shove him out of the room to keep him from jumping Acker again.

"Get up!"

Candy looked up to see five men surrounding Monroe.

"Time to face your judgment," Charlie Riken said, as the other men jerked him to his feet.

"Tell Rosalee that I love her," Monroe said to her.

"Leave him alone," Candy cried. She struggled with her chains, screaming for them to leave Monroe alone as the men dragged Monroe away, leaving her alone in the building.

She struggled with the handcuffs trying to get free until her wrists were bruised and bleeding. She finally collapsed in tears when she couldn't get her hands free.

Hours later, Dean and his father came back.

Mr. Brauer grabbed her arm and unlocked the handcuffs. "Try anything and I'll rip you to shreds," he hissed. "You're only alive right now because the Grand Master won't let me kill you so I wouldn't test my patience."

"Dad," Dean started.

"Shut up," Brauer snapped. "If you'd have left this little slut alone, we wouldn't be here now. We owe Charlie because you wanted to screw a Fuchsbau and you couldn't even get that right."

He pulled Candy up and handcuffed her again this time behind her back and taped her mouth shut. "Move." He half led, half dragged her out into the woods. He threw her down in front of Charlie Riken. He was dressed in red robes.

Charlie jerked her up to her knees roughly. She looked up and saw Monroe bound and gagged in the middle of a circle of people in black robes.

"You care about this girl?" Charlie asked.

Monroe didn't answer but his eyes betrayed him, turning red as he stared at him.

"Yeah, you care. Pathetic," Charlie surmised with a grin. "Well, I tell you what. You try to escape again, I'm not to lose anyone else chasing you. I'll just put a bullet in her and put her on the stick in your place. Save us the trouble of holding her accountable for her crimes. How does that sound?" He sat back down in his seat, pulled a pistol out of his robes and aimed it at Candy's head. "Now, let's continue."

Candy felt ill as she sat through the farce of a trial. They were going to kill Monroe no matter what he said. Then they were going to kill her. It was no surprise when he was found guilty. She ducked her head and closed her eyes as they stood Monroe in front of the stake. Bud was doing his best to convince them not to do it. Dean was now holding her arm, Charlie having taken front and center to deliver the punishment.

Suddenly Dean grabbed her around the waist and was pulling her away from the clearing where the stake was as Nick, Renard, Hank, and Rosalee surrounded them. Candy began to fight and kick Dean trying to get away.

"Stop it," he growled, dragging her back towards the warehouse. "You're not going back."

"Let her go."

Candy's heart slammed against her chest as Dean swung around to face his pursuer. Wu had a shotgun aimed at Dean.

"Drew!" She screamed against the tape.

Dean jerked her in front of him and held his knife to her throat. "Put it down or I'll cut her throat."

Drew kept his aim. "Let her go. You don't want to hurt her."

Dean took the knife from her throat then shoved her towards Drew with all his might, taking the chance to run.

Drew caught her and quickly got the handcuffs off. Candy pulled the tape from her mouth.

"You're alive!" She threw her arms around him and kissed him. "You're alive. They said you were dead." She kissed him again. "I love you."

"I love you, too," he replied, kissing her. Neither one noticed Mr. Brauer running towards them, fully woged. He tackled Drew, knocking Candy out of the way.

She woged and was about to attack Brauer when she saw the shotgun Drew had dropped to catch her. She grabbed it up, sighted it and prayed that she didn't miss as she pulled the trigger. Her aim was true as Brauer was thrown backward with a large wound to his chest.

Drew looked up at her. She looked at the gun in her hands, then back at him.

"Ow!" She dropped the gun and rubbed her shoulder. "You're right. This is way easier," she said rushing over to him.

"That's my girl," he smiled. "We should get back to the others."

Please R and R.

Also, as this story is wrapping up, I was thinking about writing another one with these characters. Would anyone be interested in reading it? I was thinking of bringing back some other Grimm characters not often seen. Who would you like to see play a part in the next story?