Disclaimer: I don't own Grimm. Never have and never will. I only own Charlotte and any character that weren't mentioned in the series.

Chapter 7

"How are you holding up?" Monroe asked.

"I'm doing the best I can and also Charlotte's awake which she's just trying to understand what happened," Nick replied. He stepped inside the house looking lost and hopeful at the same time.

"I'm sorry man," he said.

Nick could only nod as Monroe led him towards the table where a few books scattered around.

"Now from what I remember my great uncle Ernest told me that those marks that were on the body were definitely from a Balam. However those marks aren't just normal marks," he said.

"Then what are they?"

"These marks are for initiation," he replied.

"For what to join their pack?" Nick asked incredulously.

"Pretty much now I don't know what exactly goes on one of those but then again I wasn't aware that they still do those things to this day," he said.

"I've never heard of anything like that hell, I don't think even my aunt ever told me about that," Nick said.

"So now what are you going to do about it?"

"Not sure yet unless something else happens there isn't much I can do right now," he replied.

Charlotte sighed again as she changed the channel on the wall TV. Who knew that daytime TV was so boring? But then again she didn't know because she was barely home during the day.

"Knock, knock," Dylan's voice said.

"Hi," she said.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"Sore but bored at the same time," she replied.

"Well I did bring some things to hopefully cheer you up," he said, reaching into his messenger bag. "A few get well cards from the office and this."

He pulled out a folder and it was few pieces of paper as she looked through them.

"Those are some articles that you have to write that's due for the paper in the next couple of weeks. It's basically recapping about the banquet and what not over the years," Dylan said.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," she said, grinning.

"You're welcome?"

"Sorry it's just I need to do something here it get kind of boring," she said.

"It's no problem but I do need to get back traffic here is insane," he said.

"What happened?"

"Another robbery again but some say the victim might be dead so I need to see what else I can report," Dylan said.

"'Kay just be careful," Charlotte called out.

After Dylan left, she looked over the work once again before putting it to the side. She went to grab her phone which her mother brought over along with some clothes before she left for the day when someone walked into the room. Thinking it was a doctor or the nurse, she looked up only to see a man who looked a few years older with light brown hair and dark grey eyes. Something was telling her not to trust him.

"Can I help you with something?" she asked.

"Sorry but are you Charlotte Sands?" he asked.

"How do you know my name?"

"It said it on the door outside," he said, pointing to the sign with her name.

"Oh but seriously…."

"Right I just wanted to see how you were. I was there at the site when the accident happened. I wanted to see if you were okay," he said.

"That's nice of you," she said, watching him with a wary look.

"Well I'll be on my way it's good that you're okay. Who knows what outcome would've been worse," he said and then left the room.

Charlotte sat up on the bed after he left. Who was that guy and why did he looked strangely familiar to her?

Grabbing on to the IV pole, she slowly got up from the bed and wearing some fuzzy socks that warmed her feet, she slowly made baby steps towards the bathroom. She was luckily that she was able to walk and hopefully get her strength back.

When she got into the bathroom, she took one look at the mirror and she was in shock with her appearance.

"Holy crap," she breathed out.

"Hello? Charlotte?"

"I'm here," Charlotte called out. She peeped out of the door only to see Alex looking around. Alex relaxed when she saw Charlotte coming out of the bathroom.

"I'm so sorry," she said, hugging her friend.

"Not too tight," Charlotte said, wincing slightly.

"Sorry it's just I can't believe this happened," Alex said sadly.

"It's not your fault," Charlotte told her.

"I just can't help it. You have to be hurt in the hospital while I get off with few scratches," she said.

"Alex in no way shape or form is this your fault," Charlotte told her. "I'm alive and you're alive that's what really matters."

Alex sighed as Charlotte sat down on her bed and she pulled up a chair next to her.

"How are you doing?"

"Other than being bored out of my mind? Fine just a little confused about what happened," she replied.

She nodded. "Work gave me time off to you know get everything together. I'm surprised they didn't put me on desk duty," Alex said.

"Don't jinx yourself," Charlotte said.

"Oh please, Renard wouldn't even do such a thing," Alex said, rolling his eyes. "When do you get out of here?"

"In a few days; they want to keep me on observation since I had that concussion and all," she said.

"True."

"Hey Al, you think you can do some research for me?" Charlotte asked.

"What is it about?"

"It's a person," she replied.

"Okay…."

"Some weird guy came to visit me and he was glad he saw that I was okay since he saw the accident happened," Charlotte explained.

"I still don't get how that's weird," Alex said.

"He said that he's glad that I'm alive otherwise it could've been worse. But the way he said it I don't know it's hard to explain like he didn't want me here," she said.

"Why don't you give me the description and I'll see what I can find, okay?"

Charlotte only nodded and she gave the description of the man to Alex. She hoped that if Alex finds something that it would put her mind at ease.

A/n: Okay not much but it's something!

Though I'm happy that Grimm is back it's been far too long since a new episode. Can't wait for this week's episode!

Leave a review on the way out! More things will happen and I thank you guys for your patience and support! You guys rock!

Until next time,
Spike