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Chapter 2

Theresa still didn't know what had hit her. But now she was sitting in a hotel room, where she'd been for hours now as she thought things over and relived last night.

She couldn't believe she had shot Juliette, to protect Nick. She barely time to think, reacted on instinct alone and she now knew that he hadn't been in any position to defend himself from Juliette. It had been a knee-jerk reaction, one she'd regretted until she realized it had been the right one. Sort of... she hadn't wanted to kill Juliette but she now knows if she hadn't, Nick would have died at her hands.

She was having a hard time believing so much had changed in her absence... Things were so different! She couldn't imagine what had happened between Nick and Juliette to lead to the scene she'd come across...

She still couldn't believe Kelly's death was down to Juliette and her manipulations. Juliette using Kelly's trust to ultimately kill her, get her out of the way so the others could get the royal child.

Although she didn't know Nick's mom, watching Nick so destroyed had hurt her deeply, down to her very soul it felt like. Monroe had called her and she knew she had no other option but to get to Portland as fast as she could, to go to Nick and the others to protect then. She hadn't hesitated; Nick was very important to her.

They had formed an alliance of sorts from the get-go, a mutual respect since they were both Grimms and she was grateful he was willing to teach and train her... The trust came later... So much so, that Nick's anguished screams would probably haunt her forever.

Theresa wiped the tears from her eyes as she hurried down the street. She had somehow managed to break free and was now making her way back. She hoped that Nick wouldn't turn away from her, think her evil for do what she had to do to, for killing Juliette.

She didn't think that the fact they were broken up at the time would change Nick's feelings on Juliette's death. Even if she'd totally changed from the once loving Juliette into a vindictive, angry Hexenbiest.

She could understand Juliette, up to a certain point; it certainly couldn't have been easy to find out that your boyfriend had a baby with another woman. Especially when that woman had used Juliette's body to do it.

Theresa pushed the thoughts away, focusing on where she was going. It was all around an absolutely strange situation and she wished Juliette had never been forced into it. But it was no excuse for what Juliette did to Kelly. And Nick.

Of course, she could understand that Juliette was angry—enraged, even—and with good cause, but despite everything, Juliette had gone too fast, too far.

A few more tears leaked out as she remembered how close they'd been from the beginning. A bond forming between them relatively easily once she'd been able to trust Nick and Juliette. And then, for this to happen—just like that! It tore at her heart when she saw what was going on between Juliette and Nick, she knew she'd been visibly shocked. It was too much for her nerves; Nick and Juliette were the only family she had.

It had been a shock to see they'd been fighting. And when she saw Nick on the ground... she had no choice but to act. She still couldn't quite work up the regret for her actions, though, when it meant Nick was still alive and it made the guilt rush through her once more, a dizzying wave making her want to sob all over again.

Trubel ran on, looking up at the street signs occasionally. She didn't know where she was, but she decided to return to Nick's. She pulled her cell phone out of her pocket and dialed Nick's cell, but for the umpteenth time that day, it went straight to voicemail.

She sighed and continued on, hoping that Nick was okay. Even though it was now daylight, it still somehow felt like everything was black and dark.

To be Continued?