He walked into the law offices of Berman and Rautport, and saw her. Somehow he wasn't even surprised.

When the case of the woman on the train being killed by bee sting crossed his and Hank's desks, it had felt like any other normal homicide. Renard hadn't even made any connection to the Wesen world about it. (Nick's backlog had increased as the Captain began ensuring any obviously Wesen related cases fell to his hands first.) Then what had started out as an investigation into a flash mob murder, had taken a turn into the strange. The victim was a hexenbiest, and the giant bee who killed her was a mellifer.

He and Hank had shown up to speak with the victim's boss. That's when he saw her, passed her in the hallway as she was stepping in to her office. Because of course she was. She was a hexenbiest and a lawyer, he knew that already. Of course she worked for the very law firm he was investigating.

He got through the meeting with Berman, but when Hank went to leave told him he would be along later. Then he went right to her office and knocked on her door.

Adalind Schade. Attorney at law.

She opened it cautiously, her blonde head only peeking through a gap. "Can I help you?"

He maybe hadn't really thought this through. Faced with her, he had no idea what he was going to say. Just that he knew he had to meet her.

He fell back on professionalism in lieu of any other ideas. Raising his badge, he introduced himself and asked to speak with her about her colleague's murder.

She played innocent, acting as if she'd never seen him before and had no idea he was a Grimm. It was a good try, but her sickly sweet voice and tense posture would have made him suspicious even if hadn't already known about her. Eventually the ridiculousness of it all, of pretending this was just an official visit got to him, and he just. Stopped.

"What?" She asked, self-consciously touching her hair as he stared at her.

"You know what?" He abruptly decided. "Screw it. I told Monroe after it happened because it affected him too, there's no reason I shouldn't tell you either."

Now she just looked confused. "What?"

He gestured to the client's chair beside him. "Sit down, this is going to be weird, but you're involved and deserve to know. A few days ago two kids appeared in the middle of the precinct. A boy and girl. Just showed up by magic. Time travel actually. They were from the future."

He gestured between them. "They were our kids."

Adalind sat down hard. "What?"

"To be fair, the older girl was your daughter with Sean Renard, her name is Diana. Her younger brother was my son, Kelly." Nick huffed a humorless laugh. "Oh yeah, and they told me all about how my police captain is a zauberbiest and a bastard Royal prince who hired you to try to kill my aunt Marie."

Adalind's mouth dropped open, shocked.

"Yeah, we're still working through that. We have to, because the kids came back in time to get us to work together since apparently a lot of bad things happen whenever we fight. Most of them involving you."

"What," she said, too numb to even be a question.

He waived her off. "Don't worry, none of that's going to happen anymore. I already broke up with Juliette."

She opened her mouth to ask.

"My girlfriend," he explained, "a Kehrseite, although there was supposed to be a thing where she got turned into a hexenbiest as some kind of revenge plot. Whatever, I've already changed that. Point is, the kids told us - me and Renard - that we have to help each other. They told us some important things were going to happen and we needed to work together to deal with them or the whole world would be in danger. There is some full zauberbiest out there who wants to start a Wesen First uprising called Black Claw that could lead to war, and we have to stop him."

Adalind stared at him.

"And at some point I'm going to get turned into a zombie, so that'll be fun."

She just blinked.

"So that's what we're going to do. I don't know how. Possibly by using a magical staff that we're pretty sure is the treasure the Grimm knights buried in the Crusades, so we have to find the keys first."

"What?" she said faintly.

"Yeah. You're probably thinking this is all crazy, I sure was. But then the future me showed up. The staff let him remember both timelines and brought him back to retrieve the kids. He was… different. Not just older; darker, more intimidating. But he confirmed everything. It was all real."

He stood up. "The most confusing part is how we're supposed to have children. I don't even know if we will, or if things have changed too much. I hope not, because the kids were amazing, Adalind, they really were. Renard thinks we should just leave that to fate and see what happens. I suppose it's as good a plan as any."

He headed over to the door, leaving her sitting in the chair still staring blankly at his empty seat.

"Anyway, I just wanted you to know what happened. I don't hold anything you've done on Renard's orders against you. That's over now, we're no longer enemies. This is a clean slate. I'm sworn to protect you as a cop, but I'll also be there as a Grimm in case the mellifers come after you. I won't let anything happen to you, I promise."

He gave her his card. "You can call me at any time, Adalind. Please do, when you're ready or if you need me."

He opened the door, but paused at the threshold. "We'll hopefully have a son together someday, I'd like to get to know you in the meantime."

With a nod of his head goodbye, he left.

Adalind sat in her empty office, his card in her hand still held in the air where she'd taken it automatically.

"What?!"