A/N: The hunt for Nick is still on. They receive word that the plane he was on crashed. Did the older Grimm walk away from it?

Feeling somewhat confident that his beloved was safe for now, Sean returned to the precinct, making a call on the way to have someone clean up the mess at the spice shop. At the precinct, he headed straight to his office, making a quick call to his associate in Vienna to discuss his plans for his brother. He ended the call when he heard a knock at his office door. Hank stepped in, closing the door.

"How's Lorelei?" He asked.

"She's somewhat awake, very groggy though. The doctor says she should be fine, although her blood pressure is a little high. They are keeping her overnight for observations."

Hank nodded. "Did you tell her about Nick?"

Sean shook his head. "No. She was still pretty out of it, and I didn't want to cause her anymore stress, at least not right now. I have a couple of officers watching her in case my brother makes another attempt. Did you have something for me?"

Hank nodded. "According to the flight plan, the plane is making a direct flight to Vienna, due to arrive noon our time tomorrow. They made attempts to contact the plane but nobody's answering."

Sean took his jacket off and glanced at Hank when he told him nobody on the plane was answering. "Is my brother on board?"

"Not according to the flight manifest. There's a pilot, a copilot, and one passenger listed as Baron Samadi. According to the customs paperwork they're carrying back the body of…"

"Thomas Schirach." Sean finished for him.

"How'd you know?" Hank asked, looking at him with slight suspicion.

"That's the identity they're using to transport Nick's body." Sean replied.

Hank sighed. "So, how do we stop that plane from going to Europe?"

"We can't." Sean told him. "I'm going to take care of it once it gets there."

"You?"

"Yeah, this is between my brother and me."

"It's not just between you and your brother. This is my partner we're talking about. Now, if something happens to Nick…"

"My brother will be dealt with." Sean interrupted him.

Hank approached him, leaning down. "Well, somebody's gotta get Nick." And with that said, Hank left his office.

Sean was on a call with another associate, giving instructions on how to deal with his brother, when Hank entered his office again.

"Nick's plane went down." He told him.

Sean hung up his phone. "What?"

"It crashed near Mt. Cedera."

Sean briefly closed his eyes. There was a strong possibility that the crash had killed Nick. What was he going to tell Lorelei? That wasn't exactly something he could keep from her. He opened his eyes, looking up at Hank. "We should go investigate."

Hank nodded. "I'll call Monroe and the others. If Nick is still alive, we're going to need the antidote."

Sean stood up and grabbed his jacket. "Make the call." He said.

They headed out of his office as Hank pulled out his phone and called Monroe. "Monroe, it's Hank. I've got some bad news…" Sean listened to Hank's side of the conversation. "We received a report that the plane Nick was on, went down, now we don't know any more than that, we're headed out there now…Juliette..." Sean couldn't hear the other end of the line, but Hank eventually gave them the location before hanging up. "They're going to meet us there."

Sean and Hank arrived at the crash site, to find emergency personnel already on location. "Any survivors?" Sean asked the EMT as they got out of the car.

"Two. Pilot and co-pilot are still alive. We have one dead, we didn't move him." The EMT informed them. He stopped to help with one of the pilots.

"Where's the body?" Hank asked.

"About ten to fifteen yards that way." The EMT replied, pointing off into the woods. "Back with the other piece of the plane."

Sean and Hank headed in that direction. Sean felt relief when he saw that the body wasn't Nick. Hank looked at him. "You know who this is?"

Sean nodded. "An associate of my brothers." He said, as he glanced around at the wreckage.

Hank moved away a bit, before kneeling down beside the box that Sean had seen the Baron loading into the van. He picked something up and Sean came to stand beside him. "This must be how they got Nick out of the country." Hank said, showing him the passport.

"Except he's not here." Sean said. Perhaps Nick had made it out alive.

Hank shone his flashlight on the metal box. "Hey, look. Those marks were made from the inside."

Sean bent down, examining the marks. "If he can do that to the coffin…"

They stood up and Hank looked at Sean. "He might have walked away from this."

"He's infected and on the move."

"Wouldn't want to get in his way." Hank said.

"Right, check with dispatch, make sure they contact us if there's any more calls in the area." Sean instructed him. Hank pulled out his phone as they made their way back to Sean's vehicle. As they reached it, they saw Juliette, Monroe and Rosalee talking to one of the officers. "No, it's alright, they're with me."

"Where's Nick?" Juliette asked, looking distressed.

"He's not here." Sean told her as the officer walked off and they approached the group.

"We think he may have survived the crash." Hank informed them.

"He may be infected, he may not be himself, so you need prepare yourselves." Sean advised them as Hank answered his phone.

Monroe looked at Rosalee. "You said if he got infected, a Grimm might react differently."

Sean sighed. "I say he reacted a lot differently."

"911 call just came in. A fight broke out at a bar about two miles from here. Apparently, a lot of people were hurt." Hank told them.

"I say we start there." Sean suggested. "Come on."

They arrived at the bar quickly and got out as a man came out of the bar. "Don't go in there, he's crazy, he's got a gun…there's people hurt." Hank showed his badge. "Oh, you're a cop. Good. Go kill that son of a bitch."

"Stay here." Sean directed the others as he and Hank approached the doors.

"I should go with you." Monroe said.

"It may not be Nick." Sean reminded him.

"No, trust me. He was living with me for, you know, a while so I know what he smells like."

"There's something different about it now." Rosalee said.

Hank looked at her. "What?"

"I can't explain it. It's just different."

Juliette stepped forward. "If its Nick, I can help."

"Let's just figure out what we're dealing with, ok." Sean said to her.

Before they went in, Rosalee told them. "I'm telling you, he's not the same. Be careful."

They entered the bar, Sean and Hank with their guns drawn. There were people all over the place, groaning in pain. Monroe was sniffing the air. They made their way through the bar, Hank stopping to assure people that help was on the way. "Back here." Monroe said.

"Can you follow him?" Hank asked Monroe.

Monroe looked back at them. "I can try."

"Good." Sean said. "We've gotta stop him, because it's only going to get worse." He looked at Hank and Monroe. "Go." The other two men headed off out the back door. Sean glanced around. He needed to get to the surveillance system and get rid of any evidence that Nick had been here.

After doing that, he headed towards the front as he heard sirens approaching. As he walked out, he identified himself, advising the officers that the suspect had fled the scene while instructing them to cordon off the area and bring in ambulances.

"Where is he?" Juliette asked him quietly.

"He's gone." Sean said, reattaching his badge to his belt. "We need to find him before he kills somebody. Because there is no coming back from that."