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***Hank’s POV***

As they were driving, Hank had Lorelei call Nick’s phone and put it on speaker so that they could communicate despite being in different cars. They needed to discuss what they were going to tell the officers who would be attending the scene at Nick and Juliette’s house. Hank needed his phone so that he was able to make some calls about the captain. Lorelei hadn’t said much, apart from when she was comforting Olivia. Hank kept glancing in the mirror at her; she was no doubt in shock. It was hard to read her expression as she was still wearing her sunglasses. Captain Renard was her fiancé, her soulmate, and despite any issues they had when his cheating came to light their relationship seemed to be on the mend.

Hank had just finished up getting an update on the captain. “Captain is in surgery now. They don’t know anything except they’ve been shot more than once.” He advised everyone.

“Three times I think.” Trubel said. “He was gonna shoot him again, except he saw me. That’s when I ran.”

“Had you ever seen him before?” Hank asked her, glancing back at Lorelei. She was staring out the window.

“No. And he didn’t know I was a Grimm until he woged.”

Nick’s voice spoke up. “He was wesen?”

“A hundjager. He was kind of surprised. That’s why I had time to get the machete. He thought I was just a girl.”

“I wish I could have seen his face…before you cut it off.” Juliett commented.

“Did the captain say what was in the bottle that he wanted me to take?” Nick asked.

“No. He just said you had to drink it or something really bad would happen.” Trubel said. “And Adalind did it.” There was silence on the other end of the line. “Hey, maybe whatever she did to you won’t last.”

“You don’t know Adalind.” Juliette said.

“She’s a hexenbiest. A witch.” Hank added.

“In more ways than one.” Nick followed up with.

“Oh, yeah, I read about them.” Trubel.

“That’s how she transformed herself to look like me.” Juliette told them.

Hank froze, not sure if he had heard her correctly. “She did what?”

“She made Nick think it was me.” Juliette said.

“Why the hell would she…” Hank asked, completely confused.

“So, Nick would sleep with her.” He could hear the bitterness in her voice.

“I swear to god, I’m gonna find her and I’m gonna…” Juliette said before cutting herself off as they approached Nick and Juliette’s house, where Hank could make out the familiar signs of a roadblock.

Juliette parked and Hank pulled up behind her.  “We should turn around.” Trubel said from the other end of the phone.

“We have to deal with this.” Nick told her.

“I killed that guy.” Trubel said, sounding worried.

“In self-defence.” Nick reminded her.

“They’re gonna be all over Trubel.” Hank commented.

“What am I supposed to say?” Trubel asked.

“You’re just gonna tell the truth except the part about the hundjager.” Nick replied.

“And Adalind.” Hank said.

“And the bottle he brought for Nick.” Juliette added.

“All right, look, we better figure this out pretty quick. And if we have to lie, we better all be telling the same one.” Hank told them.

Once they had gotten their story straight, they were ready to face the music.

Hank turned the engine off and hung-up Lorelei’s phone. He turned around and looked at her. “Lore, we’re just going to handle this and then I’ll take you guys to the hospital. Ok?”

Lorelei glanced at him. “Ok.” Her voice was hollow. “I’m staying in the car.”

Hank nodded, glancing back at her one more time before he got out to join the others.

The lead detectives on the case were Meacham and Pogue. They seemed to buy their story. The harder part was when the feds arrived. Probably because the shooter was Weston Steward, one of their own, gone AWOL. It seemed he had returned to enact revenge on Captain Renard. Nick was anxious when Special Agents Chavez and Rosten had Trubel walk them through what had happened. It was hard to tell if they bought the story. Trubel was taken down to the station to give a formal statement. Nick had followed them down, while Hank drove Lorelei and Olivia to the hospital. Lorelei still hadn’t said much, only asking if they had bought the story.

There was still no word on the captain, just that he was still in surgery. Hank had gotten Lorelei and Olivia set up in the waiting room as Wu arrived. Hank was grateful, he wanted to try and track Adalind down. Before leaving, he had gone down to his car to grab the baby’s stuff and upon returning, pulled Wu aside, asking him to keep a close eye on Lorelei, made sure she ate and told him some of the signs of postpartum preeclampsia. It was something Hank had read about while looking up preeclampsia. He didn’t think Lorelei was going to get it, she seemed to be quite healthy, but the stress of her soulmates shooting may cause issues.

Hank wasn’t gone long. He was able to find out that Adalind had flown back to Vienna. Perhaps what she done to Nick was part of some attempt to get her daughter back. Only problem was, the Royals didn’t have Diana. Thankfully, the feds ruled that Trubel had acted in self-defence, so that case was essentially closed. They were however interested to find out why their agent had shot a police captain. Nick and Hank knew, but they didn’t. On the way back to the hospital, Hank stopped at the hotel Lorelei and the captain had been staying at to grab a few things for Lorelei and the baby. Hank doubted Lorelei would want to leave the hospital, so he grabbed a couple of changes of clothes for both of them in addition to some other things.

He returned to the hospital and found them where he had left them. Lorelei was sprawled out across two chairs with Wu beside her, Olivia in his arms. Lorelei had taken the sunglasses off and he could see her eyes were red and puffy. His heart went out for the younger woman who had become like his baby sister.

“Hey, what do you know?” Hank asked, sitting on the other side of Wu after dropping the bag he bought for Lorelei on the floor.

Wu exhaled sharply. “Well, he’s been in surgery over three hours.” He answered. Hank took a closer look at him, noticing how exhausted he looked. He should probably send him home soon.

Hank sighed, leaning back. He glanced at Lorelei, who was staring listlessly at the wall nearby. “How are the girls doing?”

Wu glanced down at Olivia. “Well, she’s fed, been changed, and is sleeping soundly.” Wu told him before glancing at Lorelei. “I did get her to eat, but she’s got a headache and, I assume, by the racing to the bathroom, threw it up. But she assures me the headache isn’t that bad.”

“I can hear you; you know.” Lorelei said, looking at them. “It’s a stress headache and I’m so stressed that I threw up.”

They both apologised to her and sat in silence for a while before Wu glanced at Hank. “Remember when you told me that there were things that you’d seen that you couldn’t explain?”

Hank shifted, glancing at Lorelei who met his gaze as she sat up. “Yeah.”

Wu sighed. “I don’t know – Maybe I’m just tired, but, uh…that book of Nick’s was not a normal book. There were pictures in it, and the drawings looked a little like what I thought I saw that time.” He paused. “And from what he wrote, I got the impression that these monsters were somehow inside people…like they are possessed.” Hank met Lorelei’s eyes over Wu head, as Wu scoffed. “Am I making any sense at all?”

“Hey.” Hank said quietly, leaning closer to Wu. “Monsters do live inside people. We deal with it every day.”

Wu shook his head. “No, this is different. I mean, whoever wrote this stuff really saw what they drew.” He looked at Hank. “When you told me that you’d seen things, what did you mean?”

Hank glanced at Lorelei who shrugged. “I was just saying that people get angry, out of control, their faces start to change. It’s like they’re not even human…” Over Wu’s head, Hank saw Lorelei roll her eyes. Well, it’s not like you’re helping. He thought to himself. “You know, something like that.”

Wu sighed, looking down at Olivia. He looked back up, shaking his head. “I don’t know.”

“Nobody sees the world the same way. And you can’t explain everything.”

Wu glanced at Lorelei, who looked away, pretending she wasn’t listening. “I’m still having nightmares.” He admitted quietly.

Damn it. This had gone on too long. Hank looked up, hoping to catch Lorelei’s eye and found her looking at him. He raised an eyebrow and she nodded, as though saying, yeah, we need to tell him. She’d probably be better at telling him about this stuff, but he didn’t want to place that burden on her at the moment. “Wu, I got to tell you something.” He said, leaning closer to the uniformed office. “Last year, I thought I was losing my mind too. Until…”

Wu looked up at a voice addressing Lorelei. Hank looked up and saw a doctor approaching them. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lorelei standing up. He and Wu followed suit. “Doctor.” Wu said before gesturing to Hank. “Uh, this is Detective Griffin.”

“Is Sean ok?” Lorelei asked, her voice shaky as she came to stand between Wu and himself.

The doctor looked at Lorelei sympathetically. “I wish I had better news.” He crossed his arms. “Captain Renard is out of surgery, but, well, he’s lost a great deal of blood, and there’s a lot of damage.” Hank wrapped his arm around Lorelei’s shoulder, keeping her steady. “His kidney’s may shut down.” The doctor looked sadly at Lorelei. “It may be a good idea to contact any other family and have them get here as soon as possible.”

“Oh god.” Lorelei cried, leaning against Hank. “Can I see him?”

The doctor nodded. “I’ll have one of the nurses bring you back soon.”

“Thank you, Doctor.” Hank said, his grip on Lorelei tightening. The doctor walked off and Hank looked at Lorelei. “Does the captain have any other family he’d want contacted?”

Lorelei nodded, sniffling. “His mother. I have her number in my phone. It’s in the diaper bag.” Lorelei turned to get it, stumbling slightly as she did.

“Woah, you ok?”

Lorelei nodded again. “Yeah.” She said, straightening up.

Hank steered her over to a seat. “Sit down. I’ll call her.”

Lorelei didn’t argue with him, sitting back down as he went to fish her phone out of her bag and had her unlock it. “Her name is Elizabeth Lascelles.”

Hank nodded, before stepping away to make the call, his heart heavy.

***Wu’s POV***

God, things just keep getting worse and worser. Wu had returned to take a seat beside Lorelei, gently rocking Olivia. Although that was more for himself than her as she was sleeping soundly, unaware of what was going on around her. Unaware of the knowledge that she may be about to face a lifetime without her father. And Lorelei, she looked heartbroken, unlike the bright spark he had come to know. He internally scoffed, and he had been worried about his own problems. They were nothing compared to the prospect of a life without your soulmate.

Hank returned as a nurse arrived to take Lorelei back to see the captain. She had glanced at Wu. “Do you mind holding onto her for a little longer?” She asked him. He nodded and after pressing a kiss to Olivia’s head, she followed the nurse.

Wu looked at Hank, the concern on his face as he watched Lorelei walk off was obvious. “Did you reach the captains mother?”

Hank nodded slowly. “Uh, yeah. Turns out she was already on her way. Guess she was coming to meet the baby. She’ll be here sometime tomorrow.”

Wu had gently placed Olivia into her stroller and sat down beside it. Hank joined him. They sat in silence for about 10 minutes. Wu stood up when Lorelei returned, as did Hank. She was looking distressed, rubbing her forehead with one hand, her chest with the other, tears streaming down her face. As she got closer, Wu thought it looked as if she was having trouble breathing. “Lorelei?” He said slowly, placing his hand on her arm.

“I can’t breathe. I feel like I can’t breathe.” She said breathlessly, sounding a little panicked. And then before anymore could be said, her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and she crumpled.

“Woah, Lorelei.” Wu said, catching her as she fell. He gently lowered her to the ground.

“Hey, we need help over here?” Hank shouted, coming to kneel beside Lorelei.

A couple of nurses came running over, asking what happened. Hank explained it to them, also including the fact Lorelei had not long given birth and had a history of preeclampsia. She was rushed off. All Wu and Hank could do was watch helplessly, staying with Olivia. The two discussed what to do, in the event Lorelei had to be admitted. Hank was of the opinion that Lorelei wouldn’t cope well if she woke up and found her daughter gone. A nurse approached them a short while later, letting them know Lorelei’s blood pressure was quite high and considering her history, they were admitting her to run more tests to determine if she had something called postpartum preeclampsia or something else. Hank insisted they keep her on this floor, telling them about the captain. While they were waiting for Lorelei to get settled, Hank called someone, telling Wu they were a friend of Lorelei who could stay with her and Olivia. Hank then sent Wu home, promising to keep him updated.

As Wu left, he realised that the day had in fact, gotten even worser.

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Olivia’s cries woke Lorelei, her eyes flickering open, blinking slightly at the sun’s rays coming in through the slates of the blinds. It took Lorelei a moment to remember where she was. The hospital. However, her initial reason for being here hadn’t been for herself, but for Sean. Her throat tightened and she bit her lip to keep herself from crying. Lorelei wasn’t sure if the tightness in her chest or the pounding in her head was pain from grief or her high blood pressure. A soft voice talking to her daughter distracted Lorelei and she slowly moved to sit up. The pain around her incision area was slowly starting to fade away, thankfully.

“Uh, give her here. She’s probably hungry.” Lorelei told Angela, reaching out for her baby. The manifestation of hers and Sean’s love for each other. The only being she loved more than Sean.

The older woman stood up from her chair and came over, placing Olivia in her mothers’ arms. Lorelei was grateful she was here. Thankful Hank had decided to call her. Lorelei hadn’t been unconscious long. She had awoken in a hospital bed, panicking because she couldn’t see her baby. The nurses kept telling her to relax, that she was safe, but Lorelei hadn’t calmed down until Hank and Angela had walked in with her baby. It had been explained that Lorelei had fainted, and the hospital was admitting her due to high blood pressure. After answering someone of their questions, they had wanted to run additional tests to determine if she had postpartum preeclampsia. Lorelei hadn’t been too keen on that, until she was advised she was on the same floor as Sean and that Angela would be able to stay with Olivia. Hank, bless him, had figured Lorelei wouldn’t be leaving anytime soon and had brought a number of items from home, her breast pump among them. Lorelei had pumped, and it had been stored for Olivia to have later so that Lorelei was able to rest. However, she hadn’t really, waking up anytime her daughter had stirred, or the nurses came in check on her. Still, for a couple of feedings, Lorelei allowed Angela the joy of bottle feeding her adopted granddaughter.

How could Lorelei sleep or rest though, when the love of her life, her soulmate, the father of her child was so close, fighting for his life? The doctors didn’t believe he was going to survive. And Lorelei had been in disbelief until she had seen him the night before. He was so pale, so still. Lorelei had broken down, begging him to survive, not to leave her, not to let their daughter grow up without her father. The headache she had only intensified, and she had started to find it hard to breathe. She didn’t remember leaving the room, only remembered the need to hold her daughter.

Nick and Hank had stopped by this morning. They were on a case that brought them to the hospital. They had come to check on her and Olivia. They weren’t there for long, not that Lorelei was much company. Between her grief and the symptoms of whatever she had, Lorelei wasn’t interested in socialising. Lorelei had just laid in the bed, staring at the wall above their heads, waiting for them to leave. At least Angela wasn’t trying to engage in mindless small talk. For the most part, she let Lorelei be, only making sure she ate and had plenty of water when she either pumped or breastfed Olivia. Doctors had stopped by earlier, talking about postpartum preeclampsia, possible fluid on her lungs, and something about cardiomyopathy. Her blood pressure was considered moderate hypertension and was still very high. They were pumping her with something, she wasn’t sure what, to try and bring her blood pressure down. Otherwise, she would be at risk of some kind of cardiovascular event.

It was about 1:30pm when Lorelei was wheeled back into her room, where Angela and Olivia were waiting for her. She’d asked about Sean, wanting to go to him. She’d been advised there was no change and that she needed to stay in bed until they got her blood pressure down. If Lorelei was honest, she felt awful, whether from worry about Sean or her own health problems, she couldn’t tell. Despite being on oxygen, she was starting to feel short of breath again. Her heart was starting to race; she was feeling dizzy, and it felt like someone was sitting on her chest. “Angela…something’s wrong.” Lorelei gasped out as everything turned dark.

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***Elizabeth’s POV***

The past twenty-four hours had been a rollercoaster of emotions for Elizabeth Lascelles. As she waited for the car to take her to the airport, she had been excited at the prospect of seeing her only son for the first time in over a decade and meeting her daughter-in-law and granddaughter in person for the first time. They were not expecting her to arrive so soon, however after she found out that her granddaughter had been born prematurely, Elizabeth had rearranged her plans to arrive sooner. Then she had received a call from Lorelei’s phone. Answering it, she had found out it was not her daughter-in-law, rather a Detective Hank Griffin, a man who worked under her son in the Portland Police Department. Through him, she had found out her son had been shot and was on deaths door. The pain she had experienced at the thought of her son dying was unlike any she had experienced before. After obtaining one last item to add to her luggage, Elizabeth had gotten into the waiting car and headed to the airport.

The trip was wrought with worry and fear. For her son, for her granddaughter, and for her daughter-in-law. Elizabeth knew the pain of losing one’s soulmate, and it was not something she wanted her daughter-in-law to experience. Lorelei seemed to be a wonderful woman, perfect for her son. Despite being a Grimm, Elizabeth had been eager to meet the woman who had made her son so happy. And now, if Elizabeth did not arrive in time, the sweet girl would experience the pain Elizabeth was only too familiar with. It had been almost five decades since she lost her beloved, and she still felt that pain every day. Furthermore, Elizabeth had been concerned about the physical impact Sean’s potential death could have on Lorelei, who had already been weakened during her pregnancy. It was rare, but there were some soulmates with a connection so strong that the death of one could lead to the death of the other. If children were involved, the other did live however it was a half-life. Elizabeth had a strong feeling that Sean and Lorelei’s connection was that strong.

Elizabeth had her driver drop her at the hospital. Walking speedily through the hospital, she had arrived at her son’s room, just as he was dying. Freezing the doctors in the room, Elizabeth had rushed forward, acting speedily to return her son to the land of the living. After she had recovered, made sure her son was alright, Elizabeth had gone looking for her daughter-in-law and granddaughter. She knew they were close by, having called Lorelei’s phone as soon as she arrived in Portland. A woman, identifying herself as Angela, a friend of Lorelei’s had informed her that Lorelei was unwell herself. Admitted the evening before, it seemed the issues that had plagued Lorelei throughout her pregnancy had followed her into the postpartum period.

When Elizabeth had asked a nurse about Lorelei, a look of recognition crossed her face, and she had led Elizabeth to a room down the hall from Sean’s. She spotted an older woman pacing the hall outside, a tiny baby in her arms. As Elizabeth arrived at the room, a doctor stepped out and addressed the other woman.

“She seems to be stable for now. I’m not exactly sure of the cause, but her heart stopped. We were able to restart it. We are still waiting on the results of the tests we did earlier and will be conducting more to determine what is going on.”

The nurse leading Elizabeth addressed the doctor, introducing Elizabeth as Lorelei’s mother-in-law. The woman, she later found out was Angela, looked at her cautiously. Elizabeth could tell she was wesen. It seemed most of Lorelei and her brother’s friends were wesen from what she had been told. The doctor informed both women that Lorelei was conscious, if not very fatigued and disorientated. After checking on Lorelei, Elizabeth was able to hold her granddaughter for the first time. As she looked down at her precious little Olivia, she felt a love she had not felt before. She was a grandmother.

Elizabeth had sent Angela home, thanking her for looking out for Lorelei and Olivia, but she was here now and would take care of her family. Once the other woman had left, Elizabeth had approached Lorelei. She reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face. Lorelei’s eyes fluttered open. “Elizabeth?”

Elizabeth smiled at her. “Yes. I am here now. All will be well.”

Tears filled her eyes. “Sean?”

“He is alive. And he will be staying that way. Now, rest my darling.” She said, gently stroking her hair before placing a kiss on her forehead.

Lorelei’s eyes fluttered closed and she fell into a more peaceful sleep. Satisfied that her daughter-in-law would be safe for now, and after informing the nurse where to find her, Elizabeth returned to her son’s room.

***Sean’s POV***

Everything hurts. Was the first thing Sean thought as he drifted back into consciousness. Where are Lorelei and Olivia? Are they safe? Were his next thoughts.

As he opened his eyes, he realised that he was in a hospital room. Glancing around, his eyes fell on a familiar back, golden hair bathed in the light from the window. It hadn’t been a dream. His mother was really here. “You’re really here.” He commented, his voice thick.

She slowly turned around, a relieved smile crossing her face as she stepped towards him. Sean’s gaze moved down to the little bundle in her arms. The smile on his face widened. “Olivia.” He breathed, happy to see his youngest daughter safe and well. His smile dropped slightly, realising someone was missing. “Where’s Lorelei?”

His mother reached out, gently smoothing his hair with her free hand. “Having a much-needed rest, while I bond with my granddaughter.” She told him softly.

“Is she ok?”

His mother nodded. “Now that she knows you are doing to be alright.”

Sean nodded. He sighed. “I wasn’t sure if it was a dream. You being here.” He hadn’t seen his mother for well over a decade. It was wonderful to see her in person again.

“I’m just glad I made it in time.” She said, her hand coming to cup his cheek.

Sean felt tears prickle his eyes as he called how he ended up here. “I was dead.” He said quietly.

“For a moment.” He had died. Almost leaving his soulmate and child behind forever.

“I suppose that’s the second time you’ve given me life.”

His mother’s smile widened. “It hurt a lot more the first time.” She told him. He returned her smile. “Who did this to you?”

Sean swallowed before answering. “Weston Steward.” He took in a breath, feeling pain in his chest. “A hundjager working with the Royal Family.”

“The family again. Will they never leave us alone?”

“No.” Sean told her, feeling angry. It had been over forty years, and they were still coming after them. And now Sean had dragged his soulmate and children into it.

“I would like very much to meet this, Weston Steward.”

A thought occurred to Sean. “I just remembered, I was supposed to give something very important to Nick Burkhardt. He’s Lorelei’s brother, the other Grimm I told you about.” Sean tried to sit up. “I need to speak to him.”

His mother gently pushed him back down. “You are not doing anything, except getting better.” She told him.

“You don’t understand. Adalind was with him.” He said looking up at her.

“Adalind, Catherine’s daughter?”

“Yes. She used the Verfluchte Zwillingsschwester.” Her eyes widened slightly. “There’s also one more thing, there is another child, a girl.”

She looked at him in confusion. “Who’s child?”

“Adalinds…and mine.”

His mothers eyes widened again, before a small smile crossed her face. “So, I have two granddaughters?” She said, glancing down at the one in her arms before looking back at him.

“Not that you look like a grandmother.” He said smiling, although he wondered what his mother’s reaction would be when she heard that not only was her eldest granddaughter conceived as a result of him being unfaithful to his soulmate, but that she would not be able to meet her.

His mother chuckled. “When do I get to see my eldest granddaughter?”

The smile disappeared from his face. He sighed. “It’s complicated.”

That particular conversation with his mother was uncomfortable. Telling her about his unfaithfulness and then giving away Diana. Regarding his unfaithful behaviour towards his soulmate, this was only the second time he had verbalised his actions. His mother had been extremely surprised to hear that he had cheated on Lorelei with Adalind. And had admonished him about it. Even though this was her first time meeting Lorelei in person, over the past few months, he knew his mother had come to adore his soulmate, as much as he did. Describing giving up Diana; this was also one of the only times had had talked about it. He told his mother the same story he and the others had told Adalind and Lorelei. However, his mother didn’t seem to believe it.

“If I hadn’t of given her to Viktor, he would have killed me... and you. ” Sean explained to her. By now, he felt well enough to be seated. His youngest daughter in his arms.

His mother looked sceptical. “So, you had no choice but to give my eldest granddaughter to the Royals?” He looked down, avoiding her gaze. “I know you better than that. You wouldn’t have given her to Viktor but giving her to the Resistance…wouldn’t have guaranteed her safety, either.” He looked back up at her. “However, it would be advantageous if the Royals thought the Resistance had her.” A smile crossed her face. “Are you gonna tell me where she really is?”

Sean sighed. “I don’t know.” He admitted. “But she’s with someone who owes allegiance to no one.”

They were interrupted by a knock at the door, and a nurse stepped in. “Sorry to interrupt. But Lorelei is awake and insisting on seeing her soulmate and daughter. She is becoming quite agitated and trying to get out of bed.”

His mother sighed. “Is she well enough to be brought down here?” She asked the nurse. Sean looked at her in surprise. Well enough? Sean thought Lorelei was simply resting, was something wrong?

“She is stable, and I suppose as long as she doesn’t walk. But I might check with the doctor.”

“You do that.”

As the nurse left, Sean returned his attention to his mother. “What’s going? What does the nurse mean by stable? I thought you said she was resting.”

“She is resting. However, from what I’ve ascertained, Lorelei was admitted last night due to high blood pressure.” She told him slowly; he went to speak but she stopped him. “Your Detective Griffin seems to have arranged for her to be admitted on this floor. The doctors have been running tests all day. From what I’ve been told they suspect it is postpartum preeclampsia that has…led to complications.”

Sean and Lorelei had been warned about postpartum preeclampsia. Although Lorelei’s blood pressure had significantly dropped, she was still being treated for high blood pressure. They were told to keep an eye out for a return of preeclampsia symptoms. However, Lorelei had been fine; better than she had felt in weeks. “What kind of complications?” He asked suspiciously, holding his daughter closer to his body.

Mother sighed. “From what I have been told, preliminary tests indicate some form of cardiomyopathy and fluid in her lungs. They are concerned about her heart.”

Sean stared at his mother. “I have a feeling there is something else you aren’t telling me.”

She sighed again. “I was informed that…around the same time that you…died.” She let out a steadying breath. “Lorelei’s heart stopped.” She held up her hand to stop him from talking. “They got it started again. For now, they have her on oxygen, medication to control her blood pressure and some other medications.”

Sean swallowed thickly, as tears once again prickled his eyes. He glanced down at Olivia. His daughter could have lost both her parents in one day, effectively becoming an orphan. What if he had survived and Lorelei hadn’t? How would he have lived without her? At that moment there was a knock on the door, and a nurse entered pushing Lorelei in a wheelchair. Although Lorelei was pale, with a nasal cannula and leads and cords attached to her, Sean felt relief when he saw her, glad that she appeared well enough to at least be out of bed. He saw similar relief reflected in her eyes.

“Sean.” His soulmate said, her voice a little breathless. The nurse pushed the wheelchair as close to him as possible and locked the wheels before slipping out of the room. His mother took Olivia from his arms and mentioned something about giving them some time alone before also leaving. Sean reached his hand out to Lorelei, and she grabbed it tightly, bringing it to her lips. “I’m so glad you’re ok.” She said, her beautiful eyes filled with tears. “I thought I was going to lose you.”

Sean swallowed again as a lump formed in his throat. “I’m not going anywhere. You are stuck with me.” Lorelei gave a tearful laugh. Their hands were intertwined on the bed, and she had moved to rest her cheek on them. “Mother told me you weren’t well. What happened?”

“I don’t know. I’ve been fine all week. And then, I wasn’t. I don’t really know what’s going on. Everything is a blur. The doctors are worried about my heart and my lungs.” She said, looking up at him from where her head was resting.

God, he wanted her in his arms. But right now, that wasn’t an option. All he could do was squeeze her hand. From the look in her eyes, she felt the same way. Her next words did shock him somewhat. “I want to get married. The sooner, the better. Even if it’s a ceremony at City Hall. Preferably before your mother leaves.”

“Are you sure?”

Lorelei nodded, sitting up. “I am. I just want to be your wife.”

Sean’s chest and throat tightened again; this time due to the love he felt for the woman before him. He squeezed her hand. “Ok. But not City Hall. You deserve a beautiful ceremony with your family. It doesn’t have to be big. Something small.”

His mother returned shortly after and was ecstatic when she heard they had plans to get married almost immediately after they were discharged from hospital. She was looking forward to planning. Sean made her promise that she would not go overboard. Sean’s doctor arrived, marvelling at how quickly Sean seemed to be recovering. Considering he had died. Just as Sean’s doctor was leaving, Lorelei’s arrived.

“Hello Lorelei. How are you feeling?”

Lorelei shrugged. “Much better than I felt earlier. Have you figured out what is wrong with me?”

The doctor nodded. “I have. Looking at your test results and after consulting with cardiology, pulmonology, and obstetrics, we have reached a diagnosis. Postpartum preeclampsia, which I am sure you are already familiar with. You also have peripartum cardiomyopathy or PPCM and cardiogenic pulmonary edema.”

“And what exactly are they? Are they treatable?” Sean asked, squeezing Lorelei’s hand.

“Both conditions are treatable with high rates of recovery. Especially since we caught them so early.” The doctor advised them. “PPCM is an uncommon form of heart failure that can occur in late pregnancy or post-delivery. It is typically diagnosed when no other cause of heart failure can be found. Think of it as heart muscle weakness.  However, many can recover normal heart function within the first three to six months of treatment.”

“Ok.” Lorelei said slowly, mulling over the information. “And the pulmonary edema?”

“Pulmonary edema is caused when there is too much fluid in the lungs and in most cases can be caused by heart problems. Which appears to be true in your case.

“But she’ll recover?” Mother asked, looking concerned.

“She will. Her oxygen levels have greatly increased thanks to the nasal cannula. Now, she won’t be completely well by the end of the week. It will take some time, and quite the cocktail of medications, but there is no reason to believe she won’t.”

“Will this impact my ability to have children in the future?”

Sean looked at her in surprise. “Planning more children already?”

Lorelei looked at him. “Well, you aren’t getting any younger.” She said with a shit eating grin.

Sean rolled his eyes before looking back at the doctor expectantly. “Well, I would hold off on trying for a while. Your body needs to recover from the pregnancy, c-section and your more recent diagnoses. I’d recommend at least a year and discuss it with your doctors before trying.”

Lorelei nodded. “Ok. And when can I go home?”

The doctor laughed. “How about we wait a few days and see how your doing? And then we can evaluate going home.”

After her doctor left, Sean could see Lorelei’s energy was wavering, so he insisted she returned to her room to rest. His mother suggested they keep Olivia with them for the time being and she would return her to Lorelei’s room before she left. Lorelei agreed and the nurse returned her to her room.

Sean sighed. Although he was tired himself, he was concerned about Lorelei. He would always be concerned about Lorelei. “You heard the doctor. She will recover.”

“I know.” He said with another sigh. His mother gave his arm a squeeze.

Sometime close to 8pm, as his mother was returning Olivia to Lorelei before she left, Nick and Hank arrived to check up on both Lorelei and himself. “Hey Captain.” Hank said as they entered the room.

He smiled at them. “It’s good to see you guys.”

“You too.” Nick told him. Sean noticed that the older Grimm, his future brother-in-law, was a little melancholy.

“You’re looking pretty good for a guy who’s been through what you’ve been through.” Hank commented.

“How are you feeling?” Nick asked.

Sean cleared his throat. “Better than I was.” He looked at Nick. “Listen, Nick, did you get what I brought to your house for you?”

Nick shook his head. “No. It’s gone.” Sean stared at him. Nick let out a breath. “I’m not a Grimm anymore.”

Sean sighed, briefly closing his eyes before returning his gaze to Nick. “Oh Nick. I’m sorry…I…I tried.”

“I know. We can talk about this when you’re feeling a little stronger.”

“I should have known what Adalind was up to.” Sean sighed again. “I’m just glad Trubel knew how to handle a machete. I owe her.”

Nick nodded. “Well. I’m just glad you’re still here.” And Sean could tell that he did mean it.

“So am I.” The three of them looked to the door, where his mother had just entered.

“Detectives Burkhardt and Griffin, this is Elizabeth Lascelles. My mother.”

The surprise on his detectives’ faces was not well hidden. Sean did find it somewhat amusing. “Oh.” Hank said after a moment.

“Hi.” Nick added. No doubt he realised he was facing another hexenbiest.

“She’s had a lot of work done.” He told them, trying to fight off the smirk.

“You must be Lorelei’s brother. She speaks highly of you.” Mother told Nick. “I was just in with her and Olivia, if you were looking to visit with them. Lorelei was just starting to feed Olivia.”

He nodded. “I am. We were actually going to stop in on her next.” Nick said, glancing at Sean. “How is she?”

Sean sighed. “Better than she was earlier.”

“Did the doctors figure out what was wrong? Is it that preeclampsia thing?” Hank asked.

“Among other things. Her conditions are treatable and recoverable, but it will take time.” Sean told them.

“Conditions?” Hank queried, looking concerned.

Sean nodded. “Peripartum cardiomyopathy and cardiogenic pulmonary edema.”

“And what does that mean?” Nick asked slowly.

“Basically, heart muscle weakness and fluid on the lungs.” Sean summed up; he’d leave it to Lorelei to explain it if they had more questions. “But with time and medication, she should make a full recovery.”

***Lorelei’s POV***

“Knock knock.”

Lorelei looked up to see her brother and Hank entering her hospital room. “Hey guys. What brings you to my neck of the wood?”

“Just checking in on you. And the Captain. You are looking a lot better.” Hank said, as he stood at the end of her bed. Nick coming to stand beside her.

“I am feeling better. Still like crap. But definitely better.” She said, smiling up at them.

“Renard…uh, Sean was giving us a run down what the doctors said is wrong.” Nick told her. Hmm, Nick had never referred to Sean by his first name before. Guess Sean almost dying was bringing her brother around. “How are you feeling about that?”

Lorelei shrugged. “Not much I can do about it. It does mean I’ll still have healing to do after my c-section is all healed. So, that means I’m still going to have to take it easy. Apart from research, I won’t be able to help you out with anything wesen related for quite some time.”

As she was looking down at Olivia, she missed the look exchanged between the men. “Don’t worry about that. Just focus on you and the baby. We’ll survive.” Nick said.

“I do have some other news though.” Lorelei told them. “Sean and I will probably be getting married quite soon. After everything, I don’t want to wait any longer.”

Hank raised an eyebrow. “Oh, really? When are you gonna do that?”

Lorelei shrugged. “Not sure. Probably after Monroe and Rosalee get back from their honeymoon.” Again, a look was exchanged between the men, but Lorelei didn’t notice.

“Well, I look forward to it. Let us know and we’ll be there.”

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***Sean’s POV***

Sean did manage to sleep well, knowing that Lorelei and Olivia were only a few rooms away. Still, he wished that they were closer. However, he soon learned his mother had arranged for Lorelei and himself to be placed in the same room. She had said it was so they would hold each other accountable. They were moved in together after breakfast.

“Olivia wasn’t a fan of the formula?” Mother asked.

Lorelei glanced up from where she was changing Olivia’s diaper. “No. She literally gagged when tasting it. Although my doctors think they’ve found medications for me to take that will allow me to keep breastfeeding.”

“That’s good.” Sean commented, as a knock sounded at the door.

The door opened revealing Monroe and Rosalee. “What the hell are you two doing here?” Lorelei asked, looking at them in surprise.

“Well, hello to you too.” Monroe said sarcastically, although Sean could see there was no menace behind it.

“Sorry. I just thought you two would be on your honeymoon by now.” Lorelei said, accepting a hug from Rosalee.

“Well, with everything going on right now, you can’t really expect us to be able to enjoy our honeymoon.” Rosalee told her as Monroe stepped forward to hug her as well. Sean saw them noticing his mother.

“Monroe, Rosalee, this is my mother, Elizabeth.” Sean introduced.

He saw Monroe straighten up looking a little nervous. Even among other wesen, hexenbiest were intimidating. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“Hi.” Rosalee said, seeming just as uncomfortable as her husband. His mother nodded her head at them in greeting.

“You’ve spoken to Nick?” Sean asked them.

“Yeah.” Monroe said, looking at his mother.

“That’s alright. She’s up to speed.” He informed them.

“In order for you to help your friend. You need to know what was in the potion.” Mother told them.

“I can show them where Adalind made it.” Sean said, trying to get out of bed.

His mother gently, yet forcefully pushed him back down. “You’re not going anywhere.”

“They need to know what she used and how she did it.” Sean said. “They won’t be able to do this without my help.”

“You’re not well enough.”

Glancing briefly at Lorelei, he leaned closer to his mother. “Nick helped bring your oldest granddaughter to safety.” He whispered, not wanting Lorelei to hear. “Now, if it wasn’t for him, she’d be with the Royal Family right now.”

“And you think Nick can help keep them from finding her?” She asked quietly and he nodded.

“Yes, as a Grimm.”

Mother looked at Monroe and Rosalee briefly before turning back to Sean. “I’ll go with them.”

“No, we – we don’t need to take you away from your son at a time like this.” Monroe stuttered nervously.

“Don’t be afraid of me.”

Monroe laughed nervously. “Oh, afraid? No, no, it’s…”

“To beat a hexenbiest like Adalind, you need a hexenbiest like me.”

Monroe and Rosalee reluctantly conceded, and his mother left with them. Sean sighed and glanced over at Lorelei, who was looking confused. “What is it?”

“What’s going on? Am I missing something? What did Adalind end up doing to Nick?”

Once Sean started explaining to Lorelei about Nick, it seemed to jog her memory of the events on the day he was shot. As with Nick, he apologised to Lorelei for not being able to stop it. Lorelei shut him down quickly, highlighting that Sean had done everything he could. Not long after that, she was taken off for some additional scans. Upon her return, Sean was taken for his own.

“No nasal cannula.” He commented, once he was settled back in bed.

“No. My oxygen levels are high enough that I don’t need it anymore.” She told him, gently placing Olivia into the stroller between their beds before making her way over the sit on the edge of his bed.

Sean reached out to take her hand in his own. “That’s good to hear.” He told her, gently running his thumb over her knuckles. “So, I’ve been thinking about our living situation.”

“Yeah?”

“I don’t think the apartment is safe enough anymore. I’ve been thinking we should find somewhere else. Maybe a house? With a yard for the dog.”

Lorelei smiled. “I like that idea. More room for a growing family.”

Sean returned the smile. It was heart warming to know that Lorelei wanted more children with him and was thinking about their future. However, Sean was concerned. Her recent pregnancy hadn’t been exactly been easy. Nor was her health particularly good at the moment.

“What is it?”

Sean sighed. “I’m just concerned about you. I do want more children, but the strain your pregnancy with Olivia had on your body…” He trailed off, frowning.

Lorelei squeezed his hand. “Look, it’s not something we need to worry about anytime soon. Let’s just focus on getting well enough to get out of this hospital.”

A couple of days later, Sean received the news that he was well enough to be released from the hospital. He was worried about leaving Lorelei behind; however, she managed to talk her doctor into releasing her as well. Her doctor had wanted to keep her in for a couple of days as a precaution, but eventually relented. Only because Sean would be with her for the first couple of days before he returned to work. His doctor had cleared him for that as long as he spent the first couple of weeks working shorter hours.

Later that night, Sean sighed in contentment, holding Lorelei close to him. Olivia was sleeping in her bassinet. It was good have some privacy with his family, without people coming and going. He and Lorelei had spent the evening discussing their plans for the wedding. It was going to be small, no more than 20 people. Apart from his mother, there was no one Sean was interested in inviting. Most would be Lorelei’s family, along with the eisbibers she was closest to and Melody. Sean looked down at Lorelei. It didn’t matter what their wedding was like, as long as they were wed. Pressing a kiss to her forehead, Sean closed his eyes, trying to get some sleep before Olivia woke for her next feeding.

“Hey, how was your first day back?” Lorelei greeted him as he entered their suite. She was seated at the table in the sitting room area.

“Uneventful.” He commented, setting his briefcase on the sideboard.

“Did you take it easy?” Lorelei asked.

Sean smiled, coming over to press a kiss to the top of her head. “Isn’t that my line?” He asked, before catching a peek at what she was looking at. “Looking at wedding dresses?”

“Yeah.” She commented, appearing deep in thought. “But nothing has really caught my fancy.” She gave a chuckle. “I never thought I would be buying clothes and having to take into consideration how quickly I can whip my boobs out.” Sean laughed as well.

Shutting her laptop, Lorelei stood up and stepped closer to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down for a proper welcome home. Sean’s arms went to her waist, pulling her even closer as he returned her kiss. “You eaten yet?”

Sometime later they were settled at the table eating the food that had not long arrived. Sean was telling her about his conversation with Sergeant Wu, regarding Theresa Rubel or Trubel as it seemed she preferred to be known as. “I told him I’d look into it. But I should warn Nick that he is asking questions.”

Lorelei sighed. “I remember when we were in the waiting room, while you were in surgery…he told Hank and I he is still having nightmares about the aswang. He also saw one of the books on wesen at Nick’s. Sounds like he read a little as well.”

Sean considered what she had told him. “Do you think he is close to figuring everything out?”

“Not without help. I think if left to his own devices, this is going to impact his mental health again. You know, before the doctor came out, we were this close to telling him everything.”

“Do you think it wise?”

“It would make it easier to explain Trubel. And he is close, I can feel it. His mind certainly seems to be open enough. I’m just not sure if I should tell him or if it will be better coming from Hank.”

Sean nodded. “It is a conundrum.” He admitted, returning to his meal as Lorelei did the same.

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***Sean’s POV***

“Your new home must have cost a small fortune.” His mother commented as Sean gave her a tour of his and Lorelei’s new home. Sean had been able to find and acquire it quickly. They hadn’t move in yet, although he’d had people transferring their belongings from the old place most of the week.

“Thank god you had one.” He replied and she chuckled. “Security here is far better than what I had before.”

“Good.” She said as they descended the stairs. “Because I can only save you that way once.

Sean glanced at her as they approached the double doors leading to the balcony. “I know what that must’ve cost you. I’m very grateful.” He told her, glancing out at the magnificent view of the city.

“Did you happen to meet the young woman staying with Nick and Juliette?”

“I did. She seems very capable.”

“She decapitated a hundjager.”

“You think she knew that?”

“She’s a Grimm as well.” He told her.

She raised an eyebrow. “Another Grimm in Portland. What is that? Three now. Once Nick gets his powers back.”

“Yes.”

Mother turned to face him. “I sense that about. Just as I sense something about you.”

“What?”

“You want to tell me who has my eldest granddaughter.”

Sean sucked in a breath, looking back out at the view. “I do, but it won’t do any good. No one knows where she is.”

“Tell me who has her.”

“Kelly Burkhardt.” He said, looking at his mother. “Nick and Lorelei’s mother.”

His mother raised an eyebrow. “Also, a Grimm?”

“Yeah.” He confirmed. “A very dangerous one.”

“You know I’m going to find her.”

“I know you gonna try.”

She smiled at him, as she turned to face him. “Let me look at you.” He gave her a strange look. “I need to make sure you’re ok, there’s no lingering effect of what I’ve done.”

Sean considered it for a moment, knowing what she wanted to see. He woged for her. Her smile widened. “God I’m good.”

Sean woged back. “You are.”

They smiled at each other for a moment, before his mother glanced around at the deck and living space. She returned her gaze to him. “How many guests were you planning to invite to the wedding? Around 20, was it?”

Sean looked, eyeing her suspiciously. “Yes.”

“And you trust these people?”

“I trust them to keep Lorelei and Olivia safe.” He said slowly, wondering where she was going with this.

“What if we had the wedding here?” She said, gesturing to the area they were standing in.

“Here?”

“Yes. This deck has some gorgeous views, it would be perfect for the ceremony and the reception. And then you two don’t have far to go to get home.”

Sean glanced around, considering it. “I think Lorelei would love the idea of being married in our home.” He said, a smile crossing his face at the thought of his love.

“I sense her brother, and his partner will be choosing to restore his powers in this coming week. How about we set the date for next Saturday. It will give us time to get everything together.

***Lorelei’s POV***

“Elizabeth, what a pleasant surprise.” Lorelei said, stepping back to allow her mother-in-law into the suite.

“I hope you don’t mind me popping by unannounced.”

“Of course not.”

“I wanted to see if you were feeling up to going out.”

“What did you have in mind?” Lorelei asked her.

Elizabeth smiled warmly at her. “Wedding dress shopping.”

Lorelei returned her smile. “I’d love to. I’ve been looking online for ideas, but I haven’t seen anything I like yet.”

“Perhaps seeing them in person and trying them on will help.”

An hour later, they entered a store, Elizabeth pushing Olivia in her stroller. Lorelei looked around; she shouldn’t be surprised that Elizabeth had chosen a high-end bridal store. A woman approached them and addressed Elizabeth. “Ms Lascelles?”

“Yes.”

The woman, Cecilia, led them to a private area before telling them their consultant would be with them soon. She directed them to sit and asked if they would like some champagne. Elizabeth made sure to tell her to bring Lorelei a non-alcoholic one as she was breastfeeding. The drinks arrived at the same time as the consultant. “Elizabeth. It has been too long.” The older woman said.

Elizabeth stood and Lorelei followed suit. “It has been too long Madeline. Lovely to see you again.” She put her arm around Lorelei’s shoulder. “Allow me the pleasure of introducing you to my daughter-in-law, Lorelei.”

Madeline turned to Lorelei. “The pleasure is all mine, Lorelei. Although I fear any dress I have will pale in comparison to your beauty.”

Lorelei ducked her head, feeling her cheeks warm up. Madeline than noticed the stroller and stepped forward, peeking in. “And who is this precious child?”

“My granddaughter, Olivia.”

Madeline returned her gaze to the two of them. “Congratulations. She is absolutely beautiful.” She clapped her hands. “Now, how can I help? Do you have any styles in mind?”

“Not really. I’ve looked at some online, but nothing pops out.” Lorelei said, feeling a little embarrassed.

“Not to worry. Why don’t I pull a few and we can go from there.”

Lorelei was enjoying herself, trying on dresses, however none felt like the right one. “Not to worry dear. We will find the perfect dress for you.” Madeline told her when she noticed Lorelei looking disheartened. Madeline than gasped. “I think I might know the perfect dress for you. It is a little different compared to the other dresses, much more understated. It is maternity and breastfeeding friendly as well. Would you like to see it?”

“Yes, please.” Lorelei said, starting to feel a little excited. While Madeline may think this next dress was understated, Lorelei had a feeling it may be more her style.

Ten minutes later, Lorelei was wearing the dress, checking herself out in the mirror before she would model it for Elizabeth. Madeline was right, compared to the other dresses this one was a lot plainer. But Lorelei loved it. It was comfortable and flowy. There was so much she could do with this dress and a vision was starting to form in her mind. “Oh yes.” Madeline said from behind her. “Your inner goddess is shining through dear.”

When Lorelei stepped out to show Elizabeth, her mother-in-law gasped, her hand coming to rest on her chest. “Oh Lorelei. That dress…it’s perfect.”

Lorelei’s smile grew. “Yeah?”

“Oh yes.”

“The designer for this dress was inspired by the Greek goddesses.” Madeline told them.

Lorelei looked at her image in the mirror. She certainly felt like a goddess. “This is my wedding dress.”

***Sean’s POV***

Sean looked through the file Nick and Hank had put together, as they briefed him on the case they were working on. “Gabriel’s records claim he has a medical degree from the University of Sao Paolo.” Nick told him. “Had a private practice in Rio for 15 years. Got his green card when he married Ava eight months ago. He has no criminal record in Brazil, so, at least not one we’ve been able to find.”

“Ava’s the sole heir to her family’s import/export business Esperazar Brazil.” Hank continued. “I don’t have an exact figure, but it’s worth about 50 million.”

“So, we’re thinking Gabriel is involved because he has the most to gain?” Sean asked glancing at them.

“Only problem is, Gabriel tried to stop her. When she drove away, the wolf was in her car.” Nick told him.

“Either he’s innocent or he’s working with somebody.” Hank said.

“There’s a hearing tomorrow to determine whether Gabriel gets control of her estate.” Nick informed him.

“So, you have to confirm whether or not Gabriel is a Luison?”

“Yep.” Nick confirmed.

“And use Theresa?” Nick was silent. “Well, she’s a Grimm, right?” Nick glanced down. “Look, Nick, Theresa stopped Weston Steward from putting an extra bullet in me, so I’m feeling a little protective of her myself.”

Nick sighed. “I’m trying to not involve her too much in what we do” He said, as Sean sat down in his chair. “She’s still got a lot to learn. I’m using Monroe on this one.”

“You know, one of these days you’re gonna have to make a decision. Or you’re going to have to back off from these investigations. Now, I personally think that would be a mistake, but I’m not gonna tell you what to do with your life. You’re also gonna have to deal with Sergeant Wu, because I don’t want him getting any closer to bringing Theresa down.”

It was getting late when Sean returned home. He had let Lorelei know, so she could order dinner, and they could eat when he arrived. The two ate together, discussing their days. Sean learnt that Lorelei had gone wedding dress shopping with his mother. Sean wasn’t surprised to learn his mother was moving fast. “My mother suggested a location for the wedding.” He told Lorelei.

Lorelei looked at him with interest. “Yeah?”

He nodded. “She suggested our new house.”

“We have a new house?”

“We do.”

The beautiful smile graced her features. “I’m happy to hear. I’m starting to feel a little cramped in this suite. And I miss my pets. When can we move in?”

Sean smiled at her. “How does tomorrow sound?”

The next day, after they finished packing their belongings, they checked out of the hotel and Sean drove them to their new home. After pulling into the driveway, Sean got out and went around to open Lorelei’s door. She stepped out, looking up at the house in awe, as Sean moved to get Olivia out. “What do you think?” He asked her.

Lorelei looked up at him. “It’s beautiful.”

Placing his hand on her lower, he escorted her to the front door. “Wait until you see the rest.” He told her.

Sean slowly gave his future wife a tour of their new home. He knew it was risky, purchasing a home without completely consulting Lorelei. However, he felt he knew her well enough to choose one she was love. And he was correct, Lorelei loved the house. It was a large, spacious house with five bedrooms, three and a half bath, and a large yard. It was still close to the city with plenty of privacy.

After leaving Olivia to sleep in her bassinet, the two of them sat out on the back deck off the main level. They were seated on one of the outdoor lounges, Lorelei curled up against him. “You know, my mother suggested having the wedding here.” Sean told her.

Lorelei sat up a bit to look at him. “That’s a good idea. This house has plenty of space and would be great for entertaining. And, we wouldn’t have to go anywhere.”

“I thought it was as well. How would you feel about getting married this Saturday?”

A smile broke across her face before she kissed him. “I’m in if you are?”

Sean laughed. “I am definitely in.”

“That explains why your mom took me wedding dress shopping yesterday.” Lorelei commented. “And why there were a lot of questions about what I would like to do for the wedding.”

“Hmm, Mother is usually more subtle.” Sean said with a smile. “So, we’re getting married on Saturday.”

Lorelei kissed him again. “I can’t wait.”

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***Lorelei’s POV***

Sean had left for work, and Elizabeth was out and about planning the wedding. The day before Lorelei and Elizabeth had tracked down the last few items Lorelei needed to pull her look for the wedding together. Her guests were aware of the wedding date and we’re all looking forward to it, believing they needed something to look forward to considering everything that had been going on. Nick losing his powers and regaining them, Sean getting shot, Josh’s arrival, and the threatening actions of the Secundum Naturae Ordinem Wesen group towards Monroe and Rosalee.

Lorelei picked up her phone, selected a contact before closing her phone again. She had done this a number of times in the past hour. She really wasn’t sure if this was the best idea. What would the others think about her doing it behind their backs. But she had woken up this morning with a very strong feeling. Something telling her it was time. She had to do it. With a sigh, she grabbed her phone again, selected the contact, and made the call. She listened to it ring for a few moments before the person picked up.

“Hey Drew.”

“Hurricane Lorelei. How are you?”

“Oh, you know, still feeling a bit crappy but that is to be expected. How are you doing?” Lorelei asked her favourite uniformed officer.

Sergeant Wu sighed. “You know, could be better, could be worse.”

“Yeah. I get that.” She took a deep breath. “Is there any chance you could pop over at some point today? Before you finish work?”

“Uh, yeah. Is everything ok?” He asked, sounding concerned.

Lorelei started pacing around the living room. “Yeah, yeah. Everything is fine. I just…there’s something I need to tell you. Something I think…might answer some questions you have.”

Sergeant Wu was silent for a moment. “Does it have to do with that book I saw at Nick place?”

“Yeah. And what you were talking about at the hospital. After Sean was shot.”

“What’s your new address?”

Lorelei was pacing again, wondering if this really was the right thing to do. There was a lot going on at the moment. Would the others be upset with her for doing this behind their backs? Sergeant Wu had said he was coming straight over. Lorelei checked her phone; she had another hour or so before Olivia was due for her next feed. Could she explain it in that time? Would he even believe her?

The doorbell rang and Lorelei headed straight for the door. After checking the peephole, she opened the door. “Hey.” She said, smiling at her friend.

Sergeant Wu smiled at her before pulling her in for a hug. “Hey, you are looking a lot better than the last time I saw you.”

Lorelei laughed as she pulled away, closing the door behind him. “Don’t I know it. Come on in.”

Sergeant Wu looked around, letting out a whistle. “Nice digs.”

“Yeah. It’s not too bad.” She said, heading back towards the living room. When they reached it, she turned to face him, letting out a breath. “Sorry, I’m still not sure if I should be doing this. Or where to start.”

“I get it. I mean, I want answers but at the same time I’m not sure if I do.”

Lorelei nodded understandingly, before gesturing to the couch. “Please, have a seat.”

He did so before looking at her expectantly. “So.”

“So. Um, you mentioned when talking about the book you saw at Nick, that you got the impression that the ‘monsters’ were somehow inside people. As if possessed.”

Sergeant Wu nodded. “Yeah. That’s the impression I got.”

Lorelei let out a breath. “You’re not too far off from the truth.”

Wu raised an eyebrow. “I’m not?”

Lorelei shook her head. “No. You’re not.” She sighed. “I might start with a metaphor that might help put everything into context. So, you know the X-Men, you know from the comics.”

Wu nodded slowly. “I am familiar with them.”

“Good. Um, you know how there are, what you might refer to as ‘normal’ people and then there are the mutants?”

“Yeah.”

“And there are good mutants and bad mutants, like real-life where you have good people and bad people.”

“Uh huh.”

“Well, in reality, that is, real life, there are a mutant equivalent who live among us. The, uh, umbrella term used is wesen.”

A look of recognition crossed his face. “I recognise that word.”

“You may have heard it mentioned before. But basically, there are many different types of wesen. Different species if you will. They aren’t possessed, its just who they are. A lot resemble different animals. Like foxes, beavers, reptiles ecetera. But they don’t always look like their, inner creature. Most of the time, they look like you and me. And they aren’t that different from us. They live their lives. They go to work, pay taxes, find their soulmates and have families. They are productive members of society. How you doing so far?”

Wu nodded slowly. “Ok. Is what I saw a wesen?”

Lorelei nodded. “Yeah. And honestly, probably one of the scarier looking ones. Definitely not the best for your first time seeing a wesen woge.”

Wu looked confused. “Woge?”

“Yeah. It’s a term used to describe the…physical change they undergo. There are a couple of different ones. One, is like you saw that night, where the wesen either wants to or doesn’t care about being seen. There is another that only certain individuals can see.”

“Certain individuals?”

“Yeah. And that is where Nick and I come into play. We aren’t wesen. We have, kind of a recessive gene that gives us the ability to see wesen woge when they don’t want to be seen. We are known as Grimms. And the book you saw, is one of many passed down to us from our ancestors who were also Grimms”

Wu looked contemplative. “You mean, like those German brothers?”

Lorelei nodded. “Yeah. The stories they wrote were real. They were also Grimms.”

“I’ve heard that word come up before. Grimm. It’s usually directed at Nick.”  

Lorelei smiled. “Grimms are kind of like the boogeyman for wesen. Only we are real. And historically, Grimms tended to indiscriminately kill wesen. Good or bad. Nick and I don’t do that. Among some of the wesen in Portland, we are seen as good Grimms.” Wu was silent for a moment. “Are you ok?”

“Yeah.” He said glancing down as he exhaled shakily. He looked back up and she could see some tears in his eyes. “I’m not crazy?”

Lorelei shook her head. “No. You aren’t crazy Drew.”

Sergeant Wu stood up and hugged Lorelei tightly. “Thank you. Thank you for telling me.”

Lorelei returned his hug, just as tightly. “I’m sorry we didn’t say anything sooner. At first, we were afraid of making things worse and then a whole bunch of shit happened.”

“It’s ok.” He said pulling away. He gave her a smile, a genuine smile that seemed to be filled with relief.

“Do you have any questions?”

He gave a laugh. “Yeah, a few. Uh, who else knows? Hank? The Captain?”

Lorelei nodded. “Yeah. They both know.”

“And what is the story with Theresa Rubel?”

“Ah. Yes. Um, long story short. She is also a Grimm. Although, for the longest time she didn’t know. All she knew was that she saw scary monsters no one else could see. And that they tried to kill her. Everyone she tried to tell; told her she was crazy. And sometimes, she thought she was crazy. But, luckily for her, she met Nick, and he has been helping her, educating her about wesen and what a Grimm is.”

Sergeant Wu nodded slowly. “I can relate to that. That explains why she has been staying at Nick and Juliette’s. I’ve been wondering why he was housing someone who was a suspect for a double homicide.”

Lorelei let out a breath. “Sometimes as Grimms, we have to work outside the confines of the law. I have blood on my hands as well.”

“Is that your way of telling me she is responsible?”

“Are you going to try and have her arrested?”

Wu sighed. “Were they wesen?”

“Yes. And not the good kind. But please, talk to Nick and Hank first. And Sean. He’s feeling a little protective of her; she played a role in why he’s alive now.”

Sergeant Wu didn’t really have many questions at that time. Lorelei let him know that he could ask her anything, anytime. She also warned him not to go around talking about wesen unless it was with the people she listed. Lorelei told him that she had only really touched the tip of the iceberg and once he had time to digest it, and speak with Nick, they could tell him more if he wanted. He thanked her again, telling her she had done the right thing, and he was appreciative of her honesty. As she left, Lorelei let out a sigh, before grabbing her phone. She should probably tell Nick and Sean what she had done.

***Sean’s POV***

Sean was finishing up a report before heading home. Another week and he wouldn’t be restricted to reduced work hours. He was interrupted by a knock at the door. “Yeah.”

Hank stepped in, looking a little panicked, followed by Nick who was on his phone. “I’m gonna put you on speaker phone, and you can tell all three of us what you did.”

Hank closed the door as Nick glanced at Sean. “Lorelei told Wu.”

Sean raised an eyebrow. He knew Lorelei was strongly considering it, but he thought she would at least speak with Nick before doing so. Nick set his phone to speaker before setting it on Sean’s desk. “Alright you’re on speaker phone.”

“I don’t know why this needs to be a group call. I told Wu about wesen and Grimms. I didn’t tell him which people were wesen. I thought I’d leave that up to you. However, he knows that we are Grimms, and that Sean and Hank know about wesen.”

“How did he handle it?” Sean asked her. He wasn’t interested in having Wu know that he was wesen just yet.

“He seemed ok. Relieved to know that he isn’t crazy.”

Nick sighed. “You should have spoken with us about this first.”

“He was close to spiralling. I was done talking about it. He needed to know.” Lorelei told them, sounding unapologetic. “I was just calling to let you guys know, in case he had any questions for you. Now, Liv is awake, so I gotta go.”

Lorelei ended the call than. Sean looked at the other men. Nick was not looking happy with his sister, while Hank was looking relieved. “At least he knows.” Hank said. “We don’t have to lie to him anymore.”

“It remains to be seen how he handles it.” Sean commented. He glanced out the window and saw a familiar figure approaching his office. “Speak of the devil.”

Wu knocked on the door and Sean called him in. As the man entered, he looked around at them. “I was hoping to speak with the three of you.”

Sean saw Nick and Hank exchange a look before looking back at Wu. “How was your talk with Lorelei?” Nick asked him slowly.

Wu looked a little surprised to know Lorelei had spoken with Nick already. “Very enlightening.”

“And how are you feeling about it?” Hank asked him, looking at the man closely.

Wu shrugged. “At least I know I’m not crazy. Which is a step up from how I was feeling before.”

Sean leaned forward. “Sergeant Wu. I need to impress on you the importance of keeping the information you have learnt to yourself.”

“Yes sir. Your other half made sure I knew that. But let’s be honest, who would believe me.” Wu answered. He looked at Nick and Hank. “Lorelei said she only covered the tip of the iceberg. I didn’t want to bog her down with questions, so I’m hoping you could provide some more information.”

The detectives arranged to meet with the uniformed officer to answer any other questions he had. The three left his office and Sean returned to the report. It would be interesting to see how this would turn out.

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***Lorelei’s POV***

The day before their wedding, Sean had taken the day off work to take Lorelei and Olivia to the hospital for their OBGYN and Paediatrician appointments. Olivia was developing as she should be. Lorelei was doing well after her c-section, except, of course, for her diagnoses. Lorelei would be following up with a cardiologist within the next month to ensure that the medication she was on was doing its job. Lorelei thought it was, as she was feeling much better.

When they returned home, Elizabeth had filled them in on the events for the next day. Lorelei had been grateful she was willing to step up and arrange everything for them. Sean had been worried she may go overboard, but Elizabeth hadn’t, consulting with them every step of the way. The ceremony would be starting at 3pm, with drinks and canapes afterwards in the garden while photos were taken. There would be an early dinner starting at 5pm. The day would be wrapping up around 9pm. Elizabeth had arranged the celebrant, photographer, caterers, and for someone to come and do Lorelei’s hair and makeup. Lorelei recognised her privilege; most brides were heavily involved in their wedding planning and felt the stress of it. Lorelei was safe from that, which was important at the moment. Besides, she didn’t really care about the wedding part, just the marrying Sean part.

That evening, Sean was picked up by Hank and taken to his place where the guys were meeting up to throw a sort of bachelor party for Sean. As far as she knew it would just be Nick, Monroe, Wu, and weirdly enough, Bud and Josh.  Rosalee, Juliette, Trubel, Katie and Melody came over to throw Lorelei a small bachelorette party. Lorelei had invited Elizabeth, but she insisted they didn’t need an ‘old woman’ stifling their fun. It did go unsaid that the other women probably would have been anxious being in the presence of a hexenbiest.

The bachelorette party wasn’t anything wild, especially with Olivia sleeping upstairs. They ate Chinese, made cocktails and mocktails, and sat around talking. “So, Lorelei, how are you feeling about tomorrow, excited…nervous?” Melody asked, sipping on her cocktail.

“I’m feeling pretty good.” Lorelei replied, glancing down at Olivia, who was feeding.

“No nerves?” Rosalee asked, no doubt thinking about how she felt before her own wedding.

Lorelei shook her head. “Nope. None at all.” She told them. “Then again, I haven’t had to do much. Elizabeth handled everything. So, I am lucky in that regard.”

“I’m glad guys are having a wedding, no matter how small.” Juliette commented. “Because it means we get to celebrate with you guys.”

“Do you know what the guys are doing tonight?” Katie asked.

Trubel spoke up. “Nick said they weren’t doing anything wild. Just dinner and some drinks.”

“Yeah. Sean and I aren’t exactly the type to have those type of bachelor slash bachelorette parties you see in moves.”

“I’m kind of grateful yours is low-key.” Trubel told Lorelei. “Those aren’t really my scene either.”

Lorelei smiled at her. “I’m glad you were able to come. If it wasn’t for you, there may not have been a wedding.”

Trubel shrugged, looking a little awkward. “I’m glad everything ended up working out.”

***Sean’s POV***

When Hank and Nick first approached him about having a low-key bachelor party for him, Sean had been sceptical. Although he knew those they intended to invite, they were Lorelei’s friends, not his. Sure, they had been getting on better recently, they weren’t exactly close. For three of them, he was their superior and there would be two he barely knew at all. Sean was expecting it to be awkward. However, he did find it to be an enjoyable evening. It had been a long time since Sean had attended any sort of an event where he didn’t have to put on a mask, where he was anything other than the Police Captain or the Bastard Prince. He was simply a man getting married. Sean was grateful his bachelor party didn’t involve anything wild. Just seven men, sitting around Hank’s backyard having some beers and eating.

It wasn’t too late when he returned home. Lorelei’s bachelorette party had wrapped up and he found her in their bedroom getting ready for bed. “Hey, how’d it go?” She asked, wrapping her arms around his neck as his went around her waist.

“It was quite enjoyable.” Sean told her honestly. “How about yours?”

“Same. I much prefer the laidback style I got, then what I’ve seen in movies.” She admitted.

The couple got ready for bed, filling each other in on what had gone on at their respective events. As they got into bed, Sean pulled Lorelei close to him. “This time tomorrow, we’ll be husband and wife.” He commented, kissing her gently.

“I can’t wait.”

***Lorelei’s POV***

Although the next day started as any other, there was a buzz in the air. Lorelei was excited and happy that she was going to be marrying her soulmate. There were some nerves however, although these were related to having to stand in front of a group of people and speak. Lorelei wasn’t a huge fan of public speaking, even if it would just be in front of her friends and family.

Just before lunch time, Rosalee and Juliette arrived to take Lorelei to the nail salon. When Lorelei arrived back home, they whisked her upstairs to help her start getting ready. The hair stylist and makeup artist were waiting for them. Lorelei had invited them to join her get their hair and make up done professionally. Eventually, it was time for Lorelei to get into her dress.

“Oh my god. Lorelei, you look like a Greek Goddess.” Rosalee gushed.

Juliette nodded, smiling at her. “You really do. You look even more beautiful than you already are.”

Lorelei ducked her head a little, as her friends continued gushing over her. They were interrupted when Olivia started crying. “Oh, what are you crying about Miss Olivia?” Rosalee asked, moving to pick her up from her bassinet.

Lorelei checked the time on her phone. Another hour left before the ceremony was due to start. “She’s probably ready for her next feed.” Lorelei told her, as she stepped towards the chair in the room. “Let’s see how breastfeeding friendly this dress really is.”

As it turns out, the dress was very breastfeeding friendly, and discreet. “If I didn’t know any better, I couldn’t tell you were breastfeeding.” Rosalee commented, sipping the champagne one of the waitstaff had brought up.

Lorelei looked up, just in time to see Juliette drop her phone to her side. “You taking a picture of me breastfeeding?”

“Yeah, sorry.” She said, not sounding sorry as she checked the photo she had taken. “But it is such a good photo of the two of you.”

Juliette showed Lorelei and Rosalee the photo. “That is a good one. Can you send it to me?” Lorelei asked her and Juliette nodded.

There was a knock at the door, and Nick’s voice came through. “Are you all decent?”

“Depends on your views on breastfeeding.” Lorelei called back. The door opened and her brother stepped inside.

“How’s it going?” Nick asked, before his gaze fell on Lorelei. “Oh wow, Lore, you look beautiful.”

“Thank you.” Lorelei replied, smiling up her brother who returned the smile.

“How’s the groom?” Juliette asked. Nick turned his attention to her.

“He’s doing alright. A little worried Lorelei might change her mind.”

“Hell no.”

Nick laughed. “I told him something to that tune.”

Time continued to move, and Lorelei was a little concerned that Olivia wouldn’t be finished in time, however she finished up about 15 minutes prior to the ceremony starting. Lorelei handed her to Rosalee who would be watching her during the ceremony. The other women exited the room, leaving the Burkhardt siblings alone. Lorelei was checking herself out in the mirror when Nick spoke.

“I can’t believe my baby sister is getting married.” He said quietly. Lorelei turned to look at him and he smiled at her. “I remember the first time I saw you. Mom and Dad had just brought you home from the hospital, wrapped up in this tiny pink blanket. Dad put you in my arms telling me that this was my little sister, and it was my job to protect you. He didn’t have to tell me though. The moment I held you, I knew I’d do whatever I could to keep you safe.”

Lorelei smiled at him, feeling tears prickling her eyes. “And you have. You’ve always been there for me.”

“Not recently.” He told her, his own eyes shining with tears. “I haven’t been there as much as I should. Your fiancé was shot, you both almost died. Hank and Wu were the ones in the waiting room with you. Angela was the one who stayed by your side all night.”

Lorelei stepped close to Nick, taking his hands in hers. “You listen here, ok. Number 1, you went through a terrible experience, and Number 2, you were helping protect the person who saved my fiancés life. If you hadn’t, she could have been in prison instead of sitting outside. Please Nick, don’t beat yourself up. It’s been a crazy few weeks. We’ve both been unable to be there for each other in the ways we would have liked. But we are here together, now.”

Nick let out a steadying breath. “You are right. As always.” He said with a laugh. Lorelei laughed as well, before pulling him in for a hug. “I love you Lore.”

“I love you too Nick.”

They hugged for a little longer before Nick stepped away. He moved over and picked up her bouquet, handing it to her. “Come on, let’s go get you married.”

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***Sean’s POV***

It was finally here. His wedding day. Sean could hardly believe it. He thought that this day would never come. And now, here he was, marrying his soulmate. The love of his life. Sean let out a steadying breath. “You alright Cap?” Sean looked over at Sergeant Wu.

“Yeah. Yeah.” Sean said, although even he could tell he didn’t sound confident. Why wasn’t he confident?

“You sure? Because you don’t sound sure.” Nick said.

The two, plus Hank had joined him in the finished basement of the house, where he had been getting ready in the attached guest room. His mother was upstairs, no doubt hovering around the staff making sure everything was perfect.

Sean looked at Nick, wondering if he should voice his concerns, but not wanting to appear weak. “You don’t think your sisters going to change her mind, do you?”

Nick raised an eyebrow. “There is no way in hell she is going to change her mind.” He told him. “I can guarantee you that.”

Sean nodded, offering Nick a smile. “Thanks.

Eventually, Nick headed upstairs to spend some time with Lorelei before the wedding. Above them, Sean heard people start to arrive and his mother descended the stairs. “Do you boys mind if I have a moment with my son?” She asked Hank and Wu.

The two left, leaving Sean and his mother alone. She smiled at him, taking his hand in hers. “I am so happy for you Sean. You and Lorelei were made for each other, literally.”

Sean returned her smile, squeezing her hands. “Thank you for everything you’ve done while in town. Everything thing.” He paused. “I imagine you will be leaving soon. Do you know when?”

Mother looked down as she shrugged. “I think its best we say goodbye now.” She sighed upon seeing the expression on his face. “You know I’m not very good at these things.”

Sean nodded. “I will miss you.”

“And I you. And Lorelei and Olivia. But you need to be careful, you know what I did for you can only be done once, for both of us.” Sean nodded again. “I want my other granddaughter, with her family.”

“If I could, I would. But I believe Nick when he says he has no idea where his mother is.” Sean told her.

“It’s his mother. And her youngest child has given birth, I assume she knew she was pregnant.” Sean nodded. “She’ll be in contact at some point. When she does, I need you to be ready for it.”

Sean squeezed her hands. “I promise you I will.” He assured her.

His mother expression changed, a smile returning to it. “Now, cheer up. It’s your wedding day.”

It was almost time for the ceremony to start. Hank and Wu had started directing everyone to their seats as Sean and his mother ascended the stairs. As they were, Juliette and Rosalee descended the stairs from the upper level, the latter had Olivia in her arms.  After a brief moment with his daughter, Sean escorted his mother to her seat before making his way to the altar where Monroe, who was acting as the celebrant, was waiting. He greeted him warmly, as the music chosen started to play, indicating that the bride would start her walk down the aisle. Sean let out a steadying breath as he heard those in attendance gasp.

Sean looked up, almost gasping himself as his eyes fell on his bride. She was…beautiful didn’t adequately describe how Lorelei looked. Lorelei was no Queen; she was a Goddess. Sean’s chest felt tight as he was overcome with love for the woman approaching him. How did he get so lucky? Their eyes meet. Lorelei was beaming and Sean felt a matching smile break across his face. He couldn’t take his eyes off her, then again, why would he.

Lorelei and Nick reached the altar. The older Grimm shook Sean’s hand before kissing his younger sister on the cheek and placing her hand in Sean’s. As Nick took his seat, taking Lorelei’s bouquet with him, Sean and Lorelei moved to stand before Monroe as hetold the guests to be seated.

“Hi.” Lorelei said softly, still beaming at him.

“Hi.” Sean replied, as the celebrant started the ceremony.

“Welcome! We are gathered here today to celebrate and to witness the joining of Lorelei and Sean in marriage. As they promise to love, trust in that love, honour one another as individuals, and anticipate with joy spending the rest of their lives together. They, are surrounded by you - their friends and family. Thank you for gathering here to witness their marriage and to share in the joy of this special occasion.”

Sean continued to look down at his soulmate as Monroe continued to speak. He couldn’t believe that he would get to spend the rest of his life with this woman. They would grow old together.

“The symbolic vows that you are about to make are a way of saying to one another, "You know all those things we've promised and hoped and dreamed- well, I meant it all, every word." Look at one another and remember this moment in time. Before this moment you have been many things to one another- acquaintance, friend, companion, lover, dancing partner, and even teacher, for you have learned much from one another. Now you shall say a few words that take you across a threshold of life, and things will never quite be the same between you. For after these vows, you shall say to the world, this- is my husband, this- is my wife”

Monroe addressed Sean and Lorelei, bringing to their attention that it was time to say their vows. They would have to start with the official ones before saying their personal ones. Monroe looked at Sean.  “Do you Sean, take Lorelei, to be your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do you part.”

“I do.” Sean said, his throat feeling a little tight.

 
Monroe turned to Lorelei. “Do you Lorelei take Sean, to be your husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do you part.”

“I do.” Lorelei said, her voice choking up a little.

Monroe addressed the guests. “Sean and Lorelei have written their own vows they wish to share with each other. Sean?”

Sean looked down at his bride. “Lorelei. I feel like the most blessed person in the world. I have not only found my life-long companion, the lover of my heart, but my soul mate. Thank you for standing by me and sticking with me through thick and thin; for seeing the person that’s before you now. You know me better than anyone in the world and you still love me - for that I will never be able to thank you enough. I am a better person because of you, and I will try to be worthy of your love. I promise to be the man that I see now in your eyes, today, tomorrow, and for the rest of our lives.” Sean felt himself become a little choked up and Lorelei squeezed his hands gently, smiling up at him. “Choosing to commit the rest of my life to you is the easiest thing I will ever do. You are my best friend and inspire me every single day. I promise to spend every day I have left on this earth looking after you, encouraging you, laughing with you and comforting you. Your sense of humour, your compassion, your ability to see the good in every situation - that is what makes you unique and wonderful and I promise to never hold back your light.  You are the most beautiful, generous, kind and clever person I know, and I will try my hardest every day to be the man you deserve. You know me better than anyone in the world and you still love me - for that I will never be able to thank you enough. I am a better person because of you and I will try to be worthy of your love.  I love you."

“And Lorelei?”

Lorelei was still smiling, though Sean could see tears of happiness in her eyes. “Sean. It is impossible to put into words how much I love you. You’re my best friend and at last you're my husband! I promise as our everyday life begins, we will continue to be best friends, we will still be girlfriend and boyfriend. I will never let our honeymoon period end. Sean, loving you is the easiest, most obvious thing I’ve ever done, and I will love you for an eternity.” Lorelei paused, her own voice choking up. “I wake up each morning excited to see you and I know that feeling will never go away. I promise to make each day with you an adventure, to always make the best of every opportunity and disaster, to continue to make each other the best versions of ourselves, and to take on all life throws at us together. I want to continue growing our family and to grow old with you. Because life is nothing without you by my side.” Another pause and Sean reached out to gently brush the tears away. “Thank you for being my husband and my best friend. I will be honest, caring, patient, forgiving and loyal. You fill my life with meaning. Thank you for taking me as I am, loving me, and welcoming me into your heart. I promise to always love you, every part of you, respect you, and to be faithful to you forever. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you. I promise that I will respect you as an individual, support you through difficult times, rejoice with you through happy times, be loyal to you always and, above all, love you as my husband and friend. I promise to be patient with you, love and respect you, helping our love grow, always being there to listen, comfort and support you, whatever our lives may bring. I promise to help you achieve your dreams - just as you've done for me. We will be each other's shoulders to stand on and to cry on; we will lift each other up and hold each other tight; we will be partners in adventure and allies in conflict. I promise to never stop making your love and happiness my priority, because your joy is my joy. In sickness and in health, in failure and triumph, I will walk beside you and I will love you, forever.”

Monroe then addressed Nick. “The rings please.” Once Nick had passed the rings over to the Monroe he spoke again. “The rings are the universal symbols of marriage. They mean many things. From now on you will wear these rings and they will remind you... They will remind you of the endless circle that they are. Like love, there is no beginning and no end. They will remind you daily that you are married. Sometimes they will remind you of the commitment that you have made - for better or worse. But may they always remind you that there is one other person in the world that has pledged to love you forever, through thick and through thin and with all that they have.” He handed Sean the ring for Lorelei. “Sean, please repeat after me. Lorelei, I give you this ring with all that I am and all that I ever will be. Wear it and know that I love you. With this ring, I marry you.

Sean took Lorelei’s left hand and slid it onto Lorelei’s hand, repeating what the Monroe had told him to say, meaning it from the bottom of his heart. Once the wedding ring was on, he returned the matching engagement ring.

Monroe handed Lorelei the ring for Sean and instructed her on what to say. “Sean, I give you this ring with all that I am and all that I ever will be.” Lorelei said, sliding the ring on slowly. “Wear it and know that I love you. With this ring, I marry you.”

Sean held Lorelei’s hands tightly, as Monroe continued to speak, still unable to tear his eyes away from her. This was one of the happiest moments of his life. “And now, it is my great pleasure to acknowledge your union as “Husband and Wife.” You may now seal your marriage with a kiss!!!” Sean wrapped his arms around Lorelei’s waist and pulled her to him. Her arms came to wrap around his neck as they kissed, sealing their union. “Ladies and Gentlemen, It is my pleasure to introduce to you, Sean and Lorelei Renard.”

The day was better than Sean could have imagined. His mother had done a wonderful job, considering the timeframe she had to work with. She had even invited Monroe and Rosalee’s parents and sister, flying Monroe’s parents out and putting them up in a hotel. Lorelei had been pleasantly surprised and happy to see them. The overall atmosphere was laidback, everyone was enjoying themselves. His beautiful bride was relaxed, while his daughter was perfectly content being passed around between everyone.

Despite the intimacy of the wedding, there were still many aspects that one would see in a larger wedding. After the ceremony and the signing of official documents, they had moved down to the garden for canapes while photos had been taken. As the sun set, dinner was served followed by a couple of speeches from his mother and Nick. Sean and Lorelei had shared a first dance, before Sean handed Lorelei over to Nick for something similar to the father/daughter dance while Sean danced with his mother.

Eventually, the evening came to an end; their guests left and Sean joined his bride upstairs in their bedroom. As they entered, he quickly noticed that Olivia and her bassinet were on in the room. He looked at Lorelei questioningly. “I’ve got her in the nursery for tonight. Baby monitor is set up, so we’ll hear her when she wakes.” Lorelei told him, sliding her hands up his chest, arms coming to rest around his neck. “It’s our wedding night. I thought it might be a little awkward doing anything with her in the room.

Sean’s hands had come to rest on her hips. “You are still healing. We cannot make love.” He reminded her.

“There are plenty of ways to make love without intercourse.” Lorelei told him, a mischievous smile on her features as she pulled his head down to kiss him. Slowly and sensually.

Sean pulled her closer, returning the kiss. “Is that so, Mrs Renard?” He mumbled and Lorelei nodded.

“Mmhm.” She murmured through another kiss as her hands moved to his tie. “As long as there’s no pressure on my belly.” The tie was dropped to the floor, and she started on the buttons of his shirt. “And we take things nice and slow. How does that sound, Captain Renard?”

Sean groaned as his member started to harden. Hearing his wife use his title did something to him. His wife. He still couldn’t believe it. He had a wife; he was a husband. Something he had never been sure would happen. He had been alone for so long, and now he had it all. A wife, a child, a house for their growing family. As Sean’s jacket and shirt joined his tie on the floor, he pulled Lorelei back to him, kissing her almost desperately. Due to their joint need for recovery, they had not been intimate for a while. Sean had been craving her, and clearly, Lorelei was craving him just as much.

Sean’s pants and underwear ended on the floor as well, before he turned his attention to Lorelei’s dress. It was truly a beautiful dress; however, he was looking forward to seeing what was under it. “Zipper?” He asked, his voice husky with need.

Lorelei turned around, gesturing to where the zipper was. Sean slowly unzipped the dress, pressing slow, sensual kisses across her neck and shoulders as he did so. Lorelei turned back to face him, as Sean eased the straps off her shoulders allowing it to drop to the floor. Stepping out of the dress, Lorelei embraced Sean again. Their lips clashed; their kisses heated. Sean allowed Lorelei to manoeuvre him backwards until he was sitting on the end of the bed. His gaze trailed down her body, lustfully appreciating it, and the lingerie she had no doubt chosen with him in mind. His member was fully erect, so hard it was almost painful.

Lorelei stepped between his legs, her hand cupping his check, her gaze filled with love and lust. “I love you so much. I can’t wait to spend the rest of our lives together.” She said softly, brushing her lips gently against his.

“I love you as much, mon amour.” Sean replied, just as softly, his hands resting on her waist.

Lorelei slowly dropped to her knees, her hands briefly resting on his before she slid them up his thighs. One than moved to cup his erect member, gently stroking it. Sean grunted, his hips jerking. When his wife’s mouth joined her hand, pressing opened mouth kisses on his erect member, Sean let out a strangled cry. One of his hands sliding into her hair while the other grasped at the duvet on the bed. Lorelei glanced up at him, a ghost of a smile gracing her features. “How does that feel mon amour?”

Sean groaned again, trying to keep his hips from thrusting. It felt unbelievable. He didn’t think he would last long. “Putain, tout va bien.” He got out, in French, as Lorelei’s tongue became involved, slowly moving up and down his member. His grasp on the duvet becoming tighter as his hips thrusted up. When her mouth moved to suck his tip, slowly taking more and more in, Sean knew he wouldn’t last much longer.  “Je vais jouir.” He groaned out.

Lorelei removed her mouth, looking up at him. “Alors jouis mon amour. Mon âme sœur, mon mari, mon roi.” She told him, before returning her mouth to his member.

Hearing his wife speak in his native tongue was always a turn on, but right now. It drove him over the edge. With a strangled cry, he came, his hips thrusting up as his hands gripped the back of her head and the duvet tightly. Sean dropped backward onto the bed, breathing heavily. Fuck, he couldn’t recall coming that hard and that fast before. Still trying to catch his breath, he became aware of Lorelei joining him on the bed. His wife’s beautiful face blocking the ceiling as she straddled his waist. Sean smiled up at her lazily, his hands coming to rest on her waist as she hovered over him, leaning on her arms. Her full breasts brushed against his chest as their lips met, slowly at first before heating up. Sean felt his member coming to life again as Lorelei sensually rolled her hips against his own. His hands slowly slid up her back, marvelling at its smoothness before coming to rest on the clasp of her bra. Fumbling slightly due to the movements his wife was making, Sean eventually got it undone.

Lorelei sat up as Sean’s hands trailed up and then down her arms, taking the straps of the bra with them. As Sean’s hands returned to Lorelei’s waist, she threw the bra behind her before placing her hands on his chest. “God, you’re so sexy.” He told her, his hands coming to gently cup her full breasts. Lorelei moaned, her head dropping back as Sean continued his gentle ministrations on her breasts. The same ones she used to feed their daughter.

Sean’s hands moved; one wrapped around her waist while he used the other to drag himself backward so he could lean against the pillows. Now sitting up, he had better access to his wife’s breasts. Starting at her neck, Sean placed hot, heated kisses down her neck and her chest, before he started to use his lips to stimulate her nipple. As one hand held his moaning wife close the other returned to other breast, gently squeezing and rubbing it; rubbing his thumb across the nipple.

The sounds his wife was making were absolutely delectable, as he switched breasts. Those, combined with the movements she was making had his member achingly hard again. Removing his face from her chest, Sean grabbed the back of head, kissing her passionately. Lorelei’s arms were wrapped around his neck again as she continued to rub her covered groin against his own. As her movements became more frantic, Sean pressed his other hand against her back, thrusting his hips up helping her to chase that release. Those delectable sounds she was making increased signalling she was close; hell knows Sean was. Another couple of thrusts, Lorelei stiffened, crying out before slumping against him, her. Sean felt himself relaxing with a groan, his own release occurring at the same time.

They laid there, catching their breaths. Lorelei’s head resting on the pillow beside his, nuzzling her nose against his cheek. Sean gently rubbed her shoulder. “Are you alright?” He asked softly, concerned that their actions may have been to much for her healing heart and lungs.

“I’m…great.” Lorelei answered, sounding blissfully. She shifted so she was laying on the bed, facing him. Sean turned so he was facing her. She must have noticed the look on his face, as her hand came to rest on his cheek. “I’m fine, honestly. Perhaps a little out of breath, more so than normal. But I’m ok. I promise.”

Sean kissed her tenderly, his own hand cupping her face. “I love you.”

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***Lorelei’s POV***

The sounds of Olivia’s cries coming through the baby monitor woke Lorelei, the day after their wedding. Her eyes flickered open. It was still early from the looks of it, the sun was only starting to peak through the gaps in the curtains. Lorelei could feel her soulmates body pressed against her, his large hand resting on her thigh. Just as Lorelei went to get up, Sean’s husky morning voice halted her movement. “I got her.” He said, gently squeezing her thigh as he pressed a kiss to her shoulder. The bed shook slightly as he rolled out.

Lorelei watched her husbands naked backside as he left the room. Husband. She had a husband. She was married. She was a wife. Burying her face into the pillow, she let out a little squeal of happiness. Yesterday had been perfect. Lorelei couldn’t have imagined such a perfect day. But it had been, thanks to her mother-in-law. Elizabeth had done a wonderful job planning their wedding day. Despite her fortune, Elizabeth had taken Lorelei’s wishes into account and planned a wedding that was both elegant and understated. All Lorelei had wanted was a small wedding with her loved ones and that was what she had gotten. The biggest surprise had been flying Monroe’s parents out. She had been concerned they may not have been able to afford flights, but Elizabeth had paid. Although Lorelei had not known Monroe and Rosalee’s family’s well, they had become important people in her lives, and she was happy they could be there on her special day.

Lorelei was brought out of her musings by the return of Sean and Olivia, the former speaking softly to their daughter. The way Sean looked at her always made Lorelei’s heart sing with happiness. He was a wonderful father, attentive and willing to do whatever was needed. Lorelei sat up, shifting the pillows around to protect her lower abdomen, and took Olivia from her husband. Sean returned to bed, sliding in beside Lorelei. “Good morning, Mrs Renard.” He said, wrapping his arm around her shoulder before giving her a morning kiss.

“Mmm. Good morning, Captain Renard.” Lorelei murmured before capturing his lips in another kiss. He let out a small growl and Lorelei smiled. She knew it turned him on when she called him Captain.

“Minx.” He growled pressing a kiss to the side of her head. He looked down at Olivia who, as usual, had latched on quickly. The look on Sean’s face as he watched their daughter feed brought a smile to Lorelei’s face. Well, a bigger one. She had been smiling since she woke. She was so incredibly happy. Words could not properly explain how happy she was.

Sean returned Olivia to her room when she was done feeding. Lorelei took the opportunity to use the bathroom and stepped out as her husband returned to their room. God, that man was sexy.

“You hungry?”

Lorelei licked her lips slowly, her gaze trailing up and down his body before landing on his face. “Yes I am.”

A smirk crossed Sean’s face as she approached him, her arms sliding around his waist. “I meant for food.” He told her as she pressed a kiss to his healed bullet wound.

“I know what you meant. I can have two types of hunger.” She said, pressing a kiss to one of the others.

Sean laughed before he gently tilting her chin up to kiss her. “You are insatiable. Not enough last night?” He kissed her again. “Or early this morning?” Another kiss.

“I will never get enough of you. Besides, this is the first time in a while when I have felt up to acting on my desires. I’m making up for lost time.”

***Sean’s POV***

Breakfast was a short affair. He’d cooked up bacon and eggs, trying his best to ignore his sexy wife. Lorelei had sat in one of the chairs at the island, leg slung over the arm rest lazily swaying it from side to side, dressed in his shirt. Only his shirt. It was hard to focus when almost every time he glanced at her, she was flashing him. The smirk on her face as she sipped her coffee conveyed it was not accidental.

Lorelei wasn’t kidding when she said she was making up for lost time. The minute they’d returned upstairs after breakfast, she’d jumped him. He returned her passionate kiss, hands squeezing her ass as he stumbled back towards the bed. Sitting heavily on the bed, Sean’s hands running up and down his insatiable wife’s back, one returning to her waist while the other slid towards the back of head, tugging at her hair. Lorelei was grinding herself against his covered member, which was already standing to attention. The little moans and whimpers she was making were driving Sean wild.

Her lips moved across his face and down to his neck, latching onto the pulse point. Sean groaned, holding her tightly and pressing her down as he thrust up, grunting as his member hit her clit, resulting in little squeals from his wife. Lorelei pulled back slightly, cupping his face in her hands as she kissed him, slower and more tender than their previous ones had been. “I love you. I love all of you.” She said breathlessly. “Woge for me.”

Sean groaned, thrusting up again, doing as his wife asked. He’d do anything she asked of him. Especially this. This would be the first time she’d specifically asked him to woge during sex and something about it turned him on even more. Still cupping his face, Lorelei pressed kisses everywhere, telling him how much she loved him, how attractive she found him. Fuck, he was gonna burst, and from the noises Lorelei was making between her affirmations of love, she was going to as well. Sean kissed her, hard, thrusting up one, two more times before they both came, their foreheads pressed together.

Sean’s hand slid from Lorelei’s hair to her face as he gazed at her, feeling as if his heart would burst from the emotions he felt for his soulmate. “I love you.” He breathed, pressing another kiss to her lips. This one softer.

“I love you.”

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***Lorelei’s POV***

The months flew by. Lorelei had returned to most of her normal activities. She was completely recovered from her c-section and her heart and lungs were practically back to normal. In early December, Lorelei had returned to work; doing so from home most of the time. And in January, she had returned to school. It was a struggle juggling being a wife, mother, school, and work however Lorelei was making it work. She still hadn’t really returned to helping Nick like she had been, due to all her responsibilities. When at school, Olivia attended a nearby daycare or was looked after by Angela. Sean had offered to hire a nanny but Lorelei felt it was important that Olivia socialise with other children her own age.

Olivia was continuing to grow. She was seven old and had started to crawl. She was sleeping more and feeding less. Lorelei was happy that Olivia had eventually developed a taste for formula as it made returning to school easier. By now, Olivia was predominately bottled fed, with the occasional meal from the breast, as Lorelei wanted to keep breastfeeding for as long as possible. She had also started on solids. It would be a while before she was completely weaned though. Lorelei and Sean were absolutely smitten with their little girl. And with each other. They were still living in newly wedded bliss.

Things had been changing with the group. Trubel had left with Josh, who had decided it was time for him to return home. Drew was adjusting to learning about how the world really was and was doing well. And Monroe and Rosalee were finally heading off on their honeymoon after pushing it back. Nick, Hank, and Drew were looking into the names of people who may be tied to the Wesenrein, the group possibly responsible for threatening Monroe and Rosalee. However, it had been put on the backburner as they hadn’t done anything in months. However, that would soon change. In fact, they would escalate their actions.

Lorelei was returning downstairs after putting Olivia down for the night, when Sean returned home. “Hey.” She greeted him. “How was your day?”

Sean pulled her into his arms, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “Interesting, to say the least.” He replied, pulling away. “Liv asleep?”

“Yeah. I just put her down.” Lorelei informed him as they moved into the living room. Lorelei sat on the lounge while Sean paused to pour himself a neat whiskey before joining her.

“How was your day?” Sean asked kissing Lorelei, his arm coming to rest on her shoulder.

Lorelei shrugged. “Pretty uneventful.” She told him, resting her head against his shoulder. “Although Nick filled me in on the case he was working on. El Chupacabra. Who’d have thought it was a disease, rather than a type of wesen.”

Sean nodded. “That was certainly an interesting find. Thankfully Rosalee and Monroe hadn’t left for their honeymoon yet and were able to help.”

Lorelei nodded as well. “Very lucky. For the wife at least. I can’t imagine what she must be going through right now.” She sighed and felt Sean gently kiss her temple.

Before Sean could reply, his phone rang. Groaning, he put his drink down and answered. Lorelei turned her attention to the tv, trying not to listen in on the call. It ended quickly and Sean looked at Lorelei. “I’m sorry mon amour. I have to go back into work.” He said, kissing her quickly before getting back up.

“Ok. I hope everythings ok.” She told him.

As Lorelei would soon find out, everything wasn’t ok. Monroe had been kidnapped by the Wesenrein. Lorelei had desperately wanted to be out there, helping to find her friend, however, those days of dropping everything to help her friends were gone. She had a responsibility to her daughter. So, instead, she stayed home, phone close by waiting. Sleep had been next to impossible. The next morning, Lorelei decided she couldn’ sit around any longer. She may not be able to help her brother, but she could be there for Rosalee. After getting ready and making sure the diaper bag had everything she needed, Lorelei grabbed Olivia and headed out.

***Sean’s POV***

It had been a long night; however, they were making headway in finding Monroe. The question was whether they would find him in time. Sean was unhappy to hear that one of his officers may be involved with the Wesenrein and had worked with them to kidnap Monroe. Nick and Hank returned from their visit to the prison, visiting an inmate the dirty cop, Acker had been in contact with. They were filling him in on what they had found.

“Were you able to make a connection between Officer Acker and Charles Riken?” Sean asked them, closing the door to his office.

“Indirectly.” Hank admitted, as he handed Sean a file. “Acker got calls on a prison phone from Walker Williams, Charlie Riken’s cell mate.”

“But Williams is only the message boy for Riken.” Nick told him, as Sean looked through the file.

“Are we sure that Williams isn’t just throwing the blame onto Riken?” Sean asked, sitting down.

“Yeah. Riken’s the shot caller. Got out 5 weeks ago, that’s when Acker stopped calling and visiting.” Hank answered. “We think he’s the Grandmaster.”

“Anyone contacting Rosalee? Any ransom demands for Monroe?”

Nick shook his head. “No. This is not about the money. They’re just trying to make an example out of Monroe.”

“Officer Acker’s the only connection we have left.” Hank said. “We have photos that tie him to Shaw, plus the calls and visits to prison.”

“Not to mention, he was the officer watching Monroe and Rosalee’s house.” Nick added.

Sean glanced between them. “Well, that’s pretty convenient.” He commented.

“If Acker’s working for the Wesenrein, he has to be wesen.” Nick pointed out.

“We have to bring him in.” Hank said. “We have to find out. We don’t have much time left.”

Sean closed the file. “Let’s give Sergeant Wu a shot with this.” He suggested. “He knows Acker. He’s trained him. He might be able to trip him up before he knows we’re on to him. But, we have to make sure that Wu can handle a woge, because if he’s not ready – I mean, really ready.”

“He’s ready.” Nick told him. “He’s seen Bud, Monroe, and Rosalee woge. His reactions have gotten better.”

At that moment, Wu knocked on the door and Sean called him in. “The phone we found in Riken’s house was used to call Monroe’s house and the spice shop, and…Officer Acker.” Wu advised them.

Sean nodded. “That’s good enough for me. Bring him in, make him sweat.” He instructed Nick.

It was determined that Acker was indeed wesen, however he wasn’t interested in talking. Until they found a weakness, they were able to exploit. His sister, Suzanne. It seemed that the women in their group, including his wife, had been trying to figure out who at Monroe and Rosalee’s wedding had directly or indirectly spread the word about their mixed marriage. With Bud’s help, they had found Acker’s sister. Juliette and Rosalee had gone to speak with Suzanne, finding out about her brother and called Nick. Sean was grateful that Lorelei had left the interaction with Acker’s sister up to the older women. Sean had sent Wu to pick her up. Acker was surprised to see his sister in the interview with Rosalee, who was questioning her. However, a threat or two towards his sister, and seeing her leaving with a smirking Nick had loosened Acker’s lips.

After having Acker placed under arrest, the group headed out to the location Acker provided them with. They arrived to find a number of cars in the carpark. There was still a way to go before they arrived at the area the Wesenrein was set up in. Sean and Wu got out of his car, as Nick, Hank, Rosalee, and Juliette got out of Hanks. The others approached his car, where there were additional weapons for those who needed them. Sean, Wu, Hank, and Nick removed their badges, throwing them in the trunk of his car. Armed, the group moved together deeper into the woods to save their friend and bring the Wesenrein down.

***Lorelei’s POV***

The sun had long set. After leaving Juliette and Rosalee to deal with this Suzanne woman, Lorelei had headed home. Olivia had been fed and was sleeping soundly in her crib, while Lorelei tried to distract herself downstairs. Tv, reading, crafts, cleaning, nothing could distract her. It was late when she finally received a message from Sean.

We’ve got him. He’s alive. Wesenrein dealt with.

Lorelei sunk down onto the couch, bursting into tears of relief. Monroe was alive. He was fine. Her best friend, her first real friend, if she was being honest, was going to be ok. He was safe.

Lorelei slept a lot better that night, relieved to know that her family was safe. No one had died taking down the Wesenrein. Sean hadn’t returned that night, as he was busy dealing with the aftermath. The next morning, as Lorelei was feeding Olivia breakfast, she saw her husband on the news, leading a press conference outside the precinct.

“We’ve made several arrests in the bizarre discovery of a murder-suicide death cult in Oxbow Park last night. The leader of this violent and racist group, I’m sad to say, is a police officer, Jesse Acker.” Sean said. “Now with his arrest and the signed confession of the nine surviving members, it is safe to say that this cult of hatred has been destroyed. For now. But we must remain ever vigilant.”

Lorelei looked down at her daughter. “Look Livy. Daddy’s on the news. He and your aunts and uncles saved Uncle Monroe from some bad people.”

Later that afternoon, Lorelei and Sean joined the group, plus Bud at Monroe and Rosalee’s for a small celebration to send them off on their long-awaited honeymoon. “Hey, come on, you guys, you’re part of this toast too.” Monroe addressed Nick and Hank who were quietly talking near the front door. The cork on the bottle of champagne he was opening shot up, hitting the roof. “Oof, that’s gonna leave a mark.” He commented.

Nick and Hank moved to join the rest of the group, as Monroe started filling up the champagne glasses. Rosalee wrapped her arm around Monroe’s shoulder. “Monroe and I just…wanted to thank all of you for what you did.” She said, looking around at everyone. “We wouldn’t be here without you.”

“Well, I certainly wouldn’t be.” Monroe added.

“Well, let me just say that I…I wouldn’t be here either, so there’s a lot of thanks from me too.” Bud said.

“Yeah, you should’ve seen Bud out there.” Monroe commented, smiling at Bud. “He was awesome. You really stood up to those sons of b…” He trailed off at the look Rosalee gave him. “Right. I know, I know.” He paused. “Um. Look, I just wanted to say from the bottom of my heart, how much I appreciate…you know…” He trailed off again, emotion overcoming him.

“Honey, it’s ok.” Rosalee told him, gently rubbing his back before addressing the group. “We just…uh…We’re overwhelmed you were all willing to risk your own lives for ours. And we couldn’t ask for better friends. And we couldn’t possibly thank you enough. Truly.”

“What she said.” Monroe added.

“Wel, you both deserve every happiness.” Juliette told them.

Sean gave Lorelei’s shoulder a squeeze before speaking up. “Well, I suggest we drink to your honeymoon.”

“At last.” Sergeant Wu added, as everyone raised their glasses and clinked them together.

“We’ll miss you guys.” Rosalee told them.

Monroe nodded. “Yes, we will. But, uh, I think I’m also ready for alone time with my wife.”

***Sean’s POV***

“Did Juliette say what she wanted to talk about?” Lorelei asked him from the couch.

They were at home; Olivia was in bed while Sean and Lorelei were relaxing in the living area. Sean shook his head as he swallowed his drink. “No, she didn’t.”

Lorelei sighed. “I hope she’s ok. She’s been getting a lot of headaches lately. I’ve been wondering if it’s related to what they did to get Nick’s powers back.”

This was news to Sean. He wasn’t aware of that. If it was related to that, it made sense why she was approaching Sean. There was a knock on the door, and after glancing at his wife, Sean moved towards it. Opening it, he found Juliette there, looking upset. Without a word, she stepped inside, rushing into the living room. After closing the door, he turned to find her hugging Lorelei tightly. His eyes met his wife’s over Juliette’s shoulder, as Lorelei rubbed her back, looking concerned.

After a moment, Juliette pulled away, facing away from them as she stared out at the city lights before turning to face them again as Sean came to stand beside Lorelei. “What did you want to talk to me about?” Sean asked Juliette. She just stared at them.

“What’s wrong?” Lorelei asked gently.

Juliette turned away again, pausing before she spoke. “I don’t know how to…”

“What?” Sean asked gently. “Just tell us.”

Juliette didn’t say anything, although after a couple of beats she finally turned around, causing Sean to flinch. It was no longer her regular face. It was that of a hexenbiest. “Oh boy.” Lorelei said from beside him.

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***Sean’s POV***

“Oh my god.” Sean said, unable to hide his surprise. Whatever he had been expecting, it wasn’t this. “How did this happen?”

Juliette’s face returned to normal, and she shook her head. “I don’t know. Your mother said that there might be side effects when she gave me the potion to turn me into Adalind, and then I slept with Nick so that he could get his powers back. You call this, a side effect.”

Sean ran his hand across his face. “How long have you been like this?” He asked her.

“It started the night Monroe was kidnapped. All I want to know is, how do I get rid of it?”

“I –I don’t know, this might take some time to figure out.” Sean stammered.

“How much?” Juliette did not look happy about that.

“Juliette. I’m not exactly an expert in these things.” He admitted to her.

“Well, your mother is. She did this to me. She’ll reverse it. Call her. Now.” Sean knew it probably wasn’t going to be that simple. This may not even be something that could be fixed. “Please. Please, help me.”

After assuring Juliette that he would do everything in his power to help her, she left. Although not before pleading with them not to tell Nick. Sean was surprised at how readily Lorelei was willing to keep his secret from her brother. However, he shouldn’t be surprised. It wouldn’t be the first big secret she had kept from Nick.

Once Juliette had left, Lorelei hugged him tightly. “This might not be something that can be fixed, isn’t it?”

Sean held her close as he sighed. “No. It might not be.” He admitted, resting his face against the top of her head. “I’m a little surprised that you agreed to keep it from Nick.”

Lorelei shrugged. “Juliette doesn’t need Nick’s martyr guilt at the moment.” She told him. “I love him, but he can unintentionally make things about himself at the worst possible time.”

Eventually, Sean sent Lorelei up to bed, telling him he would follow her soon. He needed to try and contact his mother. Hopefully, she would be able to help.

“Sean, what did you find out?” Juliette asked him.

“I found someone you can talk to.” He answered, peering out the window at Nick.

“I don’t need a therapist.” Juleitte told him, sounding annoyed.

“This is not a therapist, believe me.”

“Can he help me?” She asked, as he watched Nick and Hank leave.

“It’s not a he, and she doesn’t talk to just anyone.”

“When can I see her?”

“If she agrees to this, I’ll make it happen as soon as I can.” Sean advised her, walking back over to his desk.

The call ended not long after that and Sean sat down at his desk with a sigh.

A couple of hours later, Sean was pulling up in the parking lot outside the café he was meeting Juliette at. He saw Juliette getting out of her car. Just as Sean was about to get out of his own car, another sped into the lot, almost hitting Sean had he gotten out of his car faster. It almost hit Juliette as well. Sean watched as Juliette confronted the driver after he parked. He think witnessed the reckless drivers car engine blow up. From where he was, he could see that Juliette was woged. This wasn’t good. He quickly got out and headed towards her, as the reckless driver yelled about his car. Sean grabbed Juliette’s arm and started leading her away.

“Time for lunch.” He told her.

“Did I do that? I didn’t do that? Did I?” Juliette asked.

“I believe you did.” Sean answered, leading her away from the scene.

Sean led Juliette towards a nearby restaurant, wanting to get her away from the scene of her crime. They were seated and had received their drinks, Sean started to fill Juliette on the woman who would be able to help her.

“Her name’s Henrietta.”

“Is she related to you?” Juliette asked him.

“No.” Sean replied. “She’s known my mother since she was a child. She’s one of the main reasons my mother brought us to Portland.”

“How old is she?”

Sean swallowed his coffee. “I don’t know. No one ever told me. And I’m not about to ask, and you shouldn’t either.”

“So how is she going to be able to help me?”

Sean reached into his jacket, pulling out a pen and pad. “She won’t know until she meets you. And she might ask you to do certain things.”

“Like what?”

Sean considered it. “Sort of an evaluation.” He told her, as he started writing the phone number down. “See what you’re made of.”

“When do I meet her?” Juliette asked, taking a sip of her coffee.

Ripping the sheet of paper off the pad, he handed placed it in front of Juliette. “Call this number. Memorise it.”

“I will.” Juliette said.

“Now.” He instructed as he placed the pen and pad back into his jacket.

Juliette looked at the paper for a moment before looking back at him with a nod. “Got it.”

“Good.” He said, as the numbers on the paper rearranged themselves. Sean glanced at Juliette who was looking at the paper.

“How did you do that?” Juleitte asked in surprise, looking up at him.

“I didn’t.” Sean said with a slight smirk, as he picked up his coffee.

“Did I?”

Sean shook his head. “No. Henrietta.” He said, giving her a pointed look.

It wasn’t too late when Sean arrived home. He entered to find his wife and daughter in the living room, Lorelei watching tv as she helped Olivia with her bottle. Molly and Daisy were curled up together on their bed by the door. Lorelei glanced up, her face brightening. “Hey.”

Sean couldn’t stop the smile from crossing his face. “Hi.” He said, sitting down beside them to kiss his wife before turning his attention to his daughter. “Hi sweetheart.” He greeted his daughter, who had abandoned her bottle by this point and was trying to crawl into his lap.

Sean took her into his arms, pressing a kiss to her forehead, before holding her close. Olivia seemed content to rest her head on his chest, playing with his tie. God, she was growing so fast. “How was your day?” Lorelei asked, resting her head against his shoulder, reaching out to hold Olivia’s little hand. “Did you manage to find someone who could help Juliette?”

Sean nodded, stretching his arm out and wrapping it around Lorelei’s shoulder so he could pull her closer. “I did. An old acquaintance of my mother who is here in Portland. She has agreed to meet with Juliette. I passed along her details.”

Sean felt Lorelei nod. “You think she’ll be able to help.”

Sean sighed, pressing a gentle kiss to Lorelei’s forehead. “I honestly don’t know.”

The next evening, it was a little later when Sean returned. No doubt Olivia would be asleep. As Sean entered, he glanced towards the living room, noticing a lack of noise. “Lorelei?” He called out, closing the door behind him.

“In the office.”

Sean headed that way, stopping at the door. His wife was sitting at the desk, working on her laptop. “Still working?” He asked moving towards her.

“Yeah, just working on an assignment while I have the chance.” Lorelei replied, standing up as he approached her. “I won’t be long though. I have an early class tomorrow.”

Lorelei wrapped her arms around his neck, and he bent his head, meeting her lips in a gentle kiss. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer as the kiss heated up. Sean hoisted Lorelei up, seating her on the corner of the desk as his lips trailed across her face and down to her neck. “Sean.”

“Hmm.” Sean said, preoccupied with marking her neck.

“Give me five minutes. I want to finish up this section.” Lorelei said, sounding apologetic.

Sean sighed and pulled away. “Fine. But if you’re not done in five minutes, I’m coming back.” He said, smiling down at her before kissing her forehead.

Sean returned to the living area removing his jacket and tie before deciding to grab a drink while he waited. Drink in hand, he looked out at the view of the city, thinking about how lucky he was. He had a beautiful home that he shared with his beautiful soulmate, who was now his wife, and he had a beautiful daughter. They had the craziness that could be his life bearable. He was distracted from his thoughts when he felt a pain in his chest. Frowning, Sean rubbed the spot as he was overcome by a flashback to when he was shot. Sean felt the breath leave his body. It felt as if he were back at that day; the fear, the pain. It ended quickly, and Sean sighed glancing down at his hand. His eyes widened as he saw red smeared on it, blood. Looking down, Sean saw blood oozing through his shirt. Feeling a sense of panic, he rushed over to the mirror, ripping his shirt off and dropping it on the ground. The blood was coming from his bullet wounds. Breathing heavily, Sean tentatively touched one of the wounds, wiping the blood off. It didn’t appear to have reopened. He did the same with the others, they were the same. “What the hell is going on?” Sean asked himself out loud.

“Well, someone’s eager.” Sean jumped, hearing Lorelei’s voice sound from behind him. He spun around. Lorelei’s eyes widened, the smile leaving her face. “What happened?” She asked, her voice concerned as she rushed over to him.

“I…I don’t know. They just started bleeding.” He told her.

Lorelei’s hand hovered over the wound on the right side of his chest. “Did they reopen?”

Sean shook his head. “No. It doesn’t look like it.” He responded.

Lorelei tentatively touched the wound. “Why would they start bleeding after all this time?” Lorelei asked softly. He wasn’t sure if she was speaking to him or herself. “Do they hurt?”

Sean paused. “Not at the moment. But they did before I noticed the bleeding.”

Lorelei took his hand and started leading him upstairs. “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.”

Upstairs, Lorelei had Sean wash the blood of his hands before gently wiping the blood off his chest using the baby wipes, she kept in their bathroom. As she did so, Sean explained what had happened. The pain in his chest, the flashback. “Has this happened before?” Lorelei asked as they returned to their bedroom.

Sean shook his head. “No. It hasn’t.”

“Maybe you should see the doctor about it.” His beautiful wife suggested.

Sean wasn’t a fan of that idea. He was not a fan of going to the doctors. He had been grateful when the doctor he was seeing after being shot had told him Sean was clear and didn’t need to return. “It’s only happened once. If it happens again, I will. But not yet.

Lorelei didn’t look happy about that, but didn’t argue with him. Especially when he distracted her by resuming the activities they had started in the office. He’d be fine.

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***Sean’s POV***

Putting his experience from the night before to the back of his mind, Sean headed to work the next day. There didn’t seem to be any recurrence, thankfully. Sean did find himself distracted when he received word that Adalind had returned to Portland, along with Viktor. Sean was concerned, but not surprised. It had been months since Adalind returned to Austria. He had known it was a matter of time before she realised the family didn’t have Diana and would join forces with Viktor to find her. Whatever their plan. It couldn’t be good. One concern Sean had was that in addition to their plan to find Diana, they may still be interested in Lorelei and Olivia. He needed to try and find out what they wanted. After lunch, Sean had headed to the hotel they were staying at.

After exiting the floor where the penthouse resided, he approached the door and knocked. Sean had to keep his face emotionless when Viktor opened the door. He was surprised, he was expecting Rispoli or a bodyguard to do that. Viktor looked just as surprised as Sean felt, however he recovered quickly. “Cousin Sean.” He said slowly. “I didn’t expect you so soon.”

Without waiting for an invitation, Sean stepped inside the penthouse, taking note of his surroundings. “I’m a little surprised it took you so long to return to Portland.” Sean commented.

“Do come in.” Viktor said pointedly as he closed the door. “Allow me to extend my congratulations on your nupitals Cousin. And the birth of your youngest daughter. How is your little family? I hear the beautiful Lorelei is recovering well.”

Sean didn’t answer, walking past Rispoli into the living area still glancing around. “This is familiar. Reminds me of when my brother Eric came to town.” Sean remarked, turning to face Viktor. “Did you, um, ever find his killer?”

“Not yet.” Viktor admitted, moving into the living area as well. “But we haven’t given up. We believe it’s a man named Meisner. Perhaps you know him.”

Sean kept his face blank. “Where’s Adalind?” Sean asked, putting his hands in his pockets.

“Here.” Came Adalind’s voice from behind Viktor. Viktor stepped aside, revealing the hexenbiest herself. The mother of his eldest child.

“I didn’t think you’d ever come back.”

“I didn’t think you’d steal our baby.” Adalind retorted.

“Before this becomes a domestic, shall we put the past aside and discuss the future.” Viktor intervened.

Sean glanced at Adalind one more time before returning his gaze to Viktor. “The last time you were in town you threatened to kill me and my mother. And, take my pregnant fiancée. Now, that’s a little hard to put aside.” Sean told him.

“Heat of the moment, things were said” Viktor said, before turning to Sean. “But I’m not here for revenge. I underestimated you, and I regret that mistake.”

“I don’t have the child.” Sean advised him, feeling guilt at referring to Diana in such a way. But he wasn’t going to show any weakness in front of Viktor.

“You gave her to Nick and Lorelei’s mother.” Adalind said angrily. “That’s a little hard to put aside too.”

Sean turned his attention to Adalind. “I gave her to the one person I thought would protect her.”

“I wonder what the Resistance would say if they knew you’d betrayed them.” Viktor commented almost smugly.

“But they do know, and I’ll tell you what I told them. I don’t where the child is and I have no way of finding out.”

Adalind started stalking towards him, but Viktor stopped her, grabbing her by the arm. “No. We’re going to remain civil, at least, for a little while.” Viktor said, turning back to Sean. “You’re the captain of a police department. You have means at your disposal. I suggest you make use of them. We’re not leaving without your eldest child.” Viktor stepped closer to Sean. “You may not like it, you’re part of the family.” Sean looked away. It seemed Viktor was taking the same approach that Eric had tried over a year before. “Mistreated though you were, you still have the blood.”

“Hasn’t exactly been thicker than water, has it?”

“No family’s perfect. But those that wanted you dead are dead. And it’s time you think about your relationship with this family as it is now. Not as it was then.”

Sean glanced between Adalind and Viktor. There was once a time when he may have been swayed by Viktor’s words; when he was child that is, but he had long given up any hope or want to be accepted into the family. He didn’t need them. He had his own now. Sean started to make his way towards the door, stopping to address Viktor. “Welcome to Portland.” He told him before walking out the door.

On the way back to the precinct, he called Lorelei. Sean was sure she would be home but he wanted to make sure. Lorelei typically worked from home in the afternoons and she confirmed that was what she was doing. He told her about Viktor and Adalind’s return to Portland. Sean wasn’t sure what was going to happen, but he wanted Lorelei to be on her guard in case anyone approached her.

As Sean returned to the precinct, he was relieved to see Nick and Hank sitting at their desks. He directed them to come into his office. “We got a problem?” Hank asked as Sean closed the door behind them.

“We do. My cousin Viktor is back in town with Adalind.”

“You’ve seen them?” Nick asked.

“I have. They know about your mother and that we gave her my child to her.”

“So they think we know where she is.” Hank commented.

“I don’t think they care whether we do or not. But they made it very clear, they’re not leaving without Diana.” Sean said before looking at Nick. “So I suggest you talk Juliette and watch your backs. I don’t know when or where, but I do know they will make a move.”

Nick nodded. “Have you told Lorelei they’re in town?”

“I have.”

“Does she know what really went down?” Hank asked.

Sean paused. At first, he believed Lorelei was completely unaware of what truly had happened. However, he had his doubts now. Lorelei hadn’t said anything, but his mother had insinuated that Lorelei may have some idea of what had happened.

“I don’t know. If she does, she hasn’t said anything.”

The two detectives left his office after that, leaving Sean to consider his next move.

Once Sean had pulled together the information he needed, he called Sam Damerov into the precinct. Sam worked for him and was good at what he did. If anyone would be able to track down Kelly Burkhardt, it was him.

“This is everything I know about Kelly Burkhardt.” Sean said, showing Sam the file. “Only photos of her are over 20 years old. There is no driver’s license or passport in her name. And the last documentation is of her death.”

“But she’s still alive.”

“Very much so.” Sean confirmed. “She was last seen driving a 2008 Ford F-250 Crew Cab, Oregon DOV 412, registered to Juliette Silverton.”

“Burkhardt could be a long way away by done.”

“I’m sure that’s what she’d like us to think. Although my gut feeling is that she’s close by. She’s got a seven-month-old girl with her.” Sean informed him.

“If I find them, how do you want me to handle it?”

“Just tell me where she is.” Sean answered. “I don’t want her to know she’s been found.”

“I’ll see what I can do.” Sam told him as Sean moved to stand towards his desk.

“Just watch your moves. There’s a lot of other interest in the same subject. Oh, and Sam, one more thing you should know. She’s a Grimm.”

Sam nodded, as Sean opened the door for him. Sean closed his door behind him, watching as he left. Hopefully, they would find Kelly and Diana before the family did. He couldn’t allow Diana to get into their hands.

Nick and Hank entered his office to discuss their case with him. It seemed their suspect was a wesen, possibly one hired by the Wesen Council. They showed him images from the man’s tablet.

“Photographs don’t prove that he killed anybody.” Sean told them as he flicked through the photos.

“Well, they prove he was at both crime scenes.” Nick pointed out.

Sean briefly glanced at him. “I’m not sure that matters, Nick. Can’t get a conviction on a Manticore.”

Hank spoke up. “I’m more worried about the Wesen Council putting a hit on Nick.”

There was a knock on the door and Wu entered, advising them that their suspect had gotten out. Down in the holding cells, they found one of the uniformed officers dead. Sean warned Nick that Wild would be coming after him. Nick headed home, concerned that Juliette may be home and thus a target for Wild.

When Sean returned home, it was late, however he found his wife still awake, curled up in their bed reading. The whole drive home, Sean had been debating whether to tell Lorelei why Viktor was in town. Although he was pretty certain she had figured out what happened with Diana, he still wasn’t completely sure. “Hey, how was your day?” She asked, as Sean came to sit down beside her. She leaned forward giving him a kiss hello.

Sean sighed. “Interesting, to say the least.” He replied. “I saw Viktor and Adalind.”

Lorelei nodded slowly. “I’m surprised it’s taken them this long to return to Portland.” Lorelei commented.

Sean looked at her closely. She knew. Why else would she be unsurprised about their arrival in Portland. “You know?”

“That Diana isn’t with the Royals? That my mom has her? Yes, I know.”

“How long?”

Lorelei let out a breath. “I remembered my conversation with Adalind before I was hospitalised. Figured things out before I was discharged.” Sean was silent, not sure what to say. Lorelei smiled gently, her hand coming to cup his check. “I know you mon amour. There is no way you would have let Diana leave the country with them. There was a plan, which I am sure my family was involved in. Plus, it was officers from your precinct who arrested my mom. You knew she was one of the best options to keep Diana safe, why would you have her arrested unless you knew she wouldn’t be staying arrested. And finally, my mom left town that same day.”

Sean sighed. “I’m sorry I lied to you. Kept this a secret.”

Lorelei hushed him. “I don’t agree with separating Adalind and Diana. But I understand why you did it. I even understand why Rosalee drugged me.”

Sean’s eyebrows shot up. She knew about that. “Oh, come on, I was tired but not tired enough to spend the entire day sleeping. And my memory was pretty hazy. Plus, Rosalee was absolutely insistent I drink all my tea that morning. After she rudely awakened me.”

“When did you figure that out?”

Lorelei shrugged. “About the same time. I should probably put Rosalee out of her misery, she still can’t look me in the eye.” Lorelei sighed. “I was pissed at first. But maybe you guys did me a favour. I would not have handled seeing my mom get arrested and finding out you’d handed my bonus daughter over to your horrible family all in one day.”

Sean raised an eyebrow. “Bonus daughter?”

“Well, yeah. She’s legally my stepdaughter. But she’s more than that, ergo, bonus daughter. Plus, she’s Olivia’s sister.”

The woman before him was truly amazing. Adalind had been correct in her assessment that Lorelei cared about Diana. Sean had no doubt that if Diana had been able to stay with them, Lorelei would have treated Diana the same as she would Olivia. Sean took Lorelei’s face in his hands and kissed her soundly. “You are amazing.” He murmured, pressing his forehead against her.

***Lorelei’s POV***

The past few days had been interesting. Sean’s wounds bleeding, and then the news that the in-laws from hell had arrived back in Portland. Although Lorelei knew their priority was getting Diana back, a part of her feared that they may try to take Olivia as well, and maybe even herself. Lorelei was anxious about being apart from Olivia, so when she next attended classes, she had gotten permission to bring Olivia. Lorelei was even considering seeing if it would be possible to continue her studies from home for the foreseeable future. Her professors told her they would speak with the higher up to see if it was an option. Lorelei, of course, couldn’t tell them to truth, but used her recent health problems as a reason.

After meeting with her professors, Lorelei stopped in at the on-campus café for a coffee and something to eat. Katie had been happy to see her. They hadn’t had much of a chance to hang out lately, both being busy with their lives. Katie and Melody would be graduating at the end of the school year and looking forward to what the future would bring. Both had admitted to Lorelei that they were planning on proposing to other. Lorelei thought it would be hilarious if they decided to do it at the same time.

Getting her coffee and food, Lorelei manoeuvred Olivia’s stroller outside and sat down at one of the tables, deciding to take advantage of the warmer weather. Olivia had fallen asleep, allowing Lorelei to eat and scroll through her phone. “May I join you?” A voice with a British accent asked.

Lorelei looked up, wondering if the person was talking to her. She froze upon seeing who was speaking with her. Sean had made sure she knew what certain members of his family looked like. She shrugged. “It’s a free country.” She told him.

The man sat down. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you Lorelei. We haven’t been introduced. My name is Viktor –.”

Lorelei cut him off. “I don’t need the full name and title. I know who you are.” She said, sitting back in her chair. “How can I help you Viktor?”

Viktor smiled at her, trying to appear warm but failing. “I thought it time we meet. And I am hoping that you are more…reasonable than your husband.”

“I don’t know where my mother is and I have no way of reaching her.”

Viktor looked sceptical. “Her youngest child has birthed her first grandchild, and she has no contact with her. I find that hard to believe.”

Lorelei took a sip of her coffee. “Believe what you want. But my mother and I don’t have what you would consider a normal relationship. I barely know her.”

“Be that as it may, I am sure your brother has a way of contacting her.” Viktor said, as a man placed a coffee in front of him. “All I’m asking is that you stress the importance of your mother returning Diana. The child belongs with her family.”

“Well, that is something we agree on. Although I think we have different ideas on who that family is.”

Viktor swallowed the sip he had taken. “We are the same family, Lorelei. As much as my cousin likes to pretend, you, he and Olivia…” He glanced towards the stroller. “…are part of the family.”

Lorelei scoffed. “With family like yours, who needs enemies.”

“I won’t deny that the family hasn’t treated Sean well over the years; however, as I told him, those who wish him dead are now dead.”

“Are they really? The man who shot him worked for the family.”

“Weston Steward acted alone. The King does not wish to see his remaining son dead. In fact, he wishes to see him return to the fold, with his wife and daughters. As the wife and daughter of a Prince, regardless of his legitimacy, you and your daughter are technically Princesses. In Vienna, you would live a life of luxury. In a castle. Everything you could ever possibly want, at your fingertips.”

“I don’t need a life of luxury. I’m happy with the one I have.”

Viktor sighed and seemed to decide to change tactics. “As a mother, surely you can relate to Adalind’s suffering. Her child was stolen by the one person who should have protected her.”

“Sean did what he did to keep Diana safe from your family.”

“We have no intention of harming Diana.”

“Harm can occur in many different ways Viktor. Diana may be physically safe, but I have no doubt the family sees her not as an individual person, but someone powerful to be used and manipulated.” Lorelei retorted.

Viktor sighed again, looking frustrated. “I see we will not be able to find common ground.” He said, finishing off his coffee before standing up. “It was a pleasure meeting you Lorelei. But I do encourage you to influence your husband and brother to have Diana returned. If not for your mothers sake.”

And with that he left. Lorelei let out a breath, her heart racing as she quickly packed up and headed towards her car.

***Sean’s POV***

It had been a long day and it wasn’t even close to the end of shift. Sean was in his office, working on paperwork, as usual. It seemed like it was never ending. There’d been even more paperwork to allow a former cop/current inmate to be temporarily released in order to help Nick and Hank with their arson/homicide case. He’d also heard from Damerov, no updated news apart from the fact Kelly had sold the truck she left Portland with. When Sean heard a knock on his office door, he did find himself a little annoyed about yet another interruption. “Yeah.” He said, not bothering to look up.

“Hey.”

The annoyance washed away when he realised it was Lorelei entering his office with Olivia, closing the door behind her. Sean put his pen down and stood up. “Hi. This is a pleasant surprise.” He said approaching them so he could take them in his arms. “What brings you in?”

“Oh, you know. We were in the area. I thought we’d stop by.” Lorelei said.

Sean pulled back and looked at her closely. Something was off. Lorelei was looking a little pale. “Is everything alright?” He asked in concern, taking Olivia when she reached out for him.

Lorelei let out a breath. “Yeah…just…I was minding my own business, having a late lunch after class when Viktor decided to join me.” She said slowly.

Sean froze. “What did he want?”

“Oh, you know. Same thing he wanted from you. Thought I would be the more ‘reasonable’ one.” She said, using finger quotes for the word reasonable. “He wanted me to contact my mom. Didn’t believe me when I said I had no way of contacting her. Told me I needed to stress the importance of returning Diana to her family.” Lorelei scoffed. “I agreed but we have different views on who that family is. He started going on about how we are part of the one family, no matter what you thought. I made a smart ass comment about with a family like yours, who needs enemies.”

Sean smirked. “What did he say to that?”

“Same thing he said to you. Those who want you dead are now dead. And some bullshit about how The King doesn’t want you dead, he wants to see you return to the fold with your wife and daughter.” Sean scoffed at that. Viktor was really grasping at straws. “Then I guess he tried to appeal to…I don’t know what. Was going on about how I married a Prince so that made Olivia and I Princesses, and if we lived in Vienna, we’d have a life of luxury.” Lorelei rolled her eyes at that.

“You don’t have dreams of being a Princess and living in a castle?”

“Maybe when I was five and obsessed with Belle from Beauty and the Beast. And even then, I was more interested in the library she had access to.”

Sean smiled. His wife and her books. “Anything else?”

“He tried to appeal to me as a mother, to relate to Adalind who had to child taken. But he didn’t get far with that, especially when I accused the family of wanting to use Diana as a weapon. Didn’t seem to like that.”

Sean nodded. “I doubt he did.”

“And then he left with a thinly veiled threat towards my mother. Suggested I influence you and Nick to have Diana returned for my moms sake.”

Sean pulled Lorelei against him, as closely as he could with Olivia still in his arms. He noticed Lorelei was shaking. He ran his hand up and down her back soothingly. “You’re shaking.”

Lorelei sighed. “I don’t know why it has affected me like this.”

“Viktor can be intimidating when he wants to be.” Sean told her, pressing a kiss to the crown of her head.

“I suppose. Or maybe I’m just PMS-ing.” She commented and Sean chuckled.

“That time of the month coming soon?”

Lorelei laughed before pulling back. “Sorry to bother you at work. I just wasn’t ready to go home. You know, in case I was followed. Even though they probably already know where we live.”

Sean nodded understandingly. “You know what, maybe I’ll finish up for the day. Head home early.”

“Oh, no. You don’t need to. I’ll be fine. Just being a little paranoid.”

Sean cupped her cheek, gently stroking it with his thumb. “No arguments. I’ve been working a lot lately and I want to spend some time with my family. Give me ten minutes.”

Lorelei nodded, taking Olivia from him. “Alright. I might go bug Franco.”

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***Sean’s POV***

Sean left for the work the next morning not happy that Viktor had approached Lorelei. He wasn’t surprised, but still wasn’t happy. Thankfully Lorelei had seemed better by the time they went to bed. As much as he wanted to confront Viktor, he knew that could only make things worse. So, for now, he would leave it. Lorelei had assured him she was fine, again blaming PMS on her reaction.

After stopping to get coffee, he had just gotten back into his car when the door opened and to his surprise Adalind got in. “We need to talk.” She told him.

“Do we?” He asked, putting his cup into the cup holder.

Adalind looked at him. “Viktor’s obsessed with finding our child. He knows you’re looking too.”

Sean took in Adalind’s appearance. “That’s an expensive looking coat. Viktor buy that for you?”

“Listen to me. Viktor’s gonna have you killed as soon as he finds her.” Adalind told him. A complete contradiction to what he’d told Lorelei the day before.

“Uh-huh.”

“Our girl’s been through so much in her short life. And all without the people who love her the most. She needs us now more than ever.”

Sean glanced at her. “Are we the two people who love her the most?” Sean asked, not believing a word that came out of her mouth.

Adalind glared at him. “Don’t mock me. I didn’t say two people. And even if I did. What makes you think I was referring to you?” She let out a breath. Sean wondered what she meant by that. “Look, I’m taking a huge risk coming to you.”

“Come on Adalind. Why are you really here?”

Adalind’s attitude changed. “When Viktor finds Diana, and he will find her, he’s not gonna need me anymore either.” She admitted. Ah, so she was being driven by self-preservation. “It’s gonna get ugly. I mean, Viktor, the Resistance…Nick and his hexenbiest.”

“So, you know about Juliette?”

Adalind removed the large sunglasses she was wearing, and he could see the skin around her eye was bruised. “Caught me a little off guard. When did you find out?”

“She had nowhere else to turn.”

“Well, isn’t that sweet?” Adalind said mockingly. “What’d you tell her?”

“Nothing much I could tell her.”

A look of recognition crossed Adalind’s face. “Oh, you sent her to Henrietta, didn’t you?” Adalind looked away. “Well, that explains a lot.” She was silent for a moment before looking back at Sean. “If this happened to Juliette, that means someone helped Nick become a Grimm again.” Sean glanced down, avoiding her gaze. “So it’s true.”

“Why don’t you ask him.” Sean told her.

“I don’t think so.” She said, before grabbing his hand. “You and I need to be on the same side. It’s us against them, and I’ll do whatever it takes to save our daughter. I want you with me.”

Sean looked at her for a moment before scoffing. “Damn you’re good.” He moved his hand away. “I really do want to believe you.”

“For once, you should.” She told him before slipping her sunglasses back on and getting out of the car.

Sean sighed. Adalind was certainly back in full hexenbiest mode. He was a little surprised she didn’t try to use Lorelei and Olivia to manipulate him. Perhaps she realised after what she’d done to Lorelei’s brother, his wife may not be interested in helping her. Hopefully, she would stay away from his family.

***Lorelei’s POV***

Lorelei was taking advantage of Olivia’s nap and using the time to study and work on assignments. She was about an hour in when she heard the doorbell ring. Sliding her gun from where it sat beside her into the back of her pants, Lorelei walked to the front door. Seeing it was Juliette, she opened it, letting her brother’s girlfriend enter. “Nick knows.” Was the first thing Juliette said once the door was closed.

Lorelei let out a breath. “How did he take it?”

“Well, he didn’t kill me. So…although he did point his gun at me.”

“What?” Lorelei asked, leading Juliette into the living area. “He pointed a gun at you.”

Juliette nodded, by passing the couch to grab a bottle of Sean’s whiskey. “I suppose in his defence, he thought I was Adalind.” She said, grabbing a glass and filling it up.

“Ok.” Lorelei said slowly.

“Who, by the way, stopped by last night.”

“Adalind?” Lorelei asked, as Juliette perched on the couch.

“Yep. I kicked her ass. She ran out of there.”

Lorelei nodded. Adalind was lucky Juliette didn’t kill her. “So, back to Nick. How did he take it?”

Juliette shrugged, swallowing her mouthful before speaking. “I think he feel a lot of guilt. He slept on the couch. Can barely look at me. Didn’t believe me when I said there was no cure.”

“So, you’re a hexenbiest permanently?” Juliette nodded “How do you feel about that?”

A shrug. “I’m not sure if I should stay in the house. What if Nick tries to kill me? He hates hexenbiests. A Grimm and an hexenbiest will never work, will it?”

“Juliette. That’s your home. And Nick only really hates one particular hexenbiest. You aren’t her.” Lorelei assured her. “You would have to really push Nick over the edge for him to even consider killing you. And, who says a Grimm and a hexenbiest couldn’t work.”

“Henrietta.”

“She doesn’t know you. She doesn’t know Nick. You two have been through so much. You love each other.”

Juliette shrugged, finishing off her drink. “Maybe love won’t be enough this time.”

Later that night, Lorelei was awoken by Sean. He was yelling out in his sleep, tossing and turning. Turning on the lamp, she turned to her husband, shaking him, trying to wake him up. “Sean…wake up…Sean.” With a shout he woke up, his eyes scanning the room before landing on her. “Hey, its ok. You had a nightmare.”

Sean looked at her for a moment, his breathing starting to return to normal. However, his expression changed when he pulled his hand out from under the covers. Lorelei’s eyes widened. It was covered in blood. “Oh no.” Sean said, pushing the covers down.

“Oh my god.” Lorelei said. The front of his shirt was covered in blood.

“No, no, no.” He said in a panic, moving to the side of the bed as he pulled his shirt off.

Lorelei followed him, trying to keep calm as Sean panicked, desperately trying to wipe the blood off with his shirt. Getting off the bed, she came to stand in front of him as he ran his hand over the bullet wounds. It was like the other night, when they randomly started bleeding. Upon realising the bleeding had stopped, Sean looked up at Lorelei, looking helpless. “Come on, you need a shower.” She said, grabbing his hand and leading him into the bathroom.

Flicking the light on, Lorelei turned on the shower before turning back to her husband. He was standing in the doorway, staring blankly in the mirror. Lorelei stepped towards him tentatively. “Sean?”

His gaze met hers. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

“We’ll figure it.”

***Sean’s POV***

After waking covered in blood, Sean didn’t sleep well. And because he didn’t, neither did Lorelei. Although his beloved was acting calm, he knew she was worried about him. He was worried as well. Sean agreed to see a doctor and was lucky enough to get in later that day. He headed into work for the day, promising Lorelei that he would attend his appointment no matter what.

Before his appointment, Nick and Hank came into his office to update him on a case they were working on. “Mr Carson checked into the Benson Hotel three days ago.” Hank told him as Sean looked at the photos of the victim. “According to the hotel manager, Carson wasn’t due to leave for another week. His clothes and his suitcase were still in his room.”

“Our victim was here on business. Works for Mason Freight.” Nick continued. “We found a cell phone charger, but no cell phone on his person, in his car, or in his room.”

“I bet he left it where he was last night.” Sean commented, glancing up at them.

“Yeah, we got his number from the hotel. We’re trying to run it now.” Hank informed him.

“Do we know how the victim got these burns?”

“According to the M.E., the victim choked to death on viscous matter, which then ate its way through his lungs and moved onto other organs.” Hank answered. “Said the substance is consistent with a parasitic enzyme like necrotising fasciitis. It’s a skin-eating bacteria found in contaminated water.”

“Apparently, there are certain animals that produce this enzyme that eat through body tissue: spiders, earthworms, snails, slugs, insects, and some plants, like the Venus flytrap.” Nick added, as Hank handed Sean the report.

“Sounds wesen to me.” Sean remarked.

“Or we’re looking for a big-ass snail.” Hank commented.

“Do we know what the victim was doing in that neighbourhood?”

“Not yet. Car was parked on the street.” Nick answered. “No restaurants or bars nearby.”

“Maybe he had a friend in the area.” Sean suggested.

Hank nodded. “That’s what we’re thinking.”

There was a knock on the door and Wu stepped in. “I got an approximate location for the victim’s cell.” He told them. “It’s in a condo, near where his body was found.”

Nick and Hank left to track down their victim’s phone. Meanwhile, Sean headed to the doctor’s office not long after that. Thankfully, he didn’t have to wait long to be seen. He explained what was going on to the doctor, who had him remove his shirt and sit on the exam table. The doctor checked his heart and lung with the stethoscope. “Well, I don’t see or hear anything abnormal.” The doctor commented, removing the stethoscope. “The scar tissue looks fine. No sign of any tears. How much blood was there?”

Sean thought back to last night. “Um…maybe less than I thought.” He said. “It was the middle of the night. I – I was half asleep.”

The doctor nodded. “Well, I can do an MRI, but I’m not seeing anything out of the ordinary.” He paused. “How do you feel?”

“Actually, I feel ok.” Sean told him. “But my wife was concerned.

The doctor nodded understandingly. “Well, why don’t we go ahead and schedule the MRI just to make sure. But I wouldn’t worry.”

As the doctor turned back to his computer, Sean couldn’t help but worry a little. If there was nothing medical wrong with him, perhaps it was something else. Or maybe it was nothing.

Sean made his way to the spice shop to speak with Rosalee. Perhaps she may be able to help. Sean entered the shop to find Rosalee handing Monroe some boxes.

“Sean.” Rosalee said, looking surprised to see him. She exchanged a look with Monroe, who nodded at Sean.

Sean approached the fuschbau. “Rosalee. Um…I think I might have a problem.” He told them quietly.

They looked at him in surprise. “A problem?” Monroe asked, slowly approaching him. “What…what kind of a problem?”

“You helped my mother figure out what Adalind had done to Nick, and how to fix it.” Sean said slowly, wondering how to phrase his issue. Although he had become closer to them, hell, Monroe had presided over his wedding, he still didn’t feel completely comfortable asking for their help

“Yeah. Good times.”

“There was a book that Adalind used to cast the spell.” Sean said, sliding his hands into his pockets.

Rosalee nodded. “Yes, we still have it.”

“Ok, good. I was hoping you did.”

“What’s the problem?” Monroe asked in a slightly exaggerated whisper, obviously wanting Sean to get to the point.

“I’m not exactly sure but it appears to be related to what my mother did to save my life – some sort of…residual effect…from my visit to the other side.”

Monroe and Rosalee briefly glanced at each other. “You mean, as in when you were dead?” Monroe asked slowly.

“Yeah.” Sean answered. “I keep reliving the moment I was shot over and over again. And I wake up and I have blood all over me, and it’s as though I’ve been shot again and I’m bleeding to death.”

Rosalee sighed. “That does not sound good.”

“And you’re hoping the answer to this…is in the book?” Monroe asked.

Sean let out a breath. “I am.”

Rosalee turned around, walking to one of the cabinets. Sean followed her. “Your mother shut the book.” She said, opening a drawer and pulling the book out. “So, I’m hoping you can open it, because we can’t. “

Sean took the book from her, trying to open it with no luck. He looked between Rosalee and Monroe. “How’d she open it?”

“Uh, with her blood. Big knife, right in the middle of her –” Monroe replied mimicking stabbing his hand before trailing off.

“She’s your mother. Maybe your blood will work.”

Sean shook his head. “No, if that kind of lock has been cast upon it, then only hexenbiest blood can open it.” He informed them.

“Don’t suppose she’s coming back to town anytime soon.”

“Not that I know of.” Sean said as Monroe came to stand beside Rosalee.

“And I’m guessing that you don’t want to bring Adalind in for help on this.” Monroe correctly guessed.

“No. Not really.”

“Well, know any other hexenbiest’s?” Rosalee asked.

As a matter of fact, he did. Sean left not long after that. However, not before letting Monroe and Rosalee know that Lorelei was aware of what happened when they took Diana from Adalind, including what was done to her. Both looked a little worried.

“So, it doesn’t appear to be medical. It could be supernatural?” Lorelei asked. It was later that evening, and the two were seated together on the couch after dinner. Olivia was upstairs, tucked up in bed while they discussed Sean’s…problem.

Sean nodded. “That’s why I got the book. I’m hoping there might be something in there that can help.”

“But, you need a hexenbiest to open it?”

“Correct.” Sean said as the doorbell rang. He looked at Lorelei. “Are you expecting anyone?”

Lorelei shook her head and Sean got up to check the security camera. “Oh, this can’t be good.”

“What?”

Sean glanced back at his wife. “It’s Juliette.” He told her before sighing and walking over to the door. “Yeah.”

Juliette stepped passed him, walking into the house. “I slept in my car last night. I’m not doing that again. Hi Lorelei.”

“Hey Juliette.” Lorelei said, offering the older woman a smile.

Sean closed the door and followed her back to the living room. “All right – what do you mean?”

Juliette sighed. “What I mean is…I need a place to stay with somebody who…understands me.”

“Oh, uh...” Sean said, hands going into his pockets as he glanced at Lorelei. She shrugged, indicating it was up to him. “Look, I’m not sure this is the best place for you.”

Juliette looked upset at that. “No, I can’t go home until I figure out what I am.”

“Does Nick know where you are?” Sean asked her.

Juliette looked away for a moment before she sighed, crossing her arms. “No.”

“You planning on telling him?”

“I don’t know.” She admitted.

Sean glanced at Lorelei before turning back to Juliette. “You realise that this puts me in a very awkward situation again.”

“You wanna talk awkward. Listen, you have lived with this your whole life. You know what it’s like. I need to know what I’m supposed to do, to deal with it.”

Sean sighed. “Well, first off, you need to be more careful. Obviously, most people can’t accept what we are.” Sean told her, quickly giving Lorelei a look to let her know she was not most people. “Second, our reactions can be violent. Deadly even.” He moved to the bar, pouring himself drink.

Juliette was not happy with that. “I mean, is there anything comforting in all of this?”

“Well, we do have abilities that defy explanation.” He replied, glancing at her. “How you learn to use them will determine what you become.” Sean moved to stand in front of her, drink in hand. “You’re more than I’ll ever be.” Juliette stared at him. “The way this happened to you – you’re one of a kind. Now, I don’t know what that means, ultimately.”

Juliette mulled over what he had told her before sitting down at the kitchen island. “So, what you’re saying is that I’m just gonna have to wing it.”

Sean nodded. “Don’t we all.”

A defeated look crossed Juliette. Sean felt empathy for her. He couldn’t imagine what she was going through right now. What he did know, was that she was going to be unpredictable. It was the reason he was cautious about her staying with them. There was silence before Sean thought of something. The book, he needed it opened. Perhaps, there may even be something in there to help Juliette. “I do have a favour to ask you.” He said, stepping closer to Juliette.

“What?” She asked, staring at the floor.

“I need you to open a book.”

Sean, Juliette and Lorelei were standing around one end of the kitchen island. The book now sitting on it. Sean handed Juliette a knife. “All you have to do is just cut yourself and then drip the blood onto the book with this.”

Juliette gave him a deadpanned look. “Really?” She asked. “All I have to do is cut myself and bleed for you.”

“I’ve been doing a little bleeding of my own lately.” Sean admitted to her.

Juliette glanced back at the book. “Why can’t you do it again? Aren’t you half Hexenbiest?”

“Why does everybody keeping making that mistake?” Sean asked in annoyance. The hand rubbing his back reminded him that not everybody made that mistake. “I am not a hexenbiest. I’m a zauberbiest, there’s a difference.”

Juliette rolled her eyes. “How much blood?”

“I don’t know. Just enough to open the book, whatever that is.”

Juliette glared at him. “Aren’t you supposed to be helping me?”

“You got a place to stay, don’t you?” Sean retorted.

“Enough. You both may get something out of this.” Lorelei said, sounding annoyed at the both of them. She had been pretty silent since Juliette arrived but was obviously over their attitudes.

Sean and Juliette both glanced at her. Juliette sighed. “Fine.” Juliette brought the knife to her palm, slowly cutting it as she winced in pain. As the blood began to flow, Juliette dropped along the closed pages of the book, causing it to open. Juliette looked up at Sean and Lorelei in surprise.

Sean pulled the book towards him, thanking Juliette, as she awkwardly held her hand.

“What is this book?” Juliette asked.

“It’s the book that Adalind used to do what she did to you and Nick.” Sean answered, glancing down at the book.

Juliette stepped close. “This I want to read.”

Chapter Text

***Sean’s POV***

Not long after Juliette had opened the book, Lorelei had headed off to bed citing exhaustion. He promised her he would be up soon. After directing Juliette on where she could sleep, Sean followed his wife to bed. She was fast asleep when he entered. He quickly changed into his pyjamas before climbing into bed beside his wife, spooning her from behind, holding her close as he quickly drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, they were rudely awakened by Juliette slamming the door open as she stormed in. “There’s nothing in here.” She said, dropping the book beside Sean.

Sean was struggling to comprehend what she was saying. “What?”

“For me or for you.” Juliette said angrily, as Sean moved to sit up. “Now, where is your mother? She did this to me.”

“Juliette, she said there was a possibility of some side effect, she didn’t know this would happen to you.” Sean reminded her, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. “Now please, you need to calm down.”

“No, I’m done calming down.” Juliette said loudly. “Ok. You and Nick and Adalind and all of this wesen insanity, I am so sick of it. Ok. I was normal before I met all of you. I want my life back. And if I don’t get it…” She trailed off threatening.

Sean looked at her. “What?”

“You better watch out.” And with that said, she stormed out, slamming the door behind her.

Sean heard Lorelei sigh behind him. “This is not good.” She said quietly.

Sean turned around to face her, seeing the worry on her beautiful face. Sean sighed as well. “No. It’s not.”

Sean was apprehensive about leaving Lorelei and Olivia alone after what had happened with Juliette that morning. However, he did have to go to work. Lorelei assured him that they would be fine and if Juliette showed up, Lorelei would take Olivia and leave. So, Sean had gone to work but was checking in with Lorelei every hour. Just to make sure they were alright.

Sean stayed at work a little later, as Damerov had notified him he was on his way. Sean desperately wanted to get home to his family, but knew it was important to meet with Damerov.  When Sean saw him walking towards his office, he hurried to the door to let him in. “Prince Viktor has been sent back to Vienna.” Damerov told him before Sean had even had the chance to finish closing the door.

Sean looked at him in surprise. “What?”

“I just found out myself.”

Sean walked towards his desk. “My father must have grown impatient with him.” Sean commented. He looked back at Damerov. “Is Viktor dead?”

Damerov sighed. “I don’t know.”

“What about Adalind?”

“Haven’t heard anything about her.”

“Who’s replacing Viktor?”

“I don’t think anybody knows. At least, they’re not telling me.” Damerov replied. This wasn’t good. How could Sean expect to stay ahead of them if his mole was kept in the dark? “They didn’t get rid of Viktor because he’s moving too fast. They want Kelly Burkhardt and that child. And if you want me to go back there, you got to give me something to show them.”

Sean nodded. “Yeah. I’ve got it ready.” Sean told him, picking a file up off his desk. He handed it to Damerov. “Give them this. It’ll look like you’re making progress.”

Damerov raised an eyebrow. “Any of it true?”

“Enough to make it plausible.”

Damerov nodded before exiting. Sean sighed. He had no idea who could be sent to take Viktor’s place. He considered a couple of people he knew of; however he would have to wait and see.

As Sean walked into the living room, he let out a sigh of relief. He’d been unable to reach Lorelei and rushed home, concerned Juliette may have done something. Instead, he found his wife sound asleep on the couch, tv on low. After removing his jacket and tie, placing them on one of the chairs, he moved over to his wife. Sitting down on the edge of the sofa, he reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair out of her face before allowing the back of his hand to gentle stroke her cheek. God, he loved her so much. What did he do to deserve her?

Lorelei’s eyes started to flicker open. As they met his, a smile slow crossed her face. “Hi.” She said, her voice thick from sleep.

Sean smiled. “Hi.”

Lorelei sat up. “What time is it?” She asked, rubbing her eyes.

“Just past eight.” He replied before cupping her face in his hands and kissing her deeply.

Lorelei’s arms went to his neck, and she returned the kiss, sighing softly. She pulled back, resting her forehead against his. “Have you eaten?”

Sean nodded. “I had something earlier. Have you?”

“Yeah. I had a late lunch. I was going to have a quick power nap after I put Liv down for the night, but I slept through the alarm I set.”

“You must have needed the sleep.” Sean commented and Lorelei nodded in agreement.

“Yeah. I guess.”

“Come on, let’s get you to bed.” Sean told her, scooping her into his arms bridal style.

Lorelei laughed. “Sean, I can walk.”

Sean smiled at her. “I know you can. I just want you in my arms for as long as possible.”

Lorelei rested her head against his shoulder. “I guess I can’t argue with that logic.”

As he reached their room, he gently set his wife down on the bed. “Did you see Juliette today?”

Lorelei shook her head as she got up and grabbed her pyjamas. “No. She didn’t come back. And I didn’t try calling her. Figured she wouldn’t have been interested in anything I have to say anyway.”

The two continued getting ready for bed. As they did, Sean filled her in on what he had found out from Damerov. “Another Royal? That doesn’t seem like a good sign.”

It really hadn’t been a good sign, Sean later learned after meeting Viktor’s replacement. Sean dragged himself home to lick his wounds. Sean was grateful Lorelei wasn’t home when he arrived. She had called to let him know that she had taken Olivia to have dinner with Bud, Phoebe and the kids. It would give him the chance to clean up a bit, but Sean knew he wouldn’t be able to hide his wounds from her. Entering their bedroom, he dropped his keys, wallet and phone on the dresser.

“Where’s Adalind?”

Sean spun around, surprised to find Juliette standing by the window. “How’d you get in here?”

“You gave me a key remember?”

“I want it back.” Sean told her.

“What happened to you?” Juliette asked as she removed the key from her pocket and threw it to him.

He caught it, watching her warily. “I met the new Prince in town.”

“Is Adalind with him?”

“Why?”

“I’m gonna kill her.”

Sean looked at her. “Good, yeah. She’s at the Deluxe Hotel.” Sean said walking towards her. “Careful, though. Kenneth is not Viktor.”

“Apparently.” Juliette commented as she started unbuttoning her shirt.

Sean stared at her. “What are you doing?”

“Finishing what we started.” She replied as she finished removing her shirt. Sean was frozen. What the hell was happening? This wasn’t happening. He stared at her in shock as she stepped towards his. “Does this hurt?” She asked, pressing her finger against his cut lip.

Sean hissed in pain, grabbing her wrist and forcing it away from him. “Yeah.” He told her, letting go of her wrist and taking a step back.

“Then so will this.” She said, grabbing his face in her hands and kissing him.

Acting fast, Sean grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away from him. “You cannot be serious. Put your shirt back on and get the hell out of here.”

Juliette laughed. “Oh, come on Sean. You know you want to.”

“I don’t. I don’t want anyone besides Lorelei.”

Juliette smirked. “You didn’t have any problem last year.”

Sean glared at her. “We were under the influence of a spell. Anything we felt was because of that.”

“What was your excuse when you fucked Adalind?”

Sean growled. “That was a mistake. One I will not be repeating.”

“Oh, come on Sean. You’ve got Lorelei trapped. Married with a baby…and I have a feeling there will be another soon. She is so desperately in love with you. She’s not going anywhere. So, why not have some fun.” Juliette stepped towards him again.

“Get. Out.”

Juliette pouted. “Fine. I’m not Adalind. I don’t need to force myself onto a man.” Juliette picked up her shirt and walked towards the door. “But if you change your mind. Give me a call.”

And with that, she was gone. Sean sunk down onto the bed, head in his hands. He couldn’t believe that had happened. Had Juliette really sunk so far, so fast? She adored Lorelei. How could she do that to her? Lorelei. He had to speak to her, in case Juliette decided to spin a story. Wincing as he stood up quickly and grabbed his phone. God, Sean hoped Lorelei would believe him.

“Hey.”

“Lorelei, where are you?”

“Uh, about 10 minutes. Why? Is everything ok?”

Sean swallowed hard. “No. I…I…Juliette was here.”

“Did she hurt you?” Lorelei asked sounding concerned.

“No. She…she…” Sean could feel the panic rising and he started pacing the room. She had to believe him.

“Sean, stop. Take a breath. What did she do?”

Sean took a deep breath and let it slowly. “She kissed me.” He got out. There was silence. “Please, you have to believe me. I didn’t want it. I pushed her away. I told her to leave.”

“Sean. It’s ok. I believe you.”

Sean sunk back down on the bed in relief. She believed him. She believed him. He wasn’t going to lose her. “Thank you. Thank you.”

“We’ll be home soon. I love you.”

“I love you.”

Despite the physical pain he was in, Sean almost flew down the stairs when he saw Lorelei’s car pull up in the driveway. Despite her reassurance, he was still afraid she had changed her mind in the 10 minutes since they spoke. What if Juliette had called her and spun her own story? Who would she believe?

Lorelei was getting Olivia out of her car seat when Sean opened the door. As Lorelei closed the door, Sean strode towards her. The light from the security light revealing his injuries from his fight with Kenneth. Lorelei’s eyes widened. “I thought you said she didn’t hurt you.”

Sean shook his head. “This wasn’t Juliette.” He said, wrapping his arms around his wife and daughter.

“Come on. Let’s get Olivia in bed and get you cleaned up.”

Once Olivia was safely in her bed, Lorelei led Sean to their bedroom and had him sit on the bed while she grabbed the first aid kit from the bathroom. Sean sat fidgeting, his eyes not leaving her as she returned and came to stand in front of him, setting the first aid kit on the bed beside him. Lorelei gently took his chin and inspected his face, her expression tender. “Sean, what happened tonight?”

Sean swallowed thickly. “When I got home Juliette was here. She wanted to know where Adalind was. She wants to kill her.” Lorelei nodded, before bending over to open the first aid kit. “Then she started taking her shirt off. I asked what she was doing, and she said she was finishing what we started. I couldn’t believe what she was doing. She touched my lip, hard, asking if it hurt. And…and then she kissed me. I shoved her away, Lorelei I swear. I didn’t kiss her back. I told her to get out. She laughed.” Sean shook his head. He still couldn’t believe how far Juliette had already fallen. “Said I wanted to do it last year. I reminded her about the spell and she asked what my excuse with Adalind was.” Sean felt anger arise when he remembered what Juliette had said next. “She said that I’ve got you trapped.” Lorelei raised an eyebrow. “She insinuated I could cheat on you again and you wouldn’t leave me, so I might as well have some fun.” Sean shook his head again. “The way she spoke about you. I couldn’t believe it.”

“I know she’s angry and hurt, but I didn’t realise she would be burning bridges so soon.” Lorelei said softly, her expression pained.

Sean wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close, burying his head in her stomach. “Please. You have to believe me. She only kissed me. I didn’t kiss her back. Nothing else happened. Please, please don’t leave me.”

Sean felt Lorelei’s arms gently wrap around him, one hand coming to caress the back of his head. “I believe you Sean.” Lorelei whispered, gently kissing the top of his head. “But seriously, who beat the crap out of you?”

Sean pulled back and looked up at her. “You believe me?” He asked quietly. He needed to hear it one more time.

Lorelei nodded, her hand gently cupping his uninjured cheek, gently brushing away the tears he hadn’t realised were falling. “I do.”

Sean let out a sigh of relief, burying his face back into her stomach for a couple of minutes. Eventually he pulled away and allowed Lorelei to start cleaning him up. “I’m going to have use the alcohol wipes to disinfect you lip and your cheek.” She told him, pulling a couple out of the kit and opening one. She took his chin in her grasp again. “I’ll start with your lip. I’m sorry, but it will probably hurt.”

“It’s ok.” He replied, his eyes never leaving her face. His hands tightly gripping her hips, as though afraid she would disappear before his eyes.

Lorelei tentatively touched the alcohol wipe to his lip, and he hissed in pain. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” She said, pressing a gentle kiss to the uninjured side of his mouth.  “One more time and I think we’ll be right for the lip.

Sean flinched again when she dabbed at his lip. He received another kiss. Sean closed his eyes, feeling the tension leave his body. After finishing his face, Lorelei helped him remove his shirt and crouched down in front of him to check his ribs. As she did so, he explained what happened prior to arriving home. The call from Damerov, finding him dead, his interaction with Kenneth. “This guy seems more…hands on then Viktor.” Lorelei commented. She sighed. “I don’t think your ribs are broken, but I’m in public health not medicine, so I’m not sure. Are you sure you don’t want to go to the hospital?”

Sean shook his head. “I’ll be fine. I heal fast, remember.”

“Please at least take tomorrow off work. You need to rest.”

“I will.”

After a quick shower to clean the blood off, Sean followed his wife back to bed. Lorelei pulled the covers down and climbed in, reclining back against the pillows, in a half-seated half lying position. Sean eased himself onto the bed and laid down, sliding his arm under Lorelei’s lower back and letting his head rest on her stomach. “Rest now mon amour. I’m not going anywhere.”

Chapter Text

***Lorelei’s POV***

It was still early when Lorelei woke the next morning. Sean was sound asleep, his arms holding her tightly and his head still resting on her stomach. Lorelei gently stroked the top of his head, sighing as she recalled the events from the night before. Sean’s panicked call, arriving home to find him beaten and bruised, Sean recalling the events of his evening. Lorelei knew that Juliette was going through a lot right now, but she still couldn’t believe what she had done. Making a move on her husband. Juliette was one of her dearest friends and her brother’s girlfriend; her betrayal cut deep. Lorelei’s was going to have to speak with Nick again. He was going to be heartbroken. After finding out about Juliette’s current condition, Nick had called Lorelei, upset that she hadn’t told him what Juliette was going through. However, Lorelei had insisted it hadn’t been her secret to tell. She didn’t want to betray Juliette’s confidence. But now, Lorelei wasn’t sure how she felt about Juliette. Regardless, Nick needed to know in case Juliette tried to use it against him, or Sean and Lorelei.

Lorelei managed to manoeuvre herself out from under her husband, quietly assuring him she wasn’t going far when he stirred. After finishing up in the bathroom, she heard Olivia through the baby monitor. Grabbing her phone, she headed towards her daughter’s room. “Hi sweetheart.” Lorelei cooed at her daughter as she approached the crib.

Olivia smiled, that little gummy smile, and reached for her mother. Lorelei picked her up, changed her diaper and settled in the armchair to feed her. Wincing a little as her daughter latched on, Lorelei rubbed the area above her nipple. Her period definitely had to be coming soon, her breasts had been really tender the past few days and she was experiencing other PMS symptoms including an increased need to pee, fatigue, and some mild cramping.

Lorelei looked at her phone, determining it wasn’t too early to call her brother. As she was waiting for him to pick up, Lorelei felt anxious, scared. How was she going to tell Nick?

“Hey.” Even from that one word, Lorelei could tell Nick was not himself.

“Hey.” Lorelei said softly. “How are you holding up?”

Nick sighed. “Um, not…not good. Juliette stopped by last night. To get some of her stuff. She was…not herself. Some of the things she said. When I told her I wasn’t giving up, she asked why and then…and then she laughed when I told her I love her.”

Lorelei’s heart broke for her brother. The pain in his voice was so obvious. And now, she was going to add to that pain. But he needed to know. “I’m so sorry Nick. It’s the hexenbiest talking. It’s changing her. Making her do and say things she wouldn’t usually do.”

“I know.” He said sadly. “Is she still staying with you? Did you see her last night?”

Lorelei sighed. “No. She’s not staying with us anymore. But she did stop by last night. Um, I wasn’t here, but Sean was.” Lorelei said, biting her lip as she worked up the nerve to break her brother’s heart.

Nick clearly picked up on her anxiety. “What?”

“Um, Sean told me that she was acting very out of character.” Lorelei said slowly. “And it seems she might be starting to…burn bridges.”

“What do you mean? What did she do?”

Lorelei let out a breath. “She made a move on Sean. Kissed him. Tried to convince him that if he cheated again, that because I was so in love with him and that he had me trapped with a baby that I wouldn’t be going anywhere if he slept with her.”

Nick was silent. “Did he? Sleep with her?” He asked angrily. Lorelei wasn’t sure who the anger was directed to. Sean, Juliette, Lorelei, or himself.

“God no. He kicked her out.” Lorelei said indignantly. Yes, Sean had made that mistake in the past, but he wouldn’t do that again. Of that, Lorelei was certain.

Nick sighed. “I’m sorry. I’m sure Sean isn’t stupid enough to make the same mistake twice. I just…it hurts, thinking that she…was willing to…with my brother-in-law.”

“I’m so sorry Nick.” Lorelei told him.

“You’ve done nothing wrong. I can’t imagine how it feels for you, knowing that one of your best friends tried to sleep with your husband.” Nick sighed again. “So, that’s what you meant by Juliette starting to burn bridges.”

Lorelei nodded. “Yeah.” Lorelei sighed. “When she left our house the other morning, she was so angry. And as a hexenbiest, that anger is amplified. I don’t know who she was trying to get at by moving on Sean. It could be him, you, or me. And we need to be careful, because there is no telling what she may do.”

“We need to figure out how to fix this.”

“Nick. There might not be a way to fix this.” Lorelei told him, needing him to understand that this may be the one thing they were unable to fix.

“I’m not giving up on her.”

After finishing her call with Nick and Olivia had finished feeding, Lorelei decided to head downstairs to make coffee and breakfast. She stopped in the bedroom, to check on Sean who was now awake. “Hey, how are you feeling?” She asked, coming to sit on the bed beside him.

Olivia wiggled out of her arms and crawled over to Sean. “A little better.” Sean replied, slowly taking Olivia into his arms. “Everything still hurts though.”

Lorelei nodded. “I hope you are still taking today off work.”

Sean smiled at her. “I am.”

Lorelei returned the smile. “Good. Are you hungry?”

Sean followed her downstairs, slowly as he was still in a great deal of pain. Lorelei sat Olivia in her highchair, while Sean eased himself into one of the chairs at the kitchen island. Once the coffee was ready, Lorelei set a cup in front of Sean before she got started on breakfast.

“You called Nick?”

Lorelei nodded. “Yeah. I wanted to check on him. And let him know what happened. Better to hear it from us then from Juliette. I have a feeling she wouldn’t be as tactful in sharing that information as I was.”

Sean swallowed his sip of coffee. “It’s probably a good idea.” He admitted, as Lorelei opened the fridge to pull out the bacon and eggs. “How is he? And how did he take it.”

Lorelei sighed. “Not well. Apparently before Juliette came over here, she stopped by at the house while Nick was home. To get some of her stuff. It sounds like she was…well, not very friendly. Laughed at him when he told her he loved her.” Lorelei opened the bacon and almost recoiled as the smell hit her. She wrinkled her nose as she felt a wave of nausea.

“What is it?”

“Does this smell off to you?” Lorelei asked, offering the packet.

Sean leant forward and tentatively sniffed it before shaking his head. “It smells fine. Is it past its used by?”

Lorelei shook her head. “It’s brand new.” Lorelei replied before shrugging. If Sean said it smelt fine, it must be fine. She returned to preparing breakfast. “Anyway, um, Nick was pretty broken-hearted when he heard about what Juliette did last night. I’m worried about him. Juliette was so angry the other morning, and now she does this.” Lorelei sighed. “I’m worried about what else she might do. Nick is still determined to fix this though, but it might be unfixable.”

Sean sighed as well. “I think you might be right. There is no changing what has happened to Juliette. I fear she may continue to escalate. I’d feel comfortable if you avoided Juliette, just in case.”

“I’m torn, I want to help my brother, but I also don’t want to be around Juliette at the moment.” Lorelei admitted. “Trying to sleep with my husband, it hurts. And from the sounds of it, she was in full control of her actions. She just didn’t care about the consequences. So, avoiding Juliette is something I need to do for my own peace of mind.”

“You can still be there for Nick. He needs you; he needs everyone right now. Do you know if he’s told the others?”

“I know he’s told Hank. I’m not sure about Monroe and Rosalee.”

“It might be beneficial to tell them, sooner, rather than later.”

“I’ll talk to Nick about it.”

For the rest of the day, Sean spent most of it resting in bed. Meanwhile, Lorelei tried to get some work done, both paid and college. Thankfully, Olivia was content to sit in her playpen and keep herself preoccupied. The day ended, and upon waking the next morning, Lorelei left Sean to sleep. Lorelei had just set Olivia in her highchair when she heard what sounded like breaking glass come from upstairs and Sean yell out. “Sean?” Lorelei called out, moving to the bottom of the stairs. There was no reply. She hurriedly made her way up the stairs. “Oh my god! Sean!”

Her heart stopped when she entered the room to find her husband passed out on the floor. Stepping over the fallen lamp, she hurried to her husband’s side, dropping onto her knees beside his fallen body. “Sean.” Lorelei tried to roll him over, as she did, Sean groaned as he woke. “Oh my god, Sean what happened?”

“My chest.” Sean answered, moving slowly to sit up. Lorelei’s eyes fell on his chest, his wounds had started bleeding again.

“Stay here. I’m going to get something to clean you up.” Lorelei told him before getting up to enter the bathroom. She paused, seeing glass on the floor in front of the sink. The mirror was broken. Not worrying about that, she grabbed the baby wipes and returned to Sean’s side.

By the time she had returned, Sean was sitting up with his back against the bed. Lorelei dropped down beside him. “Do you need to go to the hospital?”

Sean shook his head, trying to take steadying breaths. “There’s nothing they can do.” He told her. Lorelei bit her lip as she opened the wipes and started cleaning him up. “It was worse this time. I saw something. There was a bright light and demonic hands, trying to grab me. And the pain, it was unbearable.”

“You saw hands trying to grab you?” Sean nodded. “And what happened to the mirror?”

Sean paused. “I may have…punched it.”

Lorelei looked down at his hands. Yep, there were cuts on his right hand that weren’t there before. Having finished cleaning up the blood off his chest, she turned her attention to his hand, resting it on her knee so she could clean it up. Thankfully, there didn’t appear to be much damage besides a couple of cuts. “This is getting worse Sean. Have you told your mom?”

Sean shook his head. “Not yet. I was focused on helping Juliette. It slipped my mind at the time.”

Lorelei sighed. “I think you should. Especially in light of this new…vision? Hallucination? I don’t know, but whatever it means it can’t be good.”

“I will. I’ll try to call her now.” Sean said, taking her hand and pressing a kiss to her knuckles.

“Thank you.”

Sean had been unable to reach Elizabeth, but assured Lorelei he would keep trying. And, in the event that he couldn’t, he would ask Henrietta. Lorelei was hoping he would ask Henrietta sooner rather than later but knew her husband was a prideful man who didn’t like to admit weakness. For now, all she could do was wait and see what would happen. Hopefully, things wouldn’t get worse.

The next day, Lorelei heard from Monroe and Rosalee, who were now aware of Juliette’s status as a hexenbiest. She had come to spice shop upset about what was happening. However, upon seeing Nick there and realising that he had told Hank, Juliette had not been happy and had left. No one had seen or heard from her since, and no one would for a couple of weeks.

Lorelei was grateful she only had a couple of weeks before the college year ended. Even though she had only done one semester, that combined with work, motherhood, and the combined stress of what was happening with Sean and Juliette, as well as the Royals presence in Portland was impacting Lorelei. She was utterly exhausted, unable to make it through the day without having a nap. It was also starting to make her sick with nausea popping up every now and then. Lorelei was happy she had gotten permission from her professors to complete her education from home.

It was a Thursday night when Lorelei had headed over to Monroe and Rosalee’s to have dinner with them, Nick, and Hank. Sean had come home from work at a reasonable time and insisted he was perfectly capable of looking after Olivia. Lorelei had pulled up out the front of her friend’s house, just as Hank and Nick were arriving.

“Lore, almost didn’t recognise you without the baby in your arms.” Hank joked as she approached them.

“Haha, very funny.” Lorelei told him as she gave Nick a tight hug.

The three of them walked up the path to the front door and after a few moments, the door opened revealing Rosalee and Monroe, welcoming them in and ushering them into the living room. “I’ve got a nice bottle of wine breathing over here all by its lonesome.” Monroe commented.

“You have anything a little stronger?” Nick asked, sitting down.

Monroe looked a little surprised. “Uh, sure.” He said, glancing down the options he had. Meanwhile, Rosalee was pouring the wine into the glasses, as Lorelei sat down on the couch.

 “Smells good. It’ll be nice to have a home-cooked meal for a change.” Hank said as Rosalee handed him a glass.

“Then here’s to a home-cooked meal.” Monroe stated, filling a glass of whiskey for Nick.

Rosalee handed a glass of wine to Lorelei. “Here you go. A couple more months and you’ll be able to legally drink this.” She told Lorelei with a smile.

“That’s right. 21 this year.” Lorelei remarked. “I feel older than that.”

Rosalee and Hank joined Lorelei on the couch. “So, how’s things?” Rosalee asked tentatively.

Nick sighed. “Look, I don’t want anybody to feel…awkward about me and Juliette.”

“Yeah, no, why would we?” Monroe said in a tone that indicated there was some awkwardness.

“Not at all.” Rosalee added.

“I know she tried to blame…all of you.” Nick said, shooting a look at Lorelei. “If different ways.”

When Juliette had let it all out at the spice shop, despite Lorelei not being involved in the process to get Nick’s power back, it seemed she held some kind of resentment towards Lorelei as well. It did give some insight into her decision to try and sleep with Lorelei’s husband.

“We know that’s not her talking.” Rosalee assured him.

Nick shook his head. “No, it’s not.” He sighed. “I mean, I wish she was talking. She’s not answering her phone, she’s not showing up to work. She – I don’t even know where she is.”

“You know, when something like this happens, it takes time to figure it out.” Hank said.

“Yeah, well, I feel like I’m running out of time.” Nick said. “I’m afraid of what she might do out there. I mean, she’s already tried sleeping with her friend’s husband. My sister’s husband. If she’s capable of that, what else could she do?”

Lorelei kept silent. She had been asking herself the same question for the past couple of weeks. Rosalee spoke up. “There must be something we can do.”

“Like what?” Nick asked her. “Tell me, am I missing something? Cause I’m out there, every night, driving the streets trying to find her. Hoping that there’s some way that I can help her. Or talk some sense into her.”

“Dude, we totally get it.” Monroe said, glancing at the others.

Nick sighed. “I’m sorry.” He said, putting his glass down on the coffee table. “I can’t be here, pretending that she’s not out there somewhere.” He stood up. “I’m gonna have to take a rain check. I’m just…I’m really sorry.” And with that said, he left.

There a moment of silence before Monroe broke it. “Who’s hungry?”

Lorelei, Rosalee, and Hank just looked at him as he returned to his seat. “You know, just because this Henrietta, whom I’ve never met, says it’s irreversible doesn’t mean it is.” Rosalee said, sounding a little angry. She looked at Lorelei. “We need to talk to Sean. He’s still got the book that Adalind used, and there might be something in there that could help Juliette.”

Monroe sighed. “Then we’re gonna have to get that hat too.”

“We’re gonna go through that book, through every single spell, backwards and forwards, til we find something that works.” Rosalee said vehemently.

“You’re forgetting the main ingredient.” Hank told her.

Monroe looked at him. “What’s that?”

“Juliette.”

Lorelei sighed. “He’s right. I mean, what if we do find something that could help. It would probably involve Juliette needing to ingest something. And I get the feeling that, by the time we do. She’s not gonna be very cooperative.”

“She doesn’t want to be a hexenbiest. She came to us for help.” Rosalee told Lorelei.

“But we don’t know how far gone she is. Absolute power corrupts. And it’s already starting to get a foothold on Juliette.” Lorelei said, looking at her friend.

Rosalee looked at her in disbelief. “So, what, we give up?”

“No. But, if we find something, it may need to be forced on Juliette. For her own good.”

Rosalee sighed. “That’s why we need that book, and the hat. Can you call Sean please?”

***Sean’s POV***

“Are you alright?” Sean asked his wife as she stepped out of the downstairs bathroom. They had been having breakfast when she darted off, hand covering her mouth.

“Yeah.” She said, rejoining himself and Olivia at the table. “I don’t think that glass of wine agreed with me last night. I’ve been feeling off all night.”

Sean looked at her in concern. “Perhaps you should take it easy today. You’ve been feeling under the weather for the past couple of weeks.”

Lorelei shook her head. “I’m fine. Just a bit burnt out. And stressed. Besides, I need to finish this last assignment. The sooner I do that, the sooner I can take a break until the summer semester begins.”

Sean was concerned about Lorelei. Even after getting permission to complete her schooling at home, he felt she was still trying to do too much. Although the doctor had informed them Lorelei’s heart and lung function had returned to normal, she still had to take medication for high blood pressure. It may be something she would have to take for the rest of her life. Even though Olivia was no longer attending daycare, Angela was still acting as babysitter a few days a week so that Lorelei could solely focus on her work and studies. Despite the help, Lorelei had been exhausted. She was also determined to get back on track with her studies, as such, she was studying over the summer so that she would still be starting her final year in September. Sean completely supported Lorelei’s desire to finish her Masters and eventually, start her PhD, however he was starting to get worried that she was pushing herself too hard. It was getting to the point he wanted to suggest she reconsider her employment with the hospital. However, Sean knew how much she loved her job. For now, he was keeping it to himself but if she didn’t start to feel better soon, he would speak up.

After finishing breakfast, Sean said goodbye to his wife and daughter before heading off to work. He made a slight detour, stopping in at the spice shop to drop the book and hat off to Monroe and Rosalee. The couple greeted him as he entered the shop.

“Thanks for coming.” Monroe said, closing the door behind him.

“Yeah.” Sean said, carrying the box toward the front counter where Rosalee was standing.

“You brought them.” Rosalee commented, looking relieved.

Sean set the box on the counter. “I did.” He said, opening the box and pulling the items out. “I probably don’t need to warn you, but I’m going to anyway. Be very careful with these.”

“Right.” Rosalee said. “And we can’t close the book.”

“No.” He glanced between them. “Nick know you’re doing this.”

Monroe shook his head. “No. We don’t want to give him false hope.” Rosalee explained.

“Well, you realise there may not be any hope.”

“Yeah, well, we still got to try.” Monroe told him. “I mean, we’re all part of what happened to Juliette, so…”

Rosalee looked at Sean. “Have you talked to Juliette since…well, you know?”

Sean shook his head. “No. And honestly, I don’t really want to.”

Rosalee nodded understandingly. “Did she really accuse you of baby trapping Lorelei?”

“She did.”

Monroe sighed. “I still can’t believe she would do that to Nick and Lorelei.”

“She’s definitely not the same.” Sean commented.

“We know.” Rosalee said quietly.

“Well, be careful. You may do more harm than good.” Sean told them before leaving them to it.

When Sean returned home that evening, he found Angela still there, cooking dinner. “Hi Sean. Hope you’re hungry.”

Sean returned her smile. “Yeah, starving. Lorelei still working?”

Angela shook her head. “No. I sent to her to take a nap a few hours ago. She’s still sleeping. Poor thing is exhausted. I also fed Olivia and put her to bed.”

Sean sighed. “Thank you. Is Lorelei still feeling sick?”

Angela nodded. “She is, threw up at the smell of the raw chicken I was preparing for the casserole.”

“I should try and get her to see the doctor. She hasn’t been feeling well the past few weeks. But she keeps deflecting, insisting its stress and burnout.”

“I agree. She should see her doctor.” Angela said, giving Sean a pointed look.

“What?”

Angela shrugged as she moved to pull the casserole out of the oven. “I could be wrong, but based on what Lorelei has told me over the past few weeks, is it possible that she’s pregnant again?”

Sean stared at her in surprise. “Is that possible? Getting pregnant so soon after her last pregnancy?”

Angela chuckled. “Oh yes. Most definitely.” Sean remembered what Juliette had said that night, he’d thought she was speaking generally but was it possible that she had sensed something? Angela patted Sean on the shoulder. “How about I pick up a couple of tests on my way over tomorrow? No pressure to use them, just so you have them on hand if Lorelei wants to check.”

Lorelei still hadn’t woken up by the time Angela left. Sean headed upstairs to check on his wife. He stopped into Olivia’s bedroom to look in on her. Molly and Daisy were curled up on the floor near the crib, where they had taken to sleeping most nights since they had moved in. Sean stood beside the crib, looking down at his daughter, sleeping peacefully. Would she become a big sister soon? As he watched his daughter, he thought about Diana, who was only a little older than her younger sister. Whereas Olivia took after Lorelei, Sean wondered who Diana looked like. He or Adalind?

As Sean moved towards the bedroom he shared with his wife, he found Lorelei sitting up in bed, rubbing her eyes. “Look who’s awake.” Sean commented, coming to sit on the bed beside her.

“What time is it?”

“Just past eight.”

Lorelei groaned. “I didn’t mean to sleep so long.”

“You must have needed it.” Sean told her, as he thought back to what Angela said. Could Lorelei be pregnant? “Are you hungry? Angela made a casserole.”

Lorelei shook her head. “No, I’m not hungry. I’m still feeling a little…blah.”

Sean nodded, wondering how to bring it up with Lorelei. “Angela mentioned you were feeling unwell. You haven’t been feeling yourself for a while.”

Lorelei shrugged. “I think I’m just burnt out.”

“Angela had a suggestion for why you haven’t been well.”

Lorelei looked at him curiously. “What is it?”

“She thinks you could be pregnant.”

Lorelei stared at him for a moment. “Pregnant? Uh…I don’t…No…um…” She stammered before pausing to think about it. “I mean, I suppose it’s possible.”

“Angela said she’d pick up some tests tomorrow. If you want to check before seeing a doctor.”

“I suppose I might as well.” Lorelei said slowly. She looked at Sean. “How would feel if I was?”

Sean smiled, taking her hand in his. “I would be happy. Concerned, in light of your last pregnancy and the complications associated with it. And considering everything going on at the moment. But I will be happy. How would you feel?”

Lorelei returned the smile. “I would be happy as well. I do want more children, although I was hoping not for another year. After I finish my degree. But, if I am pregnant, we’ll figure it out.”

***Lorelei’s POV***

Lorelei couldn’t wait for Angela to arrive the next day. She’d checked with her friend to make sure she was bringing the pregnancy tests, and Angela had confirmed she would. Lorelei had been nauseous since she woke up, even throwing up a couple of times, however she wasn’t sure if it was pregnancy or nerves. Sean had delayed leaving for work, getting Olivia fed and dressed for the day while Lorelei hugged the porcelain throne. Although Lorelei wanted more children and was happy with the idea of being pregnant, she couldn’t help but feel the timing was off. There was so much going on at the moment. Between the everyday life stuff to Juliette and Sean’s bleeding and nightmares, how was she going to raise two kids under two without making some big changes. She wasn’t going to give up on getting her degree, but her job may no longer be an option.

Angela finally arrived and sent Sean upstairs with the pregnancy tests. After reading through the instructions, Lorelei took one of the tests. She and Sean sat on the bed, waiting for the timer to go off. It was the longest five minutes of her life. Eventually, the alarm went off and Lorelei got up to check the results. Test in one hand, instructions in the other, Lorelei compared the two. Her heart skipped a beat as she read the results. “What does it say?”

Lorelei couldn’t stop the smile that broke across her face as she looked up at him. “It’s positive. I’m pregnant.”

The smile on Sean’s face mirrored her own and he swept her into his arms, holding her close. “We’re having another baby.”

Although Lorelei and Sean had their concerns about her falling pregnant so soon after Olivia’s birth, they were very happy about the news. Lorelei had sent Sean off to work, promising that she would make an appointment with Dr Brody to confirm the home pregnancy test. Angela was delighted to hear she would soon have another adopted grandchild. Before Lorelei sat down in the home office to begin her day, she called Dr Brody’s office to make an appointment. Lorelei was booked in for an appointment next week, although in the meantime, Dr Brody had arranged for Lorelei to get a blood test done and urine sample collected prior to the appointment.

Despite any reservations that Lorelei had, she couldn’t deny that she was happy to be expecting a second child with her husband.

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***Lorelei’s POV***

In the days following leading up to her appointment with Dr Brody, Lorelei found her morning sickness was really starting to settle in. she certainly felt like it was worse than when she was pregnant with Olivia. As were the other symptoms, the breast tenderness, the fatigue, the need to pee, the heartburn, indigestion, and bloating. She supposed every pregnancy was different, and her second was a prime example of that. On the day of her appointment, she left Olivia with Angela and headed to the hospital.

“Lorelei, its good to see you again. How are you feeling?” Dr Brody asked as she stepped into the office.

“Well, the start of this pregnancy is certainly different than the other. I swear my symptoms are more…intense than last time.”

Dr Brody nodded. “Every pregnancy is different.” She agreed. “And I can confirm, that based on the blood test you are in fact pregnant. But I am sure you knew that.”

“Oh yeah.”

The appointment progressed, with Dr Brody continuing to ask questions, including when Lorelei’s last period was. Dr Brody then did an ultrasound to better determine how far along she was. “Hmm.” Dr Brody said, as she was looking at the screen.

“What?” Lorelei asked, looking at the doctor in concern.

Dr Brody glanced at her a smile on her face before she turned back to the screen. “Do you see this here? That’s your baby. And do you see this here.” She pointed to another spot on the screen. “That is another baby.”

Lorelei’s eyebrows shot up. “Two babies? Twins? Are you sure?”

Dr Brody nodded. “I am. And I believe they are identical as they seem to share a placenta. As they grow, I’ll be able to get a better idea. They do have different amniotic sacs though, which is good.”

“Is sharing the same placenta not good?” Lorelei asked slowly, still staring at the little blobs on the screen.

Dr Brody looked back at her. “Twin pregnancies are considered higher risk, and considering the twins may be monochorionic/diamniotic, or mono/di, that can come with additional risks. Most pregnancies with mono/di twins are uncomplicated, however considering your history, we need to keep a very close eye on you and the babies.”

Lorelei groaned, letting her head drop back on the pillow. “Oh man. Damn my stupid body.”

Dr Brody laughed, as she continued with the scan. She determined that Lorelei was around 7 weeks pregnant and put the estimated due date sometime in early January. However, as she was carrying twins, there was a higher chance of another premature birth. The appointment ended and Dr Brody sent Lorelei away with a lot of information, scripts for prenatal vitamins, a copy of the ultrasound picture, and another appointment scheduled for four weeks’ time.

Lorelei sat in her car, staring blankly ahead as the news sunk in. Three kids under two. Fuck.

“Shouldn’t she be in bed?” Sean asked as he arrived home that evening.

Lorelei was in their bedroom watching tv. Olivia was sprawled out beside her. Lorelei glanced at their daughter. “She just won’t go down. Every time I tried putting her in her crib she would fuss and cry. Apparently, she’s been the same for her naps, according to Angela. I think it might be that sleep regression I read about.”

Sean nodded before giving them a hello kiss. “How did your appointment go?”

“Yeah, good. Dr Brody confirmed the home pregnancy test. I’m about 7 weeks, due in early January.” She told him as he started to get changed for bed. Lorelei reached over to the bedside table to grab the ultrasound picture. “She did an ultrasound.” Lorelei informed him.

Sean came to sit down beside her, taking the picture from her. His expression softening and a smile lit up his face as he looked at the picture. “That’s our baby.”

Lorelei bit her lip and leaned forward, pointing to one of the blobs in the picture. “Yep. That’s our baby.” She confirmed before pointing to the other blob. “And that’s our baby as well.”

Sean quickly looked up at her, his eyes wide. “Two babies?”

Lorelei nodded. “Yep. We are expecting twins.”

Sean appeared speechless, glancing between Lorelei’s face, belly, and the picture in his hand. “Wow.” He got out.

Lorelei couldn’t help but laugh a little at his reaction. “Yeah. Dr Brody believes they are monochorionic/diamniotic or mono/di for short, meaning they have separate amniotic sacs but share the placenta. She’ll have a better idea at my next scan though.”

“Does the mean they are identical or…is it fraternal?”

“They would be considered identical.”

Sean nodded slowly, returning his gaze to Lorelei. “Did Dr Brody have anything to say about you conceiving so soon after Olivia? How is your health?”

“Dr Brody seems pretty happy with my health at the moment. Although she did note that considering my history, and the fact I am pregnant with twins sharing the same placenta, they will be keeping a close eye on me.” Lorelei admitted before sighing.

Sean pulled her into his. “What is it?”

“I’ve just been thinking. It’s been a struggle trying to do school and work with one baby. We’re going to have three soon. I might need to rethink my job, because I am not stopping my Masters until I finish it. And I am so close. After the summer semester, I’ll be in my fourth year and almost finished.”

“You’re going to leave your job?”

Lorelei nodded. “It’s for the best. And I think I should do it soon.”

“I’m sorry, I know how much you love your job.”

Lorelei laughed. “You have nothing to apologise for. It takes two to tango. Besides, I was planning on taking a break for work after finishing college. We were planning on having another then anyway. I’m just, moving the plans forward.”

A couple of days later, Lorelei had managed to finish her final assignments for the year and rewarded herself with a trip to the spice shop to check in on Monroe and Rosalee. Not long after she had arrived, so did Nick and Hank, with an update on Juliette.

“If Juliette is going to bars and then beating people up and going to jail…” Monroe trailed off.

Rosalee looked at Nick. “Are you gonna leave her there?”

Nick paused in his pacing. “If I get her out, she could kill somebody.” He answered.

“Did she say anything along the lines of, like, an apology. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to beat up folks I’d never met before”?” Monroe asked as Nick resumed his pacing.

“No. She said she’s having fun.”

Lorelei sighed. This was not good. It seemed as if Juliette was getting worse. She was relishing her criminal acts. What would she do next? From the looks on the others faces, they had similar thoughts, with Rosalee voicing it. “Nick, this is not looking good.”

“You guys haven’t found anything that can stop this?” Hank asked Monroe and Rosalee.

“This is a unique, like, once in a lifetime, doesn’t ever seem to have happened before, kind of event...conundrum.” Monroe replied.

“We haven’t found anything that works, and we’ve looked through everything.” Rosalee explained.

“We’re not giving up. It’s just…I mean, we have no idea where to go from here.” Monroe admitted to Nick.

Rosalee looked at Nick. “Except Adalind.” Nick stared at her. “She might be the only one who knows something about this.”

Nick shook his head. “No. If I see her again –.”

“I really doubt she’d do anything to help Juliette anyway.” Rosalee noted, before looking around at the others. “Juliette is paying the price for us taking Adalind’s child.”

That certainly seemed to be the case. Lorelei sighed. “Be that as it may, I get the impression that Adalind has a strong sense of self-preservation. Undoing Adalind’s spell is the reason Juliette became a hexenbiest. She blames her just as much. She wants Adalind dead. Maybe we can play on that, to get Adalind to help us.”

Nick shook his head. “No. I don’t want Adalind involved in this. If I see her again, I will kill her myself.”

“Oh, I think she’s finally asleep.” Lorelei told Sean. It was later that evening, or closer to the early hours of the next day. The couple were ready for bed; however, Olivia was being difficult. It had been a fight to get her down around her normal bedtime; she had woken up a couple of hours later and she had finally fallen back to sleep. “I’m gonna go see if I can get her in her crib.”

“Alright.” Sean said as he finished buttoning up his pyjama shirt.

Lorelei left their room and headed to Olivia’s room. She started to gently lower her daughter into her crib. Please don’t wake up. Lorelei silently prayed. She managed to lay Olivia down and covered her with the blanket when Olivia started stirring again. “Shhh, you’re ok.” Lorelei cooed quietly, patting her gently on the back. “You’re ok. Shhh.”

It took another five minutes before Lorelei felt confident Olivia would stay down, at least for a couple of hours. Hopefully. Lorelei returned to the bedroom, only to find it empty. “Sean?” She called out softly. No answer. Lorelei checked the bathroom and walk in robe. Nothing. The spare bedrooms, guest bathroom, downstairs. He wasn’t anywhere in the house, and his car and belongings were still there. Where the hell was he? There didn’t appear to be any sign of a struggle. Lorelei spent the next couple of hours pacing around, trying to decide if she should call 911 or if she should pack Olivia up in the car and go out looking for Sean.

Just as Lorelei decided to go out and look for Sean, the doorbell rang. After checking the security camera at the door, Lorelei rushed to it, opening it quickly. “Where have you been? I’ve been worried sick.”

Sean stepped inside and Lorelei closed the door behind him, taking in his appearance. He was still dressed in his pyjamas, barefoot, and wet. “I don’t know what happened.” He told her, as Lorelei escorted him upstairs. “One minute I was in our bedroom, the next I wasn’t. I don’t remember anything.”

This really wasn’t good. Now he was blacking out. “Was there any chest pain or bleeding?”

Sean nodded as they arrived in their bedroom. “I did experience chest pain, but there didn’t seem to be any bleeding. The pain was intense, it almost knocked me over.” Sean explained, as he allowed Lorelei to help him remove his wet clothes before steering him into the bathroom. “I reached for a glass of water, then I found myself in a park close to the city, my hands in a fountain.”

Lorelei turned on the shower. “I came back from putting Olivia to bed and you were gone. I looked all over the house. I didn’t know what to do. I was just about to get Olivia and drive around looking for you.” She gently pushed him under the spray of the shower. “This is getting worse, have you had any blackouts before?”

Sean shook his head, as he quickly cleaned himself off. “No.”

Lorelei sighed. “You need to talk to someone. Henrietta?”

“I’ll try my mother one more time, and if I can’t reach her. I will go and see Henrietta.”

***Sean’s POV***

Sean couldn’t remember what had occurred the night before, during his blackout, however he didn’t believe it was anything good. On the way to work, he tried contacting his mother once again without any luck. If he didn’t hear back from her within 48 hours, then he would approach Henrietta, as a last resort. Upon arriving at the precinct, he asked Franco to get him a copy of the previous evening’s crime report. Sean stood at the window, looking outside at the miserable weather.

“Captain, Captain.”

Sean turned around to face Franco. “Yeah”

“Got last night’s crime report you asked for.” Franco advised him. “Busy night. GTAs, domestic, D and Ds, urinating in public…”

“Any assaults?” Sean asked, interrupting him.

“Yeah. Plenty of those.”

“Aggravated?”

Franco looked down at the report. “Ah, there were… two in ours and one in the Southeast.” He replied, handing the report over to Sean. “Something specific you’re looking for?”

“I might have seen something.” Sean told him, looking over the details on the report. One jumped out at him. “Yeah, I was near this one.” Sean said, showing Franco. “Check with the victim, see if there’s any suspect description.”

“Yeah, will do.” Franco said, taking the report back and heading out of the office.

Sean felt a pit in his stomach. Just because he was in the area, doesn’t mean he did it. But he just had a feeling that whatever had occurred last night, while blacked out, had not been good.

Franco returned a short while later. “Got the details on that assault.” Sean looked up at him. “Victim’s name was James Waddell. He was attacked at 2:45am right next to the Skidmore Fountain…” That was where Sean had found himself last night or early this morning. “…on his way home from a late shift at Olympia Provisions. No witnesses, he was semiconscious at the scene but couldn’t provide a description of his attacker.” Franco concluded, handing the report to Sean. “He’s at St Joe’s. You want me to check on him?”

“No. Thanks. That’s all.” Sean said, dismissing him. Franco left and Sean looked down at the report, straining his memory, trying to remember what had happened. Had he done this? If so, why? What was happening to him?

A couple of hours later, Sean received an unexpected visitor to his office. Someone he was surprised had the guts to walk into the precinct, considering who worked here. She closed the door behind her and looked at him. “I have to talk to Nick.” Adalind told him.

Sean looked back down at the report he was looking at. “In my humble opinion, you should get the hell out of here before Nick sees you.” Sean told her.

Adalind sighed, clutching the strap of her purse as she stepped closer to Sean’s desk. “I have something to tell him.”

Sean smirked. “And what makes you think Nick is anything that you might have to say…” Sean trailed off as Adalind opened her jacket, revealing her swollen stomach. “That is not mine.”

Adalind rolled her eyes as she closed her jacket. “Of course it’s not yours.” She said, dropping her purse onto one of the chairs in front of his desk. “Don’t you think I know who I’ve slept with?”

Sean sat back in chest. “Yeah, well, who haven’t you slept with?”

“Your wife.” Adalind snarked back and Sean glared at her. “Look, I know who the father is. It happened when he thought he was sleeping with Juliette.”

Sean stared at her. No way. There could be no way. “What?”

“The child is Nick’s.” Adalind told him. “I haven’t been with anybody else. So, where the hell is he?”

Things had well and truly gotten more complicated.

Sean headed to the interview room and asked Nick to join him in his office. The detective followed him, clearly curious about what Sean wanted. He asked about Lorelei and Olivia, but Sean assured him they were fine. He and Lorelei were holding off telling anyone else about the twins until Lorelei reached twelve weeks. Nick did not look happy when he saw Adalind standing in Sean’s office. “What the hell is she doing here?” Nick asked him.

“Ask her.”

“I’m not asking her anything.” Nick said angrily. “I’m done with her. She ruined Juliette’s life.”

“I didn’t know that would happen. Wait, Nick.” Adalind said, as Nick went to leave.

“What?” Nick said, pausing at the door, as he turned to face Adalind who had stepped forward and pulled her jacket open showing off her pregnant belly. Nick scoffed and turned to look at Sean in disbelief. “Seriously, again.”

Sean shook his head. “That’s not mine.” He said quickly. The last thing he needed was for his brother-in-law to believe he had cheated on his sister again. Especially after Juliette’s attempt to bed him.

Nick looked back at Adalind, confused. “It’s yours.” Adalind told him.

“Are you crazy?” Nick asked her, a smile of disbelief on his face. “That’s impossible.”

“Impossible?” Adalind scoffed. “Don’t I wish.” She closed her eyes for a moment before opening them again. “Remember that wild afternoon with “Juliette” before Monroe and Rosalee’s wedding.” She reminded him. Nick was silent. “This is not something that I wanted either. But I’m pregnant Nick.”

Sean tried to break the awkward silence. “Look, I had no idea, believe me, and… Doesn’t look like she’s making it up, either.”

“I’ve already had one child taken from me. I’m not losing another.” She looked at Sean. “Even he wouldn’t protect his child last time.”

Sean sighed. “I did what I thought was best for Diana.”

Adalind scoffed. “Yeah, well, it’s a room full of heroes.” She looked back at Nick. “Well, now I need one. I need you, Nick.”

“What do you want from me?” Nick asked her.

“I need you to protect me from Juliette.” Adalind admitted. “Cause nobody else will.”

“Why the hell would I do that?”

“I’m not expecting you to do this for me. I was hoping you would do it for your child.” Adalind said, her hand coming to rest on her belly. “But, if not for that. Maybe you’ll do it for Juliette.”

Nick looked at her in disbelief. “For Juliette? Are you kidding me?”

“I know a way to help her.”

“I don’t believe anything you say.”

“Do you think I would risk coming here if I didn’t have anything?” Adalind asked. She sighed. “Look, I’m not making any promises, and you have to understand that there’s no way to cure her completely.”

“Well then, what’s point of this?”

“Because there is a way to suppress the hexenbiest in her.”

“But she’ll still be one, so what good’s the suppressing it do?”

“Well, a lot, if it works.” Adalind answered.

“If it works?” Nick scoffed as he looked over at Sean. “Yeah. I’ve heard that before. What kind of side effects this time?”

Adalind took a step closer. “This isn’t about changing her. This is so that she can live a normal…if that’s what you want…life.”

Sean finally spoke up. “We’ve been through the book that you used. There’s nothing about what you’re saying.” Sean said, moving to stand beside his desk, as Adalind moved to the front of it.

“It’s not in the book, specifically. My mother’s aunt told me about this when my mother was going through a very tough time.” Adalind told him. “She didn’t end up doing it. But there is a way. It’s not easy, and there is one ingredient that’s almost impossible to get.”

Sean crossed his arms. “What is it?”

“A dead hexenbiest.”

Nick looked at Adalind. “That shouldn’t be too hard to get.” He commented.

Adalind rolled her eyes. “Not me. It can’t be fresh. Besides, if anything happens to me, you’ll be stuck with Juliette the way she is forever. Now, if you’re good with that, then fine, but it just so happens that I know where a dead hexenbiest is buried. That would be, my mother.” Adalind was silent for moment, a brief look of pain crossing her face. “Your mother killed her. Remember. And you slept with her” Adalind said, looking at Sean.

“Right. Well, as long as we’re digging up the past, we may as well dig up your mother.” Sean commented. “What else do you need?”

“Rosalee’s help.” Adalind said, before looking back at Nick. “And I need you to convince her. Because I can’t do that alone.”

***Lorelei’s POV***

Despite morning sickness hitting her hard in the morning, Lorelei felt better in the afternoon and headed over to the spice shop to see if could help Rosalee in anyway. No doubt, her friend was probably pouring through that book trying to find something that could help Juliette. Lorelei was also hoping to get a look at it, to see if it could offer answers for what was happening to Sean. He had insisted there was nothing in the book, but maybe a fresh set of eyes might make a difference.

“Hey.” Lorelei said, pushing a sleeping Olivia and her stroller into the side room of the shop.

“Hey.” Rosalee replied, she was sitting at the table in the side room, surrounded by books, looking defeated.

Lorelei parked the stroller beside the bed near the window, put the brake on and came to stand beside her friend. “No luck.”

Rosalee shook her head. “No. I don’t know what else to do.” She said, as the bell over the front door rung out again. “Hey Nick.” Rosalee greeted Lorelei’s brother.

“Hey Rosalee, Lorelei.”

“Oh my god.” Rosalee said upon seeing he person entering behind him.

“What the hell?” Lorelei asked.

Nick glanced at Adalind before returning his gaze to the other two people. “That won’t be the last.” Nick commented.

“I thought you never want to…Oh my god.” Rosalee said and Lorelei’s jaw dropped as Adalind opened her jacket, revealing the baby bump. “Again?”

“Nice to see you too ladies.” Adalind said, closing her jacket.

“Who’s the sperm doner this time?” Rosalee asked her.

“It happened when she was Juliette.

“What!” Lorelei said, fighting the urge to walk over there and bitch slap the hell out of Adalind. “Bitch, you raped my brother and now he’s stuck to you for the rest of his life through a child.”

Adalind looked down, at least looking a little ashamed. Rosalee sat down. “I – I – I might explode.” She commented. “Does Juliette know?”

“Yes.” Nick said. Oh god. Fuck, this was going to make things so much worse. 

Rosalee looked at Adalind. “Well, you have a surprise coming.”

“She’s a hexenbiest. I know. Look, I’m well aware of your help in kidnapping Diana, so nobody’s perfect.” Adalind told Rosalee.

“I had nothing to do with it.” Lorelei deadpanned.

Adalind looked at her. “I know. You’re probably the only innocent party in all this. Well, you and Olivia.” She said, glancing at Olivia’s sleeping figure, her expression softening for a moment.

“Look, if Adalind knows how to help Juliette, then we have to help her do it. Well, at least I have to help her do it. Or you may just never want to see me again…”

“Nick…”

Adalind spotted the book Rosalee had opened in front of her. “That’s my mother’s book.” She said, walking closer to the table. “Do you have the hat?”

“Yes.” Rosalee said, standing up, looking at Adalind warily.

“All right then. All it needs is my mother.”

“I thought your mother was dead.” Rosalee commented, glancing between Nick and Adalind.

“Well, she couldn’t help if she was alive.” Adalind said, with a mix of feigned innocence and something else.

Nick looked at Lorelei and Rosalee. “Can you do this?”

Lorelei looked at Rosalee, who sighed, running her hands over her face. “If there is even the slightest chance it will help Juliette…Yes. Because I have nothing.” Rosalee admitted as Nick’s phone began to ring. He left not long after that, leaving the women to work together on the potion for Juliette.

Chapter Text

It was getting late, and Lorelei knew she should be heading home but she was a bit cautious about leaving Rosalee alone with Adalind. Pregnant or not, Adalind was still a hexenbiest with a bone to pick with the people responsible for kidnapping her daughter. Thankfully, Olivia had seemed content to sit in her stroller and watch them work. The older she got, the less she liked being stuck in one place for long. However, the spice shop wasn’t a good place to let her roam around free.  There wasn’t much conversation going on, they were working in relative silence. Olivia having drifted off to sleep on her own, for which Lorelei was grateful. The past week or so, it had been difficult to get the almost nine-month-old to have any sort of sleep.

“You don’t trust me.” Adalind said, Lorelei looked up to see her looking at Rosalee who was working opposite her.

“Why should I?” Rosalee retorted.

“Because I’m just trying to protect myself and my baby from being killed by Juliette.” Adalind replied. “You’ve seen what she is now.”

“I have.”

Adalind looked between Rosalee and Lorelei. “You think I planned all of this?”

“I don’t.” Rosalee told her before changing the subject. “Now, how is the suppressant supposed to work?”

“I don’t know how it works; I just know that it should.”

Lorelei looked at her, so there was no guarantee that this potion would work. Rosalee seemed to be thinking the same thing. “I wish it was a little more sure, than should.” She said angrily.

“It’s not like I do this kind of stuff every day.” Adalind fired back. “You know I was a perfectly happy lawyer, just minding my own business before Nick’s aunt came to town.”

“I really doubt his aunt is responsible for everything you’ve done.” Rosalee scoffed.

“That’s not what I’m saying.” Adalind said before sighing and looking down. “What’s the point? You all hate me anyway.” Lorelei didn’t say anything. It’s not that she hated Adalind, even after what she did to her brother. She just, thought she was a horrible person. Who she was going to have play nice with if she wanted to relationship with her nephew. “You know, I did side with the Resistance and came here with Nick’s mom and Diana. And I trusted you, Rosalee. Remember, when I was staying at your house. I thought that you were trying to help me.”  Out of the corner of her eye, Lorelei saw guilt on Rosalee’s face.

“I don’t feel good about what we did.” Rosalee admitted. “But it was necessary to protect your child.”

“I guess where all the villains in somebody’s story.” Lorelei commented as she finished grinding up what she had to.

Adalind looked at her, a small smile on her face. “I find it hard to believe that you are the villain in anybody’s story Lorelei. You are the best person I know, and coming from me, that is saying a lot.”

Rosalee smiled as well. “I agree with you on that. Now, what’s left?” Rosalee asked, adding the ingredient she was grinding in the mixing bowl.

“Just my mother.”

“Ok.” Rosalee said, as Lorelei walked over to place the ingredient she was grinding into the bowl. “When do we get her?”

“We dig her up tomorrow.”

Before Rosalee or Lorelei could say anything, the front door opened. The guys entered looking sombre, carrying a bunch of books and what looked like weapons. “What’s all that?” Rosalee asked, as the three women joined them in the front room.

“Stuff from the trailer.” Monroe said.

“The stuff that wasn’t destroyed.” Hank added.

“Yeah, we’re lucky there’s anything left.” Wu told them.

“What? What happened?” Lorelei asked.

Nick looked at her. “Juliette.”

“She torched it.” Wu added.

No. Not the trailer. That was centuries of history and knowledge, passed down through their family. Lorelei had been looking forward to the day she would show the items in the trailer to her daughters. And now, it was gone.

“Oh my god.” Rosalee said, looking shocked.

“We’re moving everything that survived into the basement.” Monroe advised them, bringing another load in.

Adalind’s eyes were wide. “She did that to the trailer, what’s she gonna do to me?”

Hank looked at her. “You mean, besides kill you?”

Adalind sighed as Rosalee looked around at the group. “Does anybody know where Juliette is?”

Nick walked back into the shop. “No.” He said, putting the books he was carrying down before looking at Adalind. “And we need to get you someplace safe. You can’t stay here tonight.” He addressed the rest of the group. “And I can’t take her to my house, that’s the first place Juliette will look.”

“She’d probably check mine and Sean’s next. Plus, I am not sure Sean would want Adalind at our place.” Lorelei said, giving Adalind an apologetic look.

“Well, my place would be the second.” Hank said.

“There’s no way she’s staying at our place.” Monroe added, glancing at Rosalee. He shrugged. “Sorry, I mean, same problem.”

They looked at Wu. “Ah, after eating one of Adalind’s cookies and devouring half my carpet, I’m not all that keen but whatever you guys need.” Wu said.

Rosalee glanced around at them. “Where’s the last place Juliette would look?”

A thought came to Lorelei’s mind. “Bud and Phoebe’s. Phoebe and the kids are away for the next week or so.” Lorelei suggested.

Nick nodded. “That might be our best bet.” He admitted.

Adalind looked a little sceptical, as Nick pulled out his phone and stepped away to call Bud.

Less than 30 minutes later, Nick, Adalind, Hank, Lorelei, and Olivia arrived at Bud and Phoebe’s house. They made their way towards the front door and Nick knocked.

“I got the blinds down, curtains drawn, backdoor double locked.” Bud said, as they entered before closing the door behind them.

Nick looked at Bud. “Bud, this is Adalind Schade.” Nick said, introducing Adalind and Bud, as Hank went to go check the house.

Bud stepped forward and shook Adalind’s hand. “Adalind, very nice to meet you. Any friend of Nick’s is a friend of mine.”

“Now listen. This is very important.” Nick said, turning to Bud. “Nobody can know that she is here.”

“Gotcha.” Bud said, nodding seriously.

“Not even your wife.” Hank said, returning to the living room.

“Of course not.” Bud agreed.

“When does she get back?” Hank asked him.

“A week from Thursday.” Bud replied. “She and the kids are visiting her sister Louise in Ann Arbor, so, we’re good.” It was then that Bud seemed to notice that Adalind was heavily pregnant. And Bud, being Bud, pointed that out. “And you’re, very pregnant. W-which is ok, ‘cause, you know, I’ve been there done that.” He thought about what he had just said. “Not that I’ve been pregnant but –well…that was a stupid thing to say.” He turned to Nick. “So, what do you need me to do here?”

“Just keep her inside.” Nick answered. “Don’t answer the phone or the door.”

“Copy that.” Bud said, as Adalind nodded understandingly. “Is, uh, her husband, or you know, significant other in trouble too? ‘Cause, I have enough room. The fridge is stocked.” He looked back at Adalind. “Does he like pie?”

Adalind looked at Nick. “Do you like pie?” She asked him pointedly.

Bud looked confused. “Nick?” Bud laughed, patting Nick on the chest. “Oh, he loves pies. We’re always bringing pies to him and Ju –.” Bud trailed off as he looked between Nick and Adalind. “H-hold on a second.  I think you misunderstood me.”

“She knows what you meant.” Nick told him.

Bud looked between the expectant parents again. “But h-h-how—what do you mean?”

“Juliette’s gone Bud.”

Bud looked sad, along with confused. “Whoa. I can’t believe that.”

“It’s complicated.” Nick told him sadly.

Bud glanced back at Adalind. “Oh.” He said. “I can see that.”

“Right now, you just need to make sure that she’s safe.”

Bud nodded. “Yeah. Sure. Right. Whatever you need.” Bud told him.

“And if Juliette tries to contact you, don’t tell her anything.”

“She wants Adalind dead.” Hank added.

Bud looked at Hank in surprise, before his head swivelled to Nick and Adalind again. “Well, yeah. Ok. Ok. I mean, you know, these things happen.”

Nick patted Bud on the shoulder. “Thanks Bud.” Before he and Hank headed towards the door and left.

Lorelei also patted Bud on the shoulder. “Don’t worry Bud. I’ll fill you in. Are you right if Liv and I stay here tonight as well?”

“Yeah, of course. Uh, do you have the porta cot?”

Lorelei nodded. “If you don’t mind keeping an eye on Olivia, I will go and get it from the car.”

Lorelei returned to the house with the porta cot and the bags she kept in the car of spare clothes for herself and Olivia. Bud directed her to one of the kids’ rooms, letting her know that they could stay in there. Once the porta cot was set up, Lorelei placed a sleeping Olivia in it. It seems all the stimulation from the afternoon had tired her out and she went to sleep with no problems.

Lorelei returned to the kitchen, where Bud was heating up some food for the three of them. Adalind was awkwardly sitting at the kitchen table as Bud tried to make conversation. “How does Sean feel about you and Liv staying here tonight?” Adalind asked as Lorelei joined her at the table.

“Ah, he wasn’t too keen on it, but he understood why I felt the need too.” Was Lorelei’s reply. Part of her reason was because she didn’t trust Adalind, the other was because she knew that Adalind trusted her and would feel more comfortable not being alone with a strange man. “I didn’t tell him where we were staying, just that I was with you.”

Adalind nodded understandingly, as Bud started dishing up the food. There wasn’t much conversation. They ate their food before heading off to bed.

“Ma ma ma. Mama.”

Lorelei sat up, feeling disorientated. It took her a moment to remember where she was. Right. Bud and Phoebe’s. Helping to protect Adalind and her unborn nephew. She glanced over at the porta cot, seeing Olivia’s tiny head peering out over the top. Lorelei smiled lovingly at her as she got up. “Good morning sweetheart.” Lorelei cooed approaching her daughter, who seemed to have figured out how to stand overnight. At least, stand while holding onto something.

“Mama.” Lorelei gasped in surprise. Although Olivia was pretty vocal, Lorelei had read it would be a while before she started talking. But did she really hear her say Mama? Lorelei picked her up, putting Olivia on her hip.

“That’s right. I’m Mama. Daddy is going to be jealous that your first word is Mama.” Lorelei cooed, returning to the bed so that she could give Olivia her morning feed. Eventually, she was going to have to complete wean Olivia off the breast, but for now, she would continue. She relished the privilege of being able to bond with her baby this way.

When Olivia was finished, Lorelei headed out to the kitchen with her. She found Bud in the kitchen, getting ready for work. Adalind was still asleep. After discussing what was happening today, Bud handed over the spare key and told Lorelei to make themselves at home before he left for work. Checking the time, Lorelei decided to have a quick shower. She placed Olivia in the porta cot with some toys, hoping they would keep her content long enough. Lorelei was just getting out of the shower when she heard Olivia start to cry. Unfortunately, at the same time, Lorelei felt a wave of nausea hit her and she made it to the toilet just in time. Once she was done, she heard a knock on the door. “Lorelei, are you alright?” Came Adalind’s voice from the other side.

Wiping her mouth, Lorelei replied. “Uh, yeah. Sorry if Livy woke you.”

“It’s fine. I was awake anyway. I can keep an eye on her, if you want, while you finishing getting dressed.”

“That’d be great. Thanks.”

“No worries.”

Grabbing one of the spare toothbrushes, Lorelei quickly brushed her teeth before drying herself off and slipping into the spare clothes she had. When she returned to the bedroom, she found Adalind entertaining Olivia on the bed. “Thanks for that. Showers all yours if you want it.”

Once they had eaten breakfast, it was time to set off for the cemetery.  The car ride was a little awkward. Lorelei was pissed at the woman for what she had done, not only to her brother, but Hank and Juliette as well. Not to mention the cascading effect it had on their group. However, she could empathise with her as a mother. Lorelei couldn’t imagine what it would like to have your child stolen away from you. And she knew that she would do whatever it took to get her children back. But she did find herself wondering if there wasn’t another way to strip Nick of his powers without the assault.

Following Adalind’s directions, Lorelei parked as close to the gravesite as possible. Looking out, Lorelei could see that Monroe and Rosalee, and Sean were already there. Beside her, Adalind sighed. “Let’s get this over with.” She said, unbuckling her seat belt.

Lorelei followed suit, as Sean approached her, greeting her with a quick kiss before he moved to get Olivia out of her car seat. The odd group headed towards where Adalind’s mother was buried. They stood in silence as Catherine Schade’s casket was removed from its final resting place. To be cut up and used in a potion. It was pretty morbid. But clearly, Adalind’s sense of self-preservation outweighed any notion she had of leaving the dead at peace. Still, Lorelei couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for Adalind. Clearly, Sean did as well, as he asked Adalind if she needed a minute to…who knows…make peace with her mother. Rosalee looked past Monroe and Lorelei towards Sean. “You knew her?” She asked him.

“I did.” Sean replied.

Lorelei leant closer to Monroe and Rosalee. “He slept with both of them.” Lorelei whispered.

Monroe and Rosalee looked at Sean in surprise. “Dude. Really?” Monroe said.

 Meanwhile, Sean was giving Lorelei a similarly surprised look. “How do you know?” Lorelei nodded toward Adalind and Sean rolled his eyes.

Lorelei turned her attention back to Adalind, who had started speaking to her mother’s casket. Lorelei wasn’t sure about the others, but she could hear every word of Adalind’s one-sided conversation.

“Hi Mom. It’s me. I know we never had a chance to say goodbye…after you kicked me out. So…goodbye. And there are probably a few things you should know. I had a baby…with Sean. Can’t imagine what you’d think of that…I named her Diana. But that didn’t work out so well…because she was stolen, by the Grimm and his friends including Sean. And the Grimm’s mother who, by the way, killed you which, I guess, you do know. Anyway, uh, now…I’m gonna have another baby. You’ll never guess who the father of that one is. It’s Nick. The Grimm…So the only reason you’re not rolling over in your grave is…because you’re here. You weren’t the greatest mother. And I’m sure I wasn’t the greatest daughter…But I loved you. And now, I need you. You are gonna help me stop Juliette from killing me and my baby. And then I’m gonna get Diana back…and then I’m gonna raise both my children the right way…So, thanks Mom, for being dead when I needed you the most.”

Adalind let out a breath and turned to face them. “Let’s get her out of here.”

Lorelei drove Adalind over to the spice shop, where they would be joining Monroe and Rosalee to extract the final ingredients for the potion to help Juliette. As the four of them gathered around Catherine Schade’s decaying body, Lorelei found herself wondering if this was poor parenting. Allowing her daughter to be in the room as they cut up Adalind’s mother. Olivia had been feed and was strapped in her stroller, starting to drift off to sleep.

Adalind stood over her mother’s body, scalpel in hand. “I can’t do it.” Adalind said, looking up at them. She shook her head. “I know I need to…but…” She shook her head again, looking a little sick.

“Monroe?” Rosalee asked, looking at him.

Monroe looked at her in surprise. “Me? I’m vegan”

Rosalee rolled her eyes. “I’ll do it.” She said, moving to take Adalind’s place.

“Thank you.” Adalind said, handing Rosalee the scalpel.

Lorelei was grateful she hadn’t been asked. There was no way she could have. Lorelei’s nausea had returned, and she was standing back, afraid she may throw up on the corpse. Adalind came to stand beside her. The three of them watched as Rosalee started cutting into the chest cavity. Monroe gagged at the sound, causing Lorelei to gag as well. She turned away, focusing on the wall behind Adalind.

“How much of her do we need?” Rosalee asked Adalind.

“Tongue, liver, gallbladder, and four ribs.” Adalind replied, looking as sickened as Lorelei, and no doubt, Monroe, felt.

“Right.” Rosalee said. Lorelei made of the mistake of looking at her as she started pushing her hand into the chest cavity.

Fuck, I’m gonna be sick. Lorelei thought to herself as she contemplated whether she would make it to the nearby bathroom. It seemed so far away. There was a bin by the door.

“Here’s the liver…and the gallbladder.” Rosalee said as Monroe let out a small whimper. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Rosalee hand them to Monroe.

Lorelei glanced at Adalind, who wasn’t looking too good. “Maybe you should sit down.” Lorelei told her. “You don’t need to –.”

Adalind held up her hand. “I’m fine.” She said, closing her eyes briefly, no doubt fighting off nausea.

“Now for the tongue.” Rosalee said as Monroe let out a breath, preparing himself to help Rosalee with that process. Lorelei heard a sickening sound, probably Monroe opening the mouth.

Don’t look, don’t look, don’t look. Lorelei told herself, as she focused her attention on Adalind. Probably not the best idea, she looked as sick as Lorelei felt.

“Ah, so, how long does Mom have to cook?” Monroe asked Adalind.

“Uh…not really sure, but I’ll think we’ll know when its done.” Adalind told him.

“Cool.” Monroe replied.

Lorelei really should have taken Sean’s advice and gone home. But after months of being disconnected from wesen related stuff, she was finally well enough to be involved again. At least in some capacity. Lorelei winced slightly as another sickening sound came from where Rosalee was working on the body. A moment later, Lorelei heard a plop as what she assumed was the tongue went into the cauldron.

“Now for the ribs.” Rosalee commented, turning to grab a mallet and some kind of stake. She handed them to Monroe.

Concentrating on Monroe’s face, Lorelei could see him preparing himself. “Here goes.” He said. Just as he was about to get started there was a knock from the door. Adalind tensed up and he looked at her. “Don’t worry. I’ll check and see who it is before I let them in.” He assured Adalind.

Monroe handed the stake and mallet back to Rosalee before walking off. Rosalee looked at Adalind. “You ok?”

Adalind nodded. “Yeah.” She sighed. “It’s just not that easy being pregnant, cutting up your mom, and waiting for someone to kill you.”

“Honey, it’s Nick and Hank.” Monroe called from the front room. “We’ll, be in the basement.”

Lorelei looked at Rosalee, who rolled her eyes. Lorelei sighed before extending her hand. “Give me the mallet. I’ll do it.”

Lorelei managed to get the four ribs before dashing to the bin and blowing her cookies. “You ok?” Rosalee asked her, looking a little amused.

Lorelei nodded. “Yeah. Probably a good thing I went into public health instead of medicine.” Lorelei commented as she grabbed a bottle of water from the diaper bag. She used some to try and wash the taste of vomit from her mouth.

“Probably.” Rosalee agreed as she started setting up an ancient looking grinder.

“I have some gum in my purse, if you want something to get the taste out of your mouth.” Adalind offered, moving to where her purse was sitting.

“Yes please.”

The afternoon turned to evening. After feeding Olivia, Lorelei stepped out to grab some food for the group, using the opportunity to give Olivia a change of scenery. Lorelei delivered the food to the men in the basement, while the women took a break from their work to eat. Once they were feed, they started the process of grinding Catherine Schade’s ribs. Lorelei was worried Olivia would be scared by the noise, but she didn’t seem to have a problem with it, having drifted off to sleep again. Feeling the fatigue starting to catch up with her, Lorelei had sat down on the sofa towards the back of the side room. She tried to convince Adalind to sit down as well, but the blonde insisted she was fine.

“That’s the last rib.” Adalind commented.

Rosalee hummed in agreement. “Ok.” Rosalee said, as she collected the ground up remains of the ribs and added them to the cauldron.

“Perfect.” Adalind said faintly, as the guys returned from the basement.

“Find anything?” Lorelei asked them.

“Yeah.” Hank said. “And, it’s a little unnerving.”

“Nick thinks the killer who did the killing, wasn’t actually the killer who did the killing because the killing was done by a killer who’d been dead a long time.” Monroe said.

Lorelei stared at him. “Say what now?”

“Seriously?” Rosalee asked.

“According to the books, Jack the Ripper might have been around a hell of a lot longer than anybody thought.” Nick told them.

“So, like a spirit?” Lorelei asked.

Nick shrugged. “Maybe. Wouldn’t be the first time we’ve dealt with one.”

At that moment, a bluey greeny cloud of smoke wafted up from the cauldron that Rosalee was stirring. She leant back to avoid it, as it emitted a horrible smell. Lorelei felt another wave of nausea hit her.

“That really does not smell very good.” Rosalee commented. “I think it…has got to be almost ready, don’t you? Oh Nick, she’s gonna faint”

Lorelei looked up in time to see Adalind starting to sway. Nick shot forward to grab her. “Whoa! Adalind!” Nick started to lead her over to the bed near the front window.

“I need to finish reducing the potion.” Adalind argued.

“No.” Nick told her, helping her lay on the bed. “You need to stay right here.”

“Adalind, I’ve got this.” Rosalee told her.

Lorelei slowly stood up. “You need to rest Adalind. You’ve been on your feet all day. We don’t need you going into premature labour.” She said as she came to stand beside Rosalee.

Adalind seemed to give in, laying back and allowing Nick to pull the blanket up over her. “Thanks.”

As Nick went to get Adalind a glass of water, Monroe and Lorelei watched on as Rosalee continued to work on reducing the potion. Lorelei was grateful that the horrible smell was starting to die off. There were only so many times she could go to the bathroom to cover up vomiting before people would become suspicious.

“I think it’s boiled down by now.” Rosalee commented. Monroe and Lorelei agreed with her. The three of them backed away slightly when a skull appeared within potion.

“Woah.” Monroe uttered quietly, looking up at Rosalee.

“Do you think that means it’s done?” Lorelei asked.

Adalind looked over at them. “Did you see the skull?”

Rosalee nodded. “Yes.”

“Then all we need to do is strain it.” Adalind instructed as Nick came over and peered in the cauldron as his phone rang.

“Wu. I’m putting you on speaker.” Nick said, before doing so and holding the phone out so they could all hear him.

“Nick, we got another body, same M.O.” Wu advised Nick.

Nick looked concerned. “Where?”

“Under the Broadway Bridge, across from Union Station. We’re sealing off the area. It’s the roommate. The one we talked to.”

Nick looked at Hank. “We’re on our way.” He told Wu before hanging up. “You good here?” He asked the rest of them.

“Loosely speaking.” Rosalee replied, an odd look on her face. Monroe stepped closer to her.

“What?”

“Nick has got to be going crazy right now.” Rosalee whispered. “Maybe we should contact Trubel.”

“That’s probably not a bad idea.” Lorelei said quietly.

“You got a way to contact her?”

Lorelei nodded. “I do.” She said, pulling her phone out of her pocket. “I’ll do it now.”

Monroe and Rosalee were finishing up with straining the potion through the hat as Adalind and Lorelei watched. “That’s all of it.” Monroe told them.

“It looks like water.” Lorelei commented.

“Won’t taste like it.” Adalind said, holding the jar up as she examined the potion. She smelt it tentatively as the bell from the front door jingled.

Nick and Hank walked in. “How’d it go?”

“It’s done.” Adalind replied.

The two men looked at the jar Adalind was holding. “That’s it?” Hank asked.

“Yeah. It’s pure now.”

“Now all we have to do is get Juliette to take it.” Rosalee said.

“Oh, that’ll be a snap, ‘cause, you know, the last time she took something we gave her, boy, that worked out like gangbusters.” Monroe said sarcastically, looking around at the group.

Nick nodded. “And if she thinks Adalind had anything to do with it, she’ll never take it.” He pointed out.

“Unless she knows it works.” Adalind said.

“How are we gonna know that?” Hank asked her. “It only works on a hexenbiest.”

“That’s why I’m gonna take it first.” Adalind said. “If it works on me, it’ll work on her.”

“You can’t.”

“Yeah. I don’t have a choice. If she stays a hexenbiest, I’m dead.”

“If it works and Juliette doesn’t take it, you’re a sitting duck without your powers.” Lorelei pointed out to her. Lorelei looked around at the others. “Look, we’re all assuming that Juliette still doesn’t want to be a hexenbiest. But it sounds like she is enjoying the power being a hexenbiest gives her.”

“That’s just the hexenbiest talking. I’m sure once Juliette sees there is a way to return to normal, she’ll want to take the potion.” Rosalee said.

“I appreciate your concern Lorelei, but I have to do this.” Adalind said. “I don’t know exactly what is about to happen, but it might be a good idea if you moved Olivia out into the main area of the shop.”

Lorelei sighed, but didn’t argue any further. Instead, she went over to her daughter’s stroller and moved it into the main shop. Once she had done that, Adalind started drinking from the glass.

Lorelei could see the others were wincing, with looks of mild disgust on their faces. After all, Adalind was essentially drinking her dead mother’s body. After drinking half the glass, Adalind put it down, her face screwed up at the taste.

“How do you feel?” Nick asked her.

“Like I just drank my mother.”

“How long before we know if this stuff is, you know, doing anything?” Monroe asked.

“Ah, not too long.” Adalind replied, not looking too good. “I think I want to sit down.”

Adalind walked back over to the bed. “Why? What’s going on?” Nick asked, helping her onto the bed.

“It’s happening fast. You better hold me down.” Adalind instructed.

“What?” Nick asked, sounding confused.

“All of you, just hold me down.”

Lorelei stood back as Nick, Hank, Rosalee and Monroe each took a limb, pressing them down to the bed. “Oh god, here it comes.” Adalind cried out, as she woged. “Don’t let go.” She started shaking with increasing intensity. A scream erupted from her as a grey like mist started covering her body. No, it was more like it was rising up out of her body.

The grey mist started to take somewhat of a spiritual form, resembling Adalind’s woge. It was almost as if it was fighting to remain in Adalind’s body. The shaking continued, starting to affect the area around it. Bottles and jars were shaking on the shelves.

“Monroe, the jar.” Rosalee shouted, pointing at the jar that was starting to shift to the edge of the table.

“Oh my god.” Monroe said, diving across the floor, catching the jar just before it hit the floor.

The skylight in the side room started cracking. “Monroe, look out.” Lorelei shouted as the glass started to break apart, showering down.

Eventually Adalind and the room stopped shaking, Adalind’s face returning to its unwoged state. Lorelei tentatively stepped forward, as Hank indicated he had a pulse and Rosalee stated she was warm. A moment later, Adalind started to stir, her eyes flicking open as she looked around at everyone.

“What happened?”

There were sighs of relief. “Well, things got a little intense.” Nick told her.

“Mmm. Yeah, they did.” Adalind agreed. “Did I hear somebody scream?”

“Yeah, that would be you.” Monroe told her.

“Oh. That’s why it sounded so close.”

Adalind went to sit up, but everyone jumped in, speaking over the top of each other, trying to dissuade her from getting up. “I need to sit up.” Adalind told them. Once she was in an upright position, she sighed. “Well, I guess we should see if it worked.”

“I think you should just lie down.” Nick said, sounding concerned.

Adalind looked at him. “No, Nick. I need to know if this made a difference.” Adalind said, swinging her legs over the edge of the bed. After sighing, she looked around at the group hovering around her. “You all better stand back. Just in case.”

Once everyone had cleared the immediate area around Adalind, she tried to woge. Lorelei saw the skin on her face shift a little. She tried again, with no change. After gently touching her face, she turned her attention to a nearby potion bottle, trying to move it telekinetically. It did shift a little, but not much. It clearly took Adalind a lot of effort to move it even a little. Adalind tried one more time, however this time, it didn’t even move. She looked both relieved but also saddened.

“Well…I guess I’m good.” She said, not sounding good. After all the trouble Adalind went through to get her hexenbiest back, it was gone again. Or suppressed, at least.

Adalind looked up at Nick. “Now all you need is Juliette.”

Lorelei made the decision to return home for the evening. She was absolutely exhausted, and she knew Sean would not be too happy if she were to continue pushing herself. Adalind had seemed a little disappointed that Lorelei would not be returning to Bud’s with her but was understanding. Lorelei provided Adalind with her phone number and told her she could call her if need be.

Sean was not yet home when Lorelei and Olivia arrived back. After getting Olivia settled, Lorelei changed into her pyjamas and slipped into bed, falling asleep almost instantly. She was awoken when Sean joined her in bed. “How are you feeling? Did you eat enough?” Sean asked, pulling her closer to him.

“I’m just tired. It’s been a long couple of days.” Lorelei admitted. “And yes, I ate enough. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner.”

“Good.” He said, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. “Did they finish the suppressant?”

Lorelei nodded. “They did. Now we just need Juliette. That’ll be the hardest part. She’s not answering any calls. Personally, I don’t see her having any interest in taking the suppressant. From what I’ve heard, she likes what she is now.”

“I hope for everyone’s sake, she does take it.” Sean commented. He kissed her one last time, before reaching over to the light off.

The next day, Lorelei certainly felt the effects of pushing herself over the previous days. She was exhausted. Once Olivia was changed, dressed and fed, Lorelei set her up in the playpen in the living room and spent most of the day on the couch. Between taking care of her daughter and morning sickness, Lorelei just slept, trying to stay hydrated and eating when she could. Around lunch, she did get a call from Adalind, who was still at Bud’s, waiting to find out whether Juliette would take the suppressant potion.

“I’m sorry I can’t come over. I’m just not feeling well today.” Lorelei told her.

“It’s fine. You gotta take care of yourself. Have you heard from Nick or the others?”

Lorelei sighed. “No. Last I heard, Juliette still isn’t taking anyone’s calls. All we can do is wait.”

“Yeah.” Adalind sighed. She paused. “Can I ask you something?”

“Uh, sure.”

“Are you pregnant again?”

Lorelei was silent for a moment. How could she have figured that out? “What makes you think that?”

“All those trips to the bathroom over the past couple of days. I doubt you had to pee that much.”

“I could have a UTI.”

“But you don’t.” Adalind said, sounding confident.

Lorelei sighed again. “You are correct. I am pregnant. But please don’t tell anyone. We are keeping things quiet until after 12 weeks. You know, just in case…something happens.”

“I understand. Don’t worry, no one will hear about it from me.” Adalind assured her. “Congratulations though.”

“Thanks.”

Eventually, it was the evening and a socially acceptable time for Lorelei to head to bed. Thankfully, Olivia went down without a fuss. Lorelei changed back into her pyjamas and settled in bed. As she was drifting off to sleep, she couldn’t help but get a bad feeling. She wasn’t sure about what. It was just a bad feeling.

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***Nick’s POV***

However Nick had been imagining this would happen, it was not like this. Juliette had destroyed the suppressant and tried to kill them. He had wanted to believe that the woman he loved was still inside, somewhere, but now, he wasn’t sure. The woman he loved had been replaced by the hexenbiest seeking revenge. The others were done, acknowledging that the Juliette they knew was lost to them.

“Juliette’s out of control.” Nick acknowledged, pulling out his phone. “We need to warn Lorelei and Sean.” Nick called Sean’s number, waiting for him to pick up. However, the voice that answered, was not Sean’s. Nick froze. “Who is this?”

“Well, you called me. Who is this?”

Nick quickly put the phone on speaker so Hank could hear. “I’m looking for Sean Renard.” Nick told the man.

“You don’t have him. But this is his phone.”

Hank, Monroe and Rosalee were looking at Nick with a mixture of emotions, surprise, concern and fear to name a few. “Where is he?”

“We’re home. I’m afraid he can’t come to the phone right now. He’s…resting. We had a bit of a rough night. This last one was a real fighter. We’re quite fatigued, so if it’s not a bother, call back at a more convenient time. Cheers.” The man said before hanging up.

“What the hell was that?” Hank asked.

“I think we just heard from Jack the Ripper.” Nick replied, trying to stay calm. But with everything that had happened, and the fear he felt for his sister and her family, it was hard to do so. Nick turned toward the door.

“Wait a minute. He’s with Sean?”

Nick nodded as Hank pulled out his phone. “Yeah.”

“I’ll have Wu meet us.” Hank said, following Nick out the door as they rushed out the door. Hopefully they would find the Renard’s safe and sound.

As Nick and Hank pulled up out the front of the house, Wu was getting out of his patrol car. “When did you get here?” Nick asked Wu as they approached him.

“Just now. You got a key?”

Nick nodded, pulling his keys out of his pocket. He had been given a key to the house in case of an emergency. He’d never used it, but now was definitely an emergency.

“You see anything?” Hank asked.

“Nothing.”

Nick and Hank, guns drawn made their way to the front door, while Wu headed around to the back of the house. Upon reaching the front door, Nick glanced through the window beside it, not seeing anything out of the ordinary. Checking the door, he found it be unlocked. They entered the house quietly and swiftly, sweeping the downstairs area as Wu entered by one of the back doors, which was opened. After clearing the main floor, they made their way upstairs, checking the rooms as they made their way to Lorelei’s and Sean’s. Nick felt a sense of relief as entered his niece’s room. She was sitting up in her crib, looking sleepy but a smile broke across her face when she saw him.

Assured the youngest of the family was safe, Nick continued to the master bedroom. Hank and Wu close behind. Hank opened the door and just as Nick was about to enter, he met Sean. “Hey! Whoa!” Sean said, arms raised when he saw guns were drawn.

“Stay there.” Nick ordered, glancing at his sister who was still in the bed, looking at them in confusion. Hank entered the room, moving towards the bathroom.

“What the hell’s going on?” Sean asked and Nick hushed him as he headed towards the walk-in closet, meeting up with Hank.

“What the hell?”

“I don’t know.” Nick told him.

“You called the Captain’s cell.”

“The guy said he was here.” Nick said. “You heard him.”

They returned to the bedroom, holstering their guns. “What the hell is going on?” Lorelei asked them.

Hank looked at Sean. “Where’s your cell phone?”

“Why?”

“I called your cell. Somebody answered and it wasn’t you.” Nick explained.

Sean stared at him in confusion. “What are you talking about?”

“Where is your cell phone? It’s not here.” Hank stated, gesturing around the room as Nick pulled his own phone out to call it.

Sean was starting to look annoyed. “I don’t know, maybe in the living room.” Nick heard a phone ringing in the distance and moved towards the sound. “Somebody want to tell me what’s going on?”

Nick and Hank followed the ringing phone downstairs. “Check the calls.” Nick instructed Hank, who was pulling on a pair of gloves.

“Last call was received at 10:08.” Hank informed them. “Your number.” Nick glanced at his watch.

“Well, I didn’t talk to you, Nick. I must have missed the call.”

“Where were you fifteen minutes ago?” Nick asked him, as Lorelei joined them, Olivia in her arms.

“I was sleeping.”

Hank glanced at the open door. “You leave that door open?”

Sean glanced at it. “No.”

“It was open sir.” Wu informed.

Nick looked at Sean. “I talked to somebody on your phone.” Nick said. “They said you were at home, and you were resting.”

“Are you saying the killer was in our house?” Sean asked, looking between them.

“That’s what he said.” Hank answered. “He was talking on your phone.”

“Where were you tonight before you came home?” Nick asked Sean.

Sean considered it for a moment. “I was at Henrietta’s. What does that have to do with anything?”

“You might want to get dressed Captain.” Hank advised him.

When they arrived at Henrietta’s, she didn’t answer, and they had to break the door in to enter. Nick entered first; gun drawn as the other’s followed. Sean called out for Henrietta as he entered. They eventually found her, dead, another victim of Jack the Ripper. The murder was called in and soon enough, the house was crawling with officers. Sean seemed to be in shock, staring down at Henrietta’s body. Hank approached Nick who was standing off to the side. “He said we.” Hank noted quietly.

Nick looked at him. “Who?”

“The guy you talked to on the phone. He said ‘We had a rough night. She was a real fighter’.”

“Yeah, he did.” Nick said slowly.

Hank raised an eyebrow. “Doesn’t ‘we’ imply more than one?” Nick nodded slowly. “We need to figure out who ‘we’ is.”

Sean approached them, looking angry. “This guy is targeting me, and I don’t know why.” Sean said. “He must have seen the press conference, but he was probably waiting outside my house. Followed me here, killed her, and then came back after me. It’s a good thing you called when you did. You probably scared him off.”

By now, Sean was starting to look concerned. “Let’s get you home. Let us handle the investigation.” Nick assured him.

“You’re dealing with enough right now.” Hank told him.

Sean nodded, glancing back at Henrietta before looking back at them. “Yeah, ok.” He sighed. “You just have to find this killer alright, whatever you need, get it.” He said, before heading to the door.

Nick gestured for Wu to come over. “We’re taking the Captain home. I want surveillance on his house. All night.” Nick told him quietly.

“Yeah. I’ll put someone on it.”

They returned to Sean and Lorelei’s. Despite Lorelei’s assurances that there were no signs of anyone else being there, Nick still did a sweep of the house to be sure. He returned to the living room, where Hank, Lorelei and Sean were waiting.

“Why were you at Henrietta’s?” Nick asked Sean.

Sean glanced at Lorelei, a silent conversation occurring between the couple before Sean looked back at Nick. “I’ve been having some problems…. lately.” Sean admitted.

“What kind of problems?” Hank asked.

“I keep dreaming that I’m getting shot again. It’s been happening over and over. The scars on my chest, they – they start to bleed, almost as though I did just get shot.”

“Have you seen a doctor?” Nick asked in concern.

“Yeah, they can’t find anything wrong with me.” Sean answered, sounding frustrated. “I’ve been waking up in places and I don’t know how I got there.

“So, you’re blacking out?” Hank asked.

Sean shrugged. “I don’t know. That’s why I went to see Henrietta. I was hoping she could tell me what was wrong.”

“What’d she tell you?”

“Nothing!” Sean exclaimed angrily. “It was a waste. So, I left.” He sighed, as Nick glanced at Hank. “Look, I don’t know. Maybe this killer is trying to make me think I’m going crazy. What if he’s gonna pin this murder on me? What –what if he’s drugging me?”

“Look, Captain, the best thing you can do right now is get some sleep.” Hank looked down at Lorelei, who had been silent throughout the exchange. “Both of you. We’ve got an officer outside who’ll stay here all night.”

Sean nodded as Nick addressed him. “Put your alarm on. Keep your phone with you.”

“Ok.” Sean said quietly. Nick couldn’t recall a time he’d ever seen Sean look so lost. It was a little unnerving. As Nick and Hank started to leave, Nick saw his sister stepped up to Sean, wrapping her arms around his waist. Some of the tension seemed to leave the man’s body as he looked down at his wife, returning her embrace.

As Nick and Hank made their way out to the car, Hank had a thought. “If he’s blacking out, anything could happen.”

“Do we really think this Jack guy is following him? Drugging him?”

Hank shrugged. “I don’t know. Something doesn’t sound right. Is it possible this thing is controlling him somehow?”

Nick stopped and looked at Hank. “What if it’s in him?”

Hank’s eyes widened as he looked back at the house. “God, I hope not.”

After leaving Franco with orders, Nick and Hank headed off.

***Lorelei’s POV***

What a night. Lorelei thought to herself as she laid in bed. Sean had fallen asleep surprisingly quickly. Lorelei, on the other hand, was wide awake. As Sean had been getting dressed to leave with Nick and Hank, Nick had quietly admitted that not only had Juliette destroyed the suppressant but had tried to kill them as well. Unfortunately, Lorelei had been right, Juliette enjoyed the power she now held and had no plans on going back. Her heart went out to her brother as he was doubt realising that Juliette was lost to them. Lorelei was anxious about what her next step would be. Adalind had mentioned that the new Royal in town, Kenneth was interested in Juliette and had probably been the one to tell Juliette about Adalind carrying Nick’s child. Was Juliette going to align with the Royals? If so, it was not going to end well. Furthermore, what ever was happening to Sean may be escalating. Henrietta may have been the only one who could help, and now she was dead. Lorelei thought about the research the guys had done for the Jack the Ripper case they were working on. She glanced at her sleeping husband. Was it possible that Sean was possessed, and not merely being targeting by the killer? Lorelei sighed, she’d wondered if Nick and Hank had come to the same conclusion.

Lorelei glanced at the baby monitor as she heard Olivia babbling to herself from her room. Damn it, she was awake again. Gently easing herself out of the bed, Lorelei slightly crept across the hall and into her daughter’s room. She found Olivia standing up in her crib, wide awake and a big smile on her face “Mama.”

Lorelei smiled gently at her daughter as she approached the crib. “What are you doing awake? You should be sleeping.” Lorelei told her. Lorelei tried lying her back down, but Olivia rolled over and sat back up. “Come on Livy, you gotta go back to sleep.” After repeating the same actions a couple more times, Lorelei picked her daughter up and walked over to the armchair.

She sat down in the chair, cradling her daughter, singing softly to her as she patted her back. It took a while, but Olivia fell asleep again. Once Lorelei was certain Olivia was fast asleep, she gently eased her back into the crib, before quietly slipping out of the room. Just before Lorelei entered the bedroom she shared with Sean, she froze upon hearing a voice, it sounded British, but it also sounded like Sean’s. “You’ve been a bad boy, Sean. And it’s only gonna get worse.”

Lorelei quickly glanced around, hoping to see something she could use as a weapon, if needed, but there was nothing. Except some picture frames. She heard Sean cry out in pain and then there was a thud. Letting out a breath, Lorelei quietly stepped into the room. She was certain there was no one else in there, but her steps were tentative. Sean was passed out on the floor by the bathroom door, once again the bullet wounds were bleeding. Eyes darting around the room, Lorelei moved towards her side of the bed and quickly pulled the dagger out from under her pillow before tentatively approaching her husband. “Sean.” Lorelei called out; dagger tightly clutched in her hand. She didn’t know who she was going to be facing when he awoke. Would it be her husband? Or would it be the killer? “Sean!”

Sean let out a gasp and sat up, his hands going to his chest. His gaze landed on her. “Lorelei?” He asked, looking confused. “What? What happened?”

Sliding the dagger into the waistband of her pyjama pants and smoothing the top over it, Lorelei knelt down beside her husband. “I don’t know. I came back and found you passed out on the floor.”

After helping her husband clean up and assuring him that he hadn’t even left their bedroom, Lorelei got him back into bed. It took a little while, but eventually he fell back to sleep. Grabbing her phone, Lorelei quietly slipped out of their bedroom and went back into Olivia’s room, closing the door behind her. Thinking about it for a second, Lorelei ended up locking the door behind her before moving to sit back in the armchair. She looked at her phone for a minute before deciding to send Nick a message instead of calling him. Just in case the thing possessing her husband heard her.

I think Sean is possessed by the killer. I don’t think Sean knows. He’s asleep. Olivia and I are in her room, door locked.

It didn’t take Nick long to reply.

I agree. Monroe and Rosalee’s tomorrow morning. Be safe.

Lorelei didn’t really sleep for the rest of the night, drifting here and there. Around 4am, she gave up. Moving quietly around Olivia’s room, she packed some supplies for a few nights, deciding to stay at Bud’s. Sean would no doubt question it, but she could just explain it away as being there for Adalind and her unborn nephew. The sun was starting to rise when Lorelei slipped out of Olivia’s room after hearing that Sean was awake and calling out for her.

“Morning.” She said as she entered the room. “How are you feeling?”

Sean rubbed his hands over his face. He looked tired. “I don’t know.” He said with a sigh before rolling out of bed. “You’re up early.”

Lorelei wrapped her arms around his waist, giving him a tight hug. “Yeah. Woke up and had all this energy.” She pulled away. “I thought I’d go see Adalind. Check in on her. I know what it’s like being confined to one’s living quarters. I might even stay there.”

Sean nodded. “Ok. That might be a good idea. Safer. I don’t know what this guy’s plan is, but I’m afraid he might target you and Olivia.”

Lorelei cupped his cheek. “I’m sure we’ll be fine.”

Sean kissed her. “Just make sure you take it easy. Plenty of food and water. You’re carrying two babies this time. You need to take extra special care of yourself.

After getting Olivia fed and changed, before feeding herself and Sean, Lorelei headed out. Waving to Franco as she pulled out of the driveway, she headed towards Monroe and Rosalee’s. She pulled up just as Nick and Hank were arriving. “Hey, how’d the rest of the night go?” Nick asked her. “Did something happen?”

Lorelei sighed as she pulled Olivia out. “I’ll explain inside.”

Once inside, Nick and Hank explained what they had found out to Monroe, Rosalee, and Lorelei. Including Adalind said about killing Sean as the only sure-fire way of getting rid of the spirit, should it take complete control of Sean.

“If we kill him, he’s kind of…dead…isn’t he?” Monroe said.

“We are not killing my husband.” Lorelei told them, surprised this even seemed to be an option.

“We were thinking maybe there’s a way to do this, like the Dead Faint, the same one we used on Monroe when they hired Angelina to kill him.” Hank suggested. “And the only way to prove that she had done it, was to show them his dead body.”

“The tetrodotoxin.” Rosalee said, nodding slightly. “It slows down bodily functions, but it’s very dangerous.”

“I’ll say.” Monroe said, no doubt remembering his own encounter with it. “It almost killed me”.

“Well, if we don’t figure out a way to get rid of it, we will end up killing him.” Nick pointed out.

Lorelei glared at them. “You are not killing my husband.”

Nick sighed. “If we can’t figure something out, that may be the only option. He won’t be your husband anymore.”

Lorelei glanced down at Olivia, pulling her closer to her. She knew Nick was right, but that didn’t mean she had to like it. “Are you sure he’s involved in all of this?” Rosalee asked Nick and Hank. “’Cause I’d like to be real sure before we do it.”

“We haven’t been able to tie him to any of the crime scenes yet.” Hank told them, as Nick’s phone rang. “But we’re going back to recheck surveillance footage, see if there is something that we missed.”

“Lorelei, why are you sure he is possessed?” Rosalee asked her, as Nick answered his phone.

Lorelei sighed. “When I was coming back from getting Olivia back down, I heard a voice from our bedroom, speaking with a British accent. It said ‘You’ve been a bad boy, Sean. And it’s only gonna get worse.’ When I went in, Sean was passed out on the floor, his wounds were bleeding, and he had no idea what was happening. Honestly, I didn’t even bring it up with him. I didn’t want whatever is possessing him to know, that I know.”

Rosalee sighed, looking concerned, as did Monroe and Hank. Before they could say anything more, Nick ended his call and turned to them. “That was Officer Franco, Sean’s on his way in.”

Hank looked longingly at the cup of coffee Rosalee had been about to give him, before following Nick out. “We’ll start working on it.” Rosalee told them. She turned to Lorelei. “Will you be joining us?”

Lorelei shook her head. “I might go and keep Adalind company. She’s probably getting cabin fever.”

Lorelei had been correct. Adalind was getting cabin fever, mixed in with the knowledge that Juliette was still a hexenbiest and she was heavily pregnant and now powerless. She’d been grateful that Lorelei had chosen to stay with her instead of joining Monroe and Rosalee at the spice shop making up the Dead Faint for Sean. “I promised Sean, I would take it easy.” Lorelei had explained to Adalind as they sat down in the living room of Bud and Phoebe’s house.

“Good to hear you are listening to him. He’s not always right, but he is about this.” Adalind told her. “How are you handling everything? Juliette, Sean’s possession, me carrying your brother’s baby…”

Lorelei shrugged, her eyes on Olivia who was seated on the floor, playing with some of the toys Lorelei had set out around her. “There is a lot going on right now. And not a whole lot I can do about it. Especially now that I’m pregnant again. I can’t believe my birth control failed twice. What are the odds?”

Adalind laughed. “Guess it was meant to be, or whatever that crap is.”

Lorelei laughed as well. “I mean, I’m happy about it, but I was hoping to have been closer to finishing my degree than this.” She sighed. “I’m gonna have to quit my job. There is no way I am going to be able to do college, work, and raise three kids.”

Adalind stared at her in surprise. “Hold on, three kids?”

Lorelei froze, not meaning to let that nugget of information out. “Uh, yeah. My doctor says I’m pregnant with twins.”

“Wow…you’re…definitely going to have your hands full.”

Lorelei nodded. “I certainly am. I just hope everything has sorted itself out by then. Especially if this pregnancy is anything like my last.” Lorelei paused before looking back at Adalind. “Can I ask you something?”

“Uh, sure.”

Lorelei was silent for a moment, wondering how to phrase her question. It was something that had been bugging her for months, because there was no scientific answer, so therefore, it may have a magical one. “First of all, thank you for helping me. Making sure I got to the hospital and calling Sean. Thank you.”

Adaind gave her a small smile. “I couldn’t exactly leave you lying there. Who knows how long it would have been before someone found you. You are the closest thing I have to a friend. Even though you probably hate me. I couldn’t let anything happen to you or Olivia. Olivia is Diana’s sister, and you are her bonus mom.”

Lorelei looked at her, a strange expression on her face. “Bonus mom?”

Adalind shifted uncomfortably, looking down at her hands. “Yeah. It’s something I saw on the internet. And after seeing the way you treated Diana, and me. Ready to help us. Bonus mom is a better fit for you than stepmother. ‘Cause, you know of the term evil stepmother. And you are anything but evil.” Adalind looked up Lorelei, her eyes shining. “I know you love Diana as much as I do. When I get Diana back, you are going to be the only person I trust with her. Because I know that you had nothing to do with Sean and the others did.”

Lorelei bit her lip, Adalind’s unfallen tears trigging her own. “I swear, I had nothing to do with it. I would not have allowed them to separate the two of you. And they knew that. It’s why I got drugged.”

Adalind’s eyes widened. “What?”

“Yeah. Of course, no one ever officially told me what happened that day. But I figured it out while I was in hospital. Took me a little while longer to work out that Rosalee had slipped valerian root into my tea. It’s the only explanation for why I slept all day. Why I didn’t hear the cops entering the house and arresting my mom.” Lorelei shrugged.

Adalind just stared at her. “Are you sure? I mean, how could they do that to you?”

Lorelei shrugged again. “I guess they were trying to save me from getting too stressed or something like that. It’s only recently Sean admitted to what really happened. He seemed a little surprised that I had worked everything out. I don’t know why. I am a genius after all.”

“Is that why you got sick? Because of the valerian root?”

Lorelei shook her head. “I don’t think so. I think I was heading that way, even before you and Diana arrived. Which, actually brings me to my question.” Adalind nodded, indicating Lorelei should ask it. “When you found me that day…did you…do anything…magic related?”

Adalind shook her head slowly. “No. I didn’t. Why?”

Lorelei let out a sigh. “It’s weird. I’m not sure how to explain it. But…Olivia was born at 32 weeks. And we were expecting health problems or at least a stay in the NICU. However, she was perfectly healthy and about the size the doctors would have expected for a child of 36 weeks gestation.”

“Ok.” Adalind said slowly, looking confused.

“I’d had a scan done a couple of days before you arrived. And when I went back into hospital, they did another. And Olivia had somehow…grown…way more than she should have in such a small period of time.”

“And you thought, I had done something.”

“Yeah.” Lorelei confirmed. “Or Diana did, or maybe even Olivia herself.”

“Huh.” Adalind said, sitting back, thinking about it. “I wouldn’t even know how to do something like that. Or if it was possible. I suppose Diana could have. I have no idea exactly what she’s capable of. And she was born like, three months early without any complications.” She paused, continuing to think about it. “Has Olivia exhibited any signs of powers?”

Lorelei glanced at her daughter briefly before looking back at Adalind. “I don’t think so.”

“I mean, it could be possible that Olivia will be a hexenbiest. It is in her DNA, just like your nephew.” She gently rubbed her belly. “Could be a zauberbiest. But unlike with Diana, powers don’t usually start showing up until they’re a little older. But then again, I’ve never heard of Grimms and wesen having children before. So, this is unchartered territory.”

Lorelei nodded. “At least I’m not the only one chartering it alone now.” She laughed. “I wonder what the odds are our kids end up being both. A Grimm and a wesen.”

Adalind laughed as well. “That would piss a lot of people off.”

Glancing at the clock, Lorelei noted it was getting close to lunch time. “I might make us some lunch. You hungry?”

“Starving. But I can make my own.” Adalind said before trying to stand up.

“Sit down woman. You are heavily pregnant. I’ll make the food. You make sure my kid doesn’t stick anything she isn’t supposed to in her mouth.”

Adalind saluted her. “Aye aye Captain.” She said mockingly.

As Lorelei was making her way out of the living room, she paused, turning to look at Adalind. “I just want you to know, it would be an honour to be Diana’s bonus mom. I already think of her as my bonus daughter.” Adalind smiled at her. “But you are a bitch and when you are healed up, you’re getting a punch in the face for what you did to my brother.”

Adalind nodded. “I expected as much. I will try not to duck.”

***Nick’s POV***

Sean still hadn’t arrived by the time Nick and Hank arrived, which was a little concerning. As they waited for him to arrive, the two were looking through surveillance footage, trying to see if they could see him.

“There’s nothing in this we may have missed.” Hank remarked.

Nick looked at him. “Maybe we’re wrong.”

“Maybe we’re just too damn tired.” Hank sighed. “What have we got left?”

“Bank footage on Alder.” Nick answered with a sigh. “I’m looking at it now.”

“There’s more footage on West Burnside.” Hank advised him. “I’ll put it up. All these cars are starting to look the same to me.”

“Woah, wait. I got something.” Nick said and Hank moved to stand beside him. “Is that the Captain’s?”

As Nick started to zoom in on the image, the person in the car became clearer. “It’s him.” Hank said.

Nick grabbed one of the reports, looking over it. “It’s put him in the area within one hour of the first killing.”

“He’s here.” Hank said in a low voice causing Nick to look up. Sure enough, Sean was walking into the precinct.

He approached them, looking uneasy. “I need to see you both.”

Nick nodded. Sean walked towards his office, and Nick went to follow him when Hank stopped him. “Before we go in there, if he’s dealing with what we think he’s dealing with, then who the hell are we talking to?”

“Or what.”

“Ok. That didn’t help at all.” Hank commented, following Nick towards their Captain’s office. Hank closed the door behind them, as they watched Sean warily. He was silent for a moment, facing the window. “There’s something very wrong with me.” He finally said. “I’m starting to think I’m losing my mind.”

“What happened?” Nick asked him.

“Last night I thought I was bleeding again.” Sean said, as he started to face them. “I saw it, it felt it. It was real. Then I remember falling. Then I woke up and was in bed as though nothing happened.” So, he didn’t recall waking up on the floor. And Lorelei helping him back into bed after cleaning him up. Had Lorelei been dealing with the entity possessing him? “There was a voice. I…I heard this voice. And then…”

Hank cautiously moved toward Sean. “You blacked out again?” He asked to confirm.

“I guess I did.” Sean said, looking haunted.

“Do you remember driving? About 11:30 three nights ago?” Nick asked him.

Sean looked at him in confusion. “What? Why?”

“We have surveillance that puts your car at Northwest Couch and Second about that time.” Hank answered.

Sean shook his head. “No. It wasn’t me. I was at home, asleep.”

Nick stepped closer to the desk. “Your car was a couple of blocks away from where the first victim’s body was found, the same night, within an hour of the estimated time of death.”

Sean started pacing in tight circles behind his desk. “No. No, I would – I would remember something like that.”

“During a blackout?”

Sean turned back to them. “I would remember something.” He said loudly.

“We talked to Adalind, and she said that when you died, a portal opened up.” Nick told him. “When your mother did whatever she did to bring you back, you didn’t come alone.”

Sean stared at him for a moment. “Are you saying that I’m possessed?”

“You’re blacking out. Waking up in places you don’t remember. Bleeding from where you were shot.”

“You know you went to see Henrietta, but you have no idea when you left.” Hank added solemnly.

“Are you suggesting that I killed those women?”

“We’re suggesting that you may no longer be in control of what you’re doing.” Nick told him firmly.

Sean was breathing heavily. “If that’s true, what should I do, lock myself up?” He asked, his voice shaky.

“We’re working on something.” Hank said. “But until we figure it out, it may be a good idea for you to stay at home.”

“Under surveillance.” Nick added.

Sean seemed to freak out at that. “No, no, no, no, I want to know what the hell is happening to me.” He said loudly.

Out of the corner of his eye, Nick saw Hank had unholstered his gun. Sean seemed to notice as well. “You need to give us your gun Captain.”

Nick held out his hand, as Sean stared at the gun in Hank’s hand. After a moment, he nodded. “Alright.” He agreed, slowly unholstering his own gun. He paused before handing it to Nick. “But you have to know, whatever happened, that wasn’t me.”

Nick nodded, as Hank holstered his gun. “We know.”

“I want someone watching me…who…understands.”

Leaving Sean in his office, Nick and Hank headed over to Wu’s desk to discuss it with him. “You think there’s some kind of Jack the Ripper spirit inside him?”

“Pretty sure.” Hank said. “Except we can’t arrest him without having to explain it.”

“Yeah, don’t do that.”

“So, basically he’s under house arrest.”

“Unofficially.” Hank added.

“And he’s ok with that?”

“For now.” Hank replied.

“What about this other guy inside him? Is he ok with that?”

“Just don’t let either of them go anywhere.” Nick instructed him quietly, as he and Hank got up. “If anything happens, call us.”

“What about Lorelei and Olivia?”

“They’re staying elsewhere tonight.”

Leaving Sean in Wu’s capable hands, Nick and Hank headed to the spice shop. Hopefully this would work. Nick really didn’t want to have to shoot his little sister’s husband.

Chapter Text

***Sean’s POV***

“I can’t believe they shot me with rubber bullets.” Sean commented as he sat at the table in the spice shot.

It had been a shock to find out that he had been possessed by the spirit responsible for the Jack the Ripper killings over a hundred years ago in London. And in order to rid him of the spirit, Nick, Hank and Wu had tricked the spirit into believing Sean was being killed by shooting him with rubber bullets. Nick and Hank had headed off with a newly returned Trubel to check out what was going on at Nick’s house, with Wu joining them a short while later. It had left Monroe and Rosalee to explain to Sean what had been happening.

“Well, we had to make whatever was inside you think he was really dying.” Rosalee told him gently, placing a cup of tea in front of him. “Otherwise, he might not have left you.”

“And if it really was Jack the Ripper, he was from the 1800s, so he would have known about guns but not rubber bullets.” Monroe added. “So, he would have thought he was really getting shot.”

“I was really getting shot.” Sean told them, rubbing his chest where the bullets had hit him. “Those things hurt.”

 “Take this, you’ll feel better.” Monroe said, pouring a small jar of…something into the cup of tea.

“I’m just glad he bought it.” Rosalee commented. “And went back to wherever he came from.”

Sean picked up the cup and took a sip, wincing at the taste.

“Wherever the hell that is.” Monroe added.

The spirit may be gone, but Sean still had to live with its actions. “I still killed three women.” Sean said quietly, unable to keep the guilt out of his voice.

“That wasn’t you.” Rosalee assured him.

Sean put the cup down. “I’m charged with finding the killer. I’ve got half the precinct looking for him.”

“Well, they never found the real Jack the Ripper.” Rosalee reminded him.

Sean sighed. “They’re gonna stop until they find somebody.”

Monroe looked at Rosalee. “That’s a problem.” He said before looking at Sean. “You need a somebody.”

Was Monroe suggesting they find somebody else to take the fall? Even if that were so, who?

***Lorelei’s POV***

It was late. Adalind and Olivia were asleep in their respective beds, while Lorelei was still out in the living room with Bud. Bud had fallen asleep in his armchair, baseball bat across his lap. Lorelei however was still very much awake. As tired as she was, she couldn’t sleep. Not even receiving a call from Rosalee, letting her know that Sean was no longer possessed had any bearing on Lorelei’s ability to sleep. Instead, Lorelei was sitting on the couch, staring mindlessly at the tv. A knock sounded at the door; startling Bud awake. Nick called out, letting Bud know it was him. The eisbiber hurried to the door and opened it, letting Nick, Hank, and surprisingly Trubel into the house.

“Trubel.” Bud said in surprise as the newest Grimm entered the house.

“Hey Bud, Hey Lorelei.” She greeted them. “Bud, I like your bat.”

“Ah, thanks. When did you get back?” Bud asked Trubel. “I mean, uh, welcome back. It’s good to see you, like really good to see you.”

“What’s going on?” Lorelei asked, standing up. If they were here, that meant, something had happened.

Nick turned to Lorelei; a look of sorrow written on his face. “I, uh, gotta tell you something.” He told her. Nick glanced over his shoulder at the others before grabbing her arm and leading her away from them.

“What is it?”

Nick let out a breath. “Mom’s dead. The Royals killed her.”

Lorelei stared at him. “Mom’s…are you sure? What would she be doing in Portland?”

Nick nodded, tears shining in his eyes. “I’m sure. I’m guessing Juliette is working with the Royals and lured her back into town.”

A numb feeling came over Lorelei’s body. Although she didn’t have the relationship that Nick did with her, Lorelei did love her mother. She had been happy she was alive and hoped that one day she would be able to meet her first born grandchild. And now…that would never happen. “Juliette did this?” Lorelei asked faintly.

“I don’t know for sure, but it’s the only thing that makes sense.”

Lorelei looked up at her brother, one thought coming to mind. “Where’s Diana? Mom wouldn’t have come without her.”

Nick shook his head. “I don’t know. I assume the Royals took her.”

God, Lorelei felt sick. Juliette, a woman she considered like a sister was responsible for her mother’s death. She had worked with a family that had caused so much pain. And worse, their mother’s sacrifice was in vain because the Royals had gotten their hands on Diana. Something they had been trying to stop from happening.

Lorelei suddenly became aware of Nick gently shaking her shoulder, calling her name. Her vision focused and she looked at him. “Are you going to be alright?” He asked her.

Lorelei nodded. “Yeah.” She said faintly. “Are you?”

Nick shrugged. “I don’t know.” He stepped away and turned back to Bud. “Where’s Adalind?”

“She’s asleep.” Bud replied.

“I need to talk to her.” Nick said, as Adalind came walking out to the living room.

“About what?” She asked, looking confused.

Nick approached her. “The Royals have Diana.”

Adalind’s eyes widened. “What? I thought she was with your mother?” Adalind asked.

“My mother’s dead.”

Adalind’s eyes widened more, if possible. “Kelly’s dead?”

“Oh no.” Bud said from behind them.

“I’m gonna kill whoever did this.” Nick told Lorelei and Adalind.

“That would be Kenneth.” Adalind advised him. “He took over when the King recalled Viktor to Vienna, and Rispoli, he’s in charge of the Verrat.”

Hank stepped forward. “Where were the Royals staying?” Hank asked her.

“At the penthouse at the Hotel Deluxe. Do you think they’re still there?”

Nick glanced at Hank. “Oh, they couldn’t have known they’d get Diana tonight.” Nick said.

“Nick, I want her back.”

“Can you get into the penthouse?” Hank asked her.

Lorelei glanced back at Adalind. Adalind thought about it. “I think I still have the key.”

“Get ready. We need you to drop something off.” Nick told her.

Adalind headed off to get dressed, as Trubel stepped forward, looking surprised. “She’s pregnant?” She asked Nick.

Nick looked at Trubel. “It’s mine.” He informed her, and Trubel’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Nick, the Royals aren’t gonna stop. They could come looking for you at Monroe and Rosalee’s.” Hank said, looking at Nick in concern before he started heading to the door.

“He’s right. They want you dead.” Trubel said.

Bud stepped closer to them. “We need to warn Monroe and Rosalee.”

“I’ll call them.” Trubel said, but Nick stopped her.

“No. Bring them back here.” He instructed her before looking at Bud. “Do you have any plastic wrap?”

***Adalind’s POV***

When Adalind arrived back at Bud’s house, she found that Bud and Trubel had arrived back with Monroe and Rosalee already. “Where’s Lorelei?” Adalind asked, joining them at the table.

“In her room. She uh, hasn’t really said much.” Bud answered, placing a tray with tea, cups and whatever else was needed for it. Plus pie. Bud’s wife made really good pie.

Adalind nodded. She knew that Lorelei barley knew her mother; she’d been a baby when she had left all those years ago, but she could imagine how she was feeling. Like Adalind, she had a somewhat complicated relationship with her mother. However, despite whatever her feelings had been, the loss still hurt.

“I can’t believe Kelly got killed.” Monroe commented, pouring some more tea into his own cup. “How did that happen?”

“I feel so bad for Nick, and for Lorelei.” Rosalee said, sitting back in her chair, arms crossed. She looked at Trubel. “Were you with him when he found his mother’s body?”

“Yeah, but it wasn’t a body.”

Everyone stared at her. “What?” Monroe asked in surprise.

“They put her head in a box for him to find.” Trubel informed them.

“Oh my god.” Rosalee said. “Animals.”

Adalind had to agree. That was morbid. Poor Nick, it was a horrible way find out about his mother’s death. The Royals were truly twisted. The others seemed to have similar reactions.

“Nick and Lorelei are gonna needs us now, more than ever.” Bud said, looking distressed.

“And Juliette.” Trubel said. “Wait, shouldn’t she be here?”

Everyone looked at her again. “Nick didn’t tell you?” Rosalee asked her.

“There were some side effects to him getting his Grimm back.” Adalind advised her.

Trubel looked her up and down. “Yeah. I remember.” She said, before looking across the Monroe, a questioning look on her face.

“Juliette’s a hexenbiest.” Monroe told her.

Trubel’s jaw dropped. “No way.”

“She torched the trailer, and almost killed Monroe.” Rosalee filled her in.

“And me.” Adalind added, even though she knew no one really cared about that. If Adalind was honest, she did kind of deserve the hate. But she did what she thought she had to do to get Diana back.

“I can’t believe this.” Trubel said.

“Believe it.” Rosalee told her, anger clearly simmering below the surface of the fuschbau.

Monroe suddenly sat up, hushing them as he looked in the direction of the door. “Somebody’s out there.” He whispered, quietly getting up from the table and heading towards the front door.

The others got up as well, with Trubel pulling out a machete. Monroe peered out the door, his shoulders losing some of their tension as he sighed in relief. “It’s Nick and Hank.” He told them, unlocking the door and opening to allow the two detectives to enter.

They headed into the living room, and Adalind followed. “Juliette’s a hexenbiest?” Trubel asked Nick.

“Yeah. And she’s with the Royals.”

“That bitch has my kid.” Adalind asked angrily.

“She helped the Royals take her.” Was Hank’s answer. “We’re going to need you on this.” This was directed toward Trubel.

“You got it.” Trubel said, sheathing her machete. “Never should have left.”

Nick’s phone rang and he answered it. “Wu, I’m putting you on speaker.”

Sergeant Wu’s voice came through the phone. “I triangulated her cell. She’s in North Plains, outside our jurisdiction.”

“I don’t care.” Was Nick’s reply.

“I didn’t think so.” Wu replied in return. “Big gated compound.  Only one road in about a mile off the highway.”

“You got an address?”

 “422 Mountain Estate Drive. I’ll meet you there.”

Nick shook his head. “No, not this time. It’s too risky. I don’t want you getting pulled down with what I have to do.” He said, before hanging up the phone.

Hank looked at Nick. “Considering who’s in the compound, my guess is it’s going to be heavily guarded.”

“How are we going in?” Trubel asked.

Nick looked back at her. “Quietly. We need some things from the shop.”

“I’m coming with you.” Monroe said.

“Me too.” Rosalee added.

“Well, someone needs to stay here with Adalind and Bud just in case.” Nick told them.

Bud stepped forward. “Yeah, yeah, that’s a really good idea, ‘cause if anybody does come here, it’s just me and Adalind, Lorelei, and Olivia, and, and you know the little guy.”

“Lorelei’s still here?” Nick asked.

“Uh yeah, she’s in her room. Hasn’t come out. I should probably check on her, now that I think about it.”

“I’ll stay.” Rosalee volunteered. “I know Lorelei hasn’t been feeling well. It’s probably better to let her rest.”

Nick nodded before heading to the door followed by Trubel, and Hank. Adalind watched as Monroe and Rosalee said goodbye to each other before he also left. Once he had, Rosalee locked the door behind him before turning back to Bud and Adalind. “How are you feeling?” She gently asked Adalind.

Adalind sighed. “Tired, angry, scared.” She said, before turning around and heading back to her own room. Her daughter had been so close, and now…she wondered if she would ever see her again.

Adalind hadn’t been able to fall asleep, so she had moved back to the living room to lie down on the couch. After falling asleep for a while, she woke up to find Rosalee had taken over watch for Bud, who had moved to another armchair. “Has anyone checked on Lorelei?” Adalind asked slowly sitting up.

Rosalee looked at her. “I check in on her before. She seems to be asleep. She didn’t stir when I looked in.”

Adalind nodded. A couple of minutes later, she heard a door open, and Lorelei came walking into the living room. Rosalee stood up. “Hey, how you going?”

Lorelei’s face was pale, and Adalind could see that her eyes were red and puffy, no doubt from crying. “Yeah, been better.” The younger woman replied with a shrug as she came to sit beside Adalind on the couch.

Rosalee suddenly stood up and rushed over to the door, peering out of it. “They’re back.” She told them as she opened the door. Adalind watched as the others filed into the house. Nick’s eyes settling on Adalind.

“What happened?” Bud asked.

“They got away.” Trubel answered.

“All of them?” Bud asked.

“They had a helicopter.” Hank told him as Nick approached Adalind.

“You didn’t get Diana?” Adalind asked Nick, needing him to confirm it.

“I’m sorry.”

Adalind let out a shaky breath, feeling disappointed. She was really hoping they would be able to get Diana back.

“What about Juliette?” Bud asked Nick. “Was she there?”

Nick looked at him, however Trubel answered for him. “She got away too.”

“Oh Nick.” Bud said sadly.

Nick turned around to face the others. “Go back home now.” He told them.

“What about me?” Adalind asked. What was going to happen to her? She couldn’t stay at Bud’s forever. “Where am I supposed to go?”

Nick looked back at her. “Stay here with Bud. Until we wrap all this up.” With a sigh, Nick turned around and headed towards the door.

Hank called out after him. “Nick, you go home. I’ll handle the Captain.”

Nick didn’t say anything. He just nodded and left. Slowly, one by one, the others left as well. And then there was only Adalind, Bud, and Lorelei. However, Lorelei stood up, moving towards the door. “Um. I, uh, need to clear my head. I’m gonna go for a drive. Do you mind if I leave Olivia here?” She asked Bud.

Bud nodded. “Uh, yeah, of course. We’ll keep an eye on her. Do you know how long you’ll be?”

Lorelei shook her head as she grabbed her purse from near the door, placing her phone in it and fishing out her keys. “No. But, uh, there’s formula in the kitchen if I’m not back before she wakes in the morning.”

And like her brother, she left without another word.

***Lorelei’s POV***

Lorelei spent the rest of the night driving around. It was just before dawn when she pulled up at the home she shared with her husband and daughter. Thankfully, Sean didn’t appear to be home. He had tried calling her around midnight, but she hadn’t answered. So, he wouldn’t worry, she had sent him a message letting him know she was fine. No doubt by now he knew about her mother and the groups failure to get Diana back.

Lorelei didn’t feel like talking to or interacting with anybody. She just wanted to be alone to deal with her emotions. And she had a lot. Upon hearing about her mother’s death, Lorelei had found herself feeling numb. Sure, she had cried, hidden away in her room at Bud’s. But overall, she had felt numb. It was only after finding out they hadn’t been able to get Diana back when Lorelei had started to feel the floodgates holding back her emotions start to crack. She felt trapped, desperate to get away from everyone. Fear, anger, rage, sadness, grief, hatred, so many emotions that had been building up over the past week. It felt like everything was crashing down on her at once.

As Lorelei entered the house, Molly came running up to her followed closely by Daisy. She briefly greeted the pets, locking the door behind her as she trudged towards the living room, setting the alarm again before she dropped down onto the couch. Letting out a loud sigh, Lorelei put her head in her hands, covering her face, as tears started to pour down her face and a sob erupted. Lorelei had barely begun to let go when she was interrupted by the doorbell ringing. She looked up. Who the hell was visiting at this time of the morning? Feeling pissed off her breakdown was being interrupted, Lorelei got up and stalked angrily over the panel to see who was standing at their door through the security camera. A man was standing at the door. He seemed tall, though not as tall as Sean. He was dressed in all black and seemed to have dark blonde hair. It looked like he was carrying something, something large and covered by blanket. “What do you want?” Lorelei asked through the intercom, as she slid her gun out from her waistband.

The man glanced towards the camera. “I am looking for Sean Renard.” He said in an accented voice. “It’s important that I see him.”

“What do you want with him?”

The man paused. “Are you Lorelei? His wife?”

Lorelei glared at the man through the camera, even though he couldn’t see her. “And what if I am?”

The man glanced behind, stepping closer to the camera. “My name is Meisner, and I come bearing an important package.”

Lorelei froze. She recognised that name. He was the one who worked with Sean to get Adalind and Diana out of Vienna and then Europe. What was he doing here? “What’s the package?” Lorelei got out, her throat thick and she felt a new emotion bubbling up within her. Hope.

Meisner stepped even closer to the camera, glancing behind him again, before he lifted the blanket up slightly off what he was holding. Lorelei caught a glimpse of blond hair. No, it couldn’t be. “Wait there.” Lorelei told him before dashing towards the door, trying to slow her breathing down.

Gun still gripped tightly in her hand, ready to use it in case she was wrong, Lorelei opened the door and stepped back, allowing Meisner to enter. Once he was in, she quickly shut the door and locked it before turning to face the man.

“Thank you. I can’t afford for anyone to see us. If anyone knew she was here…” He trailed off, completely removing the blanket covering the small child he was holding.

Lorelei stared at the small child, a little girl, who looked to be about three or four years old. It shouldn’t be possible. She wasn’t that much older than Olivia. But Lorelei knew. It was her. Diana.