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Alexander (Grimm) - Oneshot

Alexander has heard about a lot of outrageous requests, but he never thought he’d be a part of this one.

“You’d like me to babysit?”

His face displayed confusion.

Whenever Nick Burkhardt showed up, he almost always expected some kind of chaos. Yet this time the situation seemed less like impending catastrophe.

“Trust me if I had someone else I would ask. We’re about to head on vacation for the next three weeks. I found her and she needs someone who knows about this. You’re a minister now. Since you have a base here in Portland I figured you were the best bet. Plus the council wants us to cooperate right. Grimms and Wesen. This is the perfect place to start.”

When he decided to rebuild the organization, he didn’t really see babysitting as one of the more crucial parts of that.

“I am still confused. What is so special about this woman?”

“Oh, she’s a Grimm. Distant cousin I think.”

He said it so casually and Alexander’s expression just remained blank. This must have been some type of joke.

“Just so I understand your request, you would like me to babysit a Grimm. A possible relative of yours who no doubt could decapitate me at any time.”

Nick shook his head.

“Don’t worry, she’s more of a lover, not a fighter. That’s why I need you to look after her. You don’t have to watch her around the clock. Just, keep an eye on her.”

Alexander still didn’t look enthusiastic.

“Anyway, thanks again.”

Nick went rushing out the room and Alexander followed, only to be blocked by a woman that was now peering at him curiously. He caught the end of Nick’s jacket as he rushed to the staircase. Alexander growled inwardly.

“Burkhardt.”

He was clearly displeased. His eyes moved back to the very reason for his annoyance.

You blinked, wearing a small smile.

“Nice to meet you, I’m (Y/N) Reinhardt. You must be Alexander.”

He could already feel the migraine forming.

Despite his displeasure with the situation, he did as Nick asked. After all, he had stopped a revolution. The least he could do was do this simple task. Alexander wrote down the address for both his office and home. Handing it to you. Since Rosalee, Monroe and the rest of Nick’s crew were off to vacation, he couldn’t exactly ask for a hand. So he gave you his number.

“This is my main office. If you need anything, you’re free to stop by. I cannot bodyguard you everyday, so I encourage you to avoid placing yourself in situations where you will be a target for Wesen.”

“I won’t have to fight, right? Wesen I mean.”

He thought it was a joke, but you seemed generally concerned at the thought.

“You’ve never fought a wesen before?”

“What! Of course not! Why would I go around beating up random people? Do I look like a psycho?”

He had half the mind to tell you that your ancestors did in fact run around decapitating his kind. But from your anxiety of just fighting one, he figured the idea of death might just make you faint. He didn’t need the extra work.

“Where do you work?”

You perked up.

“At the vet. I love animals. I’m interning. I’m hoping one day to open my own clinic.”

The way your face lit up almost made him forget that you were a descendant of trained killers.

“Give me your address. Burkhardt would be disappointed if he returned and I’d failed at something so simple.”

You nodded, giving him the necessary information.

“So you’re pretty important huh? Nick said you were some kind of minister. Also this Wesen Council I’m assuming is filled with just Wesen. What do you guys do exactly? How many Wesen are there in the world? Are there more like you? Does it hurt when you woge? It looks like it hurts.”

With every question he could feel a notch of his patience slip away. Surely if his ancestors could see him now they would be rolling in their graves.

“I have to go. Call me if you have any questions.”

He just walked away and you shrugged, heading back to your day job.

For the first week, nothing spectacular happened. You would stop by the office after you got off your shift and just ask him a long list of questions. Luckily he’d learned to multitask, so he still got his work done. But your presence was still very much a distraction. Especially when you showed up unannounced and he had to deal with..

“A GRIMM!!”

The scream echoed throughout the building and he heard a crash from the hallway. His instinct was to rush to you to explain the situation. Most of the ministers were aware of the union, but many of the employees still had a hard time adjusting. He broke the corner just in time to see you scrambling in his direction.

He intended to lecture you for being careless, but you ran right into his chest, holding onto him desperately. He didn’t realize until he looked down that you were crying. It took him a second to gather himself and when he pulled you back, there was a scratch on your cheek, the blood running down. You looked absolutely terrified and he felt anger bubble in his chest when he saw your attacker follow after.

“Benjamin!”

Alexander’s tone was firm, and you moved behind him when you saw the man who’d attacked you. He was still woge.

A balam.

He changed back when he heard the call, stopping right in front of Alexander.

“S-She’s a Grimm!”

“I am aware. I’m sure you’ve been briefed. If not I insist that you become more acquainted with the policies. Burkhardt and any others associated with him are our allies. Any harm to her will result in unsavory consequences.” Alexander’s eyes glowed and Benjamin swallowed, taking a step back.

“I-I apologize sir. It won’t happen again.”

“See that it doesn’t.”

Nothing else was said. Benjamin casted a look in your direction before he nodded, turning and walking away. Once his form disappeared, Alexander turned to you fully.

“I informed you that whenever you come you must let me know in advance. It’s dangerous for you even here. We were once infiltrated by extremists. I’ve been diligent about the individuals within the organization but we can’t get reckless.”

You still looked shaken, but you nodded.

“Y-Yes. I-I’m sorry. I should have called.”

You were still holding onto his sleeve and he noticed that your entire body was shaking. He couldn’t help but observe how different you were from what he expected. They were always told that Grimms were to be feared. They lacked nothing. They were strong, ambitious, driven and dangerous. Not to ever be taken lightly.

Without compassion.

After meeting Nick, he realized that those previous claims were wrong. But with you, it seemed to instill just that. Above all else, Grimms were still people. Like all of them. Even more so with you. Your knowledge of their world was vague, if even that. He never thought he’d be responsible for protecting the very thing he was taught to fear.

“Reinhardt.”

You looked up at him shakily and he felt sympathetic at how scared you truly were. That had obviously been your first aggressive encounter with a Wesen.

“I gave Burkhardt my word, I will protect you.”

Your eyes held a certain type of vulnerability. As you looked at him, he saw it, the trust you’d placed in him. You nodded, and he intended to carry you to clean the cut, but you hugged him again and he froze.

“Thank you.”

Your hands were wrapped around him, and he couldn’t get his body to move. He just stood there, feeling a bit strange at the warmth that ran through his chest as you held him. Before he realized it, he was returning the embrace.

He didn't dwell on it.

The second week it was much more calm.

You always sent a text before you showed up and he made a habit of meeting you in the lobby to ensure no more scuffles happened. It seemed that after the encounter you became somewhat glued to his side. You still badgered him with questions, but whenever you looked at him, there was a twinkle in your eyes he wasn’t fully familiar with. 

At least not from a Grimm.

“So you’re Wesen too right? What kind?”

He was filling out a document when you asked the question.

“I am Pflichttreue.”

You straightened in your seat.

“Loyal, dutiful, ambitious.”

The way you listed it off sounded like something you recited from a book. He looked up and you smiled awkwardly.

“Sorry. I’ve been reading the books. I got a few from my grandmother along with a lot of other stuff. I always thought they were just artifacts. I guess there was more to it than that.”

He’d heard of Grimm collections. He could only imagine what some people would do to get their hands on that.

“You should place those items in a secure place. Some Wesen would kill to obtain or destroy those items."

You smiled.

“Don’t worry, they're safe. Nick told me the same thing.”

You half expected him to ask you where these books were, but instead he’d warned you to keep them safe.

“You’re a pretty nice guy aren't you Alexander. Most people would have just pretended to do this, but you’ve been looking out for me. I appreciate it.”

You were fiddling with your sleeve. He caught the action.

“I know by Grimm standards I’m pretty much a disappointment. I’ve seen Nick and Trubel. They're both strong and fearless. I admire them and I get why they do what they do but I..I still don’t get why Wesen and Grimms have to be enemies. Can’t we all just get along?”

The question was not one he’d fully considered. If he hadn’t met Nick he would still be on the opposite side of things. Grimms were the only beings on earth capable of seeing past the mask. That’s why they were dangerous.

He’d like to say that the Grimms were the villains of the stories, but they weren’t completely at fault. There were Wesen out there that were merciless. Some that needed the fear of someone that could stand up to them. No one involved was without blame. You were still new to all that came with your abilities, so he expected such a naive point of view.

“In this world there is good and evil. It is often hard to distinguish between which side we are on. Are the Grimms right for eradicating Wesen? Are we wrong for living up to our true natures? There is too much to account for. Too much that the world cannot control. All we can truly do is survive.”

From the way your face fell, that clearly wasn’t the answer you wanted. At the moment, he couldn’t provide much more.

Week three he was the one who stopped by your place of work. He hadn’t seen you for three days. Although you texted that you were alright, he needed to verify. Just for a piece of mind. Walking in, he asked to see you. Sitting patiently he waited with some other customers. When you walked out wearing scrubs, he could see your surprise at his visit.

“Alexander?”

“Ms. Reinhardt, are you free for lunch, I would like to treat you.”

You looked hesitant, but you still agreed.

“I get a break in ten minutes. Do you mind waiting?”

He shook his head.

“Okay, I’ll be out soon.”

You were heading back and he watched you go. There was something in his gut that twisted at the sight of you disappearing into the other room. He didn’t understand why his stomach churned at the idea of you away from him. Maybe it was his duty to the promise he made. He tried not to dwell on it as he took a seat, waiting.

On cue, ten minutes later you were dressed more casually, purse in hand. You smiled at the receptionist as you left for your break. Alexander followed at your side.

The trip to the cafe nearby was quiet. He couldn’t read why you seemed less cheery than usual. There was an almost sullen atmosphere around you. Before you could step inside he took your wrist, leading you to the side, out of earshot of others.

“Has something happened?”

You just shook your head.

“Nothing happened, everything is fine.”

You managed a smile, but he could see the sadness behind it. He couldn’t understand the reason.

“If that is true, then why are you distant? Why do you seem sad?”

You swallow. It seems you were struggling to keep up the facade you were trying so hard to maintain. Your lips quivered. It finally looked like too much for you to hide.

“D-Do you hate me Alexander?”

He was puzzled.

“Where is this coming from, I do not understand why you would-”

“Do you hate me!”

This time you were yelling and a woman that passed by stared. He was lost, completely and utterly lost. When he saw the tears begin to form in your eyes, he felt defeated. Why did any personal feelings he had for you matter?

His only job was to watch you until Burkhardt came back. That was all. His like or dislike should not even be a factor yet..watching you so hurt at the idea of him hating you did something to him. He could almost feel your pain.

He took your shoulders gently and you looked up at him.

“I do not hate you.”

It was the most honest he’d been with himself in ages. There was instant relief in your eyes.

“Really..”

Alexander nodded.

“There is nothing in this world that would make me hate someone as compassionate as you.”

He meant it too. Maybe it was due to how different we were compared to the stories and assumptions that he heard. Possibly the way you looked at him. Like he wasn’t some soldier, or an assassin, or even a minister fighting for a world of peace among Wesen. You didn’t see those attributes. To you, everyone was just a person. Not the beast that was hidden. But souls that deserved to have everything, regardless of how different they were.

“Do you hate me?”

You shook your head immediately, and he found himself smiling. There was also the aspect of your honesty. How easy it was to read you. How transparent you were with him.

“I am glad.”

For the time being, that felt like enough.

At the end of week four, Nick had returned and expressed his thanks. He was pleased that you were safe and seemed generally more sure of your place given the situation. Alexander knew then that there was really no reason for him to continue to see you. That’s why he didn’t understand why he was now standing in Rosalee’s shop, hoping to see you.

“Alexander? What’s wrong?”

Nick looked ready for just about any terrible news and Alexander laughed internally at the irony. His reaction had been quite the same when he came in unexpectedly.

Monroe and Rosalee came out of the back room, and when he saw you follow behind with a smile on your face, he felt instant relief. He hadn’t seen you for a while since Nick returned and he realized at that moment that he’d gotten used to you coming to his office. Asking him questions. Making observations.

You looked over when you saw him, surprise rushing over your features.

“Alexander, is something wrong?”

He moved to your side, shaking his head. He realized then why he had been having such reactions to you. His focus on his work and need to carry out his duties had left him oblivious to how quickly his feelings for you had started to change.

How easily he’d fallen for you.

“I needed to see you.”

You tilt your head and Nick seems just as curious.

“Why?”

He just smiled.

“Because I cannot seem to stop thinking about you Ms. Reinhardt.”

The admission took a minute to sink in, but when it did, heat rushed to your cheeks like the eruption of a volcano. You were blushing and stuttering incoherently and his smile just grew wider. Monroe and Nick looked a bit awkward, and Rosalee just wore a soft smile at the very sweet moment.

“W-We’ll just leave you two alone.” Monroe blurted, taking Rosalee’s hand. Nick nodded, making a sharp turn following him into the backroom. The double doors closed, but it did nothing to stop the flush on your face.

“I apologize if I am being too forward.”

You shook your head bashfully.

“I-It’s okay. I appreciate the honesty.”

Your voice was somewhat small. Alexander took a step forward and you could feel the quick increase of your pulse. You seem to truly process just how tall he was compared to you. His stature, his values, those eyes..you were weak.

“I would very much like to see you often, not out of an obligation, but a choice. One I hope that you share.”

You nod, because you wanted nothing more than to see him. Be with him. The fact that he was standing here making such a request meant more to you than he’ll ever know.

“I..I want that too..”

You caught the quick flash in his eyes and you swallow. Alexander smirked.

“Would it be too bold of me to make another request?”

You were so distracted by his eyes that you barely processed the question.

“A request..”

It was a mutter.

Alexander nodded, hand lifting as he placed it delicately on your cheek. You all but held your breath when his thumb brushed your lower lip. Before you could think of a response, he leaned in. The softness of his lips felt almost illegal. He shouldn’t have tasted so good, smelled so heavenly.

You pulled in a sharp breath through your nose and his hand moved to your waist, pulling you slightly off the ground and flushed to his body. Your fingers flattened against his suit, relishing in the feel of muscle. You always suspected there was something that his neat tailored suits covered up.

Your hands reached up, wrapping around his neck as you returned his kiss with equal amount of passion. Your hands went from feeling to grabbing. Alexander groaned and you moaned yourself when your back knocked into a shelf. A few of the bottles jingled, but neither of you pulled away.

You were pawing at his body, and he was doing quite the same. This time you were the one who pushed and Alexander grinned into the kiss, just as he knocked a bottle to the floor. You were trying to push his suit jacket off his body when Nick and the others walked into the room to find out what the commotion was.

“H-Hey! No sex in the shop!!” Monroe yelled.

Neither of you responded, still kissing feverishly as another bottle hit the floor. Nick winced. Both at the sight of both of you going at it like teenagers and the damage to Rosalee’s shop. Monroe turned back to Nick.

“You’re paying for this.”

“Why me!!”

“Because you’re the one who did this!” 

He pointed to the both of you, still making out shamelessly.

Nick scratched the back of his head.

In hindsight, he made a pretty good cupid. 

[dc41896]

Knockout

Pairing: Dorn(Alexander Ludwig)xBlack Reader

Warnings: Mentions of harassment but fluff other than that!

“Bro, if you stare any harder you’re gonna burn holes in her back,” Rafe laughed taking a sip of his drink. “Stop being chicken and ask her out already!”

“Hey don’t be mean! But I do agree though that you should say something,” Kelly sweetly smiled, lightly nudging the gentle giant with her elbow.

“Trust me I want to, but I don’t know. I don’t want to seem like some creep trying to hit on her.”

“Well you better figure it out, because here she comes,” Rafe states, nodding his head in your direction.

“Hey guys! Everything still ok?” With your curly hair pulled up in a ponytail on the top of your head, graphic tee and jean shorts paired with your converse, Dorn thought you were the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

So far, every time him and his friends/partners came to Oasis, they had you as their waitress, and each time he felt his heart beat quicken as soon as you walked up to the table. Always cheery with a warm smile on your face, your warmth instantly brought a smile to his face as well.

There was no denying that he was fully smitten, and his friends hoped and wished he would do something already.

“Yea we’re good! I see it’s a busy night tonight,” Kelly answered.

“Yea with there being a basketball and football game tonight everybody’s come out, which has its high and low points,” you softly laugh before directing your attention to Dorn. “While I’m here, do you want me to top off your drink?”

“No it’s ok I don’t want your top off-No! I mean you don’t have to top me off! I swear that’s what I meant I’m so sorry!”

“It’s ok! Trust me I’ve heard worse. Well if you need anything just wave me over or yell for me,” you smile before visiting your other tables.

“Smooth Dorn,” Rafe laughs before being smacked in the arm by Kelly, who was trying her best not to laugh but failing. Feeling heat rise to his cheeks, he lays his head on the table feeling like the dumbest man in all of Miami.

“She definitely thinks I’m weird now.”

“I doubt that. It was a simple mix up of words it happens to everyone Dorn, don’t beat yourself up about it. Plus she even said it’s ok!,” Kelly smiled patting him on the back.

“Yea don’t beat yourself up man, hey want to know what’ll make you feel better? More drinks!,” Rafe suggests holding up his empty glass.

“Oh no please don’t make her come back over here yet.”

“Ok then, you can go get us 3 beers which is perfect timing since she’s at the bar now so hop to it!” Handing their empty glasses to him while flashing innocent smiles, Dorn glares at the two before reluctantly standing up to retrieve their drinks.

“Just be cool and everything will be fine,” he thought to himself as he arrived at the bar, trying his best to relax.

“Oh did you guys call me over? Sorry about the wait, I was trying to get receipts ready for a couple tables,” you answer, pushing your thin glasses up from sliding on your nose.

“No you’re fine! Since you were already up here I thought it’d be better to get refills now so you don’t have to go back and forth.”

“Oh that’s sweet of you to think that, but it’s ok it’s part of the job,” you smile taking the glasses from him to fill.

“There’s my favorite waitress!!,” an older, very drunk man businessman clad in his he suit greets standing next to Dorn. “You’re looking beautiful as always!”

“Thanks,” you quickly smile, focusing back on the three drinks. Although you were smiling, Dorn could sense it wasn’t your typical warm and friendly one, but one out of discomfort causing his protective instincts to kick in.

“What no hug today?” The man slurs reaching out to touch your hand but not succeeding from your quick yet smooth movements out of his reach.

“Here I’ll bring your drinks to the table,” you smile to Dorn making your way from behind the bar. He would’ve protested and said that he could carry them, but having a feeling that you wanted to get away from the drunk at the bar he let you lead the way.

“Aww don’t be like that! Here let me make it up to you!” Stumbling up to you and grabbing your waist, Dorn quickly grabs the man by his arm sitting him back down in his barstool.

“Listen man relax, just leave her alone ok?”

“Why don’t we wait for her to tell me, which I’m sure won’t happen until after we’ve had a little fun,” he winks in your direction, smugly laughing.

Within the blink of an eye, the man was pinned face down on the bar with Dorn pressing his muscular arm into his neck. Glass falling from the counter and shattering causing everyone to look where the commotion was coming from.

“Instead, how about you leave her alone or your face gets permanently etched into this bar from how hard I’ll smash it in?! How’s that sound?”

“Alright both of you out! Now!,” your boss, Ricky yells walking up to the three of you.

“I ain’t do nothing! It’s Mr. Big Guns over here with the problem!,” the man shouts as Dorn lets him up, pushing him but not making the wall of a man move.

“Now you wouldn’t want to go to jail for assaulting an officer would you sir?,” Rafe asks flashing his badge along with Kelly and Dorn doing the same.

“Ricky this one was just helping me out of a situation caused by drunken fury over here,” you explain. “If anyone needs to get kicked out it’s him.”

“You heard the lady, out!,” Ricky yells at the drunk before leading him outside. Everyone returning to what they were doing and enjoying their nights, you busied yourself cleaning up the broken glass on the ground.

“Here let me help. Sorry about that I didn’t mean for stuff to get broken,” Dorn softly smiles holding the dust pan for you as you sweep.

“Thanks and you don’t have to apologize. You helped get that perv off my back and I really appreciate it, um..”

“Dorn.”

“Dorn. Like I said I really appreciate what you did for me back there,” you smile, lightly touching his arm. Although small, feeling your skin against his made his whole body light up as if he was the star on top of a Christmas tree.

He honestly never wanted you to let go, but when you did the feeling lingered making him instinctively touch the same spot himself.

“It’s no problem. I mean I am a cop after all, I’m supposed to protect and serve,” he smiles brushing off his shoulder and making you giggle.

Standing up, you finally notice how he truly towers over you, making you feel small. Not in the intimidating way though, but that you felt protected and just wanted him by your side wherever you went.

“Well um I guess I better get back to my friends,” he speaks, running a hand through his blonde hair. “I’m sure they’ll want to leave soon, but if you need anything while we’re here you can always come get me or one of us.”

“Yea I uh better get back to work, and thanks I’ll keep that in mind.” Sharing a small wave with each other, you turn to go back behind the bar, but not before taking a slight risk.

“Actually Dorn...I was wondering if maybe you wouldn’t mind staying a bit longer? I mean not that I don’t feel safe but it’s just that guy-,”

“Say no more, if you want me to stay I’ll stay.”

“Great! I mean um great. You can sit at the bar if you want or stay at the table it’s up to you. Also I only have about 3 more hours if that’s ok.”

“There’s no rush take all the time you need. Just let me go tell them where I’ll be.”

Walking to the table, Dorn felt like he had just won the lottery and the final showcase on the Price is Right. A bigger smile had never appeared on his face than the one across his lips now.

“I was about to ask were you ok, but from that look I see you’re doing very well!,” Kelly smirks.

“You got the digits didn’t you?!,” Rafe asks, smirk also spread across his face.

“No I didn’t, but I did get asked to hang back until she gets off work so have a good night guys and see you at work tomorrow!,” he smiles picking up his jacket and drink before going back to the bar where you were standing.

“Aww look at them, they’re so cute!,” Kelly gushes propping her head against her hand.

“Yea they do. Ohh I wonder if they date can we get free drinks?!,” Rafe asks before being smacked in the arm again by Kelly.

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[fearlessparabatai]

There was a point when you just wanted to give up. Despite all the horror of realizing that vampires were real and they had kiddnaped you, you had never given up fighting. There were other girls with you. Some let themself got bitten by these monsters, others had been taken from their cells and never came back. You always fought back, no matter what they tried. You never gave in, even when it meant that they kicked back.

But even your power started to fade eventually. You were only human after all and you knew you would soon die or would be brought to the same place as the other girls. When almost all your hope was gone you heard fighting noises. Maybe you were already dead or just hallucinating the tall guy. Who did fought with a bow and arrow nowadays? Whatever it was, he was fast, killing the vampires before they could even reach him. You were sure you were dreaming. This all couldn’t end well for you. After all, it was a living nightmare. Soon all the vampires were dead and the guy looked at you. You flinched when he came closer and wanted to touch you but you feared to really wake up, being alone again, surrounded by the vampires.

“It’s okay. You are safe now.” “Who are you?”, you gave back with a shaking voice. “An Angel?” He clearly looked like one. Like a fighting, raging one who was here to protect you. He smiled softly. “Not really.” His hand lowering softly on your own. He didn’t disappear. He really was here. “I’m Alec. Come on. I’m taking you out of here.” 

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[skylarmoon71]

Alexander (Grimm) - Extra

“Here you go.”

Placing the documents on the table, you stood in the main room with the other ministers. Alexander caught your eye and you sent him a proud smile. You looked so happy to do such a minor task and he couldn’t help but find it cute. Some of the other ministers were wearing similar smiles.

“Alexander, if your assistant continues to be this endearing one of us may very well steal her.” Benedict jokes.

Laughter erupted in the room as you blushed at the words. Most of his colleagues were aware of your relationship, as well as your identity. It had taken a while for everyone to adjust, given the history of your ancestors you knew it wouldn’t be immediate. But, slowly everyone seemed to be getting more comfortable. You figured it was a little easier since you were more mellow than what they would have expected.

“I’m inclined to agree that she is quite irresistible.”

Your face seemed to turn a few shades darker as you excused yourself.

More than anything he appreciated it. You had asked to help more around the office. You wanted to learn more about his world, as well as your own. So after your shifts at the clinic you were eager to meet him. He had to admit that it was nice. He had a lot more to look forward to when he worked.

Once the meeting was over he returned to his office. Upon entry he caught you organizing some of the folders on his desk. The pile was on a tray, ordered alphabetical from the looks of it. You perked up the second you saw him.

“Alexander, I just got done with this stack.” You gestured to it with a happy smile and he mentally thanked whatever power had blessed him with such a beautiful thing as your companionship. More often than not he had to deal with the tough parts that came with the Wesen world, but seeing your face so bright and full of hope, it made him believe that anything was possible. His relationship with you was enough proof of that.

“I appreciate the assistance.” He closed the door, briefcase in hand as he placed it on the desk and walked around to take a seat. He assumed you would do the same, but you were rocking on your heels in your spot. Looking up he raised a brow.

“Is something the matter?”

He saw your cheeks tint red as you looked down at your hands that you were now fidgeting with.

“S-Since I’ve been working so well I was..hoping to get a reward..”

From your shy words he had a feeling he knew exactly what you were insinuating. His lips stretched into a smirk.

“Oh, is that so?”

You nodded, still refusing to look directly at him. After your little make out session at Rosalee’s shop it was funny that you were still this bashful.

“Very well, I’ll give you a reward. Come here.” He turned his chair and you shuffled over immediately as he held out his arms. In a matter of seconds you were in his lap and he grinned, running a hand through your hair. You released a content sigh. He had a feeling this is what you were getting at.

“That feels nice..” You mutter. You always seemed to crave the feel of his fingers in your hair.

“I’m glad you’re satisfied.”

It was clear that you were, but he couldn’t help but be a bit mischievous. He pressed a kiss just to the back of your neck and smiled when he felt your pulse increase. His hand moved lower, one settling on your stomach and other pushing your hair to the side so he could plant as many kisses to your skin as he wanted. 

Your sigh had changed into an appreciative hum and he didn’t fully expect it when you turned your body slightly. You reached for him and he was a bit surprised when you pressed a hungry kiss to his lips. He cupped your cheek, leaning in as he returned it.

He saw no harm in indulging. He was on break after all.

Work carried on as usual.

Small steps had been taken to protect the peace. The following day he felt a bit more energized. Partly because he knew he would see you later in the afternoon and partly because all the work to promote an alliance with Grimms and Wesen was going much better than expected.

Taking a seat at the table, he started laying out plans as he pulled opinions from the others around. For the most part it was productive, except a member representing a prominent council in the south region was being a bit of a bigot. Alexander knew that not every Wesen would be so willing to accept working with Grimms, but every word spoken felt like a jab and he was starting to lose his patience. Benedict had sent him a look with a pat on his shoulder for support.

“Next we will be hosting tea parties and fraternizing with the Grimms. “ The man’s boisterous laughter earned none in return.

Alexander’s eyes were glowing in agitation and Benedict spoke up to maintain the peace.

“That is enough Mr. Visser. We’ve already informed you of this alliance. Our main priority is world peace. If we remain small minded are we not the same as those of Black Claw? The Grimm has assisted us on more than one occasion. The scandal when those remains were found and Detective Burkhardt not only stopped the desecration but helped Alexander properly laid those to rest. Then again in Portland when he stopped the uproar of what would have been the world’s most devastating revolution. How much more evidence do you need to see that the Grimm is on our side?”

Visser scoffed.

“You all are so easily impressed. That Grimm did what he had to in his own interest.”

Alexander stood abruptly.

“I will not listen to any more of your slander. If you refuse to work with us then we will have nothing to do with your branch.”

Visser just grinned.

“I suppose I should not be surprised since you are bedding a Grimm.”

Visser’s taunt made Alexander woge and Benedict rushed to grab his shoulder.

“Alex, calm down, it is clear he is just trying to get a rise out of you.”

Alexander still looked dangerously angry. That expression seemed to change when they heard the door open. You walked in with a tray of drinks and a happy smile. That smile dropped when you saw what appeared to be an argument. Alexander’s state caused worry.

Visser’s eyes shifted in your direction, a bit startled when he saw the darkness encompass your irises.

“It is true..”

Visser suddenly woge and when he changed and lounged for you, Alexander moved to protect. Visser’s claws were extended and when he struck, the contents of your tray dropped as you used it clumsily as a defense. Gasps echoed throughout the room and you stumbled back unto your back, staring up in fear as another attack was about to be delivered. Before he could swing, Alexander had grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and threw him all the way across the room.

Visser’s back connected with the wall on the opposite side of the room, right before he crashed to the ground with a yell of pain. He rolled over, changing back and Alexander roared, claws still drawn. He’d barely managed to collect himself when he turned to you. Eyes still glowing yellow, he looked down at your form that was cowering on the ground. You were terrified and for a moment he couldn’t tell if it was because of Visser or him.

His expression evened out into a more calm manner and a part of him thought you would take off and run, but you’d jumped to your feet and dove right into his arms. He was stunned for good reason. He knew how you felt about violence. If anything he would have understood your fear, but you were holding him like your life depended on it. With a few slow breaths, he steadied his heart rate, turning his head as he changed back, fur retracting into his skin. Now that he was no longer baring teeth and showing claws, he slowly wrapped his arms around you, relieved.

The entire situation was a bit messy. Thankfully another member of the south region had personally reached out and apologized for Visser’s behavior. Benedict had opted to handle the situation. It was clear that after the day you both had, retiring for the remainder of the evening was the best choice.

You were seated on Alexander’s couch as he brought a blanket and draped it over your legs. You took it with a small thanks and he worked up a small smile. He wasn’t really sure how to look you in the eyes now. It was silly, he knew that, but for an instant he felt what it would have been like if your horrified gaze was indeed directly at him. With a sigh he brushed it to the back of his mind.

“I will put on some tea.”

He moved to step away.

“I’m not afraid of you.”

Those words caused him to freeze in place.

“I might be naive but I’m not stupid. Since we got back you haven’t so much as looked at me.”

He should have known that you would see through it. When he felt your hand grasp his wrist softly he felt that tightness in his chest. The entire time he’d been the one scared.

“Look at me Alexander.”

His heart felt heavy, but he turned slowly, looking at you. You greeted him with nothing but a smile.

“You protected me, you’ve always protected me. I know you and I trust you. You would never hurt me.”

Those soft assurances, that’s all it took. In a matter of seconds he was right next to you, pulling you into his arms. You giggled as he sat down, practically squishing you into his broad chest. 

The sound provided the relief he needed and the tenseness in his body just fell away as he leaned back on the couch with you in his arms. You ran your hand down his arm soothingly as you cuddled into his chest.

“I’m usually against violence but it was kind of hot the way you threw that guy across the room.”

The statement made him look down and you were blushing. Alexander couldn’t help himself, he kissed you, relishing in the way you responded eagerly. 

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Alexander (Grimm) - Crossover AU - Chapter 1

“I hope there is a reason for this Burkhardt.”

Although the friction between them had been mended when Alexander took over and rebuilt the organization, he’d learned that good news rarely came with this group. Especially since he was asked to come down from the Netherlands.

“You said you needed help with your case. A rogue wesen trying to start up the whole black claw situation. Since we’d all like to avoid that, I called in a personal favor. The timing was great since she recently joined our department as a consultant.” Nick explained.

Standing in the empty interrogation room with Sean, Hank and Nick, Alexander waited for an explanation. The door opened before anything else could be said and his eyes moved to the woman. You nodded at Nick.

“Wu told me I could find you here. Just tell me where you need me.” You spoke.

Alexander thought it was a joke.

“Really, my men ran through numerous interrogation tactics and you think this woman can crack him?” 

His voice was overly condescending, but you tried not to take it personally.

Nick stepped forward.

“She’s one of us, she knows everything and she’s good.”

You appreciated Nick’s words, but Alexander still didn’t look very convinced.

“It’s not surprising that brute force would not work. These men fight for a cause. It’s rooted in their personal values, their beliefs. I’m sure I don’t have to explain how dangerous that is?”

Alexander narrowed his eyes.

“And you believe that you can break a man that is unbreakable? You have quite the ego.”

“No one person or thing is unbreakable. With the right tools you can take apart anything.”

“How naive.” He counters.

You move closer, looking him over. He just watches, stance firm.

“Your upbringing was probably tough, from your posture someone would guess military or special forces, but you’re way too prim for that. You lost a parent, possibly at a young age. When you joined the organization, you were impressionable. You saw traits that were similar to what your father displayed, so you had no problem devoting your life to it.”

There’s a clear adjustment in his posture. His eyes waver for a moment and you just smile, continuing your assessment.

“No ring, so you’re unattached. From the lack of color in your attire I would say you’ve been alone for a while. Your job requires someone willing to adapt to your lifestyle, you’d also need someone you can trust wholeheartedly, especially since a lot of your work requires espionage tasks. Am I warm?”

If he didn’t believe before, he sure does now.

“I’d appreciate it if you didn’t insult my skills before you had a chance to see them. Men like you are child’s play. Predictable. I’ll have a better challenge with our criminal.” You turn from Alexander, looking at Nick.

“Which room is he in?”

“Interrogation three.”

You nod.

“I’ll have your confession in five minutes.” 

You move to the door without another word. When it closes, Alexander just gapes.

“Who..was that?”

Nick just gives a smile.

“(Y/N), (Y/N) Jane.”

He made a mental note to do a thorough background check.

Alexander assumed that you’d done your research, it was the only thing that made sense. But when five minutes rolled around, you walked out the interrogation room and they all caught a glimpse of their suspect with his head on the table as he wept. You were holding the pad in your hands with all the necessary information. You walked right up to Nick’s desk, holding it out.

“We have all the names of the men he’s been in contact with. They have another attack planned, date and time are attached along with the millionaire who’s been sponsoring their endeavors.”

Nick was wearing a wide smile and Hank gave you a pat on the shoulder.

“Good work psychic.”

You just laugh.

“I keep telling you I’m not psychic.”

Alexander was still peering at you curiously.

“If not psychic then what, you must be a witch.”

There was a subtle accusation in his voice.

“I’m not a Hexenbeist Alexander, it’s all about observation. You should try it rather than judging people just from their appearance. By the way, I wouldn’t recommend eating that chocolate bar, the machine has been down for ages. Who knows how old that candy is.”

You held out your hand, and he just gaped at the five dollar bill he’d left in his pocket specifically for the treat.

Heading back to the couch at the far end, you laid down. Both Nick and Hank were laughing at the bewildered expression on Alexander’s face.

“I think you pissed her off. " Hank said.

“Good luck.” Nick added.

Alexander realized at that moment that he would need more than luck. 

Especially dealing with you. 

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Alexander (Grimm) - Crossover AU - Chapter 34

Nick seemed pretty proud of himself after. 

All you could do was laugh. He realized how miserable you were without Alexander, so obviously he took matters into his own hands. With a pat on the shoulder, he’d bid goodbye as Alexander took you home. He’d kept one hand on the wheel and the other interlocked with your hand.

It was sweet.

When you finally made it home, he encouraged you to have a shower while he did the same. He’d just gotten back from a flight overseas, so it was the least that you could do.

“When you’re out of the shower I’ll make you a cup of tea.”

You smiled, leaving a kiss on his cheek as you nodded gratefully, heading for your bedroom as Alexander made it to the guest room.

The second the water touched your skin, your mind felt like it had drifted away. Running through all that happened. You hadn’t realized how long you’d been in there until you heard his call.

“(Y/N).”

The door opens slowly and you pause when he steps through. You’re still in your towel and he looks a bit surprised.

“I apologize, you were in there for a while. “

He’d obviously gotten a bit worried. From his change in attire and slightly damp hair, it’s clear he’d gotten out of the shower not too long ago as well. You feel sort of like a stranger in your own home. Whenever Alexander came, he usually spent the night in your room. But tonight he’ll be staying in the guest room. You know it’s just to ensure that you’re comfortable.

“Sorry, I guess I kind of drifted off in there.”

“I understand, if you need anything please let me know.”

He turns to leave and you take a step.

“You.”

He pauses.

“Pardon?”

You grip at the front of your towel.

“I..I need you.”

The recognition slowly flashes across his eyes, then something else completely. You don’t really process him moving until he’s right in front of you. He doesn’t seem to care that you’re still dripping wet and it’s starting to seep into his clothing. His lips are insistent and you hold on, panting with every hurried kiss.

You start grabbing at his t-shirt, hand slipping under the fabric. The warmth of skin and muscle is like heaven. Alexander pulls back and you’re left almost gasping at how labored your breathing is.

He pulls his shirt right over his head. All you can do is stare. You’ve never seen him without a shirt on. Before he had been scared for obvious reasons. But now he looks sure, ready and you feel that pleasant twist in your gut. His pants meet the same fate, and when he’s free of all his garments, you swallow. The subtle scent of body wash still lingers in the air. Yours and his.

This time when he approaches, it’s much slower. Your breathing is a bit shallow, and his hands move to your arms. He glides the back of his palms down your arms, relishing in the heat your body gives off. When his hands trail back up, it moves to the knot of your towel. He pulls it out so carefully, dropping it on the floor.

You’re bare.

He leans down, another soft kiss as he backs you up. You take careful steps back. When you feel the bottom of the mattress against your calf, he guides you down softly. Your body sinks into the mattress, and just like that, it feels like you both can no longer wait. This kiss is much deeper, more demanding. You hold him to your body, clouded by the feel of him pressed so tightly against you. No clothes to separate.

No barriers.

No fear.

You don’t truly process it when he parts your legs. Not until his member brushes against you. You pull back from the kiss with a gasp, and he heaves out a breath almost begging.

“Are you..okay?”

You nod, chest rising quickly. You’re not in better shape than he is. He presses his forehead to your own, and your grip tightens when he lifts his hips and slowly eases himself into you. It takes your breath away, the size of him, the anticipation that this is finally happening. Alexander takes in your shallow breaths that seem to mirror his own.

Both of you have been dying for this moment. It takes a while, but when he’s fully inside you, neither of you really move. Your breathing is shaky and you can feel Alexander’s heart thumping harshly against his chest. He growls, then turns his head. His palm is clenched at the side of your head. It opens and closes a few times. He still seems to be struggling to get a grip.

“I’m..sorry..”

His voice is unsteady and you reach up, taking his face into your hands. He finally looks at you and you catch the spark behind those usually blue hues. He’s fighting to maintain control.

“You’re okay, everything is okay, you won’t hurt me.”

You both have been battling similar fears.

He nods, and when he woges, you can’t help but smile. The feel of fur tickles. You laugh despite yourself. Alexander turns his head, a bit embarrassed. You wrap your hands around his neck and when you lift your hips, he staggers. He loses his balance and you grin, switching your positions. Your hips are now straddling him as you stare from above. Alexander changes back, and he gapes as you take his wrists, pinning them to the bed with a smirk.

“Maybe I should take charge.”

He doesn’t get a word in, you rock your hips and the depth as well as the action has him groaning, head falling back against the pillow. You bite down on your lip, trying your best to prolong the pleasure for as long as you possibly can. If he’s feeling nearly as good as you are, you won’t be able to keep this up for very long.

Your body moves to a slow rhythm as your hands shift from his wrists to his stomach. You need to steady yourself and his taunt muscles provide exactly what you need. You lift your hips to the point that he’s almost out, then you slowly slide back down. Alexander moans this time, his hand immediately moving to your hip, almost like he’s beginning you not to stop.

You wouldn’t dream of it. Your actions are steady, with each movement you can see the change in his expressions. He looks so beautiful beneath you, begging for your caress, for you. It catches you a bit of guard when he straightens. The change in position makes you fumble and he grabs your waist to help you as he presses you into the mattress. One deep thrust and you’re the one losing all sense of reason.

You gasp, because he seems to have collected himself long enough to taunt you the same way you had been doing to him from above. You need to find something to ground yourself.

You clutch at his lower back, moaning every time his hips push forward. His back is so broad and each thrust triggers a new needy sound. You feel lightheaded, almost delirious.

“A-Alex!!”

Your face is slightly buried in his shoulder as he leaves kisses wherever he can reach. Your bodies move in unison and when you feel your release draw near, you almost cry. It feels so good. You’re convinced that you’ll lose your mind. You hold on, and he helps you get there with a desperate cry.

Your body shakes with the strength of your release, and he seems to cave shortly after. You were both trying to hold out for the other. Alexander groans into your ear and you both stay wrapped in each other’s arms until the initial wave finally dissipates. Once you’re able to catch your breath, he drops right at the side of you.

It takes a minute or two for either or you to say a word. When you gather your thoughts, you both turn to each other. You share a smile. He pulls you closer and you laugh, slightly bashful.

“That was amazing.”

Alexander leaves a kiss on the top of your head.

“I am inclined to agree.”

You pull back to look at him. He turns, and your hand reaches up, tracing the delicate shape on his lips, the bridge of his nose, and the strength of his jaw. You can’t seem to get over how lucky you are.

“I love you.”

“I love you.”

You both say it at the same time, and you’re smiling again.

You’re blessed, there’s no doubt about that. 

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Alexander (Grimm) - Crossover AU - Chapter 28

Seated at the back of an ambulance, you just look on at the many vehicles now parked in Evelyn's driveway. 

They were tending to your bruises. Alexander had tried to approach you after the ordeal, but you refused to let him near.

You were scared, and he didn’t understand why, but he didn’t push. He had no idea what you endured while she held you. Those impressive reflexes were clear evidence that something changed.

Nick and Hank were speaking with the officers. Every now and then you caught the subtle look Nick sent, like he was checking, waiting for something to go wrong. You clutched the blanket to your body tighter.

“We need to take you to the hospital.” The medic explained.

You shook your head.

“I’m not going.”

He placed a hand on your shoulder with a sympathetic smile.

“I understand it might be scary, but we need to do a-”

“I SAID I’M NOT GOING!”

You jumped to your feet and he backed up, raising his hands.

Nick rushed over, so did Alexander.

“What’s wrong?”

Your glare was still fixated on the man.

“She’s refusing treatment.” The medic explained.

“I’m not going to the hospital.” You repeated. Nick just placed a hand on the man's shoulder.

“I’ve got her, thank you.”

He seemed reluctant to leave, but he finally did. The minute he was gone, your eyes turned to Nick.

“I’m not going to some hospital to be poked and prodded.”

“(Y/N), we have to find out what she did to you. She could have given you something poisonous. We need to make sure.”

You already knew, but how could you tell them?

How could you tell Alexander.

“The Spice Shop, Ms. Calvert can help you there. It’s safe.” Alexander offers. He’s standing closer, but he doesn’t touch you because he sees how defensively you’re standing. You look like you’ll run at any moment. You know he just wants to help. They both do. Swallowing, your shoulders sag.

“Okay.” You speak softly.

You don’t have much of a choice. They’re worried and if you put any more distance, it’ll only make the situation worse. Nick looked more at ease, and you finally sat back down, mentally preparing for the inevitable.

~

Monroe has never been subtle. You’re not sure what Nick told him, but he must have said something because he keeps sending you those looks. Like you’re a grenade waiting to go off.

“Monroe.”

He jumps at your voice, then rubs that back of his neck.

“Sorry, sorry. I’m just a little anxious. What did she do to you?”

You don’t say a word, but from the looks around the room, they are all wondering the same. Rosalee has laid out a few herbs.

“For now let’s just assume you’ve been infected with some foreign bacteria. These are medicinal. They’ll negate any potential threats. Once you explain her process, we can start working on an actual cure.

“There’s no cure.”

Your words sound definite. Nick understands why you’re weary.

“Right now we can’t make any assumptions. We don’t even know what she did. For all we know nothing happened.”

“It did.”

They look up at your words.

“When I was there she said that she had blood from warriors. She kept going on about detectives and skills and power. I didn’t understand what her end game was, not at first but I figured it out. She didn’t kill those people for nothing. She was trying to make a weapon. That’s why we didn’t find any evidence. Everything she did was linked to a spell. Evelyn was a Hexenbeist who was trying to make her own personal bodyguard. There’s only one thing she could have been trying to do. If not a wesen, then there is only one common denominator between the normal and the supernatural.”

Your eyes land on Nick and they stare. He doesn’t get it, not at first, but then realization hits.

“A Grimm….” Alexander mutters.

You nod, eyes sullen.

“I think she..turned me into a Grimm.”

If they were ready for anything, it certainly wasn’t that. 

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Alexander (Grimm) - Crossover AU - Chapter 26

The cold startled you awake. 

Your first instinct is to run, but the ropes at your wrists and ankles make that impossible. Your eyes dart around the room for something, anything.

You’re in a shop, or maybe just an old fashioned home. The decor and layout resembles Rosalee’s spice shop. Not that you’re surprised. She’s a Hexenbiest. Your eyes drift to your clothing. She’s basically stripped you. You’re in nothing but your underwear. Whatever sick ritual she has in store, it can’t be good.

“No use, you can’t mentalize your way out of this, although I always like a challenge.” She walks into the light of the room. You feel frustrated that it has taken you so long to realize her plan.

Gritting your teeth, you lean back. You need to think fast.

“Don’t worry. I’m not going to kill you if that’s what you’re thinking. I’m Evelyn by the way. “ She holds out a hand, then laughs.

“Oh, how rude of me.”

She lowers her hand and you gulp. You don’t like anything about this situation. There’s no sign of fear or even worry in her eyes. She must know the police will be looking for her, but she doesn’t seem bothered. Given what she’d done in the shop, you understand.

“Why are you doing this?”

“I’m merely trying to ensure my future safety. I’m sure you’re aware of that little sad attempt at a revolution those wesen instigated. As misguided and naive as they were, they had resources, real power. In the event that they do try again, I need to be secure.”

“By killing innocent people!!”

She just smiles.

“By creating my own little safety net. The deaths of those people were unfortunate. How else was I supposed to get your attention?”

You can’t believe this, she killed them as some sick game. You lower your head.

“You shouldn’t feel sorry, I assure you that you’ll enjoy working under me.”

She moves closer, kneeling in front of you.

“You’re special, especially by Kehrseite standards. Your intellect is remarkable. The ability of sight if you will. Seeing what others can’t. That is what I need.”

You have very little idea of what she’s talking about, or what you could possibly have that would be of any importance to her.

“Shall we get started?” Evelyn straightens and when she moves over to the table and picks up a jar filled with what looks like blood, you panic. She turns to you with a devious smile. Her steps are slow and you start struggling.

“S-Stop, get the hell away from me!!”

She doesn’t even react to your yells. When she lifts the bottle and pours the contents over your head you clench your eyes shut and try to hold in any cries that threaten to spill.

The liquid all over your skin. You know you shouldn’t show any kind of fear, but it’s impossible. The scent of iron is hard to ignore. You still refuse to open your eyes. The blood is no longer falling onto your scalp, so it’s safe to assume that she emptied it all on you.

“Innerhalb.”

One single word and your body jerks forward. You scream, because your skin feels as though it’s on fire. She just laughs, as your yells fill the room.

~

“Why are we not out there looking for her!!”

Alexander’s yell is heard throughout the precinct.

Even behind the doors of Renard’s office, the commotion was audible to those outside.

“Listen to me, having a breakdown right now won’t help her.” Nick states.

“Do not tell me how to feel Grimm! She was taken right in front of us. THAT HEXENBIEST TOOK THE WOMAN THAT I LOVE!!”

He woged and Renard did as well.

“Calm down or we’ll do it for you.” Renard warned.

Alexander’s teeth were still bared, but he took a couple heavy breaths before he changed back. He took a step back, trying to clear his head. He knew it was stupid to take it out on the people that were trying to get you back, but he felt helpless.

All he seemed to picture was that dead look in your eyes as you walked out the door, possibly out of his life forever. You could be anywhere. The thought of never seeing you again is terrifying to him.

“I..apologize..”

He pressed a hand to the wall and Renard changed back. They all studied the broken expression he wore as he turned away. They were about to address the matter, but Hank walked into the room and everyone’s focus changed. He was holding a duffle bag.

“You got it.” Nick asks.

Hank nods.

“Got a bit of everything like you said. The bitch won’t know what hit her. “

Nick had instructed him to go and grab some much needed weapons for the trip.

“Nick, do you think we should..”

Nick shook his head at what Hank was about to suggest.

“We try it this way first. If it comes down to it, then we use the staff.”

After the encounter on the other side, he felt it necessary to hold back using the weapon. Its powers were still unknown to him and he didn’t want to tip the boat by accidentally releasing or drawing in something worse. He’d faced Hexenbiests before. This woman was powerful, no doubt, but not undefeatable.

“This time we’ll be ready. Everyone clear on the plan.”

“Apprehend a psychopath witch and try not to get killed, yeah, I think we got it.” Wu comments.

“Great, let’s go.” Nick instructs.

No more instruction is needed.

The door opened a second time and Wu was holding a photocopy.

“Evelyn Chambers. I have a current address.”

Nick took the paper, scanning over the information. Once he was finished he looked up.

“Does anyone else think this is too easy?”

Renard raised a brow.

“What are you suggesting?”

“He’s saying it might be a trap. She didn’t try to hide her face and she lives in Portland. She must know that we’re going to find her.” Hank explains.

Alexander's eyes hold desperation.

“If there is a chance that she is still here, then we have to go.”

Nick was thinking the same thing. 

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Alexander (Grimm) - Crossover AU - Chapter 25

“That case really has you stumped huh.” Monroe commented.

Researching had gone a bit late, so you all were gathered in the spice shop having a meal. Rosalee and Monroe had offered to host dinner since it was clear you weren’t going to stop anytime soon. Alexander had stopped by at some point trying to get you away from the files.

“I believe she doesn’t like unsolved mysteries.” Alexander imputed, having a sip of his wine.

Monroe looked around the room.

“You know, this is crazy. All of us here like this.”

Alexander had to agree. The last thing he expected was to be having dinner so casually with a Grimm.

“I prefer this over us trying to kill each other.” Nick says.

“I second that.” Hank agrees.

You send them a small smile, right before you’re diving back into your work. You’re situated on a separate table, standing over each individual file. You’ve studied all the evidence. Family members, potential motive, drive, anything but you still feel like you’re missing something big. It’s right in front of you. You can feel it.

“(Y/N) please have something to eat.”

You just nod at Alexander.

“I will as soon as I figure this out.” You reply.

“If you don’t eat then I’ll have no choice but to take drastic measures. No goodnight kiss.” the threat makes you look over immediately.

“What the- that’s unfair!”

Alexander just smirks.

“Fine.”

You leave the documents as you move over. They expect you to take a seat at his side, but you plant yourself in his lap with a smile. He grins when you place your hands around his neck and press a kiss to his lips.

“Come on, no kissing at the table. I don't want to see that!” Nick complains. You pull back with a laugh.

“Quit being a prude. You’re the ones who insisted that I come and eat. I’m here, let’s eat.”

Rosalee passes you one of the plastic plates. You’re about to dig in but your phone rings. They all groan when you turn back to the table.

“Calm down, I’m just going to grab the phone.”

You hop off Alexander, moving towards the table to get it. You smile at the exaggerated noises they make from behind. When you get to the table, you reach for the phone that has stopped ringing. It’s a missed call from a friend. 

Your intention is to send a text and just head back, but you pause when you notice something. The angle of the files has you reaching out. You swallow as you adjust them one right behind the other. The word that each of their first names spell out is like a gut punch.

Jessie Clement, Anthony Fledger, Neil Jansen and Ellis Phills.

“Jane…"

It’s your last name.

The stack of evidence seems to all align in your head and you drop your phone at the realization. Alexander turns at the sound, looking over.

“(Y/N), is everything alright?”

Your shaky eyes move to your fallen phone and the screen lights up displaying the time and date.

June 25th, 9:56pm.

“NICK GET YOUR GUN NOW!!”

You scream startles them all, and you try to make a sprint, but your body is forced against the wall by an invisible force and now they're all on their feet. Alexander, Monroe and Rosalee woge out of instinct. Nick had intended to do as you instructed, but no one was offered a chance to react. Rosalee and Monroe are slammed into the opposite wall. Nick and Hank’s body goes flying over the table and Alexander is lifted into the air.

You grunt, trying to catch a glimpse, but it’s painful. The steps of someone walking in is startling.

It’s a woman.

Brown hair, green eyes. 

A terribly malicious smile.

“I knew you would figure it out. You’re just what I’m looking for, little detective.” 

Her tone is somewhat of a taunt. It takes you a moment to realize that both Nick and Hank are unconscious. Nothing about this situation looks good. There’s only one option here, because she’s already killed four innocent people as some sick game to get you.

“Please…please don’t hurt them..”

You have no choice, you have to beg. Maybe by some grace she’ll feel pity and let them live. Monroe and Rosalee are still fighting against their restraints. Alexander finally woges back, but his eyes hold nothing but contempt.

“Hexenbeist!” He spits out.

She just smiles, lifting her hand. His body slowly lowers, not completely to the floor, he just hovers right above. She moves closer to him, tilting her head as if assessing him.

“Of all the partners you could have taken, you choose this one.” 

Alexander growls and your fear increases.

“P-Please! You want me, just take me!! You don’t have to hurt them!”

Your pleads make Alexander look over.

“What are you saying!!”

He looks like he’s fighting again, but she just walks around him, right over to you.

“She’s right, all I want is her. It was always about her.”

“I won’t fight, I’ll go, just let them live.”

“NO!! IF YOU TOUCH HER I’LL KILL YOU!!” 

“Empty threats, Pflichttreue. You’re in no position to do anything.” She’s taunting him and his eyes glow dangerously.

When she turns back to you, she just smiles.

“I’ll leave your friends. I just need you to follow me.” You’re not prepared when she blows what looks like a stream of mist into your face. Your irises spark green, then it dissipates. When Alexander sees the blank expression now on your face, his heart drops.

“No…”

She finally lowers you into a standing position. Your feet touch the ground, and she brushes the back of her hand on your cheek.

“Let’s go, my little detective.”

You nod obediently and Alexander starts screaming as you follow her.

“No! NO (Y/N)!!! STOP!! STOP!!”

His screams fall on deaf ears, you both walk right out the door.

You’re gone.

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Alexander (Grimm) - Crossover AU - Chapter 10

From the moment he sat down you can see the tension in his body. He was wearing a smile, one of false confidence.

You glance at his hand, then back to his face.

“Is there a reason I’m here, detectives?”

“Oh we’re not detectives, Jess. My name is Patrick Jane and this is my daughter.” You nod and he looks even more unnerved.

“We’re rushed for time so I’m going to make this quick. Right now officers are raiding your house. I have no doubt that they’ll find those stacks of cash in the secret compartment you have at the back of your closet.” Jane explains.

Jess looks alarmed and you just keep a neutral expression.

“You see we know all the bad things that you’ve been up to, as a judge it’s not going to look very good on your profession. Taking bribes, assisting with trafficking and kidnapping an international ambassador, you’ll be lucky if they give you the needle, because trust me, what they do to men like you in prison, you’ll wish they put you out of your misery.”

“I didn’t kidnap anyone okay!”

“Then tell us who did, you know these people. You understand how they operate. Help us make your life easier.” You encourage. He just shook his head.

“You don’t understand, you think I did any of this voluntarily, these aren’t nice people.”

“If you wanted you could have gotten out of it, stop making excuses and tell us what we want to know.” Jane pushed.

“We want names, locations, everything, you tell us everything right now or I promise you I’ll make it my mission that you end up in a prison with some men who’ll be very glad to see you. All those criminals you put away, they’ll just be dying to see you again.” He was already sweating at your threat.

“I do this and you protect me.”

“If Alexander dies I can’t guarantee that you won’t end up the same.” He swallowed, nodding as he shakily picked up the pen and the pad.

“Okay, okay.”

He started scribbling frantically and you sent a look at the glass behind you.

~~

There was no discussion on who would go on this trip. Nick and Hank looked ready for anything, and you wanted nothing more than to join them. That’s why you volunteered, but Renard had shut it down the second you asked.

“But captain I can help. I can make the connections faster. You think these guys are going to just give themselves up. I’m better than the most skilled profiler.”

“I understand that but you’re not trained for this kind of field work. Here I can offer you protection, but over there the rules aren’t so black and white. If something goes wrong, they can handle themselves. I won’t put any of my people in unnecessary danger. We have the backing of the FBI, so that gives us an advantage but that’s all we have.”

You frowned.

“But I-”

“This isn’t negotiable. You’re staying here. I need you to speak with the other people on that list. Get what you can out of them. You can do the most good here.” His words left no room for argument. Renard walked out of his office and you watched as he gathered Nick and Hank.

Their plan was to stop in Austin to grab some more agents before they jumped on a jet and searched for Alexander. More than anything you want to be there, you feel like you have to, but he’s right. You don’t have that kind of field training, especially given who you’re going against. You’re not used to feeling so helpless.

“Boss benched you.” Jane peeks his head in and you nod solemnly as Nick and Hank leave.

“Your team seems very capable. You should trust them. I don’t know what the relationship is with Alexander and Nick, but he looked determined. The kind of determination you display when you’re ready to go to war for someone. Whether it’s for you or him, he’ll get it done.”

You expect nothing less from Nick. It’s obvious he’s doing it for your sake. Even more obvious that he’s noticed how torn you’ve been the second you heard that Alexander was in danger. You’re a lot more transparent than you thought. With a sigh, you nod your head with an impish smile.

“I couldn’t even stand the guy when we first met.”

“That’s funny, I think that’s what Lisbon thought about me everytime we did a case.” His comment has you laughing more freely. You remembered some of the stories she told you about his antics. Often very illegal, yet still very effective.

“You’re the worst.”

He smiles with a little bow.

“Thank you, I’ll be here all week.”

He places a hand on your shoulder and you just exhale. You’re not sure how they expect you to just sit around while they carry out an international rescue mission.

“There might be something that we can do from our side, who is your tech guy.” You perk up.

“That would be Wu.”

“Great, grab him, let’s get to work.”

You don’t need anymore convincing, you’re already rushing to get Wu. 

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Alexander (Grimm) - Crossover AU - Chapter 4

Nick isn’t sending you those looks anymore, so you know he’s come to some kind of solution. No doubt his call with Alexander a few days ago must have gone as well as you would expect. You haven’t seen Alexander for a while. A part of you hoped he just went back overseas. Not seeing his face is a bit therapeutic. 

You should have known it was short lived. The knock on your door at nine at night is unexpected. Your first guess is Nick. When there’s a troublesome case, these kinds of visits are common. When you open the door, the dark jacket is the first thing you see. Those eyes are the second. 

“Can we talk?” 

“Doesn’t look like I have much of a choice. How did you get my address?” 

From his look it’s clear you don’t want the answer to that question. You just sigh heavily, stepping to the side as you invite him in. He walks in, hands in his pockets. When you close the door you spot the tension in his shoulders. There’s guilt written all over him. A part of you feels proud, he should feel guilty for researching your family like that. He had no right. Another is aware that you were unnecessarily harsh. 

He’s obviously came to apologize. Before he gets the words out, you speak. 

“I overreacted.” 

Alexander was clearly surprised at your statement.

You took a seat, the vulnerable expression on your face easy to see. You’ve been nothing but hostile with him, so maybe it’s time to be transparent. It won’t do either of you any good to be at odds. He’s based in Portland, so you’ll be seeing him often, and he works closely with Nick. You don’t want interactions to be tense because of something like this. 

Honesty is the only way to go.

“My dad..he suffered a lot. He adopted me. Gave me a home, a family. My first few months I made them miserable. I was young and I’d been through a lot. I kept waiting for a catch, but there was none. My parents were just good people trying to provide happiness for others.”

He’s quiet because he wants to hear. He wants to understand your drive. 

“When I got older I started looking into what they did, who they were and I found out. It broke my heart. After that day I decided I wanted to do more. I wanted to be more and help people, the same way he did. I wanted to make sure that I was always able to protect others, especially my family. Just like they saved me, protected me.” 

Seeing the bigger picture, he understands. 

“I apologize. It wasn’t my intention to offend or threaten you.” 

“I know.” 

He raised a brow and you just laughed softly. 

“If you were a threat I would have seen it from a mile away. Something about you just pisses me off.” 

He didn’t expect the statement and he couldn’t help but smile. 

“I tend to have that effect on people.” 

You just continued to laugh, and he felt much better seeing a smile on your face. It was comforting in a way he didn’t realize he appreciated until then.

“I’ll help you. I’m not quitting the department, but I’ll lend my expertise when I can.” 

He was a bit stunned, because he hadn’t even asked the question. He was starting to realize that it was better not to question it. A smile began to work its way on his lips. He held out his hand. 

“I look forward to your assistance.” 

You took it, giving a firm shake.

“So do I.”

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Alexander (Grimm) - Crossover AU - Chapter 3

Nick wasn’t oblivious. You were a bit on edge for the last couple weeks.

He assumed it was personal, so he didn’t push. You usually came to him if it was a problem that you needed insight on.

You were still carrying out your job as if nothing was wrong, so it couldn’t have been a big problem. But the fact that it was clearly affecting you didn’t sit well with him. That’s why he offered to pay for lunch. If there was one thing he could interest you in, it was a free meal.

“Thanks for lunch Nick.”

You were smiling as you bit into the burger. The slight trial of mustard on your cheek almost made him forget the reason he decided to treat you. He passed a napkin with a laugh and you took it, wiping your face. Placing the burger down, you rolled up the napkin.

“So are you going to ask?”

He straightened in his seat.

“Ask what?”

Your look informed him that he wasn’t being as slick as he thought.

“I forget sometimes that you’re psychic.”

“Not psychic.” You spoke, taking another bite.

It’s not like you didn’t expect the bribe. Nick has been sending you some not so subtle looks all morning. He was worried.

“I’m fine Nick, really. You don’t have to worry. I just had an argument.”

He didn’t think there was anyone on the planet that could make you mad. You were usually pretty aloof. Unless it was..

“Alexander.”

Just as he thought.

“What did he say?”

If you were being honest he hadn’t truly said anything. The moment he mentioned your family you just saw red. You’ve observed Alexander long enough to know he wasn’t the type. Maybe it had something to do with his past with Nick. From the moment you saw them together you spotted the slight defiance. There were things that Alexander did that he wasn’t proud of. It’s clear their alliance is also a bit of an olive branch on Alexander’s part to mend broken bridges.

“It’s nothing, don’t worry about it. It’ll work itself out.”

Nick looked like he wanted to question further, but his phone rang. He reached into his pocket to answer the call, but his eyes focused on the caller ID.

It was Alexander.

He decided then that maybe he needed to confront the person that caused the problem in the first place.

“I gotta get going.” Nick pulled out a few bills, dropping them on the table.

“I’ll see you later.”

You nodded, waving as you got back to your meal.

~

His trip wasn’t long. Alexander has asked him to meet in his office. The second Nick made it through the doors of Alexander’s building, he headed straight for the room. He knew this conversation would turn into a mini interrogation. Even though you assured him it wasn’t a big deal, it must have been something to get you so riled up.

Stopping at the door, he gave a knock before he walked in. Alexander leaned back in his chair.

“Burhardt, please, have a seat.”

“I prefer to stand.”

Alexander expected hostility. It was naive to think that you hadn’t said anything. Even if you didn’t, Nick must have known something was up.

“I know this might seem outrageous, but I’d like you to have a word with Ms. Jane on my behalf. I might have come across the wrong way in our last conversation. I’ve been trying to speak with her but in the last few weeks she has evaded me.”

That was an understatement. If you had a gun Nick was sure you would have at least shot him in the kneecap.

Something that was interesting was Alexander's request. He’d never once asked him for such a favor. There must be some hidden agenda, otherwise Alexander would have easily sorted the problem out already or simply ignored it. You weren’t a Grimm, or Wesen.

“Why are you so interested in talking with her?”

“I’m sure I don’t have to tell you how valuable her skills would be to the Wesen Council.”

Now it makes sense.

“She’s not going to join your organization."

“You can’t be certain of that.”

“I’m pretty certain. You read her file already right?”

Alexander was confused on why that made a difference. But he answered regardless.

“Yes, I’ve seen her file, what of it?”

“Her only drive is stopping serial killers. She hunts them down, just like the one that tormented her dad for years. That’s the only reason she does this. She’s not interested in political agendas. She joined law enforcement to help people who have suffered find closure. The same way her dad did when he killed Thomas McAllister.”

He’d read all the reports, but he didn’t realize that your service to law enforcement was that deep. Now your defensiveness made sense.

“If you want to apologize then you have to do it yourself. Nothing I say is gonna convince her if she’s already made up her mind.” Nick informed.

“I see, thank you for the advice.”

Nick wasn't sure he could do anymore. This was something Alexander needed to fix. 

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Alexander (Grimm) - Crossover AU - Chapter 2

You were settling in quite nicely.

When you learned about Wesen and Grimms three months ago you didn’t think it would lead you here. There was still so much you didn’t understand, but you liked your new job. Transferring in might have been one of the best decisions you made. 

Had you never joined Portland PD, you probably would have still been oblivious to the world around you. While it was terrifying, your father always told you that knowledge is power. You could prepare better when you knew what you were dealing with.

“So I heard you met Alexander, that must have been interesting.” Rosalee’s statement earns smiles around the table. You just roll your eyes as you take another sip at your wine.

“He’s a moron. Thinks he’s the baddest thing around. Men like that are so easy to read. My baby sister could probably do it.”

They all laugh at your clearly annoyed expression.

“It sounds like he got under your skin.” Adalind inputs.

You place your glass down taking a vicious stab at your meat. They all send you a look and your shoulders relax at how hard you’d stuck the knife in. With a low grumble, you look away.

“A guy like that doesn’t even bother me.”

“Sounds like he’s bothering you a lot. “ Monroe states. You send him a glare and he laughs nervously.

“On second thought I could be wrong.”

Nick chuckles.

“I’ve never seen you rip into someone that quickly no matter how mad you were.”

“It’s nothing, can we please just change the subject.”

“Sure sure.” He said, but you spotted the playful smiles they all wore. It’s clear this topic would pop up again.

~

“Ms. Jane, you have a visitor.”

Opening your eyes, you looked up at the officer. The dark hair and sharp suit behind her caught your eye. You just nod, and she waved him over. When he walks up you don’t bother to raise.

“I have to say I’m intrigued. Typically law enforcement personnel are assigned desks.”

“I like the couch, it helps me think. Is there something you need? I thought you went back to the Netherlands.”

“How did you know that I-”

“Educated guess, what do you want?”

He paused for a second, searching for the words. Every conversation with you made him more intrigued.

“I came to offer an apology.”

“How very noble of you.” Your sarcastic quip was expected.

You finally sat upright, and you intended to dismiss him, but an officer walking by caught your eye. There was a man sitting patiently at the visitors area eyeing the officer in a way that indicated something that couldn’t be good.

Standing, you brushed past Alexander.

“Stay here.”

It was a whispered warning. When the man stood from his seat, you moved in his direction. His eyes were so focused ahead that he didn’t pay much mind when you ran right into him.

“I-I’m sorry I’m so clumsy.”

He brushed off your apology when you straightened. The officer earlier was walking back in your direction and when you saw the man reach for his jacket pocket, you spotted the confusion on his face.

“Looking for this?” You held up the gun and he looked startled.

“Nick!!”

The call alerted Nick and when the man tried to make a run for it he was tackled to the floor by two other officers. They all seemed to flock. In a matter of seconds the entire precinct was aware. Nick moved to your side and you handed him the gun. The officer from before looked stunned. You just let out a breath.

“Word of advice, don’t mess around with other people’s wives.” He looked shocked at the accusation and the man was thrashing around when they pulled him off the floor.

“YOU THINK YOU CAN SLEEP WITH MY WIFE YOU PIECE OF SCUM!! I’LL KILL YOU!!”

He was yelling the entire way out and the officer simply swallowed.

“Good job.” Nick said with a grin.

You nod, yawning as you move back to the couch. Alexander just watched you lay back.

He didn’t really have the right words.

For the rest of the day, it seems quite uneventful.

Alexander had left shortly after his visit without really explaining what he wanted. You didn’t think much of it. You were positive he would find some way to annoy you again. Swinging your keys on your finger, you exited the building. You didn’t expect to see the familiar azure hues upon your exit.

“You’re still here?”

“We weren’t able to have a proper conversation earlier. The commotion was quite distracting. I wanted to have a word with you alone.”

“Why?”

You were generally curious.

“I believe what you do is quite incredible. Your observation skills are outstanding. Although I’m assuming you might have gained the abilities from your father, Patrick Jane.” Your jaw clenched.

“Why are you researching me?”

“I just make a habit of knowing all the players. I would hate it if we were enemies.”

“Are you threatening me!”

“No, I was simply stating that-”

“Listen to me, if you so much as breathe in the direction of my family, I’ll end you. Do you hear me!”

You looked furious and he realized at that moment that he took the wrong approach. You’re clearly protective of your family for obvious reasons.

You storm off and he watches as you jump into your car and pull away.

This might be a step in the wrong direction. 

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Alexander (Grimm) Chapter 21

“The Grimm..”

Now that you stood there, Jan did not look as sure of himself. Everyone present stared. One of them woged, and you could see the instant terror written on the man’s face. He looked about ready to attack, but when you lifted the machete, no one moved an inch.

“I’ve warned you what would happen if you ever came after me again Nowak.” Alexander was shocked in the manner that you addressed him.

“She knows you?”

Jan swallowed.

“This isn’t the first time he’s sent goons to take me out. Last time he almost killed two innocent children.”

Benedict’s judging gaze was now planted on Jan.

“You endangered innocents? Nowak that is a capital crime!”

“Are you really going to stand there and judge me when this Grimm has come to cut off our heads!! She’s probably already killed my son!!” Jan accused.

You scoffed.

“Don’t get your knickers in a twist. Your little idiot son is in the backseat of my car. I just knocked him out. Unlike you I don’t make a habit of killing just any and everyone. I thought the bastard looked like someone I hated.”

Jan’s teeth clenched at the news.

“You sent him there to die. You were hoping I would kill him so you could push your own selfish agenda. To sacrifice your own blood, I think you should look in the mirror, because I’m not the actual monster.”

The judging eyes of the Council were now pointed to Jan.

“Is that true? You sent your son to die?” Benedict sounds almost heartbroken.

“SO WHAT IF I DID, SHE’S A GRIMM!!” Jan exploded. He rose from his seat, throwing his chair.

“You all sit there and judge me, but she’s killed hundreds, no thousands of our kind yet you treat me like a monster.”

Benedict's eyes lowered.

“The very reason that we’ve been fighting Black Claw is to promote unity among us, no matter the background. She may be a Grimm, but she has posed no threat to us. Having been a target it’s clear she could have come today to take all of our lives. She’s shown us mercy that you very well would not have given her. I am sorry old friend, but men with your corrupted views have no place on this Council. You must be removed immediately.” Alexander was shocked by Benedict's declaration. He hadn’t thought that any of them would be interested in siding with you.

“We must take a vote. All in favor of Jan Nowak’s removal from the Council’s alliance.”

To say he was stunned would be an understatement. Jan stared as one by one, they all lifted their hands. Alexander lifted both hands, and you lifted your blade with a grin.

“I can’t believe this…” Jan stated, shocked.

“This is your doing..GRIMM!!”

Jan woged, rushing at you briskly. Clenching your fist your punched him right in the nose. The force of your fist knocked him out cold. A couple gasps echoed when his body crashed to the floor.

Alexander bit the inside of his cheek, scolding himself for being so turned on at such a time.

“Well…that sort of dealt with itself.”

Benedict muttered. He gestured to the attendant who made quick work at picking up the male and carrying him out of the room. You slide your blade into the strap on the side of your thigh.

“I guess my work here is done. Oh yeah, someone should probably get that guy’s body out of my car before he starts to decompose.” Benedict’s eyes widened and you laughed.

“Kidding. He’s just knocked out. Like father like son I guess.” You shrugged. Benedict was almost afraid to ask if you were truly on their side. Despite Jan’s bais views, it’s obvious there was some truth to his words. When Benedict saw the tattoo, he knew it was true.

“I don’t mean to be mistrustful, but what guarantee do we have that you won’t in fact go back to being a killer of our kind?” More than anything, you understood. At the end of the day, you were a threat.

“I’m not proud of what I did in the past, and no amount of apologizing is going to make up for what I’ve done, but as far as what I’m doing right now, I only want to protect. I’m not interested in running around slaughtering anyone. I intend to spend the rest of my time on this earth helping as many souls as I can. That’s all I want.” Benedict seems content with the answer. From the approving looks in the room, you could tell that you’d gotten through to them.

“I understand, I appreciate your honesty. We look forward to working with you. “ Benedict bowed his head, and you smiled. Your gaze shifted to Alexander. You knew from the concern that he was possibly blaming himself. He moves closer with a soft look of regret.

“You couldn’t have known Alexander.” He shook his head.

“I should have been more cautious. If I had told them of your existence early, maybe this could have been avoided. “ The thought that he could have lost you was still ringing in his head.

“Thank you for protecting me.” You whisper. Those blue eyes held so much fondness. You almost forgot you were standing in a room full of strangers who were watching the exchange curiously. You smirked, reaching out you grabbed him by the tie, pulling him in for a heated kiss. His eyebrows shot up in surprise as you held him close. After a few hot seconds you pulled back, licking your lips.

“See you later, big guy.” You walked past him, giving his behind a smack for good measure. You could hear the little mutters, and you swore you saw one of the women blushing in the back. When the door closed, Alexander stared at it for a few moments. Looking back, he cleared his throat, straightening his tie.

“Shall we continue.”

Benedict was laughing inwardly.

“Alex, you animal.” He teased.

You made quite the impression.

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Alexander (Grimm) Chapter 22

The minute he was free, he met you in his office. Shutting the door, he sent you a look, combing a hand through his hair with laughter.

"You do know how to make an entrance." Alexander commented. You smile.

"In my defense they did start it." He took a seat next to you, taking your hands.

"I've managed to convince the Council that you're not a threat, but not everyone will be happy with this. Others may come after you."

"I'll be ready, don't worry about me."

It was impossible for him not to worry. Alexander lifted your hands, pressing a kiss to your fingertips. He pulled back, taking in the way your gaze ran over him.

"What would you say if I were to take a position in Portland. " The shock on your face must have been comical by the way he smiled.

"I decided that I wanted to run this Council better than De Groot did. If possible, violence will not be our first response to every decision. For centuries we've been ruled by our olds ways, it's no wonder that so much hate has bled into this world. "

You understand that more than anyone.

"My vision is to create a safe space for all. Not contribute to the world's bloodshed. Luckily I have managed to get a lot of ministers to back my plans. We'll be reinstating offices through the nations to help, rebuild and protect. Upon choosing positions, I decided that Portland would be the best fit for me. I have the most experience with both you and Burhardt."

You could feel tears prickling at the corner of your eyes.

"I'd also like to be closer to you." He confessed.

"What do you think?"

You didn't need to answer. Jumping forward, you wrapped your hands around his neck. Alexander's laugh increased when you began laying kisses all over his face.

"I'll take that as a yes." He stated smugly as he kissed you.

Truthfully, you both should stop right here. You've already made a pretty decent impression on his colleagues. That is more than enough scandal for your trip. But when you pull away, you swallow. Alexander's eyes are glowing.

"Watching you take down those illiterate men was quite a spectacle."

You hold in a quiver.

"I-I should get back."

It was easy putting on a show, but teasing Alexander outright wasn't the smartest decision. After your little incident in the car that day, you can't seem to forget how good it felt to have him lose control.

"When does your flight leave?" He whispers.

"Tomorrow."

He smirks.

"Then that's more than enough time, don't you agree?"

He leaves a kiss and your eyes close as you sigh. You don't fully realize what he's doing until he slowly spins you around, still leaving kisses on your skin. Your hands brace on his desk, and it's then that your brain catches up.

Your eyes open slowly, and his face is buried into your shoulder, hand running down your thigh.

"That day in your vehicle was torture for me, I'm merely repaying the favor. Do you realize how frustrating it is to have you so near and then watch you disappear each time. It's almost maddening." You bite back a moan. His hand is dangerously close to where you need it most.

"I-It wasn't intentional." You defend.

You really wish he'd just flip you over and take you on the desk.

He chuckles, and you can hear the slight deepening of his tone when you feel the fur tickle the back of your neck. You whimper, because he keeps you pinned in that position when you try to turn around and initiate more.

"Unfortunately, I am a gentleman. I will not resort the first time we make love to somewhere as mediocre as my desk. We'll have plenty of opportunities to defile my desk after."

He growls against your skin, and when his teeth lightly sink into your shoulder, you're surprised by the moan that leaves your lips. He pulls back to soothe the mark that he's created, licking the spot. There's a small trail of blood that trickles down, and you try to even your breathing. Your legs are shaking. It was a miracle you hadn't buckled right there and then.

"You are mine. Do you understand that? No one else can have you."

His possessive words don't do much to settle your arousal. How did he expect you to jump on a plane tomorrow after this? You finally understand what he meant.

All you can truly do is nod helplessly.

~

Your trip back to Portland was pretty quiet. Of course you had to fill in your friends on what happened.

"You didn't!"

Nodding, Rosalee laughed as you told of your journey to see the Wesen Council. Monroe sipped at his beer.

"Well, I'm sure they won't be sending anyone else after you. That's a guarantee."

"Pretty sure they got the message," Nick imputed. Adalind smiles.

"Have you and Alexander figured out what you are?" Nick asks. He's been wondering for a while. The way your face lit up is not something that any of them missed.

"I believe this might actually work between us." You sound so hopeful, and Rosalee gives your hand a little squeeze.

"Well, I'm going to retire for the night. Alexander is supposed to come back tomorrow. So I'll be meeting him at the airport."

Grabbing your coat, you bid them goodbye as you make your way home. It's been an eventful two weeks that's for sure. Thinking back to your first meeting, you can't say that you really saw this coming. He'd been so guarded, so were you. The both of you were opposites, yet you'd found each other. You couldn't be happier. Pulling into your driveway, you're a little confused at the car that is already parked there. When you step out, you tilt your head. Making your way to the door you open it.

There's a key placed on the table. You recognize the little charm attached to it.

Alexander stands from his seat on your couch.

"I was under the impression that you would prefer I use the key you provided rather than break in." He smiles.

"I thought you were coming in tomorrow."

"I decided to take an earlier flight. I hope that's okay."

You mirror his smile, walking over.

"Of course it is." You reach for him, and he returns the embrace.

"I've missed you."

His words make you giggle.

"It's only been about a week."

"Too long is my opinion." He leaves a kiss on your cheek. Then another on your neck. Your hands slide down his shoulders, and he growls.

"You smell like cinnamon." He comments.

"I was just at Rosalee's shop. " You explain. He inhales, like he's trying to memorize it.

"It must have been a long trip, would you like to take a shower?"

He nods, loosening his hold.

"I would love to. " You leave another kiss on his cheeks as you move to get him some items to change. He stops you before you can get very far. You turn, watching him expectantly.

"(Y/N), I have no idea what will transpire, but I want you to know that I do desire a future with you. A future for us."

His confession tugs at your heart, and you send a warm smile.

"I..I want a future with you too Alexander."

You never truly thought you could have one. You'd be very careful at keeping yourself at a distance from others. Who would have thought that you'd fall for an assassin of all people.

Life truly was unpredictable.

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Alexander (Grimm) Chapter 23- Final

It's been a few months.

Alexander's plan had been implemented perfectly. The transition from the Netherlands was a tough one. But everything seemed to be settling. The nations were no longer at war. There was still a bit of uncertainty when it came to your position in all of this.

For the most part, the council just wanted that reassurance that you weren't going to start beheading people.

Not that some of them didn't really tempt you.

You believed in Alexander's vision. So through some of the nasty comments you received, you pushed through. Because words really were irrelevant when your ultimate goal was to keep the peace.

Alexander had to work tirelessly to prove that he could run the council and always do what was best for the community. A large number of wesen were against your relationship with him, but he wasn't deterred. It was amazing. All the work he did. You felt guilty. Because of all the changes, the both of you barely had a second to yourselves. Between your shifts and helping Nick with cases every now and then. It was hard to even squeeze in a minute. On top of that, attending meetings with wesen council members to promote peace, you both were exhausted.

Now that everything was being finalized, you felt like you could breathe. There's a knock on the door. You have a glass of wine in your hand as you trudge over. Surprised when you see those familiar blue eyes.

"Alexander? I thought you were working late tonight?" You step aside, and he walks in.

"I've requested a week-long vacation to recuperate. The council had no choice but to oblige." You laugh.

"After what we've been going through you deserve a year's worth of vacation. Would you like a drink?" He shakes his head. So you settle against the counter, sipping at your drink. Alexander's eyes run over the walls. You tilt your head.

"Everything okay?"

He nods.

"Just a bit of nostalgia. The last time I was here, you were tending to my wounds."

He's right. You lower the glass on the counter in thought.

"You didn't even know my name, but you were so willing to help. After discovering your identity, I was astonished. "

"Well, it was unnerving. I might have seemed calm at that moment, but you did sort of scare me."

He smiles.

"You're very good at maintaining your composure. You'd subdued me so easily. It was a bit bruising to my ego. Injured or not."

"What can I say, I got mad moves."

His gaze is still on you, and when he approaches, you feel the heat of it.

"I'm glad that it was your house that I ended up in. If we had never met, all that we've accomplished, all the change we're fighting for may not be very possible. Back then my views of Grimms were not much different from the bigoted people that we've met. Change is hard, but you showed me that it is not impossible. We don't have to be ruled by our fears. I fell in love with mine. "

Your eyes grow wide at his words.

"You.." He nods, taking one last step and you're caged against the counter.

"I do love you."

Your heart won't settle. With the glimmering of his eyes, and the smile that stretches on his lips. Somehow you know that he can hear it.

"From the staggered beat of your heart, I don't believe it is farfetched to assume you feel the same. "

You wish that saying those words were easier. Because he's right. You've had it bad for him since the day he walked out of those doors. You'd literally traveled across the country to protect him. So why was it so hard just to put those feelings into words?

"Alexander.."

His smile doesn't leave.

"I understand. Whenever you're ready, I'll be right here. Until then, I love you."

A tear rolls down your cheek, and he cups them both, planting a kiss on your lips. This kiss is so tamed, soft, loving. It holds all that you feel and more. Pretty soon those tender feelings are morphed into raw desire. Your hands grip at his suit, pulling him as close as possible. Alexander pulls away, and your eyes beg for me.

"Please.."

You're begging. Because you've literally been pent up for months. If he makes you wait any longer you'll break.

"It would be terrible of me to deny you any longer. "

He lifts you easily, and you don't even wait for him to start moving. You're kissing him again. Alexander laughs between the kisses as he does his best to find his way to your bedroom.

Fate really was a hell of a thing.