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Finally feeling like he could move on with his life, Nick threw himself into creating a new one with Adalind.

And with the time off that they both were given, he and Adalind had plenty of time to do that.

Nick and Adalind took full advantage of their time off.

Thanks to Adalind’s legal help, Nick had a large sum of money in his bank account. And as lovely as the hexenbiest made her home look, it wasn’t really a good size for a growing family.

Since he had the time, he started looking online at houses for sale.

One day after making an appointment with a realtor, a dozen eisbiber showed up at Adalind’s home, eager to create the perfect house for them.

"I thought you said the realtor was a hexenbiest?" Nick looked at Adalind and asked, curious as to why there was a group of eisbiber looking at him and smiling eagerly. 

"She is. But she has three eisbiber on her staff." Adalind explained. "I really should have suspected this would happen."

It was made clear that Adalind would not need to lift a finger. All she would have to do was say what she wanted, and the rest of the group would give it to her.

Nick was particularly protective of her. Refusing to even allow her to carry her purse to and from the car when they ran errands or visited people.

Nick would have preferred it if Adalind stayed in bed and allowed him to tend to her, but she turned that idea down immediately.

“I would go crazy with nothing to do but read or watch tv. There will be plenty of time for me to be housebound when the baby comes. So until then, I need to be out and about while I can.”

Though most of her out and about consisted of being at the spice shop, enjoying a cup of herbal tea and talking with Freddie and Rosalee.

With the time off that he had been given, Nick was taking the opportunity to learn about wesen, their various traits, and the cultural behaviors they tended to have. And all of his new wesen friends, and wesen girlfriend, were more than happy to help in his research. And it was just more convenient to do said research at the spice shop.

Monroe would stop by for a couple of hours each day. Usually to have lunch with the group and talk about his ancestors' side of whatever the topic of the day consisted of.

One particular day, the topic was family gatherings, and what was expected of each member.

Nick was especially curious, because he would be adopting Adalind’s, and his friend’s, customs for future holidays and events.

There were no significant family traditions that he could remember growing up.

And after his parents died and his Aunt Marie became his guardian, there was never anything special that they did during any holiday or occasion.

He had been more than happy to adopt Juliette's traditions as his own, when they were together. But now that life was in the past, and he certainly was not going to bring those traditions in his new one.

A new beginning meant new ways of celebrating special occasions.

After the heartbreak her mother had put her through, Adalind expressed a strong interest in creating whole new traditions. Ones that had no connection to her family. Especially her mother.

Luckily for both Nick and Adalind, their wesen friends had plenty of traditions and were more than happy to share.

And of course, they expected to create their own special traditions just for their own unique family.

A large step toward that goal was finding the right house and creating a home.

Their friends were also more than happy to help with that as well.

The estate and financial law expertise of the hexenbiests, combined with an army of determined eisbiber, accomplished in a few days what would normally take weeks, or even months.

Nick and Adalind were moved into their perfect home. A beautiful house just outside of the city. With a huge yard all around it. Five bedrooms, four and a half bathrooms. And most importantly, a large enough garage to hold a trailer full of Grimm journals.

Using the excuse that Nick liked to build and restore things, such as classic cars, and boats, Adalind had told her friend that Nick needed a large work shed.

When the hexenbiest realtor found the perfect house with everything but the large work shed, the eisbiber built one in an impressively short amount of time.

“It’s going to take us longer to find furniture for the house than it did to find the house.” Nick joked.

“We’ll deal with interior design after the baby is born.” Adalind sighed. She wanted to create a space that reflected both hers and Nick’s style and interests. But she was in no shape to be going to furniture stores and looking at couches, so her things would just have to do.

Though they did look really sparse in the much bigger space.

But sooner than expected, a tiny bundle was also filling a space.

It was the dead of night. The moon was full, high, and bright in the sky.

Adalind was woken with a surging pain. At first, she tried to remain silent. She was certain that the cramps were a false alarm.

It was common for many to experience false labor.

But the pain of the cramps increased. And got closer together.

“Honey, I’m pretty sure you’re in labor.” Nick observed from his spot beside her on the bed.

“I thought it might have been Braxton Hicks.” Adalind shook her head.

The liquid that rushed out of her indicated that she was, in fact, experiencing real labor contractions. And that her daughter was on the way.

There was no way they were going to make it to the hospital on time. And Adalind didn’t want an ambulance.

“If the paramedics are wesen, they might have a bad reaction to you being a grimm. If they aren’t wesen and I woge, they could have a bad reaction to me. I’m not taking any chances.”

So Nick did the next best thing, and called Elizabeth, and Rosalee, and put them on speaker.

“I’m on my way.” Elizabeth said, putting a bluetooth bud in her ear as she gathered what might be needed to help her first grandchild, and the mother of that child.

Rosalee promised the same, after first stopping at the spice shop to gather everything that could possibly come in handy.

A spell suddenly occurred to Adalind. It was a guaranteed way of ensuring no harm would come to her baby.

But for it to work, she needed to be outside.

She tried to get out of the bed, but Nick stopped her.

“Adalind, you’re about to drop this baby any minute. You need to stay in bed.”

“I need to go to the garden. The flowers growing there will aid in a protection spell. But I have to give birth among them for it to work.”

Giving a heavy sigh at the strangeness his life had become, Nick scooped Adalind up and carried her to the garden.

There among the flowers, with the full moon overhead, Adalind gave birth to a healthy baby girl.

It would be Nick who would touch the baby first, in order to place her in her mother’s arms.

Rosalee and Elizabeth would arrive shortly after, confirming the baby was in fact, healthy. And would witness the love and admiration in Nick’s eyes as he looked at Adalind and the baby.

Elizabeth would call her son and inform him that his daughter had been born. Sean Renard would thank his mother for letting him know, showing concern and asking if the child and mother were alright, but other than that gave little reaction to the matter.

Rosalee would inform her brother Freddie, and her boyfriend Monroe about the baby’s birth in the morning.

By that time mother and child would be in the hospital, getting checked out by the doctors. Who would conform that nothing had gone wrong.

The two men would express excitement, offer congratulations, and each show up at the hospital room with large arrangements of flowers.

But there was a moment, when it was just Nick, Adalind, and the baby, that a strange stillness seemed to surround the trio. It was as if everything was centered around that time, that place, those three beating hearts.

And an understanding came over Adalind. She looked at the full moon. Then she looked at her baby cradled in her arms, “Diana. Her name is Diana.”

 She looked at Nick with a loving smile. “After the goddess of the moon, and of the hunt.”