Grimm One Shot

You had always known that you were different to everyone else and that wasn't the standard 'You are so unique' that your parents would always tell you, it was a genuine fact that you were different.

Of course, it wasn't exactly a fact you yelled from the rooftops, but the fact that you were different allowed you to get your job at a spice shop.

When you had met Rosalee, she was still dealing with the fact that her brother had passed and she had never thought she would be taking over his shop – when you came in needing a job, and she realised that you were a Fuchsbau like her, she was only more than happy to give you a job there.

Having Rosalee as a friend had allowed for you to be happier with who you were, and it was refreshing to have someone around you who you didn't have to keep a secret from.

Rosalee had gone to spend the day with Monroe, so that left you in the shop by yourself for the day.

When the bell on top of the door rang, you looked up from the shelves that you had been stocking.

"Hi," the man greeted you with a smile. "Is Rosalee in today?"

Your face contorted into confusion as you shook your head in response.

"Do you know when she'll be coming in?"

Your confusion only intensified as you had no clue who this man was, but he clearly knew who Rosalee was.

As you shook your head again for the second time, you lost your footing on the step ladder you were using and began to fall.

The man ran forward to catch you and as he did so, you looked up into his eyes and panicked when you saw your wesen reflection in his eyes with only darkness behind it.

You gasped as you realised what he was.

Panic overcame you before you scrambled out of the man's arms as you ran behind the counter.

The man held up his hands in defence. "Hey! No need to run."

Your brain didn't register what he'd said as you ran into the back room whilst knocking over shelves behind you in an effort to block his path.

Once you were in the back room, you began to pick up the jars that were around you, so you could throw them at the man in order to prevent him from coming any close.

As you threw them at him, he managed to dodge them every time but that didn't stop you from flinging them in his direction.

"Hey!" he yelled causing you to stop your actions as you caught your breath. "I don't know who you are, but I'm Rosalee's friend," he explained whilst he held his hands up. "Shouldn't that say something?"

You shook your head as you stared at him. "I still don't know you," you stated in a shaky voice. "But I know what you are."

"My name is Nick, I'm a detective," he told you. "And Rosalee is helping me on a case."

Deciding against moving towards him, you stayed where you were and stared Nick down.

"I'm not going to hurt you, that's not what I do."

You scoffed, not believing him. "You're a Grimm."

"I know what I am," he confirmed with a nod. "However, that doesn't mean I have to follow in the footsteps of my ancestors."

You sighed as you began to climb over everything that you had knocked over to block the path.

Nick smiled at you as you made your way towards him. "I promise you that I am not like the rest of my kind."

"I apologise for throwing glass at you."

Nick shrugged. "It's not the worst I've had."

"Rosalee is with Monroe today if you want to go and find her."

"Thank you," Nick answered with another smile. "But how about I help you clean all of this up?"

You shook your head. "I caused it, don't you worry."

Nick chuckled before he began to put the shelves back where the should have been. "I caused you to freak like that so we both had a hand in it."

Shrugging, you allowed him to help but turned to him with a smile. "Well as this is my first time conversing amicably with a Grimm," you picked up some jars that weren't broken as you spoke. "Tell me about yourself."

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Written by Hannah.