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Protecting the Grimm: 6. - Renard
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With a sigh Monroe let himself into the empty house. Nick was safe down at the station, hopefully doing his paperwork.
And just doing paperwork.
Not crawling around the woods without backup or proper preparations, hunting down some killer who tries to murder careless Grimms who don't know the meaning of the word caution.
Really, how can a single Grimm get into so much trouble in such a short time, it's a surprise for him again and again.
How Nick is still alive, and with all limps firmly attached, is nothing short of a small miracle.
'He must have more than one guardian angel, because one of those fuckers can't do all the work alone...'
Deep in thought Monroe didn't even notice the other person occupying his living room until he heard someone clearing their throat.
Monroe nearly jumped out of his skin and woged, bearing his teeth at the intruder.
Not that said intruder seemed to be in any way impressed by the display of hostility.
No, the man who just
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Protecting the Grimm
Protecting the Grimm 5.2
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5.2 Rosalee
"Nick? Can I talk to you, please?" Rosalee asked him, her pretty face serious as she held him back with a hand on his arm before he could leave her shop and head home for the night.
"Yes, sure." the cop shrugged, seeing no problem with her request.
After all, she is always there to help him with his cases, with her books and her knowledge whenever he needs her. No matter if it's day or night when he shows up at her doorstep with a apologetic smile on his face and gruesome pictures in his pocket.
"I know Monroe is waiting for you with dinner, and he hates to have his timetable upset without warning, but it will only take a moment, I promise."
She leads him over to the table, shoving books and herbs to the side to have a little bit room to lean on it.
Nick sat down on the other side, curios and a bit worried about what she would tell him.
"Is everything alright? Is someone giving you trouble, sh
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Rosalee
 
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Monroe was leaning against the counter of the Spice-Shop, watching the other Wesen cooking something in a big pot, throwing this and that in the bubbling liquid on occasion, and humming sometimes to herself while working.
Occasionally she would look into a book, grab another ingredient, and add it to her mix.
Visiting Rosalee usually calmed his nerves down, if Nick and some Wesen-related trouble wasn't the reason for said visit.
Then meeting the fox-girl put him on edge...
But otherwise she was something of an older sister, a sympathetic ear if he needed to rant about something, while at the same time able and willing to hit him over the head when he was stubborn or stupid.
"What are you mixing there?" he asked curiously as he peered down into the green soup. It smelled a bit like a disgusting herb tea, and from what he had seen, there were only dif
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Hank
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After thinking about it for a while, (and not getting any work done that day) Monroe decided yet again to not tell Nick about what happened with Juliette.
And Frank.
And Wu.
Because really, what was he supposed to say to the cop:
"Hey, Nick, you know those idiots you called your boyfriends in the past? The ones that suddenly left in a hurry without so much as a Good-bye? Yeah, your friends scared some of them off. And now they're trying to do the same with me..."
Yes, that would really go over well with the other man.
If Monroe was lucky, Nick would simply laugh at him and ask if he has paranoia all of a sudden.
After all, he can hardly tell the cop that he himself has played the same game with a guy or two in the past...
Happily, and with great enthusiasm.
They are his friends, and in the end they only mean well, after all.
With Nick, that is.
And so they always try to make sure the gu
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Protecting the Grimm Part 3

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3.Wu
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Monroe wasn’t overly worried about Frank's threat. After Juliette and those castration pliers from hell, the threat of a little physical violence from a Jagerbär doesn’t sound all that bad anymore.
But it made him wonder if that was maybe the real reason Nick's last few lovers didn’t last for long and were always so keen to leave.
Sure, Monroe had known that it had been nothing too serious at the time, at last on their part, but still.
'But they are not going to scare me away!' he thought as he opened his E-mails, to see if there were any new commissions for him to work on.
Such things have to be prepared, he has to make sure he has the right parts ready when the clock arrives, so he can start right away.
Sometimes those parts, especially from old models, have to be found first...
Nick had gone to work some time ago, and with a little luck he would stay there, saf
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Protecting the Grimm Part2

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2. Frank Rabe
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In the end Monroe decided not to tell Nick about Juliette and her bag of horror.
Because one, he had no intention of hurting the Grimm, so she had no reason to hunt him down with that bag.
And two, he really didn’t want to admit that he found the short woman somewhat scary.
Nick's mom, yes. He had no problem admitting that, she's a Grimm. And a Ninja, only without the mask.
Everyone is scared of her.
Aunty Marie?
The same.
But Juliette?
Harmless little Juliette?
But what he did for a moment consider was to break into her house when she was out of town, and steal that bag. He could burn it, or bury it under the three in his garden.
But then he remembered that he was reformed now, so he shouldn’t do such things anymore.
And more important, Juliette could always get a new one in the veterinary practice, she works every day there.
And if she ever found out he was the on
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Protecting the Grimm

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1.Juliette:
Juliette's call didn’t come as a surprise for Monroe. Not at first, at least.
She may be Nick's Ex, but she is also a nice and likeable woman. After their break-up she and Nick still remained friends, as they simply acknowledged that feelings can change over time, and that they spent most of their time apart from each other, and so they broke up on good terms before they could start to resent each other for drifting apart.
Now they behaved more like friends, siblings, and Monroe and Juliette talked from time to time over the phone, about cooking and gardening and how Nick needs patching up so often, so he wasn’t at all surprised to hear her voice as he picked up his phone while Nick was out.
"Hey, Juliette. What can I do for you?"
"Do you have a little time, or are you busy with something important?"
"No, I just finished with my latest c
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The SchoolTheater 12 Part 2
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"Okay, that didn’t help any." Ryou said as soon as their Yamis were out of their sight, picking up their earlier conversation where it was before Yami had unwittingly interrupted them with his request.
Yugi agreed with an easy nod.
All talking and sabotaging hadn’t put a stop to Anzu and her delusions, and it didn’t bring her back to her senses, either.
It just made her all the more persistent!
She really, truly thinks she has a future with Yami and Bakura (and when had that obsession started?), she also thinks she will be a great star on stage!
In reality she just goes on everyone’s last nerves and distracts Yami and Bakura from the play because they always have to control the growing urge to murder her for being annoying and clingy and mean to their Ligh
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The SchoolTheater 12 Part 1
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Anzu skipped happily through the school, swinging her bright pink bag carelessly around, and hummed a happy tune off-key and too loud.
She didn’t seems to care that she nearly hit several people in the face with her book bag, or that said students glared angrily at her back.
Or that early morning on a school day is not the right time for happy humming, out of tune or not.
Everything went according to plan for her the day before, for the first time in a long while, and without anyone getting hurt or dieing in the process:
Yami handed his Millennium-Puzzle over to her without making a fuss or asking too many questions, while she could feel Bakura run admiring brown eyes over her back.
Even with her back turned, she could clearly feel his gaze on her person!
No doubt!
That was Bakura clearly
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Why Nick is not allowed to drive (Ever again)
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Why Nick is not allowed to drive (Ever again)
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"Get out of the way, you old hag!"
Nick screamed at the poor old lady in her equally old car as he passed her, nearly shoving her out of the way in his hurry. "You can't park in the middle of the road!" he hollered and sped past her, ignoring the startled yelp of Monroe in the backseat.
A sharp turn to the left at the last possible moment had Monroe falling from the seat onto the floor with a curse.
"Hey, what are you doing down there?" the detective asked. "Maybe you should wear a safety belt? They are made to keep you in your seat, you know. Because I don’t think the floor is comfortable."
The poor Blutbad seemed to hyperventilate for a moment, before he could drag himself back on the seat with a huff.
"I would, but the damn thing snapped at the second turn you took. Maybe you should try to slow
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Snuggle
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Doctor John Watson woke up with a sudden start, rubbing one hand over his tired eyes, and wondered what woke him up in the first place.
And while it was (sadly) not really uncommon for him to be up at all hours of the night, there was usually a good reason if he was.
As a doctor, and more so as the flatmate and friend of one Sherlock Holmes, he knew about the benefits of a good, uninterrupted nights sleep, and how it shouldn’t be taken for granted around this place.
Any moment there could be a case popping up, and the dear detective would drag him all around London, not stopping to eat or sleep for days on end without first being forced or bullied into it by his faithful friend.
Hell, Watson could be glad if Holmes allowed him to dress first before he shoved his cane in his hand, him out the door and jumped in front of the next carriage he saw to stop it!
So the good doctor had good rea
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This is all your fault

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This Is All Your Fault
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For once, life was peaceful and calm in the Shin-Ra tower and around the whole compound.
There were no SOLDIER brawling in their offices, making big holes in the walls with their bodies or swords.
No Turks trying to shoot each other in the hall, calling it 'training', and that people should calm down since they don't do too much lasting damage anyway.
Or to get the hell out of their way if they didn't like it!
No Genesis chasing innocent people with his fire Materia just because they refuse to listen to him quoting Loveless.
Even the monsters seem to lie low in the heavy summer heath, as less people were complaining about attacks...
A lone paper plane flew through the hall, and out of an open window, where a light breeze took it away into the cloudless sky, never to be seen again.
"Get your sorry ass back here so I can skewer it apart, you damn basta
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"How could she do that to me!?" a loud wail shattered the peaceful silence of an early summer morning at 12 Grimmauld Place. A few birds in the garden took flight at the sudden noise to find a better place to eat.
A single white owl, already used to sudden noises around here, fluffed up her feathers and went back to sleep with an annoyed hoot.
Hopefully it will not turn out to be one of those days...
"She can't just go and kill me off just like that, it's mean and unfair and I will not allow her to do that to me!
Her evil ways need to end before something really bad happens, like Dumbledore sacrificing Harry for his stupid, useless 'Greater Good'; or worse, Remy and Harry hooking up with someone else and making Baby Moonys and Baby Prongslets without meeeee~!"
for a moment all that was heard was another window-shattering, ear-splitting howl, before the loud r
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"Sephiroth, Sephiroth, Sephiroth!"
a loud voice called through the thick, closed door and mercilessly shattered the previous peaceful silence in the general's office.
The silver haired man ignored his SIC with the weak hope it would make him go away faster. It never did before, but as the saying goes:
'The hope dies last'.
And maybe, if he was really really quiet and didn't make a sound, maybe the puppy would think no one is in here, and would leave to find someone else to distract and annoy with whatever has him exited now.
'Knowing the puppy, it's probable a bone. Or a squeaking rubber chicken.'
But failing to answer or inviting him in had never stopped Zack from entering a room anyway. On the contrary, normally it just encourages him to try even harder.
To be true, not even trowing him through the closed d
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Another 50 Things
Title: Things I'm not allowed to do
Author: Ashray
Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh, and this just proves why it is better that I don't.
Summary: I have more things that I really shouldn't do. Some of the ideas are from MangaOtakuTB15 and fangs 1998. Thanks to you for your ideas, and I'm glad that you like it! ^______^
51. I will not call Ra a golden chicken (MangaOtakuTB15)
52. I will not summon an evil creature from the shadow realm and call it my pet
53. -And I will not feed it with agents.
54. -or Jehovah's Witnesses.
55. -or teachers.
56. Bungee jumping off the Kaiba building is against the rules, even if it isn't
    written anywhere.
57. If I even look like I might sing "I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves" I
    will be sent to the shadow realm.
58. I shouldn't call Bakura a bunny (fangs1998)
59. -or fluffy. He doesn't like it and might react with violence and aggression
    to it(fa
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With a sigh Monroe let himself into the empty house. Nick was safe down at the station, hopefully doing his paperwork.
And just doing paperwork.
Not crawling around the woods without backup or proper preparations, hunting down some killer who tries to murder careless Grimms who don't know the meaning of the word caution.

Really, how can a single Grimm get into so much trouble in such a short time, it's a surprise for him again and again.
How Nick is still alive, and with all limps firmly attached, is nothing short of a small miracle.
'He must have more than one guardian angel, because one of those fuckers can't do all the work alone...'

Deep in thought Monroe didn't even notice the other person occupying his living room until he heard someone clearing their throat.
Monroe nearly jumped out of his skin and woged, bearing his teeth at the intruder.
Not that said intruder seemed to be in any way impressed by the display of hostility.
No, the man who just entered his territory without permission calmly sat there in the huge recliner, not a single hair out of place even in the face of an angry Blutbad.
He managed to make the old brown leather chair look like it was a big throne, and he was granting an audience.

His suit was immaculately pressed, not one crease was in the expensive material, and the light blue shirt seemed to fit him like a second skin. The silky tie with its perfect knot was in stark contrast to the shirt, the polished shoes gleamed in the half-dark room.
Blue eyes stared coldly at the startled house owner, his hands folded under the sharp chin, legs crossed elegantly.

Monroe could see the clear outline of a gun under the jacket, and he knew there is at last one more gun in an ankle holster.
Not that this person needs a gun to take him out if they felt like it, as he knew perfectly well.

No, the Royal wouldn't need a gun. As a Zauberbiest, he could use all kind poisons and potions, or spells to get rid of people he wants be gone.
Zauberbiests and Hexenbiests are notorious clever and tricky opponents, you always have to watch you back when dealing with them, because an attack can come from every possible and impossible direction.
Involuntary he looked behind him, but there was no one there to jump him from behind.

Sean Renard raised an eyebrow in question.

But Monroe was not willing to explain his newest bout of paranoia and just squared his shoulders.
The Captain didn't say anything, and just looked around with an critical eye.
Looked over the pictures, and the different clocks on the wall.

The discarded shirt over the back of the couch, obvious by the size one of Nick's.
The two coffee mugs still in the sink from this morning.
The large hunting knife hanging besides a jeans jacket in the hall.

Nick's scent all over the place.

But then those sharp eyes fell on him, and stayed there.
Renard still made no sound, didn't move and just stared at him, and Monroe tried hard not to shift around.

There is nothing to feel guilty about, Nick is old enough to make his own decisions.
Even if he sometimes behaves like a teenager...
But maybe the Captain wasn't here for a shovel talk, and he just was too paranoid by now.
It could be any other reason.

If Nick was hurt, he would have heard of it by now, he was sure of it. He knew the other man well enough to know he wouldn't just sit there and stare at him when one of his subordinates was hurt on the job. He cared too much about his man for such games.
So there has to be another reason for his presence.

Maybe someone else got hurt, and all sighs pointed at a Blutbad, and he was here for information. But the he could have called him, or simply sent Nick over.
They see each other every day, the Grimm nearly lives here after all.

Of course Nick himself could always be in some other kind of trouble.
Surely his boss had not been very happy to get a call that his detective was thrown out of a window just a few days ago.
Yes, it was on the ground floor, he landed in a rosebush, and still held onto the Wesen to book him, but still.
A couple bruises and scratches on both cop and criminal were the result, nothing that a band-aid and time doesn't heal.

Or maybe it was because of the one time last week where Nick landed a river, and he left a smelly trail of muddy water from the entrance to the cells, and all the way to his desk.
But at last everyone could easily find Nick that day, even without a special sense of smell.

It could also be about the wild chase through the woods on a borrowed bike where Nick tried to hit the fleeing killer with his Kanabo.

Really, there could be so, so many reasons for Sean Renard to sit here in the living room.

"So. You and Nick Burkhardt."

And of course, this is the reason.
Not Nick's reckless behavior when chasing after violent criminals.
Not his weird luck to always get find trouble around every corner.
Not his love for hitting things with his spiky bat.

No, their relationship.

"Yes. Me and Nick Burkhardt."
Because really, what else was he supposed to say.

"Nick is one of my best detectives."

"He is also a very competent Grimm. He asks a lot of questions, even if some of them are stupid, he doesn't just thinks a Wesen is guilty of something just because they are Wesen, and he doesn't just hunts them all like is aunt. Or his mother."

Monroe shuddered. As always, just thinking of the two women who raised his beautiful, crazy Grimm gives him the creeps, and he wants nothing more than to lock the door and nail all the windows shut.
Everything to keep those two harpies as far away from him as possible...

If Renard notices his reaction, he doesn't say anything about it.
"I respect Nick, as Grimm and as detective, so I wouldn't bother you with what I will do to you if you mess this up and break his heart.
You know who I am, you know what I am, and you know what I can do.
I don't think I have to say any more than that: You wouldn't be the first one to vanish without a trace."
With that he stood up and stopped in front of the Blutbad.

"So, for your own sake, I hope you never give me a reason to vanish you. It would be easy for me and very painful for you. You wouldn't even see me coming."
He straitened his jacket, gave one last look around the room, and stalked without another world out of the door.

Monroe wondered for a moment, how the man even got into the house in the first place, but then he shock his head. So not the point right now.

"Okay, at last it is over, and it can't get any worse."
Famous last words, as the saying goes.
Not that Monroe knows that at this moment.

Protecting the Grimm: 6. - Renard

A/N:
I'm very sorry for the long wait.
Renard refused to cooperate in this chapter, and then I somehow lost interrest in writing for a long time after I got distracted by other hobbies.
The_Girl_Who_Escaped_Gallifrey19 on AO3 reminded me that I still haven't finished anything, so I got digging through my old files.

I'm still not happy with this chapter, but trieing more will not change that, I think it is as good as it will get, so I desided to just post it and be done with it.
The other 2 chapters are easier and I like them better, and they will follow soon.
Its not beta-readed, so there will be mistakes, but those are all mine :)

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Murielle Featured By Owner Jul 17, 2013
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