As Monroe drives my rv he suddenly lowers the drivers side window, I can tell because of the air hitting me, and the fact that the RV starts swerving making it that much harder for me to continue tracking the girl.
Though I understand that he's sticking his head out the window because he's caught a scent.
"I really think I should be the one to drive." Nick groans and sounds like he's in a little bit of pain and uncomfortable as hell.
"No, I'm good."
"No cop is driving my home, you're lucky enough to be inside of it." I grunt as it's becoming harder to hold onto my connection to Robin Howell.
"Yeah I feel lucky." Nick utters, "If this is the same Blutbad that killed that woman in the woods…"
"Well, assuming it is, he…fed yesterday, he'll be good for a week, maybe ten days, tops…unless he's a voracious eater, which he probably isn't because most Blutbads that are go feral and live deep in the wild…He'll probably just use the time between feedings to fatten her up." Monroe explains and my connection slips away, "We're close, it's a little cottage nestled in the woods, it's got moss growing on the roof and a stone chimney." I groan as I suddenly get hit with a mind numbing headache.
"Whoa, I got a hit. We're definitely close!" Monroe expresses but it sounds like someone turned two 12 inch subs mounted on either side of my head to max volume.
"Please talk softly, fuck this hurts." I bag the two as I unsteadily stumble out of the passenger seat opening my eyes. Everything is blurry as I stumble my way to the bathroom as my stomach rolls.
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"Is he going to be okay? Did you really smell him?!" Nick asks Monroe while sliding into the passenger seat while watching the guy stumble his way into a bathroom the sounds of him puking hit both men's ears Monroe looks over his shoulder in concern.
"Dude, I have no idea…what Mason did to lead us here is very powerful magic…and this guy's scent now that I have it is potent…even with Mason throwing up in the back." Monroe says as he puts the RV into park and opens the driver's side door, in front of a bridge.
"Okay, this is as far as we drive." Monroe mutters and he and Nick get out of the RV.
"He's over there?" Nick asks and points in the direction of a building barely illuminated by moonlight revealing a moss covered rough with a stone chimney, "Serious question Monroe, do you think Mason is an accomplice in this kidnapping?" Nick suddenly asks Monroe as he remembers the way Mason described the cottage.
"What no! Mason might be a little strange but he's a good dude. You're a Grimm you're seeing strange things you can't quite explain. Is it so hard for you to open your mind to the fact that there are other types of special people out there with abilities that are different from Wesen or Grimms? Now if you're done asking stupid questions, he's close…real close." Monroe says, making Nick's face warp with consideration before he looks at Monroe who is rubbing something on himself.
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'Woah, that sucked ass.' I think as I stand up and gurgle mouthwash, and spit it out trying to get rid of the taste of vomit.
Checking my shirt to make sure I didn't get sick on it, I wash my face and hands, turn off the faucet, leave the bathroom and exit my rv walking towards the front to meet up with Nick and Monroe where they are standing in front of my rv.
"What's that?" Nick asks Monroe, and both men turn to look at me as a twig snaps underneath my foot.
"Wolfsbane, so he won't sense us…you alright Mason? You look a little pale." Monroe says to me and I shrug. "I think I'm fine…I'm pretty resilient. I think it's because I tried to prolong the effect while being distracted by you guys that made me react so negatively." I say to Monroe pulling an excuse out of my ass.
"You're sure this is the place? And Wolfsbane, you're kidding me, right?" Nick asks me and then Monroe.
"Not if you want to stay alive." Monroe says in a matter of fact way, "I'm not one hundred percent sure…it was my first time using that ability but…trust Monroe's instincts if he believes we're on the right trail so do I." I say and show my confidence in Monroe to both of them. Monroe looks a little embarrassed but he cracks a smile, "Thanks Mason…" Monroe says and I give him a thumbs up while Nick holds out his hand for the wolfsbane, which Monroe hands him, Nick rubs the Wolfsbane on himself and starts walking like he's going to walk across the bridge.
"What are you doing?" Monroe hisses at Nick with no small amount of urgency in his voice.
"You guys both agree he's over there." Nick says while pointing and I can just barely make out the cottage, through small patches of moonlight.
"Why don't you just call him, tell him you're coming? We go this way…" Monroe says and they start to go down the little bank but stop and look at me, "Aren't you coming?" Nick asks me and I shake my head no." "No…I'm not very good at walking through the woods…used to scare all the deer away when I'd go hunting." I say to the two and Monroe chuckles and Nick gives me a distrustful glare but doesn't say anything else as he and Nick disappear down the bank. I can hear them sloshing through the stream underneath the bridge though.
Monroe arrives back, slowing down from a run, "Where's the girl?" I ask Monroe and he shakes his head, "I can't…his scent it's getting to me combined with the moonlight and pack instincts…I can't guarantee what'll happen if I get any closer...to him than I already have…it's too dangerous…I might be on Nick's side…or I might be on the Blutbad's side…hell, I might even go after the girl myself…I want to help but there's nothing more I can do…he's calling his partner…we should get out of here." Monroe rambles a bit and I can tell being this close to a hunting killing Blutbad is really shaking him up.
"You're right, let the Grimm/cop do his job, we're just some normal guys way in over our heads." I admit somewhat self-deprecatingly to Monroe and he nods in agreement as he looks in the direction of the bridge longingly.
We don't say anything more as we get back into my RV and turn around leaving Nick behind.
The whole ride back to Monroe's place is in total silence with me driving and Monroe sitting in the passenger seat with a forlorn expression on his face.
"Monroe, you did good tonight, we did good tonight…that little girl will be home safe with her parents by morning because we helped Detective Nick Burkhart out, we didn't help a Grimm we helped a cop so cheer up man…or else I'll feed you a McDonald's McDouble." I start off reassuring but then turn to a joking threatening tone.
Monroe laughs and relaxes back into his seat, "I actually know a vegetarian fast food place…" Monroe says and trails off suggestively.
"Sure why not." I shrug with a smile on my face and let Monroe give me directions to a fast food vegetarian joint, which I didn't even know was possible.