Adalind was happy to see Trubel tucked safely in Nick's bed that he hadn't actually been using for at least a week. He had been crazy with worry about her, and Adalind hoped that having her under his roof would help relieve some of his stress.

She drifted off to sleep almost immediately, and Nick turned to Adalind to quiz her about Meisner, not at all surprising. "I want you to tell me everything you know about him," he said firmly, but not in an accusing way.

"Nick, I will tell you everything I know," Adalind paused. "Over breakfast." Nick started to protest, but before he could say anything, Adalind quickly added, "You haven't slept in two days. You need to get some rest. How can you take care of all of us if you don't take care of yourself." Adalind knew appealing to Nick's protective side was the only way to get him to agree.

"Okay," he reluctantly conceded. "I guess I am pretty beat. Not everyday you battle a giant rat, plus have a major fight in a hospital," he said somewhat laughing.

"What?" Adalind asked confused, as she was not in the know about the whole rat kind incident.

"I'll tell you later," Nick said. Adalind smiled and nodded. "Go get some sleep," she said and took a step toward the kitchen intending to make some tea assuming Nick would want someone to watch over Trubel. She was pretty used to surviving on little sleep and despite the craziness of the day had managed to squeeze in a quick nap.

"Aren't you coming?" Nick asked reaching out and grabbed her hand involuntarily as she began to walk away from him. He somewhat surprised himself, but the thought of her not sharing the bed made him feel somehow lonely.

"Oh," she said way too aware of the heat behind Nick's touch. "I thought maybe you'd want to me to stay with her."

Nick softened. "That's sweet, but she's going to sleep a long time, I'm sure," Nick said. "Besides, this place is so small, if she needs something, I'm sure we'll hear her." Nick was right. Not a lot of privacy.

"Okay," Adalind said smiling. She was well aware of the butterflies in her stomach at the thought that Nick wanted her to come to bed with him. She knew it was completely innocent, but she was pleased that just maybe he felt better being close to her the same way she did with him. She was already in her pajamas and ready for bed, so she headed for the bedroom while Nick went to the restroom to freshen up. She checked on Kelly, who was sleeping soundly and sat down on the side of the bed to rub some lotion on her elbows and hands to combat the dry air winter was bringing.

Nick entered the room a few minutes later looking exhausted but better having cleaned up. He closed the door quietly and smiled at Adalind as he crossed the room to change into something to sleep in. Adalind kept her eyes facing the other way to give him some privacy as he changed, though that was becoming nearly impossible in their current situation. She was so tempted to take a peek. She had seen glimpses of his toned physique and couldn't deny he was easy on the eyes.

She heard him groan slightly and couldn't help but turn to see what was wrong. She caught the tail end of him sliding him sliding his t-shirt down. "What's wrong?" she asked genuinely concerned.

"Oh nothing," he responded as he also sat down on his edge of the bed. "Must have tweaked my back at some point today," he said very nonchalantly and she felt certain this happened all the time. Grimms had more healing power than a regular human, but they were still human and still had aches and pains.

"Want me to rub it for you," she said somewhat impulsively before she couldn't really think about what she was saying. She was mostly thinking it, and then it just came out. Too late now, and it was a genuine offer.

Nick looked back, a little stunned, at her across the bed equally surprised by her offer. "Umm, that's okay. You don't have to do that." It wasn't a flat out rejection, so she pressed. "I really don't mind," she said. "It's the least I could do."

Nick was torn. He couldn't deny that he was craving a little bit of affection, and a massage from Adalind sounded so tempting. At the same time, he was nervous about further blurring the lines of whatever their relationship was. Bottom line – it was confusing. But, since they had both agreed they were beyond weird already, and he didn't want to hurt her feelings by turning her down, he eventually said, "Okay, if you are sure." Adalind smiled widely thrilled that she might have found a way to give something back to Nick for all he had done for her. "Absolutely," she confirmed then said, "Why don't you lie on your stomach?"

Nick did as she suggested tucking his arms under his pillow, committing in his head to enjoying this since he had already agreed to it, as she crawled across the bed toward him. She very gently straddled him sitting lightly on his lower back and backside. "Is this okay?" she asked. "Sure," he responded fully aware of the intimacy of the situation but too far-gone at this point to turn back. She was super light, and in truth, it had been so long since Nick had felt another person's touch in this way, and he was intrigued and excited.

"Where does it hurt most?" she asked mostly trying to remind herself of the real reason she was doing this, to help Nick, even though she was really excited about the chance to touch him, if she was being honest with herself.

"Mostly around my shoulders," he answered.

With that, Adalind gently put both hands on his back and began rubbing. Nick almost immediately melted into the bed at her touch. She dug her fingers firmly but gently into his upper neck and shoulder muscles, and it was all he could do not to moan with pleasure. He did sigh loudly making Adalind smile as she continued her work. After a few minutes of working her magic, Nick finally said, "This feels really good. Thank you."

"You're welcome," she responded smiling.

"I might fall asleep," Nick said after another few minutes. He was completely relaxed, and she smelled like the vanilla lotion she had been using earlier, making him that much more relaxed.

"That's the idea," she said back this time leaning close to his ear and saying it in more of a hushed whisper. Her breath on his ear made Nick suddenly awake again. This massage had shown him pretty clearly what he had sort of been trying to deny to himself, that he was super attracted to this woman. He wasn't sure exactly what that would mean in the future, but he had to admit it, at least to himself.

Nick did not end up falling asleep as Adalind continued for about another 10 minutes. She could now feel that he was truly relaxed under her hands and thought she probably couldn't justify continuing for much longer. She finally, and reluctantly, gently removed her hands and climbed off Nick. "Feel better?" she asked as she sat back onto the bed and Nick rolled onto his side to look at her. "You have no idea how much I needed that," he said honestly smiling at her. Suddenly feeling a bit shy for some reason, Adalind smiled and looked down at the bed. "Good," she managed then scooted off the bed so she could get under the covers as Nick did she same and turned off the light on the nightstand next to his side of the bed, which was all that was left on.

While they often started the night facing away from each other, tonight they both lay down facing the other. It was an unspoken shift in comfort. "Good night Adalind," Nick said reaching out and gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. She strongly resisted the urge to lean her face further into his hand though she couldn't help but close her eyes and take a deep breath. "Good night, Nick," she responded smiling.

Nick fell asleep almost immediately. He was exhausted and relaxed. Adalind lay awake for a while watching him before she drifted off herself wondering what excuse she could make up to touch him next. She was in big trouble, and she knew it. She was falling for Nick. How crazy was that? Crazy, but true.

Wouldn't this have been a funny scene before the next day with Trubel point blanks ask her if she is in love with Nick, and she fumbles all around. Could have added to her stumbling.