A/N1: Grimm is the property of NBC. I own nothing.

A/N2: This story picks up at the end of the series. I may go back at some point and write about the events from Tribunal to The End or I may add a few scenes to this story as flashbacks but a little background needed for this story:

Lycanthropia did turn Wu into a Wesen. I thought it was dumb that they were so insistent that he was just sick when you can create hexenbiest so why can't Wesen be created. He is a Wildermann just because that's what he looks like when he transforms.

Renard was under a zaubertrunk cast by Bonaparte when he went so power hungry in the Mayor race. He's still not quite good, but he isn't evil.

Trubel really did kill Juliette. She wasn't brought back as Eve.

For this story, Monroe and Rosalee got married in June.

Candy Calvert was standing in the lobby of the Portland Grand Hotel with Monroe and Rosalee. She thought she was waiting for Drew to show up. It was her birthday and they were having dinner to celebrate. She couldn't believe how much had happened in the last year. Monroe and Rosalee had gotten married and were having triplets. She had met Drew at their wedding and fallen in love. Juliette had betrayed them all and Trubel had killed her to keep her from killing Nick. Adalind was their friend now and Nick had a kid with her. She felt bad about Juliette's death, but surprisingly Nick and Adalind made a great couple. They had learned that a Hexenbiest could choose to not be a hexenbiest, that Lycanthropia turns humans into Wildermann, and the rat king was real. They had fought the Wesenrien, Black Claw, and a power hungry Renard under a zaubertrunk from Bonaparte. Then there was the whole thing with Zerstorer that only Nick could remember. He had said that they all died trying to fight it. Personally, Candy was kind of glad that the last thing she remembered about that was rushing into Monroe and Rosalee's house to warn Nick not to open the mirror. It sounded like something none of them ever needed to remember again. Everyone was looking forward to a better year than the last had been.

Just the day before Drew had come home looking wiped out. He had thrown his duty belt and jacket on the kitchen table and sat down, pulling Candy into his lap and said, "Today, I took four robbery calls, spent three hours filling out employee appraisal reports on the new recruits, handled two noise disturbances, and worked a wreck on the Washington bridge in the rain."

"Poor baby," she'd smirked and kissed his forehead.

"No one woged, nobody fell under a spell, and not one person tried to eat a baby," he continued. "It was a damn good day."

She had laughed at the time, but honestly, that was exactly what they all needed for awhile. Just a few good days. Maybe even a good year.

Sean Renard didn't know why he was still at the Portland Grand hotel. He hadn't been invited. He was only there to pick up Diana. He ran a little bit late at work, so Adalind had told him to meet them there to take Diana for the weekend. Somehow, he had found an uneasy peace with everyone and he and Adalind and Nick were actually making the co-parenting thing work with only a little awkwardness. After all, when a man is willing to face down the actual evil incarnate to protect your child, it made the usual co-parenting squabbles seem stupid. Still, he knew no one really trusted him after the whole Zaubertrunk situation where he'd tried to kill Nick, forced Adalind to be with him, fired Hank and Wu, and basically started a wesen war in Portland. He was sure they didn't want him around.

However, when he'd told Diana it was time to go, she had stomped her feet and declared that she wanted to stay and that he always made her leave when good things were happening. Then she'd folded her arms across her chest and declared, "You saved her life, Daddy. You 're involved."

At that Renard laughed but gently said, "But, Diana, we weren't invited to this party and we need to leave."

"It's okay, Captain," Wu had spoken up then. "Stay." He knelt down in front of Diana. "You know what? Your daddy saved my life too."

"He did?" Diana's eyes went wide and she stared up at Sean with unbridled admiration. "Did he save you from the bad people like he did Candy?"

Wu shook his head. "No. He saved me from being a bad person."

"Oh. Were you Verrat?" She asked.

"No, just human," he shook his head again, "But not all bad things are wesen and not all good things are human." He stood back up.

"I like you." Diana smiled up at him and slipped her hand into his. "Don't worry. Candy's going to like her gift," she said in her eerie way of knowing things. "I'm glad because I like her too. I like when she sings."

"I like when she sings, too," Drew confessed.

"Speaking of Candy, shouldn't they be here by now?" Nick asked, looking at his watch.

"They're in the lobby," Wu said. "Monroe convinced her that they are waiting for me to get here from work."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Hank asked.

Before Drew could answer, Trubel burst through a back door, running at full steam.

"I'm here, I'm here!" Trubel stopped in front of the group and tried to catch her breath. "You haven't done it yet, have you?"

"Yes," Wu deadpanned. "And she got so upset that she ran out. Thanks for asking."

"Dude, shut up," Trubel responded, trying to sound annoyed but she was smiling. "Well, let's get started. I'm starving."

"There's a shock," Nick said, walking up and hugging her.

Wu pulled his phone out of his pocket and texted Monroe.

"Oh, you know what," Monroe said, looking at his phone. "I think I misread that last text. Wu has actually been waiting for us in the dining room. Sorry." He took both women by the hand and led them towards a private dining room. He stopped at the door and knocked.

"Why are you knocking?" Candy asked, but he responded by opening the doors.

"Surprise!"

"Oh!" Candy cried her hand over her mouth. "Drew! I said no party."

"I probably wasn't listening," he smiled.

"Trubel!" Candy rushed to hug her friend that she hadn't seen in weeks.

"And she hugs Trubel," Drew cracked though he wasn't offended.

"Sorry, sorry. Thank you," she laughed, kissing him. She hugged everyone else.

"Okay, Diana," Renard said. "You saw the good thing. Now let's go."

"That wasn't the good thing," Diana replied. "We have to wait."

"I can't believe you got Trubel to come," Candy told Drew, hugging him again, before linking arms with Trubel and leading her to the table.

"Like I would miss this," Trubel said.

"Her friend being here isn't the good thing either," Diana reported though no one asked. She grabbed both of her parents' hand and led them over to the table, taking the seat between them.

"So how did you two meet?" Adalind asked as everyone was finishing supper.

"At Monroe and Rosalee's wedding," Candy replied. "I went outside to escape Mom and Dee...,"

"You were throwing a fit," Drew smirked.

"I was..., yeah, probably," she agreed. "Anyway, he introduced himself and gave me donuts."

"After you demanded proof that I was actually a police officer and then insulted my name," he laughed.

"You're name is Drew Wu. Your parents were just setting you up to get insulted," she stuck her tongue out.

"Again, someone named Candy is making fun of my name."

"Was it love at first sight?" Adalind cooed.

"I think I fell in love when I heard her sing," Drew replied.

"Thanksgiving," Candy answered.

"Thanksgiving?" Drew asked, surprised. "I was in Seattle."

"Well, actually the night before you left for Seattle," Candy explained. "Don't you remember the guy who broke into the shop looking for Freddy?"

"That guy wasn't high, was he?" Drew asked, remembering the guy's nervous demeanor.

"No." Candy admitted. "Well, yes, but not on anything you would have known. He was a mauzhertz and he was in trouble with the Verrat. Anyway, when that guy broke in, it made me realize just how much I didn't want something to happen to you because of me."

"Wait, you told me that guy was an addict," he replied.

She shook her head. "You said he was an addict, I just rolled with it."

"I did, didn't I? Okay, then I guess you're off the hook for not telling me the truth," he smiled, remembering that he also let Franco think Candy and Monroe were abducted because of a drug deal gone bad.

"Then Trubel moved in and I had to tell you because she can't keep secrets," Candy winked at her friend.

"That's for sure," Nick spoke up.

"You know, you were the first person I heard use the word wesen," Wu said to Trubel.

"Yeah. I screwed that one," Trubel laughed. "I had to pretend it meant 'without blood'."

"Mommy," Diana interrupted.

"Yes, Darling?" Adalind answered.

Diana whispered something in her ear.

"Okay," Adalind replied. "Excuse us." She got up and took Diana's hand. "Here," she took Kelly from Nick. "He probably needs a break too."

"I'll go help you," Rosalee volunteered but Adalind waved her away.

"Thanks, but I got it. Stay in your seat while you can."

"Okay, Miss Diana," Adalind said, finally getting her daughter alone for a few moments in the bathroom. "Spill it. Why are you insisting on your dad staying here tonight? And don't tell me that it's because you miss all the good things. We both know that isn't true."

Diana looked around as if seeking a way out of answering for a moment before finally looking back at Adalind.

"Because, Mommy, he and Nick, and Hank, and Sergeant Wu used to talk nice to each other, but they don't anymore," she finally admitted.

Adalind wondered how Diana could know that since she had only ever known the men together during and after Renard being under Bonaparte's zaubertrunk and the events with Black Claw, but she encouraged her to go on. "What does that have to do with tonight?"

"They have to remember that they used to be nice to each other and that they still can be," Diana continued, "because if they don't, when the bad thing happens, they won't be able to fix it and if they can't fix it, then my friend won't have his daddy. If my friend doesn't have his daddy, then he won't be here and he won't be my friend so when the really bad thing happens to Kelly, he won't be there to stop it." She looked on the verge of tears.

"What bad thing?" Adalind questioned. "Nothing bad is going to happen to Kelly. Nick and I take very good care of your brother and you." She hugged her little girl tightly.

"Not now, Mommy. It'll happen when we are big," she tried to explain. "I don't know what the bad things are, but I know that if Daddy and the others don't remember that they like each other, then the one bad thing will lead to lots more and one of those things will hurt my brother badly and I can stop it, if I can just get everyone to be nice again."

"Well, Honey, that's not your job," Adalind tried to explain. She didn't try to tell Diana that these 'bad things' weren't going to happen because her daughter had a scary way of being right about things like that. "You don't have to make anyone do anything. All you have to do is a be a little girl, okay?"

Diana nodded solemnly. "But mommy, please try to make them remember if you can."

"If I can," Adalind promised more to calm Diana than to really take action, but if she saw a chance to make them reconcile, she wouldn't be opposed to taking it. She wiped Diana's eyes and kissed her head. "So what is the good thing that's going to happen tonight if it wasn't the surprise party or Trubel being here?" She changed the subject.

"Oh, that! You'll have to wait and see," Diana grinned. "Come on. We need to go back to the table. We're having cake soon."

Adalind let Diana lead her back to the dining room. As soon as they sat down, a waitress brought out a cake and lit the candles. The cake was one of Phoebe Wurstner's masterpieces, all creamy, swirly icing, and roses. Except for the rose in the middle. It wasn't made of icing. It wasn't a real rose either. It was silver and looked as delicate as crystal. Candy stared at the cake for a long moment, then look at Drew, then back at the rose in the center, a smile spreading across her face. It was a box.

"You are such a dweeb," she said, smiling at Drew again. "You know that?"

"Blow out the candles," he replied, trying to keep a straight face.

She leaned forward and blew out the candles to the applause of the group.

Drew took the silver rose from the cake, got down on one knee, and opened the lid.

"Candy, I've never met anyone like you before. No matter what life throws at you, you keep smiling. You see the good in me, even when I can't see it in myself. Especially when I can't see it. You make me want to be the man you see in me. Will you marry me?"

Candy didn't think she could smile any bigger. She ducked her head and covered her face with hands, suddenly aware of everyone staring at her. When she looked up again, she was still smiling. A million thoughts running through her head as she tried to focus long enough to form her answer.

"Say yes," Diana whispered, then clapped her hands over her mouth, as if she was unaware that she'd said it out loud until she heard her own voice. "Sorry," she squeaked, before cover her mouth again. Her face was bright red all the way to her ears. Renard and Adalind were glaring at her but everyone else laughed including Candy and Drew.

"Thank you, Diana," Candy said cheerfully, the tension broken. She looked back at Drew. "Yes."

"Yes?" He replied.

"Yes," she laughed. "Yes."

Drew slipped the diamond ring on her finger, then kissed her as everyone clapped.

Candy wiped her eyes. "Enough. Let's eat some cake."

When Diana was finished with her cake, Renard once again told her it was time to leave. But this time, he wasn't as irritated as he had been the times before. Not that he'd ever admit to it, but he was glad to have been there. Despite all that had happened, he still cared about Drew Wu. He had watched the man in front of him change from a smart mouthed drug dealer to one of the best police officers he'd ever served with and he was happy to see good things happening in his life even if he was only there because Wu had a soft spot for Diana.

"It's okay, Daddy," Diana said. "You can enjoy your coffee. I'm going to go lay down by Kelly." She climbed out of her chair and grabbed his overcoat off the back of his chair, dragging it over to the small sofa Adalind had laid Kelly on earlier when he had fallen asleep. She neatly arranged Sean's coat over both of them, cast a beseeching look at Adalind, and then promptly fell asleep.

Sean knew it was Diana's doing that he couldn't find away to argue with her. Or maybe he didn't really want to.

Over coffee, talk had turned from weddings and well wishes to when everyone had met. Somehow, Adalind knew this was the chance she was supposed to take. She looked at Diana, then at the five men sitting at the table. With an almost imperceptible flick of her wrist, Hank spoke up.

"You know what I've always wondered," he said, leaning back in his chair. "Is how you two met." He pointed from Wu to the Captain and back. "Because I know it wasn't when you were hired. I've heard snippets of that speech you give the rookies."

"You don't want to hear that," Renard deflected.

"No, I do too," Nick said. "The rookies won't tell us. They all seem to think they've been let in on some great secret."

"You really want to know?" Drew chuckled. "I met Captain Renard when he was Lt. Renard and he arrested me." He paused for a moment, then added, "For jaywalking."

"No," Renard countered. "I arrested you for dealing in Stillman Park. I just called it jaywalking because that's all I could actually catch you doing."

"If I was dealing, then where were the drugs," Drew smirked. He had been dealing but Renard had never caught him dealing or even holding.

"I still ask myself that," Renard admitted with a grin. "I believe when I asked, you told me to 'go fuck myself'."

"I did not. If I remember," Wu said. "I said, 'Fuck you, Bitch! You don't have anything on me. I ain't telling you shit.' Then you kicked the chair out from under me." He stopped for a moment. "You know, you used to be a lot more lax on what constituted police brutality back then."

"That was before I had to fill out the paperwork," Renard smirked. "Actually, I was just pissed. I knew you were dealing but I couldn't catch you. You made my buyer four times and when I finally got you on something, you weren't even holding. Are you ever going to tell me how you were doing it?"

Wu smiled and looked around before looking back at Renard. "Fine. I'm in a good mood and the statue on that has run out, so in the interest of putting the past behind us, I'll tell you." He leaned forward. "I never carried anything. People would come buy from me and I would give them a piece of paper with an address and some writing on it. They'd take the paper to the address and Angelo would give whatever amount I had written on the paper in Tagalog."

"I knew you were dealing," Renard declared triumphantly. "Everyone thought I was crazy."

Drew laughed, "I got the idea from another gang that ran up in Seattle."

"I can't believe you were really a drug dealer," Nick replied. "I always thought that was just something you made up to impress the rookies."

"Me too," Hank said with a smile.

"You know you were copying a wesen gang," Rosalee spoke up. "That's how they sell Jay. They sell tickets to an Island of Dreams, a wesen drug den."

"I didn't know they were wesen," Wu replied. "But I did pay attention to how they sold and that they never got caught."

"Well, I'm just glad you decided to take the advice I gave you that day," Renard said.

"Me too," Drew replied. "And I'm grateful that you kept your word." He held his hand out to the older man.

Renard shook his hand accepting the gesture.

Adalind sat back in her chair and smiled. She knew one conversation wasn't going to heal everything the men had been through. One conversation wasn't going to make them 'talk nice' to each other again, but it was a start. She'd done her part and it was up to them now, she thought as they all talked late into the night.

Please R and R.