Summary:
As Nick, Hank and Wu struggle to find Stiles, said kid is diving deeper into the world of Grimm's and wesen.
Mom?
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Stiles POV:
Daniel woke me. I just sat there, a letter clutched in my hand. Daniel being a kind friend, made me some tea and moved me to his apartment above the shop.
"Hey, Stiles, what's wrong?" Daniel asks gently.
"My dad. He died." I say flatly.
He's dead, gone for good, forever. I start crying; I haven't cried like this in a long time. I was given a literal shoulder to cry on.
"Thanks, Daniel."
I have to bake him a cake or something he's being such a good friend.
After a few hours of grief, I eventually pulled myself back into the world. I drank the now cold tea and picked myself up and walked over to the trunks. Daniel went out like an hour ago; he said he'd pick up some stuff from my hotel, and grab food. I figured I wasn't going to go back to the precinct until I sorted this shit out. I like Wu and Hank and Nick, but they are way too involved in my problems. No, I need to configure all this stuff that my d-d-dad sent me.
I pulled over the first trunk, it was old, but I feel like I've seen it before. Maybe somewhere in my house. My dad did send it, so he must've been holding on to it. I tried to open it, but of course, it was locked. I reread the letter, but it didn't really mention the trunk just that he was leaving me some stuff.
I was confused for a while till I remembered the folder sent with it. I had placed it on the table downstairs. I quickly ran down, grabbing the envelope and walking back to the trunks. Upon opening the folder, there are five keys, three look average, old, but regular keys, but there are two weird-looking keys in addition. Green in color, and they have like inscriptions on the side or a design of some sort. They were freaking cool looking but not the keys for the trunks I'd imagine since there were only two of them. I fit one key in the first trunk, but it didn't open, yet the next one was a fit. Opening the trunk led to awesomeness. Piles of books, big old (assumably) Grimm books. I was like a kid on Christmas, so much unexplored information. I can't wait to bury myself, lousy joke, fuck at this point I'll spiral at all death sarcasm. But I can't just push away the grief either; I have to go to his funeral, I have to face everyone from Beacon Hills, who forgot about me, even though I tried to keep in touch.
Oh boy, so much heartache these next few days.
I push away those thoughts and move onto the next trunk. This one, even though the key fit, took a bit to open it, probably due to its age. But once open, there was a faded letter sitting on top of some outdated clothes. I grabbed the letter and ripped it open, inside was a handwritten letter from… my mom. What does she have to do with this?
Same Day Just Earlier; Nick's POV:
Where the hell did this kid go? Wu has been watching that hotel. Hank has been checking out the database for any hits. I have been walking the streets on captain's orders, but he's just gone. I finally got back to the precinct, and I was just about to dit when Wu rushes in.
"I think I got something. It's a stretch, but honestly, it makes sense."
Hank and I focused on wanting to know any leads.
"So I was watching the hotel, and I saw a guy go in. I thought I recognized him, but I couldn't place it till he started carrying stuff out of the hotel. First off, it was Stiles' stuff, his bookbag, and whatnot. So I was trying to remember the guy and its that guy who mugged him, remember Daniel Brown or something. He was taking all of the kid's stuff. Maybe he kidnapped Stiles. He is a wesen, and maybe he knows Stiles is a Grimm. That could be bad for the kid. That should be enough to get a warrant or something, right?"
"Yeah we could say that guy tried to mug the kid, and now he was stealing his stuff and the kids missing so it will definitely get us a warrant, even if not we can ring the doorbell legally without one," Hank says.
"Or I could go as a Grimm, then there won't be anything legal about it," I tell them.
"Are we telling the Captain?" Wu asks.
"We might as well. He's pretty set to find Stiles, and he's probably the most qualified to tell the kid about his father's death." I say.
We end up telling the captain and all of us under the guise of a Grimm; we head to Daniel Brown's apartment/bookstore apparently. It's a quaint looking store. It leads me to think why would he ever after mug someone. We scout around the outside not seeing Daniel nor his car. We don't really hear anything from inside.
But we can't be sure that Stiles isn't in there. I don't want to wait I want to just go in and see, but I also want to catch Daniel in the act so that we could arrest him. We should have just originally arrested him I shouldn't have let Stiles talk us out of it. We waited there for two hours before Daniel eventually drove back home.
It looked like he was carrying food for more than one person, and Stiles is clothing and stuff from his hotel. I found it a little weird, but he took his clothing and stuff, but I can't really tell what the guy is thinking. Considering that he kidnaps a grim and didn't kill a Grimm, the guy is not as typical as wesen usually think. Not that I'm complaining that he didn't kill the kid because I know it's the opposite. I'm glad that he didn't, but it's just peculiar.
The whole situation of how they met and how Stiles freed him, it's just rubbing me the wrong way. I feel like we're missing something, but I just can't pinpoint what it is. Once the guy goes back in the apartment, we wait for ten more minutes, and then the Captain and I ring the doorbell while Wu and Hank circle around back so that if he does try to escape, we got both front and back covered.
Outside POV:
*Ring*
Daniel Brown opens the door with a confused face. Considering he didn't expect any company. Especially since Stiles is with him, hiding out here. But he comes face-to-face with the other Grimm. Panic sets in, of course, because he's protecting someone from the cops. He's also panicking because they must have followed him from Stiles' Hotel.
He should have known they were watching the place. He tries to slam the door back shut, but the Grimm forces his way in. A sound from behind him distracts the Grimm from punching him in the face, which he looked like he was going to do.
Turning around, he sees Stiles frozen halfway on the staircase. And now it's an awkward standstill because nobody knows what to do.