74The good news was they found a way to treat all of the zombies at once.
By turning it into a gas, they could release it into a room that contained a large group of the infected.
The bad news was that while the group was herding the cracher de mortel victims in one location, Nick had gotten sprayed with the wesen's green slime and kidnapped by Prince Eric Renard.
-GRIMM
Adalind's fist connected with a loud crack to Sean's face.
"You knew your brother was up to something and you said nothing!" The hexenbiest screamed. "You call yourself the prince of Portland, and yet you did nothing to help protect this city. Nick is gone and it's your fault!"
"There was nothing I could do." Sean defended himself. "I knew my brother had to be up to something, but I had no idea he was insane enough to hire a cracher de mortel. I assumed he would sneak verrat into the city, not turn Portland's citizens into rage zombies."
"Regardless of what could or should have been done, right now, we need to figure out how to save Nick." Monroe pointed out.
"I have contacts inside the palace that will aid us." Renard assured the group.
He was far from pleased at the situation. The very last thing he wanted was for his brother to have the grimm. That kind of advantage in the game of power would give Eric far too much of an upper hand. Sean was certain that all chances of him gaining a seat among the royals would vanish. And so would Sean, if he was deemed a threat and useless to the family.
But as it turned out, the plane carrying the cracher de mortel and an infected Nick did not make it far from Portland.
-GRIMM
The cracher de moertel was surprised to discover the coffin holding the grimm began to shake. All of his other victims, both human and wesen, had been unconscious for much longer.
The grimm broke through the coffin lid, causing large splinters of wood to fly.
The blowfish wesen cammanded Nick to obey as the grimm lunged at him, but it was of no use. He was not the grimm's master.
First he killed the cracher de motel, and then he attacked the pilots, causing the plane to dive to the ground in a fiery crash.
The only being to emerge from the wreckage was a very angry and dangerous looking Nick Burkhardt.
-Grimm
"We just got word of a plane crash. A witness swears they saw a man walk away from the fire and smoke, but that the man headed in a different direction too fast for the witness to get a good look at them." Wu announced.
"I'm willing to bet my entire stamp collection that the survivor was Nick." Monroe said.
Rosalee agreed. "With Nick being a grimm, he may not have acted the same as the others did when sprayed by the cracher de mortel."
"He doesn't act normally to anything." Adalind observed. "I just hope the cure brings him back to himself."
"We have to find him first." Hank pointed out. "Then we can worry if the cure will work or not."
Knowing they would need help finding Nick, Felicia and Caroline were called and asked to help with the search.
Unfortunately, Kelly Burkhardt had left Portland that afternoon, before the gang discovered where the cracher de mortel was keeping his victims, to investigate the arrival of a dozen hundjager in Seattle Washington. She believed they were verrat and were a greater threat to her son.
Since Kelly didn't have a cell phone, so no one could track her, the group was unable to get a hold of her until she checked her email.
While the group would have liked to have the mother grimm in helping track Nick and giving him the cure, it was impossible.
They made do and made up a plan for the best way of tracking Nick.
Wu stayed behind to listen to dispatch so he would know if there were any reports that sounded like Nick could be involved.
The others cautioned against approaching Nick alone.
"The rage people were stronger than normal." Monroe pointed out. "Since Nick is a grimm, he's stranger than a normal man. I think it is a pretty good assumption that a zombie Nick will be even stranger."
"A zombie grimm." Caroline shuddered. "Sounds like a being from a wesen's darkest nightmares."
-GRIMM
Adalind felt a strong pull in a certain direction. She couldn't explain it, but she swore she could feel Nick's pain.
She focused on that feeling. Focused on her love for Nick and her need to help him.
"Turn here." She commanded Rosalie. "I can see through his eyes, he's approaching a bar."
Sensing how dangerous it would be if Nick went into a crowded place of business, Adalind quickly thought of any way she could use their bond to convince him to not enter the building.
First warning Rosalie to ignore everything she was about to say, Adalind focused all her energy and astral projected herself to Nick.
Having never done it before, she wasn't sure she could do it, but she knew she needed to do something to protect the man she loved.
Perhaps it was due to desperation, or maybe having Nick's blood in her made her more powerful, Adalind was able to go to Nick.
"Nick, baby, why don't you come and chase me." Adalind teased in a sing-song voice.
Continuously keeping herself out of his reach at all times, Adalind led Nick away from any homes and businesses.
Unfortunately, on the edge of the parking lot was a group of five men who were very large and very drunk. Men who were waiting to pick a fight with somebody.
Seeing Nick, who looked just as red eyes and enraged as they were, they felt he was the perfect target.
They could also see Adalind's astral form. Because they were drunk, they didn't question how a beautiful blonde suddenly appeared out of thin air. All they cared about was messing with her to provoke a fight out of her boyfriend.
"Hey honey, how about getting some real power between your legs." One called.
Adalind ignored him, she focused on trying to get Nick away from the group. But the men only started moving closer.
"Bitch, I'm talking to you!" The first man shouted angrily.
The men were posing an obvious threat. There was no way they were going to let Nick walk away. Adalind could make herself disappear, she knew she was not in danger, but Nick couldn't understand that in his zombie state.
Two made to grab for Adalind. Because she wasn't solid, they ended up running into each other.
Nick snarled and ran at them. Dazed with confusion on how they could have missed grabbing the blonde, the two men were left vulnerable to the attack of the zombie grimm. Nick literally picked up one and threw him at his friend.
The man who had shouted at Adalind pulled out a switch blade and ran at Nick while he was occupied with the other two. However, Nick was able to spin quickly, grab the arm holding the knife and twist it around, making the man stab himself in the stomach.
A fourth man, seeing how easily his friends went down in hand to hand combat, decided to pick up a large rock and throw it at the mysterious man.
With his sharp hearing, Nick sensed the object coming and caught it in midair, he then charged after the thrower of the rock, who screamed and ran for his motorcycle.
The fifth man had already gotten on his and was heading straight for Nick with a broken beer bottle.
Nick dug his feet in and gripped the machine, causing it to turn and collide with the fifth man who thought he was safe when he had gotten on his bike and was trying to run away.
Adalind starred in breathless amazement. Watching Nick had been darkly thrilling. A part of her wanted to feel bad for the men. But knowing they had been up to know good anyway had her delighted that they dealt with Nick.
She told Rosalie to inform the others that Nick had gotten into a fight and had injured five men. She then focused on getting Nick to a clearing she knew were they could all approach him and give him the cure.
Wu assured them he would handle the scene at the bar. The rest of the group made their way to the location Adalind directed and soon all of their vehicles were surrounding Nick.
Adalind stopped her astral projection as soon as everyone arrived. She noticed Nick look around for her and refocus on her quickly as when she got out of the car.
Renard, Monroe and Hank approached Nick. Having been told of the fight at the bar, Monroe and Renard woged into their wesen forms to tap into their other sides' strength.
Unfortunately, all that resulted in was the tree men being thrown to the ground.
"I don't think brute force is going to work here." Caroline observed.
"Maybe if someone distracts him while someone else runs at him with the cure." Felicia suggested.
"Running at him will only make him angry and cause him to fight back." Adalind warned. "He will see it as a threat."
An idea emerged in her mind. She woged fully. "Nick, it's okay, baby." Adalind said gently. "We're here to help you."
"Adalind, what are you doing?" Renard chastised the hexenbiest.
But Adalind knew her plan had worked. She had Nick's full attention. She moved closer to him and he visibly relaxed, allowing her to touch him.
"It's like he thinks the hexenbiest is his master. Or really, his mistress." Monroe observed.
Adalind slowly lifted Nick's shirt and, keeping eye contact with him, said, "Rosalee, inject him with the antidote. I'll keep him focused on me."
Slowly, the fuchsbau moved toward her friends. When it appeared as if Nick was going to look at Rosalee, Adlind gripped his neck and brought their faces closer together. It gave the brunette the chance she needed and Nick collapsed to the floor once he had received the antidote.
"You mind telling me why your hexenbiest has such a hold over him." Renard said as if it were a command.
Adalind's only reply was a smile filled with sweet venom.
Renard suspected the truth, but was uncertain if telling the others would work in his favor. And he hated playing his hand unless he was certain it was a winner. So he decided to remain silent on the issue. For the moment.
