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"Yeah, yeah.... I know but I've never been the go get'em type. You know this Crystal, so why are you still trying to push me all the way from Nevada?" You speak into your phone while finishing your morning coffee. "Trust me I know you aren't, you just need a push, I can't belive you've been there almost two months and still don't have any friends. " Your friend of 6 years tells you with a concerned tone. "Oh geez I have friends.. " you huff. " Employees you pay don't count y/n.. " You gulp down the last of your sweet life support for the day and set the cup in the sink as you glance at the clock. "Shit, I'm gonna be late, as much as i miss you i don't miss how you tend to make me late everytime we talk.. Ill call ya later, bye. " You end the call and plug in your headphones. Walking out the door you grab your bike, locking the door you climb on it and start for the park. Lucky for you, you had a house not far from your business and could easily get there by bike or walking, but thanks to your call you'd be biking it today.
You take the same way to and from work everyday, down the street through the park then down and across another street. The two months you'd been here had been busy, opening your own pet boutique and starting a new chapter here had proved to be quite exciting. The Portland environment is a huge change from your previous home in Las Vegas, but you loved it, right down to the mossy trees in the park you went through everyday. Today was no different, except you were already ten minutes late leaving your house. Throwing your phone in your jacket pocket, you pulled your headphones over your ears and coasted down the trail of the park. Your music drowning out all other sound as you shuffled through the songs.
Emerging from the park onto the sidewalk, you continued down the rows of mailboxes, when a song started to play that made you laugh. No fucking way, bad touch by the Bloodhound Gang, I forgot this was even on here, thinking to yourself as you sped past another house. The beep of a text drew your attention as you pulled your phone out. You were in the in the middle of replying when you slammed into something that knocked you to the ground, bike and all. Your phone went flying, ripping out the headphones causing Bad Touch to start blasting from the final resting place of your phone, you sat on the ground slightly stunned from impact, blinking looking for what you hit. "What the fuck did i hit? A fucking mailbox? " you groan as you see the four envelopes by your bike. "Umm no.. Not a mailbox, a man and a mailbox. " You hear a voice answer. Momentarily flustered you woge for a second as your eyes meet the owner of the voice. Your exposed skin covered in snow white fur all over, even your face showed with fox like features, but your eyes shined with a bright blue color. You retract it quickly when the man raises his eyebrows, then offers his hand to help you up.
You eye him cautiously, then accept his hand and stand with your bike. "I'm so sorry i ran into you, I was replying to a text and didn't see you. " you tell him as you grab your phone and quickly turn off the song. "Texting and driving isn't safe you know, but good song by the way." The man chuckles to you while collecting his scattered letters. "The names Monroe by the way. " he says offering you his hand again. "Y/n" you reply shaking it. "Your a Fuchsbau correct? " he asks while sticking the letters in box. "Uh.. Yeah, albino one to be exact. " you tell him while brushing the dirt off your pants. "And you are a? " your eyes watching him closely. Monroe woges and you see his red eyes, sharp teeth, pointed ears, and more fur around his face. "Blutbad" comes his gruff voice as he retracts his. " I've never met one before, but a friend of mine has and your not exactly what I expected. " you explain as you climb back on you bike, taking in his relaxed appearence. "I'm more a reformed big bad wolf so to say, and i guess that makes us even because until now i hadn't met an albino Fuchsbau." he says with a smile. You had to admit, he didn't appear to be a big bad wolf in his cozy grey sweater, jeans, scruffy beard and chocolate brown eyes.
Who let the dogs out suddenly started playing on your phone, you quickly answered it while still watching Monroe. "Hey, yeah that's fine, I'm on my way now see ya in like ten, OK.. Bye. " hanging up the phone you toss it back in your pocket. "Well, nice meeting you Monroe, but work calls, sorry again for running into you, I'll try to refrain from texting and driving. " you say smiling and you start down sidewalk again. He just smiles then turns to head back to his house. You start peddling down the street faster trying to get as much distance between you and the embarassing situation.
Arriving at your store your met with a couple customers and your receptionist Cassie, who shot you a smirk. "So was i interrupting something this morning?" You just walked past her with your first two clients and started the water for their baths as she followed you back. "No, actually you caused me to almost die of embarrassment when i was replying to your text about the dogs coming in early.... I slammed into a guy on my bike... " She nearly stops breathing from laughing so hard. "Well that's one way to meet'em. " You sigh as she heads back to the front to answer the phone and you start your busy morning.
Just returning from the deli across the street, you sit down and start eating. You had about an hour til your next client and Cassie had gone to lunch with her boyfriend. You hit the volume on the radio, what ever channel Cassie had left it on started to play Candy Shop, so you decided to leave it for now and enjoy it while you can. Halfway through your sandwich you hear the bell on the door, you quickly turn the music back down. "Cassie? Your back already? Thought you were meeting with Jonathan? " When you didn't get a response, you tossed your food down and walked out. "Hello?" You called out again looking around the shop. You saw a tall man with a tan jacket and jeans by the leashes with his back to you. "Hello sir, did you have any questions about the leashes or need help sizing collars? " As soon as he faced you, you immediately remembered him from your morning accident. "Hey y/n, and no i don't have any questions, house pets and Blutbads don't exactly mix. " He says with a small chuckle. "Well Monroe i don't see you as the nylon wearing type, so what brings you in? You head to the radio and switch it off. "I had a repair two shops down and saw the bike out in front and thought it looked like the one that ran me over earlier. " You let out a nervous laugh and could feel the blush across your cheeks. "sorry again about that.. " He just smiles and shrugs, still looking around the shop.
The sound of the bell catches both your attentions as Cassie enters. "So yeah.. I just thought I'd check out the shop, oh and here, i wanted to give you my card, I've seen you a few times coming from the park and figured you just moved here, and well.. If you need something just give me a call. " he hands you a business card. "Oh thanks, clock repair huh? " you skim over the card and slip out in your pocket. The bell dinging means your clients had arrived, " well thanks, but I've gotta get started on my last clients, but feel free to keep looking around of ya want. " Cassie comes to get you and smiles at Monroe, "I'll be going, i have to agree though I'm not big on nylon. " smiling you head over to your clients, "who was that guy? " Cassie asked while watching Monroe leave. "That would be my hit and run victim from this morning..."
Scanning through the next week's appointments you looked out the window watching the rain continue to pour with a frown across your features. It was nearly four in the evening, you had sent Cassie home over an hour ago, seeing that your afternoon client had canceled on you due to the rain, you didn't see the point in making her stay. With nothing left to do you flipped the open sign to closed and wheeled your back out from the back. Go figure this morning the weather had said just cloudly but by noon it was a down pour, meaning this would be one wet ride home. You pulled your hoodie over and started down the sidewalk then to the crosswalk. You were halfway across when an oncoming car continued through the light and clipped your bike sending you to the ground. "What the fuck? " you yelled as you jumped up, kicking the front bumper of the car. The driver just threw his middle finger up and sped off, splashing you with more street water. "Asshole! " you screamed at the disappearing taillights. Grabbing your bike you drug it to the side and looked out over, it was bent pretty well but not a total loss. There was no way you'd be able to ride it home and you really didn't want to walk in the rain. You sit under the awning of another shop and took in your options, wait it out or start dragging your bike, not a lot of choices here..
You pulled out your phone and scrolled through the contacts till you found Cassie's, but you were met with her voicemail. Of course, the one day you send her home early this happens. Scrolling down a few more you land on the newest contact you've added. You hesitated for a second, then hit the call button. With three rings the person picks up, "Monroe". "Hey Monroe, its y/n, i was wondering if i could ask you a favor, if your not busy that is? " There was a moment of silence then you heard a doorbell ring. "Just a second y/n, let me get that. " "yeah sure no problem, if your expecting company i can call later. " you tell him expecting him to agree. "No really it's OK just one sec... Hey Nick, come on in ill just be a minute. " You hear another male voice on the other end say something. "So y/n what's up?" Monroe asks with a chipper tone. "Well i was wondering if you could give me a ride home by chance?.. I kinda got clipped on my bike crossing the street and with the rain and bent bike i don't exactly want to walk.. " you explain as another wave of rain starts. "Oh my god are you hurt?" "What is? What happened?" You could hear the two men asking questions at the same time. "Monroe if it's a bad time i can try my co worker again I'm sure sh.. " You couldn't finish the sentence before being cut off. "We are on our way, just stay there and we'll see you in like 10." You hear him telling the other man to drive so they can fit your bike in his car better. "Thank you, I'm right across from my shop. "
The rain had finally started to let up, when a tan older looking land cruiser pulled up in front of you. Monroe exited the passenger side followed by another guy with dark hair. "What happend?" Came Monroe's first question as he looked at your bent bike against the wall. "Just some asshole decided to go through as i was crossing and clipped me, damn jerk didn't even stop. " the annoyance evident as you explained. "So it was a hit and run then? " the other man asked you. "Sotra, but I'm fine. I'm y/n by the way." Reaching out your hand to him. " Detective Nick Burkhardt. " he says shaking your hand. "Sorry, he's a friend of mine and i thought it would work better fitting your bike in his car over mine, its a bit small on trunk space. " Monroe explains while putting the bike in the back then opening the back passenger side door for you. "Thanks for getting me, you can just drop me off and go back to your previous plans i don't want to be in the way. " The three of you climb in and Nick starts the car and starts heading towards Monroe's street. "Nonsense, we don't have any plans, just to have a few beers, you can join us if you want. " You thought about it, your only plans were TV and sleep, plus your friends had been pushing you to meet people, at least one of them was a detective, so why not. "Okay, if your sure you don't mind. "
You all had made it to Monroe's place around five, luckly your work smock had kept you mostly dry. The three of you had been chatting and drinking for a couple hours, Monroe and Nick enjoying the beer but you had decided to stick with water. "Well i think I've taken up enough of your evening, i should start home, while there's no rain. " You set your glass in the sink and start to head to the door. "You don't have to go, let one of us drive you at least since it's dark out. " Nick tells you as you start to gather you hoodie. "Thank you, but you've done more then enough, i don't mind walking in the dark, I'll cut through the park and be home in five. " You say with a smile as you make it down Monroe's front stairs. "Just be careful then, those woods can get a bit dense. " Nick warns as they watch you walking away. "Nick she will be more then fine, she's a Fuchsbau.. " Nick quickly looked at Monroe then back to you before you entered the woods, "What? I didn't even know? How did you? And does she know I'm a Grimm?" Monroe just chuckled and sat back down with another beer. "She literally ran into me earlier and woged and that is how i know, she's an albino one, and no i didn't tell her what you were, she just opened up a dog boutique a couple months ago, i stopped by there earlier today. " he sips more beer and Nick just nods "For a second i thought I was losing my touch and didn't see it. "