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“Considering how much sex we’ve been having lately, I’m surprised we haven’t had this pregnancy scare already.” Nick tried to dissolve the tension with a lighthearted chuckle. Ever since Kelly started to walk, Renard would take him whenever he had Diana over, as she didn’t like parting with her brother at all. It gave Adalind and Nick the much needed time alone, and…
“You know whether it turns positive or negative, it’s fine, right?” Adalind bit her lip, looking at the pee sticks as if staring at them made the results come faster. She took three tests, just to make sure. She run a hand through her hair and scratched her forearm, fidgeting more and more out of sheer anxiety, until Nick’s phone timer went off and the two practically jumped at the table, reaching for the tests.
Negative, negative, and negative.
“Oh thank fucking god.” Adalind groaned.
Nick let out a sigh of relief, one that he’s been holding for the last hour. “Preach. Look, I love our kids, but-“
“Two is more than enough, I agree.” Adalind dropped the tests into the bin and flopped on the bed. A laughter escaped her lips and she looked at Nick through half lidded eyes. “Should we celebrate?”
“Seriously?” Nick snickered. “We just freaked out about possibly having a third kid and you want to get in my pants already? Do you want me to knock you up? We don’t have any condoms.”
“Maybe you should get a vasectomy.” Adalind rolled onto her stomach. "Solve our problem once and for all."
Nick paused. He sat on the edge of the bed and reached out for Adalind's hand, his thumb brushing across her knuckles. "Is that what you want?"
"Well...wouldn't that be easier for you? For both of us?" Adalind tilted her head. "But if you don't want to-"
"I'll do it." Nick said hurriedly. "Getting snipped won't make me any less of a man. I'm a cop, I can still shoot, even if it's blanks."
Adalind snorted. "That's my man."
"Stop that." Nick pulled Adalind's hand away from her mouth ad chuckled when he saw how chewed up the nail of her thumb was. "You're more nervous than me. I'm the one getting the surgery."
Adalind huffed. She looked around the waiting room, taking in the sight of all the men, all of them anxious while their partners sat there unbothered. One guy was bouncing his leg, the other was shivering, another seemed to be on the verge of throwing up. But not Nick. Nick sat there calmly, waiting for his appointment as if it was just a routine dental checkup.
"Maybe this wasn't the best idea." Adalind said as she abruptly stood up and dragged Nick out of the door. "Come on."
"Wait, hold on honey-"
Adalind stopped in the hallway and shoved Nick against the wall. She lifted herself on her tiptoes and kissed him, maybe a little too passionately for the public, but she didn't care. "I'm not gonna let them neuter you."
"That's not-" Nick chuckled. "I'm not a dog."
"I know. But...I thought about it. A lot." Adalind pulled back. "I love the children that we have, but when I thought about it...I never expected to be a mother. I never expected to love a Grimm, let alone get married to one." She glanced at the rings on their hands. "I didn't expect to be on the good side. All of these things, they weren't planned, they just happened. And I'm happy that they did. I love you, and I want to be with you, just the way you are."
Nick let out an awkward chuckle. "So what are you saying?"
"I'm saying, cops don't shoot blanks." She held his hand, walking towards the exit of the clinic. "We'll start using protection from now on and I'll get on the pill in the meantime, but I'm not ready to close that door just yet. Besides, it would be nice, getting pregnant while I'm not pretending to be somebody else."