Adalind was sent to Portland for one specific purpose, to retrieve the key that Nick had in his possession. Eric had stated that he wanted Sean to be the one to obtain the key, but she knew he wouldn't. This was something she was going to take care of herself but she also had an ulterior motive. Not only was she here for the key, but she was also there for it's current holder.

Ever since she laid eyes on Nick, she knew she wanted him. Not just to have a Grimm on her side, but because there was simply something about him that she found herself drawn to. However, back then she had still been hung up on Renard to do anything about it. Instead she let both him and her own mother use her to get what they wanted. She knew she'd been used when she had been stripped of her powers and turn aside and called useless.

Imagine her surprise when she returned to Portland to find out that Renard and Juliette seemed to have something going on, something very romantic. No one except a select few knew that she was here, the captain was one of them but she didn't bother to tell him what her business. What was more important was how Nick was reacting to everything and he certainly looked like a loose cannon. She'd occasionally spotted them together and the glared that he gave Renard told her that he knew. A perfect time to have her fun with him.

She pulled out her phone and dialed his number, grinning when she heard his voice on the other end.

"Well, hello there Nick, how good it is to hear your voice again."

"Adalind, how the hell did you get this number? You know what? Never mind. Unless you have called to fix what you've done we're done talking."

"Oh don't be like that… and just maybe I can help with this little situation of yours," It was all a lure to get him to meet her. There was no way she would try to help with that. "We should talk about this in person. Let's meet."

There was a long silence before Nick finally responded. "Okay, but you better not be fucking with me, got it? Where and when?"

"I'm staying at the deluxe, room 212. Say, oh, about 8 o'clock?" She was about to hang up before a final thought hit. "And Nick? Don't tell anyone where you're going." Click.

Nick shouldn't have come, shouldn't be currently standing in front of Adalind's hotel suite. Maybe he had too much to drink. But he wasn't in the best state of mind at the moment and if he stayed in Monroe's house he would have to address how he felt, not that it would do any good. So here he was, about to talk to the very person responsible for this in the beginning.

He was about to knock on the door but the door opened before his knuckles even touched it. Adalind stood there smiling at him, something he certainly didn't expect.

"Are you planning on standing out there all night? Come on in," she swung to the side a little and gestured for him to come in, "Take a seat and I'll be right with you."

"Can we just skip the small talk and just get this over with? I'd rather not waste anymore time than I have to." Nick muttered as he quickly entered the suite, turning to face her the moment the door closed. "You told me you would fix this, so fix it."

Adalind rolled her eyes at him, but it seemed she wasn't surprised by his reaction. After everything she'd done, she had it coming.

"Okay, so I have a confession to make. I can't fix anything and before you go blaming me, I'm not responsible for what Renard has done." She said softly, yet seemed seductive… "It's a shame that he had to go and steal Juliette like that. If I were you I would feel betrayed. By both of them."

Nick glared and got right up to her face, using a hand to grip one of her arms tightly.

"Why should I believe you when it was you in the first place who took Juliette's memories away? How do I know you aren't pulling the strings?" He snapped, not realizing just how tight he was holding her as he shook her, "Why are you doing this to me?"

Adalind winced in response to how tight he was holding her arm. There was no doubt there would be a red spot there the moment he released his grip…

"Nick, I would never go this far. Believe it or not, I do have my boundaries but he apparently doesn't." She sounded convincingly sympathetic, "But we can talk more about that later, you obviously have been under too much stress. How about I help you relieve some of that?"

Nick loosened his grip slightly in response, caught off guard by what she was implicating. He then shook his head, letting go of his grip all together and backed away. "No, I can't do that to Juliette.."

"Oh come on, it's not like she isn't already doing that to you, knowing how Sean is. I bet they've done at least once." She closed the distance between them and wrapped her arms around him to pull him even closer, "One night wouldn't be so bad, huh? I promise, it'll stay just between us. Live a little."

This was another moment that he would usually just walk out, and he knew he would regret it the next day... But impulses controlled by emotions kicked in and next he knew his lips were locked with hers in the heat of the moment, as he was pressing her against the door.

Adalind's hands wormed down his sides, quickly working pulling his shirt off. The kiss temporarily broke as the shirt came flying off. "Now that's the side I wanted to see." She smirked and just as soon as they parted, their lips were right back where they had started.

Nick very quickly worked on unbuttoning her shirt and then removing the bra that had been underneath. Once that was off he kissed his way down her neck, earning a moan from Adalind.

"Mm, Nick…" She gasped, hands burying themselves in his arm and gripping it, "Let's go somewhere...more comfortable."

I'm not sure how far this will go, but we'll see. Also, I don't really write smut often so don't expect detail. xD