A.N. So here's another chapter guys. So I used German here with Google Translate so if it's wrong please tell me. Same with me and the plot of Grimm I don't fully remember it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Grimm I'm just using the characters as puppets, muhahaha.

Chapter Two: Grimoire? No, Grimmoire.

Everyone sat around Nik shocked at what his Aunt did to him. Adalind hugged him as best as she could and Trubel gripped his thigh. The others gave silent support around him.

"The next memory is one of the first lessons I had with my master." Nick told them.

FLASHBACK- MEMORY TWO

"Nickolas! Come, come. It's finished." His master called him towards her workroom where he had something waiting for him.

Nick rushed into the room extremely excited about his creation as his master was. He walked toward the window of the slightly crowded room. There sat many flowers and potted herbs but what he was looking for was a black book that sat in the middle of these things.

two days of painstaking cutting pulling and gluing led to this his beautiful creation, his Grimoire. The first thing his master wanted him to create to record his lessons and what he learned both with and without her.

" Go on. Touch it." His master pushed him lightly towards his book.

His is slowly walked towards and picked up the blackleather bound book. It was mostly plain. It had a sliver latch and lock to close it. The front was textured and in the middle of it had a stylised cursive 'NB'.

"It's so beautiful." Nick whispered, holding it close to his chest now.

"It is. Now, I've given it a book binding and spell to bring it to life. Books like these normally get enough magic imbued into it for it to come alive but I takes awhile and not all spells can stop others from getting into it." His master spoke, getting into teacher mode, fully bringing his attention to her. "As you know the book binding bound it to you, so once you call it, no matter where it is, it will come to you."

Nick listened slightly in awe, as he was a beginner in magic some things were still new to him. He clutched the book even tighter. He Felt a presence against his skin but his knew it was the book. His book, only his, as his master said the sentience on the book would make it reject anyone else unless he bound them to the book also.

"Thank you so much master. I'll put this to very good use." He smiled brightly.

"I know you will, little Grimm. You going to be great, I just know it." Master said in her mysterious way, with a small smile.

He nodded to her, he never knew what a Grimm was but Master told him he'll find out at the right time.

FLASHBACK END

"Woah. Nick..." Hank was awed by what he learned about his partner/friend.

Monroe looked concerned, his hand on his wife who was leaning forward looking just as concerned. Trubel was gripping his pant leg. Adalind looked thoughtful.

"Nick, if you were trained in magic especially from who sounds like a witch then there's a lot you'll be able to do. I think we just have to make you remember." Adalind said.

"Or get that book." Trubel slightly mumbled.

"The book, your Grimoire!" Rosalee shot up, "Your master taught you a way to get it no matter what, right. So we just have to find that, and get it."

"But the thing is I don't remember that. So I don't know how." Nick spoke with worry.

"But you do, you just don't remember." Monroe corrected.

"Blur rift nach blut." Adalind distractedly said.

"Of course, Blood calls to blood." Rosalee gasped.

"Nick should be able to just call the book to him, it's his blood. That sounds like something hexenbiest used to do a long long time ago to keep family heirlooms in the family." Adalind started, "Just think about it coming to you it should work."

Nick nodded to himself, even without her magic Adalind is the one who knows the most about the subject. He took a breath and thought about the book appearing in his lap. His eyes fell closed and he imagined hoping this worked. Everyone held there breath and waited.