Looking for Trubel

Chapter Thirty: The End

Trubel had just told Bonaparte the Nick was planning an uprising, and now she was pointing a gun at Nick's head. 

"You know, you can always come back," Nick offered and Trubel pulled him into a tight, loving, and almost rib-breaking hug.

Trubel stared at Nick who had his eyes closed with a peaceful smile spread quietly across his face though he was facing execution.

 She looked at him before pulling the gun away from Nick's head at the last minute and aiming it at Bonaparte, shooting until the gun was empty.  

When the gunshots rang out, no one moved.

Will, Al, Robert, and Blake watched Bonaparte go limp and fall to the ground with a thud.

Trubel took an unsteady step back and the gun slipped out of her hand. She had been planning Bonaparte's murder for a long time, and now it was done. She wasn't sure why she couldn't cope with what she had done. Maybe it was the shock that it had worked or the relief. Maybe she thought that someone like Bonaparte couldn't die. She couldn't believe reality.

Nick heard all of the shots and was shocked to find out none of them were for him. He opened his eyes and watched the Grimm he had loved and missed back up let the gun slip from her fingers.

Blake ran over to Nick and cut the zip tie around his hands.

Nick quickly jumped to his feet, looked at Blake, and understood whose side he was on. Nick and Blake turned to face Al, Will, and Robert.

"What the hell just happened?" Will asked, staring wide-eyed at Blake.

"You have a choice to make," Blake said.

"You planned this?" Al asked.

"Trubel did. I'm helping her. Now, pick a side," Blake commanded. He looked at the cruel people who had once been his friends. "You know that she isn't like the Grimms that killed the people we loved. She's different. I can see it, and I know you can too. We want Wesen to be able to come out of the shadows, but we want equality rather than tyranny. Don't you want to be a part of a new and honest world?" Blake paused without receiving an answer. "I want you guys to stand by me. Will you help us?" he asked.

"Traitor," Will said, stepping towards Blake. Al started moving towards Trubel who was sitting on the ground, staring at Bonaparte's body; she was oblivious to everything that was happening. Nick stepped in Al's way. Nick couldn't help feeling that it was nice to defend Trubel again; they didn't have to fight anymore.

Will and Blake started fighting. Robert joined in, and Al and Nick did, too. It was short and ended in the deaths of three monsters: Al, Will, and Robert.

Nick and Blake ran to Trubel and kneeled down in front of her. Nick blocked her view of Bonaparte and put his hands on her shoulders.

"Trubel?" he asked without receiving a response.

"Trubel, we aren't done yet. We don't have a lot of time, we've got to move," Blake said.

"Trubel?" Nick asked shaking her slightly. Her eyes, once focusing on nothing, moved to stare at Nick.

"I killed Bonaparte," she said.

"It's over," Nick told her.

She smiled weakly. Nick helped her to her feet. "Trubel, I am so sorry."

"Me, too," she said. They hugged and after a while, Nick and Trubel pulled Blake into the hug, too.

The hug broke up quickly. They had work to do.

"Bonaparte invited his friends over," Trubel said.

"Okay. If we can get enough people together, I think that we can take them out," Nick began to plan.