Nora always was extremely energetic, cheerful, and loud. To many, she might've been annoying, but to you, she was the love of your life. After Salem was stopped, you both soon settled down, got married, and learned she was expecting. Nora was bored, having spent the last few months essentially on a leash, almost as if you were extremely cautious. She understood, of course, for the sake of her and the baby inside her growing belly, but she still wanted to break some Grimm's legs with Magnhild!

Nora sat on the couch, munching furiously on last night's leftovers. If she was a wormhole before, once the pregnancy cravings hit, she became a full black hole; you had to lock the pantry and hide the food. The TV played quietly in the background as crumbs fell onto her swollen belly. Her red hair cascaded over her shoulders as she absently rubbed her stomach, her mind wandering to the tiny life growing inside her.

As her thoughts drifted to memories of her own unknown mother, the sound of the door opening jolted her from her reverie. Her head snapped up, eyes lighting up with instant recognition. She set down the food container, pushed herself up from the couch with surprising agility for a pregnant woman, and bolted toward the front door. Before you could even fully step inside, she launched herself into your arms with a tight hug, nuzzling into your chest with a contented sigh. "You're back!" she exclaimed, looking up at you with that familiar bright smile that could light up even the darkest days.