Welcome to “The End,” friend! I cried so much during that episode…and at the end of the one before it, too. I gotta hand it to the Grimm writers…they really got us with that finale, possibly more than any other finale before it. And let’s be real: the Grimm finales have never been cake walks.
I mean, just for nostalgia’s sake, let’s recap, shall we?
Season 1

Not to mention Juliette being in a coma and then appearing to wake up with totally blacked-out eyes. Do you know how much wailing I did when it finally sank in that I would have to wait all summer to find out what happened next?
Season 2
Team Grimm trapped in a car surrounded by zombies. And Nick captured by Prince Eric after being hit with Baron Samedi’s zombie virus himself. Again I say: all damn summer. Actually a little longer, because Grimm used to come back a little before Halloween, so we had to wait four or five months. I’m dying just remembering it.
Season 3

Excuse me, Grimm Writers, you did not just throw a de-powering storyline at us in a fricking finale. Except you totally did. Sadistic bastards. Talk about a traumatic ending in an episode that was one hell of an emotional roller coaster anyway.
We had happiness because Monrosalee were getting married, nerves because Nick was going to be at a Wesen wedding, incredulous giggling at those douchecanoe sunglasses they made him wear, squick to the extreme when Adalind disguised herself as Juliette to trick Nick into sleeping with her for a spell, screaming and sobbing when Sean was shot, cheering when Trubel decapitated the guy who did it, nail-biting while she raced to get Nick the cure that Sean had tried to give him, and then a fucking Wesen riot followed by the absolute numb disbelief of this episode’s final moments.
And I’m sure I’m forgetting a few emotions along the way.
Season 4
Okay I’m like blatantly not giffing the most earth-shattering thing that happened in that episode, because it hurts. But we had our first (or what we thought would be our first) death of a member of Team Grimm, and it was horrible, and bloody, and painful, and desperately sad.
And then we had like a fucking SWAT team swarming Nick’s house, and a wild Meisner appeared and straight-up murdered King Frederick, and Hank and Sean helped cover up multiple murders, and it was just wild.
Season 5

This episode could have just been called “Everything Happens So Much,” ffs. For one thing, it was a two-parter, the first and only one we ever got. For another, it was fucking epic.
Portland was at all-out war, Black Claw was taking over, they had Nick’s son, they had Nick, Eve and the rest of Team Grimm were kicking ass from one end of town to the other to save him, then he was saving her, then suddenly she might be Juliette again (at this point my heart gave up on beating and just started vibrating, tbh), and then everyone was hiding in the tunnels and running for their lives and Nick literally died and then rose from the fucking dead and kicked ass harder than he had in the previous four seasons combined, and Diana used her dad to murder Bonaparte, and then the most epic staring contest in history commenced and we had. to wait. eight. and a half. fucking. months. to finally get the final season.
Season 6
And then. The final season finale. Everyone dies, abruptly and horribly and with no space to process in between. Like people were literally on my dash just numb from the horror of watching every single member of Team Grimm drop like fucking flies one by one. It was awful.
And then it was wonderful, and to be honest I usually hate time resets and think they’re a cop-out, but I have never been more ready to accept one in my life than I was by the time we got to the end of that fucking bloodbath. I was sobbing and shaking and cursing every Grimm writer by name.
But then. They gave us this:
The most epic power-walk and showdown ever.

Everyone lives! HUGS ALL AROUND!

One of the most beautiful ending shots I’ve ever seen for a character, in which I’m pretty sure David was fighting tears. I get emotional just looking at it.

And Diana closing the book on the story. Literally.

It was bittersweet and frustrating and it left me wanting more, like the show always did. Sure, there were some things I would have liked to change, and some answers we never got…but that’s what comics, and games, and novel tie-ins, and fanfiction are all for, amirite?
Anyway, you didn’t ask for any of this but I’m not going to apologize at all, because I LOVE GRIMM SO FUCKING MUCH. I think you’ll understand.






















