With Grim now out of the picture, it would seem that his adventure with the Smith's had come to an end. It was unfortunate however, that Grim had lingered long enough for Jerry to spy his skeletal figure (scythe in hand) entering a portal right outside his house.

Inside the living room, Jerry noticed a disinterested looking Rick sitting on the sofa, watching TV.

"Rick, why was the Grim Reaper leaving our house?" Jerry asked Rick, as calmly as a man who had seen the Grim Reaper could.

"Sorry Jerry, he took Morty away. There was nothing I could do." Rick informed him nonchalantly, making Jerry burst into tears.

"Oh my God! Morty! I never even got to say goodbye." Jerry cried out with grief, from the realization that his child was now dead and that he hadn't been there for him.

"I'm just fucking with you Jerry, Morty's in his room." Rick told Jerry, to get him to stop crying so he could hear his show.

"Why… would you do that?!" Jerry asked with disbelief, feeling hurt by Rick toying with his emotions. He knew that Rick despised him, he'd made that clear numerous times, but to use his own grandson's death as a joke was beyond Jerry's understanding.

"Because I can, Jerry. Haven't you learned that by now?"

"Clearly, I have NOT." Jerry snapped and went towards Morty's bedroom.

Sending the door to Morty's bedroom swinging open, Jerry ran inside and hugged Morty tightly.

"Morty! Thank God, you're alive!"

"Dad? W-why are you acting so weird?" Morty asked, surprised to see his dad being so emotional. It wasn't like him to literally smother him with affection.

"I thought you were dead!" Jerry pulled away from Morty and explained, putting his hands on Morty's shoulders so they wouldn't be apart.

"Geez dad! Why would you think that?!"

"Rick told me that the Grim Reaper took you away!" Jerry answered, with the certainty of a man who had truly believed Rick's words.

"I-i-it wasn't like that! He was trying to get these two kids to an amusement park and ended up at our house and we watched TV together." Morty recounted the strange series of events that had happened when Grim had arrived at their house.

"So that's what this was all about! Well, I'm glad to see you're alive and well, son." Jerry said out loud. For his personal satisfaction, more than anything else. Rick had really tricked him into believing such a grim fabrication, so it was a relief to know that his son was safe.

"Thanks, dad." Morty returned the hug that Jerry had been in such a rush to give earlier. Touched that his dad cared so much for him, even if it had been as a result of Rick's spiteful lie.


I originally wanted to write a gag where Jerry witnesses Grim showing up at his house and having him cry out that he was too young to die, but it overshadowed Mandy noticing Rick's body, so I never wrote it.

Jerry reacting to the Grim Reaper in a different, yet sad way? That fit perfectly, so that's the epilogue.