Author's note: UMMMM SO GRIMM IS GETTING CANCELLED? WHAT THE HECK?! Who else is SALTY AF about this? Tell me that it isn't just me! I can't even imagine how much they're going to cram into this final season…Again, sorry for the delay. I've been going through a lot of things lately. Moved twice cause of my job, got broken up with on my birthday and a few people in my life have passed away so it has not been lit fam. Not at all. Again, I apologize and will try to keep this updated as much as possible for ya'll! Here's something to tide you over 'til next time.

In other news.

I don't own Grimm. Grimm is the property of NBC, and are not my intellectual property. There is no financial gain made from this nor will any be sought. This is for entertainment purposes only. ANOTHER CHAPTER FOR YOU LOVELIES. I haven't watched the last three episodes of the latest season cause I'm weird like that. I need to be able to have something tangible to watch so I'm not left a wreck after a finale. I don't do well with cliffhangers! I apologize for any grammar errors. I know there are some, but I really wanted to get something out for you. At some point, I will go back and edit them, but that time is not now! Anyways…your FEATURE PRESENTATION…

(Adalind POV)

She had fallen into such a deep sleep that images flooded her mind. Could she be dreaming? Or was this a nightmare of some kind? It had been a while since dreams greeted her like so and yet, she couldn't trust this. This place was almost too good to be true that she was sure she had been hypnotized or fallen victim to a spell. Nightmares always had that alluring quality to them, haunting, but nonetheless enchanting. Had she always been this weary and distrustful of her surroundings? Or was it a recent phenomenon? No one could blame her if that was the case considering everything that has happened.

She tried to make sense of what she was seeing except she realized that she was only getting random images at a time and that her joy stemmed from a feeling being evoked by these images. She saw a carousel with Nick. She couldn't see who he was sitting next to or who he was waiving to on the horse, but she was certain there was someone there. Two people actually. The image made her heart flutter.

The next image she saw was Diana, baby Diana. She was just as she remembered her. Eyes full of wonder. Sean was there too only he was giving away their child to Viktor. She screamed but no sound came out. Next, she saw a set of colorful keys floating in the air and Nick's mother smiling. The last image haunted her the most. It was Juliette only she wasn't alone. She was holding Diana. No, that wasn't right. She was singing to Diana while eerily caressing her.

Then it was black.

"Can you hear me," a voice cooed, but who was beckoning her? Adalind knew this voice, but couldn't quite place it. "It's me." Her eyes wouldn't open. She could only make out sounds. It was very loud wherever they were. The darkness was overwhelming and the fear spread throughout her body. Was it okay to panic now, she asked herself. "Mommy."

"Diana?" Her heart sank. She didn't know whether to panic or rejoice. "Come to me. I can't see you."

"I know. It's for your protection and my little brother's." Protection? She instinctively placed her hands defensively over her swollen belly. Why did they need protecting and from who?

"Diana, where are you?"

"I can't tell you. The Grimm, he'll find me. Tell him to follow the marks of the claw. I love you mommy."

"DIANA WAIT!" She screamed. She hadn't screamed like that in such a long time that she felt her hexenbiest roar.

Follow the marks, Diana's voice echoed. Follow the marks of the claws.