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♪ Peter Rabbit
and the Little Red Hen ♪

♪ Talking things over
in the high-wired pen ♪

♪ Along came McDonald
with his trusty gun ♪

♪ And he goes... ♪

♪ "Everybody run" ♪

♪ Peter Rabbit ♪

♪ He'll be hopping along ♪

♪ Peter Rabbit and Little Boy Blue ♪

♪ Hidden in the brush with Mr. Magoo ♪

♪ Along came McDonald
with this trusty gun ♪

♪ And he goes... ♪

♪ "Everybody run" ♪

I can't wake up my mom.

Wake up.

Wake up.

Are you awake?

Yes. Why? Why am I awake?

You told me to. Early, you said.

When did I say that?

Last night... before
you started drinking.

I didn't mean to snap at you.

That's okay.

Did you need me for anything?

Uh-uh, I'm watching cartoons.

So what else did I do last night?

Did I drunk-dial an old boyfriend or...

get into a Twitter war?

You talked about Shannon
Bell, the missing girl.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Thanks for coming by.

Uh, that's okay. I
was on my way to work.

What's up?

Um...

I saw some strange stuff last night,

and I think it might
be related to your case.

Shannon Bell?

Did you find her?

Not yet.

It's been three days.

Well, the woman I saw was dead,

and someone had, uh...

He'd taken out her eyes.

But the little boy was still alive,

her... her little boy.

Shannon doesn't have any kids.

Oh, well, I guess I
don't know the details.

She was on her way into
work Tuesday morning,

vanished into thin air.

Right.

This...

is Shannon.

That's not the woman that I saw.

I'm sorry I just
totally wasted your time.

No, that's okay. Don't worry about it.

It's all good.

All right, listen, why don't
you come for dinner, eh?

It's been ages since we've seen you.

It's been, like, eight days.

Hmm?

I will come by this week, I promise.

All right, listen, I got to get to work.

I'm glad I was wrong about Shannon.

I hope she's okay.

- Good morning, Maria.
- Morning.

- Zayn.
- Morning.

Crime lab report is in...

no foreign DNA or fingerprints
at Shannon Bell's place.

Still no sign of her

on the Capitol Hill Station cameras?

Nothing, been over them three times.

Let's canvass her route again.

Maybe there's a security
camera we missed.

All right.

What's going on over there?

Swanstrom's talking to the new guy...

Damien Asante.

Asante, he comes from
someplace irritating.

Los Angeles.

Yeah, he's a former
profiler with the FBI,

recruited out of Harvard.

So he's a federal agent
and an Ivy Leaguer?

That's brilliant.

But I don't know... has he
ever done any police work?

Last two years with LAPD... Homicide.

Hey, you asked.

- Tom? Tom.
- Yes.

I'd like you to meet Damien Asante.

Welcome. Tom Hackett.

Good to meet you.

Asante's eager to get started.

Well, I appreciate that.

Uh, we're quite full on

with the Shannon Bell
case at the moment.

If you want to take a
day or two to settle in...

Actually, I read the file on the plane.

I just have a few questions.

Detectives Salinas and Meier

are in the conference room...
they'll get you caught up.

Could we...?

So you're saying that no one knows

why he left LAPD to come here?

Right, other than it was his decision.

The L.A. brass were sorry to see him go.

Maybe he just got fed up
with the sandy beaches,

the sunny weather.

He wanted to live in a town
where it rains 300 days a year.

More like 150.

And people come to Seattle
for all sorts of reasons,

from all sorts of places.

Manny retired three months
ago. You're shorthanded.

Which is precisely why
I don't have the time

or the patience to break in someone new.

That's a little counterintuitive,

don't you think?

Come on, Asante read the file
on the plane... he's a go-getter.

And he specifically asked
to be partnered with you.

Hey.

What are you doing?

Trying to move this thing with my mind.

I saw it on TV.

I guess that's better than
watching cartoons all day.

You're kind of messing
with my concentration.

Can I maybe get some privacy?

You know, Abigail, this is my house.

If you're feeling crowded,
you don't have to stay here.

You can go be with your mom.

She's all about the new baby...

Crystal.

What do we got?

Okay, so, when Shannon was late to work

Tuesday morning, the friend
called in a well check.

Right. Shannon was gone.

There was no sign of a struggle.

Hood of her car was up,
and the battery was dead.

She had called AAA

but hung up before
connecting with a dispatcher.

And on days she didn't have a car,

- she would walk to the train.
- She was grabbed on the way.

But you've got no eyewitnesses

who saw her Tuesday morning.

Now, that's got to strike you as odd.

Ah, we don't think she got very far

before she ran into a Good Samaritan.

Or more likely someone
she knew and trusted.

The ex-boyfriend... Stephen Archer.

History of violence, bad breakup.

The problem is, he's got an
alibi for Tuesday morning...

business meeting across town.

Yeah, we're looking hard at
his friends and associates.

Maybe he had a partner.

Where? What do we got?

Got it.

Lieutenant.

- Where?
- Myrtle Edwards Park.

Get the CSU out there immediately.

- Yes, ma'am. Right away.
- They found her.

My shift starts at 8:00 a.m.,

and we got the call a few minutes after.

Female was unresponsive, possible OD.

What did you do when you got here?

I was getting a Narcan shot
ready when I saw her neck,

realized she wasn't an OD.

And the body had started to rigor,

so I thought it best to call you guys

and not disturb the scene.

- Much appreciated.
- Anytime, Detective.

According to the ranger's schedule,

she was dropped here sometime
between 5:00 and 8:00 a.m.

Any video?

Camera in the parking lot was
vandalized around 2:00 a.m.

- Oh.
- Our guy plans ahead.

We're ready for transport.

All right, let's get her turned over.

Yep. Okay.

He took her eyes.

Let's bring Stephen Archer back in.

You said his alibi was solid.

Yeah, that was Tuesday
morning, when she disappeared.

What about last night?

Will you send out the forms to ViCAP?

On it, but you know how
slow they are to process.

Still got friends back at Quantico.

Maybe I can reach out,

ask them to jump the line for us,

at least get them to run that
weird business with the eyes.

- That would be great, thanks.
- Thanks.

Can you give me a minute?

Nice.

- Hey, Tom.
- We found Shannon.

Turns out at least half
of what you saw was right.

Guy took her eyes out.

Now, you can say no,

but is there anything
else you want to tell me?

It was all pretty weird.

- Can I swing by later?
- Yeah, sure.

Tell him to bring his friend.

And bring your friend.

What friend?

The new guy from L.A.

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Gonna tell me what we're doing here?

Uh, we're just paying a visit
to someone who can help us.

An informant?

Uh, not exactly, but
she's invited you along.

Any chance you could be more vague?

Okay, listen, whatever
she says in there,

I'm counting on your discretion.

Of course.

Thank you.

Cassie, Damien Asante.

Asante, Cassie Bedford.

- New guy?
- New guy.

Honestly, I'm not sure
what help I can be.

The woman I saw wasn't Shannon,

and the rest was pretty terrifying.

Well, you never know what
might turn out to be important.

Yeah.

Well, it was on a beach,
and there was a big freezer,

like one of those ones in a supermarket.

Do you know which beach?

It didn't feel like it was around here.

Anyway, the dead woman
and her son were inside,

her eyes had been taken out,

and the little boy kept
trying to wake her up.

Can somebody please tell me

what the hell we're talking about?

Cassie has certain abilities
that can be very helpful.

You're psychic?

Or is that not the right word anymore?

Do you prefer "intuitive"?

You can use whatever word you want.

I'm just telling you what I saw.

There was a song, too...

♪ Peter Rabbit Peter Rabbit ♪

♪ Peter Rabbit, he'll be hopping along ♪

- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

I know, you want me to leave you alone.

- Peter Rabbit.
- What about Peter Rabbit?

That's the song. It's important.

Okay, a freezer on the beach,
a dead woman who's not Shannon,

but has had her eyes carved out,

a little boy, and an important
song about Peter Rabbit.

Is that everything?

I think that's pretty much it, yeah.

I got to say, man,
I'm a little surprised.

I took you for an old-school copper.

You hear yourself back there?

"Oh, what about Peter Rabbit?"

Seriously, though, where'd you find her?

I helped raise her.

It was a foster situation.

It's a long story, but it's
not really your business.

But listen, if you're troubled
by the way that I'm handling

the investigation, simple solution...

just tell the Lieutenant
you changed your mind

about wanting to partner
with me, and that's fine.

You heard about that, huh?

I wanted a fresh start.

Seattle had an opening,

so, uh...

I'm sticking around.

All right, let's go through
it again, shall we, Stephen?

I already told you guys, okay?

I hadn't seen Shannon in weeks.

Okay, not since the night we broke up.

You mean the night you knocked her down

and she had to call 911?

No, no, no... okay, I
didn't knock her down, okay?

She fell.

Look, we were having a fight, okay?

She came at me.

I put up my arm to defend
myself, and she ran into it.

According to the intake record,

she had a nasty gash on her head.

Oh, come on, they're making
it sound worse in the report,

because that paramedic wanted
her to call the cops on me.

Well, I wasn't about to
be arrested, so I left.

The next day she filed
the restraining order,

and... and that was it.

I didn't see her again.

Look, guys, I have an alibi

for the morning that she went missing.

Okay, I let you search my place.

What else do you want?

We want to know where
you were last night

while Shannon was being murdered.

I was at home, alone.

Did anyone see you?

No.

Yeah. Yep, okay.

Yeah, appreciate it.

That was my buddy from Quantico.

ViCAP got a hit already?

No, don't get too
excited. There's not much.

A solved serial in Texas
mid-'90s, six women murdered...

same M.O., same signature.

Took out the eyes, bandaged them up,

strangled them.

Perp's name was Ed Roven.

Our guy could be a copycat.

Seattle field office sent over the file.

Is Roven still in Texas?

Yeah, but if we want to question him,

we'll have to ask your
psychic friend for an assist.

Roven's dead...
executed October 2, 2005.

"Psychic friend"?

Yeah, that's funny.

Cause of death was manual strangulation.

The body and the hair have
been thoroughly washed,

although I did find evidence of casing.

He used a condom?

If she was raped, he
was polite about it.

So we're out of luck on DNA.

Afraid so, but let's talk
the exenteration of the eyes.

It was surprisingly clean.

The killer used a scalpel
to sever the muscles

and the optic nerve...

no hesitation cuts, no ragged edges.

That's not easy to do when
the victim is still alive,

which, given the amount of pooled blood

in the posterior
cavities, she clearly was.

It's very professional.

Why take out the eyes only
bandage it back up again?

It's an undoing...

a psychological defense mechanism.

In the moment, he feels
remorse for what he's done,

so he tries to make it better.

But then he goes and
strangles her anyway?

It's just a moment.

Not gonna call and confess or anything.

Then why give it a fancy name?

- Anything else?
- Just this.

It was in her pocket.
Parents say it wasn't hers.

Forensics thinks it's
at least 15 years old...

part of a play set for kids.

They sold it all over the country.

Recognize that little fellow there?

Peter Rabbit.

- Greetings, all.
- Hey.

What's for dinner?

Grilled chicken and brown rice for you,

lasagna for me and the kid.

Sounds lovely.

Are you joining us?

I'm here for another 33 minutes.

She's doing her laundry.

They never really
leave the nest, do they?

The hot water is out at my place again,

and I need to get ready for work.

So I'm gonna take a shower.

Help.

- Thanks.
- It's hot.

I didn't see the guy's face.

He was wearing one of those suits,

like... like an exterminator...

or CDC.

- But you're sure it was at night?
- Yeah.

'Cause that's not the
timeline we've been working.

It was definitely night,
and she was at home.

She was not walking in the station.

He must have been hiding under her bed,

because he just came out of nowhere.

Mmm.

And now I have to get to work.

Yeah.

You didn't tell me she was
helping you with the case.

She called me this morning.

- What, you're mad now?
- No, I just...

Look, the universe or
the spirits, whatever...

they seem to know that
you two are connected.

So maybe if you stopped
using what she gives you,

maybe they'll give up
and leave her alone.

I'd give anything to
free her from this, Brian.

You know that.

But I can't ignore information
that could help solve a murder.

And neither can she.

- There you go.
- Thanks.

Detective Asante, we meet again.

I was in the neighborhood.

Thought I'd stop in for a drink.

Really?

Well, that and, uh, Peter Rabbit

made an appearance in our case today.

Yeah, Tom told me.

Hey, Will, could you grab me

some more lowballs from the back?

Sure thing.

Not everybody here knows
about me, about what I do,

and I'd like to keep it that way.

You don't seem surprised...

that you were right.

Yeah, I said it'd be important.

- Scotch neat?
- Rocks.

So close.

I promise I won't tell Hackett,

but be straight with me.

You got a little bird at
the morgue feeding you intel?

You know, this is the second time today

you've walked into my
space and insulted me.

And it's not like you
just want to call me a fake

and then go on your merry way.

You want information.

No, I don't.

Listen to me.

You got a very open face.

It's empathetic. It's kind even.

I'm not seeing any evidence
of that in our two encounters,

but this is just me being gifted.

My point is, you're pretty easy to read.

And I can tell you got
a cop-related question,

and it's rolling through your brain.

And you're thinking, maybe, just maybe,

I might have the answer.

You don't believe me, but
you think you can use me.

So go ahead.

Ask.

Why can't we find Shannon

on any security cameras Tuesday morning?

Help.

Because she was already gone.

Now, if you don't mind,
that's the end of my shift.

Thanks for the drink.

Who was that guy?

Nobody.

Hey, I forgot to ask...

did you have your interview
for the place... the school?

I'm officially enrolled
in culinary school.

I said it would be a lock.

- And you're never wrong.
- Mm-mm.

Hey, come here.

We should celebrate.

I know what you were
doing. You were doing sex.

I saw movies at my grandpa's house.

People had no clothes on. It was gross.

And Grandpa Sam said
I shouldn't ever do it.

Yeah, your grandpa's a
real paragon of virtue.

- I don't know what that means.
- It doesn't matter.

You can't spy on me, Abigail.

If you do that again,
I'll kick you out of here.

Hey!

You're just like my mom.

You don't care about me.

I went home.

Baby Crystal was in the bath.

Crystal's daddy wanted something,

so she got up to get him whatever.

And she walked right through me...

like she does every time,
like I'm not even there.

And Crystal was all alone
in the tub, and I just...

You just what?

I pushed, and she plopped right over.

The water was on her face.

She was splashing her little
arms and legs and coughing,

and I was like...

"Good."

Oh.

Then Mom came back.

When Mom puts Crystal to bed,

she always makes sure
she's laying on her back.

Mom says it's safer that way, but...

I'm not so sure.

I think a lot of things
can happen at night

when everybody is sleeping.

Did you leave the TV on?
I want to watch cartoons.

Let me guess...

Detective Hackett sent you guys here?

Yes, sir. He's inside.

I ran into CSU on the way in.

They said they could process the samples

from under the bed tonight.

Asante, what a surprise.

Well, CSU aren't gonna find anything,

because the guy was
wearing a hazmat suit.

Cassie don't mention that to you?

Hey, I just
went there for a drink.

Bollocks, mate.

Cassie isn't some informant
I pass around the squad, okay?

You crossed a line going
to her behind my back.

Well, maybe next time

you'll share the
information she gives you.

Then I won't feel like I
have to go behind your back.

That's fair enough.

Cassie said Shannon was
getting out of the shower

when he grabbed her and that
she was wearing a bathrobe.

I checked all around the house.

There's no bathrobe.

Shannon was found in her own clothes.

Mm-hmm.

Because he took something
to dress her in later.

But why would he do that?

Because he wanted us to
think that she left for work

on Tuesday morning.

But really, he took her on Monday night.

But what about her dead car battery

and the call to AAA the next morning?

Listen, I'm about to tell you that,

'cause, look, according to this receipt,

Shannon bought a new
battery not five months ago.

But...

look at that... that's not the same one.

He swapped out the new one
for this... for this dead one.

Then he's called AAA himself.

We've been working on a phony timeline.

There's only one reason to
go to that kind of trouble.

Because he's got an
alibi for the morning

we thought she went missing,
but not the night before.

And he needs an alibi,

because he knew it was a good chance

we can get to him.

He knew her.

It's the ex-boyfriend, Stephen Archer.

Thanks for coming back in, Stephen.

Yeah, whatever you need.

Appreciate it.

So the morning Shannon disappeared

you were at a business meeting?

Yeah, yeah.

Now we would just like to know

where you were the night
before... Monday night.

I was at home.

Alone?

Uh, what does this
have to do with Shannon?

We don't think Shannon was taken

on the way to the station.

We think someone broke into
her house on Monday night

and abducted her.

We think someone tried to make it look

like she went to work
Tuesday to throw us off.

We think that someone was you.

No, no, no, guys, it's
not what you think.

We hope not, because this
is looking bad for you.

You understand?

And we can't help you
unless you tell us the truth.

I'm banging my boss's wife.

I was with her Monday night.

Uh, what?

It's been going on
for over a year, okay?

That's... that's why
Shannon and I broke up.

Oh. No, I don't want to leave my name.

Mrs. Foreman doesn't know me.

I'll just call back. Thanks.

You said you were my friend.

Now you're gonna snitch to my mom?

I am your friend, Abigail.

Quit butting into my business.

As much as I respect
you and your business,

I'm not gonna let you
hurt an innocent baby.

It's not Crystal you're mad at.

She didn't take your life.

I, um...

can't remember.

It's because you were
asleep when it happened.

And it's scary to think about.

But mostly because
the person who hurt you

was someone you loved.

When Grandpa Sam would come and babysit,

we'd watch TV, and he'd make
hot chocolate from scratch.

But I would always get so sleepy.

I couldn't even move.

Well, one night he gave you too much.

You feel asleep, and
you didn't wake up again.

That was wrong of him to do that.

Yes, it was.

If I told him so, could he hear?

Probably not.

Can you do it for me?

That's my ex-partner, Manny...
retired a few months ago.

Oh, Stephen Archer's married
side-piece has confirmed

she was at his place the
night Shannon was murdered

and the night she disappeared.

She told her husband she was
at a sleep study at university.

I bet he wondered why she came home

every morning exhausted.

Here you go... unencrypted
and ready to view.

Thanks.

Ed Roven file... Quantico
sent it over this afternoon.

Mm. Yeah, the ViCAP hit.

'90s serial killer.

I don't know... you really
think there's a connection?

I doubt it, but I'll
check it out anyway.

Yeah, all right.

Well, let me know if something comes up.

By the way, this is my personal stash

of Yorkshire Gold.

Feel free to help yourself, please.

But if you do take the last tea bag,

can you not put the box back empty?

I drink coffee, man. This is America.

- State your name.
- Edward Roven.

Do you know why we brought you here?

Someone's dead, and you think I did it.

- That's Meghan Waterman.
- She's definitely dead.

But it wasn't me.

That's Meghan Waterman
before she was dead,

with her little boy, Mark.

Somebody kidnapped him, took
him down to Galveston...

to the Bay View Hotel,

which is closed for the season.

I don't know anything about it.

Somebody tortured Meghan to death,

and then locked her and Mark

in the kitchen walk-in freezer.

I guess he figured that
Mark would die of exposure.

But here's the thing...

that boy found the safety latch,

got himself out.

I think I might need me a lawyer.

♪ Peter Rabbit and the Little Red Hen ♪

♪ Talking things over
in the high-wired pen ♪

♪ Along came McDonald
with his trusty gun ♪

♪ And he goes, "Everybody run" ♪

♪ Peter Rabbit, Peter Rabbit ♪

♪ He'll be hopping along ♪

I know it's the crack of dawn.

Uh, bear claw?

What?

I bought you a bear claw.
It's kind of a bribe.

Oh, yeah. I can work with that.

The other day you said,
uh, you saw a woman

with a little boy?

Yeah, you mocked me.

That's why I brought you the bear claw.

It's... it's kind of an apology.

I thought you said it was a bribe.

The bear claw is a Venn diagram

where bribery and apology meet.

Okay.

Does the name Meghan
Waterman mean anything to you?

Mm-mm.

How about Mark Waterman?

Nope, sorry.

Uh, the little boy you
saw, is he... is he here?

Hmm. That's him.

Are you just guessing?

Yes.

Why? Did I get it right?

What's the story, morning glory?

Apparently the story's Ed Roven.

So our guy is a Roven copycat?

Yes, but it's more personal than that.

Roven screwed up when he left
his last victim's son alive.

Mark Waterman told the cops

everything Roven did to his mom.

He said he gave him a little play set

with Peter Rabbit figurines
to keep him occupied.

Crazy, right? The
killer was also a victim.

It's rare, but it happens.

It's called Trauma Control Theory.

Mark was only a kid when
his mother was murdered.

He couldn't save her,
and he blames himself,

so he starts to create violent fantasies

in which he's like
Roven... he's in control.

Eventually he needs the
fantasies to be real.

The M.E. said the killer

might have some medical knowledge.

Well, Waterman did a two-year
stint in the Air Force,

trained as a medic, worked
as an EMT in Houston.

Okay, the night Stephen Archer

knocked Shannon down
and she called 9-1-1,

Archer said that one of the paramedics

was trying to get her
to call the cops on him.

The team dispatched to
Shannon's house that night

was Aaron Sweeney and James Stark.

My shift starts at 8:00 a.m.,

and we got the call a few minutes after.

Stark got the call when she was found.

I interviewed him at the scene.

Most recent photo of
Mark Waterman, please.

It's, uh, Houston DMV, 2010.

Here's James Stark.

Mark Waterman must have changed his name

to James Stark.

He's dumped the body at the park

knowing the ranger
will find her at 8:00,

right before his shift.

He needed to be there, see everything.

Got an address.

Seattle Police! We have a warrant!

Clear!

Clear!

All clear!

We missed him. He's gone to ground.

Commander,
report to Sally Fort 1.

Watch Commander to Sally Fort 1.

Guard said a pretty girl was waiting.

I just figured he was messing with me.

- Do I know you?
- We've never met, no.

I'm here about Abigail.

You from the Innocence Project?

I just need an advocate.

I-I-I swear on my life
I never hurt that child.

Sure you did.

I know what you did to
her while she was sleeping.

And then when you realized she was dead,

you rocked and cried, and
you promised to be better

if the Lord would only bring her back.

But He didn't.

So you covered her with a blanket,

and you left her there until morning.

You let your own daughter

find her baby girl cold and dead.

Yeah, I'm not from
the Innocence Project.

I'm just here to deliver a message.

In the next few days,
you're going to start to feel

the world shifting beneath your feet.

It'll be hard to keep your balance.

When you lie down at night,

you'll feel the weight
pressing down on your chest

slowly squeezing the breath out of you.

Abigail wants you to know that's her.

Whoa, whoa. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Who are you?

We looked at three places
so far with no luck.

You sure Waterman's
holed up at a beach motel?

Ah, he's been copying Ed
Roven pretty closely so far.

You see that?

It's a freezer.

Yeah, on the beach.

We need backup at Seaside.

Copy that, Detective.

All available units to the Seaside Inn

for a code 3.

All clear.

Get out.

James Stark...

you're under arrest for
the murder of Shannon Bell.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Are you okay?

Yep. Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

♪ She was there with
diamonds in her hair... ♪

Hey, on the phone, you said you
were fine... that's not fine.

This, my dear, is... it's
nothing but a paper cut.

Just trying
for sympathy and a whiskey.

- The Hartrey?
- Mm, yeah.

Quarter cask, 25 years
old, smooth as silk.

- Can he have some?
- Oh, yeah.

- Whiskey for everyone.
- Pour yourself one, too.

You're celebrating. You
must have caught the guy?

Yep, we did.

He confessed.

- Cheers.
- Yeah.

♪ Now we got to walk like
they talk in a rat race ♪

♪ You keep your eyes on the prize ♪

Dr. Gano to 280.

Dr. Gano to 280.

♪ Eating where the shadows fall ♪

Excuse me. I'm looking
for Sally Bishop's room.

Are you family?

Satellite pharmacy...

Seattle PD.

She's right here, room 529.

Thanks.

Sally baby.

I'm here now.

All right? I'm with you.

♪ Peter Rabbit and the Little Red Hen ♪

♪ Talking things over
in the high-wired pen ♪

♪ Along came McDonald
with his trusty gun ♪

♪ And he goes, "Everybody run" ♪

♪ Peter Rabbit ♪

♪ He'll be hopping along ♪

Hey.

We need to talk.

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