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It's all so beautiful, isn't it?

It is.

But this isn't right.

What do you mean?

I want to be here, but it isn't time for this yet, is it?

It can't be.

You're right.

It isn't.

So open your eyes.

I don't... I don't understand.

Open them, Jimmy.

You need to move.

I want to.

This year has been so hard.

I miss you so much.

I miss you.

But not that.

You need to move now so I know you're alive.

Open your eyes.

Jesse?

For the millionth time. I'm doing great.

I'm fine with a month ago.

Yeah, no, I'll admit your face looks better, but besides that. Besides that,

face doesn't just look better.

It's perfect.

That's all that matters.

And I believe you know these guys.

Whoa. Oh, Victoria.

Hey, honey, what a nice surprise.

Hey, Uncle Tim.

Crumbick. Uncle Nick.

That one hurt.

So wait, what is this? Is this bringing your daughter to work day already?

Not exactly.

Well, you are my daughter and this is where I work, so.

Okay, now hold on. Don't tell me.

Could you be the famous Victoria Palmer that I've been hearing about?

She's been hearing a lot about you too, Agent Knight. Victoria?

Nice to meet you, Agent Knight.

Jeff, please.

I love your shoes.

And I love that backpack too.

Thanks. So cute.

And over here, we have... Thunderdips grow a beard.

No, no, actually... Victoria, this is the special agent Parker I told you

Okay, you got me.

She's been pulling our legs. The real chip -off dad's black, huh?

Oh, you have no idea.

Ow! I mean, you know you know corny jokes.

My jokes are not corny.

Hate to bring up the party, but that was Quantico. We've got it dead.

You can say it.

I'm fairly well -versed in dead body talk.

It's true. She was raised on it. Oh.

Well, yeah, we have a dead body. Apparently the victim of some kind of

accident. That's terrible.

Can I come?

No. You're going to hang here with Aunt Casey until we get back.

Excellent. Be careful, everybody.

Her new catchphrase.

Yeah. Let's put all the baby talk.

Put baby talk.

Man, what a way to go.

You know, that's your real voice.

Okay, enough.

I told you I'm not a natural when it comes to children.

What about that paper -polling thing that you did for me?

Oh, I'm a great long -distance fan. When it comes to the one -on -one, I don't

know how to relate.

What to say?

You know, kids are like small people.

Just talk to them like people.

Driver says he came out of nowhere.

Yeah, he's wedged up in there pretty good.

Any idea how to get him out?

Well, we either back the truck up a couple of feet or we take the wheel off

completely. Oh, no need for a jack.

How about me?

Oh, yeah, Torres, just back it up a foot or so. And you guys might want to look

away like we haven't seen everything.

Yeah, nothing we can't handle, Jimmy.

Ready?

Yeah, Nick, a nice and slow.

Easy, Nick.

Easy, easy. Whoa!

Oh, God.

Can't unsee that.

Yeah, we should have used a jack.

Got an ID here.

Great. Please, change the subject.

Victim is Philip Hanch, 32, former Army Private First Class.

So, not a Marine.

Maybe he was visiting the base.

If he was, he wasn't invited.

Security just found a breach.

Wire cutters.

Found next to a brand new four -foot hole cut into the outer fence.

According to this, Hanch was dishonorably discharged in 2014. Plus,

record here in criminal trespassing, drug and disorderly. So we got a dead

intruder who was up to what exactly?

Nothing good, I'm guessing.

So our victim, Philip Hanch, was something of a... Hold on, we're still

him a victim.

Of the truck.

Yes, until we know why he broke into Quantico.

Well, I was about to call him a slacker. Since being kicked out of the army, he

hasn't held a regular job or paid any taxes since 2016.

Same year he got divorced, and his ex -wife is his only next of kin.

Though he did manage to make a few car payments the last few years. So he had

be making money somehow.

And making it and losing it just as fast.

According to this, Hanch was yet another dabbler in cryptocurrency.

Bitcoin? Ethereum?

In his dreams. Hanch played most every new startup token. Each link in the

blockchain blew up in his face.

English, please?

Basically, he was gambling to get rich quick. Only ended up with about $50K in

credit card debt.

Why couldn't he just say that?

Digging now to see if that debt has any connection to Quantico. Good.

And back to this ex -wife?

Already notified. She's on her way.

And Jamie Palmer needs to sit down in a autopsy. By all means, lead the way. And

if I haven't said it lately, you guys are good.

Crown Vic, what happened? No more Casey time?

She got busy, so yeah, fuck that.

And what are you up to, Nick?

Oh, I was just about to go to this new ice cream shop just up the road.

But, you know, with the cape, you know. Yeah.

You got some time.

I don't suppose you're interested.

Ice cream or all healthy?

Tough call.

All right.

Rocky Road it is.

Thanks, Nick.

I'm guessing there are some things you'd rather she not see.

Yeah, this is definitely one of them.

Any clues in that mess that might help us?

Just his personal items so far.

Sim card on that phone any good?

Well, in case he'll tell us for sure, but it seems to be just as crushed as

everything else. Everything that is except for his little flask somehow

survived. I hope the guy managed the last sip before he got steamrolled.

We're sorry for your loss, Ms. Mann.

I can't say I'm all that surprised that your ex -husband is dead.

The way Phil was headed.

Because I had a feeling that this day was coming.

What can you tell me about him?

I thought I was wearing a nature -loving free spirit.

Only to realize that he was just a man with no plan.

And no job.

He was just always searching.

Looking for answers outside of himself.

It's what led him to these fringe groups.

Any that you know of specifically?

No.

Just the kind that get people like Phil caught up in conspiracy theories.

And all they ever did was just make him mad at the world.

Any idea where he's living?

I know exactly where.

Four Pines Trailer Park in Reston.

I know because I sent money a few times to help him pay for it.

But I guess I wasn't helping at all.

disenabling him to go further down that rabbit hole to crazy town.

I don't know what you're feeding that girl, but she is growing so fast.

Maybe not in a good way.

Excuse me?

That is my play niece.

She didn't tell you why she's here today instead of at school, did she?

She called it a mental health day.

Not for my mental health.

She got suspended for fighting.

Our Victoria?

Yeah. Her teacher said it was just a scuffle, and she doesn't deny it, but

won't tell me why or how it happened.

All kids go through phases. I'm sure this is just that.

Hey, what's all this?

Isn't this your contract renewal?

What? Oh, that, yeah.

Yeah, Vance wanted this last week.

Yeah, I just, ah, I've been so busy, I just hadn't gotten around to it. Yeah,

but you will, won't you?

I have always wanted one of these.

Don't change the subject.

Oh, no, I'm not. I'm working.

Any guesses?

Gosh.

Hmm. Bourbon?

Vodka, maybe. I don't know.

Hmm.

Oh, yeah.

Give Matt Speck a shot.

Yeah. That'll tell us what it is.

N -C -I -I -I -R.

Oh.

Whoa.

Gross as a body.

This is quite the mess.

Back here.

I'm thinking private evil lair.

Complete with his very own private evil journal. Looks like our guy's been busy.

Except that's not our guy's handwriting.

With righteous vengeance, may the unkindness cast our own plague upon the

prophets of war.

Sounds like a manifesto to me.

Targeting Quantico?

And let this display our power toward the glory of nevermore.

You definitely can't speak.

What's the unkindness?

I have no idea, but whoever wrote this garbage signed it appropriately.

Close to Raven.

So he's a big Edgar Allan Poe fan, but what's this about a plague?

Maybe this?

Kind of odd that that container is only half full.

So where's the other half?

Relax, Jimmy, I'm just saying. I'll find it when I'm ready.

And all I'm saying is that HR can be weird about deadlines. If you don't sign

your contract on time... Look, maybe I'm looking for a sign on whether or not to

re -up for another five years.

What the heck?

Oh, that's never a good sound.

Agent Parker?

The flask, Jimmy. Don't open it.

What?

Okay, what is happening?

Automatic lockdown.

The blast contains some kind of biotoxin. Mass spec does not like.

I'm guessing this isn't the sign you were looking for.

What is it? Two bombs in a flap?

No.

Agent Torres.

Oh, hey, Director.

Is that Victoria Palmer?

Hi, Director.

Just visiting.

How nice.

Good to see you again.

Agent Torres, did you receive the Code 2 alert on Ms. Hines' lab?

Code 2.

That's a lockdown.

What lockdown?

Was anybody besides Jimmy and Casey exposed?

Why is there a lockdown?

Are Casey and my dad in trouble?

No, no, no, no. Victoria, see, Mass Spec is programmed to do that automatically.

Something bad happened, didn't it?

I want to see my dad.

And how do we make that happen?

Well, Casey's lab is sealed up, so her office is safe. She could talk to him

through the glass doors. Good.

Can we?

Hell yeah.

Come on, let's go.

Okay, first we need to get whatever Casey identified in that flask over to

for analysis.

Already done, man. SPEC does that automatically.

Great. Also, we need anything we can find on this raven creep.

And as far as Jimmy and Casey go, I don't suppose we have a good

speed dial?

Actually, we do.

CDC's sending her now. One of their top experts in biotoxins. Who's he talking

about?

An old friend.

A good one.

The next thing we know, NASPEC is wailing and every door in here just

shut. Hey.

At least we know the system worked.

Yeah, maybe a little too well. I mean, as you can see, sweetheart, we're both

fine. And what fine mess have we gotten ourselves into this time, Jimmy?

Hey, Carol, you guys went straight to the top.

Hey, for you and Casey, only the best.

Torres, right?

Yes. I hear good things.

And they're all true.

And you are?

Nick! Do you seriously not know Dr. Carol Wilson?

Oh, my gosh.

You never told me you know her.

You never told me you know her. Oh, my gosh. Dr.

Wilson. Excuse me. Dr. Wilson, I so admire your work. My college

dissertation was all about your Ebola research.

Carol, please.

That is so sweet and doesn't make me feel old at all.

And you.

I'm Victoria.

Come on, Jimmy. Are you serious? Do you mean to tell me that this beautiful

young lady is your baby, Victoria?

Man, I swear, between her and McGee's twin, time is just flying by.

Speaking in time, Carol?

Nice segue, McGee.

Okay, here's the deal.

Until we have more information, protocols call for the two of you to sit

in there. Now, I admit, I'm not familiar with this compound that you inhaled,

but it seems similar to a VX -type gas.

And I already have two calls in to my friend Yuri Pastov.

Didn't Pastov create some of these biotoxins to begin with? Yes, until he

defected to the U .S. last year to create some antidotes. Look, if anybody

help us, Yuri can.

Then they're going to be okay?

Don't you worry at all, okay? Your job is to make sure that Dad and Casey don't

drive each other crazy in there until I can get back, okay?

Ice cream check. What'd you get?

Rocky Road.

Rocky Road. How many scoops?

Unkindness, Nicky. Care to guess?

No time for guessing. What is it? It's what bird people call a group of ravens.

Meaning Hinch wasn't acting alone.

Meaning he's part of a flock that's doing whatever this raven tells him to.

Look, I lied in there.

Jimmy and Casey are in very big trouble.

If it's the toxin, then I think it is. The ill effects are merely delayed right

now, but they are quite deadly.

What about Dr. Paso?

He's yet to return my call, though. He's coming with me to find him.

Where are we looking?

He's working out of a research lab in Norfolk. If we leave now, we can

probably... Oh, no need.

We can put you there in five minutes.

Thank you for joining us on short notice, Mr. Elroy.

This is Special Agent Parker, and this... Everyone knows the great Carol

Director. I understand you were hoping to see Dr. Pastov?

At his earliest convenience.

As early as now would be good.

I'm sure, but may I ask why?

Depends. Why do you ask? What exactly do you do, Mr. Elroy?

We are a civilian lab, but we're contracted by the CDC to develop toxin

antidotes with Dr. Paston.

Which, again, begs the question, where is he?

I'm afraid he fell off the grid two days ago.

No one at his place.

No answers on his phone. And no missing persons reported.

For two whole days.

We're quite capable of handling this in -house. I'm sure he's fine.

We're trying to save your contract. Who's got him? The Russians?

Doubtful.

The toxin was created in Russia, but the terror threat that brought Pastop to

the States is apparently domestic in nature.

And knowing there's a terror threat, did you notify anyone?

It sounds bad, I admit, but the good news is Pastov was successful. He has

antidote.

Wherever he is.

That would be the bad news, yes.

Okay, you listen to me right now. I want every piece of Pastov's research, every

note, every formula.

Well, that might take some time. That's time we don't have, Jagoff! Barker. You

give the good doctor anything she needs, or we're gonna have your ass.

Ain't no need for that.

Just... Stay on the line. I'll be right back.

Say hello to my Rambo grenade.

What's this jump?

What even a jump is a hop?

That was a jump.

They seem to be close.

It all started out as Nick giving me time to visit Brina's grave and run some

errands. Even last month when he was going through his tough time, that lone

wolf in there.

He showed up to hang out with Victoria every Saturday.

They have a real connection.

Sounds like he enjoys their Saturdays as much as she does.

Yeah, I get the feeling that she opens up more to him than she does to me,

especially lately.

I wish I could hear what they're saying.

Oh, I can grant you that wish.

It wasn't like that at all.

Oh, great.

Wait, are we spying? Yes.

I mean, it's not like I walked up to the kid and just punched him. Okay, so how

did it happen?

We were playing Monster in the gym during recess.

Hey, guys.

I was just checking on you, but I see that you're playing a super cool game,

I'm just going to go.

Vic was just telling me about this fight that she got into in school.

I didn't call it a fight.

I mean, you did say that you were playing Monster.

Yeah, and this big kid Josh grabbed me and wouldn't let go.

Even Dad always let go when we play Monster.

But every time I said stop, Josh just grabbed me tighter.

Until I got scared and punched him.

Sounds to me like he had it coming then.

I don't know.

Dad says I should never resort to violence.

No, your dad's right.

Punching isn't the answer.

Next time, Josh, or anyone does this, try thrusting the palm of your hand up

into his nose. It'll blind them for a couple of seconds, which is much better

than a punch.

Nice. That's what I'm talking about.

Uh, is that really the lesson we're trying to teach here?

It's vital that she knows how to protect herself, and it's never too early to

learn about consent.

But you told me to talk to her like a person.

Why wouldn't Jake tell me about that? Hey, I was listening.

You've heard enough, and so have I.

Casey. Jimmy, we have way more pressing concerns right now, and I'm starting to

get a little antsy. A little antsy?

We need to do something.

Okay, you're right, you're right, you're right.

Um... What?

Not one word in these psychotic, raving ramblings about the number of followers

in this little cult.

He was able to pull some partial prints here. Hopefully give us a few new names

to work with.

I don't know, Casey, I'll have to call in a favor at the FBI to check Avis.

Maybe not.

Casey texted.

Sid, if we can get clear enough shots through the camera, she can run the

to Rapist herself.

Grab the tincture, add just two drops of the tropene to the tropic acid before

introducing the hydrochloric acid.

Are we sure about injecting acid?

It won't be acid once we're done with it. The antidote to standard VX is

atropine, which we don't have, but what we do have is three ingredients to make

it ourselves.

I just, I don't know if it's going to work.

I don't know either!

Do you have another idea?

Anything at all? Okay, this cannot be our third strike.

Okay, there it is. That dreaded third strike that you're always waiting for?

Well, then what the hell would you call it? Okay, I have been shot at. I've had

a knife to my throat. Now it's toxic gas for the win.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Carol said we were going to be fine, so everything's going to be fine. Can you

believe her?

Look at this, Jimmy. Do you feel fine?

No. I don't feel fine, no, but I do know that freaking out about it is only

going to make things worse. Okay, you know what? Spare me your constant glass

-out full routine when all I can think about is my imminent death. All right,

you do me a favor, and maybe you stop thinking about it so loudly with my

daughter in the very next room!

She can't hear you, but I can.

And both of you need to chill the hell out.

It's not their fault. The toxin's probably causing an adrenaline surge.

Carol, I didn't see you there.

How long have you been listening?

Long enough to say, knock it off.

In fact, I want you to stop anything and everything that's going to elevate your

blood pressures, especially arguing.

We weren't arguing. Yes, we were. If it's a chemically induced argument, it

doesn't count. Look, it's only going to make the toxin circulate faster.

So if you don't slow down, fatality can occur within hours of the first onset of

physical symptoms.

Well, luckily, we haven't had any physical symptoms yet, so, I mean,

worry about, right?

No.

Oh, my God.

Jimmy's

nose

is bleeding.

Meaning what?

It means we now have just two and a half hours to find Raven, Passed Off, and

most importantly, the antidote. So what do we have so far?

Wait a minute. What happens in two and a half hours?

What do we have?

Partial prints Casey ran through APHIS. Narrowed our search down to about 6 ,500

people. I've gone through hands with social media, pulled IP addresses from

more active posters.

I ran geo locations.

Tech trolls are cross -referencing those with the APHIS list, said they'd get

back to us if they get a hit.

Then they found something.

All right, we've got an address here.

Does not necessarily mean it's the Raven's place, but... No buts. We're

either way.

According to Pascov's notes, X -18 is much different than VX gas. In fact, the

only similarity is they can both be lethal.

Are we sure?

Even with a standard VX, we'd have much worse than bloody noses and a short

temper. This is a pretty bad bloody nose.

Maybe we didn't get exposed to that high a dose. You said that fatality can

occur, but maybe in this case, it won't. Well, we certainly hope that that's the

case, but... There's got to be something that we can try, right?

We managed to synthesize atropine.

Atropine will have no effect.

So what?

You're telling us that we're supposed to just sit in this box and wait to die in

a couple of hours?

Jimmy... Jimmy what?

If I only have a couple hours left to live, I'm sorry, I'm not about to spend

in this lab. No offense case.

Jimmy, what are you doing?

The toxins must have been scrubbed to the filtration system by now. All right,

so I'm going to decontaminate. I'll shower off.

I'll change my clothes.

And I'll spend the last few hours of my life with my daughter.

If you don't mind.

If you open that door, you will be killing your daughter, too.

This is not the ex we're dealing with. The lack of symptoms is by design.

If you two were out in the world, you would have already contaminated

people before feeling the ill effects yourselves.

This is a perfect biological weapon with 100 % mortality rate.

I'm sorry.

I wasn't up front with you sooner because I wanted you to keep your blood

pressures down.

Why?

Keep our pressures down for what? To buy more time?

What, 15 minutes?

I'm not trying to buy more time for the two of you.

I'm trying to buy more time for your team. Because our only hope is if they

the antidote. So please, sit down.

And don't move.

NCIS!

Hazmat suits.

Let's say we're in the right place.

NCIS. Come out of there.

We hear you in the bathroom. Come out.

You didn't wash your hands.

Come on, Dennis.

You got nowhere to run. Open the door.

Snake, we got a runner!

Locked the gun, huh?

Still no way out.

That hardly seems fair.

You sure?

Yo.

Cough me, bro.

I'm done.

Go ahead, bro.

My kid's old future.

What's it going to be like?

She said her last words to her mom on a video call that can't happen again.

Jimmy.

Casey.

My heart.

My heart feels like it's beating out of my chest. Buddy, please.

Listen, okay?

Victoria is going to be fine.

are going to be with her.

Am I, though?

Oh, yeah.

Oh, you're going to watch her graduate.

You're going to walk her down the aisle.

And one day, you're going to hold her kids on your lap, okay?

Those are the only thoughts you need to focus your energy on.

And Brianna and I... Brianna and I just wanted her to be

happy.

Yeah, optimistic, confident.

She already is.

It's okay.

It just happens way too much.

Grown -ups don't need to hide everything from their kids.

Well, some things are just for grown -ups and not meant for kids to know.

Today, everyone is trying to hide everything from me.

You think so?

Uncle Tim wouldn't say dead body in front of me.

And I know you guys aren't telling me everything about Dad and Casey.

Look, they're going to be fine.

You have to trust me, and you have to believe it.

That's what I miss about Mom.

She didn't try to make things seem okay if they weren't.

She always told the truth, even if it was hard.

I know you miss her.

I miss my dad even more.

Or, you know, how Dad used to be.

He's with me all the time, but he's different.

A lot quieter.

He asks me about my feelings, but definitely doesn't talk to me about his.

They keep doing his best.

And trust me, not everyone gets a dad like yours.

And he's the best I've ever been around.

I just wish Mom was here to talk to him.

When my angelfish died, she told me it was okay to let go and still hold on.

My dad is really good at the holding on part, but not so good at letting go.

I'm so sorry.

And the two of you have had the year you've had.

It's okay, Uncle Nick. My dad's just stuck.

He'll get himself unstuck because he loves me.

My dad will always keep going.

She sounds like someone I know.

Can you say that again?

Dennis? For the third time, my name is Buggy. Buggy Stacks, bro.

Your driver's license says Dennis Newton.

That is you, right? They started calling me Buggy Stacks after I came into some

serious cash, you know? Let's start there. You were paid by a terrorist.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. A lethal toxin that could kill hundreds of people.

You guys got me all wrong.

This raven paid me in crypto to store a bunch of super laxative X on my plate.

Plan was to put her in the water at a marine base and have them all exploding

their pants.

After that, he gets paid in cash from Uncle Sam, and boom, more sex.

I got it, you dumb. You don't believe me? That Raven dude put the whole plan

behind that picture on the wall over there.

Check it.

Same kind of flask.

Hmm? I'm telling you, it was all a prank.

Not like anything bad.

Just a middle finger to the government. Shut up, Dennis.

Yo.

Looks like they're plan B.

Matt shows three public places where the toxin will be dispersed simultaneously.

So it's here the raven and two of its unkindness are going to release the

themselves. And you won't be alone.

The cure shall be under my wing at all times.

You've got past on one of them.

And the antidote.

So open your eyes.

I don't... I don't understand.

Open them, Jimmy.

You need to move.

I mean, I want to.

This year's just been so hard, and I miss you so much.

You need to move right now, so I know you're alive.

Open your eyes.

Jimmy, you passed out. You both did.

You need to keep breathing.

Come on, Katie!

Katie!

Don't scare me like that again.

Did you wake Dad?

You guys okay?

Torres, don't open that door.

You two need to keep your eyes open.

Katie, you okay?

I dream.

Yeah, I saw my dad.

It's great.

Is it?

Isn't it bad when I see dead people when I close my eyes?

All right.

You're going to be okay.

What about you?

You see any dead people?

No.

No, I didn't see any dead people.

We're going to be fine.

You guys, look at me.

You two should call your loved ones.

Now.

We will be working with MPD on this. Time is of the essence.

There is no acceptable level of failure.

Agent Parker. I'm split into three teams, each covering one defined target.

one and I will cover the coffee shop on 30th.

Team 2 will canvas the fire here, led by Agent Knight, and Agent McGee will lead

Team 3 to the movie theater on L Street.

And the plan is to simultaneously release the toxin at all three locations

some point in the next 35 minutes.

We're looking for anyone in a gas mask, hazmat suit, anything that can shield

them from a toxin. We see that, we take them down. With the exception of this

man. Dr. Ury passed off. He's our hostage. He's extremely valuable.

Nobody take any shots anywhere near him. If you have Raven in your sights,

engage, but do not fire. That doctor is our only chance to save our people.

Watch each other's backs out there. Let's go get that antidote.

Just checking in to say how much you matter to me.

I'm just having one of those days, I guess.

I do love you.

So much.

All the times for my mom to not answer.

It's okay.

Oh, I hate goodbyes anyway.

Hi, sweetheart.

Hi, Daddy.

That must have been pretty scary, seeing your dad encasing the floor like that,

huh?

Honey, you can ask me anything.

And I promise, I'll be honest with you.

Are you going to die?

Yes.

And so are you.

Everyone dies.

That's right.

Everyone dies.

And since everyone dies, what's important is not how we die.

It's how we live.

Do you remember... Remember Mr. Rogers?

Yeah. We loved that movie.

Do you remember how he told us to look for the helpers?

There are people out there.

That live their life like that.

As helpers.

That's right.

Honey, there are helpers in this world that will look out for you for the rest

of your life.

So open your eyes.

They're out there.

They're doing what's right.

Some helpers you've known your whole life, and some are new to you.

The trait that they share, that they always make things better if they can.

Being a helper takes a lot of work, but it's worth it.

And helping people can be hard.

It's filled with tough division.

But it's those hard times that make you realize what's important.

And someday, you are going to be an amazing

helper.

Victoria Elizabeth Paul.

I think that's what's important.

It's not how we die.

It's how we live.

You too, Casey.

Hey,

Casey.

Yeah, buddy.

I'm really sorry I yelled at you earlier.

Me too, buddy.

This is where the cool kids hang out? Nick insisted on bringing me to see your

side of the neighborhood.

Oh, cute.

I just wanted to tell you that I asked Vance to send over my contract so I

sign it.

That's great. I thought maybe after the last couple days.

You know, I realized if that was strike three, I wouldn't be ready for strikes

four, five, six.

Girl, you know we got you.

Yeah, exactly.

Where else am I going to find helpers like you guys?

You're stuck with me for a good long while.

We are so glad to be stuck with you.

Damn right.

Oh my gosh.

Your wedding ring.

I've never seen you take it off. Not even an autopsy.

Yeah, I decided to take Brainy's advice.

I can hold on to what's important while letting go.

It's time.

Look at this. You get to see them both at once.

You got me a bear.

I guess you're going to have to scare Vic.

There you go.

Thank you, Agent Knight.

Well, that's very sweet.

There's only one guest per patient, so that will be Vic and I. Okay,

this is getting ridiculous.

Senor Vance, Tim, only one guest.

What's wrong?

Let's take this into the hall.

We didn't get the Raven.

Well, unless he came back from the dead. I don't see how that's possible. He's

on Jimmy's autopsy table now. We talked the past off. The guy that was with him

was not the Raven. Are we sure?

Because this Raven guy has been playing games from the very beginning.

I wouldn't put this past on. Yeah, that crossed my mind.

But this came in the mail today.

It was addressed to Special Agent Alden Parker and his team.

What's it say?

One word.