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(sombre music)

- What's wrong with her?

- We don't know yet. I've ordered some tests

while we wait on Doctor Carlson. (groans)

- I promised her I'd take care of her.

- Well, you're here, aren't you?

And Maggie's doing everything she can.

(groans)

- Ben...

- Hey, hey, it's me.

I'm right here.

It's gonna be okay.

- I don't feel good.

- I'm gonna find Doctor Rabney.

See if the test results have come back.

Will you call me if anything changes?

- Will do.

- Don't worry, Tracy.

I'm not going anywhere, okay?

- We're here for you, honey.

(Tracy groans)

(theme music)

♪♪ Is this as good as it's gonna get ♪♪

♪♪ I've given all I can give ♪♪

♪♪ But the rivers still get wider wider ♪♪

♪♪ We've been here all along ♪♪

♪♪ Through the valleys we carry on ♪♪

♪♪ The journey takes us higher higher ♪♪

♪♪ This could be a home if we try to build it ♪♪

♪♪ This could be a life that's one in a million ♪♪

♪♪ All the hard times, yeah, they were worth it ♪♪

♪♪ Time and time and time again ♪♪

♪♪ Ooh whoa whoa ooh ♪♪

♪♪ Whoa whoa ooh Whoa whoa ooh ♪♪

♪♪ Time and time and time again ♪♪♪♪

- So what have we got?

- X-rays are clean.

Low platelets. High white blood cell count.

- A possible infection or maybe an autoimmune disorder?

- That still doesn't narrow it down enough

to know what we're dealing with.

- I came as soon as I got your message. I can't believe

this happened the one time I turn my phone off.

All right, fill me in. What's happening?

- The X-rays didn't show anything.

- X-rays? Who ordered those? - I did.

- I thought we talked about this yesterday?

- Well, Tracy's breathing declined,

I needed to rule out any lung damage first.

- I see. So you subjected a young girl to radiation?

That would've been my last call, not my first.

- Yeah, but you weren't here to make that call, were you?

- That doesn't qualify you to make decisions in my place,

Doctor Sullivan.

- I'm sorry. I... I didn't mean...

- Doctor Rabney, if you have a moment, I would like

to walk through a proper diagnostic strategy with you.

- Of course.

- I got this.

- I'm sorry.

(sombre music)

(waves rolling)

(birdsong)

- Morning, Jack. - Hello, mate.

Thought I'd check in. Any updates?

- Well, I started talking to Maggie yesterday

but we were interrupted.

- You can't put your life on hold forever.

You need to go back to work.

- I just need a little more time.

- Yeah, I still don't understand why you're putting yourself

through this. I'm your friend, not just your editor.

I just want you to be happy, mate.

- I know.

- I'm always here if you need me.

- Thanks.

(taps keyboard)

(soft music)

(door opens)

- Merci, Frank, for watching the store for me.

- Tracy still not good?

- No.

Watching Ben sit by her side like that,

it really killed me.

- I'm sorry.

- I imagine that that's what it was like for you

when I was in the hospital.

(sighs)

- Edna.

- Well, look who it is!

- It's been a dog's age. - It has!

(chuckling)

I was happy to hear you were back. You need some bait?

- Uh, actually I was kind of hoping

that Frank could come and do some fishing,

and maybe we could catch up a little.

- That would've been nice, but it's not a good day for me.

I've got a friend in the hospital.

- Oh. - You should go.

- You need me here.

- I'll be just fine.

And it'll be good for you to spend some time

with someone else for a change.

You should go fishing with Danny.

- Are you sure? - Positive.

Now go catch me a nice big fish.

Have fun! - Okay.

(gentle music)

- You don't need to worry about me.

I'm your warrior, remember?

- Mhmm.

(sighs) (door shuts)

- Hey. Any word from Maggie?

- No, she said she'd call when she had an update.

Shouldn't you be on your way to the airport?

- Yeah, I just thought I'd stop by,

make sure everything was good here first.

- Rob, you don't have to worry. I'm on it.

- Look how thin that is.

- Whoa!

Hey, you weren't kidding, that knife really is amazing.

- I'll email you the website. It's only about 500 bucks.

- For a knife? That's wild. - Yeah.

- Hey. What'd you always say?

Perfection comes at a price. Right, Amir?

- Do you bring your own knives everywhere you go?

- Well, most professional chefs do,

but, this one isn't mine. It's a gift for Rob.

- Hey, wait, no. I can't, I can't take that. It's too much.

- I insist.

(sighs)

This really means a lot to me.

- Thanks.

- Of course, I'll need to borrow it while I'm here.

(chuckling) - Of course.

- Nice gift.

- Hey, look, I gotta get going.

You guys think you can go a few days without killing each other?

Please?

- Go see your kid. I got this.

- Thanks.

- Safe travels, brother.

- Hey, don't forget, Syd's in charge.

- I doubt she'd let me forget that.

- And you, Syd, cut Amir some slack, please?

He's doing us a favour, remember?

- I know.

Give my love to Finn? - Yeah.

(sighs)

- Safe travels.

(door shuts)

- Looks like it's just you and me now.

- I wouldn't get too used to it.

Rob will be back soon

and you can get back to that fancy career of yours.

(scoffs)

(soft music)

- Hi. Um, is Maggie around?

- No, she's at the hospital.

- Oh... - It's Liam, right?

- Uh, yeah, yeah.

- I'm Edna, Frank's wife.

- Oh! Yeah, it's uh, it's nice to meet you.

- Yeah.

- Um, look, I was just over at the lodge

and I heard what happened.

Do you know if Tracy's gonna be okay?

- We still don't know yet.

- Well, I'm sorry to hear that. Um...

Will you let Maggie know that I came by?

- Sure.

- Thanks.

- Everything okay?

- Yeah, I'm just hoping to uh, finish a conversation

that we started yesterday, but... it can wait.

- I'll let her know.

- Thanks.

(door opens, shuts)

(water cooler bubbling)

(indistinct chatter)

- Doctor Rabney?

So what's Doctor Carlson's plan for Tracy?

- He still thinks it could be viral.

- I don't agree with him.

- To be honest, neither do I.

- Okay.

Tracy was initially diagnosed with asthma.

Her condition's worsened.

She's now exhibiting high fever and lethargy.

- Meningitis?

- No neck stiffness or nausea.

What about West Nile?

There hasn't been a reported case in Nova Scotia

for three years.

(intercom): Paging Doctor Rabney. You're wanted in ICU.

Rabney to ICU.

- Sorry. Keep thinking.

- I'll go talk to Quincy,

and apologise.

- I don't think that's a good idea right now.

He's still pretty upset.

Maybe give him a little time.

- Great.

(sombre music)

(soft music)

(Cal): Hey, there you are. (Ben): Quincy's here.

- I know. We spoke.

- And he made us leave.

- He was examining Tracy.

- I'm sure he'll let you back in once he's finished.

- You know, I thought it'd be a good time to give him

a ride over to his house. Grab some things for Tracy.

- That's a good idea.

- Uh, I can drive myself.

- Your car's over at the outpost, remember?

- Right.

- Um... Hey, why don't you try calling your mother again?

You know, see how she's making out?

- Okay.

(birdsong)

- I take it your conversation with Doctor Carlson

didn't go so well? - Yeah, not exactly.

- Something happen between you two?

- Besides me alienating the person

who's supposed to vouch for me with the board?

I ordered a test without his approval.

- Why?

- Well, 'cause I need to figure out what's going on with Tracy.

- And you didn't trust that Quincy would do that?

- He was convinced she had asthma when she came

into the clinic. I wasn't so sure.

- And you thought you should go with your gut.

- Yeah.

- So? Did you reach your mom?

- Uh, not yet, no. But I left her a message.

- Okay. All right, well, let's head over to your place.

And we'll see you in a little bit, okay?

- Yeah.

(♪♪ Time To Be Alive ♪♪ by Inland Sky)

♪♪ I didn't see it coming ♪♪

♪♪ Couldn't believe my eyes ♪♪

♪♪ But oh the way the sun was shining made it seem all right ♪♪

♪♪ It came to me in colours ♪♪

♪♪ Couldn't hardly believe ♪♪

♪♪ But oh I guess it took each other for me to see ♪♪♪♪

(crickets chirping)

(loon calls)

- This was a good idea.

I'm glad you suggested it.

- Yeah, me too.

I hope the fish are biting today.

- So what'd the elders say when you...

told them about the conservation area?

- Well, they thought it was better than, uh, condos.

They wanted to know if they could still fish here

after it's all said and done.

- I think so.

- You sure?

Those folks have a lot of rules.

- I hadn't thought about that.

- I can still remember coming here when I was a kid.

I saw this snail one time.

When I reached down to grab it,

my fingers brushed up against a snapping turtle.

It was hiding there waiting for its lunch.

Could've took my fingers clean off.

But he didn't.

- That was lucky.

- I'd say.

- So what'd you do with the turtle?

- I let him have that snail.

- Why'd you do that?

- Because he was here first.

- Makes sense.

(line whirring) (reel cranking)

(soft music)

(loon calls)

(engine stops)

- Hey, I'll just be a minute.

- I'll come with you.

- Uh, it's just the house is a mess, and...

- Hey, I grew up living in a bus.

No judgement here.

(sighs)

- Okay.

(door opens)

Thanks for the ride.

- Ah, it's all good.

Why don't you go get ready, pack up Tracy's things,

and I'll clean up a bit.

- No, no, no, I'll do that later.

= I don't mind. Really.

Where are your trash bags?

- They're, uh, in the kitchen in the drawer beside the fridge.

Thanks. - Easy.

(footsteps receding)

(soft music)

(sloshing)

- Hey, you got a leak in the bathroom?

- Uh, yeah, my mom said she's gonna call the plumber.

(indistinct chatter)

(dishes rattling) (tap running)

- What are you doing?

- Plating.

Presentation is everything.

- Just do it the way we usually do it.

- Every dish needs to look perfect.

- This is not a fine dining establishment, Amir.

We serve comfort food.

Hello? Are you even listening to me?

- I am. But that doesn't mean I have to agree with you.

- I'm the boss, remember?

- And I am the star chef.

- So I guess you just don't need my opinion, then?

- It'd make my life a lot easier.

- Okay.

- What are you doing?

- Uh, leaving.

How am I supposed to handle the lunch rush if you're not here?

- You're the star chef. I'm sure you'll figure it out.

Ray, uh, I'm going home. Call me if you need anything.

(dishes clatter)

(acoustic guitar music)

- Okay.

- Doctor Carlson? - I'm a little busy.

- Look, I am very sorry for what I said earlier.

That... that was completely out of line.

- I wasn't sure that this was going to work out.

Looks like... maybe I was right.

So from now on, Tracy's care is under my control. Are we clear?

- Doctor Carlson, please.

- Ah, no, I don't have time for this right now, Maggie.

I have a patient to attend to.

(sombre music)

(sighs)

(tap running) (dishes sliding)

(distant voice): Hey, Sedona!

- Cal, what did you find?

- I found some blueberries. Sorry, that's all there was.

- When's Mom coming home?

- She has to find Dad first.

Don't worry, Sedona.

I'll take care of us.

Split them with Dakota and Sierra.

- Don't you want any?

- There's not enough. I'll be fine.

- Okay. (sombre music)

(tap running)

(phone buzzes)

- Oh. Maggie?

- Quincy's completely cut me out of Tracy's care.

He thinks she has a virus. I am convinced that he's wrong.

- Well, you should tell him that.

- Well, he won't listen to me

and I don't have any test results back that'll support

how I feel.

Are you still at the house? - Yeah.

- Maybe have a look around there.

See if there's anything that could be causing her reaction.

- What would I be looking for?

- I don't know, maybe...

something she ate?

- Okay. All right, give me one second.

There's not much in the fridge.

- What about the cupboards?

- Uh...

Got some cereal, and a little bit of rice.

Looks like they got mice.

Oh, yeah.

There's a whole bunch more behind the toaster.

- Mouse droppings.

- Yeah. They're gonna need an exterminator.

(dramatic music)

- I have to go,

I need to find Quincy. - Uh, why?

- I know what's wrong with Tracy.

Tracy's house is infested with mice.

We need to test her for leptospirosis.

- Leptospirosis?

- It fits the symptoms.

- Okay. I'll order a MAT. We'll see if you're right.

- Those results will take days to come back so we need

to start her on treatment before it gets any worse.

- Not without test results.

- My gut is telling me that I'm right about this.

I need a definitive diagnosis. I'll order the MAT,

we'll wait for the results.

Now if we're done here, I really have to go.

(phone ringing)

- Hello?

- This is Doctor Lawrence with the board of physicians.

Doctor Rabney gave me your number.

- Hi.

- Looks like we've had a last-minute cancellation

so we could fit you in today. (sighs)

- I'm really sorry, today's really not a good day.

- Are you sure? These meetings are only held quarterly.

- Yeah. Unfortunately, I'm in the middle

of something important. I can't leave. I'm very sorry.

- Okay, well... Hopefully, we can fit you in next year.

(sighs)

(soft music)

♪♪ Burning flames are rising ♪♪

- You know, I had to take my sister Sedona

to the hospital once too.

- What happened?

My mother was away for a few days,

and we didn't have very much food in the house.

So I decided to go pick some blueberries.

Turns out I didn't know the difference

between blueberries and chokeberries.

And Sedona's allergic to chokeberries.

- Was she okay?

- She ended up with a really bad stomach ache.

So, yeah.

I know what it feels like to blame yourself.

♪♪ Through the struggle ♪♪

♪♪ And when the flames are rising ♪♪

♪♪ Through the storm and fire ♪♪

(heartbeat monitor beeping)

(Tracy groaning)

- Tracy's fever is getting worse.

- She doesn't seem to be responding to the antibiotic

that was ordered.

- Cal was just over at their house,

and there were mice there.

So I think that Tracy contracted Leptospirosis.

- Have you told Doctor Carlson?

- Yeah, and he's ordered the microscopic agglutination test

to confirm it, but...

I mean, those results will take too long.

I want to start her on treatment immediately.

- Have you cleared it with Doctor Carlson?

- Tracy's my concern.

I will deal with the consequences if I'm wrong.

- Okay.

(dramatic music)

- What you said earlier about lots of rules.

You think I'm making a mistake?

- It's not up to me to say.

- Well, I just want to make sure that this is all protected

for the future.

- Listen, we have this weekly talking circle

happening over on the Res.

Might help you sort through things.

No pressure,

just a gathering of friends to talk about

whatever's on your mind.

Maybe you and Edna could come.

- I'll think about it.

- Just know you're always welcome, you know?

- Thank you.

- Hey, do you want to grab something to eat

on the way back? - Sure.

- All right.

(soft music)

- The board of physicians just called,

said they had an opening but you didn't take it.

- I didn't want to leave Tracy.

- I can watch her.

- No, it doesn't feel right.

- Doing what you need to do to get your license,

that means helping a lot more people here than just Tracy.

- It's probably already over.

- If you leave now, you still might be able to make it.

- Well, what about Doctor Carlson?

- I'll call him and let him know.

- Thank you.

(building music)

(door opens)

- Maggie's not back yet.

- Oh. You need a hand?

- Could you? - Yeah, of course.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

- So, what's next for you?

- What do you mean?

- Well, once you leave the Crossing?

- I'm supposed to be moving to Europe,

but I guess I'm still thinking about it.

- Why's that?

- I'm still figuring some things out.

- So I guess it's true what Maggie said.

You really are the spontaneous type.

(chuckles)

- I guess I can be a little impulsive at times, yeah.

- Well, Maggie's always been one to think things through

and plan them out.

- Really?

See, she wasn't like that when she was with me.

- Well, that didn't turn out very well, did it?

Well, it's a complicated story, Edna.

- Maybe.

But you still strike me as someone who likes to wander.

And Maggie...

She's already putting down roots here.

- What are you trying to say?

- She's happy. And I don't want to see her get hurt again.

She deserves better than that.

(sad music)

- Well, uh...

Looks like it's fixed, so, I'm gonna head back to my cabin.

- Thank you.

- Yeah.

(door slams)

(cars passing in the distance)

- Hi, um, I'm Maggie Sullivan,

I spoke with a Doctor Lawrence on the phone

about a last-minute cancellation.

- That was me.

- Okay, uh, well, I was able to make it after all.

Is it too late?

- I suppose we could make an exception.

- Thank you.

- Follow me.

Okay. Do you want to start by addressing the board

and telling us why you're here?

- Oh...

Hi, I'm Doctor Maggie Sullivan.

Um, thank you for giving me

the opportunity to speak with you all today.

I'm here to request special permission

to complete my residency in Timber Lake instead of Halifax.

- And which doctor are you proposing to work with?

- I've met with Doctor Quincy Carlson,

but I'm not sure that he's going to make it today.

- And why's that?

- You know he'll have to sign off on your request.

- I know. It's just that...

- Sorry, I'm late.

I spoke to the hospital.

They told me you started treating Tracy

for leptospirosis. Without consulting me.

(dramatic music)

- Thank you for joining us.

- Doctor Carlson, would you like to say a few words?

- Yes, I would. (clears throat)

- Doctor Sullivan is an accomplished surgeon.

But the question of whether she is suited

for general practice still remains.

Like many surgeons,

Doctor Sullivan is confident in her abilities,

yet she is also reactive in her approach,

and because of this, she may find it difficult

to accept other peoples' diagnoses.

She goes on gut instincts

and she won't let anyone dissuade her

from what she believes to be the truth.

For the last several days,

she has continually fought me on the diagnosis

and treatment of a young girl.

- I can explain the-- - Please, let me finish.

So, it is clear to me

that Doctor Sullivan has a lot to learn about being a GP.

But it turns out she's not the only one who has a lot to learn.

Doctor Sullivan's instincts

saved the life of a young girl today.

And if I'm being honest, she was able to find a solution

much quicker than I would've.

That is why I hope this board approves her application.

(uplifting music)

- Thank you, Doctor Carlson.

The board will take a minute to discuss your application.

Thank you.

- Thank you.

I didn't expect that.

- You were right about Tracy.

She is responding to the treatment.

- I'm very glad to hear that.

- She's gonna be okay. Thanks to you.

And once the board approves your application,

I want her to be your very first patient.

- Thank you.

- You earned it, Maggie.

(relieved sigh)

(soft music)

- "Star chef has epic meltdown..."

Wow.

(knocking on door)

(laptop shuts)

(knocking on door)

I'm coming!

- I need to talk to you.

- Uh, fine?

What are you doing here?

- Turns out the lunch rush was a bit more

than I could handle on my own.

I may have said some words to the dishy

and he may have threatened to quit.

- Well, learning his name might be a good start.

It's Ray.

- Ray. Right.

Look, to be honest, lunch was a disaster without you.

And I can't handle dinner if you're not there.

Please come back.

- Only if you listen to me.

- Absolutely.

- Okay. I'll be there in a bit.

- Thank you.

- But I expect you to smooth things over with Ray.

And you'll be doing the dishes too.

- Okay. You're the boss.

(soft music)

- Well, it certainly looks like you're feeling better.

- Thanks for helping.

- I'm just glad we figured it out.

- Once Tracy's released,

she's gonna need to take one of these three times a day

for the next couple of weeks.

- So can I go home now?

- Actually, I think you should stay for another day or two.

- But I'm better?

- No, I know, it's just to be safe.

And anyway, we can't have you go back home

until your mother gets the place all cleaned out.

We don't want you getting sick again.

- You don't get to tell us what to do. You're not my mother.

- No. But I am your doctor.

I would love to talk with her if she's here.

- If we're not able to go home, where are we supposed to stay?

- Well, I can give you guys a cabin at the Crossing.

- I don't want to live in a cabin. I want to go home.

- Sorry.

- Uh, Maggie.

Let's give Tracy and Ben a little space, huh?

- Yeah.

- Do you know where my markers are?

- What was that about?

- I think she's just upset about her mother.

- What do you mean?

- Well, from the looks of things,

she hasn't been to the house in quite a while.

- Okay. Um...

What do we do?

- I gotta talk to Ben.

Get him to tell me the truth about what's really going on.

- Okay. I'll wait here.

- You've been working here since last night. You should go home.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah.

Look, I'll head back with Ben in a little bit. Okay?

- I'll see you at home.

(sombre music)

(acoustic music)

- I cannot believe how many fish you caught.

You know, you could've helped me clean them.

- I am the one who caught them.

Can't do everything.

What?

(chuckles)

- Oh, you're lucky I'm in a good mood

now that we know Tracy's gonna be okay.

Will you please take these to the back

and put them in the freezer for me?

- Of course.

(chuckles)

(soft music)

Oh, m'chi.

Thanks for letting me know about Tracy.

- Just glad she's okay.

And I have some more good news.

- What's that?

- The board approved my application

to work with Doctor Carlson.

- Oh, that's wonderful!

(chuckles) You must be excited.

- For a while there, I was worried

things weren't gonna go according to plan.

- Oh, that reminds me.

That Liam was looking for you earlier.

- Did he say what he wanted?

- Something about finishing up a conversation?

- Um, I'll stop by on my way home.

(soft music)

- Hey, thanks for buying me lunch.

- No problem.

- I didn't realise how hungry I was.

- Well, now that Tracy's feeling better, uh...

I was hoping you could tell me the truth.

- About what?

- What's going on with your mother?

(sighs)

- Hey, Ben.

You can trust me.

I just need to know what's going on

so I can help you and Tracy out.

- She gets depressed.

And sometimes when it's really bad...

...she'll leave town for a few days.

This time it's just... longer, that's all.

She'll be back. She always comes back.

- Yeah.

Well, is there anyone else you can call?

I don't know, like an uncle? Maybe a cousin?

- No. She doesn't stay in touch with her family.

- Well, look.

We're gonna figure this out.

Together. Okay?

- Okay.

- Ben, I'm glad I ran into you. - Hey, Jeanie.

- Jeanie Blassette.

I'm in charge of youth outreach and welfare.

I also run the summer camp Tracy attended.

- Wow. Cal Jones.

Ben's been working for me at the Crossing.

- You didn't tell me you got a job, Ben.

- I just started there, so...

You here visiting someone?

- Actually, I was just in with your sister.

The hospital reached out to me. They were a little concerned

because they haven't been able to reach your mother yet.

- Uh, she was just out of town with her boyfriend,

so, she's on her way back in now. But thanks.

- Well, I'm really glad to hear that.

- Um, I'm gonna go back in and see Tracy if that's okay.

- Of course.

- Can I go get those markers that I left in the car?

- Yeah, sure.

- Thanks.

- He's a good kid.

- He is.

So, you brought Tracy to the hospital?

- I did.

- And did you speak to her mother?

- No, why?

- I just want to make sure they're being cared for.

- And if they aren't?

- Then we'll have to consider other options.

- Like what?

- Foster care.

- Yeah... Well, uh...

I will do my best to keep an eye out.

- I appreciate that.

Here's my card. - Thank you.

- In case anything comes up. - Yeah.

(dramatic music)

(soft music)

(loon call)

(distant voice): Please, if you just let me explain, okay?

- You told me that you loved me.

You convinced me to marry you

and then you left me and I never heard from you again.

- Don't you want to know what happened?

(sombre music)

- Hey.

- Hey. Edna said you came by.

- Yeah, you know, um...

actually I'm kind of busy right now.

- I thought you wanted to talk?

You're leaving?

- I just think it'll be the best thing for everyone.

- You were just gonna disappear again?

- Me being here is not doing you any good.

I just don't want to hurt you again.

- No, you don't get to leave

without giving me an explanation.

Not this time. - Okay.

(soft music) (sighs)

- Tracy?

(knocking on door)

Hey, it's Cal. Can I come in?

(soft music)

- Oh, my keys.

Tell me they didn't... no.

- I was done my assignment.

And I was headed back to the airport.

(sighs)

Back to you.

When...

my vehicle was surrounded.

They pulled me out of the car.

They put a hood over my head.

And they drove me out to a holding area.

- What?

- I was taken hostage.

And I was held captive for three years

until I was finally released.

- The scars on your back?

Oh my God, Liam...

(shaky breath)

I'm sorry.

- It's okay. You didn't know.

- All these years I thought you abandoned me.

I was the one who abandoned you.

(dramatic music builds)

(♪♪ Hurts Like Hell ♪♪ by Fleurie)

♪♪ I loved and I loved and I lost you ♪♪

♪♪ I loved and I loved and I lost you ♪♪

♪♪ I loved and I loved ♪♪

♪♪ And I lost you and it hurts like hell ♪♪♪♪