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Is that my wife?

Get off me! Get off!

- Daddy!
- Oh my God.

Olive, where's Eden?

She took her! Angelina... She took her.

She killed Mom, and she took Eden.

Neighbor reported a
woman, 20s, auburn hair,

leaving the scene with an infant female.

Hey, Ben.

We need another Amber Alert
and a press conference.

Ben, we ran those alerts
for over a year now.

Well, we need more. I'm
on message boards, Jared.

There are missing kids
found five, ten years later.

Yo, Vasquez!

Let's roll.

Where are you?

I don't know.

Uh, somewhere in Rockland.

All right, I need to
talk to you in person.

Fine. Where?

Go home.

More cherry blossoms?

Yeah.

Same as last night.

I don't know what they mean,
but I intend to find out.

Breakfast!

Hey, it's Gabriel. Again.

Just calling to check in to see
when you might be heading back.

Call me.

You know, I think it's really weird

how you call yourself Gabriel with Dad.

It's his idea. He thinks
the phones are bugged.

- It's still off, isn't it?
- Sorry.

I'm following her recipe
down to the teaspoon.

- Ooh.
- Ooh. Grace's world-famous pancakes?

Hmm. Not exactly. Sorry.

You remember to let the batter rest?

- Uh, it's how you get your fluff.
- Ew, show-off.

Okay, I have a double
shift, so let's go.

- Let's roll. Bills won't pay themselves.
- Thanks, Mom and Dad.

That's not creepy.

No need to thank us.

Until the rules lighten up,

the muggles are happy to
work while the 828ers...

- Sit on their asses.
- Hardly.

You're already doing
the most important job.

Well, speaking of jobs, I can
always get one with my fake ID.

And the more exposure
you have out there,

the greater the risk of
people finding out who you are.

Yeah.

Ready?

Oh, uh, actually, just wondering.

- Like, how late can we stay up?
- Bye!

Do we have to take a
bath? Do we need one?

You okay?

Look, Cal, you're one of the lucky
ones. You get to fly under the radar

while the rest of us get our entire
lives picked apart by the Registry.

I don't feel so lucky.

You heard from him?

I mean, it's not like
I get anything from him

when he is around. It's...

I know he doesn't like
when we go up to his room,

but I emptied out the trash,
threw away all the dirty dishes...

Calling?

Yeah, you?

Nothing. Two years and
counting. What'd you see?

Um...

Cherry blossoms. The ocean. There
was a ship. It was like a freighter.

I don't get the flowers, but
maybe something at the port?

- Yeah, it's worth checking out.
- Well, I'll come.

No, stay put. You need to
be here when he comes back.

That could be days from now.

Hey.

Camouflage.

Cherry blossoms, here you are.

Yeah, I see it.

- Hey! I need help.
- What the hell? This area's restricted.

NYPD. I need help
getting him to the car.

We're covered by Port
Authority. What gives?

He needs medical attention,
please. Now! Come on!

Hey.

Where was this guy? And why
aren't you calling an ambulance?

How many months you gonna stare
at the same patch of ocean?

Different patch every day.

And many more to come till our
airplane decides to present itself.

I'm not holding my breath.

We got a 911 call from the
residence of Anson and Trina Vasik.

Row 12. D and E.

Report of active vandalism.
Perpetrators on site.

Greenpoint.

Can we engage, please?
I can be there in ten.

Well, let's see if NYPD handles it.

We're trying to keep passengers
safe, not caught up in cross fire.

Damn it! Come on!

The Eureka footage again?

I thought you were
supposed to be synthesizing

the latest data from the test on Cal.

I already have. His
scans haven't changed.

He's the exact same kid, except bigger.

And besides, this is my lunch break.

This has been your lunch
break for 23 months.

I need to figure out
what made 828 disappear

from Eureka and where it went.

Every country around the globe

conducted an exhaustive
search for 828 all over again.

You are grasping at straws.
You have been for two years now.

And? I won't stop.

We're missing something.

Hey. Any luck this time out?

Nope.

What are you doing?

You don't feel the wind?

Anna Ross? Why her?

Her photo was fluttering, and the
wind stopped the second I touched it.

She was the interpreter that helped us

when you had a connection with
a passenger and got so sick.

Doesn't this mean you're
supposed to go to her?

I'll see if Mick can check in on her.

Dad, follow your Calling. Maybe
it'll help you get out of your head.

I don't wanna get out of my head.

Besides, how many times did
I chase Calling after Calling,

thinking it would lead
me to Eden? Never did.

Well, Mick's already on a Calling, so...

Then it'll have to wait.

But this is important.
I'll go talk to Anna.

Cal, the world thinks you're missing.

I don't like you being out
there if you don't have to be.

Dad, how am I...

Cal, if someone catches on that
you're you five and a half years older,

they'll lock you up in an NSA
lab, and we'll never see you again.

How am I supposed to
find what I'm looking for,

what I was sent back for, if
I'm just stuck inside this house?

The Lifeboat needs me.

Take your Gabriel ID.

I'm just here to help.

The thing about addiction,
it can feel like...

Feels like there's no way out.
Feels like counseling is useless.

- It feels like...
- It is useless.

Like I said, feels that way. I've
been in your seat. A few times.

How'd you get out?

Most of us self-medicate
to make our demons go away.

I finally realized my demons
weren't going anywhere.

They're a part of me.

And they can rule my life,
or they can make me stronger.

Stop trying to hide from your pain.

Let it out.

It's okay. It's okay.

Let it out.

All right.

All right. I'm proud of you.

Thank you.

His last counselor almost quit. How
do you get through to these people?

They do all the work.
I just feel their pain.

You weren't followed?

You really have to ask?

Any idea who he is?

No, the Calling brought me to him.

I think the freighter was from China.

Hang in there, pal.
You've made it this far.

Heartbeat's stable.

Hopefully, the dehydration
didn't impact brain function.

Stone 828. That's not freaky.
You think he's an 828er?

If he is, why haven't we heard of him?

'Cause he was killed two
years ago. Or so we thought.

What do you mean?

Thought I recognized
that face. It's Henry Kim.

Supposedly executed by
the Singaporean government.

The day... the day I quit the force.

So, what? They told the world he's dead?

Maybe traded him to China.

They've done the most 828
studies outside the US.

So how the hell did he get here,
and what does he want from me?

Shh.

Mr. Kim? Hey, can you hear me, sir?

You're safe.

Boy.

Where's the boy?

I don't think you're the
Stone he's looking for.

Cal.

- Yes?
- Hi. You're Anna Ross?

If you're from the Registry, my
check-in's not for another week.

I'm sorry. No, I'm Gabriel.

I left a message earlier.

The Stone family from 828.
I'm one of their cousins.

Okay. And?

And I know you helped Michaela save Cal.

Thank you.

Cal's dad, Ben,

he had a Calling, a vision, sort of.

Wind blowing. He thinks
you may be having it also.

Are you, Anna?

I know it sounds crazy,

but I think the 828
Registry bugged my house.

That doesn't sound so crazy.

I don't understand.

If Ben had this Calling,

why'd he send you?

He's, uh, not in a good place.

Hasn't been for a long time.

Yes, I remember all the news
reports about the tragedy.

Unthinkable.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Thank you.

Uh, so, the Calling?

I had one today, yesterday.

Wind?

Actually, a windmill.

Wow, okay. Yeah. You saw one?

More like I just had the idea and
picked up a pen and started drawing.

I'm sure that sounds strange.

No...

I've heard that's how the
Callings come sometimes.

Did you draw anything else?

Gravestones.

At least I think that's what they
were. They scared the hell out of me.

There's a cemetery upstate in
Ramapo with an old windmill.

That's it. That's the
same as my drawing.

I'm so sorry. I... I have to go.

Well, you were incredibly
helpful. Thank you.

I'll take the next
train. I'll check it out.

Okay.

So Vance thinks they
faked Henry Kim's execution

so they could have a lab rat
that no one was looking for.

Do you know, um, where
his background file is?

So this guy, he risks
his life to escape.

He ships himself halfway
across the world for Cal.

I mean, this could be the
breakthrough we're looking for.

I can't... I don't
know where his file is.

Ben?

Ben!

Did you hear anything I just said?

It's not the breakthrough
I've been looking for.

How do you even say that to me?

If Eden were still out there,

the Callings would've
led us to her by now.

- You know that.
- I don't know that.

Okay, fine, but I'm not
asking you to give up on Eden.

I'm asking you not to
give up on the rest of us

because the Death Date
is a year and a half...

I don't care about the Death Date.

What's the point anymore?

Okay.

Listen, I know you don't mean that,

but I'm gonna humor you for a second

because the point of
living is your family.

You still have two
children who are here now,

and they need their father.
You still have your dad.

You still have me. And I'm
sorry. I'm not gonna let you

give up on us to chase a pipe dream.

Don't call it that!

Ben, I'm tired of walking
on eggshells around you.

I have tried to give you space. I
have tried to captain the Lifeboat...

- I didn't ask you to.
- You didn't give me a choice!

You left me alone. And
I understood. I still do.

But I'm now trying to save every
other passenger that is on that plane.

At this point, I have zero faith
in the Callings saving any of us.

What if you're wrong?

Look.

The Callings have you.

They have Saanvi. They
have every single passenger.

Eden has no one other than me.

Hey, what's going on?

I'll explain on the way.

I need you to find
Henry Kim's file, please.

Uh, Dad, that woman whose
photo was blowing, Anna Ross.

- Yeah.
- She saw a windmill and gravestones.

She's sharing a Calling with you.

She's headed up to a cemetery in
Ramapo, and she could use your help.

Go with Mick.

Make sure you eat something, Dad.

We expecting anybody?

I'm not.

Just hang back.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Long time.
- Yeah.

Um, hey. Ca... It's... it's okay.

Hey.

- Hey, Jared.
- What's up, Cal?

- Sorry, Gabe.
- Mm-hmm.

I'm liking the stubble, old man.

Yeah! Hey.

All right, uh, I'll wait in the car.

- It's good to see you.
- You too, bud. Take care.

Now isn't really a good time to...

Sorry. I'm just here to see Ben.

You're still in your blues.

Yeah, over a year now.

Price you pay for doing the right thing.

We all appreciate it.

Um...

- Well, I should...
- Yeah. He all the way up?

- Mm, yeah.
- Okay.

Police.

You got a second?

Not unless you're here to tell me NYPD

is actually gonna do something for once

to help find my daughter.

They won't even return my calls.

Ben, brother...

Hey. You need to take a break, man.

I'm never gonna take a
break. Does nobody get that?

Not until I find her.

Ben, there's a reason the
detectives aren't calling you back.

The state legally
declared Eden deceased.

NYPD closed the missing persons file.

I wanted you to hear it from a
friend, not just some random suit.

- No.
- Ben.

Ben, Angelina and Eden's prints
were found on that bridge.

They found her backpack floating
in the Narrows days after Grace...

- Yeah, but no bodies! Why no bodies?
- We've been through this, Ben.

The currents. They would have
pulled them into the Atlantic.

We weren't expecting
on finding any bodies.

I know she's out there. She's alive.

And if the NYPD won't
look for her, screw them.

And screw you, Jared!

I won't stop.

I can't.

I'm really sorry.

We need a BOLO on Angelina Meyer.

110 pounds. 5'2", brown hair.

She has a 16-month-old female infant...

I'll make you some tea.

... and she's armed and dangerous.

We need a roadblock at every
toll booth up until the border.

Where are we on the Amber Alert?

You need your wife. Where is she?

She's gone.

Well, I'll sit here with
you till she gets back.

Can I help you?

Is that you?

Oh my God.

Dad!

How?

Mom kicked Angelina out.

You were the only person who
wanted her back in the house.

How'd she get in the house, Cal?

I told her about the key.

What?

I knew it.

I'm sorry. I thought
the Calling wanted...

Mom told you she wanted her gone.

We told you not to trust her.

And you didn't listen!

And now Mom is dead!

- You let her take Eden! It's your fault!
- Olive! Olive!

You let her take Eden!
You let her take Eden!

It's all your fault!

Come on, bud. Let's get you cleaned up.

I've pumped him full of fluids.
His oxygen sats are still low.

I'm starting to worry about
his heart and his lungs.

Henry, you're safe. We're
not here to harm you.

We wanna help.

I almost shot this
guy. Waltzed right in.

Not exactly an open-door policy.

Sorry. Mick gave me the code.
Said you could use some help?

Yeah, he's showing clear
signs of starvation,

sensory deprivation, erratic breathing.

- Mind if I try something?
- Be my guest.

Heart rate's going down.
Oxygen levels are going up.

Whatever he went through,
he's still suffering.

You can waltz in any time.

I gotta get back to work.

The box

is for the boy.

What box? There's no box.

I had it with me.

I need to give it to the boy.

Okay, I need to sedate him, Vance,
before he goes into cardiac arrest.

Send Michaela back to the port.

Hopefully, whatever's in
the box is still there.

Oh my God.

Eden.

Anna.

Ben? You're here.

Did you find anything?

Well, I haven't been here
long, but this Calling...

I don't even know what we're
supposed to be looking for.

I do. It's my daughter, Eden.

Oh my goodness.

I... I thought she had passed.

She hasn't.

And I've never been more certain
that she's alive than I am right now.

Where would she be?

I haven't seen anyone around.

You feel that?

I don't know.

The weather vane. Look.

It's pointing in the other direction.

This isn't a real gust.

It's a Calling.

It's gonna lead us straight to Eden.

Do you have any idea why Henry
asked for you? What's in the box?

I don't even remember
him from the plane.

Homeland Security's already
here. We gotta come back.

No, we have to find it.
The answers are here.

- I know it.
- Cal, no, it's not safe for 828ers.

They're gonna spot us,
okay? You... We can't.

Well, just you, not me. I can do this.

- Cal...
- Just tell me how to find the container.

Hey.

Camouflage.

I need an assist.

Eden!

You're gonna head towards the water.

There's a stack of containers
right beside the ship.

You gotta slow down.
You're walking way too fast.

This is how I walk.

Well, it's suspicious.

Slow down.

Can I get a word in here?

Vance?

Long time no see. Stop walking.

- You can see me?
- I can.

I can also see a couple of
feds talking to some dockworkers

around the container you're next to.

And now I see you're about to
be in their eyeline. Get back.

Sorry.

All you Stones.

You're like moths to a flame
when it comes to danger.

Is that a metaphor?

'Cause I missed high school.

Okay, Cal? Henry's container
is the third aisle in.

It's blue. It's got a
cherry blossom on it.

Third aisle, blue,
cherry blossom. Got it.

Vance, just say when.

Now, they're about to walk away.

When I say...

Not that "when"!

Okay, Cal. Can you see it?

- All right, good. You need to...
- Mm. Not good.

There's more than a dozen
federal agents and cops en route.

This is a, uh, coincidence.

Hmm. You tell me.

I'm here 'cause I heard 828
activity over the scanner.

That would be you?

I don't know what you got
yourself and Cal into, Mick,

but I don't want to know.

- I'm not asking you for favors.
- That's good 'cause I can't help you.

Yeah.

I haven't seen you in, what, six months?

Now I see you twice in
one day. What are the odds?

- Must be a sign.
- Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of.

Mm-hmm.

You look good. Happy.

- I am.
- Good.

Me too.

I'm glad.

- All right. Where is that nephew of yours?
- Um...

Cops are closing in a
couple containers away.

Wait, I hear something.

A ticking.

Cal, get out of there.
It could be a bomb.

It's getting louder and faster.

God damn it, Henry.
What the hell did you do?

I don't hear anything, but get out.

You don't?

It's a Calling.

Hold on. I see something.

It might be a box. Hold on. I'll show...

Do not open it. I
repeat, do not open it.

My God.

It's not just a box.

What is it?

It's the black box.

It stopped. Did it stop for you?

Yes.

Daddy!

Eden.

Daddy!

Eden!

- Eden!
- Daddy!

Eden! I got you.

Hey.

Daddy!

Ben! You have to help him!

He's drowning.

Ben!

Help him!

Here, take him. I'm
gonna go help your daddy.

Call 911!

Oh my God.

Hey.

I'm so sorry about your mom.

All of this is my fault.

No. No.

It's gonna take time, but you'll
be okay. You'll all be okay.

None of this makes any sense.
Look at me. I'm a freak.

No. I don't know how in the
world you got to be so big,

but I know your heart's
exactly the same.

What happened to you out there?

I don't even know anymore. It's
like waking up from a dream.

Think, Cal.

It's important.

We have to get back onto the plane.

All of the answers are
on the plane. I know it.

When can you take me back to Eureka?

What is it?

The plane's gone, Cal.

You're in a good mood.

It's been a while.

Every day for two years,

two really hard years,

I've been trying to figure
out where it all went wrong.

Mom's dead.

Eden's gone.

I'm... older,

and I don't have answers for any of it.

Cal, that's a lot.

The point is, uh,

every day, I think if I can
just get back to the plane,

maybe I can fix all this, and...

Today, I finally had a Calling again,

and it feels like the plane's
sort of come back to me now.

Hey.

Come on.

It's unbelievable.

It disappeared from
Eureka, and now it's back.

It is definitely the exact
same black box of Flight 828,

- voice recording and all.
- You're sure?

We spent years examining every
millimeter of it inside and out.

See next to the burned-out
fuselage? That's a black box.

It was right there till it
disappeared with the rest of the plane.

Probably at the very moment
Angelina killed Grace,

just like the tail fin disappeared
the moment I killed the major.

Okay. So how is it back?

And how did Henry get it
halfway across the world?

How did the Cuban fisherman
find the tail fin? Who knows?

If the black box came back,
where's the rest of the plane?

Boy. Where's the boy?

Boy? Boy?

Boy?

You are the boy.

He wasn't even looking at...
How'd he know it was me?

That is a very good question.

Apparently, you are exactly
who he was looking for.

Hey, we should, um... We should
go. I think Ben had a tough day.

Can you guys keep an eye
on Henry and the black box?

- Keep us posted if he wakes up.
- You got it.

Please tell Ben that we're
here for him. All of us.

I'll pray for your little girl.

Maintaining level altitude.

Please help!

... level altitude.

Help me!

Vance!

Maintaining level altitude.

Help me!

I'm terribly sorry, folks.
That was extreme turbulence...

- Play it again.
- Okay, one sec. One sec.

Let me sync up the surveillance
footage from Eureka.

Help me!

But the black box voice recording
is from the original flight.

So how the hell do
we hear 'em in Eureka?

No idea.

But the black box is back for a
reason, and it's talking to us.

So we need to listen.

Maybe Daly is still out there.

Dad, I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

What happened?

I thought it was Eden. I was sure of it.

I heard "Daddy." I...

You followed the Calling. Tried so hard.

I thought... I thought
something good would happen.

Something good did happen.

Ben just saved a dad and
his son from drowning.

Yeah, well...

Once again, the Callings
just keep toying with me.

Look, I...

I get what you've been trying to do.

I think we all do.

But it's... Maybe it's
time we said goodbye.

We all miss her.

It's okay to... to let go.

Your mom is gone, and, uh...

that almost destroyed me.

And still, I...

I struggle to breathe.

Uh...

I owe it to her.

To all of us.

To find Eden.

I have to hang on to that hope.

I'm never gonna stop looking for her.

Look, happy.

Let's see.

Another one. I love it.

Come here.

Oh. Hmm.

We need to talk.

Keep coloring.

Did you solve it?

Yes, but I had help... from Ben Stone.

He had the same Calling as Eden.

Something's coming.

Something terrifying.

Can I have a cookie, Mommy?

Anything for you, my angel.

Then we have to go.

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