Helstrom

The psychologist said she exhibits low affect,

limited empathic response,

and sometimes a manner that's just plain unnerving.

What this girl has seen will pick apart anyone's mind.

Her brother had night terrors for two months.

If we put them together now, I'm afraid he could regress.

What did she do, Sister?

One of our nurses fainted one day when she was alone with her.

The last thing she remembered was Ana touching her

and that it made her feel like,

like she was dying.

She has an ability.

If what you say about her is true, it's unholy.

Fear of the Other will bring out the worst in us.

I never said I wouldn't help.

No, this isn't about you.

It's the people I work with.

They've been hunting her father for... ages.

So what would they do?

We're talking about children.

Who will grow to be powerful adults

and potentially pick up where their father left off.

"Potentially," not "definitely." We can't just...

This isn't God's work.

If we keep them apart, out of sight,

maybe there's hope.

Can you take her?

With the company I keep?

I'm as much a danger to her as anyone.

She has to go somewhere.

Ana's in the system.

She'll land some place, and I'll check in on her from time to time.

Can you handle the boy?

Good.

Their lives depend on it.

I could feel it was him.

I was so damn sure that thing was Dad.

You can go over it again and again, but we're still flat on our asses

without a clue where Mom is.

- It doesn't make any sense. - Yes, it does.

It felt like Dad because it was like Dad. But it wasn't him.

You believed it, too.

It could have been him.

But it wasn't.

Dad is still out there.

He will be back.

And when that happens, why don't you do me a favor

and maybe get some proof next time.

A signed confession, a DNA sample,

- a driver's license, I don't know... - Wow.

Look who found his judgmental side.

The only person I'm judging right now is myself

for going against my gut.

Instead, I just went right along...

That's the worst part for you,

isn't it?

That you finally took my side on something.

No, the worst part is that our mom is gone

and is gonna die, and you seem to not give a shit.

Instead, you're just stuck on how you got duped.

But it's no mystery. The demon knew exactly how to manipulate you.

Your rage, your obsession with Dad.

That's always been your trigger.

You needed that thing to be him.

And I bought it.

You think I was duped?

Did you get any sleep?

I stole a couple hours.

Gabriella, if this becomes too much.

Don't even finish that sentence.

Worry about Daimon.

His knee's a wreck and after exorcising most of the possessed left behind,

he's exhausted.

I'm glad you've come around on him.

He has his moments.

- I better go check on him and Ana. Make sure they don't kill each other.

Don't... Don't let him come back for me, please.

My husband... he's not my husband.

- Let's get you in... - He kidnapped me.

Twenty years you kept it locked up.

Twenty!

Just letting it get stronger, waiting for it to break out.

- What you call "it," I call Mom. Excuse me for wanting to save her.

And that is exactly how you got played.

It gave you false hope that you could save her,

playing on your unending, stupid guilt.

You bought the big lie, Professor, not me.

- And what would you have done with her? - I wouldn't have let it get this far.

You got what you wanted. You chose to sacrifice her to kill Dad,

or what you thought was Dad.

I did what you couldn't do

and I saved your ass in the process.

So, you're welcome.

And it cost Mom her life!

It's what she wanted.

Victoria told us to do it.

"Victoria." Why are...

Why are you calling her that? She's our Mom.

Not anymore.

It's just a big sea of ice in there, isn't it?

That's enough blaming, it isn't helping. We were all fooled

I don't need your hot take, Louise.

Stay out of our family's business for a change.

Dr. Hastings is my family, and she does not need your disrespect.

And I don't need this.

So why don't I hit the road and leave you to it?

Great.

I'll find Mom without you. Just act like we don't exist.

Go back to business as usual.

We're out of here. Let's go.

Thank Buddha.

It's okay. You'll be safe in here.

He's all yours, Sister. It's been a blast.

- Where are you going? What about your mother?

Not my problem.

This body is failing.

Found a street degenerate with enough drugs

to keep your host alive for a while longer.

He was

uncooperative.

You should have brought him here.

For Basar.

I believe his feeding days are done.

He's suffered too much damage to reconstitute.

Maybe we should move on and find reinforcements.

We're not leaving my son.

He still has purpose.

My oldest boy.

Barely back in this world

and look at what they did to him.

I don't think he can mark another.

Why would he need to?

About that.

I felt something strange when he touched the wound.

What did he do?

You could call it a... kind of healing.

You're gonna be okay.

That wasn't him.

That was not my husband.

You believe me,

don't you?

I do.

I don't get it.

Why mark someone but leave her in the trunk of a car?

It's like they forgot about her.

Demons only mark people to pave the way for possession.

That thing was obviously saving her for something.

Or someone.

Kthara?

Poor woman.

Doesn't realize the fate you saved her from.

About the only good thing that's happened lately.

Don't get used to it.

Spivey's wife was the next host.

Once that demon leaves my mom, it'll need a new one.

All the possessed people at the Blood hotel,

how many more places are there like that?

If anyone knows the Blood's facilities, it's Henry.

- Where is he? - Missing.

I tried reaching him, he doesn't answer.

Doesn't matter.

There's still one last possessed guy from the attack.

I'm gonna talk to him.

The man is heavily sedated, and you can barely stand.

- We should take a look at that knee. - I heal fast.

Then at least get some sleep.

Meanwhile, I will try Henry again.

Don't bother.

Caretaker can take care of himself.

The bag's a touch theatrical, don't you think?

Not enough you tied me up in my own van.

We were told to take no chances.

Your allegiance is under question.

What else is new.

The slaughter at that hotel,

that was new.

What are you talking about?

We're here.

Welcome home, Caretaker.

You can't hide who you are, son.

Not anymore.

Let it out.

Let it out.

Sorry.

You sounded upset. I... I thought I'd wake you.

Maybe you should go home.

You might be able to sleep better there.

Let's go talk to that thing.

Where is she?

Where she needs to be.

Not for long.

We found her vessel.

You know, in case the freaks on the other side ask when I send you back.

It won't be worse than being suspended for years

inside this man's feeble mind.

When they captured me, they shut down his brain.

It was like drowning in mud,

wanting to move but unable to.

Torture.

Do what you will with me... traitor.