Coroner

Well, the hole in your spine is gone. It healed beautifully.

You're saying it's as good as new?

The attack and the surgery didn't kill me.

So they must have made me stronger.

I don't think that's how it works.

Are you homicide and also a pathologist?

Ah, this new coroner's really making me miss Jenny.

Isn't your leave of absence done yet?

I just need to stay here until I believe

that not everybody I love is gonna die.

- Pull the trigger. - Mac?

Nobody gets the jump on me, I'm the superhero.

You're home. You're gardening, too,

I-I could help you put these in--

Don't stop. You look so beautiful.

What is that dance?

You moved everything around.

It's hard to come home

and find everything rearranged, I know.

But my system is good for Gordon,

and you'll get used to it.

That's the thing about leaving, huh?

Everything changes.

Hi, Smiler.

Are you hungry? - Smells good.

Yeah, uh, Grandma's making her famous omelette.

Yeah, with free-range eggs from the farmer up the road,

that's-I'd forgotten eggs taste that good.

That's not all you've forgot.

Ohhh! What...

Okay.

I mean, look at this.

While you were away, you were growing vegetables.

And your Mom, she's been growing herbs.

So what is that? Two peas in a pod, if you ask me.

Yeah.

Uh, look, I'm uh, I'm off to work.

Work? No, I thought we were having a day

together as a family, at least a day.

Yeah, do they even know you're back?

Mm-hmm. Yeah, and I am also going to be looking

for personal support workers this week.

You know, because Peggy, you have done...

so much already,

and I'm sure you're anxious to get back to the flower shop,

and Ross, you can fill in until we find the right caregiver.

No. I have FoodScout orders, Mom,

I'm gonna have to cook. - Ross.

Excuse me, do I get a say here?

Look, you know, if-if you're working and Ross is busy,

I can stay until you find somebody.

Yeah.

Okay. Great.

Great, I'm uh, gonna go to work.

Love you. - Love you.

- Love you. - Love you, too.

Bye.

J.C.! You're back early.

We weren't expecting you for another 57 days.

That's oddly specific.

I uh, I talked to HR, they're gonna sort it out.

Okay.

You good?

Oh yeah, just uh, taking my emotional inventory.

Good.

Deliveries go to my assistant.

Uh, no, Dr. Thompson, I'm Jenny Cooper.

You've been filling in for me.

Dr. Cooper, I've heard so much about you.

Pleasure to finally meet you.

Yeah, you... you too. I'm happy to be back.

I spoke to HR, and they said that they're fine

with letting you out of your contract early,

And we can do the hand-off as soon as today.

I figured you might want to get back to--

Hey, Alphonse, we weren't expecting Dr. Cooper

for another... - 57 days.

Ah. Nice of you to drop by, Dr. Cooper.

Uh, as I said, uh...

HR is going to sort this out.

So thank you again for covering.

Temporarily.

Well, maybe we can all rotate custody of the office.

Or not.

Um, there has been a car accident.

Ah, you'll have to excuse me, Dr. Cooper.

- Multiple decedents. - Mult-multiple decedents.

Might need my help.

Okie dokie.

Let's see what you can do.

Sh--

Uh, just so we're clear,

I'm running this office for the duration of my contract.

And if you're not okay with that,

you can take the remainder of your sabbatical

with no hard feelings, and spend it at home

with your family.

Okie dokie.

- Hey! Dr. Cooper! - Hey.

I am glad to see you back.

Yeah, I'm happy to be back. How you doing?

Well, yeah, well, yesterday was crazy, but I'm good.

Yeah. And he's still here, so.

Yeah, he's gonna stay until his contract is through,

so it looks like I have a boss for the next two months.

You know, he is-he's a bit extra, that guy.

Yeah.

- Jenny! - Hey, hi.

- It's so good to see you. - It's good to see you, too.

You okay? - Oh, amazing.

Better than ever.

Hey Mac, shouldn't you be at your morning debrief

with Staff Sergeant Waylen about yesterday's stand-off?

The outcome was good. Nobody got hurt.

Staff's not gonna hound us to debrief

with this mess going on. - Hmm.

Okay, uh, I think I am gonna go do my job.

All right, I'll catch up with you later.

Hey, Officer Stanley, when Dr. Cooper is ready,

EMTs have a third decedent in the sedan.

Thank you.

Any idea what happened?

Hey, I got this, D.

Why don't you go take your meeting with Waylen.

I'm here now.

Yeah, and there are protocols.

Yesterday's outcome was good, but that was luck.

- I had it under control. - And this is my scene.

Whoa! All right, someone's gotten a little...

confident while I was away.

Big scene, Malik.

I hope you know what you're doing.

Uh, and...

you know she won't take it well.

Tick tock.

- It's tick tick, actually. - What?

Hmm?

Never mind.

I think she died on impact.

What, the EMTs tell you that?

Don't let their opinions bias your findings.

I didn't actually talk to the EMTs.

Oh. You're pretty chummy with the cops, so I assumed.

My bad.

What are you basing your theory on?

Well, no linear abrasions from seat belt compression,

and judging by the discolouration on her sternum,

I'm guessing she fractured it on impact

either with the dashboard or the steering wheel.

Hmm. We'll see when we get her back to the morgue.

Not bad, Dr. Cooper.

So you were in the passenger's seat of the SUV?

On our way to Cosmic-Fest, and...

that car came outta nowhere.

Ryan started yelling,

and then he slammed on the brakes, and bang!

I can't believe Ryan's dead!

Hey, take it easy, you're still in shock.

And you said it was swerving all over the road, yeah?

Do you think the driver was drunk?

He had to be.

The passenger was waving her hands all over the place.

Waving her hands how?

One time, I had a bumblebee in my car.

In your-in your car?

I nearly lost control trying to swat that darn thing.

Okay, did you actually see a bee?

No, sorry.

The car was swerving.

The car was swerving. Got it.

So far it appears to be vehicular manslaughter

due to intoxication.

All right, I'll let you know when the tox screen comes in.

Okay.

I need a paramedic over here!

She's alive! Hurry! - What?

What do you mean?

- What happened? Where's Grace? - Hey, it's okay, Honey.

We're gonna get you some help, okay?

She's got a really weak pulse. - The paramedic swore

she didn't have a pulse when they checked earlier.

Okay. Hey, Hon? What's your name?

I'm Lily.

I thought she was dead.

What happened? Paramedics!

Our bodies are on their way to the morgue.

Let's go.

Are you sure it's my daughter?

The police found Grace's purse in the car.

And the license photo matched.

How could this have happened?

Well, the only thing we know right now