Helstrom

- Dad, let her go! - Stop it!

- Stop it! - Get off her!

Get away from her! Let her go!

No!

Ana, get out of here. Run!

Let go of her. You're hurting her.

- I said, run. - Mommy!

You'll always be my son.

So bizarre.

All right. Let's get him down to the morgue for autopsy.

Of course, Doctor.

And someone find Dr. Hastings.

Will do.

Let me take care of that for you.

How about I throw myself through the glass?

What happens to your precious Mother then?

Get away from her!

- Take my car. Go. - What about you?

- Gabby, we don't have time. - He won't stay down long.

Get her out of here!

Go!

We can't let them follow Gabby.

I don't know if he's unconscious

or if it's gone dormant.

We should tie him up.

Where's the vessel?

Her name is Gabriella.

And you won't catch her.

Henry, be careful.

Sorry 'bout that, Finn.

You don't seem like yourself these days.

You...

- You don't deserve to hold that. - Henry!

Louise.

Forget them.

Louise.

Louise.

We need to stop the bleeding.

I'll go find something.

Don't worry. I got you.

I'm here.

Louise. Louise!

What happened?

They came after Gabriella.

Louise and your mother helped her get away, and then,

Louise...

- Are you okay? - Yeah.

How's your brother?

He's still a hostage in his own body.

Level one trauma.

Look, I'm gonna ride over with them.

I'll meet you at the hospital.

Never seen him like that before.

It's bad, Ana. Really bad.

I need the other half of Dad's knife.

Does 'Taker have it?

Yeah. Why?

To get that thing out of Daimon.

Otherwise, all of this is for nothing.

Excuse me.

Mrs. Helstrom.

- The hospital's been trying to reach you. - Where's Daimon?

Where's my son?

Look, we're not sure exactly what happened yet,

but when we found him, he was unresponsive.

I'm sorry.

What did you do with him?

He's downstairs in the morgue.

No.

For thine is the kingdom and the power

and the glory, forever.

Amen.

Sister Gabriella?

I'm so glad you came.

I'm here to help with whatever problem that

you might.

I need you to call someone for me.

You're a lucky son of a bitch.

Where is the child?

We don't have her... yet.

But don't worry, we'll find.

You should never have left me behind.

Mother wanted you to get rid of any threats before her birth.

You were supposed to protect her.

The idiot I'm occupying is a member of the Blood.

Which means he has information and friends that he can reach out to.

We'll find her.

If I wasn't seeing it, I wouldn't believe it.

Doesn't look like you have much time, Sister.

It's my fault for putting you with that man.

We need to find him.

He'll know what to do.

Daimon's not coming to save you. He did this to you.

- That's not what happened. - Don't make excuses for him.

He's his father's son.

And the sooner you accept that, the sooner you can move on.

The reason I asked for you is because... I need answers.

Is there a way to stop this evil from coming into the world,

and can I survive it?

Not a chance in hell.

He's still alive.

He beat him within an inch of his life.

Took his car, took his clothes.

That wasn't Daimon. He wouldn't...

It's that thing inside of him.

If I could get 'Taker out of the ICU, then he could help me track him down,

but he's messed up about Hastings.

He's not gonna leave until she's out of surgery.

She could die, Ana.

- You don't know Louise. She's tougher than that.

How did you know Daimon wasn't dead?

He's special.

We both are.

That's how Dad used to phrase it anyways.

When did he tell you that?

That day, in the basement

before he tried to set me on fire.

He said it would hurt but that I would be okay.

That I was stronger than all the other kids.

"Special,"

like him.

He was going to show me.

But then you and Daimon came down the stairs.

The worst moment of my life.

Worse than having a psychotic demon trapped inside your head for 20 years?

Not even close.

How did you ever get away from him?

I didn't.

He caught me,

then he buried me alive.

He...

He did what?

He said he needed me to understand real fear.

Real suffering.

He said that I could survive it.

And I did.

That's how I realized that...

I was "special."

Hate to interrupt, but, um,

I have something caught in my throat.

It's an eyeball.

I have an eyeball stuck in my throat.

I have heard some batshit things in my time,

but that's pretty batshit.

If Daimon can exorcise people, why not this baby?

Your boyfriend's gone.

We're better off here, doing this the old fashioned way.

What are you implying?

When opportunity knocks, I like to answer.

Not that many ways in and out of here, all guarded by my people.

You let them in here, it's suicide.

These things are still wearing human bodies.

Which means they still bleed.

That cannot happen here.

Let's say you do manage to stop them... then what?

Then you have that baby.

It won't be aware or powerful enough to stop us,

yet.

So we can keep it contained.

A coma.

That's your plan.

As hard as we try, we can't just kill evil, Sister.

It's always there.

In some form or another, in us.

You can't just kill good either.

That's in us, too.

You know what they can kill? You.

The second that demon's born.

- I never wanted this. - None of us did.

The question is

what're you gonna do about it?

Louise is still in surgery.

The internal bleeding is really bad.

It's liver and lungs...

Sorry.

Um,

I know this timing really sucks, but we need you.

Yeah. I'm sorry, I forgot.

Let me see those marks.

It's like I'm back in the tunnels,

they're pulling at me.

Please tell me all I need is some demon Neosporin

and I'm good to go.

I'm afraid not.

You're a Keeper now, Yen.

No.

No. No. No.

No, I'm not looking for a new job. I like my old one.

The tailored suits,

the Bordeauxs,

the duck confit.

- Chris... - No!

You... call the home office.

Tell them I quit.

Chris Yen is no one's "Keeper."

This could be a good thing.

For your brother.

Daimon?

He's dead.

I'm all there is.