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Most men see me as an extension of the body part they're interested in.

But not the guy next to me at the bar.

He was seeing the real me.

Kind of like you do.

He could have been you.

Handsome, smart.

Eyes you can get lost in.

That's crazy. I was flirting with him, but I was thinking about you.

Cool story.

Definitely made up, but cool.

Role play only works if we both commit.

Sorry.

The longer we do this, the more I can tell when you're, you know, in

Well, you do have nice eyes.

So grumpy.

You're in a mood tonight.

How can I help?

I don't know.

Tell me something real about yourself.

Never mind.

I know you need boundaries.

I grew up in a rabbit farm in New Mexico.

I know it sounds fake, but I swear... No, I believe you.

That was real.

So do you harvest the rabbits in the fall, or... Is that abnormally hot

You seem feverish and sweaty.

I think you need to see a doctor.

Smooth.

Why don't you just examine me right now?

I'm actually serious.

I can get you an appointment at UL.

I know that you live in Pittsburgh.

I can't help it. You picked up some of the lingo. Yesterday you said gun band.

Anywhere else you would have said rubber band.

Portia, I'm not trying to meet you.

I'm actually worried, maybe.

I'll DM you all the details.

You won't need to see me.

Deal?

It's him for all. Who is she?

Who is who?

This woman you're seeing.

Marcia.

Lauren and I have a bet.

My ex and my twin are making wages about my love life.

Because you give us nothing to go on?

Does she work here?

I say yes.

Lauren says no.

I met her playing pickleball.

How does Lauren know I play pickleball? I told her.

My take is the average pickleball player is over 50. Lauren's take is yes, and?

You guys talking about the girls you're seeing?

My money's on it being a fight club situation.

You said you and Lauren have a bet.

We are among the people in the wager. I never said that the data set was

complete.

Am I right?

To your imaginary doppelganger?

Y 'all really love talking about other people's date and laughs.

So sorry.

Should we talk about your engagement instead?

537.

That is the number of unanswered petitions from patients seeking

the Holmes Clinic.

Dr. Watson commends you all. Tell him he's welcome.

Dr. Watson also requests your assistance in whittling that number down

to a more manageable size.

What's a more manageable size?

That you lot will be vital partners as we launch Project Zero.

Not, as we might say back in Shoreditch, that is the number of unanswered

requests that will remain tonight when the sun sets over the Allegheny.

The sun set over our... Do not lose yourselves over questions.

Piggies, lose yourselves in casework.

That's not a nine -year -old.

That's a full -grown man.

The application says he's nine years old.

My bet is it's precocious puberty. Refer him to a pediatric endocrinologist, and

we're done here.

What if he has an overactive pituitary gland? Still a job for an endo.

We've got 411 more cases to get through.

Are you going to weigh in, or are you texting your subconscious?

I do not have an imaginary doppelganger.

At least I'm crediting you with an explanation.

Sasha's betting the whole thing's made up.

I did not say that.

Not exactly.

You like analog machinery?

Of course.

Helps me think.

Is there something I can help you with, Dr. Crofton?

A woman presents as feeble and diaphoretic, but she's unsure of the

She mentions vaping and drinking a red liquid.

Is this someone who wants to come to our clinic?

Someone I know.

She wants to see a doctor.

You're a doctor.

Dr. Croft.

I don't have that immediate access to this person. Well, if I had to guess, I

would say that the red liquid is cranberry juice, and she's probably

herself for UTI.

I thought of that, but cranberry juice doesn't cure a urinary tract infection.

It barely even prevents it. Very true, but the Internet doesn't know that.

So whatever act that you have to this woman, I would say get her to a doctor

right away.

And uncheck UTI, can go septic.

Daytime date.

I like it.

I'm not trying to be annoying, but I'm concerned.

The ED attending says you didn't show. Get all the medicine I need from here.

Portia, please stop.

I wish this was a kink. You look much sicker today.

Why do you even care so much?

I'm sorry I didn't come in.

It may surprise you to learn that this kink doesn't come with benefits.

Besides, maybe seeing a client in person isn't... I told you, you don't have to

see me.

Message received, babe.

Concern noted.

You're here now.

That is not why I logged on.

Hey. Hey.

Stay with me. What's your address there? I'm sending an ambulance. Oh, take it

slow.

That's what I'm doing. Stay with me, Portia. I'm with you.

So, what am I looking at here? I mean, I think I can put it together, but what

exactly am I looking at? So, here's the thing.

In a manner of speaking, I, a man, a man like all others, there are conditions

and processes and time.

Do we need to reboot you and put you back online?

I have a cam girl.

I don't know her real name, I don't know where she lives, but that is her right

now, and she needs help.

Go ahead.

Go ahead with what?

Mock me.

Say that you're not surprised and that you are surprised, but whatever it's

going to be, do it quickly.

Stevens, you're lonely.

What? And that is nothing to be ashamed about.

We all are. I mean, every single person who works at this clinic, pretty much

everyone you know, goes hand in hand with being a sensitive and intelligent

human. That is not what I was expecting.

Oh, would you be more comfortable if I made fun of you?

Listen, if you don't have a sex dungeon in your basement, you're beating the

game as far as I'm concerned.

Everyone needs to connect, Stevens.

This is fine.

We'll locate this woman and we'll help her.

Thank you.

We? I mean, there is a team here, yes?

I was hoping that you'd, um... I don't know, just do some Sherlock Holmes

look at the screen and tell me where she is.

Oh... No.

Let's get this over with.

What are we looking at? We're looking at Stevens' friend.

We don't know her name. We don't know her address. She might be septic. A

friend, but you don't know her name or address?

Anyone have their money on Stevens and a cam girl?

Feeling judgmental, Dr. Darian?

Stevens is embarrassed.

Obviously, he's embarrassed.

And he brought this patient to us anyway.

Now, if he can do that, I'm sure you can all tamp down on your urge to giggle.

We should be grateful to Stevens because here is an opportunity.

You are all excellent doctors. But as detectives, you're pretty much newborn

fawns. Here's a problem worthy of Sherlock Holmes.

Find this woman based on what we see on the screen or she dies.

What do you know about her?

She calls herself Portia.

She grew up in New Mexico. She's telling the truth.

But now she lives in Pittsburgh.

What do we do?

What would he do?

Divide the problem into discrete tasks. That's how Holmes always started.

Look at the curtain that she pulled down.

Everything in front of it is Portia, her persona that she presents to her

clients. Everything behind it belongs to the woman who created Portia. Two

different layers of clues. One based in artifice. The other in reality.

What do we see?

The vibrator in that stand is interesting.

The brand is Sham Atim.

You can see the logo from here? I recognize the shape.

We're being vulnerable, right?

Oh, are you all prudes?

Oh.

It has a European plug. They don't sell enough to make a North American version.

Well, track down the brand and see where they shipped here in Pittsburgh.

Other than your condo.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I like orgasm. Will?

Table that. Thank you. What else do we see here?

Anything's on the back wall. They're all prints.

Ophelia by Millais. King Lear and Storm.

Oberon to Tanya.

Everything's based on Shakespeare.

That's where the name Portia comes from, not the car, the character.

The one on the bottom right's an original, though. You can tell by the

paint builds up.

We can do a reverse image search.

That looks like Lawrenceville.

I think it's called Second Story View. It's for sale on an e -store run by

someone named Portia.

This is a view from her apartment.

She lives on Butler Street.

Sasha and Ingrid, you're on sex toy detail.

Adam and Stevens, come with me.

It sounds like Sasha's got it covered, but... Okay.

Cross, we're going to find that apartment.

She and Steven has a cam girl who might be dying on live feed in the conference

room. Watch it. Tell us if you see any change.

Anything else, God?

Okay,

then. I guess I'm on hold.

So you have to get the vibrator and the adapter to keep it charged.

Seems complicated.

You're smart.

I'm sure you can manage.

Hey, if you want one for your birthday...

Just say so. I do not want you to get me a sex toy from my birthday.

Wait. How do you know my birthday's coming up?

Because you've been dropping little clues.

Also, I asked you to multiple everybody's birthday from their

Please flush that information down a memory hole.

I'm not big on birthdays.

Hmm.

Are you a true birthday upstander, or are you just testing us?

I've never met someone who doesn't actually care about their birthday.

There are those that say they don't care, but really, they're just being

-aggressive.

Okay.

They sent two orders to Pittsburgh this past year.

Given the extreme nature of the situation, they'll email me. I

French. Evidemment.

One of the addresses might just be mine, but the other, when it comes in, we can

head over there.

But in the meantime, Ingrid, I'm coming for you.

I've cracked every abstainer I've come across, and I'm going to crack you, too.

As a neurologist, I don't say this lightly.

You're having a stroke.

Oh.

For the record,

I understand.

Please don't.

Don't offer my understanding.

It's out there. Just let it be out there.

I'm seeing is a kangaroo.

Tell Lauren, tell mom, tell our sixth grade history teacher. Post your

extravagant understanding on social media for all the world to see.

I'm not going to do that.

Still, though, you're not really seeing her. It's transactional.

I get that. I'm not that far gone. Who says you're gone at all?

How's it work? Is it like a genuine connection?

Can we please not do this in front of the detective?

He's not saying anything.

That's exactly my point. It's just...

Watching?

It is a bit unsettling. Could you stop, please?

Stop sitting here quietly.

Stop sitting like that.

Congratulations, Cross.

Your suffering has ended.

That looks like the bakery from Portia's painting.

Nothing.

I had better luck in the bookstore.

The young woman behind the counter, she was quite smitten with Portia, even if

she didn't know her actual name.

Her best guess was that Portia either lives in this building or that one. And

based on her input in this painting,

I think Portia lives right there.

Smells incense, not weed.

Beyond that, I got nothing to say.

This won't take long. We believe this woman is in danger.

We heard she lives here.

Annie hasn't been here for months. Annie?

Does she have a last name?

We're doctors from UHOP. We believe that Annie might have a severe bloodstream

infection. We need to find her.

Why do you think that?

One of my colleagues was online with her when she collapsed.

Which one's the client?

Can you just please tell us what you know?

Annie Wilson.

She left here about three months ago, changed her name.

Couldn't tell you where to find her.

Why did she change her name?

No clue, bro.

You have to ask her.

Tell me exactly what you observed, Shamo. She's grown and guff.

Like someone coming out the wrong end of a nasty fight.

Tell me about her skin.

She's got these marks all over. They just come on.

Purplish. It's like she's covered in ugly life.

Levator reticularis.

I'll call you back.

Her sepsis has regressed to septic shock.

Every hour she goes without help decreases her chance of survival by 9%.

want to save Portia, we need to find her in the next four hours.

No sure what I'm looking for exactly.

Anything that might tell us where she is.

All right. Hang on.

Oh, oh, hang on. She got a lovely little colgate.

Call it to the camera. See if you can read the text.

Don't know the animal's name, love.

Yes. Portia likes Shakespeare.

Start there.

Hamlet. Wait, here I go.

Malvolio. Stick with it. Sasha, any luck tracking down the vibrator? We're on

our way to the address now.

Let us know what you find.

We did some digging into Annie Wilson.

Can we just call her Portia?

Portia filed a restraining order against her ex, who we just met. She's living

under a new name. So she's not Portia. She's not Annie. She's some other name

now? We already tried the lawyer who filed the restraining order. She won't

us. I do know one lawyer who might be able to weigh in here. No. No, you do

Lauren, my girlfriend.

Your girlfriend.

Steven Zach.

That's complicated.

Agreed. Complicated, but necessary.

Shin -Wil.

Just keep at it.

Which house is hers?

There it is, 3368 10th Avenue.

We won't be able to get a name or an address without a warrant.

There's Lyme.

You go.

I'm going to sit this one out.

It's kind of weirder if you just sit here in the car.

And would you mind giving us a second, please?

I stayed with Sherlock Holmes for maybe about a year in total. I do not need a

lesson on how to be obstective right now, thank you.

He had one woman in his life. It was a con artist named Irene.

She popped in and out.

Besides her, he had a standing appointment with a companion who he

as Mrs. Hudson.

She pretended to be the landlady whenever she came by, but the walls are

thin on Baker Street.

Why are you telling me this? You have a brain that keeps the world at a

distance.

It's a hard way to live.

It's even harder when you punish yourself for it.

I'm supposed to tell my ex -fiancée currently dating my twin brother that

only woman in my life is a can girl. That is objectively embarrassing.

Of course, Annie.

You treated her with respect, right? Of course.

Then give the people in your life some credit.

They're not as hard on you as you are on yourself.

What is it with you today?

You're being nice.

You're a good person, Stevens.

You did something hard today.

Wow. Okay.

What's wrong?

Who says something's wrong?

You're coming to find me during the work day, and you're here at all.

Nice to see you, by the way. Long time.

You two look like you're on the same team.

It's really bad, huh?

I'm seeing a woman. You're back out there. That's great.

Seeing a term of art, yeah.

She's a cam girl.

I pay her for her company, and I'm not ashamed.

Duly noted.

She's sick, Ron.

We have her on a live feed. She's really sick.

Her former name was Annie Wilson, but she took out a restraining order against

her ex and changed her name.

If we can find the name that she's living under now, we can find her.

We can help her.

Jane Milius filed the restraining order.

We called her office. Yeah, Jane's tough.

She's not going to give up client details to a cold call.

I know her a little. She's not the easiest to work with, but she does care

her clients.

Give her a call.

Voucher for you guys.

Try and get your name. Thank you.

Yeah, thank you.

Hey, Steven.

It's good to see you.

I've done Midsummer Night's Dream. Done all the comedies.

Done all the tragedies.

Shakespeare wrote history plays, too.

Raoul?

McDonwald?

Macbeth. I ain't history.

No.

I'll get me laptop.

You gonna jump in here?

I don't like Shakespeare.

You don't have to like him to guess the dog's name.

Is there anything you do for your birthday?

Just making conversation.

Gertrude!

Ophelia! You're not making conversation, you're making plans.

Yet, there's one thing I do to celebrate my birthday every year. It's the same

thing, and it is private.

Do you do it with family?

I can barely remember my mother. My father left when I was 16. No one has

planned a birthday party for me, and that suits me just fine.

What is that face?

I just want to remind you I know that you're wearing a fake ass engagement

The ring's real. The diamond is real. The engagement is fake. You go birthday

nutsing on me, I will expose you. I don't believe you.

Any luck with the lawyer?

She's still making calls. Hopefully we'll know more soon.

Shinwald's been through a few hundred names.

Of course, we're just assuming that the dog's named after a character from a

Shakespeare play.

The history's gone.

You got your various Henrys, your Edwards.

Brutus!

Wait, how did you do that? Let's see the address, Brutus. Come here, boy. Come

on, Brutus.

Come here, Brutus.

Brutus. Huh?

Brutus. Brutus. Come on, buddy.

Hey, Brutus. Come here, boy.

Brutus. Come on. Come on. Come on, Brutus. Get all that mail.

I can't read the print.

Magnification doesn't help, so I can't read the labels. But look at that

envelope. Catherine Petruchio.

Why would she sign that over and over again?

Oh. Of course, she's got a brand new name.

There is one Catherine Petruchio listed for the area cuff.

One and only one.

Annie.

Annie, can you hear us? I can hear breaths down. All three of you.

Portia is not improving fast enough on the vancomycin or ceftrioxone. Those are

our best antibiotics for treating the more common causes of sepsis.

Portia's lack of response indicates that she has a more rare type of infection.

How is she?

We have to work fast.

Stevens? I keep telling you I barely even know her. Why does everyone expect

to be the expert?

I was going to ask your opinion as an infectious disease specialist.

Oh.

Initially, I figured it must be an ignored UTI or maybe pneumonia gone

Portia's symptoms leave us with a lot of options.

She could have cat scratch fever.

Do you know if she's traveled recently?

Which brings us all back to the fact that you basically know nothing about

Stevens, did she ever tell you anything real?

No.

Wait a minute.

Last time we talked, Portia said that she grew up in a rabbit farm in New

Mexico. Rabbit farm in New Mexico?

No offense, Stevens, that doesn't sound real.

I mean, do they even grow rabbits in New Mexico? Could be a lie, could be a

partial truth, but we have a location, New Mexico. We also have Portia's given

name, Annie Wilson.

We can work with that.

Sasha and Stevens, we're headed back to Portia's apartment.

We didn't get the time to catalog everything there.

What are we doing?

Find the Wilsons in New Mexico.

See if any of them are Portia's family. We'll feed you everything we learn. You

can back us up with research.

Wow, sounds exciting.

That's not your only job.

You're also taking care of Brutus.

I don't get it.

People give it food, it can go to the bathroom more or less wherever it wants.

Are you saying that you don't understand, or are you saying that

bit jealous?

I'm saying the owner pet thing seems a little one -sided to me, that's all.

Love?

You feed him, you clean up after him, and in return, you get love.

How do you measure that exactly?

You can't.

Adam is annoying, as always, but he's also not wrong.

Mensa liquids are good for the microbiome.

She's well -read, but that is not especially helpful.

Is it weird?

Of course it presents a certain curated image to you.

We're seeing the real person here. There must be some kind of disconnect.

Not as weird as you might think.

Everyone has bills.

Everyone has damage.

When you give yourself to someone in whatever context you are...

Choosing to forget all about that for a little while, to focus on whatever

little part of us isn't connected to worry or doubt or fear.

Portia and I did that.

Even with keyboards and screens in the way, we still did that.

I have no illusions about the nature of our relationship, but I wouldn't call it

weird. I didn't mean the whole thing was weird. I just meant having it out

there.

I'm not the one to judge.

I don't give myself to my boyfriend much these days, and he sure as hell ain't

giving himself to me, so... Boyfriend?

Zach's your fiancé now.

Of course. Just getting used to calling him that. Every residence in this place

has a storage unit in the garage, and I have hit the mother load.

Annie Wilson was a hilltopper. What's a hilltopper? A hilltopper is the official

mascot of Los Alamos High School.

Annie Wilson, Los Alamos High School, class of 2014.

She was in the Shakespeare Club, Academic Decathlon.

Sounds like her family values education.

Did Los Alamos National Lab employ some of the smartest people in the country?

We've made inquiries.

Three Wilsons that we can find in management positions around that time.

One died. I've got calls out to the other two. There are 12 other Wilsons

fit the rough demographic.

We've reached out. A few aren't a match, but we can hear back from the others.

Feels passive.

Like we're back on our heels. We are back on our heels.

Stevens put himself out there.

He found this woman. We can't just run the clock out. There has to be something

that we can do. There's always something we can do.

Portia's condition is bad and it's getting worse.

She needs someone by her side.

I barely know her.

You're who she's got.

Quality of mercy is not strange.

of the gentle rain from heaven upon the place beneath.

It is twice blessed.

Blessed him that gives and that takes. The merchant of Venice.

You know all that by heart?

Yes, I do.

And the play, Portia says it, so I figure it must mean something to her.

Whoever she really is.

This all feels a little bit, um, useless.

She collapsed.

She's dying.

We didn't change any of that.

We failed.

I know.

Unfortunately, I know that feeling.

You don't believe me?

Failed in ways most people can never even imagine.

Lost my wife, for one.

Lost my best friend, Sherlock Holmes.

He always asked me why I never talk about him.

All of you.

It's because I failed him.

And the last day that he was alive, I failed Sherlock.

We spent five months looking for James Moriarty.

We traced him to Reichenbach Falls.

Thought we had him cornered.

But Holmes was walking into a trap.

He left me behind. He woke up early, headed up to the falls to meet his fate.

It wasn't your fault he left without you.

And of course it's not your fault either.

You two led completely separate lives.

Guilt lands where it lands. It's not an accident.

If you feel that you could have done more, then listen to that.

So I should feel bad?

You should take every opportunity to learn.

Even the ones that hurt.

My name is Steven Scroft. I'm a doctor in Pittsburgh.

I am so sorry to say that your daughter is critically ill.

I'm sorry, ma 'am. I'll tell you everything. But first, has she come to

you lately?

Thank you, ma 'am. Can I call you right back?

That was her mother.

Portia told me the truth. She's from a farm in New Mexico.

The raps are real.

They do grow rabbits in New Mexico.

She told you something true. She likes you, Steve. Stop.

I cornered her and she told me one detail about her life. If she didn't

you, she wouldn't even done that.

Portia only said it because she just got back from New Mexico.

Her mother said that she had spent two weeks there, got back to Pittsburgh five

days ago.

Did her mother mention whether Portia got bitten by a rabbit while she was

visiting? She did. What difference would it make anyway?

Antibiotics didn't really help. Because it's not just past your losses.

Or staph or strep. The rabbit that bit her was carrying Yersinia pestis. The

black plague. There's a handful of cases in the United States every year.

The majority occur in Arizona and New Mexico.

But if you're right, she should be dead.

Plague is almost 100 % fatal when it's septicemic.

Yeah, unless there's a genetic variant of the thymine gene that's associated

with survival in sepsis.

And based on what we're seeing, I bet Portia has it.

The rabbit bite put the plague into her bloodstream, so she has no bubos.

And that's why we missed it.

So, a mutation kept her alive?

Yeah, this long.

The rest is up to us.

Dr. Croft, would you like the honor of administering her treatment?

I have eugenomycin. If we're not too late, she'll make a full recovery.

Good man.

Stephen's hot now?

I mean, he's always had a certain quality.

No one asked you, vain boy.

What is that?

Burnt almond torte from Pranol?

It's the best cake I ever had.

You don't want to think so. I didn't do a thing, but it is your birthday, and

someone knows that.

In the ending, you wrote, how did this go?

Do I start crying? Do I give you a little smile?

Ending? You write endings. That's what you do.

That's how you live.

It's just a cake.

Nope.

Sending a story.

You persist.

And I thank you for it.

And then we're friends.

It's how you control your world and everything in it.

Is that a bad thing?

Being friends? I told you I celebrate my birthday privately.

You decided you were going to fix that.

Even if I didn't want that.

You like how you look next to your boyfriend, so you decided the two of you

going to get married even if he doesn't want to.

You want to fix my life, and we should all assume yours is perfect.

I'm sorry.

I've got to hit up to five because I've got some patients to round on.

Hey.

Hey. It's a nice cake.

I like the cake.

I like you.

But you're not the author of the universe.

Just in it.

Same as everybody else.

How did I get here?

You came in an ambulance.

The doctors I work with, we found you and brought you here.

We're up at the Pichu in New Mexico.

You're infected with a bacteria called Yersinia pestis.

We're treating it.

You're going to be all right.

And if you didn't find me?

And people you work with.

You told them about how we know each other?

Yeah, I do.

Thank you.

I guess it's a good thing I told you about the rabbits.

It's a very good thing you told me about the rabbits.

I kind of wanted to tell you more.

I honestly did.

But you know how it is.

I do.

to say to you?

You already said thank you.

That doesn't seem like enough.

I'd be dead if it wasn't for you.

Do we just keep camming?

Do we have coffee?

I don't know.

Where did this leave us?

It leaves us right here.

You gave me something that I needed.

I'm grateful for that. Truly, I am.

But I'm not sure I need it anymore.

I've never even seen you in person before, but you do look... different.

I'll check up on you.

Okay?

Thank you, Portia.

Thank you, Annie.

Thank you, Catherine.

Sorry. I only know your username.

New medicine for you, girl.

prescribed to yours truly for the treatment of one John Watson.

Thank you.

I won't say that enough.

I believe you say it roughly eight times daily.

There's saying it, and then there's saying it.

You're loyal to me, Shinwa. I appreciate that.

Not sure I deserve it, but I appreciate it.

Stopped it from happening so well.

Sherlock didn't have to die.

He shouldn't have died.

Did Sherlock Holmes strike you as an impressionable man?

Weak in his convictions?

He did not.

Mr. Holmes might have needed you to get to Reichenbach Falls, but the final

dance with Moriarty, come on.

I was always destined to be a one -on -one affair.

I loved the man.

Dearly.

And I am sorry to interrupt your brooding, but it was vanity that killed

Sherlock Holmes.

Not you, John.

Still in awe.

I appreciate you.

How are you?

Honey thing, no.

I ought to go.

We stick together long enough.

I am sure that I will disappoint you yet.

Well, you know what?

I wouldn't take that bet.

You found that again?

I gotta get me a safe or something.

It's okay, Zach. You don't have to hide it.

I want you to take it back.

I don't want it anymore.

Sasha, come on.

Thank you for everything. I really mean that.

I need to have your stuff out here in two weeks.

Hey, it's good.

Can't lie.

You doing whatever you do?

I am.

Want company?

I'm not trying to force myself on you.

Okay, I am, but it's not because I wrote it's an ending. It's... I could just

use some company.

Did you hang up?

I'm here.

Tomorrow.

Okay?

All yours.

Tonight's for me.

I... I'm not the author of the universe.

I'll see you in the morning.

Good night, Dr. Lubbock.