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Previously on Brilliant Minds. Shoot your shots, Dr. Pierce.

Somebody else will.

I didn't realize you two were a total heat score.

So she's how you know what the kids are saying.

Dr. Porter's speech was about me. I'm the doctor who treated his mother. He

blames me for ruining his life and he came here to return the favor.

What is this?

An address.

It's where your father is.

I knew we'd meet sooner or later.

Who are you? Sophia.

I live in the unit upstairs.

She was struggling with insomnia, so I brought her in for a sleep study off the

books. Wait, she was in the sleep study room during the gas leak, and she's

okay? Hudson Oaks is giving a resort vibe. Yeah, well, that's how they lure

in. Well, see, what are you doing here?

I'm here to save you. Can you send over any data that was collected during a

sleep study today?

Where's Sophia?

Ladies want to keep the night going?

Yeah, where's the after party?

Your dorm room? Come on, I can give you something to write home about.

In a twin bed?

You wish.

I'm here to do some business.

This is Oliver.

Leave a message.

Hey, it's me again.

I wanted to see how you were holding up after a talk. I also had some questions

about Sophia.

Call me back or we can connect at work.

Mom, I said I would help you load my cello. Do these biceps look like they

help? Oh, my God. Can you just remember? Pick up your cello bow from the repair

shop on my list.

Hey, you are prepared.

The recital's going to be amazing.

Wolf's still coming, right? He's the reason I lobbied for Bach. Of course.

He wouldn't miss it.

Good.

I'm glad you're coming with a friend because I think Dad is bringing Rebecca.

Oh. Well, good man.

You think Erica's buried under there?

I guess she does have a beautiful flaw. Well, I can't worry about laundry when

you're saving lives.

You know, my lease is about to end.

My landlord wants to double my rent.

You can't do that.

There are laws against that.

Not sure.

Maybe instead of taking him to court, I was thinking we could move in together.

Wow.

Huge step.

Yes.

Yes? Yes. Yes.

And I promise I will go Marie Kondo on Erica's ass if I need to.

You think I want to live with you and Erica?

Generally, couples don't have a roommate. Yeah, right, totally. I know

I would just feel so bad asking Erica to move out after... What happened to

Erica's apartment was awful.

But that was over six months ago. You're not her keeper.

And I'm sure she's sick of sleeping on a sofa bed.

And just imagine after this entire place to ourselves, the things that we'll get

into or out of.

Thank you.

Hey, excuse me, Dr.

Guy. You on the clock?

Yeah. Great.

My girlfriend has been waiting since 4 a .m. I can't go to my temp job in these.

Damn night shift always leaving me a surprise.

All right, you ladies, have a big night? Only two drinks. Oh, bless the shot.

No, fireball doesn't count.

It doesn't affect me.

Seems like something affected your shoulder. It looks dislocated. Do you

tell me what happened? I had a panic attack.

I have been for the past few months.

This time it was bad.

My heart started racing, and then next thing I knew I was down on the street. I

don't know what happened.

You have no medical history. You've never seen a doctor for anxiety?

Well, who has the time?

Hey, cutie with the curls.

Well,

go let them know if you're single.

Sheila, shut up.

But are you?

Yeah, but I don't bat for your team.

I know, I know.

Your outfits are fire, though. Thank you, baby.

All right.

Wow, how did you do that? Oh, years of slumming in the E .D.

Let's just make sure that this joint is stable. All right.

Stop.

It feels like my heart is going to be out of my chest. Any drugs? I'm the guy

you tell. No, no, never.

The rate is too fast to be real.

It's got to be monitor artifact.

Stick around for a while. I'd like to run a few tests. Have one of my

from Neuro have a look at you.

In the meantime, the bacon, egg, and cheese across the street always cures my

hangovers.

Wolf didn't show up to work today.

Well, it's not the first time he's gone AWOL.

Maybe he smuggled a patient out to Coney Island to remind them how much they

love Ferris wheels. This is serious, Josh. I haven't heard from him all

Now he misses a day on call?

I have a bad feeling.

Okay, slow down. We've both had concerns about Wolf, but he's been on his A

-game recently.

That's his M .O., Josh. He throws himself into work when his personal life

chaos.

God, I should have seen this coming.

I've been bracing myself for a breakdown ever since his dad came back. I just

wish he hadn't lost you in the process.

Come on, I was a blip. You were not a blip.

But if it makes you feel any better, I think Dr. Porter did even more damage.

Wait, were they?

Oh, God, no.

Charlie's mom died of cancer when he was a kid. It turns out Wolf was her

doctor.

And there's something else.

Right after the carbon monoxide leak, Wolf was inconsolable.

Apparently, there was a patient named Sophia.

He left her in the sleep study room. He said she was a friend of his dad's. What

do you mean he left her? Was she okay?

Yes, but how can someone inhale carbon monoxide for hours in an enclosed room

and still be okay?

It didn't make sense to me.

So I watched all the footage from a sleep study, and all I saw was Wolf in

room, alone, and then an empty bed.

I don't think Sophia exists.

You think that Wolf...

Hallucinated a patient?

When we were younger, Wolf would experiment with hallucinogens, and he

imagine entire conversations with his dad. But Josh, this felt different.

I gotta go see him.

I'm gonna go to his house.

I'll come with you. No, no, he wouldn't want you to see him like this.

Look, I can handle him.

I've put him back together before, and I can do it again.

Good news.

Everything seems normal.

We're going to run a few more tests, but your neuro exam looks promising so far.

So it was just a panic attack?

Possibly, but panic attacks don't always come out of nowhere. Was there

something that could have triggered one?

Um, nothing comes to mind.

I thought I was done with these attacks.

I've made changes. Well, the body's memory of panic can last far longer than

you'd expect.

Rafael is going to perform an echocardiogram to make sure nothing's

with your heart.

We'll touch base after that.

Okay.

Okay, any thoughts?

She described symptoms, but nothing objective.

It's all normal.

I think she's been through something, and not just in the fall. She seems

overwhelmed. Yeah, well, the ED can have that effect on people. Her tox screens

confirm that she's negative for any drugs, so let's observe her down here

discharge her if there aren't any spreads.

I have one surprise.

I check the missing person bulletin board on the daily because I care and

because I really want to be on a true crime documentary.

But your girl Denise is on the NYPD's missing persons list.

Are you with Postmates?

I swear I canceled my order within the allotted time. No, I'm not with

Postmates. I'm sorry.

Who are you?

Brad.

Who are you?

I'm Carol Beards. I'm a friend of Wolf's. Is he here?

I wish. I thought we were friends, too, until he disappeared.

Disappeared? Yeah. The guy straight up ghosted me.

Just vanished.

Yeah, Oliver hasn't been home in three days.

Brad, is it?

Yeah.

How did you and Wolf meet?

At a bar.

The main's on Christopher Street.

Wolf's never been a fan of bars or clubs.

They overwhelm him.

Because the whole face -blind thing. I thought he was messing with me.

A gay guy who can't remember faces.

Sounds like a lot of my hookups.

But trust me, Oliver enjoyed himself that night.

I was complaining about my Airbnb, so he said I could crash it for a while. A

wolf also doesn't do one -night stands.

Well, maybe you don't know him as well as you think.

Did he mention someone named Sophia?

Yeah. Yeah, that's who took him to the mains. So you met her?

No. He said they came together, but she left early.

So you have no clue where he's been sleeping the past few days?

Sorry. I wish I could help.

Work. I need to go.

And you do, too.

Here.

Here is my number.

If you hear from him, call me.

Denise, one of the nurses found something unexpected that we wanted to

you about.

You're on the NYPD missing persons list.

Did you know that?

No, but, yeah, I guess you could say I went absent without leave.

As your doctors, we are not obligated to report your whereabouts to anyone, but

we do want to ask, are you all right?

If you're in danger, we can help you. You can relax.

I wasn't, like, chained to a basement or anything.

That's what you're thinking.

But I do appreciate your discretion.

Do you want to talk about why you went missing?

Or the people you don't want to find you? If I wanted a therapy session, I'd

on some Mel Robbins.

You want to help me? Figure out what's going on with my body.

If you can't, then just let me get the hell out of here.

Okay, so she definitely wasn't kidnapped.

She's too young to be having a midlife crisis. Maybe the mob is after her.

Or the Lone Sharks. Or a bad boyfriend.

Yeah, a wolf would be all over this. Where is he, anyway?

I'm not sure. I paged him. Must be running late. Well, I guess there's a

time for everything.

Oh, look at you, running elevators like it's no big thing.

Not bad, right?

Therapy has really helped. I wish I'd started five years earlier, but growth.

Speaking of, I have something to ask you on the home front.

I know, I know. I have been a complete flop lately, which is why I have hired a

cleaning service.

And don't argue with me. I'm paying for it.

You good, Pierce?

Make a house call now?

Don't tell me Wolf is dropping off on you. I'm not in the mood for your quips

about Wolf.

Oh, okay. Honestly, I envy the guy. He gets to monopolize all your time.

Why do you do that?

Do what? Flirt with me.

Is it for sport? You have a girlfriend.

I had a fling.

It's long over. You didn't answer my question.

Denise, I need you to calm down. I think you're having another panic attack. I

can't stand this.

I'm going to have to give her something.

Okay,

whatever that was, it's a hell of a lot more serious than a panic attack.

And then she came out of it just like that. She's a bit nauseous right now.

Otherwise, Denise is back to normal.

But if that's what she's calling a panic attack, then she's misdiagnosed

herself. And she still won't open up to us about why she's missing, so this

could still be psych. Maybe being back here is triggering some traumatic

like the ballerina with the ICU PTSD.

Psych is a diagnosis of exclusion.

What other tests do we have pending? Thyroid function.

Etho was normal. With that hypertension, it could be renal artery stenosis. I'll

order an ultrasound.

I'll page text to prioritize it. Her head CT was normal, but we'll get an

I'm just worried that we're missing something.

Give her time. As Wolf says, she'll declare herself one way or the other.

He's gone one morning and I'm already quoting the man. Where is Dr. Wolf? He's

usually here before us.

Down for the count with the flu.

None of you have heard from him?

Does Wolf always let you break into his office?

Desperate times, desperate measures.

I didn't find anything in his place except for some guy named Brad.

I'm sorry, Brad?

Who's Brad?

A chiseled brunette Wolf picked up at a bar. Tell me, is it customary to let a

one -night stand stay at your place for days while you're MIA? It's not like

we'll have to let anyone stay at this place till morning.

How chiseled... Never mind, doesn't matter.

Should we call the police? I already checked with my contacts. Off the

nothing. Maybe we should try Muriel. He could be with her.

The one person he's not with is his mother. Besides, she's back in Turks and

Caicos, and I wouldn't want to worry her.

Okay, um...

Let's look for any mention of the name Sophia, any kind of proof that she is a

real patient of his.

I'm just going to call him.

Nichols, don't you think I've been trying to do that all day?

Maybe he'll pick up for me. Because you're that special.

We have no way of reaching him.

Oh, hey.

Hey, are you coming over tonight?

I'm making lasagna, and I need to know if I should use cashew cheese. I'm

working on double.

Regular mozzarella it is.

I don't mean to overstep, but we both know how anxiety -inducing some

conversations can be for her.

But Dana and I were talking about officially moving in together.

Wow.

I'm so happy for both of you. Congratulations.

Thanks. We're excited, too.

This just came up this morning, and, like, obviously, there's no rush for you

find a place where you're welcome to crash on the couch for as long as you

Oh.

No.

That's very nice of you, but I don't want to overstay my welcome.

I've been the third wheel in the apartment lately.

Don't worry. I totally get it.

Oh, I got to go.

No, I don't know.

What's going on?

She was fine when she came from the ED.

A little nauseous. We gave her some meds and then... Hey, Denise, tell me how

you're feeling.

How are you?

What's going on? You need to get her heart rate and pressure down. Let's get

milligrams IV labetalol.

Looks like she declared herself.

She's going to stroke out if we don't get that pressure down on it.

Pressure's going up. Let's give her another 20 and get her on drip.

We are figuring it out. The Monday Wolf is in here. You have a little faith,

Kenny. Dr. Dang, what do you see?

It all spikes at once. It's like we gave her epinephrine, but we didn't. It's

coming from her body. And I prefer metaclopramide for nausea. It's a field

crisis. Okay, it all hangs together.

In the meds, we're getting to kill her.

You're going to be okay. We've got it.

Can I help you, fellas?

Yeah, we're looking for one of your patients.

Denise Rivera.

The hospital cannot give out information. If a patient wants

be in contact.

I want to go home.

Dad, we can't leave until we find Denise.

Denise?

Your daughter. Our sister. She's been missing, remember?

I take it your father's dealing with dementia.

Yeah, for a while now.

I think I'll be used to it, but it never really gets easier.

Yeah, listen, you've got to help us.

All right, Denise is my sister.

That's our brother Joey and our dad's auntie. Sorry, I still can't... Listen,

she look old.

Okay, and said Denise was here.

I know you've got to do your job, but... We haven't seen or heard from our

sister in a month.

Okay, well, we're sick about it.

Because of Dr. Dank's suspicion, we've sent off several very specific tests.

I've never seen a positive result until today. You have what's called a

pheochromocytoma, a rare non -cancerous tumor that releases adrenaline into the

body. So when I have those episodes, I'm not just, like, freaking out.

They probably feel like an anxiety attack, but they're not. They're caused

tumor. If I may, it's as if this tumor is flooding your body with cocaine.

It's why your chest pounds and your headaches and why you feel like you

breathe. And certain things can activate this tumor, like the meds you receive

for nausea or stress or exercise or even touch.

Touch?

You've got to be kidding.

Well, can you take the tumor out?

Videos can be difficult to find. We'll need imaging to find yours. But the good

news is that now we know what meds to give you and what not to give you.

The best thing that you can do is try to stay calm.

Cutie with the girl.

Denise, my love, your dad and brothers are here in the waiting room.

Jesus.

Sheila must have told them I was here.

Does my dad seem okay?

He does.

I get the impression they've been really worried about you.

Denise, you don't have to do anything you're not ready for.

Tell him that I'm fine and tell him to leave.

I can't do this.

As I understand, the people you've been running from are your family members?

Denise, if your safety is at risk... Oh, it's not like that.

My dad has advanced dementia.

For the last few years since my mom died, I've been his full -time

By full -time, I mean every day, all day.

I get him out of bed in the morning, get him cleaned up.

I drive him everywhere.

He can't leave the house without me.

And that's the easy stuff.

My dad was my everything, my absolute hero.

He used to carry me on his shoulder, and now I carry him to the bath.

It breaks my heart.

And you were doing all of this on your own?

I guess it's only daughter syndrome.

My brothers are pretty much useless.

I brought Joey back from the edge after his divorce.

I do Dom's taxes for him.

I'm basically everyone's mother.

They just assumed I wanted the job.

If there were another you, another life, what would you be doing?

My mom owned a salon.

I used to think I'd be a stylist like her.

But then I barely even had time to brush my own hair.

Well, was there a specific event that led you to leave?

The episodes?

The ones I thought were panic attacks?

They started a few months ago.

It was like my body telling me that staying in the house would kill me.

So I came to the city, crashed with my friend Sheila, and we went out.

It was the most fun I'd had in years.

One night turned into two, then three, then a week.

I was still having attacks, but not as often as I thought I'd made the right

decision for myself.

But I felt so guilty about it.

Last night, I found my brother Dom outside of a nightclub, and it just felt

easier to run away than to face what I'd done.

You need to get that.

Apologies. I have a patient I'm worried about.

Did you know that 48 million people in this country are going through what

you're going through right now?

We are in a caretaking crisis.

But you do have options.

Have you ever considered assisted living for your dad?

Yes. But I can't imagine having that conversation with him.

It would break his heart.

And mine, too.

I told myself it's something I would never do.

They often say that dementia is harder on the family members than it is on the

person suffering from the disease.

But giving yourself a break, Denise, it can help you become a better daughter

and caretaker for your dad.

And sometimes you got to have those hard conversations, even if you're scared

about the outcome.

Well, this is not what we expected.

Typically, these types of adrenaline -producing tumors develop near the

But we found yours in your spine.

Well, that sounds terrifying.

Which is why it's a good thing we have an expert neurosurgeon here who can

remove it. We'll need to work delicately to make sure that we don't do damage to

the spinal cord itself and also to keep the tumor from spilling adrenaline into

your bloodstream. I expect you will make it through safely.

But in a surgery like this one, there are no guarantees.

So... I could die.

Well, avoiding the surgery would be much more dangerous. We've already seen what

this tumor can do.

I knew something awful was going on in my body.

I could feel it.

Is my family still here?

Hey.

Do you want to check out an apartment with me tonight?

It's walking distance to the hospital.

But you love to run to work. I have to find a new route now that you and Katie

are moving in together.

Wait.

Did Katie tell you that?

She shouldn't have said anything. I wanted to talk to you first.

Well, I'm sure she just wanted to help.

Either way, I think it's great.

Isn't it great?

Well, that's what you're supposed to want to do when you're dating someone,

right? I don't think that matters. What do you want?

I want...

To keep my life the way it is.

I love my job. I love living with my best friend. And I love dating Katie.

But I'm not ready to live with her.

I don't know if I can tell her that.

Do you want me to tell her?

Katie and I have gotten great at communicating. Do you two want to move

together?

Okay, if I can tell someone that they have a tumor on their spine that might

kill them, I can tell my girlfriend that I'm not ready to play house.

Hey, uh, you got a sec?

Yeah, about to head back out. What's going on?

I have to tell you something.

I'm not ready to move in together.

Oh. Okay, is this you breaking up with me? No, of course not.

I don't want us to move in together just because it's convenient.

And I don't want to kick Erica out.

I'm sorry I told Erica. I just know that you avoid difficult conversations. No,

I take my time thinking about difficult conversations.

But I should have been honest with you this morning.

Is there something else you're holding in?

Well, I'm not exactly over the fact that you didn't pick me to kickball.

Dana, oh my God, that was like a million years ago. I know, but it was

embarrassing.

And that moment still pops into my head every so often.

I felt so rejected.

Sometimes you make these passive -aggressive remarks about my being a

follower, about my anxiety, and sometimes I just wondered.

Do you even like me?

Dana, I love you.

You do?

Yeah.

And I have my hangups, too.

Like, sometimes I feel like if it was in between me and Erica, you would choose

her every time.

And I don't want to feel like a third wheel in my whole relationship.

Ugh, this makes me feel like the jealous girlfriend trope.

I don't...

Need to choose between you two.

She's my sister.

And you're my girlfriend.

You're my McDreamy.

I much prefer McSteamy. Okay.

I help you. Yeah, I have several missed calls from here on Oliver Wolf's phone.

I don't appreciate you hanging up on me when I ring back.

Name doesn't ring a bell.

Don't play with me.

I just need to know why you called him. Hey, look.

Wolf is a friend of the Hudson Riders and a longtime customer, which comes

a level of discretion.

No, you look.

I am a psychiatrist. I don't need you explaining to me what discretion is.

Okay? I'm also Wolf's closest friend.

Well, I'll be damned.

Rosie!

Hey, stand up straight and show some respect.

Dr. Pierce here is family.

How you been?

Oh, you know.

I love Wyatt, but nothing with that man is easy.

No, more than ever. I'm going to take you walking in here today as my assigned

booking appointment.

Well, my office is always open.

Well, if you're looking for Wolf, he stopped in last night. Oh, thank God.

He was actually funny, though.

Looking to sell his bike. Sell his bike?

Yeah, that's what I said, but he was adamant he didn't need it anymore.

We were already calling him because we found a buyer willing to pay for last.

Okay, please, do not sell his bike under any circumstance.

You hear that, Billy?

Wolf's bike ain't for sale anymore.

We'll call you if he drops back in. Okay. Thank you, Rosie.

I know in the past, some of you have covered for

Wolf.

But if that is what is happening today, I am begging you to stop.

I lied earlier.

Wolf isn't out sick.

I've been trying to get in touch with him for days. He's not home.

He's not answering his phone. And apparently he tried to sell his

I've been through a lot with him.

But these are some serious red flags.

If you hear from him or have any idea where he might be, you have to

tell me.

We haven't heard from him.

Promise? He'll be the first person I tell if I hear anything.

He isn't exactly talking to me.

Or me.

Please let us know when you find him.

Will do, Dr. Porter.

The surgery wasn't easy, but you did well.

We were able to remove the tumor completely.

No more panic attacks?

That's right.

New lease on life.

Thank you, Dr. Nichols.

Of course.

You will need several weeks to recover.

I'll let you have some time with your family to sort that out.

Thank you for taking good care of Denise.

We had no idea she was so sick.

That's what happens when you only care about yourself.

You're right.

Joey and I haven't been there for you.

So we've been thinking, we know you need more help with that.

And it's hard with my job and Joey's DJ gigs.

But we're going to give you your weekends back. I'll take Saturdays.

Sundays. See? We're united and it feels so good.

Let's give Denise a minute here, yeah?

That's okay.

I can do this.

I love you, Dad.

But I gotta be honest.

I need help.

I can't take care of you on my own.

Especially right now, while I'm recovering from surgery.

Two days off is something, but it's not enough.

I want us to consider an assisted living facility.

What are you talking about? We've provided Denise with some great

insurance should help with the cost.

It's around -the -clock professional care.

For what it's worth, I had to make the same decision for my mom.

Ironic, right? A nurse who couldn't take care of his own mom. But I couldn't

give her the help she needed.

It was really hard, but she's happy.

And she's cute. He's a boyfriend.

I think it could be good for us, you know?

For all of our relationship.

But also for Dad.

He deserves better care than I'm able to give him.

And I want to go back to being your daughter.

Sunday dinner?

I'd never miss it.

Morris, hi.

Yeah, I need a favor. Can you please pick up Maya's cello bow from the repair

shop?

Morris, please.

I'm always making concessions, changing custody schedules. I am asking you for

this one thing.

Thank you.

Dr. Pierce?

I know one place Wolf could be that you haven't checked yet.

His dad's apartment.

What are you talking about?

After the holiday gala, I gave Wolf his address.

Okay, and how could you possibly know where Noah lives?

I hired a private eye when I first started working here. I wanted to dig up

dirt on Dr. Wolf. It was petty and childish. I know that now.

I think I wanted him to suffer the way that I did. Wolf had suffered enough in

his life.

Give me the damn address.

Now.

You need help.

I sure hope you get it.

Hello.

Hey,

Dr. Wolf, you feeling better?

Where is it?

Where is it?

What are you looking for?

I can help.

Sophia's file.

I need it.

I'm sorry. Did you take it?

No, I didn't take it. But are you hiding it from me? Where is it? I have it.

The file.

It's in my office.

Come with me.

I'm sorry.

I hear you're looking for Sophia's file.

They took it.

Who took it? Hudson Oaks.

They don't want any record of her because they're keeping her there. She's

trapped.

I want to help you, Wolf.

I know you're having a hard time.

I was looking for you all day, actually.

I've been thinking about how when you've had trouble in the past,

and we tackle it together, just us.

Now I'm wondering if... Carol, please, I don't have time.

I have to find Sophia. They took her. I need to go to Hudson Oaks to save her.

Will you help me?

You want to go to Hudson Oaks to save Sophia?

I need to.

Okay.

I'll help you.

Just don't tell my mom.

Because you know how she worries.

And I don't think she'd understand.

Yeah.

I won't say a thing.

That's for the best.

Everything's going to be okay.

You'll be safe here, and I'll see you soon, okay?

As soon as I get Sophia out of here.

You ready?

Wait a minute.

Hey, Morris.

Thanks for picking up her bow.

I'm on my way there now.

Please save me a seat. All right, thanks.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Are you busy?

This will get you to the station a couple of miles from here.

I'll follow you, just in case.

I, um, can't thank you enough.

I flirt with you, Carol, because...

How can I not?

Can I ask one more favor?

Excuse me.

We'll be right ahead.