Then Nick Drake's "Place to Be" starts playing and we get the night's montage: Mark adding more pieces to his bulletin board so that it more closely resembles the board he flashed to -- and seeing his flashforward again -- and then Lloyd steeling himself to tell Dylan that his mother is dead. We then get the tender bedside scene, and Dylan takes the news of his mother's death with remarkable equanimity. In fact, Lloyd seems more broken up as he tells Dylan, "It's just you and me, kiddo. But we're going to be okay. I love you." Dylan's sporting an expression that seems to imply Interesting concept, father, and he requests, "I want to see Olivia." Lloyd seems troubled that his son knows who Olivia is.

At the FBI HQ, Demetri's doing the 3 a.m. tour of the office to see who else is suffering at this house. Short answer: Janis, Markham and FBI Boss Dude Courtney B. Vance. Markham admits, "What's going on is, I'm eating crow." And her delicious avian diet was delivered to her by Janis, who excitedly explains, "I managed to pull the I.M.E.I. number off the cell you and Mark recovered from Utah. And, as it turns out, D. Gibbons made a series of six calls, five right before the blackout, to another disposable cell ... but the sixth call was placed 30 seconds into the blackout. I traced it to another cell ... the second call was placed to someone within range of three cellphone towers, allowing me to triangulate a position. Let me ask you this: What kind of a place has multiple towers to handle increased cell traffic?" Demetri realizes, "A baseball stadium." In other words: D. Gibbons was talking to Suspect Zero. FBI Boss Dude Courtney B. Vance sums it up with, "And then there were two."

Some time later, Demetri's stretched out on an office chair in Janis's cube, asking how many postings there are on Mosaic thus far. The answer: 900,000 and counting. "This site's taken on a life of its own. Everyone's got a story," Janis says. Then things get uncomfortably personal. Janis continues, "It's funny: I've never had that ticking-clock feeling. You know, I've never even had the urge to have a baby." Then don't. It's still legal in this country for women to have a say in whether or not to have kids; the decision is still in their hands. Demetri points out that maybe, the sonographer's waiting for Janis to post her experience, so Janis goes ahead and types out her flashforward (teary sonogram, learning it's a girl), then tells Demetri, "Your turn." He reminds her he didn't see anything, and expands, "I met a woman today who didn't have a vision. Five minutes after she told me, she was shot and killed." Well, then you've already outlived that statistical sample, Demetri. Buck up!