Peter and Olivia wait, anxiously, for the special satellites to come online and then some agent reports a squall about eighty miles offshore east of Boston and another reports three microquakes: Albany, New York; Waterville, Vermont; and Worcester, Massachusetts. "It's started. The universes are colliding," says Nina. George is getting upset! Peter looks around the situation room for Olivia, but she's suddenly vanished.
He finds her alone in a quiet office, fretting about what Bell has in store for now, which means it's time for some extra-strength Peter sensitivity. He pulls up a chair and tells her that it's gonna be OK, but she says that for the first time she doesn't think it is.
She says she remembers being in the lab in Jacksonville when Walter and William were doing the Cortexiphan trials. "I remember how it smelled, how I felt, how scared I was, how all alone I was," she says and now it's years later and nothing has changed; she's still that little girl and William Bell is still doing experiments on her and she's still being used.
Peter tells her that something has changed: "This time, you're not alone." Olivia half-smiles, looking like she wants to -- but doesn't quite -- believe that it makes a difference and then goes in for a hug anyway.
Back on the tramp steamer, Walter is looking at a pistol and bullets that William Bell has displayed under glass in his office when Bell calls him over to look out the window. Or "porthole," FINE, whatever it is. He's reluctant, so Bell appeals to his pure scientific curiosity: "You've never seen anything like this. It's marvelous." Walter looks outside. We don't see yet, but he asks, "How?" and Bell says it's Olivia and that Walter was right; she's truly a remarkable girl. We pull back from the boat and see clouds that are, I suppose, encircling the ship, lightning crackling underneath. I guess that means the shuffleboard tournament with the porcupine bats will have to be moved below decks.