Now that Walter and Olivia are united in their respective Peter-glimpsing insanities, they can work together! Walter has set up all kinds of video cameras to try to capture (for posterity) the apparition, and he's calmed down now that he knows he doesn't have to lobotomize himself. But Olivia's feeling a little more stress, because she wakes up with some sort of energy coalescence in her bedroom.
Walter, eager to prove that he's much too valuable to be recommitted to St. Claire's (which is Dr. Sumner's recommendation), ventures outside the lab as he and Olivia track down a former Cortexiphan experimental victim, I mean SUBJECT, who had some kind of astral projection ability. Cameron no longer has that, but involuntarily affects electromagnetic fields, meaning he can't even go on a date with a woman lest he pull the fillings from her teeth. But seeing as how Dr. Freak (aka Walter) is not the intimidating presence he used to be, Cameron agrees to use that power to destroy the visiting energy bugging Olivia. But when it comes again, it manifests itself into a humanoid form that looks like Peter -- to Olivia, that would be the man in her dream -- so she calls off the energy assassination. Also, she got the sense that it didn't mean her any harm.
So the energy coalescence goes away, right into Reiden Lake, where an actual, physical Peter surfaces. He knows about Fringe, and Olivia and Walter and everybody, but Fringe has no IDEA who this guy Peter is. But now he's back, he's at the hospital, so hopefully Olivia can figure out that this stubbly stranger is Walter's son and the man of her dreams.
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It's early morning at Olivia's place -- 5:58 a.m., to be exact. No, wait, 5:59. Forgot about the movies/television rule that states any shot of a clock has to have the clock tick up by one minute. Olivia sleeps, and morning light starts to creep across her face, shining in through the curtains, which rustle despite there not being any wind. Olivia's keys slide off her nightstand, followed by a couple more objects, and a bluish-white cloud of energy takes shape at the foot of her bed, hovering over her.
Her clock goes from 5:59 to 6:00, setting off the alarm clock, and she stirs, and is understandably startled to see this thing in front of her. She throws off her blanket and goes for her gun (Wait! Maybe it brings you peace and love!), but then the thing is gone, and Olivia's left with nothing but a bunch of metallic objects on the floor. (Thank god she keeps her more, um, intimate items in the drawer).
And then, strangely enough, her clock goes from 5:59 to 6:00 again, and the alarm goes off. Olivia looks around her bedroom, but there's nothing but the Bieber posters on the wall.
Over at the lab, Walter's mood is much improved from last week, and he seems to have suffered no untoward effects form having rammed a spike into his face. He and Astrid are working on some project that seems to consist of throwing a peanut into the air and photographing it from a bunch of different angles, via the many cameras set up in a ring.
Olivia strolls in, with Walter delighted that she's visiting (and momentarily confused when she reminds him that she works there) and tells her the setup they have going on is to capture the "apparition" that's been haunting them: "I believe the apparition may be out of phase with our reality. And for that reason, he is not visible from all directions. Instead he's visible only from one specific angle, which is why I can see him and no one else can. So: multiple camera taking pictures from multiple angles. He got the idea from watching The Matrix, we learn. That, and dirty bong water.
Anyway! Olivia tells them about her morning visitor, and about the droning noise, and about the metal objects in a pile on her floor, and the fact that it touched her. She takes off her jacket and hands it to Walter so she can roll up her sleeve and show them the ugly burn on her forearm. She wonders if she's causing this, like when she was a child and set fire to that room. Walter suggests they get a DNA scraping, so they can figure out exactly what form of energy is doing this. He strides over to a desk and puts Olivia's jacket on a chair, and a letter in her pocket catches his eye, especially the St. Claire's logo on the return address.