Out in the woods, Renata is galumphing along rather unlike a girl who's scared of ghosts. At least Gus is holding his mom's hand. Renata points ahead "way up there" to where they saw the ghost, and the little group motors along, but Skeet falls back a little as he swings his flashlight back and forth. He steps in a puddle, then stares in consternation at the blood on his shoe.
Back in the Civil War, it looks like Henry's company has been ambushed. You know, like the rider was warning them about before Henry started carrying on about his wife? Shots are fired, soldiers are killed, and everything's kind of dark and grey. Henry's surprised by an enemy soldier, who lifts his rifle and fires -- but Henry's not hit. Back in the present day, a crimson flower blooms on Skeet's shirt, and he falls over with a gunshot wound, Jane rushing to his side (no doubt worrying about how she's going to settle her kids down now).
On the battlefield, Skeet wakes up (still dying from his gunshot wound, though) as the skirmish carries on around him. Henry drops to his knees beside him and wonders if Skeet is an angel. I don't know what kind of religion Henry ascribes to, but it kind of sucks if your angels can get shot to death. I suppose the reason Henry thinks Skeet is an angel is Skeet's strange clothing, but the basic form of pants and shirts haven't changed since they were invented. Clearly not one to pass up an opportunity, Henry decides to ask the dying angel if he brings word of his wife and kid, but Skeet can't make it out because he hears it much slower than Henry says it. And it's lucky for Henry that Skeet can't really seem to move or talk, since if I were Skeet, I suppose I'd be a little pissed. Instead, Skeet fixates on a button on Henry's tunic as Henry repeats, "Are you an angel?" When Henry puts his hand on Skeet's chest, Skeet screams --
-- and we fade into Skeet bandaged up and sitting on a hospital bed while Keel tells him he was shot with a 140-year-old bullet. Skeet's all, dude, I know! I even saw the guy! Check out my clothes! Keel picks up Skeet's shirt, which now has a bloody handprint over the bullet hole. Skeet struggles to his feet to tell Keel that the man needs something, but he couldn't make it out. Ah, so it's a rather conventional "ghost needs something so his soul can rest" story, is it? Keel tells him that if Skeet's to figure it out, he better hurry up. Why's that? asks Skeet. "Haven't you noticed? The weather's cooling down," says Keel. So either way, the ghost goes away, no? Guess I don't see the urgency here.
As Skeet is signing himself out of the hospital, Jane rushes over to ask if Skeet's okay and to apologize for making him go out there. "Is there really a man in the woods?" she asks. Skeet's all, just one? It's a total party out there. He tells her it's a time slip. Jane seems more fascinated than scared. "And this is something that you guys know about?" she says. "A little," says Keel. "Only a little?" says Jane. Heh. Keep in mind, Skeet's only been doing this for a couple of months, Jane. "I need to know the truth. I need to explain this to my kids," she says. Skeet asks what she's told them so far, and she admits that she lied. Skeet just gives her this look like, "Oh, reaaaaaallllly."