Scully stumbles back to the reception desk and tells the nurses that she was supposed to get autopsy results. The nurses buzz around and finally get the right result, apologizing for the mix-up. Scully turns to go, then comes back and asks if the "D. Waterston" is "a Dr. Daniel Waterston." And it is! How convenient. Or, you know, fate or something. Whatever. Turns out he was admitted to the "coronary care unit" that morning and is now in room 306. Scully blinks thoughtfully.

Scully hits the coronary care unit and finds room 306, where a woman about her age is talking to a doctor. "Everything appears to be as it should, under the circumstances, so I wouldn't worry," the doctor says. The woman -- who looks sort of like Jorja Fox from C.S.I., but isn't -- nods. Scully ducks behind a wall until the doctor and NotJorja leave. Looking pale, Scully trudges in to see the patient.