Thank you for not killing Jonathan, Carol. I don't like deaths (unless it was Lana's

) but between Pop Pop and Jonathan, it was preferable Pop Pop.

I hope he wants to repeat the experience from now on.
The vision of Lois in front of the fireplace at the cabin came back to me.
I hadn't mentioned it to her. I hadn't told her – or asked her – about the remote possibility about us... together... that night...
If Christopher could be my son.
If it was even remotely possible, Christopher couldn’t get anywhere near that stuff.
Finally the idea is sinking in.

I think deep down he knew all along that they made love at the cabin, but until now he was pushing it aside because of his obsession with Lana. He didn't want to think rationally about it and its implications. It was easier to dismiss it as a dream. Maybe after two years his brain is starting to work and it may lead him to find the truth.
Whether Lana would be willing to take on a divorced guy with a son or not was still up for grabs.
What did it mean that I'd been able to live without Lana?
He's back to would-Lana-take-me-back-after-five-years? Gah!!! I hope at least he knows the answer for last question.
Andreia