All his life Gregory Byrce knew he was different. In elementary school he was sent away to a catholic school, much like Incarnate Lord.

He had seen himself in Jake. After he had done a little more digging. His father had been abusive to him, just as his own father had despised him. The difference was that Bryce had grown up in a deeply religious family.

How can he reconcile with himself, knowing his own religion despised him? Would the exorcism even work? One thing he knew, he needed to help those kids, especially Devon. In having the young man, read Leviticus, he was really despising himself, punishing the boy for his own sins. After this was over, he would make it right, then forge his own path.

He didn't have to say it to Sister Katherine. They had an understanding. She was like a true sister to him. Not just in the bond they shared with the Lord, as HIS children.

Now he was about to put to the test. If it worked. What were the rules for supernatural possessed dolls? He owed it to try.

After merging the part of Chucky's soul out of Nica, into the doll, Father Bryce starts the exorcism. The doll raises into the air, so does Bryce. As Chucky begins to taunt him, he screams back at the doll,

"GO TO HELL!"

"You first, Father."

The doll explodes into a hundred pieces.

Dr. Mixture yells, "NOOO"

Father Bryce slams into the ground, where he had been hovering. The doctor once again makes her escape. Sister Katherine goes over to Father Bryce to help him up. He brushes her off. He tries to go after her. The sister stops him.

"No, let her go."

"What happened?" Nica asked, "Did it work?"

"Are you, alright, Father?"

"I'm fine." He looks up and his eyes catch Devon's. "Yeah, I'm alright."

"You know, we had a deal, Farther Bryce." Doctor Mixter came around the car as he approached.

"You know... things have changed." He says in his gruff voice, and reaches down into his robe, pulling out a gun, he shoots the old lady in the head, dead center between the eyes. He walks to around to the driver's side, of the car and gets in.

"Bitch." Throws the gun in the glove box and closes it. "I should have done that a long time ago."

He looks back behind him. There's another Good Guy doll in the back seat

As he drives down the road he starts to laugh manically.