Phillip never had a problem working with 141. In fact, he enjoyed their company. However, after the betrayal, he knew he couldn't seek them out anymore. But when Sheppard was compromised, Phillip had no other choice. Joining forces with 141 for one last mission seemed like the only option, until they reached that train tunnel filled with gas.

The excruciating pain in his gums and the sensation of his blood boiling made Phillip realize the truth - he had turned into a vampire. The agony was unbearable, forcing him to rely on painkillers and sleep to cope. Adjusting to his new life as a vampire was a challenge, especially getting used to the sunlight. But Phillip wasn't alone in this predicament.

"It's late," Phillip remarked as he entered the break room, the darkness outside confirming the time. While it made sense for others to be awake during the night, it was unusual for you. Pouring himself a cup of coffee, Phillip leaned against the counter. "Why are you up?" he asked, his Southern drawl adding a touch of warmth to his words.