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There's nothing we can do.

We can't warp away.
We can't stop the signal.

It's annihilation.

There is one thing we can do.

We have to destroy
the Pro to star.

We can't destroy our ship!

It's the only surefire way

to stop the long-range
subspace signal.

No!

We can't destroy our ship

'cause if our Pro to-Core blows,

everything in a 50 million
miles radius goes with it.

Not even Murf can survive
a supernova warp breach.

Jankom's correct.

Destabilizing the Pro to-Core
would create

a veritable supernova so large,

only a Pro to-Warp could
get us that far away.

- Hmm.
- And even then...

Unless we destabilize it at
the exact moment we Pro to-Jump.

The destructive energy released
would be spread

- across space-time.
- Hmm.

I know we just got
our translators working,

but could someone
explain that to me?

Rok-Tahk's correct.

Estimating the Pro to-Core's
remaining power,

an explosion of that magnitude
could wipe out

this entire star system.

But elongate that damage
across dozens of light years

in a short frame and...

The destruction here is minimal.

No one else gets hurt.

No one else? Slow down!

Pog isn't sure
he likes this plan.

We can make a shuttle craft

with the Vehicle Replicator
and eject before detonation.

Except the Pro to star's
auto-controls are fried.

Someone will have
to stay back to detonate it.

I am the captain of this ship.

No, Dal.

Admiral Jane way
is true to her word.

She'll help you get
into Star fleet,

but she can't help me.

Or you let the hologram do it.

When you were trapped
in the Holodeck,

you did grant me
your command codes.

But you're not
just a hologram to us.

You've got memories,
a personality...

You're our friend.

And that's why you'll
make a copy of my program

on an isolinear chip
and bring me with you,

that way I can be
in two places at once.

How soon until we can jump?

It'd take any engineer
at least a day,

but...

Jankom ain't any engineer.

- All right, let's get moving.
- Get impulse online.

If our math's fuzzy,

it'd be nice to have
a little breathing room.

What are they doing?

Saving us all.

Jankom, how we doing
on that razzle-dazzle?

She's primed
and ready to jump...

Jump and explode, that is.

Jankom's not just an engineer,

he's a miracle worker.

- Great.
- We've got one shot at this.

With so little time,

we left out all comfort
for basic life support.

We have stabilizers,
but the engines are crude.

Its navigation is archaic.

- We have Jane way for that.
- Right.

Seats... oh, what about the seats?

- We leave in five.
- Maybe seat belts.

- Forget belts.
- We'll just go

with the hold-onto-your-butt
grab handles.

Uploading holo-program.

Insufficient capacity.

- How's it coming?
- Did you copy your program?

Is everything okay?

- Watch out.
- Now you'll have two of me.

It's time to go.

Thank you, security officer.

I'll take it from here.

Computer, place all controls
under my authority

and maintain this course.

Affirmative.

All this time,

all the love we put into it and
we're just gonna blow it up.

I-it just doesn't feel right.

Think of it as

letting a young star become
what it's meant to be.

We'll see you on the other side.

Of course you will, Captain.

I just want you all to know

what an honor it was
to serve alongside you.

Pro to-Core is online.

On my mark. Ready?

Go fast.

We're no longer locked out.

Any sign of the USS Pro to star?

No, Admiral.

I've tracked
their warp signature,

but read no signs of life.

- Send a search party.
- But, Admiral,

the distance they crossed...

It would take months
to scan that many star systems.

That crew just saved Star fleet.

If they're out there,
I want to know.

You got this far.

Wherever you are,
don't give up now.

We did it.

Ooh, Jane way would want
to see this.

- Huh?
- Why is Jane way tiny?

That's not her hologram.

I bet right now
Jankom is wondering

why I'm not a hologram

and just a prerecorded message.

Uh...

What does she mean,
"prerecorded"?

I imagine you have questions.

I'm sorry, but I lied to you.

What? I'm so confused.

What's going on?

Where is Jane way?

There was no way
for me to leave.

Over the course of my time
with you, I've grown.

Literally... my program
has become too large,

too rich, and complex
for some tiny, little chip.

It just wasn't possible
to remove me

from the computers in time.

She stayed on the ship, Rok.

- No.
- Jane way.

No.

And knowing how stubborn
you all are,

especially you, Jankom,

I did what I had to,

so that you could
fulfill your potential.

I'm truly proud to have seen
how far you've all come.

My only regret is not
being there when you arrive

at the steps
of Star fleet Academy.

But... but we don't
have navigation!

You may think
you need me to get there,

but after seeing everything
you've accomplished,

I have full confidence
you'll find your way.

Because together,
your potential is infinite.

Now, go boldly.

Jane way.

Always telling us what to do.

Even to the end.

While the ship's crew
is still missing,

we did find this.

When the Pro to star
destabilized their core,

while simultaneously
engaging warp,

it not only lessened
the degree of decimation

so as to save others,
but at the point of impact,

it created
an inter spatial rift.

Excuse me. A rift?

More specifically, a wormhole.

From this, one of our stations

picked up a signal
from the Pro to star.

The Pro to star is gone.

Ah, the one stolen by the
criminals on Tars Lamora, yes.

You mean the heroes
that saved our hides

when we nearly
destroyed ourselves.

In their absence
and in my presence,

they get our respect.

We mean no disrespect, Admiral.

Because of their sacrifice,

we picked up this.

Mayday. Mayday.

- I've already heard this.
- Not this message.

It's day 72
since the Vau N'Akat...

Captured the Pro to star.

They're planning
to launch it back

through the wormhole
with a weapon aboard.

This was sent from another time,

52 years from now.

Half my crew's gone,
but I'm trying to hang on.

How? How is that possible?

The hologram adviser's
last act was to duplicate

the parameters logged
in the original wormhole

Captain Chakotay was lost in.

Thusly, creating
an inter spatial flecture

to approximately the same
space-time coordinates

in an alternate future.

He's alive,

and she pointed us
in the right direction.

There are discussions
of sending an exploratory ship.

I want to be on it.

I-I'm sorry for interrupting.

What is it?

Admiral, it's them.

Stealing a Federation ship,

impersonating officers,

even illicitly inhabiting the
mind of an esteemed admiral.

All in an effort to warn us.

The list of offenses would
take me all afternoon to read,

yet you want us
to consider letting them

apply to Star fleet Academy.

Including this augment.

The Academy is not
a space camp for children.

This is a serious
disciplined institution

designed for only our brightest.

What about the written
and oral tests,

psych evaluations?

This is unprecedented,
even reckless.

Good intentions

do not make up
for Federation crimes.

Good intentions?

I know my prior statements
about my experience

with the accused were
unusual to say the least,

but one year ago,
not one of them had ever heard

of the United Federation
of Planets.

Yet through fate, engineered
by their own ingenuity,

they set their compass
to Star fleet

and without their intervention,
I cannot say with certainty

if all of us would be
sitting here right now.

Go get 'em, Jane way.

The Pro to star,
named after the early stage

in the formation of a star,
powered by it,

we designed a ship that could
explore the far reaches

of our understanding
in hope of finding others

who share our ideals,

so that we may create
a stronger alliance.

Stack up those tests,
the psych evaluations,

interviews,
they don't hold a candle

to what this crew
has been through.

And concerning the augment,

whose name
you've conveniently forgotten,

his name Dal R'El.

Is he genetically engineered?

Yes.

Was he enhanced in every way?

Look at him.

Of course not.

But his heart is bigger
than any in this room,

I should know.

The Federation is made up
of over 150 member species.

Dal's DNA includes 26 of those,

so I ask you,

is there a better
living embodiment

of what our alliance represents?

They've dropped all charges.

We did it, Murf!

What about Star fleet Academy?

After carefully considering
all sides to the argument,

they felt strongly that
fast-tracking non-Federation

citizens into the Academy
wasn't fair to the other

more qualified entrants
currently awaiting their turn,

but I was able to convince them
to permit five of you

to be taken under my wing
as warrant officers in training

under my personal command
of a ship of my choosing.

So we haven't been accepted

into the Academy,

but we are part of Star fleet?

You're gonna be our captain?

- In a way.
- Welcome aboard.

- Yes!
- Yes! Oh, yeah.

- Five?
- But there are six of us.

Who didn't get in?

- It's okay, guys.
- Oh, Dal.

What's important is

you get to carry on
this adventure.

Dal, you got in.

What? Me?

I don't understand.

I won't be joining you.

- What?
- I don't understand.

First contact with Sol um
hasn't happened yet,

but it will with someone,
someday.

Knowing what will happen
to my people,

I have to go.

My father made mistakes,
but he was right.

I need to save the Vau N'Akat
in my own way.

Star fleet has offered aid to
return Gwyn to her home planet.

Maybe hearing
about the greater universe

from one of their own will
open them to a brighter future.

Gwyndala, the Unifier.

I like the sound of that.

Jankom Pog's gonna miss you.

Yeah, we all are.

I'll miss you guys too.

I have the unique privilege

to have grown up
with Star fleet.

But there are parts

of our universe
still unexplored.

Those uninitiated
who have never been

under the protection
of an alliance

or pursued dreams
beyond their scope.

Today, the crew
of the Pro to star

has been given a chance.

A chance to discover
who they are...

You seem rather adept with Murf.

Have you ever considered
becoming a xenobiologist?

- Xenobiologist?
- What's that?

It's the study
of new life-forms.

A chance to prove
what they're capable of...

Aha!

A chance
to improve themselves...

It's perfect.

And finally, a chance
of finding their place

in an endless universe.

Remember when you called me
a chump for ever thinking

I would get off that rock?

Now, look at us.

To think, the two of us
would be in cat boots.

You mean cahoots.

How far away is Sol um?

I recognized these
particular star clusters

from the ones visible
in the Sol um holo-program.

I know where
my home world is now.

He's still out there, isn't he?

- Your father.
- Crazy, huh?

Time travel.

I don't want you to leave.

I know.

Promise me,
we'll see each other again.

We got this far, didn't we?

There she goes!

I hope you find
what you're looking for, Gwyn.

Whoa.

- Guys. Guys, guys!
- Huh?

Whoa!

This is crazy.

Brilliant!

- Is that what I think it is?
- No way!

Your previous ship
was a prototype,

but Starfleet's now approved
a new Pro to star class.

Magnificent.

So...

are we, uh...

Is that our ship?

Oh, I have
a much bigger plan for us.

Well, are you coming or not?

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