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Captain's
log, sz'ardaz'e 58730.6.

The cerritos has rendezvoused
with the Archimedes,

and my old friend, capra/h Sonya Gomez

so that we can ass/st in her first contact
of the lapeer/ans.

The laap system is fairly unassuming.

A gas giant, couple class js,
obviously our new class m,

and an unstable planetoid right here,
just off its ecliptic.

The cerr/tos will be positioned
outside the system.

Isn't that overly cautious
for a planetoid?

Carol, I know Cali-class isn't afraid
of getting their nacelles dirty.

We just don't want multiple ships
approaching at once,

or the lapeerians might mistake
first contact for a first invasion.

- Of course.
- Once formalities are complete,

the cerr/tos can install
subspace transponders

and join us for a celebration
with the locals.

I'll tell sickbay
to brace for hangovers.

One more thing, captain Freeman.

I've heard that congratulations
are in order.

Oh, great. Jennifer.

I'm sure you just love catching me
with contraband,

but can you try not to rat me out
to ransom this time, okay?

Yeah, I don't care.

Oh, please. I know you hate me.

I don't think about you at all.

Yeah, right. I bet you dream about me
every night with your stupid little butt.

Uh-oh.

Enjoy your final mission on the cerr/tos.

New ships are exciting but, trust me,
you'll miss your crew.

You don't think the admiralty
will let me transfer my senior staff?

With California-class,

command likes to keep a real sense
of consistency.

You're gonna have to make
some tearful goodbyes.

Ah, man. This again?

Hey, boimler.
My implant's messing up my vision.

Can you take my shift in cetacean ops
so I can get it fixed?

Sorry, I can't. Captain Freeman day
is only a week away!

My decorations have to be the best.

Isn't that a craft day for toddlers?

Not anymore.

Hey. I was just hiding behind a bush, and
I heard the captain's getting a promotion.

Whoa, really? Good for her!

Bad for us! I don't want
a whole new captain.

We could end up with some weirdo
with a riding crop.

Yeah, but this is huge for your mom.

She gets to dive into the unknown
on a whole new ship!

I never get to dive into unknowns.

Ooh! A promotion means a big party
and a fancy dinner.

I hope it's fajitas.

Ooh, ooh!
Then we get to line up in the hallway,

and we all applaud while the captain
walks off the ship for the last time.

Ooh! That sounds great!

It sounds like betrayal but with clapping.

Ugh, this is totally gonna ruin the timing
for captain Freeman day.

You think ransom might move it up?

It is a vanity holiday to trick kids
into respecting authority.

Plus, she hasn't even told ransom.

And he'd probably be super pissed.

- Thanks, boimler.
- Mariner, no!

Mariner! Uh, that wasn't my idea!

Oh, no. Doctor t'Ana wants
to see me in her office.

- I think she's mad at me.
- For what?

I mean there's just so much
to study on the cerr/tos.

Sometimes it's hard to stay focused
on just sickbay.

Come on. Doctor t's grouchy,
and you're great.

I'm sure you're overthinking it.

Aw, thank you, rutherford.

You're welcome.

Well, I guess I'll head off.

You don't think this alert
will mess with my work, do you?

Hello? Tendi?

She says hi to everyone. She's a waitress.

But it's different. She's so attentive.

Always asking what I'm doing...

Yo! What's up?
Talking about bridge crew stuff?

Tough gig, tough gig.

- Uh, this booth's full, ensign.
- I get it. Yeah, I know.

And you want to maintain
the illusion of command, yeah.

It's not an illusion. I'm your commander.

Sure, I'll take off.

But first, I think I have something
that you guys are going to want to hear.

Yeah, so I was on the station...

We'll see you in the laap system,
captain Freeman.

Looking foward to it, captain Gomez.

Ransom? Take us out.

Oh, is it time to go? Thank you so much
for all that information, captain.

Okay.

Shaxs, any update on those phaser repairs?

No, and if there was an update,
I would tell you.

I wouldn't keep that information
to myself. I'm an open book!

Did someone buy an alien mood-altering
plant on the station or something?

Maybe everyone feels they should know more
about what's going on on the ship.

Like need-to-know stuff
that they don't know, you know?

The cerr/tos is ready for warp, captain.
You know, your ship?

Just warp me already.

Senior staff, in my ready room. Now.

At this point? It's pretty clear.
She's not cut out for medical.

What? No!

What the hell is going on here?

I heard you and Gomez back on the station.

Heard what?

That you're being offered a promotion
to a new ship.

While I can assume
I'll remain at your side,

everyone else here is pretty upset.

- Who said I'm taking you with me?
- You aren't?

So, you are leaving?
Why didn't you tell us?

You're lucky I'm so spiritually centered
or I'd snap.

It's not official.

Why the hell wouldn't you take
your number one?

I agree with you at all times!

I would transfer all of you if I could,

but command doesn't like shuffling crews
off cal/forn/a-class...

Oh, that's such bull!

We're just as good
as any other class!

Our warp core is twice as fast
as any other ship in the fleet!

Whoa! Mr. Billups!

Oh, hey, so who's gonna be
the new captain?

Come on. Who else would it be?

They'll be bringing on someone new.

- What?
- What?

- This is ridiculous!
- Are you serious? That's not fair!

- Rutherford!
- Hey! How'd it go with doctor t?

I didn't talk to her.
I think she's gonna transfer me!

- From medical?
- No! Off the ship!

I saw her delete me from the system.

What? No way! That's crazy.
You're like the nicest person in sickbay.

I don't think that doctor t'Ana
cares about being nice.

She's more into hostility.

I should have been more mean!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
I got to see this for myself. Hang on.

You're right. You're not in there!
That's so unfair.

I can't believe this.
I'll miss the cerr/tos so much.

Then let's make sure you see her
one last time. Come on.

What do you mean?

Let's go visit all your favorite places
on the ship,

so you can have a proper goodbye.

That's a great idea.

Ow!

Uh, maybe I should lead the way.

Yeah, that's an okeydokey from me.

All scans nominal, captain Gomez.
Welcome to the laap system.

Take us in, nice and slow.

Let's give them plenty of time to scan us.

Nobody likes unexpected guests.

Uh, I'm okay. Please don't. It's fine.

Don't worry about it.

I've done way worse in front of
much more intimidating captains.

Maintenance hatch 788.
Always warm to the touch.

Ow!

Little ship but a big warp core.

Listen to that thrum.

Whoa!

This is where
we watched the trivoli pulsar.

They always tell you not to get
too attached to your ship,

but how could you not?

- Hey, can I tell you something?
- Yeah.

I am attached to this ship.

I love the cerr/tos.
I have for a long time now!

And no one can tell me othennise!

I love the cerr/tos too.

Ooh, I know where we should go next.
Somewhere off-limits.

The rubber ducky room?

Better.

Not fair. Not fair.

- I don't want a new captain.
- That job is mine.

Enough!

Look, your complaints are noted.
Now get back to your stations.

- Oh, come on.
- Except you.

What were you thinking?

I was going to tell them
at the right time.

I was trying to avoid conflict.

That's super messed up.
Those are your friends.

A captain can't worry about feelings
when it comes to a decision like this.

Well, then you're in luck
because you don't have feelings.

Gosh, you've got so much to learn.

Report.

The lapeerian sun just emitted
an unpredicted flare.

It's heading straight for that planetoid.

All right. Give me the bad news.

Magnetized ionic plasma in those fragments
overloaded the ship's systems.

It's like we were hit with an emp.
Warp core's off-line.

What about reserves?

Backup power cells are down.
Captain, it's all down.

But we're still moving?

Momentum. Plus the lapeerian gravity well.

But that means...

Unless we figure something out,

first contact is gonna be us
crashing into that planet.

Okay. That's enough existential dread.
Let's get back to work.

The Archimedes took a full hit.
Her engines are down.

That planetoid was stuffed
with radiolytic isotopes.

They're caught in the gravity well.
Twenty hours until impact.

Planetary damage, it'll be catastrophic.

If we can get a tractor beam on them...

Not gonna happen, captain.
That debris is caught in the orbit too.

If a piece as small
as a pomegranate hit our shields,

the reaction would knock out our systems.

Hold on. What about the deflector?
Isn't that its whole job? To deflect?

If we project any sort of energy field,
it will draw the plasma right to us.

Can't we just warp past the debris?

- Mr. Kayshon.
- Are you serious?

It was merely a suggestion.

Just break the rules.

There has to be something
we can do, right?

I... I don't know.

The captain's yacht?
Mom, that's not going to work.

It's got the same shielding
as the cerritos.

Voice authorization, Freeman.

If I can navigate
through the debris...

You haven't piloted anything
in years.

Please. I've still got
the hydroscoot record back at the academy.

This isn't a hydroscoot!
You know what? I'll do it.

No. Off my yacht!

Do you think they always
come here to fight?

Maybe that's why it's off-limits.

I don't know,
but look at all this ionic plasma.

This is bad.

- What are you trying to prove?
- You already got the promotion.

Get off my yacht. That's an order.

To let you get killed? Uh, no way.
I won't give you the satisfaction.

I'm trying to save lives.

You can't just bully your way
into whatever you want.

Why do you act like this?

Because I'm a kirk-style free spirit
who kicks butt

and it super intimidates people.

You know that. That's why you've always
protected me from getting court-martialed.

- You're not a kirk. Kirk was confident.
- So am I!

You used to be.

But now the only thing you're confident of
is that everything has to be a fight.

You have to drop your defenses
and make some allies.

That's it!

Rutherford, were you spying on us?

I think I know how to save the Archimedes.

We have to drop our defenses
like how mariner has to do with people.

Ah, you heard that, huh?

Even if we lower our shields,
the hull itself has magnetic shielding.

There's no way to discharge it.

Yes. So we remove the hull.

Whoa.

Okay, we do kind of need that
to protect us from the vacuum of space.

That's the inner hull.

The outer is an extra layer of protection.

Which we wouldn't need
because we aren't even going to warp.

Wait. You guys aren't seriously talking
about stripping the ship.

It would take the whole crew working
around-the-clock

to remove that many panels.

Then we'd have to fly through a dangerous
debris field with zero protection,

all in 11 hours.

- Are you saying it can't be done?
- No. I'm saying we have to hurry.

We'd take a serious beating,
but, captain, this can work.

Attention, all hands.
Report to your commanding officers.

The Archimedes needs our help,

so we have to remove our hull
one panel at a time.

I'm calling on eve/y officer,
no matter what your usual duties are.

We have to work together

/t'// be close, people.
Our lives will he on the line.

But we are sta/fleet and we never
back down from a challenge.

Now, get to work. Cerritos strong!

Oh, and the ballroom dancing competition
will have to be postponed.

- Not now. Not now.
- Problem with the coupling?

No. My implant has an error message
that's covering my vision.

That's odd. Your storage is maxed out.

Oh, yeah. No, that makes sense.

Last year I lost all my memories of tendi,

so whenever I make a new one
I save three copies

just in case it happens again.

It's only gonna get worse
until you free up some space.

But what if I forget her again?

Son, if you can't keep making
new memories, does it matter?

Man,
am I gonna miss those nacelles.

We need all volatiles deeper in the ship.

Nothing explodes around here
unless I'm the one blowing it up.

Sir, are you sure this is a good idea?

A powered-down view screen
isn't gonna be any help.

I need to see where we're going.

We're gonna have to do this
the old-fashioned way.

Try it now.

Still nothing.

Damn it! With a couple of shuttles,

we could redirect the ship
or at least get some crew to safety.

You should rest. You have been up forever.

I'll have a break
in seven hours either way.

But in seven hours we'll be dead...
I see what you did there.

Come on.

Don't phaser your foot.

Just worry about your own thing.

At least when I'm gone you won't have
anyone pissing you off around here.

I get it. You're still upset.

No. I'm not.
And I'm pretty confident of that.

Ugh. Look. All I meant was
that you can still improve yourself

by just opening up to other people.

You are always trying
to change me.

You know what?
I am glad this is your last mission here

because I never want to work
with you again.

Beckett.

Oh!

You okay?

Dragon's blood! Access controls are fused.

We're gonna have to
release this one manually.

We 're out of time.
Bil/ups, tell me we 're good to go.

We still have one more hull plate,
and it's a big one.

Captain, if we're going,
we have to go now.

That panel's just gonna have
to come off on the fly.

Red alert! Helm, get us up to speed.
Carefully.

Let's go, let's go.
Everyone inside, quick.

Hold on. I gotta do something.

What if someone asks why he has it?

We programmed that in.
He'll think it was elective.

Huh?

I can see again,

but I think I remember something
I wasn't supposed to.

Guys, quick. We need a hand.

Cetacean ops?
But don't these guys do navigation?

- What are we...
- Hey! Kimolu, Matt, heads up!

I would love to, but there's no time.

There's a busted hull panel
we need to release manually.

Tendi and I can override
the safety protocols,

but one of you guys has to swim down
and release the mag clamps.

The what? But the panel's outside.

Yeah, but the control node for
the manual access clamps are down there.

Can't these two do it?

Uh, yeah. It wasn't designed for flippers.

Okay, all right. Sorry, sorry.

Uh, once again
Beckett mariner saves the day.

Of course my freaking mom
will get all the praise.

Oh, shut up! You're just mad
because you don't want her to leave.

So what if I am, okay?

This is the most
I've gotten along with her in years,

and now she decides to take off.

That's messed up.

And I kinda already told her
I never wanna work with her again.

The captain needs our support,
especially from you.

Look. However this rescue goes,

either we're gonna be dead
or she's gonna be on a new ship.

Is this really how you wanna
leave things with her?

Of course not,
but I can't patch things up now.

I have to swim down and unclamp a thingy...

No! You don't. Boimler's got this.

You guys don't understand my family.

We are your family!

We will always be there for you.

And right now we're heading into a pile
of crazy dangerous space debris.

Whoa, tendi. I...

Just trust us. We can do this.

Go to the bridge, apologize,

and make sure your mom
doesn't get us all killed!

You guys are right.

- You got this, boims?
- Yes. Go.

Thanks. Okay. Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Okay. So you just gotta go
all the way down

and then swim the length of the hydrotube

and then wedge into the filter nodule
to reach the clamps. Cool?

Oh. Oh, wow. That's a really long tunnel.
I'm not sure I can...

Boimler, you're the one who wants to dive
into the unknown.

Now's your chance. 80, get diving.

So, you guys doing anything
for captain Freeman day?

Approaching debris field, captain.

Mom, I was being a jerk. I'm sorry.

I don't know why I turn everything
into a fight.

I think it's because one time
after the academy, I was...

No time for emotional bids, ensign.

Also, I was being a jerk too,
and I love you.

- Aw.
- Now post up!

We need all the help we can get.

- Prepare to cut power.
- That panel is still up!

Boimler's got it. Just give him time.

We don't have time.

Come on. Come on!

Got it!

- Panel's free!
- Cut power!

No, no, no! No, no, no!

Big chunk, starboard.
Roughly 55 degrees Mark 18.

And another! At 38 Mark 20.

Got it. Hang on to something.

He should've come up already.

Boimler!

He's in arrest!

- We have to get him to sickbay!
- There's no time!

Incoming! Direct ahead!

I can't avoid it! Brace for impact!

Beckett!

Okay. Come on, boimler. Come on.

Come on. You're gonna make it.

Boimler! Talk to me.

Did I miss captain Freeman day?

Yes, he's gonna be okay!

I saw a koala.

Uh, yeah. You know, it's probably best
you just keep that to yourself.

Gotcha.

Five minutes until
we hit atmosphere, captain.

Everyone,
if you move to the back of the ship,

there's a chance you'll survive.

Sonya, no. We are staying with you.

It has been an honor.

Wait, what's happening?

It's the cerritos!

The Archimedes is
in stable orbit, captain.

No lives lost.

Hey, I'm proud of you, mom.

You saved the day, kept it together.

I guess I understand why command
was so impressed.

Thank you,
but I'm a little nervous.

How do I look?

Like a badass captain who knows what's up.

On behalf of
the united federation of planets,

allow me to introduce myself.

I am captain Carol Freeman
of the starship cerritos.

And I come in...

Oh!

Lapeeria welcomes you. We must drink!

Every time I think I'm out of this thing,
boom, hit by an asteroid.

Well, don't worry.
I'm sure you're the doc's top priority.

Ensign tendi! Get over here.

Listen, I know what you're gonna say,
and I am so sorry for letting you down.

I know I don't belong in sickbay.

You're right. You don't.

You master everything
you put your mind to. It's unsettling.

Oh. Uh, thank you?

You shouldn't be treating phaser burns.

I'm moving you into
senior science officer training.

Wait, like, to work on the bridge?
Like jadzia Dax?

Who the is that?
I don't know who that is. No, like Spock.

Means a lot more experiments,
away missions.

Think you can handle it?

- Thank you so much!
- Ow.

I'm okay with this.

Rutherford!
I get to stay on the ship,

and doctor t'Ana hugged me!

You do? She did?

Hey! Happy first first contact, cap!

- Oh, thank you, Jack.
- It was great.

Are you... have you been drinking?

They're a very welcoming culture.

Repairs on the Archimedes
are going smoothly.

Captain Gomez is recovering nicely.

It was kind of her to let me
finish the mission.

No ego on that one.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Thanks for doing a super dangerous
space walk to save my life.

That was pretty cool.

No worries. Cerritos strong, right?

Totally.

Sorry I've been a jerk all year.
I kinda thought you hated me.

Yeah, I think when I like people,

I maybe go out of my way
to force some distance.

So, that's on me.

So, what I'm taking away from that
was that you like me?

No. Shut up. Come on.

Congrats, Brad.
You were a real hero today.

Thanks, but anyone
would have done the same.

Whoa! Check out Mr. Humble confidence.
Where'd you come from?

I guess when you almost drown
in whale pee,

it makes you not sweat
the small stuff anymore.

Oh, mom noticed the decorations,
by the way.

What? Did she know it was me?

She probably assumes
it was children, actually.

Cap'n! Cap'n! I drew the banners!

- I like that guy.
- Right? He's great.

To the captain!

No, no, no. To the cerritos!

The cerritos, I love you!

Captain, a team from sta/fleet command
is requesting to come aboard

That was fast.

Permission granted.
Escort them to the senior conference room.

If they were impressed with you before,
whew, today must've sealed the deal.

Hey, nobody deserves the recognition
more than you, mom.

Nothing would make us prouder than seeing
you move up to bigger and better.

Maybe bigger, but never better.

I'm turning down the transfer.

- What?
- But you've been working so hard for this!

Yeah, well, maybe a little too hard.

It blinded me to what I already have
right here on the cerritos.

What good would a new ship be
without the best crew in the fleet?

Mom! No way!

Come on. Let's go tell them
they wasted their trip.

Cap'n! Cap'n! I drew the banners!
It was boimler. It was boimler.

Captain Freeman, I'm commander mandel.

Under the authority
of starfleet command, you...

I have to stop you right there, commander.
I'm not leaving the cerritos.

I'm afraid you don't have a choice.

I'm turning down the promotion!

Look, she might not seem like much to you,
but this ship is my home.

You're under arrest for the destruction
of pakled planet.

What? What are you talking about?

- Hey! Let her go!
- This is madness!

- Captain, what are your orders?
- Stand down!

What are the charges?

We have proof that you colluded
with klingon extremists

to plant a varuvian bomb
in the pakled capital city.

My god! When did this happen?

Today, 0900, while you were
conveniently on a mission.

I'm sure, just as planned.

She had nothing to do with this!

- That is for a tribunal to decide.
- I'll kill you!

Stop! Let 'em do their job.

- But, mom...
- Captain...

That's an order!
We have the truth on our side.

And I don't want the crew finding out
until we know more.

Congratulations, captain.
On behalf of the crew...

Starfleet security.
This woman is under arrest.

Pew pew! Pew, pew, pew! Pew pew!

Chirp.