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We are BIONA Initiative.

Creating climate solutions
for a better world.

Hey! Where is my son?

-I'm sorry, ma'am. What's your name?
-Dion!

Ma'am, if you just take a seat,
I'll have someone come talk to you.

-Dion!
-Ma'am. You can't go back there.

Ma'am, you can't be back here
without an escort.

-Ma'am.
-Dion!

Ma'am! Stop!

She's coming downstairs.

-Ma'am! Stop!
- Copy that.

We have a code four
approaching level five.

-Di!

- Civilian entering L5.
-She's coming down. Grab her!

-Ma'am, stop!
-Secure all exits.

-Get out of my way.
-Secure all exits.

-Get out of my way!
-Ma'am, stop! Ma'am!

I got her.

-Stop!
-Stand down.

Hey! Where is my son?

Hold your positions.

Do I have your attention now?

Bring me my child, or I swear to God,
I will tear this place up.

Follow me.

You kidnapped my son.

We rescued him.

You ripped him from my arms,
put him in a van, and drove off.

We were under serious time constraints.

The CDC put out the call
for a level-three quarantine facility,

of which, lucky for you, we are one.

Lucky?

He could be in a CIA black site right now,
or worse.

Worse?

Who are you?

In here.

Where is Dion?

He is safe. He is fine.

-Take me to him now.
-We need to have a conversation.

This room is dedicated
to our weather research.

We pride ourselves
on predicting wind patterns

that allow us the kind of early warning
that saves lives.

I don't need a tour.

I need my son.

Oh, my God.
You left him in there all alone?

He must be scared out of his mind.
Do you know anything about children?

I know a few things about your child.

How long have you been watching us?

Right after the break-in at our lab.

You haven't seen a hermit crab
wandering around, by any chance?

And, of course, there is the fox.

I-- I don't know
what you're talking about.

I assumed Pat told you
the minute he left my office, but...

we can do it this way.

Before Dion's visit.

After Dion's visit.

Your son's abilities are symbiotic
with the flora and fauna

recovered from Iceland
after the aurora event.

Considering Mark's intense interest
in that event,

we suspect he was experiencing
anomalies himself,

and it appears
that he passed them along to Dion.

After Iceland, we began seeing

these erratic micro storms
all over the globe.

National Oceanic and Atmospheric
Administration flagged them, too.

They appear and disappear quickly,

leaving targeted devastation.

Targeted.

One of these
was outside your house.

Another was near your lake cabin.

I don't think that's a coincidence.

I think the storms are drawn to your son.

-So what do you want?
-To study Dion.

We need to understand
why this is happening

and what he's capable of.

No.

Oh, I wasn't asking for permission.

The CDC has him on a 72-hour hold,

and that period
can be extended indefinitely

if he's deemed a danger to the public.

-But he's not a danger--
-There again, I wasn't asking.

We have enough aberrant data
to keep him quarantined...

well, forever.

Which I don't want to do.

But I'm not giving up
the only human specimen I have.

What if you had Mark's data?

You have Mark's data?

He was studying himself.
Changes to his DNA.

And he kept in contact with people
who experienced the event.

In exchange,

you let me take Dion home now.

Also, I want all of this stuff.

I want to know when these storms happened,

where they happened,
and if they will happen again.

That's classified.

Well, so is Mark's data.

We'll set up a private portal.

You upload your data, I'll upload mine.

And one more thing.
Just stop spying on us.

Not gonna happen.

I could tell you that we'll stop,
but we won't,

and the truth is, you don't want us to.

Something dangerous is out there,

and whether you believe me or not,

we are trying to protect your son.

I am not the enemy, Nicole.

That...

that is the enemy.

Dion.

-Mom!
-Hey, Bug.

She's a cat.

Yes, she is.

Good job, buddy.

Are you afraid of me, too?

No, no, no, I just...

Don't I look hilarious? I mean, come on.

No!

My butt's hanging out.

Yeah, these things are weird.

I was scared.

I know.

But it's gonna be better now.
We're just gonna go home, okay?

Where's, uh... where's your magic watch?

Okay. All right, let's get you dressed.

And, uh, Miss Suzanne and I,
we just have to make a little trade.

All right?
And then we can get out of here.

Okay? Got it?

- Hey.
-Niki?

Oh, my gosh, sweetie.

How is he?

- Tired.
-Oh.

You didn't have to come over.

Are you kidding me? After what
you and little man just went through?

I just... I wish you would've
called me earlier,

and I'd have busted down
those doors with you.

Yeah, well, you just lost your job, and...

I didn't want you to get arrested, too.

Something smells good.

I made you shrimp and grits.

It's after midnight.

Are you hungry?

Put him to bed.

I'll... I'll fix you a plate.

Hey, little Bug.

You need a break?

-Oh, no, no. No, I'm good.
-Good answer.

So, she just--
She just gave all this to you?

She didn't have much choice.
She wanted her son.

Does she know
that you handed it off to me?

Not yet.

You'll tell her, I'm sure.

From the number of times we've observed
you going in and out of her apartment,

seems like, uh, the two of you
are pretty close.

I mean, you were willing
to lose your job for her.

Well, I... I care about Dion.

Uh-huh.

I'm sorry I didn't come clean to you
about what happened.

I was trying to respect Nicole's wishes.

I swear it won't ever happen again.

We'll see.

So, what have you found?

Uh, well, I've been looking
at Dion's blood work,

matched it up with Mark's data
and, uh, our samples--

And?

And, uh, it... it's not good.

It makes perfect sense why he ended up
in the hospital with a high fever.

He's...

He's running too hard.

Expand on that.

-Um...

In college, I drove this car.

Um, it was a real gas guzzler,

but it was the most dependable car
I ever had,

as long as I didn't drive it over 55.

If I even tried to push it a hair too far,
the engine would blow.

The mechanic said that the car
just wasn't built to drive that hard.

And that's... that's Dion.

I mean, picking up Cheez Doodles
is one thing, but...

if his powers get pushed too far...

Like trying to cure a fox
and ending up in the hospital.

Yeah.

Good thing that guy wasn't sick.

Something that big
probably would have killed him.

Yeah.

-Get some sleep.
-Yeah.

Um...

How do you take your coffee?

Cream, no sugar.

You're early.
I didn't expect you until tonight.

Yeah.

I had to tell you what I found.

Okay.

All right.

-The farmer, Walter.
-Mm-hmm.

He, uh, got his abilities
at the same time as me and Mark.

His son did, too. Brayden.

Which means he's second generation,
like Dion.

Well...

at least he still has his father
to help him understand things, you know.

Storm took him.

What?

When? He was alive
when Dion went to BIONA's labs.

Well, he didn't stay alive very long.

I can't let Dion leave this apartment.

I have to go to work,
and he has to go to school.

I can stay with him.

-What, forever?
-Well, let's just get through today.

Hey.

Hey.

Uh, I didn't get a call, so I'm here,

just barreling through our awkward stage
to take Dion to school.

I mean,
I'm not sure if he's going to school,

uh, after the night he's had,
but I... I wanted to check on him.

Yeah, a lot's happened since the hospital.

Yeah, I know.

Um...

Suzanne, uh, called me in late last night,

asked me to look over the data
that you gave her, the--

Mark's data.

So she knows you've been in on it now?

Yeah. Um...

What did she offer you in exchange?
Besides Dion.

Uh, just maps of the storm,

and, uh, her assurances
that she's on our side.

Well, for what it's worth,
I actually think she is.

Or at least she's not not on your side.

The aurora event
caused some sort of extreme damage,

and the land up there is literally dying.

Huge crevices have opened up,
and it's spreading, so she's just...

She's trying to figure out how to stop it.

Right, and she thinks
Dion can help with that.

I mean, he...

he reversed the disease in the fox.

Maybe he can reverse
the necrosis in Iceland, I...

-You know?
-Does she really think that?

Uh, she's following the science.

You know, everything that was changed
by that event,

Dion, the plants, the ground, uh, Mark,

it's all...

all pieces of the puzzle.

-And she still hates me.
-Yeah.

Yep.

But, for now, I'll-- I'll be there
to watch her for you.

-You don't have to do that.
-Yeah, I do.

Remember, we're--

Nothing's changed.

We're buds, amigos.

Pat!

Hey, dude.

Oh!

They put me in a science room like E.T.,
but I'm okay now.

-That is awesome.
-So, taking me to school today?

You know what? One second, honey.

Um, I need to talk to him for a minute.

Yeah. Yeah.

Uh-oh.

Hey, buddy, come.

Sit down.

Bah, yes.

You can't go to school today.

Why not?

Honey, because it's too dangerous.

I have to work on my science project.

-Well, some things are more important.
-Than science?

- Let him go to school.
-What?

Yes!

I'll go with him.
I'll... I'll hang with Dion all day.

No.

Invisible, of course.

But you can't tell anybody I'm there.

Except Pat.

Not even Pat. Nobody.

Or you're not going.

Okay.

But what if...

It'll be fine.
I'll be with him every minute.

Not in the bathroom.

Everything's okay.

Okay.

-Bye, Mom. Love you.
-Bye. Love you.

Don't worry. I've got it.

Lewis Company.

What do you think?

-Oh, that's fire.
-I think you nailed it.

Nicole nailed it,

but I said yes to her,
so you right, I nailed it.

-Girl, you killed it.
-Damn.

Okay, I need one of those at my house.

Take a picture and print it yourself.
I don't have an unlimited budget.

-Boy! I can't with him.

Okay, we're doing billboard and radio ads.

I want you to work on the layout
for the playbill.

Well, I want health insurance.

Oh, it's like that?

Yeah, um, uh...

Looks like somebody's
getting promoted today.

Thank you, and I'll get that to you
by the end of today.

Oh, you better.

And be prepared to work hard.

Insurance-coverage hard.

Oh, my God. Girlfriend!

- Come on. Yes!
-Yes!

-You killed it.
-Damn.

Now you're gonna tell me you're too busy
with your new promotion to meet at lunch.

Are you kidding? I want to drag you
on the dance floor right now.

Oh, yeah?
Think you can handle the big move?

I can handle the big move.
Can you handle it?

Um, are you guys still talking
about dancing? 'Cause I am confused.

- I can't shut this down.
- What is wrong with you?

Just go about your normal day.
Forget I'm here.

You're watching everything I do.

It's like I'm being haunted by a ghost
who knows my mom.

Well, don't do anything bad,
and you've got nothing to worry about.

-Oh, no.
-Who's that?

Mr. Campbell. He tried to suspend me.

- Why?
-Mom said he grew up with some bad ideas.

About what?

Who people are
based on what they look like.

He just assumed I was a bad kid.

Oh, is that right?

You just walk on ahead.
Stay out of his way.

I'll be right behind you.

All right, come on, Dion.
Let's keep moving.

There's nowhere for me to sit over there,
so I'll be here near the door.

-Don't copy me.

-Oh, man.
- What?

They're all giggly again.

- You jealous?
-No.

Who are you talking to, weirdo?

Hey, Dion, look.

Ew, no way. Unicorns?
Thought we were drawing cars.

Hey, can we talk about the project?

Um, we were thinking
that you could make the presentation,

since you're so good at science.

Okay.

Great.

Hey, Jonathan,
let's work on that YouTube thing.

Okay, class, that's lunch.
One hour. One hour break.

Second grade is so boring.

Yeah, but Dion's okay?

He's fine,
but how does he do this every day?

I need a drink or something.

-Ready?
-Yeah, one sec.

Um...

Well, school's done at 3:00, so, um...

I don't know,
brush up on your multiplication tables.

Right. Bye.

Uh, so I was thinking
that we could do "In The Light."

No.

-No?
-Let's do something a little different.

Try to keep up.

Okay.

Ready?

Yeah, you're ready.

You got this.

-Oh, these hips.
-Back in action, Nicole Warren.

Ah.

You did it.

Now, we're gonna--
We're gonna sit down.

-Oh, oh, oh. You need a little breather?

Are those pork chops?

Mm-hmm.

We're celebrating tonight,
because your mama got a promotion.

Does that mean I get to get
the Jordan 3s in white and red?

It certainly means that we get to sit down
and have a conversation about it.

Yay!

Whoo-hoo!

Dance party! Whoo-hoo!

- Nicole.
-Yeah.

May I speak to you for a minute?

Uh, yeah.

You wanna go say hi to Pinchy?

Grown-up talk.

Did you, uh, find something?

Yeah.

This, um...

This thing is much bigger
than I ever imagined.

I've been trying to track down
the whereabouts

of some of the people on Mark's list
from the aurora event.

Mm-hmm.

Seven of them have been reported missing.

And those are just the ones I found.

Missing, not...

dead from some freak illness?

Vanished without a trace.

And look at this. This is...

This is the BIONA map
of where the storms have touched down.

Kerry Phillips,
reported missing June 6th, 2014,

-Atlanta, Georgia. Storm.
-I know that name.

Right. Dr. Morton Lungstad,
Alesund, Norway.

Reported missing May 22nd, 2018. Storm.

Jill Noonan.

She went missing in a freak storm
at the lake across from us.

And look at this.

-New Orleans, August 12th, 2017.
- Mark.

A storm killed them all.

It hunted them.

It was outside my kid's window. This...

serial killer was outside my kid's window.

What am I supposed to do?

Run. Hide.

I can't do that to Dion. I mean--

Living life on the run, no...

no home, no friends, in constant fear.

What kind of life is that?

Mine.

I'm sorry, I didn't...

I wouldn't wish this on anybody.

But until we can figure out
how to stop this thing,

we don't have any other choice.

I mean, I was lucky.

I didn't have any friends or...

family that I cared about.

And you call that lucky?

I had nothing much to give up.

You are gonna have a problem with that.

Stay with us.

What?

We're your family.

Help me protect my son.

Teach him how to survive.

When the time comes
and we have to run, we... we run,

but until then, let's...

let's stick together.

Stay with us.

-Good morning.
- Hey.

Uh...

-You good?
-Uh, yeah, I'll go get him.

Cool, I'll just...

stand here in the hallway,

like a dope.

All right, Pat's here. Remember our deal?

-Don't say anything about Charlotte.
-Good job.

Oh, let me see your teeth.

Pat!

Hey! Are you ready to go?

-Let's do this thing.
-All right.

-Bye, Mom.
-Have a good day, Bug.

-Love you.
- Love you, too!

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, so, uh...

so, who was over for breakfast
this morning?

A friend.

Your friend?

Mom's friend.

-I'm not allowed to talk about it.
-Okay.

So, this friend, is it, like,
a new friend, or is it someone...

I'm not asking for a name, I'm just...

I'm concerned.
You have to be careful who you trust.

Mom said we can trust this friend
with everything.

Plus, this elevator's too slow.

I'm gonna be late for school.
Meet you downstairs.

Last one's a rotten egg!

Hello.

Uh, yes, I did.

Yeah, I was just letting you guys know
that my friend Charlotte

would be picking up Dion again
from school today.

Look, I already sent one yesterday.

Yeah, just email it to me,
and I will send it back to you.

Lewis Company.

We've got a problem.

The posters are all jacked up.
They don't match the playbills.

You need to go and make this right.

- Okay.

Girl, that is rude.

I'm so sorry.

I just need to fill out a form
for Dion's school again,

authorizing my friend to pick him up
and... done.

The original order form,
receipt, everything.

Get down there now and fix this.
Materials go out tomorrow.

Okay, got it.

-You're not ditching me, are you?
-I was just trying to call you.

There was a mess-up with the printer.
Kwame wants me to sort it out.

And then, I got a call from the school.

They didn't get
the forms I sent them, and...

I can't today.

Don't guilt me.

-I'm not.
-I know exactly what you're thinking.

Oh, so you're a mind reader now?

You're thinking
this is some self-defeating BS, right?

I'm keeping myself too busy.
I'm too stressed to take care of myself.

I didn't say a word.

And yes, maybe I should put my mask on
before assisting others,

but I have responsibilities, okay, Rashad?
This is my life now.

-This is the real world.
-Hey, hey, hey.

I get it. Honestly, the only thing
going through my mind

is that I want to dance with you.

Best part of my day.

Work on your mind-reading skills.

See you tomorrow, hopefully.

Hey.

One minute.

Hey.

Ooh.

Okay.

This...

almost looks ready.

How you doing over here?

Okay. I like that.

How's Team Weather Control doing?

Me and Esperanza are doing great.

Esperanza created
a simulated storm in a jar.

I saw it on YouTube,
and Jonathan helped me.

Storm in a jar.

I love it. What else?

-I have a speech.
-Yeah?

Let's hear it.

Storms are created when a warm front
meets a cold front.

The more difference there is
between these two temperatures,

the stronger the storm.

You've done your research.

He's not done.

Storms kill people.

My dad...

Um...

my dad worked at BIONA to find a way
to stop storms in the future,

but what if I told you that there's a way
to stop a storm right now?

Ladies and gentlemen,
introducing the storm extinguisher!

And that's when Jonathan comes in
with the storm extinguisher.

Where is it?

It's not... I mean...

I didn't finish it.

Well, today's the day
for me to approve your projects.

If you didn't do the assignment,
then I don't know how--

He did! Show him.

It's dumb. I didn't know what to do.

What's the hose for?

Uh, you know, the, uh...

-Um...
-Cold air...

from a liquid nitrogen canister.

Yeah, the cold air stuff.

-It, uh...

Changes the temperature of the storm
and takes away its power.

Okay.

Wait. You... you made this?

Yeah.

-And the rubber straps?
- Well...

I figured if there's a storm,
there's gonna be some lightning,

and rubber stops lightning, I think.

It's a little more complicated than that.

No, but keep doing research.

Good thinking, though.

When will it be finished?

Today, after school. Promise.

Okay.

You've got until tomorrow, okay?

-I can't come over after school today.
-You don't need to.

Jonathan and I are gonna play Zelda
after school anyway.

What?

We'll finish
his part of the project first.

-You're playing Zelda?
- Yeah.

I would've invited you,
but you hate Zelda.

I don't hate Zelda.

Hey, Jonathan. Come here.

What do they want?

They're so mean to him.
I don't even know why he talks to them.

They're his friends.

Uh, not really.
They're being nice to him one day,

but then, the next,
they're making fun of him.

Where he lives, his dad...

Hey, what's up, guys?

Uh, I'm gonna go to the skate park
with the guys.

But we promised
we would finish the Storm Killer!

-You coming or not?
-I'm not waiting.

What about the project?

You do your part. Don't worry about mine.

Hey, it's due tomorrow.
It's our project, too.

-It's okay, I'll do it.
- What?

- Hey.

She'll do it better anyway.

Hey.

Come with me.

Forget about Jonathan.
I wanna show you something fun.

Quick.

What are you doing?

Shh.

What are you doing?

Who needs skateboards when...

you can fly?

Dion, put me down!

I used to only be able to lift
Froot Loops.

Put me down!

Wait! Here comes the best part.
You're gonna miss it.

Wait. What are you doing with my legs?

Put me down!

Dion!

Why did you do that?

-Why are you mad?
-You took me out of my chair.

You lifted me out of my chair.

Why would you do that?

-I wanted you to--
-Walk?

Yes.

Open the door.

Thank you.

Hey. What are you doing here?

Uh...

I told myself, you know...

if you let something go
and it's meant to be,

it'll come back to you.

I'm so stupid.

Um...

Pat, I don't really know
what's going on with you,

but I'm running late to the printer,
so can we just talk about this later?

-Um, no.
- No?

No.

I'm, uh... I'm so tired of this.

Whenever you need me, I'm there.

To take Dion to school, for... for pizza.

You ask and I drop everything for you,

and I'm there
with a big old smile on my face.

Why are you doing this now?

Uh, I think you are
taking advantage of me.

Because you know that I...

Because you know
that I have feelings for you.

I'm sorry, I...

I never meant to--

But...

you're right. I, um...

I shouldn't have continued
to lean on you like that.

So, are you...
are you, uh, seeing that guy?

Excuse me?

This morning when I picked Dion up,
there was an extra plate at the table.

Was it him? Or, like...

That's none of your business.

Really?

- Yes.
-Hmm.

And I appreciate everything
that you've done for me and Dion, but...

who I have breakfast with,

who I whatever with,
it's... it's none of your business.

Well, but see, the thing is Nicole,
you are my business.

Okay? I've been keeping your secrets.

I've been risking my job for you.

And you... you...

You let me think
I had a shot, I guess,

so I could just keep on being

-your pathetic little errand boy.
-Okay, um...

This conversation's over.

Actually, um...
I have to get back to work.

Oh, all right.
Well, we'll finish it tonight

when I bring Dion home.

You know what? You don't have to,
because I have it taken care of.

What?

And you know, I think maybe
we should just... take a break.

Take a break. From what?

From you spending time with Dion, with me.

Well...

You're not keeping me from Dion.

-Excuse me?
- He loves me.

Hell, I spend more time with him than you.

This conversation is so over.

You stay away from me,
and you stay away from Dion.

I don't get it. Why is Esperanza so mad?

Oh.

Let us get out of this place,

away from all these people,

and then we will discuss
your disaster with Esperanza.

-Hey.
-Hey, is Dion with you?

Yes, I just picked him up.

Okay, don't tell him, but Pat and I
just got into the weirdest fight.

Uh, want me to do a thing?

One zap and he'll never pee right again.

No... It's fine.

-He just needs to stay away and cool off.
- Well, we're on our way home.

- Can you take me to Esperanza's?
-No.

No. Hey, are you okay?

No, I'm mad!

He acted like he was entitled
to something from me

and accused me of seeing someone
behind his back.

Is his back even relevant?
His back has nothing to do with me.

Look, you know,
you're getting a little lost in this.

Look, I tried to be honest with him.
I tried, at least,

and he still came away from it
expecting something from me.

I really need to get out of here.
Can we talk about this later?

Just don't let Pat talk to him, okay?
And... and I'll see you guys at home.

It wasn't that bad.

I was there. It was bad.

If I were in a wheelchair,
I would want to fly.

Well, you are not Esperanza.

Everybody wants to fly.

I think you've just proven
that that is not true.

What do you know about her?

Well, why is she in the chair?

How long has she been in the chair?
Has she ever walked?

Dude, you've been friends with her
how long?

And you've never talked about it?
You've never even asked?

I don't think about it. It's just--

It's Esperanza.

Now, that, I think she would want
to hear you say.

- Um...

Why don't you go inside, and...

I will join you in a few minutes.

- Can I FaceTime with Esperanza?
- Absolutely.

-Excuse me.
-Pat, right?

I'm a friend of Nicole's.

Oh. Hi, I'm just gonna go say hi
to to Dion.

Actually, uh,
Dion's had a really long day.

He's... he's really not up for company.

-Well, he'll wanna see me.
-Nicole asked me not to let you see him.

What?

She doesn't want you to see him.

I'm sorry.

That's ridiculous.

Well, it's her choice.

Okay, uh, you know what?
I want to talk to Dion.

You know, why don't you just go home
and take some time?

You know what?
I don't have time. Okay.

Nicole and I just had
a small disagreement, okay?

-I'm practically the kid's father.
-Whoa. You are entitled.

She called me entitled?

Well, you know what? Yeah, actually,
I am entitled to see my godson,

so get the hell out of my way.

I...

said...

-no.

I should have killed you in New Orleans.

No.

Hello?

- Where are you?
-Why?

There's a micro storm forming right now
at your building.

-Come to BIONA. We can protect you here.
-No, no, Dion is at home.

Jesus.

Come on, come on. Pick up, pick up.

You can't have Dion!

No!

No!