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I'm telling you.

- Stop it.
- I'm telling you.

Okay, tell me.

Humans aren't the
center of the universe,

believe it or not. So, "tell me"

"about your first time" has a
completely different meaning

- for everyone else.
- Yeah, no, I get that,

but I'm... I'm just trying

to fully grasp what you just said.

Okay, okay, okay,
okay. He was part deltan,

and I didn't know that for deltans,

there's this whole thing
with bowls of cleansing milk

you're supposed to
douse your body with,

and then his extended
family dances around you

in a circle with these weird
deltan, like, tambourines.

- No.
- Yes.

- No, family tambourine dancing?
- Yes, family tambourine dancing.

So much has happened to me in my life,

but nothing is worse than this story.

- Yeah. Then...
- I feel sick.

They drape you in the robes

of ancient star mariners,

and then you have to sing
the ancient mariner duet

called "fruitful coupling."

Unfortunately, I'm gonna
need to hear the song.

Well, then you're gonna
have to hook up with a deltan

because it haunts me
and I will not be singing it.

I'd rather just hook up with you again.

You sure?

Yeah.

'Cause you know that
deltans, they do this thing...

W-What?

Are you serious?

- What, you don't believe me?
- No, I don't believe you.

- That's so...
- I'll show you right now.

Caleb...

Open your eyes.

What's happening?

Betazoids can mind-speak.

What is this place?

The safest place I know.

I wanted you to feel safe.

With me.

Hey, don't...

- I love you!
- Mom!

Were we... in my head?

That was in my head.

I thought we were in
your head. How did you...

I swear, I didn't do that on purpose.

It just... happened.

I'm so sorry.

Your mom... it's not
something I wanted to share.

Okay? You could have
at least warned me.

- I just said...
- I mean, do you just go around,

'cause that's... That's not cool.

Okay? If it's a weird betazoid
thing, then you should just...

I should what?

Control it better? Hide?

You can't just go into my
head and see things like that.

It's not a weird betazoid thing.

It's part of who I am.

I'm not for everyone. I get it.

Attention, Athena.

All cadets participating in today's

joint academy exercise

will report to the atrium in ten minutes.

- That's not what I meant.
- Stop.

I really am sorry.

Tarima.

There was a time when
star fleet could travel

through federation territory
without a second thought.

Today, the galaxy is a hell
of a lot more complicated.

As future

star fleet officers, you'll
encounter challenges

your predecessors never
had to imagine, let alone face.

It's our job to prepare
you for the unimaginable.

That preparation begins now.

Take a moment, look outside.

This is a ship graveyard.

A few years ago, the war
college began using this site

as a training ground for crisis response.

Today, the war college
and star fleet academy

will work together in a
joint training exercise.

We will be using that
ship... the USS miyazaki.

It carried an experimental
warp alternative

called "the singularity drive."

But when the crew first activated it,

the ship was destroyed

by a cascading series
of mechanical failures.

Her crew perished.

Half of you will go on board

to simulate a crisis response mission.

The other half will remain
on the a then a bridge on alert

so you can learn how
to effectively monitor

and support crew
members on away missions.

Chancellor.

You will work in two teams

to reactivate life support
aboard the miyazaki,

then restart the ship's
computer in under one hour.

Blue team, led by
lieutenant commander tomov,

will use starfleet's newest
plasma-based life-support system

and travel over via shuttle.

No questions will be permitted.

And no additional
information will be provided

while en route.

Blue team will have tactical
support from red team,

who will provide operational
and logistical support

fromathena's bridge.

Away missions only
succeed with teamwork.

Blue and red must work together.

If you fail to revive the
ship within 60 minutes,

the away team will return to the shuttle,

and both teams will be
replaced by the next rotations.

When shift change is called,
take your assigned stations.

Do not replace your red team counterpart

until handoff has been confirmed.

In the field, your life

and the lives of those
around you may depend

on your ability to make the
most of limited resources.

In five years, no team
has scored above 65%.

Good luck.

Attention, cadets.

Once you have finished
yourmiyazaki shift,

please report to the cadet master's office

for a mandatory debrief.

Are you meditating?

This challenge... echoes for me.

My path to the war college began

when I first read of the miyazaki

in tales from the frontier,

a source of hope in darker days.

Tales from the frontier?

A comic book.

Adventure stories of the
miyazakiand her crew.

I would have followed
captain chi anywhere.

Federation propaganda.

Feel-good, colonizing
bullshit to brainwash poor kids

into fighting the good
fight for big brother star fleet.

Or inspire them.

A concept clearly beyond
your understanding.

Enough jib-jab. Let's focus on teamwork.

I need you functioning
as a unit over there.

My shore leave depends on it.

Sir?

I wagered commander
lura you would be the ones

who finally restore
power on the miyazaki.

Don't let me down.

I haven't been off this ship in six months.

The cadets' shuttle

has departed shuttle bay, captain ake.

Scans show that all systems
and sensors are nominal.

They're approaching themiyazaki now.

Thank you, computer.

Commander tomov, what's your status?

Athena, we have lock. Do you copy?

Affirmative, commander tomov.

Lock is stable. You're clear to board.

Wake up that ship!

60 seconds, and I lose my bet

that you could jump-start life support

within two minutes of boarding.

Perhaps my confidence was misplaced.

Tick-tock.

Is programmable matter permitted?

It's not forbidden.

Cadet mir has done his homework.

Initiating reroute.

I can't believe you bet tomov

that blue team wouldn't
make it in two minutes.

- I want in.
- What's the wager?

An extra day of shore leave

against one gamma
shift watch says you lose.

They're already down to... 34 seconds.

Accepted.

30 seconds.

And when you are
standing your lonely watch,

I will be drinking ghan'aq
and reciting your name

along with the many who
have fallen to my superior...

Captain, we have power
readings on the miyazaki.

They did it.

Now I'm grumpy.

Well done, mir.

Life support is online.

You may deactivate your plasma shields.

You're welcome.

Captain, I'm getting
some weird readings here.

They look almost like transporter signals,

but I've never seen anything like it.

No, this signature is not us.

It's not star fleet.

Is this part of the exercise?

Nobody else has clearance to board.

- Scan for incoming vessels.
- 15.

No. Make that 30 unknown
power sources moving

in a spherical configuration
around the miyazaki.

Captain, ten new life-form readings

just appeared out of nowhere.

They're boarding the ship.

Emergency transport,
get blue team out now

and take us to lockdown mode.

No personnel in or
out of academy decks.

Talk to me, lura.

I cannot get a lock on blue team.

Our transporter signal is blocked.

There's a massive
energy field surrounding

the miyazaki.

It's jamming all systems.

I-I got no sensors, no comms.

- We're being hailed.
- Red alert!

Put it through.

I am n'duwo skra.

And I claim this salvage for the furies.

I am captain Nahla ake
of the united federation.

We are hungry, Nahla ake.

I would like to resolve
this situation immediately

to our mutual satisfaction.

Latinum. 30,000 bars.

You have five hours.

No star fleet vessels within a light-year,

or I eat his flesh.

What's happening?

Shift rotation has been suspended.

- Is this a drill?
- Would that it were. Stay put.

You've been running this exercise

for years with no problems.
We scanned every inch.

They arrived just after we did,
according to the last readings

we received before the
jamming field went up.

So they likely have a
cloaked vessel nearby.

Explains the five-hour window.

They probably can't maintain
their cloak for much longer.

We're paying the-the ransom, yes?

The latinum is set for transfer,

but, Nahla, you need to know that

the furies have a nasty
habit of killing their hostages

even after their demands are met.

What else do we know about them?

Almost nothing, except
they're human-alien hybrids.

Skra killed 19 guards breaking
out of prison the last time.

He operates in the disputed territories

and pays his mercenaries a fortune

because their survival
is never guaranteed.

All right, if their ship's
cloaked, maybe we can

take out their jamming field.

I have five capital ships
waiting to jump to warp

one light-year from your position.

There's no way a frontal
assault ends without bodies.

There may be another way.

But it sticks in my craw,
and I'm loath to even say it.

The furies have had a few dust-ups

with the venari ral in sector 119.

The man responsible for
getting rid of them is our old friend.

You're not actually suggesting

we ask nus braka for help?

Look, I fully recognize it's
a wildly dangerous gamble.

With less than five hours,
it's the best of bad options,

- not good ones.
- Excuse me.

The man tried to take over our ship.

I'm well aware, captain.

Starfleet intelligence indicates

that nus used some sort
of specialized weapon

to clear the furies out of sector 119.

Braka might be willing to
share that information with us

for a price.

How do we even know where he is?

Venari ral activity has increased

in the outskirts of federation space.

Intelligence suspects he's nearby.

Command is willing to
suspend his outstanding warrants

for 72 hours if he'll come to us.

The enemy of our enemy.

Is usually just another enemy.

This one's an asshole.

My cadets are trained to
deal with hostage situations.

They know the rules.

Tomov will keep them safe
until we find a viable solution.

Who goes out of the airlock first?

You... You go first!

Behind you! Look out behind you!

Go! Go! Go!

Get to the bridge now!

The miyazakibridge
has emergency seals.

Find the manual control!

- Almost there.
- Athena, come in.

Do you read me?

Comms for our deltas are down.

It's not that bad. I'm okay.

Bridge is secured.

This might scar.

What's a soldier without a few scars?

Are you sure you are not part klingon?

Why haven't they transported us out yet?

Or-or sent in a-a rescue
team or something?

Because the furies have
some tactical advantage

that they cannot overcome
without risking our lives.

- Or worst-case scenario...
- don't.

You heard that asshole earlier.

He was gonna send
a message to Athena

by chucking one of us out of the airlock.

- She's still there.
- Focus.

This is what we train for.

What happened back there?

- Commander tomov...
- Followed protocol.

He sacrificed himself.
Without even thinking.

A famous officer once said,

"the needs of the many
outweigh the needs of the few.

Or the one."

Move! Move, move!

Clear the door!

The emergency lockdown
system is not enough.

The force field is off. We
must bring it back online.

I have an idea.

Computer... Can you hear me?

The computer has been nonfunctional

for over a century.

Its main power is off. It is dead.

No, not dead. Just... Sleeping.

The computer was able to transfer itself

to the few undamaged
sections of the system,

but there's not enough
space left to download its data,

so it divided itself,

scattering pieces of its memory
into micro-pockets of code.

Waiting for someone
to put it back together.

A search through that many
lines of code would require years.

For you.

What is it, number one?

Something was just ejected

from the miyazaki'sairlock, captain.

Enhance.

No, no. No, no.

- Number one.
- They-they killed him.

Medbay, now.

I'm sorry.

Cadets, back to your training posts now.

Let's go.

Looks like it's nus's lucky day.

Let's hope the space
pirate's willing to parley.

Do it.

Nahla, Nahla, my space
boo, my solar flame,

my interstellar bestie!

The hills are alive with
the sound of murder

and I'm just, I'm wanked, spanked

and ready to be a diplomat.

You look terrible.

That is a slippery cat-piss aftertaste.

Lovely.

Overtones of creamy flatworm.

Wow!

Okay, as you asked, I
think that's every añejo

certified by the court
of galactic sommeliers

that our replicators are
capable of creating, so...

I appreciate it.

It's quite a different bouquet

when the federation's
deciding to be hospitable?

That's, that's fancy
Tequila talk, you know.

We appreciate you

consulting with us on our problem today.

Problem?

Yeah. Problem.

"Sorry, mom and dad, but,

we left your kids in the shredder."

I understand you may
have identified a weapon

to which the furies are vulnerable.

Yeah, you know why
I'm so good at my job?

- Humility?
- I know what I can do

and what I can't do.

And I can't control those savages.

Here's what you need
to get about the furies:

They hate being furies.

Yeah, they're in ball-clenching,
sphincter-puckering pain

all the time.

The only relief they get is to just

spooge it all over other people.

You can't rely on a species like that

to put business first.

You've built up a significant
smuggling operation

in the t-tauri system.

You noticed, admiral. Wow.

We understand that your
operation is the only way

some populations are able

to obtain certain
necessities in that sector.

Yeah. Well, you know,

I don't want to see anybody suffer.

Here's the offer.

Tell us what you used

against the furies, and we'll provide you

with additional humanitarian supplies.

Now, personally, I would
beat you into the next galaxy

for price gouging and extortion...

name the place, admiral, please.

See, this is the thing
about being a good guy.

You don't get what you want.

Now my dad was a bad guy

and if he wanted, he got to
beat the shit out of me hourly.

- Lucky man.
- Yeah.

I've got big shoes to fill.

Anyway.

Yeah, he always told me, he'd say,

"nustopher, if you want to
be a really excellent bad guy

"so people truly hate your guts,

"control the flow of traffic, boy.

"You do that, you'll make more

"selling crappy raktajino at rest stops

"than you'd ever make busying yourself

with cargo or pirates."

- Is there a point to this?
- Yes.

There is a point, admiral.

Stick with me.

You see, once upon a time

I had my own little piece of byway.

A lovely stretch of space
between two unstable wormholes.

Anybody who wanted to
get from taygeta I to taygeta iv

had to go via moi.

But not long ago,

the federation started
supplying dilithium to taygeta I,

and now the folks over
there can just bend space-time

and go right around me.

So I'm finding myself with a lot
of cold raktajino on my hands.

You want me to tell you how to get rid

of that batshit cannibal out there?

Stop supplying dilithium to taygeta I.

I'll need to speak with the president.

Yeah. Soon.

Yeah, I mean, I'm not on the clock, but,

your cadets are about to be

tender, tasty teen cutlets in a few hours.

Well, this is nice, right?

Alone at last?

I have been thinking
a lot about you, Nahla.

I haven't thought about you at all.

Maybe you should.

You're a means to an end.

You're at least smart
enough to know that.

You know... You never
talk to me, do you, Nahla?

Always talking at me.
Always talking through me.

From that first day you sent
me off to prison, you were so...

High and mighty.

Why don't we just see
if we can't start over

by having a conversation?

A conversation is...

A fair exchange of ideas between equals.

And you're right.

I don't see you as either fair... Or equal.

And you certainly don't set the terms.

Now, now, now. See, now
that's where you're wrong.

The one who sets the terms
is the one who doesn't care.

I don't care about your problems.

I don't care about dead cadets.

Your job is to figure
out what I do care about.

So, speak to me with respect, and...

sit your ass in that chair

until I tell you to get up...

or I won't help you find a way

to get your kids off that ship.

- What is it, cadets?
- See this debris displacement?

This reading was taken

just after the blue
team's shuttle launched.

That has to be the furies' ship
moving through the cloud here.

So they're now somewhere
between this point and the miyazaki.

Which means their navigator
is constantly adjusting

to remain undetected.

Excellent work, cadets.

- It was Genesis mostly.
- Commander lura,

we should use this to
track their most likely course

through the field since they arrived.

An ingeniously simple approach.

If the a then a starts
moving through the field

looking for them, they'll
know we're onto them.

But couldn't something like
a probe move undetected

if it goes really slow?

Like sub-impulse slow?

I've created a sensor profile

to scan for the size in debris
variation we'd need to target.

Cadet lythe, I've read your file.

You use your eyes with
the precision of a hengra.

You will help me pilot our space probe.

Cadet lythe, we'll start mapping
the safest route for that probe.

Reymi, you can give us a hand.

- Let's find that ship.
- Yes, sir.

Can't you go faster?

Any faster and I'll melt

whatever circuits the computer has left!

Speaking of melting!

N-Nine escape pods
available on deck 19.

Unauthorized intruders on the bridge,

bridge, bridge. 200
souls remaining on board.

M-M-Mayday.

Seven escape pods. Five. M-M-Mayday!

Computer, you've been
offline for 125 years,

you're not under attack.

Not under the same attack!

Unidentified input.

Input error. Procedure error.

Compu-computer, we're star fleet cadets.

Respond as we command.

Medbay, captain chi's
blood pressure is dropping.

Lieutenant nestor-zullo is unresponsive.

It is still trying to save its crew.

It doesn't know that they're gone.

So, how do we convince it?

The comics may be useful.

They detail the entire
history of the miyazaki

all the way up until the
moment the crew was lost.

Computer, read media input 737.

Look at its met a date.

Stardate 898898.3.

S-Scanning to verify

historical record of miyazaki c-c-crew.

Computer, bring the force field online!

Initiate command now!

Processing data.

The crew was off on another adventure.

This time, a rescue mission.

Something went terribly wrong.

Terribly wrong.

Caleb, hear me.

Find me.

Tarima, hey. Hey! Tarima.

Hey, tarima, hey, hey, hey.

Stay with me. You're good, you're good.

- You're good.
- I just connected to Caleb.

I think they're gonna die over there.

I can feel it, ocam, they
don't know what to do.

- They don't know what to do.
- Okay. You're okay, you're okay.

You know, I don't know how you do it.

Look after all these kids

when you've lost a kid yourself.

That's pretty obvious,
even for a lowlife like you.

- Time heals all, braka.
- Yeah, but...

You don't exactly
experience time, do you?

I mean, not like the rest of us.

Yeah, I've done my
homework, chancellor.

Yeah, I, I read

that since lanthanites
essentially live forever...

they can lose sight of
when things begin and end.

Did your dad teach you
your native language?

Because you don't
even have finality words

like "end" and "done."

I'm only half-lanthanite.

Still, I mean,

without the beginnings
and ends of things,

you could get caught in a trauma loop

that just goes on and on and on forever.

Right? I mean, that's terrifying.

That'll keep you up nights. Right?

Smart to become a
teacher, so you can see

the beginnings and
ends for all these kids.

Okay. Okay.

Okay. "Cards on the table" time.

You know we're scared of you, right?

Nahla ake, the captain who had the sand

to sacrifice her own
son to save her ship?

Yeah. We venari ral know all about that.

We are in awe of that.

How you got the sos when
your boy's ship went down,

but you... You stayed with your crew.

And, he was on a vessel
like the miyazaki, right?

And like the miyazaki, it
went down piece by piece,

system failure by system failure.

I mean, does staring at that
stir it all up again for you?

'Cause in one lifetime,
your son could've lived

the lifetimes of everyone
aboard your ship combined.

And if you'd jumped ship,
maybe you could've saved him,

maybe the two of you could've
shared that lifetime together.

I mean, we don't do that kind of sacrifice.

No, ma'am.

Or duty.

Or whatever you tell
yourself when you can't sleep

in an endless, endless night.

And now you've got our
mutual friend Caleb mir.

You know, alas, another
child you should've saved

a long time ago, but once again,

you chose some strange duty instead.

No.

He's on the miyazaki, isn't he?

With the cannibals.

No.

Those crazy bastards

don't quit until they taste blood.

I've seen them pick a
carcass clean, asshole and all.

And I'm talking about a klingon carcass.

Not to mention the
constant drain on my time,

my money, my firepower.

My, that-that is some
cosmic poetry right there!

What if he dies on that ship today?

How will you know if he forgives you?

And if you never
know, doesn't that mean

he dies for you over and over again,

every day, forever?

No, I am not lying when I tell you

I'm honestly scared for you, babe.

Captain ake, your presence
is required on the bridge.

Yeah, run on back.

You've got all the time in the world!

The cadets on the miyazaki
locked themselves on the bridge.

They're safe, but not for long.

Have they reestablished contact?

No. I can see them.

Through Caleb.

I can get to him through
whatever's blocking us.

Cadet sadal requires

a psilosynine dampening
implant for emotional control.

Permission to speak freely, sir?

That file's crazy old,
it's not her whole story.

It's not even accurate.

Look, betazoids are betazoids.

You know, we sense stuff.

But tarima's... She's special. She's more.

When she feels a strong
connection to someone,

she can go in.

But when, when... when I was little, I...

I couldn't control it.

I couldn't...

regulate.

That was before the implant.

If I got angry or hurt, I
could... I did damage.

It was an accident.

I understand.

It was dad.

She got angry and blew
out his auditory cortex.

Honestly, like, I think
she kind of did him a favor,

'cause I was trying to teach
myself the trumpet that week,

and our house was...

I'm so sorry.

I'm more in control now.

I can connect to Caleb
again and talk to him.

If something happens to him,

if something happens to any
of them, and I could've helped...

the power we'd be asking you to use,

the amount of psilosynine
flooding your system,

you could go into shock. Or worse.

One of the things the
war college has taught me,

that you taught me, is
to see the task clearly.

I can see what I have to do,

and I can see I'm the only
one on this ship who can do it.

Let me try.

Twice in past exercises,

our cadets have tried to
restore power on miyazaki

by reactivating the singularity drive.

The drive that caused
catastrophic failures

the last time it was turned on.

Last semester, my cadets installed

a program to safely restart it,

but failed for lack of time.

If sadal can tell the cadets

to restore the drive, even briefly,

the gravimetric displacement caused

by miyazaki'sdeflector would disrupt

the jamming field long enough
for us to transport them out.

Sir, from what I could
see, Caleb and the others

might not be able to get
to engineering... at all.

Sam, we're out of time!

- Almost there.
- The ship's computer

did everything it could to save them.

The crew did not survive.

I'm sorry. We're your new
crew. Now, do you understand?

The crew did not survive.

Down, down, down!

We are your new crew!

- Do you understand?!
- Come on, come on, come on.

Move, move, move!

Computer, activate force
field and seal that door!

Confirmed. Activating force field.

You are the new crew of themiyazaki.

Breach sealed. Awaiting
further commands.

They will find another way in.

What happened with nus?

The expected pedestrian
mind games, but he slipped up.

I knew he would if I
sat there long enough.

The furies won't leave him alone.

He knows they'll make his life miserable.

He needs us as much as we need him.

But... But?

Nus is a devious guy.

This is... Relatively straightforward.

Too straightforward.

I'm worried we're missing something.

This is the message to blue team.

Once you go under, I'll be monitoring you

and will reactivate your inhibitor

at any sign of danger.

But how will I know when to...?

You'll be able to hear my voice

and I will tell you when to give the order.

The federation agrees

to all your dilithium
distribution crap in taygeta I.

It's everything you asked for.

There's a shuttle waiting to fly you away

once you give us what we need.

Now, you wouldn't
respect me if I didn't ask

for a little sweetener, am I right?

There are incentives there

for every hostage you manage to free.

- Right, but...
- but you have a problem.

I'm sorry. I have a problem?

Yeah.

You're scared.

Ha!

Whatever you did to get
the furies off your back

in sector 119 won't
keep them off your back.

They're crazier than you are,

which I didn't think was possible.

I have full control of sector 119.

Bullshit. You're here
because you're a cringing

little crybaby coward
trying to get the federation

to keep a playground bully away.

Whoa. Hey. What...?

Cowards always have multiple agendas,

because deep down,
they know they're failures.

If I was a failure, I'd be dead.

We should all be so lucky.

Now, we can get rid of the maniacs,

or we can let them eat your
lunch until the end of time.

Don't be a dick.

Tell me how to stop the furies,
tell me what I need to know...

Hey! ...Or get the hell off my ship.

O-Okay!

Okay!

- They're bats?
- Part lynar.

Their inner ears are particularly sensitive

to high Sonic frequencies.

Nus used a Sonic weapon to
clear them out of sector 119.

Starbase j19-Alpha, it's
an experimental platform

for new weapon
systems not far from here.

They have an intrepid-class ship,

the sargasso, that
should be able to make

the necessary modifications en route

to emit a Sonic disruption beam.

How long before they could arrive?

Within a half hour.

So, assuming we find
that cloaked ship by then,

sargassocomes in hot, hits
them with the Sonic weapon.

When the cloak falls, it
drops the jamming field,

and we only have a
few precious seconds

to transport the cadets out

before the furies know what's happening.

As a backup, we use tarima
sadal to instruct the cadets to bring

the singularity drive online.

That breaks the field, and we grab them.

Lura, how we doing
on those coordinates?

Almost there. Braka has
departed with the shuttle.

We'll track his impulse
signature as long as possible.

Understood. Monitor his
comms while you're at it.

Already done.

Once we start this train, we can't stop it.

These are our cadets' lives.

Doctor. Send her in.

Here we go.

They're trying to disable the force field!

Caleb?

Caleb.

It's okay.

I'm here.

I didn't mean to make
you feel like a freak.

I've just never had someone
see that side of me before.

I know. Same.

- Am I about to die?
- No.

But you need to bring the
singularity drive back online.

It's the only way we can
beam you out of here.

That's impossible. It's
in main engineering.

Kelrec's convinced captain
chi would have been able

to access the drive from the bridge.

Once you do, tell b'avi to run tiny fireflies,

but don't activate the
drive until I give the order.

Tiny fireflies. That's
the name of the program.

Is tiny fireflies the final name

or are you accepting alternatives?

Maybe not the best
time to workshop this?

Find that remote
access to the drive. Hurry!

Computer, I need access

to main engineering
on the view screen now.

Sensors are damaged.
I will have to reroute.

I don't care! Do it! Do it now!

Probe search of location grid

sector 14 is complete, cadet lythe.

No enemy vessels detected.

Moving to sector 15 now.

It's like looking for a needle in a haystack

made of needles.

Maintain focus.

Just look for debris
variation greater than 60%.

You've got this, cadet.

Computer, main engineering
on the view screen.

Come on, come on, come on.

Main engineering access in progress.

Why did they stop?

Maybe they found a better way in.

Main engineering access in progress.

Main engineering access in progress.

What was that?

Tarima's sending us
instructions from Athena.

She's...

in my head.

- You and her have been...?
- Yeah.

And this is exactly how
I wanted to tell you, too.

Main engineering access complete.

Hey. Look.

Welcome to the main
engineering access portal.

The one and only singularity drive.

B'avi, tiny fireflies.

Those words mean anything to you?

They do.

No enemy vessels detected.

- Moving to sector 16.
- Come on, come on.

- Where are you?
- Scanning.

Scanning.

Debris variation in grid 117 at... 70%.

Gotcha, you bastard.

Excellent work, cadet lythe.

Sargassowill arrive at any moment.

The doctor confirms sadal
communicated with blue team.

We're standing by to
transport them aboard

the moment that jamming field drops.

Something's not right.

What do you know about j19-Alpha?

The space station
sargassowas docked at.

What kind of technology
are they testing there?

The highly classified kind.

Usssargasso here.

Deflector online, target acquired.

Transmission in two minutes.

Copy, sargasso. Go get them.

Transporters, stand
by to lock onto our kids.

Aye, captain.

Flow regulators are green,

but field strength is fluctuating.

Those are the safeties we installed.

Even then, the odds of
successfully cold-starting

a singularity drive are 80-to-one.

Didn't chi always defy the odds?

You read the comics?

Boredom.

Caleb.

Wait for my signal.

I'll tell you when.

Sargasso'sdeflector will
reach maximum power

in 30 seconds.

No tactical response
from the furies' vessel yet.

Captain, we've intercepted a
transmission from nus's shuttle.

It's encrypted, but it
was sent to that ship.

Get me that decryption.

Furies' vessel decloaking.

That isn't a furies' vessel. It's venari ral!

They were working
together the whole time.

That son of a bitch!

Maximum power to forward shields.

Evasive maneuvers.

Direct hit!

The sargassohas been
completely disabled.

Gods.

I have the encrypted message.

- No audio.
- Read it!

"They took the bait."

"Bon appétit."

Doctor, tell sadal to start the drive.

Lura, target that ship
with everything we've got!

Now, Caleb.

B'avi, go!

It is working.

Tiny fireflies.

B'avi... They're through.

Jamming field is down!

Lura, get the cadets out now!

Move.

They're through the
field! They're through!

Transporter control reengaged.

Trying to lock onto the cadets.

There is too much distortion.

Sam, watch out!

Sam!

What the hell happened?

She-she ripped it out
before I could stop her.

Jamming field is restabilizing.

I still cannot get a lock.

No!

Send me back. What happened?!

It's over.

I don't... Why are you bleeding?

There's a field of
flowers where I grew up.

I used to hide there when I was afraid.

Of what?

Me.

Tarima, come here.

Don't.

Look, I know you
won't want to be with me

after this, but at least
you'll be alive, okay?

What are you talking about?

No, no. No, no, no, no.

No, no. B'avi, wake up.

B'avi, please.

Jay-den, help me.

Jay-den, please help me.

Open your eyes, b'avi. Please.

You were right. He played us.

As soon as the sargasso
departed j19-Alpha,

six venari ral ships
decloaked and attacked.

Their distress call didn't
reach headquarters right away.

Its defenses held for 18 minutes

before the station was
boarded and ransacked.

He knew we'd call in the sargasso.

This was about him
getting on that station.

And we handed it to him.

We don't have final
numbers on the deceased yet.

Discovery'sstill collecting escape pods.

It'll be weeks before we find out

what exactly he was after on that station.

The president's called
for an emergency meeting

of the security council.

Nus braka is about to become

the most wanted man in the quadrant.

And no one sleeps until we
hunt him down and end him.

Go back to San Francisco.

Trauma counselors will be standing by

for you and your cadets.

This was my call, Nahla.

Not yours.

- He sprung a trap...
- please.

Don't.

Incoming message.

Source unknown.

Feel free to trace this transmission.

It'll give you something to do

while your federation
friends count body bags.

I want you to be okay, Nahla, I really do.

Because hating you
made me better at my job.

It's such a petty teenage
thing to say, but it's true.

I hate you.

Beyond the obvious reasons, I hate you

because you think your
way of life is better than mine.

She'll need a specialist,
but she'll be okay.

And that gives you the right

to infect the entire universe

with the federation's own special strain

of bureaucratic chlamydia.

And anyone who dares
disagree with you is...

your word... "a lowlife,"

and beneath contempt.

How is she?

Her vitals are stable,

but we don't know how
long she'll be in a coma.

So you lost here today
because I see you, Nahla.

I see you.

Fortunately, you know, all that hate

opened doors in my mind.

And now I know what
I'm truly capable of.

I know!

You know, it's funny... I was thinking,

you sent your kid to
his death to save many.

But this is kind of the opposite, right?

You got your kid back
and everyone else died!

How's that for a trauma loop?

My gift to you.

But wait. There's more.

I still owe you something.

And believe me, it is
coming with a big red bow.

A special gift, just for you.

You have no idea what a difference

you've made in my life, Nahla.

I want to thank you.

'Cause you're the
best teacher I ever had.

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