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Previously
on Star Trek: Discovery...

Be quick, Ensign.
Come nightfall,

the ice,

it infests everything.

But you look like
you can handle yourself.

You're free to go.

I won't last the night.

They're running out
of dilithium, the Chain.

That's why Osyraa wants me back.

I'm the only one who knows.

I'm reading
that there is dilithium

dispersed
throughout this entire planet.

I think we may have

just found the source
of the Burn.

Number One, you have the conn.

Adira?

He'll need this medication
to survive

until Discovery comes back.

Hey!

I'm here. Where are you?

If more than a day goes by,
there's no point.

Gotcha.

-Where are the others?
-We have to go back for them.

It's Osyraa.

Black alert!

What is that?

-I won't help you.
What you want
is irrelevant.

No!

This isn't over.

I think it is.

Coordinates
for Federation Headquarters

are already set.
Get us out of here.

No. No.

We're too late.

Get a message to the Viridian
to reduce firepower

to six percent.

If they keep hitting this hard,
they'll blow a real hole in us,

and then all this subterfuge
is pointless.

Yes, sir.
Hailing the Viridian now.

Any word from Captain Saru?

Their comms are being jammed.

How long has Discovery
been under attack?

And why didn't we see it
in our long-range sensors?

They jumped into range
with the Viridian attached.

Osyraa found a way to compromise
their mycelial field?

Seems so.
Both vessels bear ionic residue

consistent with signatures
from the Verubin Nebula.

Shut down
all nonessential comms channels

-and find out which ones
have been compromised.
-Yes, sir.

She was waiting for them
like an Altarian spider.

Lieutenant Teemo,

any communications
with Discovery yet?

-Nothing.
-How long before they reach
our shields?

Three minutes.
Shall we let them in, sir?

Not yet.

Where are we
on securing the ship?

All life signs accounted for.
Bridge crew have been taken

to the ready room.
The rest are in the brig.

-And the ship's
operating systems?
-Nearly all have been

successfully converted
to our systems.

-"Nearly all"?
-There's a small bit of code

that's proving hard to delete.

Computer.

It appears to be
ancient Earth entertainment.

How much memory is this,
uh, eating up?

-Practically nothing.
-Turn it off.

Tell the Viridian

to increase speed.

It should look
like they're gaining on us.

We're getting close
to the Federation shields, sir.

We'll be destroyed.

They wouldn't take that chance.

Not while they still think we
might be the crew of Discovery.

They're pulling back.
That last torpedo came in

at less than ten percent.
Just a big show.

-No talking.
-Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

-Eyes forward!
-You don't need to
keep any other hostages.

All you need for leverage
is the captain of the ship.

And that's supposed to be you?

Hello, sweetheart.

Remember me?

Make the kill next time

instead of leaving the job
to the ice.

What were you saying?

I have the conn.

Oh, you have the conn.

Oh. I must say, I'm impressed.

You've done a bang-up job.

It took us all of 12 minutes
to capture your ship and crew.

I'm sure
under lesser leadership,

it would've been ten.

Yeah, well, you're never gonna
get what you want

unless you release
the rest of the crew.

Or the Federation will realize
how inept you are and beg us

to keep you.

Guess we'll find out.

Osyraa doesn't want
anyone touched.

Not even this one.

Move.

-Oh! Oh, that was close.
-That is why

even couriers steer clear
of the courier network.

ETA to FHQ is 90 seconds.

Up ahead. Wanderer-class ship.

What's left of it. Not good.

There's no morphing around that.

Shields at 20%.

Discovery just entered
the gravity well.

If we don't let her in, she'll
be crushed against the shields.

Contact in 60 seconds, sir.

Open a port just big enough
for Discovery to pass through.

Bring her in via tractor beam
to a secure location.

Security team at the ready.
Fully armed.

Sir, another ship's approaching.

It's Mr. Booker's.

They are extending subspace.

What the hell is going on here?

Commander Michael Burnham

to Federation Headquarters.

Burnham to HQ. Do you copy?

-Comms are fried.
-They're letting her in.

30 seconds
to the shield barrier.

Osyraa did the same thing
on Benthos IV.

Got through the shields,

then blew up
the presidential palace.

We have got to get back
on Discovery.

Tractor beam range
in 20 seconds.

-Grudge secure?
We should
all be so cozy.

Then let's do this.

Ten seconds counting down.

Ten, nine,

-eight, seven...
Proximity alert.

Six.

Proximity alert.
Five.

Proximity alert.
Four.

Proximity alert.

Three.
-Come on.

-Proximity alert.

Two.
-Proximity alert.

One. Brace for impact.

Contact the Viridian.

-Tell them to stay at the ready.
Will do.

Are you ready to talk
to the Federation yet?

Hold them off.
Right now, I want to know

how the hell did a ship fly
into my shuttle bay?

They got in
just as shields went down, sir.

You should have seen them coming
and blown them out of the sky.

How many life signs on board?

Can't tell.
Fire-suppression protocols

are blocking all sensors.

My regulators are on their way.

Whoever it is, I'll handle them.

-I want them alive.
-You got it.

Ah.

I cannot believe
this is 900-year-old technology.

Nine hundred and thirty.

It must have been
the Golden Age of Science.

It's remarkable.

Tell me the greatest scientist
in three sectors

has figured out
how the spore drive works.

Well, it is quite a puzzle.

That's where the "greatest
scientist" part comes in.

What is clear

is that he's a conduit
of some kind

for the mycelial network.

But to know more,

I will need to do a bioanalysis.

Is it... safe to work here?

Of course.
Our enemies are secure.

I would never let
anything happen to you.

You know that.

But you seem worried.

I'm in hostile territory,

about to take
the gamble of my life.

To think the Federation
would hoard their technology,

but you would free us all
of the yoke of dilithium.

The galaxy is
a much better place

with you in it, Osyraa.

Work fast, old friend.

We may need to jump away
if things go awry.

Computer.

Play file 73
for Invigilator Aurellio.

Thank you.

The DOTs have nearly put out
all the fires.

We only have a few minutes
before the Regulators

-show up.
-Okay. Queen is safe and secure.

-I found another dose
of radiation meds.
-Oh.

All right.

Now we got to find Stamets.
Osyraa can't jump without him.

You have to find Stamets.

It's a concealing device.

Hides the life sign
from sensors.

Took it off a tosser
who was stealing

my cargo
at the Theskian Exchange.

Works like a charm.

-But I've only got one.
-We stick together.

Hey. They're expecting
to find a pilot in here.

Once the smoke clears,
they'll read our life signs,

and I don't know Discovery
half as well

-as you.

Go save the day, Michael.

Is this the wrong moment
to tell you

that I love you
for the first time?

Not quite the first.

You talk in your sleep.

Okay, stay out of sight
till I lead them away.

I love you, too.

Fan out!

I see a life sign!

On the ship.
Take them alive.

Any response from Booker's ship

-or Discovery?
-No, sir.

There's a transport jammer
of some kind on Discovery.

What's the Viridian doing?

Nothing yet, sir.

Just sitting out there
beyond our shields.

Why would Osyraa
come by herself, just her ship?

She knows part of our fleet
is at Kam...

All vessels, weapons hot.

Prepare to fire on Discovery
on my command.

Sir?

-Osyraa.

She's not on the Viridian.
She's on Discovery.

And we just let her
in the front door.

You two, back it up.

No talking.

If this one gives you
any trouble,

you keep him alive

but make him wish otherwise.

Yes, sir.

Till the next time.

Looking forward to it,
sweetheart.

-Come on.

-Hey.
-Let's go.

On our way to Sector 4.

Be right there. Just...

Hey.

Transport function unavailable.
-Come on.

Transport function unavailable.

Regulator 524, report to Deck 3.

Put the fleet
at Kaminar on red alert.

-We should expect retaliation.
Aye, sir.

All ships in position, Admiral.

Prepare to fire on my mark.

Sir, a message from Discovery.

Osyraa?

-Hold fire.
Standing by.

Put her through.

This is Minister Osyraa
of the Emerald Chain.

This is Admiral Vance of the
United Federation of Planets.

Surrender
or prepare to be fired upon.

I assure you that there is
no need for any of that.

I apologize that I arrived
under such pretenses.

What do you want?

I'm here to talk.

Where is Discovery's crew?

Oh, they're boarding shuttles
as we speak.

I'm holding on
to your bridge crew,

but the others should be
with you shortly.

Remove your jammer,
and I'll beam them over myself.

That's a security allowance
I am not prepared to make.

But you will find them all
in excellent health,

a good-faith gesture on my part.

A good-faith gesture would be
to let everyone go.

Now, Admiral,

we both know
that I need some leverage.

But...

if things go well--
and I hope they do--

then you will have them
all back in no time.

I look forward
to hearing from you.

Shuttle on its way
from Discovery.

Have Security and Medical
intercept them.

And prepare the ready room.

I guess
we might be having a visitor.

This is Team 5 Leader...

Regulator Team 3,

report to the bridge,
fully armed.

Osyraa has left the ship,

is heading
to Federation Headquarters.

All others...

Commander
Michael Burnham broadcasting

on a secure sub-relay.

Communication code
Alpha-Uniform-996.

Message to Gabrielle Burnham.

Mayday.

Emerald Chain
has hijacked Discovery

and infiltrated
Federation Headquarters.

Mayday.

Mom, they have taken over
all of our systems.

The way things are going...

...I might not see you again,

until another distant future.

Maybe Dad will be there.

I love you.

Regulator Team 1,
report to Deck 10.

Regular Team 2, send an
extra body over to Engineering.

Invigilator Aurellio wants
to take the neural lock

-off his subject.
-Mm.

All right.

Here we go, Paul.

Welcome
to Federation Headquarters.

Where's your president?

Since this is
a security situation,

the president has authorized me
to negotiate with you

for the release of Discovery
and its crew.

Is that satisfactory to you?

Whatever gets the job done.

Initiation of hostilities
by Starfleet officers

will not be tolerated.

But should our visitors decide
to initiate hostilities,

you have permission
to respond with force.

Is that clear?

Aye, sir.

Shall we?

Lead the way.

You think we don't know
you're sending messages?

Osyraa said we're not
to be harmed, so...

You don't want to get
on her bad side, do you?

No talking.

Come on.

You two will get us killed.

What, you worried
about them or you?

-They're being juvenile.
-I'm not dying in here
because they're bored.

-Shut up! All of you!
-Don't think Osyraa
would really like that.

...right now.
-And stop!

What the hell was that tapping?

Morse code.

Year one.
Starfleet Academy.

What were you saying?

I was telling him
to keep tapping.

Well-played, all of you.

Computer.
Access denied.

Osyraa will have taken over the
whole operating system by now.

-Could you hack into it?
-I can try.

Michael's out there
on her own right now.

-We've got to do better
than try.
Use this.

-She's not with Dr. Culber
and the captain?
-They're still in the nebula.

Dr. Culber said they wouldn't
survive past four hours.

Adira took radiation tablets.
Bought them some time.

Wait, Adira's down there, too?

We got to jump right there
once we take back the ship.

Bryce, can you monitor comms?

-On it.
-Okay.

Owo, Detmer, Rhys,
try to get that back door open.

It leads to a maintenance shaft.

And the rest of us
are gonna start barricading

the turbolift doors.

Next regulator
who tries to step through

is gonna lose a head.

What's with the holo?

And why is he staring at me
so intently?

It's de rigueur
during negotiations

to use a biometric
lie detector system.

Even among allies.

Where's the fun in that?

Nobody seemed to like it when
a red light would just go off,

so we gave it a face.

Hmm.

A human face, of course.

She does not.

Still, it's hard to begin
a productive conversation

when I haven't been able
to speak

to the officers on board
my ship.

-Um, lie detector thingy...
-Eli.

Eli,

the bridge crew
of the Discovery are safe,

and my crew have been given
orders not to harm them.

Aside from a few scratches
and bruised egos,

everyone is fine.

Bruised egos.

Well...

it was so easy to take the ship,

I almost thought
that it was a trap at first.

Then I realized
Captain Saru wasn't on board,

just an ensign with the conn.

Did you send Saru to Kaminar?

You said you wanted to talk.
Let's talk.

What do you want?

I want peace.

I want the Emerald Chain
to unite with the Federation.

Well, you're gonna have
to expand on that one.

Every empire falls.

It would be foolish to think
that we can remain

where we once were
when we're out of dilithium.