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Previously on "The Rookie"...

Hi. I'm Dr. Morgan
from the CDC.

My sister is dead.
They need to pay.

I get it.

My little sister was taken
away from me a long time ago,

and I spent most of my life

thinking of all
the different ways

I would hurt the
person responsible.

I'm scared.

Elijah is coming for us,

and they're counting
on me to protect them.

Metro would be
a good fit for Tim.

How do you create that opening?

I don't know, like you
said, the five-player trade.

Lieutenant Pine just
called me 15 minutes ago,

and I'm going
over. That's great.

Detective Misha Porter.

I teach at the undercover
academy up in Sacramento.

Well, I'm doing some recruiting,
and your name keeps coming up.

I'm here to recruit you.

Who is it?

I don't know.

Hello?

Loca, you
gotta stop texting.

I told you, I'm grabbing
a drink at Zona Rosa.

I'll be home when I'm home.

Wrong number?

What's happening? The U. C. I
trained with, distress call.

He needs a covert rescue.

What are you doing?
Backing you up.

A short drive.
What's the problem?

No problem.

You send the address.
I'll meet you there.

What?

You don't trust us? No, dude.

I just told my old
lady I'd be around.

You know how it is.

Nono. Oh, man.

What the hell? You
said you'd be home.

I got three sick kids
and someplace else to be.

Damn, baby. I'm
sorry. Damn, man.

You let your baby mama talk to you
like that? Yo. Who is talk to you?

It's bad enough that you roll
into the club without me,

but you gotta do it with
all these inbred white boys.

What'd you just
say? Did I stutter?

Hey, chill!

All right. She didn't
mean nothing by it.

It's just displaced
anger towards me.

Mm-hmm.

Now, I got to deal
with this tonight.

Can we hook up tomorrow?

Yeah. Okay.

This right here
tells me something

about your commitment level.

Hey, Vince, you know
I'm down with the cause.

Really?

Hey, I'm just trying
to keep the peace!

Okay, let's go.

Damn, you came in hot.

Damn.

All clear.

Noah Foster. Tim Bradford.

I'm impressed you managed to
scrounge up backup this fast.

Yeah, I mean, helps he
was sleeping in my bed.

Oh! Oh, you're that Bradford.

Curious to know
what that means. No.

Okay, so, who did we
just rescue you from?

"The Army of Freedom."

Militia group born
in Victorville.

I started running with
them about a month ago.

Still haven't managed to
breach their inner circle yet.

Pushed a little
too hard tonight?

Maybe. But I had
to roll the dice.

They're about to
move something big.

That can't be good.

I need to go brief my
guys in Victorville,

then I need a local assist.

Is that doable? 100%.

We'll set you up
at Mid-Wilshire.

You...

Damn it, it's good to
see you, Hot Pants.

Hot Pants? It's
an inside joke.

♪ Whoa, oh, oh, oh,
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ I'm gonna win for you like
I know you want me to do ♪

Sorry.

Excuse me.

Can I just... Okay.
You know what?

We are a mess.

Totally out of sync.
What do you expect?

We're living in Elijah's
crosshairs.

Who's that?

Oh, I forgot. Charlie's
starting today.

He's the private
security guy I hired.

I thought we agreed that
was a waste of money.

We have two units on us 24/7.
You said it was my call,

and I feel like more
security is always better.

I'm just saying we don't
need some massive Neanderthal

who smells like chaw and
gun oil in our house.

Mr. Evers, Charlie Bristow
from X-Ring Security.

Y-You're Charlie?

Mm-hmm.

Uh, I just assumed
that you were a man.

Mm-hmm.

No problem. Happens
all the time.

Please come in.

Detective Lopez,
it's a pleasure.

You have a lovely
home. Thank you.

I'm running late, but first,

can you remind me what
your qualifications are?

Of course.

I spent eight years in the SAS

working mostly counterterrorism
ops in Iraq and Afghanistan.

Went private the last three
years doing security work

for high-level individuals,
which brought me to Los Angeles.

That's impressive.

Okay, well, we have units
on us 24/7. Yes, ma'am.

I introduced myself to
the officers out front

so we could coordinate
your movements.

First question,

do I go with you or
stay with Mr. Evers?

I can handle my own security.

I have no doubt.

I've seen your
shooting record...

Five-time LAPD champion,
pistol and long gun.

Uh, the thought was is that
you would be wherever Jack is.

And I'm working from home today
so I can have you get settled.

Great. Plenty of time to
get to know each other.

Wonderful.

Hey. Honey.

Hey. Hey.

Happy Valentine's Day. Mm-hmm.

Okay.

No, I'm not
calling you stupid.

I'm telling you, the
package wasn't delivered.

No, I don't want
to be put on hold.

Can you believe this?

Customer service is an oxymoron.

She is an oxymoron.

Thank you for driving.

It is never a good idea for
me to operate heavy machinery

when doing this.

Any idea why we're
having a joint briefing?

No, but it looks like Highway
Patrol's already here, too.

Yes. Hi. I'm here.

I don't care what
your system says.

Yes, I've checked
the front door.

It's a bike.

I think I would notice
climbing over a bike-sized box

to get into the house.

I mean... Yeah,
I'm just gonna...

Hello. This is the homeowner.

We did not receive the
package, and it was not stolen.

We would have caught
it on the door cam.

So either track the package
or just refund her money.

Thank you very much.

There you go.

What was that?

Just being helpful.
I was handling it.

It didn't seem like that.

Excuse me.

Well, you seemed upset, so
I-I thought it would help.

If I needed help, I would ask.

Actually, that's not true.

You never ask for
help.

Even when you need it.

I cannot believe you
are taking her side.

Nyla, she's my mother.

It's creepy.

She likes to look at Leah
through the baby monitor.

How is that creepy?

"I noticed your robe
was a little worn out.

I sent you a new one."

Free robe. What's the problem?

She saw the robe on the monitor
while I was breastfeeding.

Oh.

Cut her off.

You're kidding.

Thanks.

Kidding about what?

Uh, nothing.

Okay.

You left so early.

I had this whole Valentine
breakfast planned.

You were up late. I,
uh... I let you sleep.

Yeah. I'm s... I'm sorry.

It was so nice to catch
up with Noah, though.

Uh-huh.

We didn't keep you up, did we?

No. It's fine. Hey.

Are you okay?

Yeah, fine.

Yeah, we should get in there.

The briefing's
about to start. Oh.

Finally. I'll get right to it.

This is Detective Foster
with Victorville P. D.

He's been undercover for
the last three months.

Get a good look.

If you see him in the field,

pretend like you don't know
him, but he is one of us.

That being said, Detective.

I've been working a group
called "The Army of Freedom."

Wannabe militia tough guys

who are becoming
increasingly active.

Yesterday, I caught
wind of a new operation.

Is it some kind of
an attack? Possibly.

But what I did overhear

was talk of sourcing lab
equipment and chemicals.

Mobile drug lab?

That was my first thought.

Then we're most
likely talking meth.

For most of these
radical groups,

narcotics is their
main source of income.

And two weeks ago,

my department brought down
their primary meth lab.

All those volatile chemicals,

might as well be a bomb
driving around the city.

Exactly. Did you get a plate?

No plate. No VIN.

From the quick look I did get,

it was a older white truck

with a purple or
blue faded stripe.

Did you have any luck
reconnecting with them

after last night? No. My
main contact, Vince Jameson,

hasn't returned any of my texts,

which means I've
either blown my cover

or he's a criminal with
poor social skills.

Time will tell. A list
of known militia members

have been given
to L. A. CLEAR.

We'll coordinate through them to
have a central hub of information.

Look, we're gonna do a full
court press on this truck.

If anyone sees a vehicle
even loosely matching

the description, let us
know, we'll stop and FI them.

Lopez and I will hit up our CIs,

see if any of them have
heard of a mobile drug lab.

If anyone comes across
the actual truck,

isolate it, and then
call the bomb squad.

All
right, that's it.

Be safe out there.

Bradford, Chen, hold back.

I want
Metro to be ready

to move on these guys
in a moment's notice.

Of course. Not "of course."

Last week, I needed you on
the check cashing robbery.

It took Metro two
hours to show up.

We were on another job.

That's why you'll be riding
with Chen and Foster today.

So there'll be no delays.

I want this thing
off my streets ASAP.

Yes, sir.

Everything okay with Bailey?

Oh, we started the
day with a fight.

You know, Valentine's Day, it...
It can be a lot of pressure.

No, it's not...
It doesn't matter.

It'll all blow over by tonight.

We were planning on celebrating
tomorrow night anyway.

Mm.

Avoid the mad grab
for reservations?

No, we just know how exhausted
we'll be by the end of the day.

Why do you say that?
Oh, you don't know?

Valentine's Day is the most
dangerous day of the year.

Thank you.

So, Sergeant Frey hated Noah.

I don't know
what I did to piss her off,

but she adored you. Yeah.

I mean, everybody
adores me, right?

Hm? Yep.

Hey, you really think you
were burned last night?

I was pushing pretty
hard to get intel.

Maybe I should have held my
nerve and gone with them.

Noah, you know better than that.

Rule number one
of U. C. work...

Never follow to a
secondary location.

No mission is worth getting
yourself killed over.

Yeah, I know, but
it's driving me crazy

I might have messed
this one up. Yeah.

Well, hey, have you
called April yet?

She must be thrilled
that you're out.

We broke up.

Well, she broke up with me.

Oh.

Apparently, I was "closed off"

and it was like
"dating a robot."

I'm sorry.

Well...

I'm starting to think
the undercover life

isn't conducive to a
happy relationship.

Well, I mean,

that probably depends
on the couple.

Is that why you're
still on patrol?

New relationship
trumps new career?

No. I've worked a few U.
C. Cases since graduating.

Well, one.

Well, far be it for me to judge,

but you were by far the most
talented cop at U. C. school.

Be a shame if you
didn't take the plunge.

All right, our search
grid is zone three,

La Cienega to Western.

Copy that.

Sir, can you do me a favor?

Sure. Wait.

All the possibilities just
flashed before my eyes.

Uh, let's go with...
I'll see what I can do.

Well, there's a case file
I was hoping to read,

but since I'm a rookie,
I don't have access.

Oh, sure, I can talk to
Lieutenant Carradine,

see if I can get a copy for you.

Which file is it?

My sister's murder.

Celina.

I just want to see if
they've really done

everything they can
to find the guy.

Are you sure that's it?

Because if it were me,

I'd want the file
to try and solve it.

I mean, it doesn't hurt to try.

Actually, in this case, it does.

You know what goes
into those reports.

The details, the photos.

I know what he did to her.
I was there at the hospital.

You were 9.

You think you know
what she went through.

If you were to read that report,
those images would haunt you.

And I need you focused
for your training.

Any other file. Not that one.

I'm sorry.

All right, well, let me
know if you hear anything.

Any luck?

None of my CIs have
heard of this mobile lab.

Got a lead? Uh, no.

My mother-in-law
thinks Leah looks cold.

Oh, she's visiting?
No. No, no, no.

Uh, our baby cam
has a web feature,

and James sent her the link.

So she can feel more
connected. That's great.

Okay. Are you... Are
you taking his side?

Since when is a pro-grandma
stance controversial? Okay.

Lopez, go to channel
13. What's up?

The whole mother-in-law
situation...

Sweet or creepy?

Situational. Why
are you asking?

James hooked her up
with the baby cam feed.

Oh, no, that's
definitely creepy.

You need to cut
her off. Thank you.

Now, here's my question.

Wesley hired private
security on the Elijah front,

and he says he thinks
he hired a guy,

but this morning, an ex-British
Special Forces hottie

showed up at our door.

You think he's lying? Uh...

More importantly,
what's her name?

Why? So you can find a photo?

Uh, yeah.

It's Valentine's Day,
and I'm flying solo.

Charlie Bristow.

Charlie Bris...

Wow.

Damn.

I'm sure she was probably
the most qualified candidate.

This woman is with
your husband right now?

Yes.

I would shut that
down so fast. Okay.

You guys... You guys, you are
all overreacting, all right?

Wesley is not the cheating type.

He's not as squeaky
clean as you think.

Wait. Seriously?

There's a meth lab
cobbled together

by a bunch of mouth breathers
speeding through our city.

We need to focus.

Why are you so cranky?
First Valentine's Day.

You should be basking
in the glow of new love.

That's right. What are
you guys doing tonight?

We are not talking about
Valentine's Day plans

on an open channel.

At least one
of you has some sense.

Nolan, Harper,

I need you to divert
back to the station.

We have a developing situation

that needs immediate
attention. Copy that.

Copy. And, Lopez,

get that woman
out of your house.

Whoa. What
the hell is all this?

Shall we?

Dr. Morgan.

I'd say it's a pleasure
to see you again,

but your news is
usually terrifying.

Well, this is no different.

We had a containment
failure at LAX.

What does that mean?

Three travelers who
should have been

pulled aside for
quarantine weren't

and are currently at
large in Los Angeles.

What were they exposed to?

Ebola.

Matthew Northrop, Kip
Sherborn, and Robert Betts

all landed at LAX two hours ago

on the same flight from Nigeria.

We need to track them down
and take them to St. Stephen's

for quarantine.

Based on when we think
they were exposed,

we've got about five hours.

Okay. So just to clarify,
you want us to round up

Ebola patients and, what,

transport them in
the shop with us?

An ambulance in hazmat mode
will meet you at every location.

But we should wear
gloves and face shields.

Yes. The good news...
Ebola is not airborne.

And if these men are
not exhibiting symptoms,

they are not infectious.

And if they are
exhibiting symptoms?

Exercise extreme caution
and avoid contact

with all bodily fluids.

Great. So it's a
regular Tuesday for us.

We will exercise
all the cautions.

Hm. Matthew Northrop's phone
just pinged at his house,

but no one is answering.

Okay. Send us everything
you have on these guys.

You go grab Matthew. We
will focus on the other two.

Can do. We'll 9-5-2 when
we get Matthew in hand.

Good luck.

This Ebola thing won't
be on the news, will it?

I'm sure it'll get
out eventually.

You don't want
your mom to worry.

I'll just tell her
it's my day off,

and I'll send some old
pictures of me at the beach.

You put a lot of effort
into protecting your mom.

How long has it been
since she left the house?

Five years?

You know, since the
case was never solved,

every guy she sees, she
thinks, "Is that him?

Did he kill my daughter?"

She can't handle it.

That's why you want answers.

I can't pretend it's selfless.

I want answers for me, too.

I know it's the
longest of long shots,

but if there's any chance
I could help find this guy,

I don't care what I
have to go through.

Whatever it is will be nothing
next to what she endured.

I'm gonna do my best
to get you that file...

Really? but I'm going
to read it first

and then decide whether or
not to pass it along to you.

That's all I'm asking
for. Thank you.

You know, you should cut your
mother-in-law some slack.

Excuse me? Look, I'm sure
this is hard for her,

and she's just trying to
be a part of Leah's life.

And she is more than
welcome to do so,

but she does not need
24/7 access to my home.

Come over for brunch on a Sunday
like a normal grandparent.

Okay. And when's the last
time you invited her?

See?

Maybe if you included her more,

she wouldn't go all
George Orwell on you.

Minding my own
business starting now.

Yeah. Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

Is this gonna be
awkward with Bailey?

One way to find out. Hi!

Don't even. Yeah,
she's still mad.

I'm not mad! I just don't
know how to ask for help.

Oh. You did not
say that to her.

Okay. Can we focus
on the task at hand?

Rhymes with "she-mole-a."

That's not even a word.

I know. That was the joke.

It's so much better when you
have to explain the jokes.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. I
didn't do it, Officers.

And firewoman. Huh?

Matthew Northrop?

Guilty as charged.

Why the face shields?

You were exposed to
Ebola on a recent trip.

We're gonna need
you to come with us.

Wait. What?

Yeah, you might want
to pack some toiletries

and a change of clothes.

Are you here alone?

Uh, yes.

Who you talking to, stud?

Ebola is spread
through bodily fluids.

Uh, ma'am, you're gonna want
to pack some clothes, too.

You gave me Ebola?

Uh, Mrs. Northrop, I-I know
this sounds scary, but...

We're not married.
But it said he...

Oh.

You're married?

We'll give you a moment
to put some clothes on.

Do I have to ride in the
same ambulance with him?

I'm afraid so.

Baby.

Baby, I can explain.

Did she seem more angry
about the Ebola or the wife?

Airship-1. Still
no sign of target truck.

No, I just want to know
if you heard from him.

Nah, there's no problem, man.

I'm just trying to
connect, you know.

Out with it. No, that's
not what happened.

What? What is wrong
with you today?

No. Listen, Darren. No,
no, no, no, no, man.

Nothing.

Bull.

You haven't... You haven't
even called me Hot Pants once.

I mean, is it... is it
Noah? Are you jealous?

Well, look. I had
to go home to her.

No. You know how it is.

But... This is about you

going behind my back
to get me into Metro.

Look, Vince knows
that I'm down to roll.

I did not...

Hey, hey, hey. Hey. Yeah,
yeah, yeah. It's me.

I had to do something.

You were miserable
riding that desk.

Okay. Ok... Fine. But how do
you think that makes me look?

What? How does
it make me look?

My girlfriend has to
solve my problems for me?

Please tell me this is not
some fragile-male-ego thing.

That... That is not
what's happening here.

Are you just mad that
I solved this problem

better than you did?

You think that's why I'm mad?

W... Come on! We were
just trying to help.

"We"?

Who else was involved?

Did I say "we"? I meant "me."

Me was trying to help...
I was trying to help.

Oh, they're definitely
freezing me out.

None of my contacts
are getting back to me.

7-Adam-100.
L. A. CLEAR just flagged

an incoming 911 call from
one of your militia members,

Vince Jameson.

Would you patch it
through, please?

Help. I need help.

Yes, sir. What's
the nature of your emergency?

It got on me. I can't breathe!

What got on you? Sir,
what were you exposed to?

They left me.
Please. I'm dying.

Dispatch, we need the
address for that call.

Sir, can you hear me? We
have officers on the scene

and an ambulance
on the way. Sir?

It might be too late.

He might not be
alone. Stay alert.

Body.

Geez.

Meth did not do
that to his body.

No. That's chemical
weapons exposure.

Look, your militia
is not making meth.

They're making sarin gas.

As if we're not busy enough.

It's definitely
chemical-weapons exposure.

My guess is sarin gas.
I've seen it before.

Where? Sorry. It's classified.

Boys love saying that.
Bring me up to speed?

We've been tracking
what we thought

was a mobile meth lab
tied to a militia group.

Oh, you got the lab part
right but the cook part wrong.

Yeah, basically.

As if we're not busy enough.

That's what I said.

Accidental exposure?

It seems likely.

They were either
loading supplies or...

Or preparing
for an attack.

Worst case, what
kind of body count

are we looking at
if this is sarin?

Depends on several variables...
Concentration of the gas,

population density,
weather conditions.

The good news is, sarin
evaporates quickly.

The threat is immediate
but short-lived.

Well, they'll want to release
it somewhere contained,

maximize effectiveness.

I'll notify the
brass and the Feds,

put together a target list.

I'll get another rapid
response team in the field.

What's wrong?

Oh, nothing. I was
just checking on you.

The news is crazy.

We're on top of the
sarin gas situation.

I was talking about
Ebola. There's sarin gas?

Forget I said anything.

I'll try.

Look, I just wanted to
call and say I love you

and I'm sorry
about this morning.

I'm sorry, too. We're both
under a lot of stress.

Uh, why is Charlie
holding our son?

Oh. Uh, he was fussing,
and she kind of swooped in.

She's really good with him.

I gotta go.

Uh, Ange...

Vince has a sister
in Eagle Rock.

Well, let's get her down
here, show her what happened

to her brother, see
if she knows anything.

We got a situation.

A friend of our
second Ebola suspect

just heard that Kip's girlfriend
went into labor an hour ago.

Where?

Sir, I need you to
stop right there.

What's going on?

Seriously, I don't
know what's going on,

but I don't have time for it.

My girlfriend is
about to have a baby,

and I barely made
it back in time.

I am so sorry, Mr. Sherborn,

but you are gonna
miss that birth.

The CDC believes that you
have been exposed to Ebola.

You need to quarantine
immediately.

Am I g... Am I gonna die?

I... just got my life together.
I-I was gonna be a dad.

I always wanted to be a dad.
This can't be happening.

But it is. And the
most important thing

for your family right now is
for you to face this head on

and get treatment if
you need to, okay?

Yeah. Okay.

Can you make sure she
gets these flowers?

I'm sorry, sir, but
those are gonna need

to be quarantined, too,
since you touched them.

Okay. Thank you.

All right. Kip has
been quarantined.

Both he and Matthew
have tested positive,

but since we isolated them
before they were exhibiting

any symptoms,
Dr. Morgan is confident

that the infection
stopped with them.

Well, that's good.
Yes, that is good.

However, given the
timeframe of the infection,

our boy Robert is probably about
to start exhibiting symptoms,

if he hasn't started
already. And that's bad.

And that is bad.

Is that my sister's file?

Yes.

Okay. Now that it's
really happening,

I'm kind of scared.

You can bow out at any time.

I know.

I mean, with cold cases,

what are the odds her
murder gets solved?

Well, DNA testing gets
better all the time,

and there certainly
is a possibility

that detectives missed something
crucial in their investigation.

But cases like this,
a murdered kid,

cops tend to pull
out all the stops.

For white kids, maybe.

The file will tell us a lot about
the quality of the investigation

and if the investigators
had any bias.

7-Adam-15.
Priority traffic from CDC.

Last suspected carrier,
Robert Betts, was just seen

leaving an apartment
building near your location.

R. P. says Robert
is headed to work.

Hazmat team is en route.

Copy that. What's the make
and model of his vehicle?

No vehicle. P.O.I.
takes the bus.

Control, 7-Adam-15,
I need D. O. T.

To shut down bus service
along Victory Boulevard.

Copy.
Will notify D. O. T.

All right, let's find this guy.

Uh, Nolan, green
jacket at 11 o'clock.

Robert Betts, we need to
stop you right where you are.

Robert Betts, LAPD. We need
you to stop right there.

All right. Let's get him.

- Oh, my God!
- Whoa, whoa.

Driver, I'm gonna need
you to pull the bus over.

Right up there. Thank you.

Nobody gets on or off
the bus, all right?

Robert Betts, I need you to
come talk to us for a minute.

Why? I didn't do
anything wrong.

Yes, sir. You're not
in any trouble at all,

but it is very important you
come speak with us right now.

Thank you, sir. Sorry, folks.

We'll have you on
your way in a minute.

Right this way, sir.

Come on over here.
Shut the doors.

Hi, Mr. Betts. I'm sure this
is all a bit overwhelming,

but we're here to help you,
okay? I don't understand.

We believe you were
exposed to the Ebola virus

on your recent trip to Nigeria.

We're here to escort you
to a quarantine unit,

test you for the virus,

and make sure you get
treatment if needed.

Have you been
feeling sick at all?

Uh, no.

I-I mean, uh, m-my nose started
running a little while ago.

Okay. Does that mean we need
to quarantine everyone else?

Yes. They may have been exposed,

even in that short
amount of time.

We'll need to take
them to St. Stephen's

for quarantine and
observation just in case.

Understood. All right.

You don't understand.
I can't be late.

I'm in a big hurry.
You gotta let me go.

Cops said no one in or out.

Hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey!

Look. I'm sorry.

But I need you back on the bus.

Everyone is
going to the hospital.

All right. Vince's sister
should be landing any minute.

Hook me up.

You think she'll recognize you?

Only met her once. Wasn't
clear if she was a believer.

Ms. Jameson. I'm
Sergeant Bradford.

This about my brother?

It is.

I'm sorry to inform you, but...

he was killed earlier today.

What? How?

Let me show you.

What the hell happened to him?

Sarin gas.

But we think you
know that already.

I do not. I have no idea
what Vince has been into.

We barely talk.

Ms. Jameson, your brother's
engaged in domestic terrorism.

The group he was working
with is still at large,

and they're planning an attack.

We need you to tell us
everything you know.

I told you. I
don't know nothing.

Why don't you ask him?

He was with my brother
last time I saw him.

We tried, but he lawyered up.

Okay. Look.

I wish I could
help, but I can't.

Now if you're done
with the questions,

I'm gonna go call my mom,
tell her about Vince.

You hear all that? Yeah.

Well, hopefully we spooked
her enough to make a call.

Thank you.

Control, target is on the
move. Has she made a call yet?

Patching the
tap to your unit now.

It's me.

You shouldn't
be calling.

What the hell
happened to Vince?!

Martyr to the cause. He'll
be a hero soon enough.

Yeah. Well, the cops
are right on top of us.

Doesn't matter. I'm on Pico,
heading for Union Station.

It'll all be over in 30 minutes.

Let's go.

Airship-1, arriving
at target location.

Eyes open for suspect vehicle,
white truck with blue stripe.

All units in the vicinity
of Union Station,

once we get a
visual on the truck,

we need to divert it
onto Mission Road,

where a roadblock is
being established.

Airship-1, I have eyes
on roadblock units.

7-Adam-15 and
7-Adam-9 are landing

at the roadblock location.

All right.
Let's get the gas masks

from the war bags.

Are we really about
to play chicken

with chemical weapons after
we played chicken with Ebola?

That's the job.

Better us than the
people at Union Station.

Metro units inbound.

First Team will
stage up with Nolan.

Second Team, stage
off site with us,

bring up the rear.

Hey.

I hear there might be
some hazard pay involved.

I'd say sarin gas definitely
qualifies as hazardous.

I mean, you might
even get a medal.

I'd rather have the money.

Can't pay for a
wedding with a medal.

It's my mom. If I don't
answer, she'll be worried.

Uh, do it quickly.

Hola, mami. I can't talk.

No, I'm not working today.

Yeah. I'm about to
meet some friends.

I'll call you after, okay?

Te amo.

All right. Post up.

Airship-1... Contact.

I have eyes on target
vehicle. Heading West on 4th.

7-Adam-7. We see it.

We're gonna spook them into
turning right on Mission.

Hit lights and sirens.

Speed past them to
pull that Camry over.

He's gonna
crap himself.

Yeah. That is what
I am counting on.

He will want to get as
far from us as possible.

Airship-1,
truck is turning.

Approaching our street closure.

Come on. Come on. Turn right.
Turn right. Turn right.

Truck turning right. ETA
to roadblock, 20 seconds.

All right. Stay ready.

Nolan,
what's the driver doing?

He's just sitting there.

Driver, turn off your engine.

Throw the keys out
the window, now.

Go.

Oh, hell no.

Shots fired.

Repeat... shots fired.

Back off a little bit?

You're no fun.

Driver, you are
sitting in a truck

filled with deadly nerve toxins,

surrounded by armed police
officers with gas masks.

Releasing the gas now will
result in only your death.

Firing your weapon again will
result in only your death.

Roll down your window. Toss
the gun out. Do it now.

With your left hand, open
the door from the outside.

Climb out.

All right. Step to the
front of the vehicle.

Lay down on the ground,
arms and legs out.

All units, suspect in custody.

We are Code 4.

Nice.

I'm assuming when you
said Valentine's Day

was the most dangerous
day of the year,

you were not expecting that.

No. No. Usually it's
just an unending series

of domestic calls.

Thank you for getting
my sister's file.

Obviously, I don't expect
you to read it tonight,

not after what we
just went through.

I appreciate that.

And I will go over it in the
morning before roll call.

But?

But I did take a quick
glance at it already,

and those pictures were
hard to see, even for me.

Okay.

Nothing I say is going
to dissuade you, is it?

Look, it might be hard to look
at, but she experienced it.

How can I choose to look away?

I'm not gonna pretend to
understand how you feel,

but I have a responsibility
to you to prepare you

for whatever comes your
way as a police officer,

and that includes
your sister's case.

You're not gonna do her any good

by opening this door
before you're ready.

Do you understand?
I understand.

But I'm absolutely going
to open it as soon as I am.

And I'll be right
there with you.

What is that monstrosity?

So, I did a search for
the best apology flower,

and turns out there
are a lot of opinions.

So I got one of each.

I did not need an apology.

I also took away my mom's
access to the baby monitor.

Because you are right,

we definitely need
that boundary.

Now, that I needed.

But, you know, maybe
we can invite her

to brunch on Sunday.

Seriously? Where'd
that come from?

You know, I just
thought it'd be nice

to have her over a little more.

I'll extend the invitation.

Happy Valentine's Day?

Happy Valentine's Day.

Mm. You ready to go?

I got dinner in the oven,

and your present is
waiting on the table.

Well, there's only
one present I want.

Oh. Okay.

But, I mean,

I will take the one that's
on the table as well.

Yeah. I figured
that was a given.

Mm-hmm.

♪ I know that you've
been changing, too ♪

♪ I've been ♪

Hi.

♪ Changing ♪

Hi.

I get why you're angry.

Even though you were
miserable as court liaison

and I spearheaded
an almost impossible

five-player trade to save you...

I shouldn't have done
it all behind your back.

Is that an apology? Yes.

All right.

No! Look, because you never
would've let me work my magic

if I had told you, and
then I would have ended up

transferring to another station
to save you from yourself,

and... this worked
out so much better.

And if you can't see
that, I'm sorry not sorry.

Okay.

I accept your non-apology.

Good. Good.

So, are we going
to dinner or what?

We are. But your, uh...

Your outfit is missing
a little something.

What?

Happy Valentine's Day.

Oh, wow. It's beautiful.

Did you pick this out yourself?

I did. Is that shocking?

No.

You clearly have good taste.

♪ I've been changing ♪

Thank you.

♪ By change ♪

♪ but I'm holding on ♪

Do you want to skip dinner?

No. I'm hungry.

And you're gonna need
that fuel for later.

♪ They say fear, like love ♪

♪ Is a call into the wild ♪

Hey.

Sorry I'm late.

No worries. Just
making some dinner.

So you're not still mad at me?

Oh, still a little mad.
But I'm also really hungry.

Well, that works great for me.

Dare I ask why your
anger has subsided?

Well, I realized that
this was our first fight.

No. What? That can't be right.

What about, um...

What about the time you
lied about having a husband?

Well, that wasn't
really a fight.

That was me keeping
a secret from you

and you being justifiably upset.

Hmm. It was one-sided.

In a fight, both parties need
to feel like they're right.

Well, I would like to
apologize for my part

in our first real fight.

I... F-For causing
our first real fight.

Thank you.

Moving forward, you need to
stop trying to fix everything.

And I will start trying
to ask for help more.

Deal. Great.

Now will you help me cook?

No.

No? Nope.

What
do you mean, "No"?

No, no.
You don't get to say no.

Come here.

So, how was your day?

It was quiet in comparison.

But then again, World War II
would seem quiet in comparison.

Mm-hmm.

You're not really mad
about Charlie, are you?

Well, she's not
even in your league.

I know. Hmm.

It was never actually about her.

It's everything...
The pregnancy, Elijah,

sarin gas, Ebola.

I just want one easy day.

Sorry to bother you, but a
messenger just delivered this.

There's no card, but it's
clearly from Elijah Stone.

I mean... you got to
give the guy credit

for a holiday-appropriate
threat.

That's not funny.

I'm not laughing.

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