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Previously on Star Trek: Discovery:

All those in favor
of peaceful efforts at first contact,

please raise a hand.

Those in favor
of striking the anomaly, do not.

Why do you care so much about this?

The power source that controls the device,

I need it to go home.

Is now days away
from ni'var, titan and earth.

What happens now?

We're fast-tracking
the first-contact mission.

Whatever we think
we know about species ten-c,

we're wrong.

However we think
first contact will go, it won't.

So that's the hyperfield.

There is a planet
about two light-years away from it.

I really think we should check it out
once we get closer.

What do you think we'll find?

I have no idea.

Captain's log,
stardate 865783.7.

We have less than 29 hours
before united earth and ni'var

start getting hit by debris from the dma.

Twenty-nine hours.

Billions of lives.

Until I figure out how
to get us in front of the ten-c,

there's nothing we can do to stop this.

They live inside of a hyperfield,

and right now,
I have no idea how to get in,

what we'll find once we do,

how to communicate with them,

what they even look like.

As a xenoanthropologist,
I've never had less to work with.

And as a captain,

I've never been more afraid.

Our only hope is the dead planet
we 're orbiting right now.

It was a gas giant
until a series of massive asteroids hit

and burned the gas away.

Its star is surrounded by Dyson rings

made from the same rare material
as the dma controller.

And my gut tells me
there has to be a connection,

that this planet must have been
the ten-c's home at some point.

And the ruins down there
can tell us how they lived,

what's important to them.

Cultural context,

a way to begin communicating.

If I'm wrong,

we 'i/ have no way
to make up the time we spend down there,

and the dma will be
that much closer to our homes.

Hey, um, fly good.

You got it.

But if I'm right,

and something we find
can help us connect with the ten-c,

then maybe we have a shot
at stopping this before it's too late.

I have to be right.

I have to.

Scan it again.

There has to be a way in.

A new scan won't tell us anything
the last dozen hasn't.

Any chance the dma could be
powered from somewhere else?

We get in,

find the power source, we shut it down.

Everybody wins.

We just need to get in.

If I know Michael,

she'll find a way
into the hyperfield before we do.

Kick me while I'm down,
why don't you?

Maybe if we stay cloaked

and keep close to discovery,
we can slip in behind them.

I'll go one better.

We hitch a ride with discovery.

There's an animal on kwejian...

Was an animal.

The kowolian nightsprey.

To survive,
it nested on the back of a jajtspat.

So we attach like a parasite.

- Yeah, that's a good idea.
- No. Not like a parasite.

The nightsprey takes nothing,
brings no harm.

Jajtspat can't even tell it's there.

It's a tonal difference,
I get it, but still,

it's probably safe to assume the jajtspat

didn't have a sentient supercomputer
monitoring all of its perimeters.

You don't seem worried.

There's nothing I love more
than a problem to solve.

Okay.

I can create a patch.

It'll numb the sensors
on a section of discovery's hull

just big enough to attach your ship
without zora realizing it.

Like a blind spot?

Well, with zora's new sentience,
she'll pick up on it eventually,

but with any luck,

we'll nightsprey ourselves
into the hyperfield before that happens.

There's just one catch.

I don't like the sound of that.

Well, you're not gonna like this, either.

Patch has to be installed manually.

You wanna go on board?

No, in fact,
that's the last thing I wanna do.

But the access point I need
is in engineering.

I'm going with you.

I can move faster on my own.

You don't know the ship
half as well as I do.

What if you see Michael?

One wrong move,
and it's over for both of us.

We're doing this together, okay?

End of story.

Captain?

When we agreed to survey the planet,

I didn't expect discovery would be
losing her captain and her first officer.

Nilsson has the conn.
You are in excellent hands.

I'm sure we are.

And while a xenoanthropologist

is understandably the best choice
to lead this mission,

is captain saru's presence
truly necessary?

Mr. Saru can speak
over a hundred languages,

and his sensory capabilities dwarf ours.

He might see something that I can't.

And every minute
that we spend on that planet,

the dma is
that much closer to killing billions.

I have to make that time count.

Understood.

What about the others?

Do they understand?

Hmm, as you said, a lot at stake here.

Madam president.

General.

Doctor.

I appreciate you seeing us off.

Captain.

I cannot express
a greater need for urgency

than you must already feel.

Please, all of you, travel safely.

May you find answers
in whatever form they take, and quickly.

In other words,
make the trip count and don't screw it up.

Captain Burnham,

I must voice my dismay at this decision.

We left delegates behind
because time is of the essence.

On behalf of the citizens of united earth,

whose lives are in danger
in this very moment,

I ask that you reconsider,

so that we might better commit
the precious time that they have left

to actually attempting
to communicate with the ten-c.

We have much to convey

and no idea
how long it will take to do so.

I hear you, general.

I do.

Both earth and ni'var

are home to me.

But whatever we might find
down on that planet,

it could cut
our communication time in half.

Might?

This is quite the gamble
for so much uncertainty.

I am certain
that first contact will not go well

if we show up to the ten-c
knowing nothing about them.

I will find something down there.

I promise.

We ready?

Aye, captain.

Captain Burnham?

Good luck.

Disco 09 to discovery,

we're about to enter the ionosphere.

Losing comms from there.

Understood, commander.

Good luck.
Hope you find what you're looking for.

Protective shielding deployed.

Good to know that the laws of physics
still apply outside of our galaxy.

Hang on. Ride'll smooth out in a minute.

Scans show numerous impact craters,

presumably caused by the asteroids.

Based on the rate
of atmospheric dissipation,

these would have occurred
approximately 1000 years ago.

Around the time
the hyperfield itself was constructed.

Well, that makes sense.

Given how advanced they are, they
would've had some idea of what was coming

and evacuated beforehand.

Take a look at these ruins.

The way the buildings have collapsed.

I cannot think of any materials

that could withstand the extreme pressures
at the core of a gas giant.

It seems rather impossible
for biological entities as well.

The ten-c must've lived in the gas layers.

But how?

They must be unlike
any species we've ever encountered.

There has to be something down
there to help us communicate with them.

One structure
looks like it's still intact.

Perhaps it was reinforced in some way?

But why?

We're about to find out.

Any life signs?

None whatsoever.

One less thing to worry about.

Oh, well, apologies,
I should have clarified.

I do not read any life signs,

including ours.

So we might not be alone.

Make sure they're set to stun.

We're under attack! Take cover!

Mr. Saru, it's okay.

Breathe.

Are you all right?

I... I'm fine.

Just, uh, disoriented.

Are you sure?

I said, I am fine, commander.

It must have been vertigo.

A glint of light coming off of that.

What is that?

If I'm not mistaken, we're looking
at the cusp of an extremely large bone.

Scans show their shuttle
went all the way down to the surface.

Discovery's not going anywhere
while part of their crew's gone,

but who knows how much time that buys us.

These will camouflage
our biosigns from zora's sensors.

Listen, if you're not all-in on this,
you need to level with me right now.

Because if you lose focus

and we're still on board discovery
when that shuttle gets back...

These people...

They've become family to me.

Your conscience...

Versus the billions of lives
that are at stake.

You can't have everything.

I know it's complicated,
especially with Michael,

but the lives
we're trying to save include hers,

and everyone else over there.

Whether or not they realize it.

Is that a kwejian thing?

No. I just like having a torso.

On my Mark.

Three, two...

Hey.

A little more clarity next time.

Seriously?

Engineering's this way.

Let's stay alert.

Dr. Culber,
what are your scans telling you?

Well, it looks like the bone
structure is of unusually low density.

Before it was fossilized,
it would've been flexible,

almost like cartilage.

Their physiology was perfectly
adapted for floating in the gas layers.

What do you think all the blue dust is?

It's not soil.

It's some kind
of complex hydrocarbon compound.

No idea what, though. It's...

It's not in federation databases.

Check this out.

A mass grave?

The way they're all gathered,
it's like they were bracing themselves.

Scans date these bones
to the same time as the fragment strikes.

So they didn't all escape.

Even with all their tech.

A full-planet evacuation was impossible.

Would be for anyone.

We need to get into that building,

figure out who they are
and how to talk to them.

Let's go.

Saru.

What's going on for you?

I apologize, captain.

I seem to be feeling things
I have not felt for quite some time.

What are you feeling?

The coming of death.

Ah. A puzzle.

Altonian?

Dr. Kovich introduced me to it.

I need an act
which a person is bound to complete.

Mission.

Exactly what I'd like to discuss, in fact.

"Mission" is seven letters.

This is ten.

Fifth letter g.

We need to talk about your bedside manner.

The bluntness with which
you spoke to the captain today

was not entirely appropriate.

And you saw how it affected general ndoye.

I am doing everything in my power

to contain
the delegates' stress and panic.

I need you to help me.

Whether they worry about tomorrow or not,

it'll arrive all the same.

I'm not sure how we can help
with their lack of perspective on that.

While I admire
your commitment to the long view...

My concern is for those
who are struggling right now.

They need to feel supported
in order to do their best work.

Moving fonnard,

I would like you
to exercise a bit more tact...

Starting upon our return
to first-contact planning in ten minutes.

Okay. We're at the mess hall.

If it's empty,
we could drop down and take a shortcut.

- It was worth a shot.
- Wait.

If I were home,
at least I could be helping

with evacuations, mounting a defense.

We still have time, general.

- Captain Burnham's mission...
- Is a waste of that time.

The dma could destroy
both of our worlds within days.

How can you be so calm?

Ni'var's emergency protocols
are well defined.

I trust my vice president is doing
everything according to our plans.

The math doesn't lie.

There are too many.

Most will not be saved.

We are here to prevent such catastrophe.

This is where
we can best serve our people.

If we act,

we could be meeting
with the ten-c even now,

demanding they turn off
their bloody device.

We cannot communicate
if we know nothing about them.

Opportunities multiply as they are seized.

We should have gone
directly into the hyperfield.

That was tense.

Let's go.

I thought his extreme fear response
was lost after vahar'ai.

So did I.

But his cortisol and adrenaline levels
are dangerously elevated.

See if you can stabilize him.
I'll continue with detmer.

Yes, captain.

Mr. Saru.

Come on. Let's get you checked out.

What do you think this was?

Meeting space.

Worship area.

Maybe an arena.

Community structures are common
in a large variety of cultures.

Maybe we'll find something
that'll tell us.

We're looking for technology, artifacts,

anything that
can provide cultural context.

Got it.

Easy, there.

Something is wrong here.

Something is causing me to feel this.

Our ev suits protect us
from any external elements.

Here.

Do you understand now?

I do.

Deck's empty. We're okay.

Okay.

We're right below engineering.

Three biosigns.

We have to create a diversion

to pull them away long enough
for me to install the patch.

Once your ship is invisible to zora...

What? You're looking at me
like you have something to say.

I have an idea
for a slight change of plans.

How slight?

I want to ask general ndoye to help us.

Well, that sounds like a great idea
to put us in the brig.

And I prefer not to spend any more years
under someone else's thumb.

I know it's a risk.

But if she could give us intel
about discovery's plans,

we could get right
in front of any issues, adapt.

She voted in support of our plans
at the assembly.

And you heard what she just said,
she needs this as much as we do.

Her planet's running out of time.

I think that she'll see the best way
to stop the dma and save lives

is to take control of this.

The shuttle could be back any minute.

I'll talk fast.

I put in the patch, you track down ndoye.

See you back on my ship.

Hey, book.

Be convincing.

Room's empty, captain.

No cultural relics.

Nothing on the walls.

Do you want me
to take Mr. Saru back to the shuttle?

I've never seen him like this.

No. Let's see if culber can help him.

We don't have any data yet.

I have to make this mission count.

It's not all on you, captain.

We're all here to help.

Captain?

Stay back.

Stay back.

Captain,
your biometrics are elevating rapidly.

Something's wrong.

Hallucinations?

What's happening to saru
is happening to me.

And now you.

- Shadows, lights?
- Screaming.

Our fear responses are being triggered
to an exceptional degree.

Except commander detmer.

Her biosigns haven't changed at all.

Yet.

How is it that
we're experiencing the same visions?

Something must be affecting our minds

and causing these physiological responses.

And there's no evidence
of psionic energy or infrasound.

Our suits filter out
environmental factors.

No fluctuations
in magnetic or electrical fields, either.

So whatever's doing this
is doing it in some other way.

Five minutes.

We will retrace our steps
and figure out what's going on.

Detmer, you stay back and keep safe, okay?

This mission comes first.

If we're not able to fix this,

we're gonna need you to go back
to the shuttle and contact discovery.

Alone.

Triple-brewed raktajino.
Hot as hell. Hold the nutmeg.

You want one?

Suit yourself.

These puppies saved me on the hiawatha.

When you have to power through,

nothing beats
the bitter elixir of klingon warriors.

Oh, that's my head.

There must be something
pretty darn interesting in there

to upstage klingon warriors.

I... sorry.

I was just thinking
about commander detmer.

Oh, I see. When gray's away...

Okay, no.

I just sometimes wish that
I could be a little bit more like her.

Confident and, um,
you know, able to go on a mission

without worrying about
all of the ways that I could screw it up.

I think it's pretty safe
to assume that everyone,

no matter what calm veneer they present,

is kind of a mess.

I've just never seen her flinch.

You know,
she's always really got it together.

Ask her how she was after
we flew out of a wormhole and crashed.

No one's always okay, kid.

And it takes a hell of a lot
of strength to admit when you're not.

Which, I guess,
makes detmer, in fact, the shit.

If you admire her so much,
why don't you get to know her?

Have you ever had a conversation?

Not like just us in the same...

I wouldn't really know how to start that.

Pro tip,

don't start with "I wanna be you."

It's kind of creepy.

You'll figure it out.

Saru was touching my arm
right before it happened.

But neither of us
were touching captain Burnham

when she became affected.

And... and I was outside
when the symptoms hit.

You and the captain were inside.

Could our suits be malfunctioning?

Detmer, are your settings
any different than ours?

No. They're all the same.

There's no reason I should be fine.

This doesn't make any sense.

Is there any chance...

It could be the dust?

There... there was
a patch of ground, unstable.

I recall stepping through it

just before the hallucinations began.

It was filled with dust.

Yes, and I knelt in it
when I was treating you.

And I touched it
when I was examining the trichome.

And I haven't come
into direct contact with it.

Okay.

The hydrocarbons
that you analyzed earlier,

they weren't found
in any of the federation databases,

so maybe our suits
wouldn't know how to block them.

An unknown substance could get through
if its structure was unusual enough.

Okay, let me recalibrate
the programmable-matter filtering system.

So glad you were paying attention
in those ev trainings.

Mr. Saru, your respiration
is still somewhat elevated.

No, I'm all right, doctor.

It is just...

I had forgotten the sensation of fear.

It brings back memories.

It is nothing. It'll pass.

But I must say, commander detmer,

you remained remarkably calm
as we struggled with the unknown.

PTSD therapy came in handy.

Plus the way I grew up,

I'm sort of the queen
of putting things in boxes.

Take a look at this.

Think I got something.

Through the archway, look at that.

It appears the ten-c
left something behind after all.

Let's go find out what.

Shield upgrade means
increasing nominal system output.

- You get that, right?
- Yes, commander.

Commander Reno,
I require some assistance.

I live to serve.

What do you need?

The deck 6 tech-hub replicator
is malfunctioning.

What? I was just there.

I'm receiving similar reports
from decks 2 and 3,

and just now on deck 5,

it started making steamed bananas.

Okay. Every word of that is bad news.

Get moving.

If we lose replicators out here,
we starve to death.

No pressure.

President t'rina?

You wished to speak further?

Hello?

President t'rina?

That message was from you?

I need you to listen.

How the hell are you even here?

My ship is nearby, cloaked.

This is blocking
zora's sensors for the moment,

but we don't have much time.

Give me one reason
why I shouldn't call security right now.

Because I'm here to help.

But to do that, I need your help.

Two minutes, that's all I ask.

United earth is now in the path
of a more powerful dma, thanks to you.

If we'd succeeded,
you and your home would be safe right now.

Everyone would be.

That was my goal then, it's my goal now.

You have one minute left.

I've lost my home.

You're about to lose yours.

I know what it's like
to feel there's nothing you can do

when all you wanna do is take action.

We can, general.

We can end the dma for good.

If you have a plan,
I'll need every detail.

Right now, one of discovery's shuttles
is down on that planet.

They're looking for something
to help with first contact, right?

That was the intent.

Is it Michael down there?

She'll get what they need.

Once she does, my ship will enter
into the hyperfield attached to discovery.

Tarka will find
the dma's power source and disable it.

That will stop the dma.

Earth will be safe.

If you believe so firmly
in captain Burnham's abilities,

why not simply trust
that first contact will succeed?

I have faith in Michael, not the ten-c.

I can't let
the lives of billions of people

hang on a hope that
they'll be sympathetic. Can you?

How do I fit into all of this?

Stay in contact. That's it.

Tell us what she's planning
so we can do what we need to do

without putting discovery
or anyone on it at risk.

What you're asking
already involves significant risk.

So I must insist
that it be a backup plan only.

You need to give diplomacy time to work.

If the ten-c capitulate before
united earth is in the red zone,

you and Mr. Tarka must stand down.

You have my word on that, general.

Do I have yours?

It can't be coincidence that
you all had the same hallucinations.

It's not.

Somehow, the hydrocarbons
let us see and hear what they did,

what it was like
when their planet was destroyed.

How is that even possible?

I don't know yet.

I may have something.

This hydrocarbon is markedly different

than the variety we initially encountered.

I fail to see why that should be the case.

Captain, over here.

These pillars contain traces
of what I presume is their DNA.

It matches the bones outside.

But based on the differences
in methylation profiles,

the DNA inside of here

would've belonged to infants.

This must be a cocoon of some kind.

This room was a nursery.

That must be why
this structure was reinforced,

to protect their young.

Which means
these beings prioritize children.

They value life.

Cultural context.

I wonder...

Monitor my biosigns.

What are you doing?

I'm gonna let it in.

It feels like love.

It's peaceful.

It feels... safe.

I remember feeling this with my parents.

Commander, are you all right?

I've just never felt...

My dad...

He wasn't well.

There was a disconnect
between him and reality.

After my mom died,

it was just the two of us, so...

Oh, detmer.

I, too, am a stranger
to some of these feelings.

I do not believe
I knew an easy breath on kaminar.

I was ashamed
when I felt afraid again today.

But I was not alone.

Neither are you.

We're feeling love
and safety here in the nursery,

but outside, where so many of them died,

we experienced panic and fear,
like they must have.

Kelpien and human biology
are significantly different,

but these hydrocarbons
are affecting us almost identically.

Maybe some emotions
are universal.

If true, that would connect us all

in quite a profound way.

But I do not yet see how we might
make use of this for first contact.

But there is something here.

Let's reset our ev suit filters.

Finish scans, and get some samples.

We can talk while we work.

We've gotta get back to discovery.

Installing the patch now.

All sensors will go numb in five.

What's your status with ndoye?

We're good.
I'll fill you in when we 're back on board.

There must be
some reason for the malfunction.

- Gotta go.
- It almost feels deliberate.

What kind of idiot
would pull a practical joke

in the middle of an existential threat?

I don't know.

Well, then get off comms,
and get me an answer.

Aye, commander.

Who's here?

If someone's screwing around,
today is not the day.

Please tell me
I just spoiled a surprise party.

Okay, we know the hydrocarbons
convey different emotions.

But how?

And why?

Well, a number of chemicals
correspond to emotional states,

norepinephrine, serotonin, dopamine.

There are also numerous species

whose means of expression
are entirely chemical.

For instance,
the plim of asp-27 communicate

by changing the scent of their breath.

Chemicals in the air.

But you have to be with someone.

Is there a chemical for
"not with someone"?

Like, when I was a kid, I didn't need
to be in the same room as my dad

to know that he was in a dark place.

I could just... feel it.

A lot of earth species,
bees, wolves, use pheromones.

Which are often
hydrocarbon chains.

Maybe these hydrocarbons
are the pheromones of the ten-c,

a way for them
to communicate with one another.

What if...

This is our rosetta stone?

Are you referring
to the ancient earth artifact?

It provided context that was crucial
to deciphering Egyptian hieroglyphs.

No one could understand them before that.

And you think
these hydrocarbons can do that for us,

help us find a way
to communicate with the ten-c?

Their emotions tell a story,
give us context.

We need more pieces to the puzzle,

but, yeah,
I think that's exactly what they can do.

Nice work, all of you.

This is what we came for.
Let's get this back to the team.

Disco 09 to discovery,
we're back in comms range

and on our way home.

Glad to hear it, commander.

See you all soon.

Captain?

Back in the nursery, I...

I just want to apologize for letting
my personal issues compromise...

If you finish that sentence,
I will demote you to ensign.

It's okay to
not be in control for five minutes.

For as much as
we would like to Bury certain emotions,

perhaps it is freeing to acknowledge that

we would not be who we are
had we not experienced all that we did.

Maybe that's why
the ten-c created the hyperfield...

To protect themselves.

So they would never again have
to experience that kind of fear and pain.

The thing I can't reconcile is,

they understand what it's like
to have their home destroyed,

and now they're doing the same to us.

If they can feel, they can connect.

And if we can make them aware
of what the dma is doing,

we have every reason
to believe that they'll stop it.

I regret to say,
doctor, it is equally possible

that they already know
and simply do not care.

We sent dots down to the planet's surface
to scan for more of the hydrocarbons.

They recovered 16 unique compounds,

including the two
that you interacted with today.

We've begun testing,
and initial results indicate

that each corresponds
with a different emotional state.

Fascinating.

Of course, the rosetta stone required
two languages to understand the third.

However, uh, this is still an excellent
starting point for communication.

Good job.

Nice work, captain, and Mr. Saru.

I'll have my crew set course
for the hyperfield immediately.

If you could use a moment of respite
after the challenges of the day,

you are welcome to join me
for a stroll on the holodeck.

I would enjoy that immensely.

Take whoever you need
to assist with testing the chemicals.

This data, captain, changes everything.

For the first time in a long time,

I feel hope.

Like we can really do this.

We can really find a way
to communicate with them.

Thank you.

It was all of us.

And it will continue to be moving fonnard.

Thank you.

- General ndoye?
- What is it?

It was good to see her.

Thank you
for letting me know she was back.

You're welcome.

Hi.

I heard about the hydrocarbons.

Game-changer.

Yeah, I'm glad.

How... how are you doing?

It was a tough day.

Good, but tough.

If you wanna be alone,
that's totally cool.

I just, um, thought maybe
if you wanted company,

I was just gonna hang
around here for a little bit.

Company sounds good.

Okay. Um...

All right.

Oh, by the way, um, I did fly good today,

so thank you for that.

Yes. We maybe just don't even ever
have to mention that, like, ever again.

Or we can mention it
every day for the rest of your life.

Okay.

You asked to see me?

Please, sit.

Is this mavi?

Tastes like home.

I'm glad the replicator got it right.

I saw you lingering in the nursery

when we were leaving.

It was nice...

To feel those few moments of peace.

I just wished
I could stay in that a little longer.

Now, a while ago,

Dr. Kovich told me
to take some time for myself,

and I've tried.

But, uh...

Seems I've got deeper work to do.

I'm not okay.

How could you be,
with everything you're facing?

I mean, with everything we're facing,
I don't think anyone is okay.

I keep thinking about
how we felt what the ten-c felt today.

Their fear, their love.

And they destroyed
kwejian and radvek 5.

Sometimes empathy can be uncomfortable.

And it's the only way to connect...

To find common ground for communication.

What if saru is right?

What if they know what they've done...

And they don't care?

I mean, how do we connect
with a species like that?

We'll find a way.

The patch worked like a charm.

We're attached to the hull,
and zora's sensors don't have a clue.

Got some news
about the mission to their planet.

They're hoping to try and...

Nothing like coming home
to an unexpected hostage, am I right?