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Huh.

Ahh. Not bad.

I'm more of a Miles Davis guy.

Have you ever heard of his
record, "Kind of Blue"?

It's this ancient
Earth recording.

Oh, it is great for taking your
mind off of impending doom.

It is just fabulous.

Uh, Excuse me.

What is going on?

For once, Jankom
speaks for us all.

A second ago we're
in a crazy temple

running for our lives from
time-eating monster things.

Then all of a
sudden, you dumped us

in somebody's weird living room.

Okay, first off, it's not weird.

It's groovy.

It's an old facility
the Travelers used

to train our field
agents, the Supervisors,

who work in other time periods.

I would say that this
one is mimicking,

oh, okay, definitely Earth,

1968?

Ha! "Apollo 7 launches."

I nailed it.
- Focus!

Are we safe here from whatever
those things are upstairs?

The Loom? Oh, um, right.

Yeah. Yeah, we'll be fine.

Listen, after the other
Travelers fled our universe,

nobody uses this hidden part
of the ziggurat anymore.

And the temple's designed
to keep those things out.

So we are totally...

Shh, shh, guys.

Shh.

You were saying?

Okay. They moved on.

We need to make a new plan.

All right. We're
going to wait 'em out.

Then we all sneak
up to the vault

so I can finish my calculations.

Why not open a door with your
space-time-thought power?

Because the Loom have them too.

These armbands can
resist their abilities,

but we still have to survive.

There's got to be a
way to fight them.

Dal, you don't get it.

There is no fighting them.

They manipulate time itself.

They don't just consume you.

They completely erase the
fact that you ever existed.

Every memory anyone has
ever had of you is gone.

And the only way to stop
the Loom from devouring us

and our dying
universe is for you

to find Chakotay and
return the "Protostar"

to its rightful place.

Ahh. Mm.

I will never understand
why mango juice

isn't more popular.

Move.

We have missing
recruits on that planet.

Where's my away
team, Mr. Tysess?

We're nearly ready, Admiral.

But there's strange
life signs down below.

Could be the temporal entity
that infiltrated Voyager.

Could be? I'd bet on it.

Which is why I insist you bring

my newly refined
temporal discriminators

in case time gets
unusual down there.

Always thinking ahead, doctor.

Janeway to Transporter Room.

Prepare two to beam down.

Permission to speak
freely, Admiral?

What's on your mind, cadet?

I would like to join
Commander Tysess

to recover our missing crew.

Maj'el, what are you doing?

Life signs will be difficult
to detect on the surface.

And I am the only
one aboard Voyager

with a telepathic link to Zero.

Logically, I am our best
choice to find them.

I appreciate the concern.

But while there is precedent
for cadets on away missions,

I'm not eager to send you
into a dangerous situation.

In truth, Admiral,
we need the help.

I will protect her with my life.

I vow on the blood
of my ancestors

at the Wall of Heroes.

Well, I suppose I'll hold
you to that, Mr. Tysess.

Report to Transporter Room 4.

Let's see you earn
those pips, cadet.

Be wary.

Middleton, box formation.

Aye, sir.

There is a presence here,

faint but alive.

Commander, I believe it is them.

Seems your Vulcan
intuition was right.

What was that?

Keep moving.

Commander?

Whatever happens,
do not break rank,

and do not...

Stop.

It's coming for us next.

Commander, where
are you taking us?

Middleton is gone, and so are we

if we don't evacuate now.

Tysess to Voyager, do you read?

There's a better
signal by the exit.

But Zero and the others...

our duty is...
- We are no match

for whatever those
creatures are.

My duty is you now.

Commander Tysess, we read you.

Requesting emergency transport.

Two to beam out. Lock
onto our comm badges.

I know it's hard, cadet,

but sometimes command means
making the hard decisions.

A logical conclusion, commander.

Where is she? Where's Maj'el?

You were the only one
we could bring up.

What happened down there?
- I have to go back.

The beasts were lying in wait.

I engaged my arm
band, barely escaped.

One got Middleton.

Who is Middleton?

Ensign Middleton
on my away team.

The creature
consumed him somehow.

I don't recall any
Middleton on the mission.

I have no medical records of
any personnel by that name.

No, he was with me. I know it.

Unless...

those things.

They can erase us
from existence?

Zero, where are you?

I sense you are close,
but somewhere else.

What is it, Z?

What's the matter?

A presence.

No, it couldn't be her.

Zero, is that you?

Zero, this is Maj'el.

I know you are here.

I am in danger. Please respond.

Hello?

Huh. It's for you.

Zero, I am trapped here.

The creatures are coming for me.

Maj'el, don't worry. I'm here.

I knew it. I could feel it.

But I believe the
door will not hold.

She's trapped in
the temple above.

Wesley, do something, please!

No, no.

This isn't part of the plan.

Who cares, Crusher?

Pop open that dimensional
door and let her in.

It's not that easy.

The second I do that,
we expose our position.

It could lead the
Loom right to us.

Oh, sure.

And pretend we didn't
just hear her last words.

No. But...

I need time to think.

I will not leave her behind.

I am so sorry.

I can't risk it.

Well, I can!

Uh...
- Uh?

I am confused.

As are we all.

But it will be all right now.

You're with us.

Zero?

You look so... you have...

Begun to grow beyond
my programming,

in the words of
the good doctor...

as have you, it seems.

Here by yourself, no
Starfleet in sight?

Seems like a rash decision.

Or a rational one,
given I found you.

I know logic is not paramount
to your leadership skills.

Hey, even the greatest
captains gotta

trust their gut sometimes.

I should know.

Actually, I... um, never mind.

You'll find out.

Shh.

Oh, wow.

I think they're gone.

Wesley, what now?

Uh, follow me!

How many secret passages
does this place have?

It's a trans-dimensional
time ziggurat,

so there's a lot, okay?

The temple is overrun.

We'll never finish
my work at this rate.

Come on. The
"Infinity" is this way.

Oh, great!

So much for the backup plan.

Well, I'm all out of ideas.

Janeway?

Stay away from my crew.

Fire!

Move, before we're
fried and eaten!

What about Janeway?

I'm pretty sure
she just bought us

our only shot to
fix the universe.

So let's not waste it.

Maximum shields.

Keep firing until the
recruits are clear.

If we can't hail these
things, then we get our point

across the old-fashioned way.

Red alert.

Fall back to the battle bridge!

Janeway to security.

Status report.

Hull breaches on decks
four, five, and 12.

Half of engineering is missing.

We need more discriminators

or we'll all be
erased and forgotten.

Admiral, we have a problem here.

I was making armbands
for the away team.

Not every humanoid on Voyager.

I'm a doctor, not
an assembly line.

Doc, behind you.

Computer, level 10 force field.

Run, cadets... now!

Take 20 milligrams of vengeance,

you other-worldly tyrant.

Oh, dear.

Doctor? Commander?

Are you there?
- I'm here, Admiral.

But we are losing.

You have to do something.

Councilor Noum?

Self-preservation is a virtue.

Think you can board our
ship without consequence?

Want my ship?

You go through me.

You don't like it when
I match my weapons

to your phase variance?

Then come get me and
tell your friends.

Tom Paris taught me that
one, but this one's my own.

Computer, quantum
torpedoes, full spread.

All power to shields.

Admiral, I don't
know what you did,

but the creatures
are retreating.

Admiral?

Admiral Janeway?

Admiral Janeway?

That used to be a lot easier.

Almost ready to initiate.

There.

Now, if you six would step under

the modified Boreth crystals
near the Orb of Time,

I can get the quantum
signature readings I need.

And this crazy machine will
save everyone how exactly?

It's not the machine,
Dal. It's us.

Hidden among billions
of possible futures

there is a sequence of events.

You six save Gwyn,
find the "Protostar,"

and fix the prime universe.

This will tell me where you
go next to make that happen.

Fascinating.

All our hopes now ride on them.

We came all this way.

Now or never.

Fine.

But Jankom's still not sure
this won't scramble his genes

like a Jibalian omelet.

Oh, it's perfectly safe.

Just don't look at
the data stream,

or you might see
your own future.

- Wait, what?
- Nobody likes spoilers.

I made a mistake, Gwyn.

That chair never belonged to me.

I... I don't understand.

I can't find it.

None of these possible
futures succeed

in closing the time loop.
- What do you mean?

It didn't work?

Isn't that why you
brought us here?

There must be a
variable in your future.

There's some X factor
I didn't account for.

But what is it?

Think, Wesley.

Dal, what's wrong?

You looked, didn't you?

What did you see?

A future I don't want.

Well, that sounds ominous.

Oh, my this is...
this is all so much.

My... my... my heart is racing.

Is yours?

I'm afraid, so terribly afraid.

Do not fear.

There is an old Vulcan proverb.

Together, we become greater
than the sum of both of us.

Let my strength become yours.

- Mm.
- The sum of both of us.

That's it.

What are you doing?

I'm testing a theory.

Ha ha! Of course!

Oh, it was right in front
of me the whole time.

I just didn't look.

The missing variable was you.

It was never six. It's seven.

You have to go with them.
- Go where?

Exactly where you need to be.

It's you.

All of you. You're alive.

And you're Wesley Crusher?

Hey, Admiral Janeway.

I predicted you might show up.

Why are you here?

Because the universe is fraying,

and Wesley knows a way
to find the "Protostar,"

or he thought he did.

It was you.

You were the ghost
who lured them here.

Though I prefer the term
"omnitemporal Traveler"

to ghost.

Oh, no.

We need to evacuate to "Voyager"

and warp out of
here immediately.

Look, respectfully,
Admiral, the only path left

to saving our future
is if the seven of them

enter that gate.

Whatever you think
is happening here,

Mr. Crusher, I still have
a duty to protect my crew.

And I won't let them be hurled
into uncharted peril again.

It's not our call to make.

Time's up.

Listen, I can keep them at bay,

but you have to go
through that gate.

It is the only way to save Gwyn,

fix the prime universe,
and find Chakotay.

Go.

I'm trusting you.

I'll use everything I
got to seal off the Loom

for as long as I can.

Good luck, Admiral.

And goodbye.

Huh?

Admiral.

Get me eyes on that planet now.

Space.

Time.

Thought.

Run a full multispectral sweep.

They're gone without a trace.

To where?

Is that...