Previously on Starship Resilience. What's going
on, Masha? You look like you've been having a
rough night. I tried to be grounded emotionally
because that's what was expected of me. And for
once in my life, I've reached a place where I
can be happy and fulfilled in what I am doing
and who I am. Lieutenant. Are you sure you should
be talking about this? Why should it matter who
I tell? I'm tired of secrets. I'm tired of not
being allowed to have meaningful relationships
with people who know who I am and accept me.
Aren't I just a sister in the struggle? Would
you all like to know a secret? My father is Rear
Admiral Michael Kilgallon. What? The captain
and commander Ch'rega knew. We were under orders
not to say anything. I'm tired of it. I want
to take charge of my own life and on my own path.
T 'Val, could you help me? What you have heard
here will need to remain a secret. You dare show
your face? What do you care, you mangy petaQ?
You made things perfectly clear the other night.
Then you need to learn where your place is. We
will figure this out, Masha. I think we can get
to the bottom of this. I am thinking we might
want to start to do a mind meld. Should I be
concerned? Well, there is a familiar face. What
was he doing there? I didn't know him back then.
What are we going to do? There is only one thing
we can do, Lieutenant. We need to see the captain.
And now, Episode 6, Unraveling the Past. It inspired
me to find a way to get in the way. And I got
in trouble. Good trouble. Necessary trouble.
Captain's Log, Stardate 212612.05. It's starting
to feel like the Resilience is slipping into
a rhythm. After the last week, things are starting
to get back to something resembling normal. I
hope Ch'rega and I can decide on a candidate
for Chief Engineer in the next few days. I really
don't like leaving such a vital position open.
But another week shouldn't be much of an issue
at this point. Well, if there's nothing else,
I say meeting adjourned. You're all dismissed.
Sir, if you have a moment, we'd like to speak
with you. Sure, what can I do for you? Could
someone possibly tell me why I have a sinking
feeling in my stomach? Well, hello, Doctor. Should
I be worried that you're involved in this? Last
night, sir, after we talked in the lounge, Masha
started talking freely about her father and her
parents. Wait, before you get upset, I've ordered
the whole group to secrecy. But we have some
new information to bring you. Counselor? Masha
expressed interest in receiving counseling for
issues she had been experiencing. We left the
lounge and, after stopping in sickbay for some
vitamin shots to accelerate her sobriety, we
returned to my quarters. After a few minutes
of questions... I decided the best thing was
to go ahead with a mind meld. I would like to
ask you a question, Captain. When was the first
time you met Maysha? It was last week, Thursday.
Just prior to the start of day shift. What would
you say if I told you that was not true? You
had met her approximately 20 years ago while
you were stationed aboard the USS Maelstrom.
That's impossible. The Admiral said her parents
died a month before I joined the crew. When I
was probing her mind, I saw a very clear image
of you on the Maelstrom. Somewhere, there is
an overlap. I will need to do some more mind
melds to get to the root of it. Would you be
willing to undergo a meld? If need be, sir. Absolutely.
Whatever I can do to help. Thank you, sir. Uh,
there's something else we wanted to share with
you, Captain. I asked Mr. Gazig to look into
the crash that killed Maysha's parents, according
to the Admiral. Gazig? Yes, ma 'am? At the Commander's
request, I did some digging. It turns out there
was a shuttle crash about a month before you
joined the Maelstrom. Okay. That checks out.
Yes, sir, it does. But the occupants were not
Misha's parents. Are you sure? The crash killed
an Andorian, two Humans, a Vulcan, and a Bolian.
Oh. I did find two Orions with those names who
served on the Maelstrom. It would seem they are
living on Risa and appear to have no children.
I also found in the file that Meryl had a severe
case of Velnoran Syndrome in her early 20s, which
essentially left her sterile. So I don't think
it would be necessary to contact them. Can I
ask why not? I asked him to investigate with
caution. There is no telling who might be watching
our inquiries. Well, wise precaution, Commander.
Go ahead, Mr. Gazig. Thank you, sir. From what
I can tell, they requested and were transferred
all within 24 hours. Back on stardate 190342
.7. Okay, that was... That was two weeks after
I posted to the maelstrom. I wonder if I knew
them. Computer. Search my duty and personal logs
for the names Mero and Deycad Nasra. No such individuals
appear in either log records. Okay. Computer,
what is the closest log prior to stardate 190342
.7? There is a personal log recorded on stardate
190259.7. Computer, play that log. Personal
log, stardate 190259.7. Happy first contact
day. It's been two weeks since I've been assigned
to the Maelstrom. and I'm still trying to get
a handle on the routine. My section leader, Lieutenant
Komarov, says I'm showing promise, but I need
to dial back the enthusiasm. I just can't help
it. This is everything I hoped it would be. Today
was a dull day in the shuttle bay. I was able
to get the shuttle thruster assembly cleaned
and aligned. It should be good for a few thousand
more light years. Ensign Gretchen Fillmore had
asked me if I'd be interested in getting a drink
tonight at the first contact day party. I was
considering it, but Lieutenant Komarov said
we were on alert tonight because of some transmissions
we received. It's a shame. I've been looking
forward to going out with her. Perhaps another
day. That is an odd place to stop. If I remember
right, I was called to duty in the shuttle bay.
I think we were doing a rescue mission and needed
the shuttles to ferry people back to the ship.
Wouldn't the transporter be more efficient? You're
right, they would be, Commander. The only thing
I can think is we were orbiting a planet where
it wasn't possible to use the transporter. Damn
it, why can't I remember the name of that planet?
Sir, what do you remember from that mission?
Well, we were evacuating a research outpost.
Some sort of natural disaster. I remember seeing
dead bodies stacked up neatly. And the oddest
thing was this Aurora Borealis. It seemed to
be hanging really low in the sky. Is that all
you remember? What species were the researchers?
Do you remember Maysha? I do remember there was
a little girl. You do? And she was about four
or five years old. That was how old I was. She
was human, though, like the rest of the researchers.
In fact, she was blonde -haired and blue -eyed.
So, this has been a dead end. Not necessarily,
Lieutenant. Mr. Gazig, access the personal log
I just played. See if you can find the coordinates
embedded in the file. It should give us a rough
idea where we were at the time of recording.
If I remember right, the log cut off because
I was called to a mission briefing. Aye, sir.
Doctor, could you take Lieutenant Maysha back
to the sickbay? I want you to run a DNA comparison
on her to see if we can narrow down who her parents
are. I think it goes without saying you will
need to run this covertly in order to avoid Dr.
Narlin. Aye, sir. I'll take care of her. Anything
else anyone would like to share? Well, if there's
nothing else, then you're dismissed. Captain.
I'd like to say thank you. Thank you for helping
me finally put a name and face to the voices
of my past. You don't know how... You don't know
how much this means to me. Maysha, if nothing
else, this is what Starfleet officers do for
each other. We lift each other up and make each
other stronger. I pray someday you are in a position
to do the same thing for someone else. Now, go
on. You're going to be late for your doctor's
appointment. Aye, sir. Commander, a moment please.
You do realize what has started here? The path
in which we are now embarking? We are choosing
to stand out. This is not necessarily a good
thing. I understand, sir. I wouldn't have undertaken
this investigation if something hadn't felt off
about the whole situation. Between the emotional
display of the Admiral at dinner, then Masha
telling the Lounge about her family issues, the
story behind it all seems to want to come out.
We simply... We have simply opened the door.
But did we need to force it out into the open?
The Admiral is a powerful man. He extracts loyalty
from those under his command. Before he left,
he told me for the security of my own position
to get rid of two people on this ship. Who? Honestly,
Dr. Flint and you. He believes you're getting
into my head and causing me to be disloyal to
him. He dislikes you. The feeling is mutual,
sir. It's safe to say this may be what they call
necessary trouble. Damn it, Commander. This is
not a damn game. He is a dangerous man. If we
don't follow his wishes, we can and will be replaced,
whether by choice or by accident. He will find
a way to get what he wants. Is that how you imagine
your career going? Sir, some things are bigger
than my career. Maysha is a friend, almost like
a little sister. She needs our help. I'm choosing
to extend that help. I understand, but have you
considered what it will be like for her if we
fail? You may not care about your career or mine,
but you should care about Masha's career. Look,
sir, I may not have much in this life for my
family, but two things I have are my honor and
my sense of family. You asked me to join as your
first officer, your wa'DIch. Essentially setting
us up as de facto parents to this crew. When
one of them is crying out for help, my honor
demands that I do all that I can to help them.
Masha cried out for help. I realize this may
cause problems with Admiral Kirk Allen, but Masha
needs help finding the answers. And my honor
demands that I help her. Is that all, Commander?
Yes, sir. Dismissed, Commander. Captain? I know
you and I don't know each other very well, and
you're still trying to figure out our relationship.
So there may not be much trust between us. Maybe
a bit less now. But let me ask you. You mentioned
how Captain Rogers was an inspiration to you.
That he was not just a hero. He was your hero.
If that is true, sir, what would he have to say
about the situation? Or about Masha? How would
he deal with this or the Admiral? Space. The
final frontier. These are the voyages of the
Starship Resilience. Our mission? To explore
new mysteries and new horizons. To seek out new
friends and new wonders. To stand firm against
whatever the universe throws at us. Hello, Dr. Flint.
Have you seen Dr. Narlin? He's in his office
with orders not to be disturbed. Okay, good.
If anyone asks, you haven't seen me or Lieutenant
Maysha. Understood? Yes, Doctor. Which exam room
is vacant right now? It looks like 3, 8, and
10 are empty right now. We're going to be in
exam room three. Okay, Doctor. No, don't enter
anything into the log. This is just a minor procedure.
No need to tell Starfleet. Yes, Doctor. Let's
go, Maysha. And remember, Ensign, we were never
here. Yes, ma 'am. Have a good day. I never saw
you. Go ahead and hop up on the bio bed. Okay.
How are you feeling this morning, love? I have
a headache, but I don't think it's from the alcohol.
I had a hard time getting to sleep and spent
a good chunk of the night crying. I didn't expect
the appointment with Tavell to be so emotional.
To be honest... I didn't know what to expect.
Why don't you lie down and let's have a look.
I see your vitamin B is low. There is some vascular
constriction in the frontal lobe and definitely
some elevated levels of norepinephrine. I can
give you something to help if you want. That
would be great. This should help a little bit.
Here's a shot of vitamin B3 to help with the
fatigue. It may take a few minutes before this
starts to kick in. I think I can feel it starting
to work. Good. Here's an analgesic to help with
the headache. And finally, a mild sedative for
the anxiety. This should have you feeling better
in no time. Thank you, Liz. You're welcome. I've
got your back, little sister. Not just for the
shots. I mean, for everything. For last night
in the lounge, and then in sickbay. For coming
to the conference room this morning. You're really
sticking your neck out for me. I... I... I really
appreciate it. You've never had a friend stick
up for you before, have you? No. Not that I can
remember. Strahan always steered me away from
getting close to other people. He always said
if my pheromones acted up at the wrong time,
it would cause a real problem. Here I am in my
mid -twenties and my only friend was over a hundred.
Well, don't worry about it, May. You now have
a whole new group of age -appropriate friends.
Liz. Yes, May? What am I going to do? You're
going to keep going. You have the Captain and
First Officer behind you. Not to mention T'vel,
myself, Mia and Gazig. No matter how this turns
out, we are here to support you. I really appreciate
it. Don't cry, love. We'll get this figured out.
I know. I'll be okay. Okay. Now give me your
blood. Are we done? Just a minute. I want to
get another vial. My father was a carpenter.
He always said to me, Lizzie, measure twice,
cut once. I'll just put this one in my pocket
for safekeeping. Hopefully we won't need it.
You're all set, love. I'll let you know what
I find out. Thanks, Liz. I'm feeling a little
better. If you need more, I'll be in engineering.
Okay, let's get started, shall we? Computer,
analyze the sample of blood in the analyzer unit.
Please break it down and display the DNA sequence
on this monitor. Processing. Warning, Sigma 9
clearance is needed for a detailed analysis of
the blood sample. Please enter Sigma 9 authorization.
Computer, override security request. Flint Theta
473. Insufficient authorization. Override requires
Sigma -9 authorization or higher. I've never
heard of Sigma 9 clearance being needed for
a blood test. Where would I find someone with
that security level? What do you think you're
doing? I've told you not to mess with my patients.
I swear, you go out of your way to find new ways
to involve yourself in areas where you don't
belong. I have had it with you. Why does this
person require Sigma 9 clearance to screen their
blood for the genetic signs of Velnoran Syndrome?
Because you ask too many damn questions. Some
people want privacy for their medical records,
Doctor. Which you would know if you had a sense
of medical ethics. Look, Doctor, my patient wants
to... My patient? A patient wants to verify whether
she is at risk for Velnoran Syndrome. She has
a maternal relative who had it, and it's passed
down the female side of the family line for generations.
If it's not caught early enough, it could develop
into full blown Velnorans. If she's in her mid
to late twenties, she needs to be screened soon
to avoid sterility in later years. Ayes. I suppose
I can't floor your logic in this matter. Computer,
override Sigma -9 lockout. Authorization code
Nalin -Sci -498 -Mu. Security authorization verified.
Computer, display DNA sequence and all genetic
markers for Dr. Flint per my authorization. Thank
you, Doctor. I know Masha will appreciate knowing
whether she might need to be treated for Velnoran
Syndrome. Dr. Flint to Commander Ch'rega. Ch'rega
here. Yes, Doctor? I'm working on the assignment
I received, and I could use some help to make
sure I'm able to complete it successfully. Captain's
personal log. Supplemental. The Resilience remains
on course to Vulcan, where we will return the
body of Commander Straan, per his wishes. I can't
help but think how many things have gone wrong
since he died. Maysha's emotional breakdown. The
Admiral's arrival. The revelation about the Admiral
and Maysha. The Admiral suggesting a new chief
engineer. The Admiral suggesting a new first
officer. The Admiral suggesting I get rid of
Dr. Flint. And now the idea that Maysha and I
could have met 20 years ago, and that people
we were told were her parents may not be her
parents. It's enough to make your head spin.
I do agree with Ch'rega it would be best to select
someone for chief engineer from the crew. People
need to see that it's possible to earn promotions
and to get ahead, and it's not fair to bring
someone in from the outside to run the department.
I just can't buy Ch'rega's theory that the Admiral
would want someone to spy on us for him. That's
not the way I've seen him operate in all the
time that I've known him. But why is it so hard
for me to stand up to him and say, this is how
we want to do things on this ship? And now, Ch'rega's
not doing herself any favor by standing in opposition
to him. Then there is mystery which is unraveling
concerning Maysha. It's getting harder and harder
to believe the Admiral's version of events. Gazig
said there were no Orions on the shuttle crash.
So who are her parents? There are so many questions
and so few answers. I hate being in the middle.
And I hate bullies. I need to find some clarity
before my head explodes. I know what I need to
do. Computer. Delete log entry. Personal log
entry has been deleted. Computer. Open a subspace
channel to Earth. Contact Charles and Kay Moore
in Kekaha, Kauai, Hawaii. Hello? Good morning, Nick.
Oh, it's so great to hear from you. One sec.
Honey! Nick is on the subspace channel. Hurry
up! I'll be there in a second. Don't let him
get away. Hey, Dad. How's it going? Oh, we're
doing great, as you know. Kekaha is the place to be.
That was a good one, Dad. Is he still there?
There's my boy, the captain. Hi, Mom. We're so
glad you called, sweetheart. We were getting
a little concerned because we hadn't heard from
you in a week. I mean, I know this is a big promotion
and a lot of new responsibility, but we thought
we would have gotten a letter by now. Yeah, I'm
really sorry about that. It has been a crazy
first week. And I haven't had a lot of opportunity
to do personal correspondence. When the end of
the day hits, I fall into bed and ignore my alarm
in the morning. Huh. That bad? Is there anything
we can do? I appreciate the offer, Mom. It's
a lot of decisions I have to deal with and a
lot of other people butting heads together. This
is causing issues for me. But I'll let you know
about it when I can. Soon. Remember when you
were a boy and you had difficult decisions to
make? Do you remember what we told you? Yes,
ma 'am. The first thing was to be true to myself.
No matter who was causing issues, no matter what,
I would have to live with the person I became
because of the outcome of that decision. What
was the second thing? Family is forever. The
people we choose to share our lives with become
our family. It is important we are as faithful
to them as the people in the family in which
we grew up. Well, that's right. And we're proud
of you, son. I mean, your mom is always bragging
to the ladies at church about her son, the starship
captain. Oh, stop, Charles. It's not just because
you're a captain, Nick. We're proud of you for
the fine young man you've become. Thanks, guys.
I needed to hear that. Of course. And anytime
you want to settle down and give us some grandchildren,
also be nice. Not that I'm praying for that.
You are true to yourself, dear mother of mine.
I've got to be me. Mom, I have a question. When
I was a kid, you said I used to have a Sammy
Sehlat stuffed animal. Do you remember? Oh, heavens
yes. You loved that thing and took it everywhere
you went. It's a good thing, too, because you
were prone to wandering off. Um, why was that
a good thing? Well... I guess since you're a
little older now, we can tell you. When you were
little, you would wander off and we'd have a
heck of a time finding you. So, one night, we
put a tracker in your Sehlat to keep an
eye on you. It came in handy a few times. What?
You planted a tracker on me? Oh, don't worry
about it, Nick. After you told us you didn't
remember having them, we stopped tracking it.
This is going to sound crazy. Do you guys still
have the frequency for the tracker? I think so.
I'd have to look for it. If you find it, could
you send it to me? It may help me find some answers
I've been looking for. Sure. I mean, we'll look
for it right away. Thank you. That would be a
big help. I'd have to run, but it was nice talking
to both of you. I love you. So very much. We
love you too, Nick. Very much. You guys are my
heroes. You know that, right? I love you. Talk
to you soon. Computer. Close channel. I see Commander
Ch'rega reached out to you. Thank you for coming
to my rescue, Commander. She did. But in all
honesty, I'm not sure what my role is. I'm going
in here to run some tests. I need you to not
let anyone in until I say it's okay. If my hunch
is right, I'll find out certain things some people
don't want anyone to know. I need you to be my
muscle. You got it, Doc. Thanks, Tiger. I owe
you one. Computer, lock door and do not allow
entry at this time to anyone. Room secured. Okay,
let's get to it. Computer, create for me a forensic
laboratory of the early to mid -21st century.
Program complete. Computer, is this an authentic
representation of a forensic lab from the time
period? Affirmative. This is a replication of
the Royal Forensics Laboratory in London, England
circa 2034. You're sure the equipment will not
interface with any Starfleet database and the
results the lab supplies will be 100 % accurate?
Affirmative. The facility does not interact with
any Federation databases. Results will be 100
% accurate for the time period. Okay then. That
will have to do. Computer? Populate a proper
staff with whom I can interact. Well, it looks
a little antiquated, but it will have to do.
Computer, run program. Excuse me. One moment.
Eight, nine, ten. Okay. Oh. Sorry for that, Dr.
Nigel Rowbottom. I'm the director of the Royal
Forensic Laboratory. How can I be of assistance?
A pleasure to meet you, Dr. Rowbottom. I'm Dr.
Elizabeth Flint. I'm in desperate need of your
services. I have a patient, a 28 -year -old female
presenting with amnesia due to extreme trauma.
We have a DNA sample, which we think might be
hers, but we need to get her DNA from this blood
to verify her identity. Would you be able to
analyze this vial of blood as soon as possible?
Oh, um... Poor dear, I hope she's alright. What
happened to her? We believe she's had some genetic
manipulation done. She'll be fine, but time is
of the essence in this case. Ah, right. We'll
get right on it. Peterson! Yes, sir. Peterson,
take this sample. Get it ready for DNA profiling.
This one is top priority. Right away, Doctor.
By any chance, do you have the sample to compare
it to when Peterson finishes? Not with me at
this time. Computer, freeze program. Computer,
translate the DNA sample from my workstation
in sickbay to match the type of results from
a lab like this. Have them arrive in the program
via an appropriate time period courier when they
finish analyzing the DNA of the blood sample.
Acknowledged. The results from sickbay will arrive
via contemporary courier prior to the end of
the current testing. Okay, excellent. Computer,
resume program. Oh, that's a shame. I'd like
to see how it all ends up. Well, cheer up, Nigel,
if I may call you that. The results are on their
way and should be here by the time Peterson completes
his work. Oh, good. Tell me, Elizabeth, if I
may call you Elizabeth, have you ever seen a
state -of -the -art forensic facility like this
one? No, Nigel. I can honestly say I have not.
Well, while we're waiting for Peterson to finish,
allow me the opportunity to give you the grand
tour. Nigel. I'd be delighted. Gazig to Captain
Moore. Go ahead, Gazig. Sir, you're receiving
a personal communication from Earth. Thank you,
Mr. Gazig. Could you route that to my terminal
in the ready room, please? Aye, sir. Gazig out.
Computer. Coffee. Extra mocha. Two shots of espresso.
Gazig to Captain Moore. You're receiving a priority
one communique from Admiral Kilgallon. Well,
this isn't gonna cut it. Gonna need something
a little bit stronger for this. Send it through
to my terminal, Mr. Gazig. Hello, Admiral. What
can I do for you? Nick, I've been hearing some
rumors about your ship, and I thought you might
like a chance to explain yourself. And what rumors
are those, Admiral? Don't play dumb with me,
Moore. Explain yourself. Sir, with all due respect,
I have no idea what rumors you're referring to.
I can't tell if this is willful ignorance or
sheer incompetence. The fact you are not aware
of what is happening on your own ship makes me
wonder if I picked the right man for the center
chair. Again, with all due respect, Admiral,
what the hell are you talking about? You forget
yourself, Captain. Did I not give you explicit
orders that my family's personal life was not
to be the topic of the ship's gossip mill? To
the best of my knowledge, no one has been spreading
rumors about your family. If word has been spreading
about your connection to the crew of the ship,
perhaps your daughter has been talking about
things with her shipmate. You're on thin ice,
Captain. Sir, I can assure you Commander Ch'rega
and I have not told a soul. Those of the crew
who know about this were told by your daughter.
and were ordered to silence on the matter by
Commander Ch'rega. So I guess that's why your
nosy bhreathnach doctor is poking around in my
daughter's medical history. Or why your first
officer is mentioning my family connection in
her personal log. You've got a pretty loosie
-goosey way of running a starship, Captain. That's
not how we run things in my fleet. If Dr. Flynn
is looking into medical records, it must be by
request of Lieutenant Maysha. I can assure you
of her complete professionalism. As for Commander
Ch'rega, I am not aware of the goings -on in
her personal logs. By nature, they are personal.
But I will clear this up with her as soon as
possible. Don't get me wrong, Captain. I'm not
angry with you. I'm actually very disappointed.
You're breaking my heart, Nick. I trusted you
with the most important thing in the universe
to me. My daughter. I understand, Admiral. And
I am sorry. Let me give you some free advice,
Nick. Yes, sir. There seems to be a lot going
on aboard the Resilience, some of which you have
no knowledge of. You need to pay closer attention
to what is happening. You need good people on
which you can rely, like on the lists of engineers
and first officer candidates. You need allies
who are loyal only to you, people who will have
your back in the fray, who are willing to do
whatever it takes to protect your position. And
who will do whatever you ask them to do in any
situation. Otherwise, you're going to be on your
back foot all the time. Not knowing what is happening
on your own ship all the time. No discipline.
No order. That's why you have to fight, Nick.
Fight, sir? That's right. Fight. You have to
fight to maintain order. Fight to maintain dominance.
You have to fight like you're storming the gates
of Hades itself. Or you're going to lose control
of your own ship. You'll never really be in command
on a ship with weakness. They need to know you
are in charge and you are not to be challenged.
Do I make myself clear? Yes, sir. Very clear.
Good. Get your house in order, Captain. I won't
tell you again. Kilgallon out. More to Ch'rega.
Ch'rega here, Captain. Commander, would you join
me in my ready room? More out. You sent for me,
sir? Take a seat, Commander. Computer, refresh
my coffee. Would you like something, Commander?
No, thank you, sir. Commander, have you ever
heard the story of the wolf and the lamb? No,
sir. I don't believe so. The story goes of a...
hungry wolf who one day saw a lamb drinking at
a stream. He was hungry and decided that this
lamb was going to be his dinner. So he tried
to find a way to justify to the lamb for making
him his dinner. The wolf started out, What do
you mean by muddying the water I am going to
drink? Please forgive me, replied the lamb. I
am sorry to displease you, but I am downstream.
As you can see, the water is clearer for you
than it is for me. That's all very well, said
the wolf, but you grossly insulted me behind
my back last year. Nay, said the lamb, I was
not yet born. It must have been your brother
then, growled the wolf. It cannot be, since I
have never had one, replied the lamb. Well, I
won't go supperless. Even though you refute every
one of my assertions, responded the wolf. He
then seized the poor lamb, carried him off to
the woods, and ate him. Do you understand this
story, Commander? I think so. The lamb was able
to refute every charge by the wolf, yet the wolf
still carried him off and ate him for no good
reason. Exactly, Ch'rega. Or as the author described
it. A tyrant will always find a pretext for their
tyranny. I just had a conversation with Admiral
Kilgallon. He said you put an entry in your personal
log regarding him and Lieutenant Masha being
related. Would you care to explain why you did
that? He told you that? I didn't think it would
happen so quickly. Commander? I suspected Admiral
Kilgallon was tapping into our logs to keep tabs
on what was happening on this ship. In the morning
after our dinner with him, he'd used a phrase
in the conversation with us that was word for
word, something I had said in a personal log
I recorded prior to going to dinner. This seemed
like the only way to confirm it, so I planted
information to test my hypothesis. He apparently
took the bait. Very clever, Commander. Although
next time, you might want to give me a heads
up. He was grilling me about it. No. I couldn't
risk it, sir. If I was right, I didn't want any
of the blowback to fall on you. This needed your
ignorance of my actions to be genuine. I apologize,
sir, for putting you on the spot. Okay. Here's
what I propose. I'll stop behaving like a horse's
ass. And you stop doing covert black ops stuff.
We need to be a team. And for my shortcomings,
I apologize. Let's start from the beginning.
Hello. I'm Captain Nick Moore. You must be Commander
Ch'rega Doth. It would be an honor if you would
be my first officer. It would be an honor to
serve with you, Captain Moore. What do we do
now, sir? Well, we know he's monitoring us. He
also has spies on the ship because he knows Elizabeth
has been looking into Masha's DNA. Actually,
Dr. Flint has a workaround to that problem. Hopefully
we should hear something soon. Okay, good. We
have that going for us. I know this sets a dangerous
precedent, but... You were right about Admiral
Kilgallon. Serving under him fresh out of the
Academy made... an impression on my life and
my career. He is kind of a legend and people
wanted to be like him. His talk of loyalty and
family was very hypnotic to a fresh -faced ensign.
But now, I think the spell is broken. I see him
for the tyrant he is. I appreciate you saying
that. What do you suggest? Suggest we do what
we should have been doing all along. Our duty.
We should have been looking for the truth. More
to Gazig. Would you come to my ready room for
a moment? Aye, sir. On my way. Gazig out. What
part does Gazig play in our duty to the truth?
One moment, Wa'DIch, and you will see. You needed
to see me, sir. Yes, Mr. Gazig. Commander Ch'rega
had you doing some digging for her, and I want
you to continue. Also, the message I received
prior to Admiral Kilgallon contains a transponder
frequency. I would like you to verify if there
is an active signal on that frequency, and what
is its current location. Aye, sir. I'll get on
it right away. And that's the full tour, Elizabeth.
I hope I didn't hype it up too much, but I'm
quite proud of our facilities. As well as you
should be, Nigel. It's quite an impressive place.
Well... If you're interested, we are always looking
for talented people to join us, and I must say,
your medical and genetic knowledge is some of
the best I've ever seen. I appreciate the offer,
but my current position is a pretty sweet deal.
They would be heartbroken if I decided to leave
them. What a shame. Well, you're sure I can't
convince you? It's kind of you to offer love,
but my boss would be really upset if I took you
up on your proposition. I'm an integral part
of the team. They really rely on me. Well, can't
blame the guy for trying. Sorry to interrupt.
This arrived for Dr. Flint. Oh, thank you, Reginald.
Um, UFP? Is that where you work? I don't think
I've heard of them. They are an up -and -coming
conglomerate with a broad portfolio. I work in
the medical division. Interesting. Maybe someday
I'll be working for you. That's quite likely,
Nigel. Shall we check to see if the results are
ready? Absolutely. Peterson! Here are the results
you are waiting for, sir. Thank you, Peterson.
Right, yes. These results are remarkable. I don't
think I've ever seen results like this before.
In fact, these base pair sequences couldn't possibly
be human. Nigel, you've got that right. Thank
you for the use of your lab, love. But this is
where we part ways. Computer! Remove lab personnel.
Dr. Flint to Captain Moore. Moore here. Go ahead,
Doctor. Sir, could you and Commander Ch'rega
please come to holodeck 4? I think I may have
the information we've been waiting for. We're
on our way. Moore out. Would you join me, Wa'DIch?
Aye, sir. You have the bridge, Lieutenant Colt.
Aye, sir. What's... What's going on here? You
okay over there, Gazig? The captain asked me
to see if I could get a response from this tracker.
It's almost 40 years old, but I'm... I'm still
getting a signal. That's a good thing, right?
I don't know, Mia. I'm finding it hard to believe
the location I'm receiving for the transmitter.
Would you try it and see what you're getting?
Sure. Send me the frequency. I see what you mean.
This is really confusing. I'm glad it's not just
me. Let me run it again. Yep. It's definitely
not you, Gazig. You know what you need to do.
Absolutely. Gazig to Captain Moore. Moore here.
Go ahead, Gazig. Sir, Lieutenant Colton and I
have each run that frequency a couple times,
and we're getting some surprising results. I
thought you might, Mr. Gazig. Sir? I'm on my
way to a meeting with Dr. Flint, Gazig. Hold
tight on those results. Depending on the outcome
of the meeting, I'll be in contact with you afterward.
Aye, sir. Gazig out. It... Feels like things
are falling into place. I certainly hope so.
We need to catch a break. Agreed. Captain, Commander.
Dr. Flint said you were on your way. Now that
you're here, I'll return to the bridge. Thank
you, Commander. I appreciate you standing guard.
You're welcome, sir. Commander. Commander. After
you, Ch'rega. Quite a place you have here, Doctor.
You may want to give me a raise to get me to
stay. They offered me a position with a lucrative
benefits package with possible stock options.
I'll talk to HR and see what we can work out.
What do you have for us? In all honesty, more
questions. Check this out. Hmm. I don't know
very much about DNA, but these do not look at
all similar. You're right, Commander. These are
not the same person. They are both from an Orion.
The top one belongs to our girl. The bottom one
is also from an Orion female. But when you apply
the Horvath clock to the DNA methylation data,
you can calculate the general age of the person.
The Orion who owns this DNA is approximately
35 years old. It's also clear she suffered from
Velnoran Syndrome. So, any pregnancy she had
would not have been viable and most likely have
ended in a miscarriage. This is very interesting,
Doctor. We need to put this information someplace
where no one can get to it. Computer. Take the
DNA results created by Dr. Flint and save them
as part of the forensic lab file. Code the file
to only accept voice print authorization of myself,
Commander Ch'rega, and Dr. Flint, and save program.
Program saved and encrypted. Okay, I think it's
time to move on to the next phase. More to Gazig.
Gazig here. Yes, Captain? Do the results you
have point to a location on Deck 4? Yes, sir.
How did you know? A lucky guess, Lieutenant.
Would you contact Lieutenant T 'Val and the two
of you meet us at the source of the signal? Aye,
sir. Gassing out. Computer, end program. Ladies,
would you care to join me on Deck 4? Come. Captain.
Is this a party? In a manner of speaking, um...
Actually, would you mind if we come in? Uh...
Yes, uh, sure. I know this is going to sound
odd, but would you mind if Mr. Gazig scanned
your quarters? We are getting indications of
a signal transmitting from here. Yeah. Go ahead,
Gazig. What are you hoping to find? Hopefully,
proof which may end up tying our past together.
Sir, I think we have something here. What did
you find, Mr. Gazig? I would say this is pretty
conclusive, sir. The signal is definitely coming
from us a lot. What does that mean? It means
you and I met 20 years ago, but the memories
were taken from us. This would be where we need
your assistance, Counselor. I would be happy
to meet with each of you and walk you through
recovering as many memories as possible. But
it will take time. Unfortunately, time is a luxury
neither of us has at this point. There has to
be a way you can help us concurrently. I remember
reading about the USS Voyager under Captain Janeway
when they encountered a group of Borg drones
who were hiding from the Collective in a place
called the Unimatrix Zero. In these logs, she
described how the ship's security chief, Commander
Tuvix, helped her and Seven of Nine to share
consciousness through the technique called, what
was it, the Bridging of Minds. Is that something
you would be able to do while guiding us at the
same time? It is a possible option. However...
It is not without its risks. Not the least of
which I have never attempted this type of meld,
or even seen it performed. If it would help,
we can do it in sickbay while Liz watches over
all of you. What about Dr. Narlin? We can have
Commander Vek standing guard to prevent him from
interfering. What do you say, T'vel? Are you
willing to give it a try? This is an unprecedented
request, Captain. My professional ethics tell
me this is something I need to do for the sake
of my shipmates. At least with Dr. Flint monitoring
the three of us, she could tell us something
was going wrong, pull us out of it. I will need
a few hours to prepare and to study relevant
texts regarding the proper technique. Would two
hours be enough time? That should be a sufficient
amount of time. Okay, good. What do you think,
Lieutenant? I don't know, sir. This is an awfully
big thing to just ask out of the blue. I mean,
what if we do this and nothing changes? Or worse,
we do this and we get lost in the mindscape?
Or what if we find what we think is the answer
to our questions and... put us or even the crew
in danger that would mean whoever did this to
me to us will have won i don't know if i could
live with myself after that speaking for myself
i believe i could live with it you and i were
robbed of something very important i had memories
taken from me and maybe even the truth You have
possibly had your entire sense of self taken
away from you. Your whole person just gone. I
don't know if I can do this. The needs of the
many outweigh the needs of the few, or the one.
I don't want to be the one who causes something
bad to happen to my shipmates. I don't think
I could live with that. But in order for things
to change, logic must be applied to the situation.
Because logic is the cement of our civilization,
with which we ascend out of chaos using reason
as our guide. Are we ascending from chaos? Or
are we ascending to chaos? One can only ascend
out of chaos, Lieutenant. Not necessarily, Counselor.
Space. Space is chaos. Without a tether to connect
you to an anchor, you float away. Logic can't
help you in the chaos of the void. Maybe I should
just accept the position at the Daystrom Institute
my father got for me on Earth. Maysha, you're
safer here on the Resilience than you are on
Earth. Do you hear me? Everything made sense
before. Returning to Earth will make the picture
clear again. May, I need you to hear me. Listen
to me. Remember when you were crashing after
Strawn's funeral and how I would not let you
be alone? Yes. This is the same kind of situation.
I will be here with you every step of the way.
You and I are be'nI'pu' nItebHa' lul. That is a
very deep and sacred bond. Do you trust me not
to let anything happen to you? Yes, I... I...
I do trust you, Ch'rega. Then I ask you to also
trust the Captain, T'vel, and Dr. Flint. These
are people of great honor, and I would lay down
my life for them, or for you. Do you trust me?
I trust you. If you will be there. I'll do it.
A herd of raging Targs couldn't keep me away
from your side. Okay, great. If we're all in
agreement, let's meet in sickbay at 20 hundred
hours. The cast for this episode in order of
appearance. Jeff Welch as Captain Nick Moore.
Patti Knox as Commander Ch'rega Doth. Stephanie
Knox as Lieutenant T'vel. Clayton Warden as
Lieutenant Gazig. Melodie Gibson as Lieutenant
Mason. Amy Welch as The Computer. Jeff Welch
as Ensign Nick Moore. Faye Holliday as Dr. Elizabeth
Flint. Abby Welch as Ensign Meade. Gareth Murden
as Dr. Pemeth Narlin, Rob Harrower as Charles Moore, Patti Knox as Kay Moore, Mark Douglas S. as Lt. Cmdr. Prow Vek, Mike Le Beau as Dr. Nigel Rowbottom, Gareth Bowley as Peterson, Mike Hansen as Admiral Michael Kilgallon and Reginald, Mirah Fae as Lt. Mia Colt. Additional credits available
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