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Archer to the Bridge.

I'm sorry, sir.
I have orders to keep you here.

Orders?

- From who?
- The Captain.

- We're losing forward hull plating!
- Target their engines.

No effect.

What the hell's going on?

Someone take him back to his quarters.

- Weapons are off-line!
- Captain!

It's been a long road

Gettin' from there to here

It's been a long time

But my time is finally near

And I will see my dream
Come alive at last

I will touch the sky

And they're not gonna
Hold me down no more

No, they're not gonna change my mind

'Cause I've got faith of the heart

I'm going where my heart will take me

I've got faith to believe

I can do anything

I've got strength of the soul

And no one's gonna bend or break me

I can reach any star

I've got faith

I've got faith

Faith of the heart

Hello?

You're up early.

T'Pol?

I know this all seems unfamiliar.
I promise I'll explain everything.

Why don't you sit down?
Breakfast is almost ready.

Where are we?

Jonathan, please, sit down.
I'll answer all of your questions.

Today is a very important day.

I have a great deal to tell you.

What's the last thing you remember?

I was in the Command Centre
looking at long-range scans.

Do you remember what happened
after you left the Command Centre?

We were in a corridor, you and I...

on our way to the Bridge.

This will be difficult for you to accept...

but that was 12 years ago.

- You coming tonight?
- I hadn't planned on it.

I can make movie night
mandatory for senior officers.

You'll enjoy it.

Rosemary's Baby.
It'll scare the hell out of you.

Archer to the Bridge. Report.

There's a power surge
in the starboard nacelle.

It seems to have been caused
by an anomaly.

Take us out of warp.

The helm's not responding.

The starboard injectors are fused.

I'm reading more anomalies ahead.

Alter course. 20 degrees to port.

- You have to get out of here.
- I'm not leaving you.

How do you feel?

Like a shuttlepod landed on my head.

- Was anyone else hurt?
- No.

Captain, there are a few questions
I have to ask you.

Well, it'll have to wait.
I want to get to the Bridge.

I'm afraid I have to insist.

When did you last speak
to Commander Tucker?

This morning, staff briefing.

Why?

What's going on, Phlox?

The anomaly in the corridor
left something behind.

We've never seen it before.

This is a microcellular scan
of your hippocampus.

You've been infected
by several clusters of parasites.

They haven't caused
any tissue damage...

but they're impairing
certain synaptic functions.

They're preventing you from forming
new long-term memories.

Long term?

You can recall events that happened
before the infection...

but everything after
fades within a few hours.

Captain, you've been in Sickbay
for the past three days.

You last spoke to Commander Tucker
about seven hours ago.

He came to see you, right here.

You can't remove these parasites?

So far they haven't responded
to any traditional therapies.

But I'm synthesising an antigen
that shows some promise.

You can be assured I won't stop
working on this until I find a cure.

The Doctor continued to search for
a remedy over the next several weeks.

Commander Tucker and I did our best...

to keep you updated each day
on the progress of our mission.

It looked like we had a lead
on that Xindi ship...

the one we planted
the tracking device on.

But it turned out to be a garbage scow.

They were carrying a shipment
with the same radiolytic signature.

I had an idea this morning
after you told me what happened.

I came up with a way to upgrade
the antimatter inducers.

We can travel farther on less fuel.

Let me guess.
I already gave you these specs.

A week ago.

But your upgrades are working nicely.

I should get back to Engineering.

See you both later.

I imagine that must happen often.

Maybe these daily briefings
aren't such a good idea.

Looks like it's just
a waste of your time...

and Trip's.

I disagree.

We both rely on your experience.

You can still contribute
to the success of this mission.

I'm sure you have work to do.

I'll be in my quarters.

In the corridor, when the anomaly hit...

I urged you to leave me behind.

If you had...

it's likely I'd be the one
suffering from this condition.

Fortunately, I don't take
orders from you.

Captain.

I never expressed my gratitude
for what you did.

I suppose there's not much point
in thanking me.

A few hours from now
I won't remember.

Bridge to T'Pol.

Go ahead.

We're receiving a hail
through the subspace buoy.

It's Starfleet.

I'm on my way.

This was not a conversation
I was looking forward to.

It was Admiral Forrest.

The Command Council had reviewed
the Doctor's report on your condition.

They relieved you of duty,
and granted me a field commission.

Forrest made you Captain.
I suppose congratulations are in order...

even if they are belated.

I guess...

these parasites weren't so easy
to remove after all.

Phlox discovered that the organisms...

are from a domain
outside normal space-time.

They exist in a state of interspatial flux.

None of his treatments
had any effect on them.

What about the mission?
Did you find the Xindi weapon?

After several months of searching...

we learned where the weapon
was being constructed.

But the Xindi knew
we were getting close.

They dispatched two vessels
to intercept us.

That last one took out warp engines.

They're locking onto
the starboard docking port.

Send security teams.

I'm reading 23 intruders
on Decks C, D, and E.

Have your men set up
a defence perimeter on B-Deck.

We've lost weapons!

- Is their ship still docked with us?
- It is.

Both ships are disabled.

We've lost 13 of the crew.
Twenty-two injured, several critical.

The Xindi?

We've taken nine prisoners...

but the Brig was only designed for two.

- I'm not sure what to do with the others.
- Blow them out the airlock.

Put them in crew quarters
under heavy guard.

How are the repairs coming?

We should have hull plating and
torpedoes in the next couple of hours.

The warp drive's another question.

The starboard nacelle's a lost cause.
Half the coils have been fused.

How long to repair them?

If we were at Jupiter Station,
three weeks.

Out here...

I'd have to rebuild the coil assembly
from scratch.

Six months minimum.

For now, the best I can give you
is warp 1.7.

We're not going to get very far
at that speed.

Resume our previous heading.
Dismissed.

How can we keep going
with one warp engine?

There's no other option.

What in the world were you thinking
when you rammed that ship?

I chose the logical course of action.

Since the Captain got sick, this mission
has taken one wrong turn after another.

If you believe I've acted improperly, I
suggest you contact Admiral Forrest.

You said we eventually
found the weapon.

How could we manage that
without warp engines?

We located the facility
where the Xindi constructed the probe.

But it had already been deployed.

- Earth?
- Destroyed.

They didn't stop at your homeworld.

They attacked every human outpost
they could find.

Mars...

Alpha Centauri...

Vega colony...

all were destroyed.

How many of us are left?

Less than 6,000.

We're on the fifth planet
in the Ceti Alpha system.

It's far from the Expanse.

What happened to the crew?

Most of them are still aboard the ship.

It's in orbit, patrolling this system.

How did...

all these people get here?

Survivors from human colonies realised
they needed a place to take refuge.

Several convoys headed
for this system.

One of them was led by Enterprise.

There's a ship approaching
at high warp.

It's Vulcan.

They're hailing us.

- Ambassador.
- I need to speak with you, T'Pol.

Come in.

That uniform doesn't suit you, Captain.

I doubt you travelled all this way
to criticise my attire.

I want you to return with me to Vulcan.

I'm no longer under your authority.

It's not an order, it's a request...

for your own safety.

Two weeks ago, the High Command
received a distress call...

from the Earth convoy
in the Mutara system.

By the time our ships reached them...

they found nothing but a field of debris.

The weapon signatures were Xindi.

Even if your ships do manage
to reach Ceti Alpha...

it's most likely
you'll find an armada waiting for you.

We're prepared to confront them.

It was a mistake
ordering you to leave Enterprise.

It forced you to make
an impulsive decision.

If you return with me now...

the High Command is prepared
to reinstate your rank.

I won't leave them.

Them or him?

There are specialists on Vulcan
that can help Archer.

- You'd take him as well?
- Lf you return to Vulcan.

You owe the humans nothing.

They chose to leave Earth
before they were ready.

If they'd accepted our counsel,
this tragedy would have been avoided.

- We could have saved them.
- How?

We held back their warp program
for 100 years.

A policy which you supported.

If we would have helped them
develop faster ships, better defences...

Your emotional attachment to Archer
is clouding your logic.

We'll be within range
for another 30 hours...

should you reconsider.

Come in.

Did things go well with the Vulcans?

How did you know that they were...

There was obviously a reason
I chose these quarters.

You can see a lot from this window.

What did they want?

They were here
to replenish our supplies.

I've been thinking about
everything you told me.

I realise I'm not fit
to command the ship...

but there's got to be some way
I can help.

I could give Trip a hand in Engineering.

We tried something similar
to that a few months ago.

It was uncomfortable for you.

So I'm supposed to stay locked up
in my quarters all day?

You often take Porthos for a walk,
visit the classrooms on D-Deck.

The children enjoy hearing
about our earlier missions.

In other words...

just stay out of the way.

After nearly a year,
we arrived in this system.

Our convoy was the only one
to reach it.

The others had all been
attacked and destroyed.

This planet's barely Minshara-Class.

Maybe we should've picked one
with a little more blue and green on it.

I'd like to head down with a
survey team and scout for colony sites.

You're needed on Enterprise.

The civilian leaders are going
to want to meet with you.

Me? You're the one they deal with.

I'm resigning my commission.

You're sure you want to do this?

Captain Archer will be better off
on the surface with the others.

He'll need a caretaker,
someone he trusts.

I can't be in two places
at the same time.

You're making one hell of a sacrifice.

Why?

I have my reasons.

The civilian ships were disassembled
for their components and raw materials.

We used them
to construct the settlement.

At this point, you often wonder if you're
the victim of some elaborate deception.

The thought did cross my mind.

Margaret Mullin.

You met her
when you were 24 years old...

during flight school in San Francisco.

The night before you graduated,
you asked her to marry you...

outside of her apartment
on Westgate Avenue.

She turned you down.

She said she didn't want
to become a Starfleet widow.

How the hell did you know that?

Our relationship has evolved
over the years.

Exactly how far has it evolved?

Nothing seems to have changed
since your last exam.

Is this why you came all the way
from Denobula, to give me a check-up?

You didn't tell him?

After the settlement was established,
it became clear that I was never going...

to find a treatment for your condition
if I remained here.

So I returned home...

and consulted with some
of the finest neurosurgeons...

and quantum theorists on Denobula.

My colleagues believed there was
no way to destroy these parasites...

short of vaporising you
in a subspace implosion.

They assured me the technology to do
what was required did not exist...

and they were correct.

It took almost a decade to develop...

but now I'm ready to put it to the test.

The procedure requires tremendous
amounts of energy levels...

that can only be produced in the
reactor of a warp-powered starship.

We're going to Enterprise.

It's good to see you, sir.

Captain Tucker.

I don't think you need
to call me "sir" anymore.

Old habits.

I apologise for the low lighting.
We're running on reserve power.

Antimatter's at a premium these days.

How long has it been
since you took command?

Nine years. I've got some people
who'd like to say hello.

- You're looking well, sir.
- Thank you. Commander, is it?

Actually, I've just
been promoted to Captain.

Malcolm's taking over
the Intrepid from Ramirez.

Did everyone get their own ship
while I was gone?

Not everyone, sir.

Hoshi.

There's a reception in the Mess Hall,
if you're feeling up to it.

A visit to Engineering
may be in order first.

I'll be using a highly focused
anti-proton beam...

to eradicate the parasites.

We'll start with this cluster today.

Why not remove all of them at once?

This procedure's never been attempted
before. We should move cautiously.

When can you begin?

The emitters should be calibrated
within the hour.

Come in.

- You left the reception early.
- It was a little disturbing.

From my perspective, I saw most
of those people just a few hours ago.

It couldn't have been easy for you.

Telling me the same story
over and over again for 12 years.

I don't always tell it in detail.

I hope I have told you this before, but...

I'm very grateful
for everything you've done for me.

If this works...

Phlox to Captain Archer.

- Go ahead.
- We're ready.

I'm picking up
an intermittent duranium signature.

Is it a ship?

I'm not certain. It's in a close orbit
around the sun.

We'd better check it out.
Lay in a course.

Increase to 800 millicochranes.

Increase to 850.

There's a small vessel
just outside the chromosphere.

Is it Xindi?

The hull configuration doesn't match.
There's one bio-sign on board.

Open a channel.

This is Captain Charles Tucker.

Is there something
we can help you with?

- He's moving.
- Follow him.

- His warp coils are charging.
- Target one of his nacelles.

Bring it into the Launch Bay.

Just as my simulations predicted.

There's no trace
of the parasites I targeted.

Well, I understand I may have
a passenger on my voyage home.

I'm remaining at the settlement
for the time being.

He may need my help
during his recovery.

Have you told the Captain
how you feel about him?

It's obvious you've become
quite attached.

It's nothing to be ashamed of.

Vulcans experience the same emotions
as any other species.

- They're simply better at hiding them.
- I'm not hiding anything.

He risked his life to save me.
I'm merely repaying a debt.

I can only imagine
what it must have been like...

spending all those years in that house,
learning so much about him.

Yet he remembers nothing about you...

beyond the day he became ill.

If we are successful, perhaps...

things will be different.

- There's a discrepancy in these scans.
- What is it?

I deal in Rigelian flamegems.

I was waiting for a prospective buyer
when you attacked me.

You picked an odd place
for a business transaction.

We searched your ship.
We didn't find any cargo.

That's because I jettisoned it all.
I thought you were going to arrest me.

Flamegems are illegal in this region.

We found your species
in our Vulcan database.

It appears
Yridians are information dealers.

Who hired you? Was it the Xindi?

Xindi?

Maybe we didn't give his vessel
a close enough look.

Go back to the Launch Bay.

Use a plasma torch...

and slice that ship
into neat little pieces.

Keep at it till you find some evidence...

that supports his story.

You're going to destroy my ship?

It's not you they want.

- It's the Denobulan.
- Phlox?

- I was hired to follow him.
- Hired by who?

I don't know.
They work through intermediaries.

I was paid to follow the Denobulan
if he ever left his homeworld.

What did you tell them? Answer me!

What's the problem?

Your engineers won't let us continue
with the Captain's treatment.

Those are my orders.

Look, I'd do anything
to help the Captain...

but we've got bigger problems
at the moment.

This may be the only solution
to your problems, Captain.

Destroying these parasites
is most likely the key...

to saving humanity and Earth.

Earth's gone.

This image was taken
a few minutes ago.

You can see the region where I
eradicated the first cluster of parasites.

It's gone in this image as well.
This scan was taken over 12 years ago.

The cluster has disappeared...

from all the scans I've taken
over the last 12 years.

It's as though it never existed at all.

By destroying the organisms
in the present...

we appear to have neutralised them
in the past.

We know they're from
another spatial domain.

Apparently, they also exist
outside of time.

If we can eliminate
all the parasites, it's possible...

the Captain's infection
will never have occurred.

History may be altered.

Captain Archer will have remained
in command of Enterprise.

Our mission in the Expanse could
have an entirely different outcome.

We only have to divert power
for a few hours.

I am certain I can complete
the procedure in that time.

I'm sorry. We need all the power
we've got for the weapons.

If the Xindi are on the way, there's
very little we can do to stop them.

Well, we can't just run up the white flag.

Bridge to Captain Tucker.
You'd better get up here, sir.

I'm on my way.

We'll talk about this later.

I'm getting a signal
from one of our sentry probes.

Six Xindi ships
have entered the system.

Charge the phase-cannons.

- Is everyone in position?
- Aye, sir.

- The Xindi ships are in range.
- Fire.

Our shields are holding.

Nice to know they work in combat.

Remind me to send a thank you note
to General Schran.

Adjust your heading. 3-1-0 mark 2-7.
Full impulse.

Two of their ships are breaking off.
They're following us.

- What about the others?
- Still heading toward the planet.

The Insectoid ship's been damaged.
They're losing power.

Target the second one.

Their engine's disabled.

The other Xindi ships
have changed their heading.

I think we're going to find out how much
of a beating these new shields can take.

T'Pol?

- What's happening?
- Jonathan, you need to rest.

- Where are you going?
- To the Bridge.

I'm not going to just lie here while
they destroy what's left of humanity.

You should remain here.

Forward shielding's at 52%.

Turbolifts are down.

Intrepid's taken a direct hit.
They've lost their port nacelle.

Tell them to withdraw.

Our phase-cannons are down.

- Our forward shield's collapsing!
- Hull breaches on B-Deck, C-Deck.

- They're targeting the Bridge!
- Hard to port!

The Bridge is gone.

- T'Pol to Phlox.
- Go ahead.

Meet us in Engineering.
We're going to finish the procedure.

Understood.

We don't have time
to worry about parasites right now.

That's not necessarily true.
Come with me. I'll explain.

I'm sorry, Captain,
the chamber's been damaged.

Didn't you say we could destroy the
parasites with a subspace implosion?

- Yes, but then we...
- Can we create one?

We would have to overload
three plasma injectors.

That would send a feedback pulse
through the reactor.

You'll destroy the ship?

At this point,
it won't make much of a difference.

You two get to a shuttlepod.
They're only after humans.

If this doesn't work out,
you'll still have a chance.

That's an order.

With all due respect,
you were relieved of command.

One of the plasma injectors
was damaged. We'll have to replace it.

They're in supply locker C
on the upper level.

We're back in business.

Phlox!

Phlox.

- How much longer?
- Stand by.

How do you feel?

Like a shuttlepod landed on my head.

What's our status?

We've cleared the anomalies.

There's minor damage
to the starboard nacelle.

Repairs should be complete
within the hour.

You suffered a mild concussion.

I'd like to keep you overnight
for observation.

All right, Doctor.

You could have been seriously injured.
I told you to leave me behind.

Fortunately,
I don't take orders from you.

I believe you wanted to see this.

Rosemary's Baby?

You were obviously looking forward
to it...

and since you're not going to be able
to attend tonight.

Thanks.

Would you mind bringing me
another pillow?

Would you turn down the lights
just a little?

- Anything else?
- No, that's great.

You know...

you'd make a wonderful nurse.