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[narrator] Previously on
Star Trek: Discovery:

You are the only one who has had contact
with the Red Angel.

You said you don't understand
why it chose you.

[Spock] It guided me to a remote planet
and showed me...

the end.

My perception of reality was challenged
by visions from a time-traveling entity.

Who should help me but you, of course.

After all,
the entire Klingon war was your doing.

That version of me
that called your quarters home?

That version of me is dead,
and I'm not going back.

Would you please just move forward?
And let me do the same.

[Cornwell]
Whether I can issue orders or not,

we have to get a team on to that station
and reset Control.

- Michael, you have to open the airlock.
- No, I'm not gonna eject you into space.

I will unlock this door.

I will kill you.

Everything is because of you.

Because of me?

You have to find Project Daedalus.

What is Project Daedal...?

[gasping]

[Pike] Commander Airiam reminds us
that resilience...

is an unshakable virtue.

She was fiercely loyal.

To her crew.

To Starfleet.

And in her final moments...

she sacrificed herself for that loyalty.

That is how she'll be remembered.

[Tilly] Some people choose to live
their lives as if nothing is a miracle.

But Airiam fought for her life,
and so everything was.

Everything that she saw,
everything that she felt,

all of her memories,
they made a kind of...

constellation for her.

I'm...

I'm grateful to her for that lesson.

She was my friend.

[Stamets] She said once,
without a hint of self-pity...

that the paths of trillions of particles
had been forever changed,

simply because she
and her husband smiled at each other.

She was happy that together,

they made the universe
a little less orderly.

I just felt the weight of what I had lost.

But she showed me that my augmentation
didn't make me an imitation of myself.

It made both of us new.

And that there could be a future.

She was right.

[Burnham] There are so many reasons
to join Starfleet.

We get to reach for the stars.
We get to reach for the best in ourselves.

But most important...

we get to reach for each other.

We get to do what we love,

alongside colleagues who become friends.

Who become family.

And who better to stand with,
shoulder to shoulder...

facing those pivotal moments?

Who more painful to let go?

I am so sorry, Airiam.

On Kaminar...

we sing songs of remembrance for those
who have been taken from us too soon.

This is a song of remembrance for Airiam.

[Saru singing in Kelpien]

You spoke beautifully.

Thank you.

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry you were confined
to quarters for so long.

I told Captain Pike
you weren't responsible.

It's okay.

If I were in his shoes,
I'd have done the same.

I just wish it had played out differently.

Yeah.

Michael.

I can feel what you're trying to do, Ash.

I can.

But Section 31 created Control,

and some future version of it came here,
and now Airiam is gone.

You don't think I knew
what was happening, do you?

Of course not.

But your duty is still to them.

So...

[Pike] Let's start
with everything we know.

The AI is from the future.

It infected Airiam, and forced her to copy
some of the Sphere data into Control,

so Control could evolve.

We stopped her before it could happen.

How did the Section 31 program

designed to eliminate threats
become the threat?

Time travel.

The one variable
we cannot possibly predict is the future.

And clearly that future AI is built

on advanced technology
of which we have no understanding.

How do we stop it?

To the best of our knowledge,

the future AI only infected Airiam
and Control.

Airiam's neural system was erased
before her funeral.

As for Control,
it was used only by Section 31.

We destroyed the station
where Control was located.

And per your suggestion, admiral,

we advised all Section 31 ships
to run diagnostic tests.

All came out clean.

[Pike] Let's not celebrate yet.

The AI that infected Control
could have sent itself off-station.

We have to assume it's lying dormant,
but it could re-emerge at any time.

And when it does, we have to be able
to destroy it somehow.

[door opens]

Hi... Oh, um...

Sorry, uh, captain, admiral, everyone.
I should have knocked.

Although it is kind of pointless.
These doors pretty much open on their own.

Ensign, did you need something?

Uh, well, actually, I fou...
I have something.

I mean, I found something. Um...

So, I was, uh, reviewing some scans
of Airiam's system.

And I found this weird code.

And at first I figured it's just some junk
from an old update.

But then I discovered it's actually a file

that was implanted there
by a digital parasite.

The file is called Project Daedalus.

Those are the last words
Airiam said to me.

The file also contains
a bio-neural signature of the Red Angel.

Michael, it's you.

[Pike] While Dr. Culber hasn't been
officially reinstated,

I've asked him to oversee analysis
of the data Tilly uncovered.

[Spock] The results are conclusive?

Well, every test that I've run
on Commander Burnham

is a 100-percent match

to the bio-neural signature found
in Airiam's Daedalus file.

We have to consider the source.
Airiam was compromised.

The AI could've had her plant information
to throw us off course.

I see no logic or strategic reason
for Airiam to provide a false positive.

And even if she had,
it would've read too perfect.

Humans have a few neural wildcards

that anything artificially generated
couldn't replicate.

- I would've caught it.
- We're saying that Michael,

our Michael Burnham,
is gonna wake up one day,

access time-travel technology
that doesn't exist yet,

and take it upon herself
to save the galaxy.

That supposition fits
her emotional profile rather precisely.

Particularly her drive
to take responsibility

for situations often beyond her control.

Thank you for sharing that
with the group, Spock.

[Spock] We must also assume

the cataclysmic events I foresaw
when the Angel appeared to me

are a result of Control evolving,
achieving consciousness.

Assume for a moment I am the Red Angel.

If I knew about an apocalypse,
why wouldn't I say so?

Perhaps you simply have a penchant
for the dramatic.

Okay.

[Spock]
The suit was emitting tetryonic radiation,

which would limit traditional radio
and sensor communication.

That would explain
my difficulties mind-melding with it.

And why it put seven signals in the sky.

It was trying to get
Starfleet's attention, maybe to warn us.

The first three signals appeared
on the asteroid, Terralysium and Kaminar,

with four left to reveal themselves.

If I'm guiding Starfleet
to these specific places,

it's some sort of path.

Why? What do these locations have
in common?

[Saru]
Admiral, captain, we've just received word

that a Section 31 vessel is on its way.

The Federation has cleared Discovery,
Lieutenant Spock

and Commander Burnham of all charges.

If you came all this way
to arrest somebody, you wasted a trip.

We're aware, admiral.

Chris, I'm sorry for the loss
of your crew member.

We're here to make sure nothing
from the future can attack the Federation.

We're already working on a strategy...

In other words, you're accumulating input
which only invites debate.

No debate, no innovation.

I prefer a little totalitarian efficiency,
but that's me.

Admiral, we have a solution.

I'm cringing already.

The angel is the only one with answers,

about the future, the AI
and perhaps how to stop it.

And we can't predict
when or how it will appear.

Correct.

So, we set a trap, we capture it...

and make it work for us.

The Red Angel's bio-neural signature
was hidden inside Airiam's data

in a file called Project Daedalus.

Are you absolutely certain
it was a match to Michael?

It's me.

[Saru] As the Angel travels through time,
she opens a micro-wormhole,

along with the possibility
that a future AI will follow her.

We can't let that happen again.

Agreed, which is why we have to stop her
from traveling back and forth.

We have to capture her. Me.

So...

how do you propose we trap her?

Twenty years ago, we discovered
the Klingons were researching time travel.

Obviously, a critical threat.

A warrior race with the ability to rewrite
the past and shape the future?

They'd have wiped us out before we could
even walk out of the primordial soup.

No offense.

None taken.

They would've.

We found ourselves
in a temporal arms race.

So, to gain a strategic advantage,
we developed the Daedalus Project.

It's ours.

Section 31's grand design for time travel.

You created the Red Angel?

The suit was on the verge of being tested
when it was destroyed by Klingon spies.

We thought they had abandoned
the project permanently.

Until the signals began.

Once the suit appeared
alongside the signals,

we started working on a way to capture it.

A mousetrap, if you will,
to get our technology back.

And the individual using that technology?

She will not be harmed.

There are gaps in your story
that I find disconcerting.

- I told you everything you need to know.
- Not if I'm the mission, sir.

Burnham.

I have the technical specifications
and a list of, uh, equipment required,

provided I may borrow some
of your top minds to build it.

You can work with Stamets.
He's one of our best.

[Spock] Even if they succeed,

there's still the matter of predicting
the Angel's next appearance.

She's not consistently accompanied
the arrival of the signals.

Signal or no signal,
there has to be a pattern to my jumps.

And once we find it, we'll find me.

I'll figure out a way to close
the wormhole when she gets here.

The graviton beams on our ship
should be powerful enough.

I would be happy to assist you
with the calculations, Captain Leland.

Admiral?

Let's go build a mousetrap.

[Burnham] Georgiou, wait.
What aren't you telling me?

How many times have you asked me that?
Aren't you getting bored?

I'll stop asking
when it stops being a question.

I know there's more
to that Daedalus story.

We shared what we needed to share.
At least I have.

Philippa.

I'm putting my life in your hands.

You asked for my trust.

I'm giving you a way to earn it.

I'm not the one with the information
you need to hear, Michael.

Leland?

It's my experience,

it's often our best intentions
that cause us to do most harm,

especially to those we care for.

[Stamets] This is the Red Angel.

The suit that lets someone travel
through time via micro-wormholes.

But wormholes are inherently unstable,

so the Angel needs to hold them open,
or she won't be able to get home again.

And as I understand it,
to keep the wormhole open,

the suit generates a membrane,
a protective layer that travels with her.

And one end stays attached
to her starting point in the future.

An anchor.

When she wants to go home,
it snaps her back like a rubber band.

Our phase discriminators will hold
the Angel in stasis beams,

so the membrane can't snap her back.

Then we'll lower her to a platform
where an electromagnetic pulse

will shut down the time crystal
that powers her suit.

And, uh,
then we raise the containment field,

and that will hold her here
for as long as we want.

And then, uh, we can question her,

and nothing from the future
will be able to reach us, right?

What's that look on your face?

I was thinking, you may be smarter
than the Stamets I knew.

You're also much more neurotic.
Have you considered medication?

Um...

Based on my calculations,

the phase discriminators
should function properly.

The problem is...

[woman] Attention: Please, clear
the shuttle bay until further notice.

Hey, Tilly, is, uh, Admiral Cornwell here?
I thought she might be...

[Tilly] Yeah. What? No, she's not.

No, but it is... It's great...
So great that you're here...

Please.

Your wide-eyed attempt to release
this fabulous male tension is a buzzkill.

You never learned to relish
a little discomfort, Red?

Who raised you?

My mom, but she wasn't around a lot...

Stop talking.

You said there was a problem, Paul?

Uh... Yes, with the phase discriminators.

We'd need the equivalent of 12 warp cores
to generate enough energy to run them.

And if we can even locate that much power,
it will be almost impossible to control.

Not for you.

In fact, we don't need warp cores.

One of the Project Daedalus testing sites
was on Essof Four.

Yes, I read about that place.
So much deuterium.

We can use it to create a plasma reactor
to power up our phase discriminators.

And then, snap, we have our mouse.

You are savvier than he was.

Um, you do know that he's gay, right?

Don't be so binary.

In my universe, he was pansexual,
and we had DEFCON-level fun together.

And you, too, papi.

Did you just call me papi?

Well, in my universe,

and... pretty much any universe
I can possibly imagine, I'm gay.

And so is he.

Of course you are.

I'm glad we all see
what's right in front of us.

And now if you'll excuse me,

I need to talk to Captain Pike
about setting a course for Essof Four.

What just happened?

Commander.

- Hey.
- I just...

Look.

My job is to preserve as many lives
as possible,

at any cost.

But what you said at the service...

It is hard to let go.

You did the right thing.

I'm grateful you were there.

Strange way to get to know someone,

but after seeing how hard
you fought for her,

the real her...

let's just say,
I'm grateful you were there, too.

The wormhole used by the Red Angel
would close on its own eventually.

But we must find a way
to force it closed immediately,

or risk another AI infiltration.

Unfortunately, Discovery's graviton beam
is not powerful enough to...

Which is why I said I'd do it
from my ship.

I'll have Specialist Tyler help.

We'll close it fast.

Did Captain Pike decide
that I needed a monitor?

Is that why you're here?

I chose to work with you

because I wanted to assess you myself.

Section 31 has engaged
in questionable practices of late.

Given that we will be working together

and the lives of those I care for
may be in your hands,

I need to know that you can be trusted.

If you can tell the answer,
I'm not doing my job very well.

Even without my ganglia,

I still have strong instinctive reactions
to dangerous situations and individuals.

And?

I believe you will work
to protect your crew and ours

to the very best of your ability.

I also believe there are many things
you are not saying.

[door opens]

Excuse me.

Mr. Saru, may I have a moment
with Captain Leland, please?

Certainly, commander.

Captain, we're preparing a strategy
to capture me.

I have a right to know everything you do.

As in, everything you know.

You are capable
of some intricate moral gymnastics.

And that's your job, right?

But I am giving you one chance

to explain everything
as you need to explain it.

I knew your parents.

They worked on Project Daedalus
for Section 31.

I had them stationed on Doctari Alpha.

No.

We were stationed there because my parents
wanted a change of scenery.

And we only stayed as long as we did

because I wanted to see
a star go supernova.

You were there...

because of me.

Your parents...

Your parents were killed there...

because of me.

My parents...

were scientists.

My father was a xenoanthroplogist.

My mother was an astrophysicist.

They wouldn't have been involved
in Section 31.

She was also an engineer.

A brilliant one.

We were working on a theory
that sudden technological leaps

across certain cultures,
including those on Earth,

weren't happenstance,
but the result of time travel.

No, they would have known
that certain leaps,

including technological advancements,
can be explained...

I wasn't convinced either
until they built the suit.

No. No, they didn't mention
anything like this to me.

Because it was classified...

and very dangerous.

What did you have to do with this?

The suit was missing a key component.
A time crystal.

The element that would enable it
to jump through time.

We got intel from an operative on Qo'noS

that a time crystal had hit
the black market near the Orion outpost.

I used my assets in the sector
to steal it.

See, I thought
that we had made it untraceable.

But the Klingons tracked it
to Doctari Alpha...

Where a star was about to go supernova,
releasing a massive amount of energy.

This whole time...

I thought I...

We were there because of you?

For a time crystal?

And you let the Klingons track it?

I was young. I was ambitious. I...

I was careless.

I should've done more
to protect your parents.

I know how much this has cost you,
and I am so sorry.

[grunts]

That's for my mom.

[grunts]

That's for my dad.

This isn't over.

I just uploaded
all of Section 31's signal data.

- Did you know?
- Know what?

That Leland was responsible
for the death of my parents?

You knew, didn't you?

- No. Who...?
- Don't lie to me, Ash.

Michael, I don't know
what you're talking about.

Every moment you work for Section 31,
you're announcing who you are.

You're saying this is your compass,
this is your course.

You can live with that?

Section 31 has a specific mission.

I don't always agree with their tactics,
but I do believe in their mission.

- No matter who pays the price?
- It's not black-and-white.

They also do a lot of good.

I'll take that as a yes.

[sighs]

- [door chimes]
- Come.

Admiral, uh, they said you were here.

Do you have a moment?

I do.

You, uh, used to be a therapist.

Yes, I'm aware.

What's on your mind, doctor?

[chuckles]

Doctor.

I can understand
how that might sound strange to you.

I would assume
everything is strange to you now.

Your experience transcends everything
we know about identity.

I've never felt more alone in my life.

Even sitting here.

Commander Stamets is the person
who knew you most profoundly...

You used the past tense.

Well, you are new.

I remember Paul.

I remember loving him.

But it feels like a dream.

It's someone else's life.

And I don't know
what I feel about him now.

Do you feel pressure to feel something?

I can't give him what he needs.

- And I don't want to hurt him.
- All right.

You know that.
You know you don't want to hurt him.

- That's not enough.
- Enough for what?

Enough for the man I know loves me.

And who I once loved.

Love is a choice, Hugh.

And one doesn't just make
that choice once.

One makes it again and again.

[computer beeps]

I'll let you get back to it.

Doctor.

The only way to make a new road...

is to walk it.

Thank you, admiral.

[grunting]

I'm sure Captain Leland
appreciates your choice

of high-density urethane foam
in lieu of his nasal cartilage.

Spock, no offense, but you're
the last person I wanna talk to right now.

You are angry, an understandable reaction.

You lost your friend.

Knowing her death was unavoidable
would not provide solace.

You also learned you are the Red Angel,
which does not make logical sense,

despite its correlation
to your emotional profile.

Spock.

Finally, you discovered
your parents were killed

because of Captain Leland's negligence,

which does not make their loss
any more acceptable.

I do wish I'd been there
when you struck him.

I believe I would've found
the moment... satisfying.

You have experienced a series of events

in which both emotion
and logic have failed you.

In my experience of this, it is...

uncomfortable.

Very.

[sighs]

What you said about...

me always finding a way to blame myself.

[sighs]

You are right.

And I brought my guilt into your home.

I'm sorry.

You were a child...

with a child's understanding of an event

that even adults would struggle
to comprehend.

However...

if it will ease your suffering...

I accept your apology.

Thank you for coming to talk to me.

It was unexpected...

and helpful.

I had not anticipated
this conversation either.

But I appreciate it as well.

So, why did you come to see me, then?

In your absence, I made a discovery.

I now understand the variance
in the signal patterns.

What causes the Angel to appear
at certain times and not others.

And?

The variance is you, Michael.

We don't have to wait.

We can set the trap
directly on Essof Four.

The plan was to power the trap there
and take it to the Angel. What's changed?

We've been trying to track her
by the signals,

asking when she might appear.

But what we should've been asking is why.

Why does she appear when she does?

Each signal brought Discovery
to a location where lives were saved.

The Angel appeared at some
of those locations, but not all,

leaving no clear pattern
to suggest intent.

However, there is a pattern
to her appearances without any signal.

As when Spock was a boy,
and it warned him that I was in danger.

When it appeared to me on the asteroid
when I was injured.

Seeing it gave me strength,
knowing that help was on the way.

You were saving your own life.

The grandfather paradox.

Future Burnham would not exist
if present Burnham were to perish.

When Michael's life is in danger,
her guardian Red Angel intervenes.

Which means I have to be the bait.

What does that mean exactly?

The place doesn't have
breathable atmosphere.

We set a trap, I go down.
You let me start to suffocate.

- Are you insane?
- Absolutely not.

The Angel will protect her, captain,
or her efforts to communicate with us,

to save the galaxy, would be for naught.

And if anything were to not go as planned,

Dr. Culber will be right there
to resuscitate me.

But we do not believe
he will ultimately be necessary.

I'm not looking forward to it, captain.
Far from it.

But we do not see any other way.

What you are asking me to allow

is in direct opposition to the oath I took
as a Starfleet captain.

I understand, but with all due respect,

between risking myself
and risking all sentient life...

there is no choice.

Captain, if we're going to capture
the Red Angel...

you have to let me die.

[Spock] To call Essof Four inhospitable
would be a gross understatement.

Temperatures fluctuate wildly,

and its carbon-monoxide atmosphere
is laced with perchlorate dust,

which will quickly prove lethal
to any oxygen-breathing life-form.

But the facility itself has oxygen,
doesn't it?

[Spock] That is correct.

[Georgiou] So, we're going
to the Ninth Circle of Hell

to capture a Red Angel.

I'd enjoy the irony of that,
if this weren't so dangerous.

Commander Stamets,
your work must be precise.

We have to succeed on the first attempt.
We won't have another opportunity.

Once Commander Burnham is strapped
into that chair, the roof will recede.

She'll be exposed to the toxic atmosphere.

And she'll have
exactly two minutes to live.

Then she'll suffocate painfully.

[Pike] Dr. Culber, be prepared to breach
the target area and resuscitate.

I will. Don't worry, sir.

[Spock] But you cannot revive her
too early, or the Angel will not appear.

And if she does not...

we will lose much more than the life
of Michael Burnham.

All sentient life will be lost.

- Hey.
- May I come in?

Yeah.

I'm glad you're here. You have to know
what happened with your parents...

Please, don't apologize.

What I said to you was not fair.

I was angry...

and I didn't know where to put it.

I think you put it
where you knew it'd be okay.

I don't want that
to be our last conversation if, um...

No. Don't even think that way.

This will work.

You have an entire crew
dedicated to saving your life.

You have me.

[Burnham sobs]

[whimpering] I'm scared.

Me, too.

[Saru] Captain,
the facility is prepped and ready.

The away team is on-site.

[Pike]
Welcome to the bridge, Lieutenant Nilsson.

Standing by, captain.

Bringing phase discriminators online.

[computer] Comm check in progress.

We didn't get a chance to talk
at Airiam's funeral.

I just wanted to say I'm sorry.

Thank you.

- Paul...
- This isn't the time.

It might not ever be the time.

Are you ready?

As I'll ever be.

Michael Burnham,

always willing to sacrifice everything
for the good of others.

We'll monitor exposure time
from the moment the roof retracts.

Why didn't you just tell me
about my parents?

It wasn't my story to tell.

But I could make certain it was told.

I gotta go.

[woman] Final system check, please.

Let us hope the Angel
lives up to her name.

Captain Leland, are you
and Mr. Tyler ready to go?

Standing by to close the wormhole
in the Angel's wake.

- [Pike] Make it fast.
- Trust me.

The last thing I want
is another AI infecting our systems.

Michael.

I know, Ash.

What if it doesn't work?

Were you to perish...

I would be charged
with killing a Starfleet officer again.

It would therefore be ideal...

if you survived.

Such a way with words, Spock.

On your mark, commander.

Ready.

Shutting down life support.

Starting timer now.

[Pike] Two minutes and counting.

[gasping]

[sighs]

[grunting]

[screaming]

[gasping]

Oxygen saturation levels at 85 percent

and falling fast.

If it drops below 40, she won't make it.

Ensign Tilly, tachyon update.

Ensign, are you picking up any spikes
in the tachyon radiation?

Sorry, sir. Um, no change.

Oxygen levels dropping fast...

What if she isn't coming?

[man] Stay the course
until otherwise advised.

Oxygen saturation is down to 62 percent.
Heart rate spiking.

She wants out. It's over.

We're coming to get you, Michael.

Wait. She's saying something.

Variance.

She said "variance."

I don't give a damn what she said.
Get the oxygen. Follow me.

Michael means that she is the variance.

She is creating a situation

where the Red Angel will have no choice
but to save her.

That thing is not coming,
and Michael is shaking her head no.

Because she does not want interference.
We must let it proceed.

Oxygen is down to 42 percent.
If I don't get to her, she'll die.

Yes, doctor.

That is the idea.

Status reports?

No change in tachyon levels.

Sensors stable on my end, too.

No sign of the Red Angel.

Your call.

[Pike] This operation is over.
Away team, get her out.

We can't, sir.

Lieutenant Spock is holding us hostage.
Says we have to let her die.

- [Pike] Damn it, Spock, stand down.
- I'm sorry, captain, I cannot.

[Pike] Spock, stand down.
That's an order.

[Spock] I am sorry, captain.

I cannot.

[monitor flatlining]

Ops, beam Commander Burnham
directly to Sickbay now.

I can't. There's too much interference
to get a lock on her.

Interference from what?

I'm detecting a massive surge
in tachyon radiation.

Captain!

Get us over there. Now!

Shields up, red alert.

[alarm wailing]

Get ready, Spock.

It's coming.

- I need eyes.
- Working on it.

Having trouble stabilizing the beam.
Need more power.

Keep firing.

I'll override the security buffers.

Get that damn thing closed
as soon as you can.

[gasping]

Now!

Authorizing security buffer override.

[computer] System offline.

Tyler, I need...

- System online.
- Never mind.

Authorizing security buffer override.

Working.

Let's go. It is not that hard.

[computer as Leland]
Let's go. Let's go. It is not that hard.

[grunts]

[Leland] Tyler, you should have
the power you need now.

Wormhole's closed.

Re-engaging atmosphere.

Systems back up.

- Can you get out there to Burnham?
- Not yet. It's not safe.

Firing EMP.

We have the Red Angel.
Raising containment field now.

[breathing heavily]

Mom?