[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[soaring orchestral music]
♪ ♪
[soft dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- [panting]
[chimes tinkling]
[gasp] They're coming.
What have I done?
- No.
♪ ♪
- Red alert. Raise shields now!
[console beeps]
[people screaming] [alarm blaring]
♪ ♪
- Gwyn. You're needed.
Go!
♪ ♪
[Loom screeching]
- We've run out of time.
- Please tell me this is all part
of your grand master plan.
- Ah, the tears in space-time must have grown
too large and too noticeable, ugh!
- You helped us create that thing up there.
What did we do wrong?
- The wormhole's quantum signature is correct.
It'll lead us to the past on Tars Lamora.
But I was counting on us finishing the mission
before the Loom found their way back.
- You're saying to close the loop
and save our timeline, we need to send the "Protostar"
through that mess?
- Or else those things will keep pouring in
until they erase Solum and "Voyager"
and everything our lives have ever touched
in the Prime Universe.
- No autopiloting system is advanced enough
to keep a ship on course
through a swarm-infested wormhole.
- I'll fly it.
- I may not know much about time travel,
but we found this ship on Tars Lamora empty.
What do you plan to do, eject mid-flight?
- "Voyager" can follow the "Protostar" through.
Once it's safe for autopilot, "Voyager" beams you out.
- That might work.
Except you're not going alone.
- Gwyn, this is no time to--
- Like Wesley said, we have to stay together.
- If you point the way, "Voyager" will clear us
a path through that nightmare.
No one faces this alone.
Remodulate phasers to match the Loom's quantum variants.
That should send them back to the dimension they came from.
And set weapons to maximum.
[Loom screeching]
♪ ♪
[people screaming]
♪ ♪
- Run! Get out of here!
- Zel-thass!
- May the stars protect them.
♪ ♪
[Loom screeching]
♪ ♪
- I hear them.
I hear them all.
And I sense an insatiable hunger.
- And we're traveling right down their throat.
♪ ♪
How are those temporal shields?
- 89%, but she's putting up a fight.
Variance matches the wormhole.
- Good, all we have to do is keep her steady
and stay the course.
Mr. Crusher, are you sure you want to do this?
We can take it from here.
- Oh, well, I set them on this path,
and I will see them through.
- Approaching the wormhole, Captain,
in 5, 4, 3.
- Once more into the breach.
♪ ♪
- We've crossed the threshold.
- No turning back now.
- There's just no end to them.
Weapons are draining rapidly.
- Reroute auxiliary power to phasers.
Whatever you do, just keep firing.
Our future rides on it.
♪ ♪
- You were right all along.
- About what?
- Us, why we needed to be together,
to get to this moment.
This is the future you saw.
- Oh, Dal, I wasn't talking about now.
[chuckles]
The reason the universe needs you all together,
that hasn't happened yet.
Things yet to come,
wondrous and terrible things.
But you'll have to wait and see.
♪ ♪
- Admiral, we've lost navigation.
- Not all navigation.
Cetacean Ops, plot us a course through that stormy weather.
- Acknowledged. Echelon formation.
♪ ♪
[whale whistles]
♪ ♪
[serene music]
- We're through.
- Oh, it's beautiful.
- [gasps] Look.
♪ ♪
- Look! Look, look, look!
Those are temporal echoes.
And that is what happens when the timeline
is reintegrating.
What was will be.
- [trills] - You said it, Murf.
♪ ♪
- The past.
- Tars Lamora.
[crew cheering]
- Yip-yip! - Yeah!
- That's it.
We're almost there.
- Computer, set autopilot for the exit.
- Autopilot engaged.
♪ ♪
- It's time, isn't it?
- Not yet.
- Not yet?
When the kids find this ship,
I can't have any memory of them,
of the weapon on board,
of you.
♪ ♪
- Doctor?
- Yes, she just finished copying
to our EMH backup module.
- You found a way to save my program.
- You gave me a second chance.
Let me return the favor.
♪ ♪
- You're sticking around this time.
- Well, then I suppose I'll see you on the other side.
Computer, reset Janeway holoprogram.
♪ ♪
- Now for the rest of us.
Admiral, prepare to beam out.
♪ ♪
- [sighs] She's just like how we found her.
♪ ♪
- [gasps] Wait.
♪ ♪
Now we're ready.
- Admiral, ten to beam out.
- Farewell, old friend.
- And thanks for the memories.
[whirring]
♪ ♪
- To keep history intact, the ship
must be exactly as it was
when they found it on Tars Lamora.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
I am Hologram Janeway. Welcome aboard.
♪ ♪
- You're with us now.
- You made your choice, Father.
Now I've made mine.
♪ ♪
- I imagine you have questions.
But after seeing everything you've accomplished,
I have full confidence you'll find your way.
Because together, your potential is infinite.
Now, go boldly.
♪ ♪
- We can share our gifts with the cosmos
if we embrace the truth that we are not alone
in the universe.
- Whenever you feel lost,
it's best to find where you're needed most.
- I'm Wesley Crusher, and I've been waiting for you.
- Perhaps such things are only impossible
until they are not.
- Boldness isn't only for the young.
And when Starfleet is united,
we can always overcome.
On my mark. Ready?
Go fast.
♪ ♪
[soft music]
♪ ♪
[distant clicking, thunking]
- How'd it get here?
Where's the crew?
- [groans] - You said it, fella.
[chuckling] Whoa!
[gasps] Oh.
[badge chirps]
[rousing music]
♪ ♪
[wormhole snaps and plops]
[creatures screeching]
- They did it.
♪ ♪
- All temporal incursions are gone.
- We did it.
The time loop is closed.
- It appears we just saved history.
[crew cheering]
- Yeah! - Yeah!
♪ ♪
[armband whirring]
- Your armband.
♪ ♪
Looks like you're here...
for good.
- Admiral's personal log,
Stardate 62314.8.
An old friend once said
we do not feel the passage of time,
but the presence of time within us.
We grow from what we leave behind
as we reach for what lies ahead.
In the trials we've endured,
I've tried to impart such wisdom
on the young Starfleet hopefuls in my crew.
But I've discovered, to my surprise,
they've still much to teach me.
♪ ♪
Time's importance lies in what you do with it.
From humble beginnings to unknown possibilities,
they've shown you must always go boldly towards the future.
♪ ♪
You may not arrive at the coordinates you set,
but you'll find where you belong.
And sometimes the space between us
isn't as far as we might think.
[video call chiming]
- Hi, Mom.
- Wesley!
- I'm sorry. I know it's been a while.
I thought-- - [gasps]
Where are you?
- I'm here, Mom. - [gasps]
- I'm here.
[sighs]
♪ ♪
The universe always needs me.
And I--I don't know how long
I can--I can stay in this reality.
- Uh-uh, before you disappear again,
I want you to meet someone.
[child giggling]
Your brother.
- Hi, what's your name?
- This is the end.
- Huh? - Oh, sorry.
Not for you, for my new holonovel.
♪ ♪
- There are always new chapters ahead,
even when you think your story has finished.
- Captain on the bridge.
♪ ♪
- To new beginnings.
♪ ♪
- As for my next chapter,
I've delivered my papers for an early retirement.
Because don't we all deserve a new beginning
every now and then?
If not, how would any of us grow?
♪ ♪
- Go ahead, throw those
Temporal Mechanics 101 pads away.
You'll never have to look at one again.
[cheers and applause]
Because now we begin 201.
[students groaning] I believe some students
already have experience in this subject.
♪ ♪
[indistinct chatter]
- Is it just me, or are we kind of a thing around here?
- We have earned quite a name for ourselves at the academy.
- [chortles] Jankom is practically royalty--
again!
- [babbling]
- [chuckles] Couldn't agree more.
- [sighs]
I used to always dream about going fast.
But now I like taking one step at a time...
[chuckles] On the ground.
- Have you thought about what division track
you want to be on?
- Command, still,
I think.
But there's a lot of possibilities
I want to explore.
- I heard Admiral Janeway first wanted
to be a science officer.
- Huh, luckily, I think we have some time.
- Do not say that word.
I'm over it after what we went through.
- [laughs] Oh, boy.
You're telling Jankom.
- [groans]
No more time travel for me, thank you.
- It was quite the profound shared experience.
[devices beeping]
- What is it?
What's wrong?
[alarm blaring]
- That's Mars. [distant explosions]
- It's the Utopia Planitia shipyards--
the new fleet was there.
20,000 vessels, gone.
- What's happening?
What's this mean?
[tense music]
[soft music]
[engines whooshing]
♪ ♪
- Wasn't expecting to see you.
- Starfleet Command's been trying to reach you.
- I told them I don't want a promotion.
I'm retired.
♪ ♪
Why? What is it?
- Mars was attacked.
- By who?
- Our own synths went rogue against us.
We don't know why.
♪ ♪
All reserve officers are being called back.
The Federation needs you, Kathryn.
- Utopia Planitia's destruction is deeply felt.
Our new fleet,
lost with immeasurable lives.
Without synths, we're now short
thousands of able hands across the Federation.
[sighs] And so...
Starfleet Command has been asked to scale back operations
and cease all exploration to focus on protecting
our own planetary citizens.
- Admiral, I object.
With all due respect, there's too much at stake
to pull back now.
The Romulan evacuation--
- I have already informed Admiral Picard.
He didn't take it well, to say the least.
But we're down engineers, ships, resources.
We don't even have enough combadges
to upgrade half the fleet.
[sighs]
You have your orders. - Orders?
What about Starfleet's mission of peace across the galaxy?
What remains if the Federation stops seeking new worlds,
refuses to help those in need?
- I'm afraid that future
will have to wait, Admiral.
♪ ♪
- All classes suspended until further notice.
For how long?
- With new orders from Starfleet,
who knows what will even be left?
- After everything we went through to get to this place.
- It was in our grasp.
Now I feel like it may never be the same.
- It's all so unfair.
- And illogical.
- This is Admiral Janeway.
Report to the shipyards immediately.
♪ ♪
Thank you for coming.
I know these are trying times for us all.
- Wait, is that--
- The new Protostar class.
A noble experiment, sadly deemed impractical
for anything but exploration.
- With officers in short supply,
it's a shame Starfleet wants to decommission it.
- Huh? - [groans]
- Which is why I've managed to call in a few favors.
She'll fly in a new pilot program under my command.
I just need a few good recruits.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- P-pips?
We're getting pips!
- We're ensigns?
- Starfleet ensigns.
Field commission.
- You don't have to steal this ship.
- [chuckles] - You've earned it.
- Yes! - [laughs] Yeah!
- In a time when the Federation's borders
are receding, it's of utmost importance
you are a beacon of light to those beyond our reach,
to seek out allies and aid those left behind.
- This is why Wesley wanted us all to stay together.
- Somehow, somewhere,
you are going to make a great difference.
♪ ♪
We're not just giving you a free ship.
You still have a lot to learn.
Naturally, you'll need an instructor.
- It's good to see you, all of you.
- You're coming with us.
- The "Protostar's" been upgraded
to a Starfleet training ship.
And I'm now her Emergency Command Hologram.
- Sentient Emergency Command Holograms--
a term I created, by the way-- are a rare breed.
- And you'll need all the help you can get.
- You each have your own station,
even one for our newest member.
Most importantly...
♪ ♪
- There's two?
- One for the acting captain,
another for their number one.
♪ ♪
- You know, a good first officer
is loyal, capable,
and they keep their captain honest,
which is why...
I'll be right here, as your number one.
- Dal, what are you saying?
- I made a mistake, Gwyn.
That chair never belonged to me.
Others came before me.
♪ ♪
Others will follow.
Now it's your time to lead.
- Once you sit in that chair, you'll know what to do.
- Everyone deserves a chance to prove
where they belong, Captain.
♪ ♪
[exciting music]
♪ ♪
- Awaiting your orders.
- [trilling]
- [laughs]
- Proto-Warp at the ready, Captain.
- Let's reach the stars.
- Aye, aye, Captain.
crew: Aye, aye, Captain.
[engines whirring]
♪ ♪
[ship booms]