Zane and Carter come barreling through mission control just as Allison had launched the counter measure missiles into space.

"Stop! Stop! Jo and Fargo are in that rocket!

Allison , Henry and Larry look at Carter in horror.

"Are you sure?" Henry asks, not quite believing the turn of events.

Zane manages a strangled response "I think so. Last I saw the two of them was inside the capsule, after I'd installed the pulse dampener"

Allison and Henry shout "You what?"

"Ali, the missiles!" Carter urgently reminds them.

Alison doesn't even stop to think. She opens a little compartment with a red button and pushes it instantly.

Larry reports "Missiles destroyed"

Alison then turns to Zane "Start talking…"

Jo is the first one to open her eyes…and sees the moon out of the window.

"Crap…Fargo!"

Fargo slowly comes to…then sees the moon out of the window.

"Holy socks!"

"Take us back Fargo. Now."

"I can't."

"What do you mean, you can't?" Although they were floating, Jo's hand reached out to smack the back of Fargo's head.

"Ow! Wait, grab on to something." He says, then pushes a button that turns on the internal gravity system.

With her feet on solid footing, Jo couldn't help giving Fargo another smack.

"Ow. Stop that! We just survived getting launched into space. Can you cut me some slack?"

Jo just glares at Fargo. Swallowing hard, he goes into Fargo mode "First things first – life support, life support…" he looks around and finds the buttons that need to be switched on…"Ok. Pressure's good, we've got oxygen…"

"How much oxygen?"

"6 hours worth"

"Great. I get to kill Zane by dinnertime."

"If that thought is gonna get you through this, fine. Now let me figure out how to get us back down to earth."

Carter was behind Allison and had his hands on her shoulders. She appears calm but the way her shoulders were tense under his hands told him how unnerved she was at the thought that she almost blew up Jo and Fargo.

Henry was in the middle of the room with them looking at an old control panel similar to what was on the rocket.

Zane was seated with his elbows on his knees and his head on his hands. He kept mumbling to himself "Stupid, Donovan. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid."

Henry was trying to figure out what to do "Ok. Let's see. Emergency life support should be functioning. That gives them around 6 hours of oxygen…" then Henry smiles "This may not be as bad as it seems. Fargo will probably see this as an opportunity to test the FTL drive.

"Fargo has an FTL installed in that thing?" Zane asks, his interest momentarily diverted from the thought of Jo in space.

"Yes. It's never been tested but this is as good a time as any. We just need to ensure we know when and where they will land…" He paces a bit "But in order to stop them from crashing to earth, we need something to catch them with…" then an idea struck Henry "The BCE device!"

Carter catches on "The catcher's mitt?"

Zane groans "Umm, the BCE device isn't exactly up and running."

Allision groans as well "What do you mean…exactly?"

"I sorta borrowed a part from it."

Then it dawns on Henry "That's where you got the pulse dampener! You didn't build a new one, you stole one!"

"Borrowed! I didn't steal it, I borrowed it. Didn't think anybody would need it for a while…On the other hand, I needed it so I could get answers from Fargo about Jo"

Carter, Allison and Henry just looked at each other. They all hoped that Jo and Zane would get to work out their issues soon. The latest fall-out from their non-resolution is giving them a collective headache.

Zane bowed his head back on his hands "Stupid. Donovan. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid."

Jo had her head in between her knees as as she sat on the floor "Stupid, Donovan. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid"

"Well, you did want to get as far away from Zane as you could right?

"I am gonna strangle that stupid smirk off his face when I see him." She grits her teeth…then a thought hit her "Wait. If I ever see him again. " she slumps against the wall and closes her eyes..

"You will Jo. You will. And when you do, I don't think killing him will be foremost on your mind"

In a monotone voice, she answers "I'm over him Fargo. I've moved on. "

"Sure Jo. Is that what you tell yourself every morning?"

Her silence confirmed his thoughts.

"I know its been hard on you Jo. Seeing him everyday, snarkier and more arrogant than he was the original timeline."

"No, he's not all that bad"

"See, you still do care. You come to his defense instinctively."

"I'm no fan of either Zane. But maybe the problem is not just him. You've been keeping your distance as well. The closer he gets to you, the farther away you move."

Fargo continues "Maybe this Zane is not as active in pursuing you as the old Zane was. But I've seen the way he looks at you, when he thinks no one is looking. I'm familiar with that look.

"What look?"

"The look that the old Zane gets when you walk into the room"

Curious, Jo eggs him on "What look?"

Fargo rolls his eyes. Jo is going girly on him…in outer space! Uggh.

"You know. The "its-Christmas-morning-and-I-see-my-present-under-the tree-the-one-and-only-present-that-I-want-in-this-whole-wide-world-but–I–gotta-act-cool-about-it" look

"Oh."

"So maybe, just maybe, this Zane is just a little slower on the uptake. But he is definitely not immune to you Jo."

Jo looks at Fargo intently "Then get me back to him Fargo."

"I'll do my best Jo."