Since it will take a little while to get the cure from Jackson the team leaves the lab, giving me some time with the Oz boys. Jackson still looks weak and tired, but then again we are taking quite a large substance out of his body. I walk over to him and he lays his head on my chest and rubs my stomach with his thumb as I lay my head against his.

"Hey there, little guy, it's okay, daddy's gonna be fine." Even Jackson's voice sounds weak.

"Little guy? Why do you assume its a boy?"

"I don't know. I just have a feeling it's a boy."

I sigh and kiss the top of his head and rub the back on his neck with my thumb as I hold him. But as I do I hear Robert clear his throat, "Now, I'd hate to ruin such a nice moment, but I need to talk to the two of you."

I look over to Robert, "about what?"

"Katherine, with the mutation trying to take hold in your body while you are pregnant, especially this early on…. If we don't get the cure disrupted fast enough, it's very likely that you will miscarry."

I can feel and see the tears well up in my eyes, as I do I hear Mitch call out from behind me, "We have another problem."

I turn to look to Mitch, "Jackson's not producing enough of the cure compound."

Robert looks over to the bag, "No, you're right. There should be twice that amount by now."

Jackson looks over to Robert, "Well, what does that mean?" Robert doesn't answer and just shakes his head, "Hey, you said no more secrets. What does that mean?"

"At this rate, there's a good chance you'll die before you produce enough of this."

"Okay, then bleed me dry. Take as much of the compound as you need."

I shake my head, "Did you hear what he said? that'll kill you."

"Yeah, I heard him, at least this way, I die for something."

"And you'll leave me and our child."

"That's not how I see it, I see it as I am giving our child a world to grow up in."

Robert shakes his head, "No."

Jackson looks over to Robert, "No, listen, Dad, we tried everything."

"No, no, we haven't tried everything." Robert looks over to Mitch, "Give me the genomic fossil serum."

I shake my head, "Uh, you don't have the mutation. You can't do that."

"This isn't about me. This is about Jackson. With my body pre-staging the serum, Jackson won't have to work so hard to synthesize the cure." Robert looks over to Jackson, "It'll be like that Mother's Day when you were five. You wanted to make your mom an omelet."

Jackson sighs, "Oh, come on, no omelet analogies."

"Indulge me… I cut the bell peppers, the mushrooms, cracked the eggs. And you poured everything into the pan and finished the omelet. Remember?"

"No," Jackson shakes his head, "What I do remember is Mom coming," he begins to chuckle, "downstairs and saying that she was craving pancakes."

"She did, didn't she?"

"The dog got the omelet and we went to IHOP."

Robert nods, before looking over to Mitch, "Hey, Mitch, will this work?"

"Yeah, I think so."

"Get the injection ready. And I think, um, I think that was probably one of your mom's favorite Mother's Days."

"Oh, I don't know about that, Dad, but the dog sure got a kick out of it." Jackson looks over to Mitch, "-what will the serum do to him?" I can't help but think 'it'll kill him without the mutation.'

"Oh, I'll be fine."

"Wait a second. Hey. Wait wait a second, Mitch."

"Jackson, there is no other way."

"No, no, no. No, there is another way."

The boys' voice begin to overlap each other until, eventually Robert stops speaking and Jackson shouts, "Mitch, stop walking over there! Put that down! Put that down right now! Okay?!"

"I'm sorry, Jackson."

"No, no! No!"

Mitch injects Robert with the serum and Jackson's whole body tense again. Robert sighs, "Thank you, Dr. Morgan. Thank you." Mitch nods and leaves the room, I go to leave as well but Robert stops me. "Wait, Katherine, you're family. Family should be here."

I nod and step back onto the stairs, to sit down before looking up and seeing Abe and Dariela. The two of them nod before walking away and I spend the next ten to fifteen minutes listening to and laughing at bad animal jokes.

"All right, I got one for you. Why did the cow become an astronaut? Because he wanted to walk on the moo-on," Robert and Jackson finish the punchline of Robert's joke together.

Jackson sighs, "You realize how odd it is that all of our jokes are animal-based?"

"Of course. It was always about the animal. Beside those jokes tend to get the pretty girls." Robert looks over at me and smiles, before looking back to Jackson, "How you feeling, son?"

"Better."

"Good, good. I'm sorry, Jackson. I never got a chance to say this to your mother, and she deserved to hear it, so let me at least say it to you. I thought that I knew best. I always thought that I knew best. Truth be told, lying here in this chair, dying, fluids draining from my body, amidst an animal apocalypse that I may be partially responsible for, I still think that I know best. But that's my arrogance. The same arrogance that assured me that I could save all of us, that you and your mom would finally understand and come back to me. But instead, I almost lost both of you. Jackson, I thank God I finally had the chance to make it right. If not with your mother, then at least with you."

"Mom would have loved to have known the truth about you. You were always such a mystery to us. To me."

"Well, I hope you solved it by now. "Against all odds, a hero still makes it home in time for supper."

Jackson nods, "Hey, I got one for you. You ready? What did the aardvark say to the taxi driver?" Jackson waits to hear Robert, but he's gone, "Dad?" Jackson looks over to Robert and then over to me, "Untie me. Please."

I nod and walk over to him, untying him from the cot. "I'm sorry, Jackson."

Jackson walks over to Robert, "I'm right here, Dad. I'm right here."

I look over to the bag, "Mitch."

Mitch comes down the stairs and looks over to the bag, "It worked."

With that Mitch heads back up the stairs and Jackson turns to me, stepping forward and hugging me tightly as I place a hand on the back of his head. "It's okay."

Since the shepherds had everything set up to distribute the cure other than the cure it doesn't take long for us to get everything ready to go. Later that afternoon we are on the shoreline of Pangea, with about fifty cages with two or three birds in them, singing and cooing.

I lean back slightly into Jackson who is holding me from behind, "Look at them. They're normal."

Jackson nods, "It's been a long time since I've seen animals behave like they should."

One of the shepherds walks to Mitch who is a few feet away from Jackson and I, "This will activate the release switch on all the cages. There are seven launch points around the island. The birds are ready when you are, Professor."

Jamie sighs, "I wish Chloe were here."

I look over to Jamie and give her a bittersweet smile, "she would have loved this day more than anything."

Jackson nods and looks over to Mitch, "Well, what are you waiting for? Push it already."

Mitch presses the button and the cages open, birds pouring out of the tree line. Jackson steps to the side of me and I wrap an arm around him, as we watch the birds. A few minutes later Abe and Dariela walk up to us.

Dariela smiles, "So what's next?"

I look over to Jackson, "I don't know."

"And to be honest, not knowing feels pretty good. I miss Africa," Jackson sighs.

I nod, "So do I."

Abe looks down to Dariela, "Assuming all will be well from now on. How does Botswana sound to you?"

Dariela smiles, "Sounds like home."

Jackson pulls me in and kisses me softly, before kneeling down in front of me, placing his hands on my stomach, "What about you, little one? Botswana sound good to you?"

I laugh softly and shake my head, "Jackson…"

As Jackson stands and pulls me in again Jamie runs up, "They're dropping the gas! The Noah Objective The Noah Objective it's on. They've cleared the airspace. The planes are in the air already."

Dariela looks over to Mansdale and the shepherds on the beach with us, "You said you took care of the Noah Objective."

"And I did. The planes are doing exactly what they're meant to do."

"You did this?" I step forward as I do the shepherds pull out guns. Even going as far as to grab us.

Jackson shakes his head, "We just released the cure! That gas is gonna kill all the animals, Mansdale."

Mitch looks around worried, "And Clem."

Abe looks over to Mansdale, "What have you done? It makes no sense."

"It'll all be clear to you, to the entire world, very soon."

Jackson breaks loose from the shepherd who is holding him and runs towards Mansdale, "Son of a bitch!"

"Get them out of here!"