Jackson looks over to the screen as a phone begins to ring and answers. Dariela popping up on the screen, "The spores are clear. All clear, that's your window."

I smile over to Jackson, "Time to save the world, genius."

I leave Jackson alone and watch the little one. After about an hour or so I take him back to Clem and Sam, "Have you two thought of a name yet?"

Clem shakes her head, "Not yet."

"Let us know if you need any help, Jackson and I have only spent the past ten years thinking up baby names."

"You two still thought of baby names when there was no chance of you two having one."

I smile softly over to Clem, "We had to keep hope alive somehow, and now thanks to this little guy, maybe it won't be a dream anymore." I smile over to Sam before I leave the room, but he doesn't look like he wants to be here. I imagine the only reason he hasn't left yet, is the toxic spores outside and Clem. I sigh as I walk back into the lab with Jackson.

"What's wrong?"

"Sam does realize he's family now. I mean he has to after what Max just did to save all of us. But he is still really… uh…"

"He's still a jackass?"

"Not the word I would use but yeah, I guess."

Jackson nods, "that's because Abigail has brainwashed him into thinking that we are the reason his parents were killed on Pangea." Jackson shakes his head, "And to some extent he's right."

"The reason all those people were killed, is because they made the hybrids in the first place, then tried to feed us to them." I cross my arms and lean against the desk. "We did what we needed to in order to survive."

"I know but because of that a boy grew up without his parents."

"Clem lost both her parents because of this too. So did you and so did I."

Jackson nods, "I know…" Jackson sighs and falls silent for a minute, "Shouldn't you be helping Clem?"

I nod, "Yeah, but I'm letting the new family have a moment."

"Probably for the best."

I nod and walk over to Jackson, kissing his cheek, "thanks to that little you'd better start thinking of baby names, Mr. Oz."

Jackson looks over to me, placing a hand on my cheek and kissing me softly, before placing his forehead against mine, "Is that so?"

"Geez, you two still do that?" We hear Mitch from the doorway turn to him.

"Yeah, well, it's how we show affection."

Mitch shakes his head, "Why is the computer lab still attached to the kitchen? You'd think that'd be something Jamie would have fixed."

I chuckle, "You know there are multiple entrances to the kitchen, you didn't have to come through here."

"This was the closest door."

I shake my head, "Why are you down here?"

"Clem asked me to get you, she needs some help feeding the baby."

"Has her milk come in yet?"

"I don't know," Mitch states, getting a little uncomfortable, "You're the nurse, you ask her."

I sigh, "Fine I will head upstairs." I shake my head and chuckle as I head upstairs to see Clem holding the little one as he coos sweetly. "Hey."

Clem looks over to me and smiles, "Hey,"

"Your dad said you needed some help feeding the little guy?"

"Yeah, I can't seem to get him to latch. Do you think you could help?"

I shrug, "I can try. But I haven't had to coach someone of that in a while."

"I imagine the same rules still apply." Clem smiles sweetly, once I help here with the little one and she feeds him I head over to the bar and get a glass of water. "How you doing?"

"Me?" I look to her confused, "I'm not the one who just brought another human being into the world. Without pain meds."

Clem chuckles, "I'm doing fine."

I nod, "We'll all feel better once we get you some medical attention at the barrier. We did a good job, but this plane is hardly a birthing center." I look over to the little on that Clem has wrapped in a military green sweater. "They're really cute when they're this age."

"Before they start talking," Clem and I look over to see Mitch, "or having their own opinions." Mitch smiles down at the little one. "Max once said the same exact thing about you. If Max and I did have one thing in common, it's that neither of us liked to recognize things like grief or guilt. He was always more of an in the moment kind of guy. So, in honor of that, in this moment, all that matters is keeping you and this baby safe."

I nod, "This currently unnamed baby."

Clem clears her throat, "I, uh, thought I would have a little bit more time to think on it."

Mitch nods, "Right. Accelerated pregnancy."

"What do you think about Cadmus?"

"What?" Mitch and I ask in unison.

Mitch shakes his head, "did your cult member boyfriend give you that one?"

"Don't be mean." the baby coos as Clem bounces him.

Mitch thinks for a second, "how about Chris Cornell?"

Clem gives him an odd look before shaking her head, "Nice try."

I make my exit, so the two of them can have this little debate alone. When I step out I see Jackson on the other side of the catwalk, he smiles over the walkway to me. "Come here I need to clean off that card and replace it."

I sigh softly, "Can there be a normal day in our marriage?" I walk over to Jackson and lean over the back of one of the chairs, taking my jacket off before Jackson pulls my shirt up to get to the card.

"Hey, there have been normal days." I glance over my shoulder to shake, "you know, a few."

"We've had a week of normal, tops."

"It was more than a week. Two weeks, minimum." Jackson and I laugh. Jackson takes the card off and replaces it. "There. That should keep you going till we land."

"After everything we've been through, I'm happy to be breathing through half a lung."

Jackson chuckles as he takes the gloves off, "The world is almost over and you're still the optimist I fall in love with."

I shrug my shoulders, "With what we've been through and how many times we've saved the world. How can I not be? Plus the world isn't over yet."

"Well, not if we can get the dead man's switch to the IADG and stop Abigail."

I nod as I turn and put my jacket back on, "And with Clem's baby healthy, we can solve sterility." I step over to Jackson and smile softly, as he pulls me close, "We're so close."

Jackson nods and taps a few keys on the table close by, "Alright, guys, get to the jump seats. We're about to initiate the landing sequence."

Jackson and I start to move to the seats, but before we get far the plane jerks as if it's been hit by something. When I glance to the tablet it reads, 'LANDING SEQUENCE INCOMPLETE,' and an alarm begins beeping rapidly.

Mitch rushes up the stairs to us, "What happened?"

"There's something wrong with the landing system" I look over to him.

Jackson walks over to him, "I'll check the manual release on the landing gear."

Mitch nods and turns "I'll get Jamie. It's her plane, she knows it backward and forwards."

Mitch starts back to the bedrooms and I call out to him, "Wrong way."

"Nope. I let her out already."

Jackson shakes his head, "hey, hey. That wasn't your call."

"I can see how you'd feel that way." Mitch turns and leaves.

Before long we feel the plane shift again as it heads down, picking up speed. Jackson looks over to me, "Stap in."

The two of us rush over to the jumper seats in the hall and strap in. Waiting for the crash and hoping we'd come out alive.