"Okay everyone, I am officially frustrated," Jesse pushed away from the computer console, rubbing his tired eyes with his fists.
"That's not good." Shalimar sat between Brennan's legs.
"What are we even doing?" Brennan pointed out. "We haven't made any progress what-so-ever, if anything we've gone backwards!"
"That's not a very good attitude," Sheridan wheeled herself into the room.
"They always give up easy," Lexa followed her in, avoiding Jesse's intense and obvious stare.
"Oh, well, did you try this?" Sheridan kinetically moved over to the computer, punched a few keys, and leaned back for everyone to observe her work.
Jesse's jaw dropped as he leaned over Sheridan's shoulder. "What did you do?"
"What did she do?" Shalimar and Brennan crowded around the console.
"She found the other Sanctuary," Jesse moved Sheridan's wheelchair out of the way to blow up the map for the rest of the group to see.
"Are you sure?" Lexa said skeptically.
"Yeah, definitely," Jesse retorted. "She knew the passwords. Guess you got them from Adam's head."
"Guess so," Sheridan shrugged.
"Well, when we leaving?" Brennan grinned in excitement.
"As soon as we have something to leave in," Jesse reminded him.
"Oh yeah, the Helix blew up," Sheridan remembered.
"Right," Shalimar grinned as she looked at Jesse and Brennan's strange looks.
"I could get us a plane," Sheridan offered.
"Legally?" Jesse raised an eyebrow.
Sheridan laughed. "No, of course not." When she saw the group was less than enthused, she insisted, "I won't kill anyone! I swear!"
"And where do you think you're going in that wheelchair?" Lexa pointed out.
"I'm fine," Sheridan stood shakily, gripping the desktop for stability.
"Whoa," Brennan reached out to help.
Sheridan flashed him a lethal glance. "I'm fine," she repeated warningly.
"Look, I realize that you Dominion people aren't used to working as a team, we've already done this with this one over here," Brennan gestured to Lexa, who looked insulted. "But that's just not how it's going to work if you're gonna stick around here."
"Fine, let's go then," Sheridan hobbled weakly out of the Safehouse, with Brennan close behind. "We'll call you from the airport."
The silence was thick in the Jeep on the way to the nearest airport.
"So, how exactly are you planning on getting this plane...and flying it?" Brennan finally spoke up.
"You love her," Sheridan stated.
"What? How is that even a segway?" Brennan yelled out in shock.
Sheridan smirked. "I think you'll marry her."
"What?" Brennan choked out.
"Oh, that's not a premonition, I just thought it would be fun to freak you out," Sheridan snickered. When the silence returned, Sheridan glanced seriously over at Brennan. "Look, I know you regret saving me that day, but I really do appreciate it."
"I don't regret saving you."
Sheridan gave him a momentary look to show her disbelief.
"Okay, at the moment I do," Brennan admitted. "But you have to understand why it's hard for us to trust anyone."
"Yeah, I know it is, and I'm not saying that you're not doing the right thing by not trusting me, but I'm about to make your life a whole lot easier," Sheridan smirked and exited the Jeep, heading off towards the airport.
"So you got the plane," Shalimar greeted Brennan when he called about a half hour later.
"Oh yeah we got the plane. Sheridan got us a 747. I've never seen anything like it," Brennan exclaimed.
"What do you mean?" Shalimar queried.
"We walked in and everyone was acting like she was the Queen of England," Brennan proclaimed.
"Maybe they thought she was," Lexa spoke up.
There was silence at the other end as if Brennan was considering the possibility. "Well, anyway, why don't you guys catch a cab and head out here? Sheridan is talking to a pilot so we should take off soon."
"Wonderful, we'll see you there," Shalimar disconnected the phone.
Brennan hung up and strode over to admire the plane. A few minutes passed before Sheridan approached wearing a pilot's hat and a sly grin.
"Where'd you get that hat?" he demanded.
"He gave it to me," Sheridan said simply.
"I'm sure," Brennan rolled his eyes and sat down on the stairs to board the plane. "Isn't he coming?"
"No," Sheridan looked at him strangely.
"Then who's going to fly the plane? The Helix is different than a normal plane," Brennan asked, not really wanting to know the answer.
"Me," Sheridan responded, brushing by him.
"Since when can you fly a plane?" Brennan said in incredulity.
"Since I stole that pilot's brain," Sheridan replied casually. She turned around at the top step and stared into Brennan's eyes. "I didn't say that."
Brennan's eyes glazed over and he looked stupidly at her. "Say what?"
Sheridan smiled in satisfaction and opened the plane's door. "Come on Bren, don't you want to see the inside? It's Singapore Air, it should be nice."