Mark is handcuffed and led out of the apartment. His ears are ringing from what he just heard. How could they use something against him that happened like seven years ago, and he wasn't even convicted for?

Mark is so preoccupied with his own thoughts that he doesn't mind the stares of passengers on the monorail as he's escorted in with handcuffs. He instead wonders what Elisabeth now thinks of him, and what Maddy now thinks of him, and how he will go home and tell his family he royally screwed up.

Mark finally comes to attention and realizes he's in an interrogation room. He's left there all night, and his thoughts torment him.

"Reynolds," someone snaps eventually. "Wake up." The next morning Mark rubs his face as he sits up, surprised that he fell asleep on the cold, hard, metal table.

The handcuffs are taken off and he's informed that they're being recorded. What confuses Mark is the lack of questions about any of the charges they're trying to pin on him. First the officer asks indirectly asks about Zoe, the Shannons' recruitment, even Jim. When he asks about Mark's involvement with Maddy, Mark is convinced for a moment that the guy is actually a mind reader, but he blows the whole thing off.

Eventually, Mark is offered a deal and he can't believe what he's hearing. He sighs, thinking about everything that happened. "Give me a pen and paper," he says solemnly.

The officer hands over the requested materials, looking pleased with himself.

Mark quickly scribbles on the note pad and hands it back. The officer looks at what he wrote expressionless. "Fine," he says emotionless. "Now I'll drop all charges and let you walk under one condition." Mark's eyes shoot into his hairline. He didn't think that his written response was exactly what the officer was looking for. "Sign an agreement that you will never see Madelyn Shannon or any member of the Shannon family in anyway. That you will never have any contact with them."

Mark crosses his arms and glares at the office. "Fine," he says eventually. It's his best way out.

It takes Mark literally an entire hour to read over all the fine print before signing the document. The officer doesn't look at Mark as he walks out of the office without the young guard ever even learning his name.

Mark sighs as he leans up against the door to his apartment. How does he go in there and tell Emily what happened? It's Friday so she gets off work early. Slowly, Mark scans his hand and enters the apartment. Emily jumps up when the door slides open and he walks in. "Mark?" she asks in disbelief. "What are you doing here? What's wrong? Are you okay? Are the Shannons okay?" she fires question after question at him.

Mark starts to answer but hesitates. "Emily, how do you know I was working with a family named the Shannons?"

Emily freezes. "You … you mentioned it I thought," she tries.

"No," Mark says slowly. "I didn't know until I left for the assignment. And I wouldn't break confidentiality. If someone was in real danger that could harm them."

Emily hugs her brother, asking what's wrong again.

"Em?" Mark doesn't let her prior statement go unexplained.

Emily sighs. "I … I might have run into Dr. Shannon at the hospital and she had been talking about going to Terra Nova. I just … I assumed."

Mark frowns, but he doesn't press that matter further. He tosses his duffle near the door as Emily asks again that he explain what's going on. "It's a long story," Mark warns.

The two sit on the couch as Mark finishes. "I don't know what I was thinking. It's just that they have so much going against them, I knew if I let Maddy confess to lying to the principal in the first place then she could be charged because the whole situation is considered part of an ongoing investigation or whatever since Reilly got recruitment involved. They could have barred her from getting to Terra Nova, I know Elisabeth wouldn't have gone without her entire family, and I honestly don't see how it's possible for Zoe to survive growing up here. Not unless the Shannons give her up, an under-the-table adoption so that she's at least alive, but that's not them."

"Wow," Emily breathes. "You … you did the right thing Mark. You protected them. I'm proud of you for standing up for people like that."

"But …" Mark prompted. He knew his sister and he knew the tone she was using; there was an amendment coming.

"But I … I have to go pick Stephen and Macey up from school. We can talk later?" Mark nods with a frown, sure that's not what his sister was actually thinking. Emily leaves and Mark unpacks his duffle back. It feels so weird to be back. Before he can contemplate anything further, there is a knock at the door.

Mark frowns, not knowing who it could be. It could be another officer, but that possibility ties his stomach into a knot. He is shocked to find Maddy pacing in the hall. Her school back is slung over her shoulder and her hair is in two braids. She turns when she hears the door opening and pulls the rebreather off her face. "Mark?" she asks quickly. "Can we talk?"

"No!" Mark answers promptly, his mind racing. "You-you can't be here. How do you even know where I live?"

Maddy bites her lip, realizing she's acted a bit more stalker-ish than intended. "I … I kind of hacked into the Terra Nova Recruitment Office's personal data files," she admits. "I just need a minute."

"Maddy," Mark says gently but sternly. "You have to leave."

"Are you angry at me?" she asks seriously. "Because I did not ask you to be an impulsive idiotic selfless person."

Mark rolls his eyes slightly, "I told the officers that I wouldn't have any contact with you or your family. Ever again. I signed a contract, Maddy, do you realize how much trouble I could get in if they knew you were here?"

Maddy stubbornly promises that no one has to know and that she only needs a minute.

Against his good judgment, Mark lets her inside. "What is it?" he asks.

Taking a breath, Maddy asks, "What did you tell the officer?" Mark looks at her in confusion. "I hacked into the files. I saw the interrogation clip. Okay, I don't blame you for trading information on us to save yourself. It's my fault that we're in this situation, so I can't be mad, but I need to know what you told them so that I can fix the damage."

Mark looks at Maddy like she has three heads. "What are you talking about?" he asks. "I told you that I wouldn't rat on you. I keep my promises, I didn't tell them anything."

"You asked for pen and paper, then the clip ended. I don't blame you, Mark," Maddy repeats, "I just need to kn-"

"The clip ended?" Mark confirms. "So you didn't see what I wrote?"

"Obviously not that's why I'm here!"

Mark looks at her for a moment before bursting out laughing. "I'm sorry," he laughs. "I just can't believe you'd think I'd say something."

"Then what did you write?" Maddy snaps, not seeing the humor.

"Fuck you!" Mark says. Maddy raises her eyebrows and her eyes grow wide. "Not you," he clarifies. "That's what I wrote on the paper. I wrote fuck you."

"Oh," Maddy says softly. "Well … thanks then, and I'm sorry to bother you."

Maddy turns to leave and Mark calls for her to wait. "That's it?" he asks. "You're not going to ask any questions about everything that went down last night?"

Maddy shakes her head, "You stuck you're neck out for me. And it wasn't your job to at that point. I'll try and fix everything, but I need time. And whatever prior accusations the officer referred to is your business."

"Seriously?" Mark asks, immensely surprised she doesn't seem to care.

"I saw the arrest record in your file," Maddy admits, "but I didn't look at it. Now I know I'm not supposed to be here and this is the first time you've gotten home since being stuck following a little kid around for a few weeks, so I'll leave you alone."

"Maddy," Mark stops her again, getting annoyed as a few things click into place. "You watched the entire questioning?" he confirms and Maddy nods. "I don't see you are a little kid," he says firmly. "I just told them what I thought they wanted to hear! You know I like talking to you and being with you."

Maddy looks at Mark expressionless. "It was a job," she eventually says flatly. "I get it. You don't have to be nice to me anymore. Now I have to go." Mark is frustrated at her for not believing him.

Maddy hesitates by the door though, still not leaving as she considers whether or not to ask him one of the questions that's been eating away at her since hacking into the recruitment offices files. "Did you know we've been under surveillance?" she asks.

Mark looks at her like she has three heads.

"I looked in my file too while I had access to their private server," Maddy explains. "There were pictures of us walking to school, pictures of me in school, visiting my mom at the hospital, some going back to as soon as they started looking at my mom for recruitment."

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Mark says. "And I've never heard of that being standard procedure."

"They don't have those on my family members, just me," Maddy admits. She looks at Mark bashfully, "I'm assuming you've figured out by now that I was recruited too?" Mark nods slowly. Maddy whispers, "I have a bad feeling about this."

Marks says he agrees.

"If they were watching me, they could have figured out that we were … that I like talking to you," Maddy speculated with a slight blush. "If they think I'm hiding something, they could have assumed I confided in you, which is why they wanted an excuse to cut you out of our protection detail."

"What would recruitment care if you told me something?" Mark asks.

Maddy bites her lip. "I don't think they trust me," she says softly, her brow furrowed. "The commander of Terra Nova never said why he requested me. Recruitment had me sit for a test afterward so they could try to figure it out I guess. I found copies of memos sent out to a few people, asking them to analyze my scores. The messages said they need responses before the next pilgrimage."

Mark wondered aloud how the test could prove anything about recruitment.

"I don't know!" Maddy frowned. "It was just a bunch of hypothetical questions. And math problems. It was weird …"

"You're leaving in like a week, Maddy," Mark pointed out. "I'm sure it's nothing."

Maddy's head snapped up.

"What?" Mark asked in confusion.

"I … I have to go," Maddy said distantly.

"Is everything okay?" Mark questioned.

Maddy nodded robotically. "Um … thanks," she said. "For everything."

In that moment, the full impact of the contract Mark signed started sinking into him. He knew from the beginning that Maddy would be leaving for Terra Nova, but he always counted on getting to spend at least up to that point with her. He can't believe that this is goodbye. That, after this moment, he will never see her again. Mark takes a breath, reminding himself that she's going to a better world and she will have so many more opportunities and a great life.

Before Maddy leaves, Mark hugs her tightly. Though she seems surprised at first, she quickly relaxes and hugs him back. "It was a pleasure working with you," Mark says with a small smile. He lets her go and hold her at arm's length. "You are brilliant, Maddy," Mark hears himself say. "You will do great things."

Maddy blushes profusely. "Good luck, Mark," she says. "And I promise, I'll try to fix things before I leave."

Mark shakes his head at her, but before he can say anything else, Maddy's already walking down the hall and out of sight.