It had taken about a day to complete, but the time machine – theoretically – worked. It was an amazing invention, and the fact that it had only taken a day to design and built was an absolute wonder, but it was done.

Mick was exhausted. The work hadn't killed him, but the panic it inspired was sure taking it's toll. Now that it was done, he was sure Sarah was excited to test it out. As she picked it up to take it to the site where she was sure her father had been in the attack, Mick stepped in her way.

"I know we've already discussed this and there is no changing your mind," he said. "But are you absolutely sure this is something you want to do?"

"Yes, Mick."

"It's just… your father hasn't come home for a reason. I don't think we need to see a body to know that… you're not going to like the answer you do get."

"I understand that," Sarah nodded. "But Mick, there's a chance that he's still out there. There's a chance that I can bring him home. No matter how small it is, I couldn't live with myself if I didn't take it."

"Then can I stress how dangerous this is," Mick said. "I mean, not only are we playing with the very fabric of time, but we're also heading straight into one of the most dangerous attacks this side of the planet. You do know that, right?"

"Hey, our bodies were never found," Sarah shrugged. "Don't you think, if this did kill us, they would have found our bodies?"

"Well, you see, they haven't found your father," Mick reminded her. "So, if we go back, find your father, and something does happen to him, it could happen to us too and then… poof, we disappear."

"You don't have to come with me, then," Sarah told him. "You can stay here. I'll be fine on my own."

"No, see, you can't go alone," Mick shook his head. "You can't head into a warzone from the past by yourself. I'd never forgive myself for that."

"Mick, you can't talk me out of this. It's my dad I'm looking for. If he's out there, I have to do whatever I can to find him."

"I understand that…"

"You, RedBot and Brody travelled all the way to Earth to reunite him with Levi," Sarah pointed out. "You had to think the chances he ever find his brother on Earth were small, but you didn't discourage him."

"I didn't, but…" Mick sighed, took the device from Sarah and then walked back over to the workstation. He sat her down in the chair, "Brody didn't have anyone who would miss him if his mission killed him."

"What do you mean?"

"None of us did," Mick told her. "RedBot, Brody and I were just the three of us. We weren't leaving anyone behind. If anything, not looking for Aiden, Levi, whatever, meant we were losing someone. That isn't your case."

"Mick…"

"You have friends here, Sarah. You have great friends, a lovely girlfriend and a mother and uncle who would all miss you terribly if something happened. Do you see the difference here?"

"So you're telling me to give up on my father?" Sarah asked and glared angrily at her mentor. "Are you serious?"

"There is a reason he didn't come home."

"What if he's hurt?" she shouted. "Or lost, or scared and… you're saying I should just leave him out there?"

"I'm saying the odds of that being the case are so slim, I don't think he would want you risking your life just for that."

"So you are trying to talk me out of this," Sarah growled, then glanced across the room at RedBot, who was working with the Ninja Steel. "Is that what you two were whispering about at lunch?"

"I'm not part of this," RedBot shook his head. Sarah threw her hands up in the air.

"Seriously!"

"Sarah, I want you to understand the risks here. I want you to…"

"I want to find my father," Sarah growled. "I want to be damn sure what happened to him so that when I go home tonight, I don't have to wonder if he's stranded somewhere waiting for help to come. Do you know how that feels, Mick? Because I sure do!"

"Of course I know how that feels, but Sarah…"

"If that were me out there, I'd be counting on you and this whole damn team," she picked up her device and started to storm out. Mick followed her.

"Okay, okay, I'm coming with you."

"Don't just follow me out of pity."

Mick shook his head. He was still positive this wasn't a good idea, but he had tried everything he had to change her mind and she hadn't budged. In fact, the more he tried to talk her out of doing this, the more emotional she got. It was becoming clear this wasn't something she was just doing to answer some lingering questions. This needed to be done.

It was dangerous and stupid, but he could deal with that later. Right now, he needed to do what was best for his pink Ranger.

"I want to come. I want to help," he said. "You're right. If that were you, we'd do anything to help. And I know if it were me stranded, I'd like to know someone was looking for me."

Sarah smiled and wiped her eyes. She held up the device, "There's a plaza not far from where dad worked with some nice restaurants. It was the center of the attack from one of the Galvanaxes so I think that's our best bet. We go there, set the machine for the exact date and time of the attack and hope we see my dad."

"And when we find him?"

"We figure out what happened to him," Sarah said.

"This is going to hurt," he warned her one last time. Sarah nodded.

"It can't hurt anymore than it already does. Are you ready?"