Moya. D'Argo is with Chiana, who is holding her head gingerly. He awkwardly brings up Chiana's reconnaissance mission aboard the transport, and says, "You're one of us now. There's no need for you to act like you're not." Chiana replies, "I always do what I want, okay? I don't know why. It's just the way I am." She says he's not going to change her, and D'Argo, rather sadly, agrees. Run, D'Argo, run! Chiana notes that D'Argo's rather "straight," because she didn't see "Won't Get Fooled Again." They look at each other, and Chiana sighs, "We're not gonna make it, are we?" Ouch. But, no. Peel it off quick like a band-aid, kids. D'Argo looks even sadder and is saved from answering when Zhaan announces that Crichton's on his way back.
From the transport, Crichton recaps that scene that happened ninety seconds ago. Which confirmed what Aeryn said five minutes before that. The very fabric of reality rebels against hearing all this yet again, and shakes the transport angrily. Pilot announces that the gap through the mist is closing. Crichton races for Moya. Pilot says that he can't detect the planet anymore, and worries that the transport pod won't survive entry. For some reason. D'Argo warns Crichton to break off. Crichton insists that he'll make it. And then he stops transmitting.
We see the transport flying into the mist, with Moya visible in the distance. And then the mist swirls away like bathwater down a drain, and is gone, leaving the transport zooming into empty space. Crichton spends a while calling for Pilot and D'Argo, but I think we all know how much luck he'll have with that.
Moya. Zhaan sits on her bed, meditating, all blue and naked. Stark asks if she's praying for Crichton. "I was, until you rudely interrupted me," she fails to say. Stark's got an idea: "An ancient named Delik theorized about what he called 'center haloes.' He believed that scattered throughout the universe were mists where all dimensions met and where time ceased to exist." Wow. That's disturbingly reminiscent of "Unrealized Realities," which was when I figured the show wasn't for me anymore. It really is for the best that I missed this episode 'til now. Anyway, it turns out that Stark's theory about center haloes is just an excuse to get into Zhaan's...petals. Or something. He wants to "join" with her, see. Zhaan looks kind of excited by that, even before Stark mentions that when linked, Delvians can sometimes "sense the time continuum." Oh my God, how can you not sense it when it's crushing our heads this way? Fine, so Stark wants to link up with Zhaan to see if there's "a void in the time continuum around Moya." Whatever. Zhaan worries that Stark's mind will overpower hers. As if. She doesn't worry much, since she stands up, puts on her robe, and moves her hands toward Stark's head. He doesn't care for that, and sniffs, "I will lead you." He holds her hands together and leans in so that their foreheads touch. White light flares around their heads as their hands shake. There's a muffled "boom," and a cup of water is knocked off a nearby table. It falls, then hangs in the air, frozen. Zhaan and Stark make some funny faces, and then Stark recoils, breaking the link. The cup hits the floor. Pilot asks what happened, saying, "Moya's readings just went all over the scale and then everything froze. I couldn't move. Did you feel it?" Zhaan gasps that they did. We fade out before Stark can leer, "Did the ship fail to move for you, too?"