The Red Angel

 **(2 red angels out of 5)

Depending on what the vague images of autopsy and funeral mean, Dr. Pollard probably did everything she could and/or intentionally deleted Airiam’s digital memories to stop the AI Control’s infection. 

Everyone bonds over Airiam's funeral, including Michael & Nhan, Michael & surrogate-surrogate-mom Georgiou (interplanetary genocidal mass murderer), and Michael & handsome Ash (who ate the righteous version of Georgiou). Also both Ash and Georgiou are working for the dirty tricks squad who are most directly responsible for Control and thereby Airiam's death, so they should always be involved in all of our efforts to fight Control.

Tilly brings a bombshell from Airiam’s files- the Red Angel is Michael.

Because sick days and mental health days don't exist, Dr. Culber is back at work. He's getting some therapy regarding his separation from Cdr. Stamets. This advice comes from Admiral Cornwell, the paragon of making good choices in love. Also on the subject of love, Georgiou claims she’s had both Culber and Stamets, whose Mirror Universe selves were pansexual rather than gay. And Michael kisses on Ash for reasons that escape me. For handsomeness, I think.

Leland reveals that Michael’s parents were not killed because Klingons kill and eat parents whenever girls like telescopes and science, but because Section 31 and Leland personally had the Burnhams building a classified, wormhole-based, winged, time-travel spacesuit powered with a stolen Klingon time crystal. Michael clobbers Leland real good.

To set a trap for the Future Michael, they agree to kill the Present Michael as slowly and painfully as possible with toxic atmosphere and radiation, as you do. It's so horrible that everyone tries to back out except Spock, who pulls a gun to make sure no one will save Michael except the Red Angel. Which happens after the last possible second, but the Red Angel who zaps Michael back to life is Michael's mom instead.

And then Control stabs Leland in the eyes. There doesn't seem to be a reason. For handsomeness, I think.