Chapter 1
It was a lovely evening on the unnamed planet that the crew of Jupiter2 were currently inhabiting. Hanging among the stars, it's alien orbit granted longer periods of dusk with pink and purple skies turning to cerulean. The Robinson children had decided to take advantage of the colorful skies to gaze at the blossoming stars and hope for an occasional meteor with the family's mechanical companion. Professor Robinson and Major West were spending a longer amount of time at a fruitful drill sight so dinner time had been postponed until they returned. This left ample time for the children to work up an appetite arguing over whose turn it was to peer through Will's telescope. Dr. Smith had tagged along under the ruse of adult supervision but he was occupied with a pre-dinner nap, that is until the bickering grew loud enough to pull him from his slumber.
"William Robinson! You're a selfish little boy! It's my turn to use the telescope and you know it!" Penny shouted at her brother.
"Aww cut it out, Penny! It's my telescope and you'll just break it! You can't appreciate scientific instruments!" Will shouted back.
"That's not true and I-"
"Come now, children!" Dr. Smith boomed from his resting place. "What is the meaning of all of this hoopla interrupting my beauty sleep?"
"Dr. Smith, tell Penny to wait her turn! She's just trying to boss me around again because she's older!" Will responded.
"I have been waiting my turn and you're just hogging the telescope because you don't want me to see any shooting stars!" Penny shot back at the freckle faced lad.
"That is quite enough from the both of you! My delicate ears cannot take any more of this caterwauling." Dr. Smith said while gently grazing his earlobes. "Look there now, dear Penny! You don't even need a telescope to see some falling stars." He pointed to a tiny point of light tearing across the horizon that seemingly grew larger by the second.
"THAT IS NOT A SHOOTING STAR, DOCTOR SMITH—DANGER! DANGER! MY SENSORS DETECT AN ALIEN CRAFT RAPIDLY APPROACHING!" The Robot alerted while flailing his arms wildly. Dr. Smith's alleged shooting star had grown several times over in size as it ripped through the atmosphere, destined to make a violent impact with the planet's solid ground.
"Oh good heavens! Come children! We best move along before becoming entangled in the troublesome scene about to unfold," Dr. Smith urged, pushing Will and Penny along by the shoulders.
"Dr. Smith, I think they're in trouble! Somebody could be hurt, we've got to do something! Penny, run to camp and get mom and Judy! Come on Robot, let's see if we can catch the ship!" Will insisted. Penny obliged in a serious manner and took off running towards camp. At times like this, Will didn't bother too much with Dr. Smith as it was plain as day he'd cower at the first sign of trouble.
The was a thundering boom in the distance, echoing over the rocks and plains. No doubt the ship had made its maladroit landing. Will Robinson and the Robot sped off in the direction the ship had descended while Dr. Smith, now at the full height of panic, called after the adventurous boy. "William! No!" Regretfully he hurried after them not wanting to be left alone.
Will and the Robot didn't have far to go before the wreck of the ship was spotted upon a rocky hill. The ship's size suggested single occupancy, like an escape pod, with half of it's frame strewn across the dunes. Smoke was pouring from under the steel panels and a bright green fluid was trickling down the mound at an alarming rate.
"We've got to see if anyone is inside!" Will shouted before hurrying to pull on the entry hatch. It was jammed. "Robot! Help me! Hurry!"
The Robot rushed to Will's side and began charging up his electrical cells, "STAND BACK, WILL ROBINSON!" A jolt of electricity shot from his mechanical claws and around the perimeter of the door, blasting it open.
Will quickly dipped into the ship and called back, "There's someone in here, Dr. Smith! Help me!"
"Oh dear! Oh dear!" Smith mewled while following the youngest Robinson's lead. Together the two of them heaved a slumped humanoid figure from behind the steering panels and out the wreckage.
"Away from the ship in case it blows, Dr. Smith!" Will instructed while struggling to lift the pilot's legs. Dr. Smith had the figure from behind by the armpits and dragged them to a safe distance down the sand dune.
"Oh the pain! My back is most certain to be a disaster area due to this silly rescue mission, young William!" The old man complained. Will ignored him and began lying out the body into an anatomical position for better examination. The Robot extinguished the control panels in the ship to prevent an explosion before rolling down the dune to aid the pair with the unconscious pilot.
"Look!" Will pointed to an American flag patch on the sleeve of the pilot's flight jacket. On the other sleeve was an embroidered United States Air Force logo. "They're from Earth!"
"From Earth!?" Dr. Smith cried. He leapt into action by reaching around the back of the pilot's neck to where the release latches were for the darkened helmet that concealed their face. "Give them some air, William, give them some air!" He bellowed before pulling the helmet away to reveal the face of a blonde woman. The unconscious pilot was bleeding profusely from the nose and had a sick pale hue to her flesh. Alarmed by the sight of blood, Dr. Smith's medical instincts kicked in and he began unfastening the flight jacket to get a better grip on the woman's neck to check for a pulse.
"Dr. Smith...is she.." Will trailed off with great terror in his voice. Suddenly the woman's eyes fluttered open and a froggy gasp emitted from her mouth. Startled, Dr. Smith and Will recoiled for a moment.
"What...what happened?" The woman croaked before falling into a coughing fit.
"Hush madame, try not to speak..." Dr. Smith purred while brushing hair matted with blood off of her face. "You've been in a accident."
"Accident?" She whispered between coughs, trying to focus her eyes on Dr. Smith as he gently stroked her face to keep her calm.
"Your ship crashed on our planet, ma'am. Dr. Smith and I pulled you from the wreckage." Will said leaning in to get a better look at the visitor of unfortunate circumstances. Her eyes darted to the face of Will Robinson and then back to Dr. Smith.
"You're...you're human..." She muttered growing more alarmed as the reality of her predicament was beginning to sink in.
"Yes, ma'am. We're from Earth." Will said. He mimicked Dr. Smith's attempts to keep her from panicking by taking her hand in his own and squeezing it.
"Earth...and you saved me..."She said more coherently as her eyes darted between the two.
"Yes madame, only the noblest of Earth men would attempt a dangerous feat as young William and I have. Dr. Zachary Smith at your service." Smith boasted with a large smile. In a flash, the woman's hands firmly grabbed the shoulders of Dr. Smith, who froze with the sudden quickness of her strength.
"My hero..." She uttered breathlessly before swiftly pulling Smith into her and planting a long kiss on his rather terrified face. When she released him he fell back on his seat with a hand on his chest. His eyes wide with shock from her bold gesture of gratitude.
Her own bloodied face contorted to match Dr. Smith's, having realized what she had just done, "Oh my stars! I am SO sorry!" Her brows arched with remorse before her eyes rolled back in her head and she fell limp once again.
"She fainted!" Will shouted
"I feel I may do the same, William!" Dr. Smith whimpered as he wiped the woman's smeared blood from his own face.
"Will! Will!" Penny's voice carried from over the dune joined by the voices of Maureen and Judy Robinson. Will jumped up and waved wildly to catch the attention of his mother and siblings.
"We're over here!" He cried.
Relieved to hear her son's voice, Maureen came running over the sand dune followed by her two daughters carrying first aid equipment. She stopped suddenly with of a gasp when she saw a rather terrified looking Dr. Smith crouching in the sand with a smudge of blood on his face.
"Dr. Smith!" Judy cried from behind her mother once she too laid eyes upon the cowering man.
"Never mind that!" Will impatiently waved them to the bottom of the dune where their unconscious visitor lie.
Maureen and Judy rushed to the side of the pilot, followed by Penny who marveled at the identity. "It's a lady! Is she alright?" She looked up to see the smudge of dried blood on Dr. Smith's face, "Dr. Smith! Are you alright!?"
"I-I-I..." The old man stammered.
"She's stable but we need to get her back to camp for further examination," Maureen interrupted, taking charge as she often had to in the face of physical adversity. Mrs. Robinson tossed the collapsible gurney pack into Dr. Smith's chest. Her way of expressing that she needed him to snap out of his stupor and act like the medical professional he claimed to be. Polite coddling was not on her agenda when it came to true medical emergencies. For once Dr. Smith wasted no time in obliging and rolled out the pack without protest. "Judy, radio your father and Major West. Dr. Smith, help me lift her onto the gurney."