Major Donald West took the hand of Judith Robinson in marriage five years ago. When space-opera adventure had placed her in more danger than ever before, Major West realized just how much he stood to lose if things had turned out differently. After gallivanting through time and space to rescue Judy, he swallowed his pride and abandoned the notion that they should wait until reaching Alpha Centauri. Not another day could pass in Don's life without Judith as his wife.

Dr. Smith had ordained the small ceremony, given his natural flare for pageantry. Will and Penny served as Best Man and Maid of Honor and the Robot bared the rings. John and Maureen Robinson looked on through bleary eyes as they lost a daughter but gained a son in law. They were thankful that Don and Judy decided to not wait a moment longer. Yet in the back of Professor Robinson's mind, hope for getting home drifted further and further away. A truth that perhaps Dr. Smith and Dr. Coagula had realized long before. The doctors began planning to build a dwelling beyond the cylindrical walls of the Jupiter 2. They assured the rest of the camp it was only to offer the newly weds a little more space and privacy. Once the arrival of Jennifer West was expected, Don insisted they stay. Though he'd never admit it to Smith's face.

And so little Jenny was born into this alien world. Golden curls and blue eyes like her mother, Jenny's cherub face glowed with an innocent curiosity that delighted everyone. Shortly after she learned to walk came Jonathan West, so named after his Papa Robinson. Johnny had his mother's eyes as well but a thick head of brown waves like his father. And he was ornery. The perfect word chosen by Dr. Smith to describe little Johnny as he seemed to enjoy pestering the grumpy old doctor almost as much as his father. He had gone through phases of biting, food throwing, and joyously shouting nonsense at him. Now, Johnny focused on standing and walking, no doubt to unleash more agitation on Dr. Zachary Smith.

William had grown quite serious at the ripe old age of 16. Just as thoughtful and loyal as he had always been, Will would help out any way he could especially now that Judy was expecting a third addition to the family. He often assisted the Doctors with the children when they needed routine check ups and studied medicine and psychology under their guidance. Penelope insisted she be addressed by her full name now that she considered herself a woman too. With her big sister in and out of a delicate condition for for the last few years, few noticed how lovely she had grown. Penelope was all-heart and calmly composed at all times, making her the perfect choice to lead in educating Don and Judy's children.

John and Maureen felt blessed to be grandparents, given the hurdles the universe had placed in front of their family time and again. Mining for deutronium had crawled to a halt with all hands on deck; sustaining a comfortable life for two small children and another on the way. Judy, herself, was miserable at 28 weeks with every move watched by the entire camp. Don and Maureen were at her side nearly every moment of the day, restricting everything. Judy wasn't allowed much involvement in the hydroponic garden and not allowed to cook at all. Major West even suggested his wife not do too much lifting of Jenny and Johnny, since they were growing so fast. The unwelcome advice had upset Judy so much that Professor Robinson insisted Don accompany him in maintaining the water filtration system just outside of camp for the afternoon. It gave Maureen time to help Judy cool off, though she remained mildly salty about it by the time the two were setting the table for dinner.

"Judy, you're not going to stay mad at Don all evening are you?" Maureen asked as she set plates out.

Judy scoffed and crossed her arms. Looking down, she muttered into her chest, "Honestly mother...that man is...he just, he..."

"He didn't mean anything by it, Judy." Maureen said firmly with a brief smile.

Judy sighed and gave her mother a defeated look before noticing Will running into camp with Jenny on his shoulders. Penelope wasn't far behind with Johnny on her hip who began to squirm wildly when he saw his mother. The Professor and Major West pulled into camp just as Judy had scooped Johnny into her arms. Jenny stood at her mother's side with arms outstretched, wanting to be held too. Mr. and Mrs. West locked eyes with an intensity that promised a reconciliation. Don approached his wife sheepishly before picking their daughter up, himself. Maureen and Penelope instinctively slunk away to give the young couple a moment as John Robinson clapped his son on the shoulder.

"We better go wash up for dinner, Will..." He said with a wink and the two men retreated into the ship.
"Judy...I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"

"I'm sorry too, Don..."

Forgiving smiles and looks of love painted their faces. Donald and Judith West shared a brief moment in awe of their little family, once believed to be impossible while lost in space. A serene moment cut short by the excited shouting of little Johnny.

"Key za! Key za!"

Squirming in his mother's arms he reached out in the direction of Dr. Smith and Dr. Coagula walking up the foot path.

"Good evening, West family! You're all looking well! How are you feeling, Judy?" Venus asked cheerfully.
Before Judy could answer Johnny began fidgeting so violently in his mother's arms, she almost dropped him. He managed to grab the shoulder of Dr. Smith's sweater and with a big drooling smile he shouted even louder at the old man.

"Key za!"

"Good heavens, young man! Miss Penelope should teach you some manners! Major, see here that your son learns a little respect for his elders!" Smith griped while shying away from the toddler's grip.

"Aw, but he loves you, Uncey Zach!" Don shot back.

"Uncey Zach!" Jenny echoed joyfully in her daddy's arms.

Dr. Smith took a step back and pinched the bridge of his nose before muttering to himself, "Oh the pain..."

"DINNER IS READY" The Robot boomed from behind.
Momentarily started, the Doctors and the West family joined the Robinsons for dinner.