Hi all! I've only broken Season Two into three short parts- it was a bit of a challenge, because Prisha and Victor were barely seen this season. However, I so loved that moment when Victor calls Maureen asking when the transports will start. He KNOWS that the Resolute might leave without him- and that's basically the reverse of the situation in Season One, when he tried to leave. A nice little parallel that I enjoyed.

But anyway, please enjoy these three stories.

Part I ~ Vijay ~ Seven Months

Vijay and his family had been on the Resolute for less than two hours...and suddenly the ship was under attack again.

More robots- Vijay felt like crying in frustration.

And what was worse...the Robinsons hadn't even made it on board. They'd been sucked into some rift in the galaxy...somewhere.

Chances were, Vijay would never see any of them ever again. Not even Penny.

Penny... He knew she didn't really like him anymore, but the thought of never knowing what had happened to her... It was almost too much. Hysteric sobs crept into his throat just thinking of the Robinsons. So, maybe for Vijay's sanity, it was almost good that he had to stay busy with the evacuation process.

Sirens blared in the background, ordering people to their Jupiters and giving Vijay a severe case of deja vu. Vijay's father finally hurried aboard and closed the hatch behind him. "Two robots crashed into the ship," he explained as he walked towards the hub, herding Vijay in front of him. "We can't go directly to Alpha Centauri with the robots on board the ship, but we've found a system nearby and are traveling to it." Vijay's dad glanced at Vijay's mother. "Let's hope this new planet isn't near a black hole. Is everything fastened down?"

"Yes. Still no word on the Robinsons?"

"No." Vijay's dad sank into his chair. "Nothing. I have a feeling they're a long ways away."

Vijay collapsed into a chair at the table as well. His mother rested a hand on his shoulder. "The good news is that it was the Robinsons who vanished. Out of all of us, they're most likely to find a way back. Or maybe they went straight to Alpha Centauri, and they'll be waiting for us."

Vijay appreciated her optimism, but he was more prone to his dad's realism. The Robinsons were lost in space. They were gone.

Within minutes, the Resolute transported itself to the other planetary system. As before, the Jupiters disconnected and drifted to the surface on autopilot.

Fortunately, this time was a little less bumpy. Vijay didn't even bother writing a death poem. Granted, he also didn't have access to paper or pens. The Jupiter Four was nothing but debris. His family was now on a new Jupiter- one who's occupants had died on the Resolute during the first robot attack.

Vijay doubted that was a very good omen.

Nevertheless, the new Jupiter landed safely.

"We're in...a desert?" The three Dhars had all unbuckled and hurried to the bridge window.

"Hopefully the air is breathable," said Vijay's father. "All right. Time to get to work." He kissed Vijay's mom and then headed for the door. "I'm going to check on everyone else and we'll make camp for the night. Let's hope the robots on the Resolute can be contained soon."

Vijay nodded and went back to staring at the empty desert. Unlike last time, he didn't feel at all apprehensive about the new planet. He was just tired.

Very tired.

~ Six months later ~

Vijay was still tired. It seemed like the desert grew most hostile every day.

Within the first week on the planet, several colonists had been attacked by dinosaur-like creatures lurking behind boulders. Everyone had expanded the perimeter fence after that, setting to work on the generators. They needed power at all times to keep that fence on. And without the Resolute, the Jupiters were the best source of power.

However, something strange seemed to be happening on the Resolute. They summoned numerous Jupiters back, then transported the last of the crew. But the last of the crew set up their own camp on a separate side of the desert. It was like Captain Kamal and the other senior officials didn't trust the average colonists...And needed some sort of privacy.

For something.

It was odd behavior, and Vijay knew it bothered his father. However, his father also told everyone to let it go. Perhaps it had to do with the water supply- which was very limited. That was an excuse at least.

And so, the top Resolute staff kept to themselves, using the colonists' individual Jupiters as their airtight offices and laboratories. Meanwhile, the others, Vijay's family included, were given tents to set up. Only two Jupiters remained available, but strictly for emergency transport between camps- or emergency generators, in case the perimeter fence ever did turn off.

It was quite unfair. Especially because Vijay was certain Captain Kamal and Hastings and that guy's whole crew all slept in their "office" Jupiters.

"It doesn't matter. We can't complain about it, because we have to set an example for the other colonists," Vijay's father had said. "If we're content with tents, others will be too. And it's only temporary."

But three weeks later, Vijay's family was still sleeping on cots in a one-room tent, frequently waking up to sandstorms or scary dinosaur noises in the night.

Six months later, not much had changed- except for the fact that Vijay had learned to sleep through the roaring dino sounds- and his father's snoring.

No one knew how long they were going to be marooned on the desert planet. The Resolute crew still did their own experiments and claimed the ship was beyond repair. Vijay and the other colonists were all but left to fend for themselves - which mainly meant that they spent everyday searching for water.

The current water ration was exhausting. Two buckets per person per day. And if one bucket was for drinking, the other bucket had to serve for washing hands and faces and hair and everything else. Most people - Vijay included - tried to save as much water from the previous day as possible, and then mix it with current day's water in order to take somewhat of a washcloth bath. Even then though, there was a constant breeze on the planet which picked up dust clouds the moment Vijay stepped outside his family's tent. He could try to stay clean, but by the end of each day, every person smelled like sweat and looked two shades tanner- just from the dirt.

Which again, made close quarters lovely.

"We can be thankful we only have one room in our tent." Vijay's mom would sometimes say. "Deserts may be warm during the day, but they get cold every night."

And that was the truth. Everyone's immune systems were probably suffering from the temperature swings. It would be scorching by day, but Vijay would wake up shivering in the early hours of morning. At least his parents could curl up together, but Vijay was a bit too old for snuggling. His cot was off to the side, where he often laid awake, wondering what experiences the Robinsons were going through at the moment and why Penny had called him a bad-kisser. How he wished he could kiss her again! But that would be impossible, because even if by some miracle they did meet again, she had said she didn't want to hang out anymore.

Why had he been stupid enough to dump her in the first place?

And so, the days passed with great angst and little hope. Being stuck on the dying planet had at least been exciting. The current desert planet was boring and torturous and almost enough to make Vijay wish a dinosaur would break through the perimeter fence.

If this was to be his fate for the rest of his life... Vijay hoped it would be a hungry dinosaur.

~ One month later ~

It had now been seven months. Vijay was getting more and more depressed every day. If they spent all their lives just searching for water...what sort of life was that?

He was sitting in his tent picking at his tasteless ration packet when his dad entered, grinning.

Grinning? That was rare.

"I just got word from Captain Kamal. The Jupiter Two docked at the Resolute two hours ago."

"The Robinsons are alive!?" Vijay stood so fast he almost knocked his folding chair over.

"It would appear so. Some of the Resolute higher-ups are going to check on them now. We'll see what happens from there."

And just like that, Vijay didn't care if the rest of his life WAS spent on the desert planet, searching for water. If the Robinsons were with them...

It was funny how one family could change everything.

Part II ~ Prisha ~ The Mutiny

Prisha was working on collapsing a set of folding tool shelves when she heard the mechanics talking about the chaos on the Resolute.

"West confessed his smuggling right to the bridge officers!"

"Well, how else was the Camel-Captain-Lady going to believe him? If he didn't explain those containers, those kids would've died."

"Yeah, I wonder how those Resolute people would've explained that to the colony rep? 'Oh, sorry, we forgot to tell you that we blasted your son into space.'"

The other mechanics laughed a little grimly, but Prisha felt her blood run cold. The colony rep was Victor...so were they talking about Vijay? She had left him for six hours... He was supposed to be in school! What could've happened in six hours?

Her heart beat a little faster as she rounded the corner to face the group.

"What happened on the Resolute?" Prisha spoke up.

The group immediately fell silent. Evidently they knew who she was- and they had been talking about her family.

"Well, uh, you know the metal quarantine?" started one of the younger mechanics. He grimaced at his companions and launched into the story. "It wasn't as successful as hoped..."

~ Twenty minutes later ~

"WHAT?" Victor was just as horrified. "They almost killed our son and didn't even inform us of the situation?!"

"I need to get back to the Resolute," Prisha said, already throwing together a bag with her clothes. "I don't care what quarantine they have going on now; I need to be with Vijay!"

"I can't believe this," said Victor, pacing the length of their tent. "I wonder what else they're capable of." His voice grew somber and distant, like he was worrying over a million things at once. And Prisha figured he was. The Resolute still hadn't started boarding any of the colonists. There seemed to be all sorts of problems that the higher-ups were hiding.

"If they try to tell me the transports are down, I'll tell them that I know what they tried to do to Penny and Vijay. Hopefully they'll be so embarrassed that they'll let me on and - " Prisha's voice broke and the next moment, she was sobbing into one of her night shirts.

How could Vijay have almost died? She had only been apart from him for a day!

"Shhh, Prisha, it's okay," said Victor, pulling her into an embrace. "It's not our fault. And I plan on having plenty of words with Captain Kamal once we're safely on our way. But right now, the important thing is that Vijay's all right."

"According to the mechanics, it was thanks to that smuggler, West," Prisha mumbled into her husband's shoulder. She took another breath and calmed her tears. Victor was right. Vijay was safe and there was no use crying. "I don't want to think what would have happened if West hadn't cared about the Robinson girl. I'm glad she was there with Vijay."

"That makes two of us," said Victor. He looked disappointed as he watched Prisha finish packing. "I'm sorry I can't go with you."

Prisha threw another shirt in her bag. She hated it too. Victor would probably be the last to leave the dusty planet. As representative, it was his job to make sure everyone was off.

"Vijay will understand," Prisha told her husband. "And I'm not letting him out of my sight until we're all back together."

Victor just nodded and reached for her again. "It'll be soon. We'll be back together soon."

~ Six hours later ~

Vijay was asleep for a few hours at least, and Prisha thought she had strengthened the comm signal enough to attempt a call.

Provided the frequency stayed encrypted and Hastings didn't show up to arrest her. She pressed her lips together, worrying, but then decided it was worth the risk. If the mutiny failed, she would never get to speak to her husband again.

"Victor? Victor, come in," she whispered into her wrist device.

Fortunately, he answered. "Prisha?" The static muffled his voice severely. "Prisha, are you all right?"

"Yes. And I'm sorry I have to make this quick, but I wanted to let you know what's happening up here."

"Is Vijay okay?"

"Yes, we're both fine, but the Resolute is planning to leave you. And all the colonists. There's not enough water for everyone."

There was a pause, then more static. "I figured as much."

"John and Maureen are staging a mutiny." Prisha whispered. "They have a plan to purify the contaminated water faster. There's still hope."

The line was again quite for a moment, then, "Thank God for the Robinsons. If there is anything to be done from here, let them know that I'll help."

"Of course," Prisha replied, her eyes growing a little watery. She was so thankful for the Robinsons' willingness to fight back that she could hardly even form words.

Victor's words crackled through the coms. "Are you and Vijay safe? I don't want you hurt in this- it's not worth it."

"We're safe, Victor. We've been spreading the word to others on the ship, letting them know that once it starts, they answer only to Maureen. But neither of us are actually a part of the bridge takeover- don't worry. Just... keep everyone calm."

Prisha took a deep breath, trying to keep herself calm. "If this fails, Victor..."

He didn't let her finish. "I'll be okay. You and Vijay will have made it safe and you're all I care about."

Prisha shook her head, tears blurring her vision. "We'll find a way back. We'll keep searching for this place and one day we'll be together. We love you."

Victor started to reply, but Prisha heard footsteps in the corridor outside. She disconnected the link and tried to look casual as someone entered the hub.

It was just Hiroki. "My family is ready. Did you finish talking to engineering?"

"Yes. They're on our side."

"Good." The elderly man stepped over to her and patted the back of her hand. "Maureen will pull this off. We all will."

Prisha wondered if Hiroki could feel her hand trembling. She finally just nodded.

Part III ~ Victor ~ The Last of the Colonists

As much as Victor wanted to be on that first transport back to the Resolute, he'd learned his lesson before. Everyone needed to get off the planet. And if he was in charge of the 573 colonists who had been left behind, then he would be the last to go.

Everyone was so grateful to go. Almost eight months of bucket-showers made a person very appreciative of a space station like the Resolute.

But Victor was even more thankful than everyone else. He knew that they'd almost been left behind. Permanently. And if it hadn't been for the Robinsons, they certainly would've been left.

As much as he wanted to be mad at Captain Kamal, first for risking Vijay, and then for the abandonment scheme, a part of Victor knew exactly what she must have felt like, making those decisions. Hadn't he planned to trade Evan's life for the good of the many? And hadn't he tried to abandon everyone else on the dying planet?

Victor shoved those thoughts aside and went back to focusing on the transport schedule. Everything was going smoothly and quickly- which was good. No one wanted to be on the desert planet a second longer than necessary.

He strode into one of the remaining command tents and gave orders to start collapsing it. They would load everyone - and everything onto the last Jupiter.

"Sir, we have an incoming Jupiter," said one of the colonists, staring at a nearby computer screen.

Victor frowned. An incoming Jupiter? "That doesn't make sense. Who is it?"

"The signature is the Jupiter Two."

Victor's blood ran cold.

"That's the Robinson's ship," the man added, pointing out the obvious.

Victor had already moved across the tent to stare at the screen for himself. What was happening? He reached for the radio comm, bewildered. "Jupiter Two, do you copy? Jupiter Two, please come in."

There was no answer. Great. He obviously couldn't leave now. He continued to watch the screen for a moment. The Jupiter had landed approximately twenty kilometers to the east. Wasn't that near the lightening trench? Victor closed the computer, making a split second decision.

"Finish up the evacuation here. Don't wait for me. I'll head back with the Robinsons." Victor started walking outside, spotting one of the grounded chariots. It still ran, and had just enough fuel to take him twenty kilometers.

"Sir?" The other colonists in the tent glanced at him, evidently concerned. "What if something is wrong with the Robinsons' ship and you can't make it back? The Resolute is planning to leave within the hour!"

Victor didn't want to think about the risk. But one thing was certain, he wasn't planning on leaving the Robinsons behind this time.

"We'll make it. Just finish up the evacuation. See you at the Alpha Centauri." He nodded to one of the men and opened the door to the chariot, mentally praying that the Robinsons didn't take off before he reached them.

~ Ten minutes later ~

The road was bumpy and well, not really a road. Victor was going as quickly as possible, urged onward by the intensity of the storm above. He supposed the storm was also responsible for sending the dinosaur -like creatures into hiding, so for that he was grateful, especially because he was far outside the perimeter fence.

On the computer, the Jupiter Two was just ahead. Only a couple more kilometers...

Victor reached for the comm device again. Before he could open his mouth, there was static on the other end. Then a panicked voice.

"Mayday! This is Will Robinson on the Jupiter Two. Can anyone hear me? Mayday! Mayday!"

The signal cut out abruptly and Victor tried to change frequencies with one hand. He pressed the gas pedal a little harder, watching the rain hit the chariot window. "Will? Will? Robinson family? Can anyone hear me?"

Victor repeated himself, but then had to hang up and focus on driving. He was almost there, but the storm was getting so bad he could hardly see two feet in front of him. And was that a glowing red light?

He headed toward the light, relieved to see the Jupiter Two silhouetted in the glow. But...why did it look like the red light was coming closer?

Victor hit the brakes on the chariot as his heart shot into his throat. That wasn't just a red glow...It was the light of angry robot faces, hundreds of them. Heading straight for the Jupiter.

"Will?" Victor tried the comm again. "Put the ramp down. I'm coming in."

There was still no response...something was probably damaged in the communications system. However, Victor was evidently close enough to be spotted because the ramp began lowering.

He turned the chariot back on, but there was a terrible gurgling in the engine. It was either out of fuel, or waterlogged. He didn't waste time diagnosing the problem. Jumping into the rain outside, Victor raced to the Jupiter ramp. Maybe the abandoned chariot would give the robots something to attack for a few moments.

He hit the ramp controls, locking himself in the garage as quickly as possible. "Will? Robinsons?" Victor ran to the ladder. "What's happening?"

Will Robinson met him at the top of the chute. It looked like the boy had been crying.

"Adler got caught in the lightening and now the robots are coming to attack and I don't know how to make the autopilot take me to the Resolute."

"Are you alone?" Victor asked, already hurrying through the corridor, Will jogging beside him.

"Yes," said Will. "Adler and I were trying to save Scarecrow."

Victor had no idea who Scarecrow was, but he did know one thing.

"We need to get out of here. Fast. If I pilot, can you start the pre-flight routine?"

"That's already done," Will said, swiping at his eyes. "I was just trying to figure out how to take off."

"Good," said Victor, as they stepped onto the bridge. "But we'll save the full lessons for another day. Strap in."

Those red lights out the window were almost close enough to touch. Victor sank into the pilot chair as something hit the hull of the ship with a loud clanking noise.

"They're on us!" Will shrieked. The poor boy already looked a little tramuatized. And if what he was saying was true, he had just watched Adler die in the lightening.

Victor turned to the control panel and guided the Jupiter Two up into the sky. The robots outside slid off as they gained altitude. That was good...But probably not enough to stop the robots from finding another way off the planet. "Will, can you reboot the communications system? We need to call the Resolute and warn them of what's coming."

Having something to do would also help with Will's focus, Victor thought, staring at the scared boy beside him.

Victor glanced back at the control panels. The last transport Jupiters on the planet still hadn't launched yet. The robots who had fallen off the Jupiter Two would probably turn their attention to the remaining transports.

If they hadn't already.

"Quick detour, Will." He changed direction and headed back down to the camp. Within a minute, he had landed and opened the Jupiter Two's garage ramp.

Will turned on the rebooted communication device and Victor grabbed the radio. "All remaining colonists, on board a transport now! Leave tents and supplies. Board immediately!"

Victor repeated the message a few times, watching out the window as colonists began running.

"The robots are coming," said Will, pointing at the ridge just beyond the camp.

"It certainly didn't take them long to cross twenty kilometers," complained Victor. There were footsteps in the hub and he turned to watch colonists crowding in. Good. It was well past time to leave.

"How many more are left?" Victor asked one of the men.

"I think that's all for this sector. Others are still boarding transports on the other side of camp."

"All right, then." Victor glanced at his under-aged co-pilot. "Time to go." He closed the garage ramp with the press of the button and begin guiding the Jupiter Two back into the air. "Everyone, strap in. It might get rough."

"The other Jupiters!" Will shouted suddenly, pointing below them as one of the transports burst into flames. Red-faced robots descended on the debris a moment later.

Feeling a little sick, Victor watched as another transport was also destroyed. It was already too late. There was nothing they could do. "They're coming for us next," he mumbled, then piloted the Jupiter upward, into the desert planet's atmosphere.

Will was somber for a long moment, then he turned to Victor, his voice older than he normally sounded. "Thanks for rescuing me. I think the robots are heading for the Resolute. They don't care about us, but they want their engine back."

Will knew far more about the robots than Victor did. But Victor did know that another ship had popped up on the radars. And it wasn't any of the last Jupiter transports.

"Is that a robot ship, Will?" Victor pointed at the signature on the screen, trying to keep his voice even. He was sure he already knew the answer.

Will glanced at the approaching ship and just nodded, pale and grim.

Victor couldn't think of anything particularly encouraging, so he quietly charted the distance to the Resolute. Eighteen minutes. Then they would regroup with their families and together, come up with a plan.

"Your parents will think of something, Will. They always do."

The small boy glanced back at the pursuing ship, then at Victor.

"I hope so."

Victor hoped so too.