Don and Will made their descent down the planetiod observing how Smith's trail toward the planetiod which came to a stop several feet away from the stair case and pressing his back against the surface of the mountain inside a small cavern. He rested himself then lifted himself up with one hand then grabbed on to his other arm as though it were in pain. His eyes gazed toward the desert which was really Prentiss from beside him.

Smith needed some rest before getting back up on his feet and resuming their trek.

The cadet was fading before his eyes in a visible manner that indicated their time together was quickly ticking away.

The chances of getting to Earth were dwindling.

Lost for eternity because of his mistake.

Smith closed his eyes turning his head away toward the direction of the oncoming duo - Smith was actually facing the wall - with his hands cupped in his lap and started to snore.

Just a few minutes of rest is all I need, Smith thought falling into the darkness.

Fifteen minutes of napping could mean his get away driver's death.

Smith passed out in the small cavern.

"Smith, wake up!" Don demanded, once coming to the doctor's side.

Don shook the man by the shoulder then stopped observing something strange going on with Smith's forehead.

"What is happening to Doctor Smith?" Will asked.

They watched a long red cut form along the side of his forehead and begin to swell.

"I really don't know," Don said.

It began to become discolored in a way that stood out to the two men. One moment there wasn't any blood on the man's eyebrow then the next second there was like it had been there all along. His black onesie was changing to being on and off leaving him in a silver shirt and black yoga pants seemingly fading on and off. The sudden change in appearance stopped leaving him dressed in black and silver even the wound was gone. Will reached out then shook the snoring man by the shoulder but that did not arouse Smith from slumber. Will grew a very concerned but troubled look.

"Doctor Smith, wake up," Will said. "Wake up."

Will shook the elder's shoulder repeatedly.

"Please," Will plead, squeezing the older man's shoulder.

"Smith passed out," Don said. "I am sure that he will come around. Eventually. And get a taste of his medicine for giving us a scare!"

Will had a laugh that eased the air around them.

Don picked up the older man into his arms, the snoring now small and light, weightless to the major like he wasn't holding much which was alarming. How much weight had the man lost since leaving the Jupiter 2 camp? If any of the original weight was lost, it was hard to tell that he had lost any. His skin was glowing pink, his face rather unchanged since the last time he had seen him alive and well a month ago, and his long legs dangling over Don's elbow. He could hear the doctor's voice echoing in his mind commenting about the way that he was being handled and requested to be held rather differently. It was his way of being demanding to be put down to his feet and allow him to walk with some help.

They made their way out of the cavern then returned up but through the steps.

The climb up was long and difficult mainly because of his arms being rather occupied.

Don briefly set Smith down then placed him over his shoulder so that his eyes were fixed on the distance behind Don. It became easier to walk up toward the academy steps with Will patiently following his pace by the major's side. Don came to the front door then placed a hand into his pocket searching for something. There was nothing in both of the man's pocket. Don turned around so the Doctor's hands waved against the panel. The door opened to Will much to his surprise. It served only to confirm his theory.

They went inside then Don moved the man back into his arms coming toward the second door. Will waved the doctor's hand then in they went after the door went up. Don went into autopilot following a different path. It is only when the door opened before him to a sick bay did the auto pilot end. Allen was surrounded by nurses who had the large sick bay that was enlarged and widened for more use with makeshift panels blocking view of the rocky decorations from underneath them. There were several patients on upwards beds with arm rests. There was even a few empty beds.

"Put the patient on the biobed, Major," Allen instructed.

Don lowered the man into the empty biobed as guided by the professor.

"It was Commander Brookes," Don said. "she went nuts. Took him out, tried to throw him off the academy, and I had to kill her. Smith let go."

"He let go?" Allen asked.

"Yes," Don said.

"Nurse Pablo, get the med kit and scan him for internal injuries!" Allen said, then turned his attention on to the major. "How is the patient still alive?"

"We don't know," Will said. "He just . . ."

"Started crawling," Don said. "He didn't break."

"Odd," Allen said. "We can bring Will back to the gymnasium and you direct me and my assistant to the body of the commander. The others must be concerned about you for being gone for so long. Breakfast will be in ten minutes." he turned toward one of the on duty personnel. "Spon, please attend to the doctor while I am away," he turned back toward the man then held his hand up to stop him from beginning to speak. "Don't tell me what her reasons were, you tell that to Tee Gar after breakfast."

Blue team 1 made their way toward the stage. The actors stepped back leaving space for the group over the applause of the civilians, workers, and very alive cadets. Tee Gar could see faces who he had closed their eyes personally. He can see Paul, alive and well, in front of him. Tee Gar could feel a grin on his face. They came to a stop on the stage. Chris guided the wheelchair up toward the stage with Gampu in tow. They came to a stop at the front.

"As you have heard, we have left Priplanus," Chris started.

Cheering came from the crowd.

"We had some help with that," Laura said.

"A lot of help," Chris said.

"We would never have found Professor Parsafoot if it weren't for a family," Laura said.

"I am sure Professor Allen has talked about it," Paul said.

Everyone's attention went toward the professor.

"And we had some help from their doctor," Tee Gar said.

"They were called the Robinsons," Gampu started.

There was silence from the crowd.

"And they were the best family that anyone would have been fortunate to have been stranded with," he had a fond look. "Before I was Commander Gampu, I was Colonel Zachary Smith, a doctor, in the United States Air Force. I became part of the United States Space Corps sometime when the Alpha Centauri program started. I sabotaged the Robot but I stayed too long and got stuck aboard their ship which sent them off course." He had a regretful look. "And the first planet the Jupiter 2 crash landed was on Priplanus in the Alvereze system. You can imagine how it was for human looking out for number one in space with a very kind, loving family and their trusted Robot. Their Robot," the door to the gymnasium opened revealing Peepo. "Is our manu-droid."

Their eyes went toward Peepo.

"Operational and ready to serve, Commander!" Peepo said.

Their eyes returned to the stage.

"How the Robinson Robot came around the name Peepo is a story that I rather not tell," Gampu said. "I have been waiting over three hundred years for their story to be told. Reporters, you will find copies of the Robinsons's diaries and Major West's journal appearing in your comn terminal in the next five minutes. Any questions about the Robinsons that you have will be referred to that source."

"Or me!" Peepo said.

"And you too, Peepo," Laura said, with a small laugh.

"Three hundred years ago there was a crash landing on the planet Priplanus by a strange starship quite some distance from my campsite," Gampy started. "I came up the stairs, waved my hand, and searched to find wounded then to find the largest bunk of survivors. Terrified out of their minds. Immediately, it was led by the most brightest, well trained cadets after being greeted by someone they believed was lost and someone who just met them. Little did I know, I would have to make sure they were there and see it through. Which was difficult as it was when they kept running into dangerous situations."

Laughter erupted from the crowd including some precious chuckles from the team.

"And they lived," Gampu said. "These are very fine officers capable of withstanding the most severe kind of stresses that they have been through for the last week without my presence."

A reporter stood up from the crowd.

"Commander, what do you mean you weren't here?" a reporter asked, standing up.

Gampu's eyes grew big leaning back into the wheelchair then looked over toward the cadets then toward the crowd.

"You honestly believe that the creature known as Doctor Smith was really me pretending to be someone else?" Gampu asked

There was silence in the gymnasium.

"Yes," came the reply.

"That was me but I was not pretending," Gampu said. "I was someone else back then. A different creature. A creature who had to pretend to be someone else for a week. A real person who lived." He looked toward the cieling mentally adding, and still lives. Gampu briefly lowered his gaze toward the floor. "I believe the purpose of the play has been successful regarding the civilians. Exquisite actors and marvelous artists. . ." he looked toward the actors and set people who had poured time and energy into the play. Gampu had a nod toward them. "And it was good to see it conclude with the most deserved reception for those talents."

"Commander," the reporter said. Gampu turned his attention toward the crowd. "If you haven't been here for the last week then where have you been?"

Tee Gar stepped toward the man's side.

"He has been in space," Tee Gar said.

"Doctor?" came one of the nurses.

Tee Gar shook his head.

"Yes?"

"The deputy commander. . ."

Tee Gar used a handkerchief to wipe off a trail of sweat from his forehead. They had paused in their travel to the academy for the sake of everyone involved to gain their bearings. He noticed the deputy commander was still. The Ferengi had passed away quietly under the beating sun. He came over to the deputy commander's side then performed CPR. The details of the day dream was fresh on his mind. Hopeful, victorious, and everyone happy. His hands rose up repeatedly from the gesture against the Ferengi's chest.

"That is enough," Came Gampu's voice from beside him. "Doctor Soom."

Tee Gar looked over expecting to find the commander glaring sharply at him with a hand on his shoulder. The sharpened look would have softened down to sympathy then slid the blanket over the man's head. Gampu wasn't here nor was Blue Team 1. He stopped the CPR lowering his hands down to the edge then slid the silver blanket over the Deputy Commander. Tee Gar had a sigh. He raised his head up as it occurred to him that Gampu did not often call him by Doctor Soom but by his first name.

"Did anyone call me?" Tee Gar said.

"No, sir," came the reply.

"Get him to the academy's freezer," Tee Gar said. "Medical professionals go first."

The group walked on leaving the cadet to the heated rock. He leaned forward cupping his hands together staring toward the golden hills with his hands cupped together underneath his chin. A deputy commander was gone. Tee Gar barely had known the last four deputy commanders as they worked in a secret part of the asteroid. One half was the academy and the other half was the academy. Both Control Center's were on the top. The Academy had the top half while Command had the lower half. The knowledge that someone that he barely knew, the second person in authority, had died in his time as a cadet. Tee Gar sensed a older individual sit alongside him so he looked over to spot Professor Allen with a grim face.

"Professor Allen," Tee Gar said. "What is wrong?"

Allen shook his head.

"It's not good," Allen said. "It's about Commander Brookes."

"What happened?" Tee Gar asked.

"She snapped," Allen said. "Tried to kill Commander Gampu."

Tee Gar walked away from the rock rubbing his forehead and lowered his head.

"What happened to her?" Tee Gar asked.

Allen was silent.

"Major West killed her," Allen said. "I moved the body to a body bag. You are the next in command."

"I am a cadet," Tee Gar said. "You are supposed to be in charge."

"She may have retired the team number but not the fact that what is left of the previous commander's blue team 1 will take over should something go terribly wrong," Allen said. "I heard you lost the deputy commander."

Tee Gar nodded.

"Please, return to the academy," Tee Gar said. "I have to consider what to do now being responsible for the survivors."

"Take the time you need, Doctor," Allen said, then walked away leaving Tee Gar to stare at the visible two moons in the distance.

Tee Gar got up to his feet then struck the boulder once, twice, twice, and kicked it so that cracks formed in the large rock. Pieces of rock fell off landing beside his boots continuing to strike at it repeatedly. The large rock fell apart on him collapsing to the ground. It was left in large chunks in front of Tee Gar. Tee Gar looked over with his hands in fists. The strength of his ancestors was prominently flowing through his veins stronger than before took over him and the only thing on his mind was to break something. The next thing Tee Gar knew was that the tall rock in front of him showed signs that he punched his hand against. With a crack, the tall rock sliced in half finely in the middle then fell apart with a loud grumbling thud unsettling the sand around him in a way raining down. And he was so, so, so angry.