The Smith's were relegated to a apartment in the sprawling city. Debbie was being studied under Penny's supervision. John was making up lies as he went a bit clumsily. The Robinson 8 was towed away from the sight to somewhere else after it had been cleaned of all the photographs and family belongings that now littered the sprawling apartment. William was sitting on the couch with his hands on his lap. Scenes from what had happened hours ago echoed in his mind in a very clear way. The elder Smith calling for William to go on as there were sounds of explosions from behind him. The announcement "DANGER, WILL ROBINSON, DANGER!" as it fired after the threats while escorting the boy back. Mrs Smith slowly seated down alongside William then cleared her throat drawing his attention.
"He stayed behind with the Robot to make sure we got out of there. He distracted those machines while the Robot did his best," William said. He looked down toward his hands in a sad like manner. "I could have made him come in with me. He's always wanted to come back to Earth with us alive if it could happen and now, it just doesn't feel the same. It doesn't feel satisfying."
"There was nothing you could have done," Mrs Smith said. "It is what he would have wanted."
"We could have made it out together," William said, in a small voice.
"He had to make sure we got out of that base," Mrs Smith said. "The Robot couldn't have done it without him."
"I miss them," William said.
"Me too, Will," Mrs Smith said, placing her hand on his shoulder. "If you want to go through with it, changing your name, legally." Will looked up toward his mother. "You are always going to be Will to me."
William looked up toward Mrs Smith with a smile.
"I am going to do good under his name," William said.
"Like what kind of good?" Mrs Smith asked.
"Helping people," William said. "That's it."
"If that is what you want," Mrs Smith said, with a smile. "Don't forget who you are."
"I won't," William said, then hugged her and she returned the hug. "I won't."