The explosives were removed one by one with delicate care then the panels were placed back on. Flake tossed the explosives into open space. He watched several of the explosives neatly be set in a line in a orderly manner. Flake returned out of the rockets with his work done. He made his way to the area where the b-9 robot was set. The Robot was resting inside its container seemingly non-active state. He met with Doctor Sword, the family's physician, during the Jupiter 2's late construction. The woman seemingly in awe at the sight with his legs dangling on the edge of the catwalk and remarking out loud a desire to go out there with them. Sword would be jealous if she knew what Flake had gotten himself into. Flake returned from the rocket department then slid out of the space suit.
Flake made his way to the robot station.
Flake hadn't bothered to look at the new models of Bobit before the mission.
The Robot was taller and different. It looked more fit for a covert operations taking down drug cartels. The police variation looked much different being blue and black with a golden third color. They were roughly the same size. The most ideal robots to go in and handle a situation that could not be handled by humans even as going far to neutralizing bombs. He saw the replacement parts on the wall. Some even going as far to have the circular helmet replacements that looked different from the primary head. Flake decided to get himself familiar to the robot in case of events where he had to help making sure the team had everything running in order. He took one of the circular heads from the panel then looked down toward it. He grew a smile seeing the similarities to the old and to the new. The man who first programmed and took active part in the Robot, Doctor Smith, would be very proud at how far they came and maybe a bit mortified. No one could be certain about his reaction as he had gone missing shortly after the Gemini 12 had blasted off.
Flake put it back into the replacement parts then lightly pat on it.
Flake was getting himself acquainted to the bridge when the Robot came out of the hiding place.
"Destroy the Robinsons!" The Robot announced. "Destroy, destroy, destroy!"
Flake looked up.
"Oh hell," Flake said, putting the padd away.
Flake was unable to move watching the Robot exit.
It went through another doorway turned around chanting over and over.
The Robot used the elevator to bring itself up to the command deck.
Flake was paralyzed by terror.
They had hired more than one person to infiltrate the ship then rig it to explode in different ways. Flake followed after the Robot climbing up the ladder to the bridge coming in with a laser pistol. The ship rocked from side to side with a great, thunderous roar. The ship rocked with explosion from underneath knocking Flake to the side. He made the climb up to see the Robot was firing on the bridge. It was surreal to see a force of the federal governments before his eyes acting out of malice. He was unable to think clearly at the frightening, ominous sight. For a moment there, Flake believed everything about robot AI's rising and taking over in a grizzly battle. Flake knelt down then fired on the Robot's soft, vulnerable spot. The Robot lowered its arms where it deactivated with the bridge on fire. Everywhere was on fire. Flake came over to a control panel then used the chief engineer code to deactivate the pods then slid down. The pods came down from the top of the room to the floor. Don's pod was the first to open and he staggered forward.
"What the hell?" Don said. His eyes widened at the scene before him.
Flake rested down against a control panel pressing his hand against his right side.
"Eight hours," Flake said. "How impressive," he looked up toward the ceiling with tears in his eyes. Flake added, regretfully looking toward Don. The next words that Don heard confirmed his worst fear. "I thought I was the only one."
"Oh no," Don sped his way over to the fire extinguisher then aimed it at the flames.
Don made his way over to the control panel as the flames receded. The other pods opened except for Penny's pod. Maureen staggered out of the pod landing to her feet. John helped the woman up as she placed a hand on her forehead feeling unwell. Judy was handed a pod by Don and so was Will. They applied the fire extinguisher to the burning parts of the command deck. The flames receded as John came over to his family. Don checked the still operational parts of the technology and had a quick assessment. The inside of the ship became very heated. Don picked up the headset from the counter then put onto his head and pressed several buttons attempting to send a message. The Jupiter 2 was flying without aim freely in space while the major struggled to regain control.
"We need to jump!" Don announced.
"We don't have a hypergate, Major," John reminded. "We could get lost in space."
"We're going to be boiled alive in this spaceship if we don't," Don said, turning toward the man.
John looked on ahead toward the approaching sun.
"Dad!" Will said. John turned his attention off the screen. "Penny's pod won't open!"
"Do it!" John ordered Don.
"Yes, sir," Don said, as John rushed toward Will. "Here we go."
Don pressed the leveler as Judy was looking down the screen indicating Penny's health signs. Maureen was dying down the flames nearby the doorway using a spare extinguisher on a lone set of flames that hadn't been tended to. Everything paused inside the Jupiter 2 once the leveler was pushed. The ship was going forwards become sleeker and thinner before the human eye. The Jupiter 2 vanished from the sun in the blink of a eye. It reappeared with a red gust surrounding it. Time returned aboard the Jupiter 2. Judy grew a panicked look then counted back to ten and inserted a quick code. The pod door opened and Penny fell out of the pod landing into the arms of her father.
"Penny," John said. "Penny," he shook her. "Penny."
"Please, wake up," Will said, clutching on to Penny's shoulder.
"Her life signs indicate there is life," Judy announced, as Maureen came to Penny's side.
"What happened to her pod?" Maureen asked.
John looked up.
"Major West," John said.
Don got up from the chair then came toward them.
"Global Sedition sabotaged everything," Don said. "Mr Flake just happened to stop the Robot."
"So this isn't the only deck that is on fire right now," John said.
"We have to do this deck by deck," Don said. "I will start with med bay," he came over to the unconscious engineer then surveyed the injury that was being pressed against. "This is going to be tricky."
"It doesn't have to be tricky," John said, yanking out a long, fat cable from his pod and handed it to Don. "I am no doctor, but I can determine that this could help. . . maybe."
Don took the long, fat black cable then tightly wrapped it around the man's chest. He applied a large cap against the injury once sliding it under the small ringed sections. Maureen picked up the blonde man then followed after the group up the stairs. John picked up Penny then began to follow the group. Will looked out back at the scenery of space with a unsure and scared look on his face.
"Will!" John called.
Will exited the command deck.
The Robot's arm gently raised up, briefly, then went back down.