Response to the wonderful reviewers

Max2013: I am glad you liked the chapter. I hope to explore Judy in this story, but also give a little character development to the rest of the family. Thank you so much for your support.

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After her outburst, Judy retreated to her bedroom, flopping down on the bed, burying her face in a pillow to let out a muffled scream of frustration. She knew she had overreacted and would have to apologize eventually. But right now, she just felt like wallowing.

"Judy?" Penny stood in the doorway. "Can I come in?"

Her sister turned her head, blowing her hair out of her face. "It is your room too. Technically you don't have to ask me that."

"I'd rather not get my head bitten off," Penny told her, half-joking. She stayed where she was, an eyebrow raised.

Judy sat up and patted a spot next to her, not even refuting her sister's words. Penny smiled, darting over to her. "I'm sorry. I guess I just got up off the wrong side of the bed."

Penny cocked her head as she gave her a searching look. "I don't mean to be mean, but you've been rather irritable lately. If something is bothering you, I don't think it will make it better to keep it all bottled up."

Judy let out a heavy sigh. "A couple of weeks ago, I was making another tape for Joan." Even though she feared her cousin/best friend would never hear her messages, she still liked making them as it was the closest she would get to talking to her. "I suddenly remembered something we did as kids. We made a list of things we would do when we were twenty-five."

"Oh." Penny could see where this was going. Her sister's twenty-fifth birthday was less than a year away.

Judy continued, "By then, I was supposed to be a famous actress, have two kids, be married to Harrison Ford-"

"Isn't he already married?" Penny interjected, her brow furrowing.

"Not in my fantasy," the blonde replied, a ghost of a smile tugging at her lips. She then sobered. "I guess remembering all I wanted to accomplish, knowing I never will, bothered me more than I'd like to admit."

Penny made a sympathetic noise as she gave her sister a one-armed hug. "I know how you feel. This isn't exactly how I wanted things to go."

"Oh?" Judy turned her head to give her sister an apprising look.

"Don't get me wrong, I love all our adventures," the younger Robinson daughter insisted, looking down at her hands. "But I always thought that we would be at Alpha Centauri with other colonists by the time I was ready to start dating. I know that's a stupid thing to be upset about."

"No, it's not," Judy assured, grabbing her into a bear hug. "And I bet one day you are going to meet someone."

Penny snorted in derision. "Right. Because there are tons of eligible guys just wandering around out there." And the only eligible guy here is currently dating my sister, she added inwardly with a sharp pang of jealousy shooting through her.

"Hey, we have met a lot of interesting people or rather aliens," Judy amended. "I wouldn't be surprised if we meet someone who will fall desperately in love with you."

"You really think so?"

"I know so." Judy squeezed her.

"You are a good sister," Penny murmured as she laid her head on Judy's shoulder.

"So are you."

Thirty minutes later, the sisters emerged from the Jupiter. Penny went to find Dr. Smith, Will, and the Robot, while Judy looked for Don. She didn't have to go far, spotted a familiar pair of legs underneath the Chariot.

With a sigh, she sat down, resting her back against the vehicle.

Before she could say anything, Don spoke, not moving from under the Chariot. "Okay, you didn't pompously announce your arrival, so I know you are not Dr. Smith. You didn't ask how its looking, so I know you aren't John."

Judy giggled as he continued to list their family members.

"You moved too quietly to be the Robot. You haven't offered to help so you aren't Will or Penny? You haven't asked if I need anything, so you aren't Marueen. Hmm, I wonder who that leaves?"

"I have asked if you needed anything," Judy protested, pretending to be affronted. "And if you wanted help, I would be glad to do so."

Don pulled himself out from under the Chariot. "Yeah, I couldn't think of anything off of the top of my head for your siblings and Mareen." He then wrapped his arm around her, kissing her lips chastely. "How are you feeling?"

"Fine," Judy answered, running her fingers up his arm. "I'm sorry for my behavior at breakfast."

"It's okay," Don assured. "I'm sorry I started on Smith. I didn't realize it would annoy you."

"It wouldn't be breakfast with you and Dr. Smith bickering," Judy joked with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. "You are like an old married couple."

"Ugh." Don made a disgusted face. "Don't ever put that idea in my head."

Judy chuckled, snuggling closer. "Sorry."

Don scrutinized her for a few minutes. "Hey, if you aren't feeling up to our picnic…."

Will and his big mouth, Judy groaned to herself, suspecting her brother had mentioned that she had been sick this morning. It was the reason why she had not mentioned being sick the mornings previous. She didn't need everyone hovering over her.

"Oh no, Major West, you are not weaseling out of our date," she mock scolded him, wagging her finger.

He let out a laugh. "Our date? Earlier you were saying how you wanted Penny and Will to come. I was just your second choice."

"Don, really. You will always be my first choice," Judy affirmed.

Don's grin lit up his whole face. "You mean that."

"Do you doubt it?" she asked playfully.

"Well, I do recollect something about not getting any other offers," Don recalled, giving her a knowing look.

"I was young and foolish," defended Judy. "But if you need any proof of how much I love you, I'll gladly show you."

The major raised an eyebrow. "Now that you mention it, I do need some convincing."

She laughed before throwing her arms around his neck, causing them both to fall over before she kissed his lips passionately. When they came up for air, she asked, "How was that?"

"I'm convinced," Don declared in-between gasps. He reached up to stroke her face, running his fingers through her hair. "I love you too."

Judy smirked. "You know something. Harrison Ford has nothing on you." She giggled at his visible confusion.

"Ahem." The sound of someone clearing their throat caused the couple to detangle themselves before scrambling to their feet, their faces beet red.

Professor John Robinson did a masterful job of keeping his expression composed, but there was a slight edge to his voice. "Judy, your mother is looking for you."

Judy suspected this was merely a ruse, but she decided not to argue with him about it. At least not now. But one day, she would convince her father to stop treating her like she was still his little girl.

She walked back to the Jupiter, glancing back to exchange a secret smile with Don before she went inside.

Instead of seeking out her mother, Judy decided to venture into the kitchen. She knew it was a bit early to be thinking about lunch, but she wanted this date with Don to go well. Therefore, she needed to check if they had enough supplies to make their favorite dishes.

Perhaps she could make some brownies for dessert. Yes, that sounded nice. A plan in her mind, Judy set the oven and began to prepare the ingredients for the batter.

"Judy?" Maureen materialized in the doorway. "Are you feeling hungry? I can make you something if you like."

Her daughter's brow furrowed, bewildered by the concern in her voice. "Don and I are going on a picnic lunch date, Mother. I wanted to get a head start."

"I see." Maureen seemed almost nervous, wringing her hands as she observed her eldest child.

"What is it, Mom?" Judy inquired, finding herself unable to work under her mother's scrutiny. "Is something wrong?" Perhaps her father's statement hadn't been a ruse to get her away from Don. Maybe her mother had wanted to talk to her.

The biochemist shook her head. "Nothing's wrong, dear. Unless something is. Would you tell me if something was wrong?"

Judy's eyes narrowed. "What did Penny tell you?" She hadn't exactly told Penny to keep their conversation private, but she thought it went without saying.

"Nothing," Maureen assured. "I've just been noticing that you have been under the weather. I wanted to make sure that you are alright. Perhaps we can run some tests."

"I'm fine, really," Judy maintained. She was certain that whatever was causing her nausea, and lack of appetite would fade.

Maureen pressed her lips together, but acquiesced, "If you are sure. I just want you to know if you want to talk, I'm here."

Her daughter gave her another odd look. "Okay. Thank you, Mother."

Mrs. Robinson exited the kitchen, leaving Judy wondering why her mother and Doctor Smith were fussing over her like mother hens. What do they think was wrong with her?

I'll think about that tomorrow, she decided as she returned to her baking. I want this afternoon to be special.