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Max2013: Judy did in fact have a good point. Surviving is not the same as living.
Guest: Don shall find out very soon.
Judy was not sure how far she had walked. She had just needed to put as much distance as she could. Her heart was racing, and her head was swimming. How could she not have seen it? How did Dr. Smith and her mother figure it out before her?
The blonde finally stopped as she came to the top of a hill. She sat down, massaging her temples. "I've been so cranky and feeling sorry for myself, I didn't even notice I missed my period twice," she mused out loud, wondering how she could be so blind.
Now that her mother had put the thought in her head, she realized the other symptoms such as her morning sickness and frequent use of the bathroom. Now that she had time to ponder the matter, she also noticed her breasts felt rather tender lately.
"How could this happen?" Judy asked the air. A blush crept up her cheeks as she recalled just how it happened.
They were packing up the relay station, making sure to carefully store away the important parts, labeling them before packing them up. However, the fact that they were unaccompanied had made it rather difficult to concentrate on their task.
"Shouldn't we be focused on packing, Major West?" Judy inquired pointedly, struggling to sound stern. It was difficult when Don's lips were sucking on the sensitive part of her neck. She moved her hair to give him better access.
"We have been working so hard, I think we have earned a break," her partner declared before continuing to pepper every inch of her skin with open mouthed kisses.
"In that case..." Judy tossed her clip board aside, spinning around so she was now facing him, throwing her arms around his neck. Their lips met in a passionate kiss that left them both breathless.
Don grinned at her, before beginning to kiss her from her cheek to her collarbone, his hands groping her bottom. Judy nuzzled his ear, nipping at it playfully as she ran her fingers through his hair.
"Don't stop," she implored.
"I'm going to have to at some point. Otherwise, we're in trouble," Don quipped.
Judy giggled. "I am a Robinson, Don, I always get into trouble."
"I'm serious," he told her as if he wasn't the one who had been kissing her in the first place and wasn't currently caressing her in a way that made her all tingly.
"So am I."
The look of surprise on Don's face was almost comical. "Do you mean you want to…? Here?"
"Why not?" Judy was almost amused by his sudden shyness. He was always so confident.
"Because I always thought you would want silk sheets, rose petals, candles, soft music," he listed, staring at her adoringly. "You deserve something special. A perfect night."
Judy thought her heart could burst with absolute joy, touched by his level of consideration. "Don, I don't want perfect. I just want you." She wasn't sure who moved first, but they were kissing again, removing each other's clothes.
Judy let out a blissful sigh as she recalled that experience. It wasn't perfect, but it was amazing. Afterwards they finished packing and returned to the Jupiter. They acted like nothing had changed. Little did they know, everything had.
She groaned as she grabbed fistfuls of her own hair. Don had been right. They were in trouble. She could only imagine the lecture she was going to get from her father. And there was the fact that she was going to have a baby in space. Well technically not in space, but presumably they would have to go into space at some point.
What kind of life could this child have? Where were they even going to put the baby? Did they even have any supplies for babies? True they had brought everything including the kitchen sink, but that didn't necessarily mean they had supplies for infant care.
The oldest Robinson daughter was brought out of her thoughts by water dripping on her face. She glanced up at the sky and saw it had gone completely dark, the clouds were now black.
Logically Judy knew she should return to the ship, but she could not bring herself to face her parents or Don for that matter. Instead, she got up and searched for shelter where she could wait until it stopped raining.
From her vantage point, she could see a cave nearby. As the rain began to come down harder, Judy got up and made a dash for the cave, hoping the storm would last long enough for her to figure out what she was going to do and how she was going to face everyone.
Elsewhere the chariot arrived back at the Jupiter safely. While Don and the Robot checked the weather station, Penny and Will decided to settle in for a game of chess. With all four distracted, Dr. Smith and John talked to Maureen the galley.
"She didn't even suspect. How is that possible?" Dr. Smith demanded, shocked that being pregnant wouldn't have occurred to Judy. "Of all people, she should have been the first to figure it out."
"We don't know for sure yet," John insisted, his arms crossed over his chest. "Something else could be causing those symptoms. We should run some tests before jumping to conclusions."
Maureen was fixing sandwiches for lunch as she talked. "Speaking of tests: Dr. Smith, Judy mentioned that you ran a test on yourself when you feared she was sick."
Dr. Smith coughed and straightened. "Well, Madam as the ship's only doctor, I thought it was more prudent to make sure that I wasn't in danger. After all, if I were to fall deathly ill who would take care of all of you?"
"I would," Maureen said, a hint of annoyance in her voice. "As I have whenever you have felt poorly." She was starting to wonder if she should start insisting Dr. Smith use her proper title. She did have a doctrine after all.
"As much as I applaud the work you have done caring for us, I must remind you that I have the MD," Dr. Smith pointed out. "Regardless, by the time I got my test results back and put two and two together, Judy had retired for the night. I saw little point in waking her up."
"I say we still don't know for certain that Judy is pregnant," John insisted, glancing at the elevator as if he feared one of the children would come down and overhear.
"But she has confirmed it is a possibility," Maureen divulged. "And we know for a fact that she and Don were alone three months ago."
"For several days as I recall," Dr. Smith put in.
John let out a sound that was the cross of a groan and a grunt. "I just can't believe this happening."
Dr. Smith tasked. "I quite agree. We already are living in a cramped living space. To add to it is just madness."
Professor Robinson opened his mouth, perhaps to scold the man when he saw the elevator going down. Seconds later, Will emerged. He noticed at once the tension between the adults.
"What's going on?"
"Nothing at all, young William," intoned the good doctor, feigning casualness. "Your parents and I were merely discussing how to find a better spot for drill site."
"O-kay." Will drew out the o, not quite believing them. He would talk to Dr. Smith later. Knowing his friend as he did, he suspected he could at least get a hint if he prodded the man enough. "Penny and I were wondering when lunch would be ready."
He guessed considering how hard the rain was coming down and the Robot had picked up increasing winds that there was a storm coming. His father would wait until it was over to find a new drill site.
"I'm almost done," Maureen answered, turning around to face her son. "Will, did Judy come back?"
"No, she didn't," Will replied, his brow furrowing. His mother had said Judy had gone for a walk. He was sure she was making her way back once the rain started. He wasn't sure why his parents and Dr. Smith looked so nervous. "Is she okay?"
The adults exchanged looks. Will was beginning to feel an anxious knot in his stomach. He knew she had thrown up this morning. However, she had seemed fine later albeit a little moody.
"Is Judy okay?" Will repeated.
"She's fine, son," John affirmed. Then something occurred to him. "Will, did the Robot scan us when we landed?"
"Yeah. He said everyone was healthy," Will reported, wondering what this had to do with Judy.
"Do me a favor, tell the Robot to get down here," John requested. They had been traveling in space for ten weeks. Enough time for the hypothetical baby to be detected by the Robot's scanners.
Will was still confused but he obeyed, guessing he could get answers from his mechanical friend afterwards.
"Wouldn't he have mentioned it?" Maureen questioned as she leaned on the counter. "If Judy was pregnant, I mean."
"That ninny only speaks up when we're in immediate danger," Dr. Smith said before muttering under his breath. "Or to babble nonsense like the booby he is."
"Regardless, he will be able to tell us if Judy is with child or not," John pointed out. He was inundated with a growing fear, a sick sensation in his stomach.
Don was just finishing up, looking at the weather report. According to the readings the storm would last until late in the evening or early in the morning. He tried calling Judy with the communicator, only to receive static. He decided to go down to the lower level. He saw John, Maureen, Dr. Smith and the Robot in the galley.
"Hey. Judy's not answering her radio so I thought I'd go look for her," he announced. He was worrying about his partner that he failed to register the expressions on their faces. Maureen was covering her mouth as her eyes were filled with tears. Professor Robinson was walking back and forth like a caged animal. Even Dr. Smith seemed uneasy.
"What's wrong?" Don asked.
Professor Robinson lifted his head to glare at him. "What's wrong? I trusted you and you got my daughter pregnant!"
Meanwhile, Judy entered the cave she had found. She was starting to regret her decision not to run back to the ship. She had barely made it to the cave before the winds began to howl and the downpour soaked her to the bone.
"I'll be fine," she affirmed, trying to psych herself up. "I just need to make a fire and dry my clothes." Thankfully, the picnic blanket she had packed was warm enough to wrap around her.
She would also figure out how to make a fire, but that would come after she get out of her wet clothes. As she began to strip, Judy was beginning to get the feeling she was being watched.
"Hello?" She peered around the cave, looking for signs that someone else was here, but she couldn't see any. She pulled out her laser gun, gripping the handle tightly as she scanned her surroundings.
It seemed like she was alone. There were no signs of-there! A dark shadow flickered against the wall. With shaking hands, Judy walked closer. Her father always said violence should be used as a last resort unless it was in self-defense.
There was a flurry of dark wings and Judy took the shot at whatever it was attacked. Judging by the loud screech, it was a direct hit. She opened her eyes to see what had happened.
Crawling on the ground was a bat like creature. It continued to cry in pain, breaking Judy's heart.
"I'm sorry," she whispered, putting her gun down to approach it carefully. "I was scared. I thought you were going to hurt me." The creature was no bigger than a dog. Judging by the milky eyes, it was probably blind. One of its leathery red wings had a gaping hole.
Judy grabbed her picnic basket, grabbing a few pieces of fruit before tearing off a strip of her dress. She knelt down near the creature, trying not to get too close. She offered a piece of fruit first to gain its trust.
The bat thing sniffed cautiously before tentatively taking a bit of the fruit. Judy laid more pieces in front of it. Once she was certain it was distracted, she took the strip of fabric and wrapped it around the hole.
"I'm very sorry about this," Judy professed. "I'm sure if Penny or Will were here, they would have realized you weren't dangerous." To her surprise the creature nuzzled her hand. She deduced that it was looking for more food. Thankfully, she had packed plenty of fruit, wanting something healthy to have before they snacked on brownies.
"Well I suppose we're going to be roommates until the storm is over," she speculated. "Maybe we should get acquainted. I'm Judy Robinson. May I give you a name?" The creature made another screeching sound. "How about Bruce or is that too on the nose?"
Bruce made a sound that Judy decided meant it or he liked his new name.
Judy grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around both her and Bruce. She hoped the storm would stop eventually. In the meantime, she and Bruce could cuddle as she contemplated this new situation she found herself in.