Perspective (A Lost in Space story)
Perspective
By Joan Powers
A/N: This is my first official Lost in Space fanfic (Lost on Planet G889 being a LIS/Earth 2 crossover). It’s taken me a while to get a feel for it. While it has some Will/Smith/Robot interaction for comic relief, it has a healthy dose of Don and Judy along with a slightly more serious situation.
Rating: PG-13/K+
Genre: Sci-fi /Drama
Timeline: During the second season
Summary: After an encounter with a handsome stranger, Judy starts to see things differently. D/J
“Mother, I am NOT a child,” Judy complained as she removed plastic covered clothing from the washer and roughly shoved the items into a laundry basket.
Carefully regarding her eldest daughter’s pouting lips, Maureen replied, “Then you understand that it’s dangerous to wander about the planet alone.”
“Will and Penny do it all the time. Why can’t I?”
Unbeknownst to her daughter, Maureen understood her frustrations. It wasn’t easy living on this planet. There was plenty of boredom. Each day brought a series of repetitive chores whose completion was essential for their survival. There was also stress. A circuit burns out and the heating unit needs repairing. The weather changes radically and the plants die, forcing them to ration food and re-start the garden from scratch. Everything boiled down to a matter of survival. She didn’t always like it either but that was life and you did the best that you could.
If Judy were as grown up as she claimed to be, she’d understand that her duties would surpass any free time for such luxuries as wandering about the planet or investigating the crystal cave that Will had recently discovered. Maureen wisely chose not to mention that.
“Then why can’t Don and I go together?’
The older woman astutely pointed out. “And what is Don doing now?”
“Working at the drill site,” she sighed.
Maureen wondered if she’d caught the hint.
Then again, maybe she was being too harsh with her eldest daughter. It wasn’t as if they had to work non-stop every day. That type of drudgery would take the joy out of life. She understood the value of taking a break or making a special meal to break up the monotony. Although it went against her better judgment, she sensed that an outing on her own might perk up her spirits.
She stepped closer to her daughter, putting a hand on her shoulder. “Tell you what. Why don’t you go ahead and check out those caverns that Will was talking about”
“Oh, Mother! Really?”
She nodded. “Just be sure to be back in time to help me prepare supper. And don’t forget to bring a laser pistol.”
“Thanks, Mom!” Impulsively Judy hugged her and then rushed into the ship for a weapon.
Minutes later, she strode by, laser pistol in hostler. She waved enthusiastically to Maureen as she left the campsite.
“What’s all that about?” John Robinson had approached from another direction. “Should she be going off by herself?”
“Why not? She’s an adult. She took a laser pistol.”
“Still…” His brow furrowed.
“Come now, John, Will is nearly half her age yet in some ways we do give him more freedom.”
“It’s more a matter that he takes it. He’s out the door running while Judy’s patiently waiting to ask permission. Besides, Smith and the Robot are usually with him.”
Her lips pursed in amusement. “And that keeps him out of trouble?”
He chuckled. “Point well taken. Still…maybe I should ask Don to catch up with her.”
“Don’t.”
He looked to his wife.
“She’ll think you don’t trust her. She can handle it.”
“Whatever you say, dear. Now, do you have any more of those biscuits from lunch? I’m starved.”
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Judy could hardly believe that her mother was allowing her to do this. Will had been so excited at lunch, describing the cave and the many crystal formations he’d seen. It sounded wonderful. Before she could suggest joining him on a return trip after lunch, Dr. Smith had already come up with alternative plans for Will and the Robot. Judy was surprised he hadn’t been dying to return to exploit the resources of the cave. Even Penny had other plans for the afternoon.
She paused to catch her breath. She’d spent many hours alone on this planet, in her cabin on the ship or safely just outside of their campsite. While the terrain was still the same - dusty, flat, occasional rocks, monotonous tan color, it was far more exhilarating to be truly on her own. If she were younger, she’d be tempted to put out her arms to mimic flying. Then again, there wasn’t any one around. She raised her arms like wings of an airplane and soared about, enjoying her new found freedom.
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The caves were fascinating, just as Will had described them. She’d climbed down a narrow trail to the cavern entrance. From the outside, it merely looked like a convenient home for a large mammal. But inside was a different story. The floor of the chamber lay several feet lower while the ceiling towered over her head. Random openings let in natural light that sparkled as the beams hit the mineral spires. The chamber was damp, water dripping off spires and pooling in puddles at their bases. Judy admired how each different outcropping diffracted the light somewhat uniquely. The subtle variations in colors reminded her of a kaleidoscope.
She was so absorbed by the sight that she hadn’t noticed that she was no longer alone.
“Impressive,” a deep male voice came from behind her.
Startled, she whirled about. A man roughly six foot tall stood nearby, clad in a silver and gray ensemble, wearing tight pants with a tunic top that molded to his muscular physique. Dark wavy hair framed his face. Although his features appeared human, the greenish tinge to his skin suggested that he was most likely humanoid - human in appearance only.
“Sorry to frighten you.”
Judy rapidly dismissed her mother’s admonishments about not talking to strangers. It got lonely on this planet and frankly, rather dull. News of another planet, another race, another person’s adventures in space was a thrilling prospect.
“Isn’t it breath taking?” she sighed. “Are you new to this planet?”
“Yes. I landed a few days ago to make some repairs. I’m bound for Anteries.”
Bursting with curiosity, Judy came closer. “Is that your home?”
“No. I’m a trader. It’s the next stop on my route.”
“What do you trade?”
“A little bit of this. Some of that. What one species throws away, another one values greatly. You never know what might come in handy.”
She smiled. “I’m Judy Robinson.”
“I’m called Xenex.”
Judy grabbed his arm with enthusiasm. “You’ve got to come back to our ship with me. My family would love to meet you and I’m sure you’ll enjoy a home cooked meal.”
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“You wouldn’t believe the girls from the Octurus Nebula. Dark green skin with flowing purple hair. They’re gorgeous to look at, but heaven forbid you make eye contact.” He laughed ruefully, “Then they control you.” Xenex reached for a third biscuit from the platter on the Robinsons’ outdoor dining table.
Will wasn’t as interested in girls, alien or human. “What other neat things have you seen?” He was eager for more stories.
“More than you can dream of,” Xenex replied, washing down his food with a drink of water.
“Be sure to save room for Mom’s cherry pie,” Judy advised.
Undeterred, Will pressed on. “Can I see your inventory? I’d love to see stuff from other planets.”
“Afraid you’ve caught me at a bad time, boy. My stocks are low,” Xenex explained.
“I thought you were making another stop,” Judy asked.
“That’s right. The planet Orion.”
“Wait a minute.” Don had been silently fuming during dinner, blatantly staring at their guest throughout the entire meal. “You told Judy earlier that you were headed for Anteries.”
Xenex wasn’t offended by the Major’s not so subtle implications. Smoothly, he responded, “Did I? That was my original intention but there’s a better market at Orion for a treasure I just found on this planet.”
Dr. Smith’s ears perked up. “Treasure? On this planet? Do you mean to say there’s something of value on this dismal place?”
“The artists on Orion might find those mineral spires inspirational,” Xenex answered.
Dr. Smith pulled his camp stool closer to their visitor. “I’m sure you could use some help with that enterprise. I’d be more than happy to gather some of the crystals if you could take me back to Earth as my payment. A lovely planet, not too far out of the way. I assure you, I’m a hard worker.”
A rude noise erupted from Don and the rest of the family exchanged grins.
“I work alone, Dr. Smith. Mrs. Robinson, I believe I’m ready for a slice of that pie.”
“Certainly.” Maureen passed a plate of pie over to him.
“Where do you hail from? And how come we didn’t detect your ship landing on our radar?” Don grilled their visitor.
Xenex lifted a forkful of pie towards his mouth. “In my line of work, it can be handy to come and go without detection. Some aliens’ concepts of bargaining aren’t exactly equitable, if you know what I mean.”
“Yet, you’ve never been to Alpha Centauri?” John Robinson had brought up the subject earlier during their meal.
“No. But that doesn’t mean that my star charts aren’t calling it by a different name, right?”
John Robinson grinned good naturedly. “That could be true. Listen, we’re having trouble fixing our space ship. We need to replace a thruster control. Would you be in a position to trade for repair parts?”
Xenex replied, “I’m not one to turn away business but I doubt I have anything of that nature in my stores.”
John pressed. “Perhaps we could come by to look, on the off chance?”
“Certainly Professor Robinson.” Having finished his dessert, he rose. “That was a wonderful meal, Mrs. Robinson. Thank you.” Then he turned to Judy. “Would you care to go for a walk?”
“John,” Don simmered.
“Don!” Judy’s cheeks flamed.
John Robinson raised a hand. “Where did you have in mind to take her?”
“Near your campsite. Or maybe I could show her my ship? It’s not far from here.”
“Dad, can I go too? I’d love to see it,” Will eagerly asked.
Xenex shuffled uncomfortably, obviously not wanting additional company.
Maureen sensed this and diplomatically suggested, “It is getting late. Another time, perhaps?”
“I’ll be leaving this planet soon. Perhaps Judy could assist me tomorrow selecting some of the spires. The female eye for detail, you know.”
Maureen considered it. “That would be all right.”
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“Something’s not right with that guy.”
Normally when Judy left the space ship after dinner to sit in the relative privacy offered by the adjacent rock outcropping, she’d be eagerly waiting for Don to join her. In fact, all the two of them had to do was exchange a glance and they’d know to meet there. Just now, however, she preferred to be alone. Their first company in a long time and Don had to treat him so poorly. It was embarrassing. Why did Don always have to be so suspicious? Was it part of his military background? Why couldn’t he believe that people might be what they appeared to be?
She turned towards him. “If you hadn’t grilled him and practically accused him of lying, he might have behaved differently.” .
Rather than coming alongside her, letting their palms touch and fingers intertwine as was their custom, he’d chosen to stand at least a foot away from her. “I don’t trust him. He’s far too smooth.”
“Don’t you think that’s part of his job? Aren’t you’re being overly cautious?”
She should’ve gotten a smidgen of satisfaction from the fact that Don’s actions clearly indicated he was jealous of Xenex. It was a sign that he cared. With Jimmy Hapgood and Morbius, he’d even started fist fights. Not that she really wanted that. Anger and jealousy were about the only emotions Don demonstrated with a flair these days.
What happened to the man who made an effort to hold her in his arms at their nightly rendezvous? Nowadays she was lucky if he held her hand. What happened to their talks and dreams of the future along with romantic star gazing? What happened to his flowing compliments about her hair and eyes? When had their once cherished private time together degenerated into a complaining session, with Don usually going on about Dr. Smith?
Was he preoccupied with his work? Feeling overwhelmed by their circumstances?
Or had he grown tired of her?
“Judy, do you realize how many of those stories he told us were about women?”
“You’re exaggerating. He told us stories about magical potions and exotic plants too. Remember?” He’d even encountered Sybilla and Effra’s moonlight madness species which had once threatened to devour the entire planet along with all the members of the Robinson party.
“He didn’t seem too keen about having Will along with you tonight,” Don shrewdly pointed out.
She snapped, “What’s so strange about that? Why shouldn’t a man want to be alone with me?”
Defensively he responded, “Oh, so you wanted to be alone with him?”
“No.” While Xenex was certainly easy on the eyes, she had no designs on him. It was simply nice to enjoy a fresh face.
“I thought we had something special,” he mumbled
“Me too.”
“What’s going on?”
“You’re the one with all the answers. You tell me.” She was tired of guessing games.
“I don’t think you should help Xenex tomorrow.”
“Why not?” she challenged him, looking directly into his eyes, getting angrier by the minute.
Who was he to tell her what to do?
She was tired of this. Her parents and Don continued to treat her as if she was a child. Perhaps that’s why Don hadn’t pursued their relationship more enthusiastically in the past months. She was practically twenty years old. On Earth, she would’ve had a job and possibly her own apartment by now. If she and Don had stayed there, most likely they would’ve been married with a baby on the way. At the very least, she would’ve been treated as if she was capable of making her own decisions.
He didn’t answer her.
“I’m too young to take care of myself?” she asked, some venom in her tone.
“I didn’t say that.”
“But you were thinking it, weren’t you?”
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It took Judy a while to select some spires. Each was unique in the way it diffracted light. Even the crystals themselves were composed of distinctive shapes and colorations. She was surprised that Xenex was using a devise as crude as a hammer to remove them. Wouldn’t that damage them and decrease their value? But due to the nature of his work, she supposed he adjusted his cargo depending upon what each planet had to offer. He had to be flexible.
“Tell me about your home planet, Xenex. What’s it like?”
He leaned against a rock. “A lot like this one. Dull. That’s why I left. That’s why I got into this business so I could see places I’d never get to see otherwise.”
Judy sighed, knowing the feeling.
“Please tell me you’ve seen more developed planets with cities and their own cultures. All we ever seem to run into is desolate planets with barren landscapes or isolated individuals from other races.”
Xenex chuckled. “Of course. The Casseopean’s main city stretches miles high with shiny alabaster towers. It’s quite a sight to see. Then there’s Hydra, a world composed mostly of waterfalls.”
“Really? Tell me more.” She looked up from the spires.
“Like what? About the forest planet where people live in primitive huts yet value highly sophisticated Tauron electronics? Or the Reglanites who prize military skill? The beauty of the Zebulan nebula?”
“What about the arts? Music? The theater?” She had participated in those ventures, years ago. It seemed like some one else’s life, not hers. Sometimes she missed it.
“Like I said, Orion is the closest artist colony around. Places like that are few and far between. But that’s not necessarily a bad thing. I like being on my own - having the freedom to do as I choose. Sometimes deals can go south really fast. It’s nice not having enforcers to deal with. You can do as you please.”
“It sounds lovely,” Judy answered.
“Say, why don’t you come with me?”
Judy perked up. “What do you mean?”
“You sound a little bored. Like you’re looking for some excitement. Why don’t you come with me to Orion? Check out their version of theater and the arts. Maybe we can even find a replacement thruster control and bring it back for your family.”
Conflicting emotions surged through her. She couldn’t leave Don and her family. But…it did sound exciting. And she might be able to help.
As tempting as it was common sense ruled out. “I…couldn’t. Mother and Dad would never approve.”
“What does that matter? You’re an adult.”
That struck a chord. It would be wonderful to make her own decisions.
“Is it the Major? Do you two have something going? I wouldn’t want to get on his bad side with that temper.”
“It’s complicated,” she sighed. “He didn’t want me to come here with you.”
“But you did,” Xenex pointed out.
“He doesn’t own me,” she stated with a bold flair of independence, while accidently cutting her finger on a crystal. “Ouch!” she cried, sticking her bleeding digit into her mouth.
“Are you okay?” Xenex rushed to her side.
“It’s just a cut. You know how fingers bleed like crazy, even if it’s really nothing.” She tried to staunch the bleeding with a small piece of cloth but it continued to spurt.
“Let’s head back to my ship to treat that,” he insisted.
Embarrassed, she replied. “It’s really not necessary. I don’t want to trouble you. Besides I have to get back to the Jupiter soon anyway.”
“I insist.” He gallantly put an arm about her shoulder to escort her towards the cave entrance.
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“I don’t know, Dr. Smith. I’d hate to wreck such a beautiful place. I don’t even like the idea of Xenex taking crystals. And if we take some too, it will spoil it for others,” Will stated.
Dr. Smith replied drolly, “What others?”
“Besides, we don’t even know where the planet Orion is. We’re not going anywhere until Dad and Don fix the Jupiter. That might be a long time.”
Will was walking alongside the older man with the Robot. They were headed for the crystal cave.
“It doesn’t hurt to be prepared, does it? What if some aliens land on our dreary hole in space and they happen to have a thruster control for our space ship? We’d need something to trade then, wouldn’t we?” Dr. Smith insisted.
“Dr. Smith is leaving something out,” the Robot announced.
“Be quiet, you insolent ninny. No one cares what you think,” Dr. Smith replied.
“Xenex is not going to take you back to Earth,” the Robot stated.
It irked Dr. Smith that that tin plated boob could read him so well. “You don’t know that for certain. He’s a business man. Pretending that you’re not interested is part of bargaining. It’s a tool used to whet the appetite of the other interested party. He’s not aware of the riches that Earth has to offer him. I’m sure I can convince him otherwise.”
“You haven’t shown much business acumen in the past,” the Robot chuckled loudly while Will smirked.
“Silence, you mechanical dunderhead!”
“Xenex didn’t seem that interested to me,” Will said.
“Rubbish. Xenex isn’t going to turn down an opportunity to make a mutually beneficial deal.” And if the man was as stubborn as he seemed, he might have an extra thruster control laying about his ship that could be purloined with the proper distraction. “Here we are.”
The trio entered the cave, half-expecting to see Xenex and Judy.
“Hello?” Will called. “I guess we just missed them. Hey, what’s that?”
He walked toward a burlap bag lying on the ground and bent down to peer inside. Colorful spires filled the bag.
“That’s weird. Why would they leave them behind?” Will wondered.
The Robot rolled over. “I detect blood.”
Will and Dr. Smith looked around and saw some droplets on the ground along with a small stained cloth.
Alarmed Will stated, “Something’s not right.”
“Nonsense, my dear boy. It’s only a few drops. The edges of these crystals aren’t very smooth. He or Judy probably cut themselves and during the fuss, Xenex forgot his samples.”
Dr. Smith sensed an opportunity was at hand. “The Robot can help me follow his tracks to locate Xenex’s ship so I can return these to him while you go back to camp to check on your sister.”
It would be better to not have the boy around for negotiating anyway. He and Mr. Xenex were men of the world who understood each other.
“I’m getting Dad and Don,” Will rushed off as the Robot shouldered the bag of crystals.
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Xenex’s ship’s upper deck was small compared with the more spacious Jupiter 2 but it had a homey feel. After bandaging her finger, he had graciously given Judy a tour. Two well padded seats were close to the viewport and controls. The guidance system took up the central part of the deck while an informal galley and sleeping bunk were on the other side behind a partition. An elevator connected the upper and lower levels.
The lower deck appeared to be much larger than his living quarters, presumably designed to haul various cargo. Judy found it hard to believe that so much space would be empty. She was curious yet Xenex was evasive about touring that area. She assumed he was protective of his stock. He’d probably dealt with many unscrupulous customers.
They paused by the viewport.
“Are you sure I can’t talk you into accompanying me? With such a lovely woman on my arm, I’d get lots of attention in Orion.”
Judy blushed. “No, I’m afraid not.” She knew her place. “Speaking of which, I’d better head back to help Mother with lunch.”
“Don’t be in such a rush. Have a seat. Can I offer you a drink?”
“Thank you, but I’d better be going.”
Xenex persisted. “Can’t you give a man a chance to repay the hospitality bestowed upon him? It isn’t often one has such enchanting company. It won’t take long.”
It had been a while since a man tried to charm her. And what would be the harm? “Okay,” she smiled and sat down in one of the command chairs, while Xenex headed off to the galley. He returned holding a tray with fancy glasses filled with blue liquid.
“I thought you weren’t the entertaining type.”
“I’m not. Some aliens prefer more formal rituals in sealing a business deal. More than just the simple credit exchange. Sharing a meal or drink tends to be customary. How do you like it?”
Judy sipped the liquid. The flavor reminded her of pineapple but more bitter. Politely she replied, “It’s good.” She started to drink a little faster, feeling guilty that her mother would be expecting her soon.
He sank down in the adjacent command chair. “You wouldn’t believe what the Cylodians insist upon. Gorkle fish.” He grimaced.
“What’s that?” she laughed in spite of herself.
“The price of doing business. The hide is tough as leather. Your boot would taste better. Yet, that’s how you seal a deal - sharing Gorkle fish.”
“You have lots of interesting stories.”
“I do. Believe me.”
“What’s the strangest experience you’re had?” Judy asked.
“That would have to be the aliens on Gamma 12.” He shook his head. “They have a seven day purification ritual they insisted we all go through before the deal was complete. The food was essentially green seaweed. Talk about hard on the stomach. By the end of the week, I wasn’t sure I cared about anything anymore.”
She laughed.
“I’m glad I stuck it out. She was worth ten times what I paid for her.”
Judy wondered if she was hearing right. She was starting to feel dizzy. She clutched at the arm rest on her seat.
“I feel funny.”
She couldn’t understand his reply.
“What did you say?”
“Are you ready to see the rest of the ship?” he asked.
“What?”
“To see your quarters.”
His polished, refined tone was replaced by one far more cynical. “You didn’t think those rocks were worth much, did you? They wouldn’t pay for the fuel to get to a dump like this. Smith can have the lot. People are a far more valuable a commodity - especially young women. You’re the biggest treasure this planet has to offer with that pale skinny body and blonde hair. Your Major West knows that too. The Orions will pay handsomely for such features. They would’ve liked your sister too but that could’ve gotten tricky.”
She reached to her waist for a weapon then she realized she hadn’t brought one.
Her face burned. She’d been a fool. Seeing what she’d wanted to see. Accusing Don of all sorts of terrible things when he had been right all along. Then everything went black.
TBC
By Joan Powers
A/N: This is my first official Lost in Space fanfic (Lost on Planet G889 being a LIS/Earth 2 crossover). It’s taken me a while to get a feel for it. While it has some Will/Smith/Robot interaction for comic relief, it has a healthy dose of Don and Judy along with a slightly more serious situation.
Rating: PG-13/K+
Genre: Sci-fi /Drama
Timeline: During the second season
Summary: After an encounter with a handsome stranger, Judy starts to see things differently. D/J
“Mother, I am NOT a child,” Judy complained as she removed plastic covered clothing from the washer and roughly shoved the items into a laundry basket.
Carefully regarding her eldest daughter’s pouting lips, Maureen replied, “Then you understand that it’s dangerous to wander about the planet alone.”
“Will and Penny do it all the time. Why can’t I?”
Unbeknownst to her daughter, Maureen understood her frustrations. It wasn’t easy living on this planet. There was plenty of boredom. Each day brought a series of repetitive chores whose completion was essential for their survival. There was also stress. A circuit burns out and the heating unit needs repairing. The weather changes radically and the plants die, forcing them to ration food and re-start the garden from scratch. Everything boiled down to a matter of survival. She didn’t always like it either but that was life and you did the best that you could.
If Judy were as grown up as she claimed to be, she’d understand that her duties would surpass any free time for such luxuries as wandering about the planet or investigating the crystal cave that Will had recently discovered. Maureen wisely chose not to mention that.
“Then why can’t Don and I go together?’
The older woman astutely pointed out. “And what is Don doing now?”
“Working at the drill site,” she sighed.
Maureen wondered if she’d caught the hint.
Then again, maybe she was being too harsh with her eldest daughter. It wasn’t as if they had to work non-stop every day. That type of drudgery would take the joy out of life. She understood the value of taking a break or making a special meal to break up the monotony. Although it went against her better judgment, she sensed that an outing on her own might perk up her spirits.
She stepped closer to her daughter, putting a hand on her shoulder. “Tell you what. Why don’t you go ahead and check out those caverns that Will was talking about”
“Oh, Mother! Really?”
She nodded. “Just be sure to be back in time to help me prepare supper. And don’t forget to bring a laser pistol.”
“Thanks, Mom!” Impulsively Judy hugged her and then rushed into the ship for a weapon.
Minutes later, she strode by, laser pistol in hostler. She waved enthusiastically to Maureen as she left the campsite.
“What’s all that about?” John Robinson had approached from another direction. “Should she be going off by herself?”
“Why not? She’s an adult. She took a laser pistol.”
“Still…” His brow furrowed.
“Come now, John, Will is nearly half her age yet in some ways we do give him more freedom.”
“It’s more a matter that he takes it. He’s out the door running while Judy’s patiently waiting to ask permission. Besides, Smith and the Robot are usually with him.”
Her lips pursed in amusement. “And that keeps him out of trouble?”
He chuckled. “Point well taken. Still…maybe I should ask Don to catch up with her.”
“Don’t.”
He looked to his wife.
“She’ll think you don’t trust her. She can handle it.”
“Whatever you say, dear. Now, do you have any more of those biscuits from lunch? I’m starved.”
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Judy could hardly believe that her mother was allowing her to do this. Will had been so excited at lunch, describing the cave and the many crystal formations he’d seen. It sounded wonderful. Before she could suggest joining him on a return trip after lunch, Dr. Smith had already come up with alternative plans for Will and the Robot. Judy was surprised he hadn’t been dying to return to exploit the resources of the cave. Even Penny had other plans for the afternoon.
She paused to catch her breath. She’d spent many hours alone on this planet, in her cabin on the ship or safely just outside of their campsite. While the terrain was still the same - dusty, flat, occasional rocks, monotonous tan color, it was far more exhilarating to be truly on her own. If she were younger, she’d be tempted to put out her arms to mimic flying. Then again, there wasn’t any one around. She raised her arms like wings of an airplane and soared about, enjoying her new found freedom.
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The caves were fascinating, just as Will had described them. She’d climbed down a narrow trail to the cavern entrance. From the outside, it merely looked like a convenient home for a large mammal. But inside was a different story. The floor of the chamber lay several feet lower while the ceiling towered over her head. Random openings let in natural light that sparkled as the beams hit the mineral spires. The chamber was damp, water dripping off spires and pooling in puddles at their bases. Judy admired how each different outcropping diffracted the light somewhat uniquely. The subtle variations in colors reminded her of a kaleidoscope.
She was so absorbed by the sight that she hadn’t noticed that she was no longer alone.
“Impressive,” a deep male voice came from behind her.
Startled, she whirled about. A man roughly six foot tall stood nearby, clad in a silver and gray ensemble, wearing tight pants with a tunic top that molded to his muscular physique. Dark wavy hair framed his face. Although his features appeared human, the greenish tinge to his skin suggested that he was most likely humanoid - human in appearance only.
“Sorry to frighten you.”
Judy rapidly dismissed her mother’s admonishments about not talking to strangers. It got lonely on this planet and frankly, rather dull. News of another planet, another race, another person’s adventures in space was a thrilling prospect.
“Isn’t it breath taking?” she sighed. “Are you new to this planet?”
“Yes. I landed a few days ago to make some repairs. I’m bound for Anteries.”
Bursting with curiosity, Judy came closer. “Is that your home?”
“No. I’m a trader. It’s the next stop on my route.”
“What do you trade?”
“A little bit of this. Some of that. What one species throws away, another one values greatly. You never know what might come in handy.”
She smiled. “I’m Judy Robinson.”
“I’m called Xenex.”
Judy grabbed his arm with enthusiasm. “You’ve got to come back to our ship with me. My family would love to meet you and I’m sure you’ll enjoy a home cooked meal.”
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“You wouldn’t believe the girls from the Octurus Nebula. Dark green skin with flowing purple hair. They’re gorgeous to look at, but heaven forbid you make eye contact.” He laughed ruefully, “Then they control you.” Xenex reached for a third biscuit from the platter on the Robinsons’ outdoor dining table.
Will wasn’t as interested in girls, alien or human. “What other neat things have you seen?” He was eager for more stories.
“More than you can dream of,” Xenex replied, washing down his food with a drink of water.
“Be sure to save room for Mom’s cherry pie,” Judy advised.
Undeterred, Will pressed on. “Can I see your inventory? I’d love to see stuff from other planets.”
“Afraid you’ve caught me at a bad time, boy. My stocks are low,” Xenex explained.
“I thought you were making another stop,” Judy asked.
“That’s right. The planet Orion.”
“Wait a minute.” Don had been silently fuming during dinner, blatantly staring at their guest throughout the entire meal. “You told Judy earlier that you were headed for Anteries.”
Xenex wasn’t offended by the Major’s not so subtle implications. Smoothly, he responded, “Did I? That was my original intention but there’s a better market at Orion for a treasure I just found on this planet.”
Dr. Smith’s ears perked up. “Treasure? On this planet? Do you mean to say there’s something of value on this dismal place?”
“The artists on Orion might find those mineral spires inspirational,” Xenex answered.
Dr. Smith pulled his camp stool closer to their visitor. “I’m sure you could use some help with that enterprise. I’d be more than happy to gather some of the crystals if you could take me back to Earth as my payment. A lovely planet, not too far out of the way. I assure you, I’m a hard worker.”
A rude noise erupted from Don and the rest of the family exchanged grins.
“I work alone, Dr. Smith. Mrs. Robinson, I believe I’m ready for a slice of that pie.”
“Certainly.” Maureen passed a plate of pie over to him.
“Where do you hail from? And how come we didn’t detect your ship landing on our radar?” Don grilled their visitor.
Xenex lifted a forkful of pie towards his mouth. “In my line of work, it can be handy to come and go without detection. Some aliens’ concepts of bargaining aren’t exactly equitable, if you know what I mean.”
“Yet, you’ve never been to Alpha Centauri?” John Robinson had brought up the subject earlier during their meal.
“No. But that doesn’t mean that my star charts aren’t calling it by a different name, right?”
John Robinson grinned good naturedly. “That could be true. Listen, we’re having trouble fixing our space ship. We need to replace a thruster control. Would you be in a position to trade for repair parts?”
Xenex replied, “I’m not one to turn away business but I doubt I have anything of that nature in my stores.”
John pressed. “Perhaps we could come by to look, on the off chance?”
“Certainly Professor Robinson.” Having finished his dessert, he rose. “That was a wonderful meal, Mrs. Robinson. Thank you.” Then he turned to Judy. “Would you care to go for a walk?”
“John,” Don simmered.
“Don!” Judy’s cheeks flamed.
John Robinson raised a hand. “Where did you have in mind to take her?”
“Near your campsite. Or maybe I could show her my ship? It’s not far from here.”
“Dad, can I go too? I’d love to see it,” Will eagerly asked.
Xenex shuffled uncomfortably, obviously not wanting additional company.
Maureen sensed this and diplomatically suggested, “It is getting late. Another time, perhaps?”
“I’ll be leaving this planet soon. Perhaps Judy could assist me tomorrow selecting some of the spires. The female eye for detail, you know.”
Maureen considered it. “That would be all right.”
XXXX
“Something’s not right with that guy.”
Normally when Judy left the space ship after dinner to sit in the relative privacy offered by the adjacent rock outcropping, she’d be eagerly waiting for Don to join her. In fact, all the two of them had to do was exchange a glance and they’d know to meet there. Just now, however, she preferred to be alone. Their first company in a long time and Don had to treat him so poorly. It was embarrassing. Why did Don always have to be so suspicious? Was it part of his military background? Why couldn’t he believe that people might be what they appeared to be?
She turned towards him. “If you hadn’t grilled him and practically accused him of lying, he might have behaved differently.” .
Rather than coming alongside her, letting their palms touch and fingers intertwine as was their custom, he’d chosen to stand at least a foot away from her. “I don’t trust him. He’s far too smooth.”
“Don’t you think that’s part of his job? Aren’t you’re being overly cautious?”
She should’ve gotten a smidgen of satisfaction from the fact that Don’s actions clearly indicated he was jealous of Xenex. It was a sign that he cared. With Jimmy Hapgood and Morbius, he’d even started fist fights. Not that she really wanted that. Anger and jealousy were about the only emotions Don demonstrated with a flair these days.
What happened to the man who made an effort to hold her in his arms at their nightly rendezvous? Nowadays she was lucky if he held her hand. What happened to their talks and dreams of the future along with romantic star gazing? What happened to his flowing compliments about her hair and eyes? When had their once cherished private time together degenerated into a complaining session, with Don usually going on about Dr. Smith?
Was he preoccupied with his work? Feeling overwhelmed by their circumstances?
Or had he grown tired of her?
“Judy, do you realize how many of those stories he told us were about women?”
“You’re exaggerating. He told us stories about magical potions and exotic plants too. Remember?” He’d even encountered Sybilla and Effra’s moonlight madness species which had once threatened to devour the entire planet along with all the members of the Robinson party.
“He didn’t seem too keen about having Will along with you tonight,” Don shrewdly pointed out.
She snapped, “What’s so strange about that? Why shouldn’t a man want to be alone with me?”
Defensively he responded, “Oh, so you wanted to be alone with him?”
“No.” While Xenex was certainly easy on the eyes, she had no designs on him. It was simply nice to enjoy a fresh face.
“I thought we had something special,” he mumbled
“Me too.”
“What’s going on?”
“You’re the one with all the answers. You tell me.” She was tired of guessing games.
“I don’t think you should help Xenex tomorrow.”
“Why not?” she challenged him, looking directly into his eyes, getting angrier by the minute.
Who was he to tell her what to do?
She was tired of this. Her parents and Don continued to treat her as if she was a child. Perhaps that’s why Don hadn’t pursued their relationship more enthusiastically in the past months. She was practically twenty years old. On Earth, she would’ve had a job and possibly her own apartment by now. If she and Don had stayed there, most likely they would’ve been married with a baby on the way. At the very least, she would’ve been treated as if she was capable of making her own decisions.
He didn’t answer her.
“I’m too young to take care of myself?” she asked, some venom in her tone.
“I didn’t say that.”
“But you were thinking it, weren’t you?”
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It took Judy a while to select some spires. Each was unique in the way it diffracted light. Even the crystals themselves were composed of distinctive shapes and colorations. She was surprised that Xenex was using a devise as crude as a hammer to remove them. Wouldn’t that damage them and decrease their value? But due to the nature of his work, she supposed he adjusted his cargo depending upon what each planet had to offer. He had to be flexible.
“Tell me about your home planet, Xenex. What’s it like?”
He leaned against a rock. “A lot like this one. Dull. That’s why I left. That’s why I got into this business so I could see places I’d never get to see otherwise.”
Judy sighed, knowing the feeling.
“Please tell me you’ve seen more developed planets with cities and their own cultures. All we ever seem to run into is desolate planets with barren landscapes or isolated individuals from other races.”
Xenex chuckled. “Of course. The Casseopean’s main city stretches miles high with shiny alabaster towers. It’s quite a sight to see. Then there’s Hydra, a world composed mostly of waterfalls.”
“Really? Tell me more.” She looked up from the spires.
“Like what? About the forest planet where people live in primitive huts yet value highly sophisticated Tauron electronics? Or the Reglanites who prize military skill? The beauty of the Zebulan nebula?”
“What about the arts? Music? The theater?” She had participated in those ventures, years ago. It seemed like some one else’s life, not hers. Sometimes she missed it.
“Like I said, Orion is the closest artist colony around. Places like that are few and far between. But that’s not necessarily a bad thing. I like being on my own - having the freedom to do as I choose. Sometimes deals can go south really fast. It’s nice not having enforcers to deal with. You can do as you please.”
“It sounds lovely,” Judy answered.
“Say, why don’t you come with me?”
Judy perked up. “What do you mean?”
“You sound a little bored. Like you’re looking for some excitement. Why don’t you come with me to Orion? Check out their version of theater and the arts. Maybe we can even find a replacement thruster control and bring it back for your family.”
Conflicting emotions surged through her. She couldn’t leave Don and her family. But…it did sound exciting. And she might be able to help.
As tempting as it was common sense ruled out. “I…couldn’t. Mother and Dad would never approve.”
“What does that matter? You’re an adult.”
That struck a chord. It would be wonderful to make her own decisions.
“Is it the Major? Do you two have something going? I wouldn’t want to get on his bad side with that temper.”
“It’s complicated,” she sighed. “He didn’t want me to come here with you.”
“But you did,” Xenex pointed out.
“He doesn’t own me,” she stated with a bold flair of independence, while accidently cutting her finger on a crystal. “Ouch!” she cried, sticking her bleeding digit into her mouth.
“Are you okay?” Xenex rushed to her side.
“It’s just a cut. You know how fingers bleed like crazy, even if it’s really nothing.” She tried to staunch the bleeding with a small piece of cloth but it continued to spurt.
“Let’s head back to my ship to treat that,” he insisted.
Embarrassed, she replied. “It’s really not necessary. I don’t want to trouble you. Besides I have to get back to the Jupiter soon anyway.”
“I insist.” He gallantly put an arm about her shoulder to escort her towards the cave entrance.
XXXXX
“I don’t know, Dr. Smith. I’d hate to wreck such a beautiful place. I don’t even like the idea of Xenex taking crystals. And if we take some too, it will spoil it for others,” Will stated.
Dr. Smith replied drolly, “What others?”
“Besides, we don’t even know where the planet Orion is. We’re not going anywhere until Dad and Don fix the Jupiter. That might be a long time.”
Will was walking alongside the older man with the Robot. They were headed for the crystal cave.
“It doesn’t hurt to be prepared, does it? What if some aliens land on our dreary hole in space and they happen to have a thruster control for our space ship? We’d need something to trade then, wouldn’t we?” Dr. Smith insisted.
“Dr. Smith is leaving something out,” the Robot announced.
“Be quiet, you insolent ninny. No one cares what you think,” Dr. Smith replied.
“Xenex is not going to take you back to Earth,” the Robot stated.
It irked Dr. Smith that that tin plated boob could read him so well. “You don’t know that for certain. He’s a business man. Pretending that you’re not interested is part of bargaining. It’s a tool used to whet the appetite of the other interested party. He’s not aware of the riches that Earth has to offer him. I’m sure I can convince him otherwise.”
“You haven’t shown much business acumen in the past,” the Robot chuckled loudly while Will smirked.
“Silence, you mechanical dunderhead!”
“Xenex didn’t seem that interested to me,” Will said.
“Rubbish. Xenex isn’t going to turn down an opportunity to make a mutually beneficial deal.” And if the man was as stubborn as he seemed, he might have an extra thruster control laying about his ship that could be purloined with the proper distraction. “Here we are.”
The trio entered the cave, half-expecting to see Xenex and Judy.
“Hello?” Will called. “I guess we just missed them. Hey, what’s that?”
He walked toward a burlap bag lying on the ground and bent down to peer inside. Colorful spires filled the bag.
“That’s weird. Why would they leave them behind?” Will wondered.
The Robot rolled over. “I detect blood.”
Will and Dr. Smith looked around and saw some droplets on the ground along with a small stained cloth.
Alarmed Will stated, “Something’s not right.”
“Nonsense, my dear boy. It’s only a few drops. The edges of these crystals aren’t very smooth. He or Judy probably cut themselves and during the fuss, Xenex forgot his samples.”
Dr. Smith sensed an opportunity was at hand. “The Robot can help me follow his tracks to locate Xenex’s ship so I can return these to him while you go back to camp to check on your sister.”
It would be better to not have the boy around for negotiating anyway. He and Mr. Xenex were men of the world who understood each other.
“I’m getting Dad and Don,” Will rushed off as the Robot shouldered the bag of crystals.
XXXXX
Xenex’s ship’s upper deck was small compared with the more spacious Jupiter 2 but it had a homey feel. After bandaging her finger, he had graciously given Judy a tour. Two well padded seats were close to the viewport and controls. The guidance system took up the central part of the deck while an informal galley and sleeping bunk were on the other side behind a partition. An elevator connected the upper and lower levels.
The lower deck appeared to be much larger than his living quarters, presumably designed to haul various cargo. Judy found it hard to believe that so much space would be empty. She was curious yet Xenex was evasive about touring that area. She assumed he was protective of his stock. He’d probably dealt with many unscrupulous customers.
They paused by the viewport.
“Are you sure I can’t talk you into accompanying me? With such a lovely woman on my arm, I’d get lots of attention in Orion.”
Judy blushed. “No, I’m afraid not.” She knew her place. “Speaking of which, I’d better head back to help Mother with lunch.”
“Don’t be in such a rush. Have a seat. Can I offer you a drink?”
“Thank you, but I’d better be going.”
Xenex persisted. “Can’t you give a man a chance to repay the hospitality bestowed upon him? It isn’t often one has such enchanting company. It won’t take long.”
It had been a while since a man tried to charm her. And what would be the harm? “Okay,” she smiled and sat down in one of the command chairs, while Xenex headed off to the galley. He returned holding a tray with fancy glasses filled with blue liquid.
“I thought you weren’t the entertaining type.”
“I’m not. Some aliens prefer more formal rituals in sealing a business deal. More than just the simple credit exchange. Sharing a meal or drink tends to be customary. How do you like it?”
Judy sipped the liquid. The flavor reminded her of pineapple but more bitter. Politely she replied, “It’s good.” She started to drink a little faster, feeling guilty that her mother would be expecting her soon.
He sank down in the adjacent command chair. “You wouldn’t believe what the Cylodians insist upon. Gorkle fish.” He grimaced.
“What’s that?” she laughed in spite of herself.
“The price of doing business. The hide is tough as leather. Your boot would taste better. Yet, that’s how you seal a deal - sharing Gorkle fish.”
“You have lots of interesting stories.”
“I do. Believe me.”
“What’s the strangest experience you’re had?” Judy asked.
“That would have to be the aliens on Gamma 12.” He shook his head. “They have a seven day purification ritual they insisted we all go through before the deal was complete. The food was essentially green seaweed. Talk about hard on the stomach. By the end of the week, I wasn’t sure I cared about anything anymore.”
She laughed.
“I’m glad I stuck it out. She was worth ten times what I paid for her.”
Judy wondered if she was hearing right. She was starting to feel dizzy. She clutched at the arm rest on her seat.
“I feel funny.”
She couldn’t understand his reply.
“What did you say?”
“Are you ready to see the rest of the ship?” he asked.
“What?”
“To see your quarters.”
His polished, refined tone was replaced by one far more cynical. “You didn’t think those rocks were worth much, did you? They wouldn’t pay for the fuel to get to a dump like this. Smith can have the lot. People are a far more valuable a commodity - especially young women. You’re the biggest treasure this planet has to offer with that pale skinny body and blonde hair. Your Major West knows that too. The Orions will pay handsomely for such features. They would’ve liked your sister too but that could’ve gotten tricky.”
She reached to her waist for a weapon then she realized she hadn’t brought one.
Her face burned. She’d been a fool. Seeing what she’d wanted to see. Accusing Don of all sorts of terrible things when he had been right all along. Then everything went black.
TBC