"Is he going to be okay, dad?"

John turned toward his son then shook his head.

"No, Will." John said, certainly. "He wasn't trained for this."

"Not like we were." Maureen chimed, somberly.

John shifted his attention upon the ill man resting in the bed snoring away.

"We are lucky that his breakdown just involved taking you to a clearing and there wasn't any wildlife there to attack you." John said.

Will turned away from Smith's resting figure.

"Well, he will get better eventually." Will said.

John sucked in a breath placing his hands on his hips and Maureen closed her eyes then squeezed them.

"William, he is not going to get better any time soon." John said.

"Why not?" Will asked.

"He wants to go home very badly." Maureen said. "He never wanted to leave Earth. Not like we do. The only way that he will ever get better is if we get him to Earth."

"And he will be happy for once." Don interjected then chuckled. "Smith, being happy and sane?" Don shook his head as Judy and Penny smiled with fondness at the idea. "That is unlikely as a flying space pig."

"We are in a entirely different galaxy." John continued on from where Maureen dropped off. "And we are extremely lost."

"And many aliens don't wish to violate the galactic prime directive." Maureen said. "Hapgood was a rare exception."

"If not us, why not him?" Will asked. "He needs medical attention. He may be nosy, mean, and lazy but that doesn't mean he will try to kill someone trying to bring him home."

"He isn't going to be the same man who crashed here with us." John looked down upon the boy with pity in his eyes and sorrow. Will's demeanor fell. "He will be unbearable."

"Unbearable?" Will grew alarmed then folded his arms. "That is a lot to say about him-even if he did take me hiking and throw away my radio." he flipped his hand over, palm revealed, as a display of what he didn't have. "He wasn't unbearable before then."

"Much of his threatening personality will by over written by his mental illness," John said.

"But know this, Will. . ." Maureen said. "At any time, he may try to kill us all and we will have to put him down for his own good."

And she already hated herself for saying words like these. It was the most undignified moment for her as she summoned a gulp down keeping her feelings at bay on the matter, the hurt, the distress, regret, and anger at it. She looked inside the cabin with her hands in her lap. As did the rest of the silent onlookers looking on worried about the man who was at peace but it wasn't going to last for long.

"By the time that has to be done, you may be a man by then." Don noted.

Will's attention shifted off Smith then nodded.

"Then I will do it." Will said.

"Will. . ." Maureen said.

"I did say yes to going on that hike with him." Will reminded his parents. "I did watch Doctor Smith break down. I did watch him fall apart." the parents grimaced at the reminder of what had happened only hours ago. Frantic hours searching for the duo through the landscape side by side with John in the Chariot. "It is only fitting that a friend be there for him. . . or see him come back together against all the odds!"

Maureen smiled at her optimistic son as did John.

"He is a man, Will." Maureen said. "You will have his blood on your hands."

"But, it would be worth it." Will argued back. "If you, dad, or Don did it; it would only be worse."

"Worse is you doing it, Will." Penny said.

"It is the best case scenario." Don said. "It is a adult matter."

"He would be crying and pleading for his life thinking that you are aliens!" Will exclaimed then the family became silent as the horror settled upon them on the comment. Will sighed, settling down, then gulped down the feelings that were quite upsetting when it came to the discussion. "I have only known the real Doctor Smith for a few months but I know that he would rather go with dignity and be remembered the way that he was before!"

Don looked off, dreamily, to a fantasy of just exactly that then he winced as it became a nightmare with the way that it would play out.

"Taking away a life at a young age. . ." John reminded Will with a shake of his hand. "It isn't going to be anything the way that you have seen on the television."

Will thought it over a for a moment then nodded.

"I know." Will said. "I want to do it." Will nodded in defiance, his chest puffed out, his hands closed into fists. "I want to help him in any way I can."

"Watching the life go out of his eyes is a entirely different matter compared to exploring and meeting strange aliens." Maureen said.

"Death is always going to be part of my life, now that we are lost." Will reminded the patriarch and the matriarch of the family. "It is time I greet it head on."

"This is a big responsibility keeping watch over him." John said. "Son, it won't be easy. He will slip out from under your eyes."

"Aren't all pets that way?" Will asked.

John smiled then the was the first to laugh that was joined by other members of the family as the professor closed the door to the older man's cabin and the laughter echoed in the ship with a tinge of sorrow.