It was true that Franklin didn't know his father, Smith, or any member of the Robinsons. He never got to know any members of the Jupiter 2 party face to face. Had they survived and flourished on Alpha Centauri, he would never have no desire to be angry at his father for dying. He would have had a chance to know him. Being compared to his father throughout his life left him with a good idea of West's character in biased opinion. But the episode lengthy tv show Lost in Space was a nice refresher from the good qualities mentioned time and time again. Then again, for all Franklin knew that take on him might have been fictional and highly not accurate as a character on a whole. What Franklin did know from the journal that collaborated what the tv show had shown time and time again was that his father did not always get along with Smith. They cooperated when it came to getting out of a problem that either one of them had made themselves. Unraveling the problem seemed dire on the flat screen but when it came to getting out of the problem it was like unraveling a entire shirt with one unending thread that fell wherever it may be. Franklin wondered what was the planets were like out there in space with his eyes gazing out the window.

Franklin wondered if all the class m planets out there were all green and less at a civil unrest unlike Earth. Wilderness to the human eye featuring unknown plants and animals flourishing that had never been named, studied, or observed for that matter. Nor domesticated. Or alien threats fought in combat. The take on the Jupiter 2's crew facing all that in space had done the initial exploration regarding those subjects filming on different parts of Earth that seemed alien at first glance and from a different world not from home. He can see the bright small planets that stood out among the blanket of stars. He wondered what his father thought looking out the window and seeing unfamiliar constellations ahead of him. Uncertain? Scared? Helpless? Alone? He wasn't alone, not entirely. According to the journal, Don had integrated himself as a valuable member of the family.

The city grew closer and closer to the young man's eyes replacing the sight of space. His eyes down cast toward the towers that was decorated in yellow lights. The camera flew between the buildings to reveal some of the rooms radiating in colorful lights that highlighted the space above the shapes of dancing figures. It flew down toward the surface of the street hurling back into the car. Franklin rolled down the window then let the prison hat fly out into the street and rolled it back up. Franklin tapped his fingers on the arm rest rather impatiently. Music echoed behind him in the background that Waltercoth was loudly singing along to. His eyes gazed up toward the projecting holograms that stood out from the center of buildings, to the sides, and from the rooftops that were in constant motion standing out to the human eye. They were getting closer and closer to the hospital. That was certain once Franklin saw a holographic sign that read 'Turn left ahead for Hospital'. Waltercoth was swinging her shoulders from side to side enjoying herself. She parked into a lot then put up a blue and white item on the review mirror. Franklin observed that she had parked in the disabled parking lot.

"What do you have?" Franklin asked, unbuckling his seatbelt.

"Chronic anxiety," Waltercoth replied.

"Do you have a fidget spinner?" Franklin asked.

"No," Waltercoth said, while Franklin took a small object out of his pocket. "I keep forgetting to buy it."

"This will be more useful to you than it is to me," Franklin said, handing it to Waltercoth. "Found it earlier when I was changing."

"I know every officer in the facility and not one uses a fidget spinner," Waltercoth said, holding the fidget spinner in her hand visibly confused as Franklin opened the door and came out of it.

"Now you have a mystery that must be solved," Franklin said.

Waltercoth slipped out of the car, took the keys, then shut the door and made her way over to the back seat. She opened the door then took off the buttoned up gray shirt and replaced it for a pink shirt and slipped off her long pants to reveal that she was wearing khaki's underneath. She tossed the clothes to the floor then picked up the bag and peered in to see the roll of clothes that Franklin had tossed in to the bag during the ride. A secret stash of Smith's prison outfit. She lifted the bag out of the car then pressed on a small square device that she aimed up dipped toward the car and small beeps came from it. Franklin took off the gray jacket tossing it into the passenger seat and put on a white shirt that he buttoned up quickly then tucked in. He closed the passenger side door then jogged after Waltercoth coming to her side. The doors slipped open automatically before the duo then in they went.