Much like no one knew that the cryostasis pod was tampered with, there was another event unfolding hundreds if not thousands of miles beneath the surface to a planet sweeping into what was a factory of some kind. The ground was loudly trembling as were the tools laid underneath a pink hand that was reaching out for a item but stopped momentarily. The camera swept up to reveal the unchanged Android Smith looking off into the direction wearing a caught off gaze. He slammed the lid to the tool box close bolting in the direction of the Stargate. He dropped the tool box on to the main computer, grabbed a black remote covered in colorful buttons, making a run for it. Android Smith grabbed a hold on to the strap attached to a thin sleek black weapon.

"I will get it!" Android Smith called.

The camera swept back over into the Gate Room that had a otherwise golden body of water rather than blue. The golden light was contrasting well against the darkness.

Android Smith came to a stop behind a large cargo box.

A blonde woman with curly hair came running out of the gate, panting, well aged holding on to a bulky black device that had the shape of a retro rifle and wore a backpack. Android Smith lowered the gun as the face seemed very familiar. From behind the woman came another woman but younger with dark brown hair that was in a bun with fuzzy hair bangs covering a wound on her shoulder with a dark backpack strapped along her figure. She ducked and shots came flying out of the gate. A final figure came out of the gate and fired back into the gate. A young boy with blonde hair came from behind him coming into the arms of the two women. The older man ran down the stairs joining the small group. Firing shots came out of the gate sending the older man falling to his side clenching on to his arm.

"Dad!" the young boy shouted, lunging forward toward the older man.

The gate closed with a great unusual thud.

"Damn Zelatos!" the older man swore, closing his eyes with a wince as the women gathered around him.

It had to be duplicates of the Robinsons from the second year while lost in space. There wasn't a duplicate of the original Smith among them. There was originally four duplicates of the group, much to what Will had explained the next morning after his return, created to help a species of alien people learn to live again. They may have completed their purpose, out grew their original perimeters, and became sapient. No more were they the robotic duplicates that Will had explained. Duplicate Judy placed down her backpack and took off a white knapsack from the center of it. Android Smith walked around the cargo boxes coming over to the dial home device and gently pressed on each dial.

"How did they find us this time?" Duplicate Penny asked.

"How the hell should I know," Duplicate Don said, as Judy disinfected the wound then placed on a white bandage on to the injury. "Thanks, Judy." he looked over toward the younger boy with a smile. "I told you. . ." his eyes winched in pain then looked up toward the boy. "we would get to somewhere safe, Joshua."

The sound of the chevrons running drew their attention up toward the Stargate.

"Oh no," Duplicate Penny said. "They found us, again."

"No," Android Smith raised his voice. "They have not."

Their attention went toward the man with looks of shock.

"You," Duplicate Judy said.

"I am sending you to a nice place where you can settle down and thrive without any kind of enemies being able to find you," Android Smith said. "This gate doesn't tend to let aliens in armor make it through."

"Smith?" Duplicate Don said, looking up toward Android Smith. Android Smith nodded. "Smith!"

It was funny how different, yet very unfamiliar the duplicate Don was. But, the irritated expression on his face hadn't changed. His once brown hair had turned to dark gray with streaks of gray appearing in it but receded, his eyebrows had turned to dark gray but were thinning, there were more laughter lines set alongside his eyes, two lines by both sides of his nose, and lines that gathered from the center of his forehead. He grabbed on to his space gun then aimed it at the direction of the android convict. Android Smith held a remote aimed that device that temporarily neutralized the weapon wearing a long expression on his face as he lowered the remote on to the dial home device.

"Smith unit?" Duplicate Judy said, looking toward him.

"Android Smith," Android Smith said. "You must go," a gust of blue clouds blew out then returned inside. "This isn't safe."

"Coming from someone who is still alive after thirty years, I find that hard to believe," Duplicate Don said.

"Thirty-seven years, sir," Android Smith corrected. "two days, four hours, and thirty-three minutes ago. Leave. Now."

"It has only been thirty-seven years?" Duplicate Don asked.

"Feels a lot less to me," Duplicate Penny said.

"We just got here," Duplicate Judy said.

"This factory will only make android copies of you stuck at this age, forever," Smith said, walking aside the large dial. "This factory will be the only thing keeping you alive and you have to maintain it to survive!" he came toward the group. "I watched the original Robinsons die," he helped duplicate Penny up to her feet. "I won't watch the duplicate Robinsons unravel before my eyes!" he sent duplicate Judy stand up including the young boy and sent them forward in the direction of the gate.

Android Smith picked up the white box and closed it placing it into the white knapsack.

"Wait a minute," Duplicate Don said, stepping in the way with a accusatory look on his face and his hands out. "What happened to the original Robinsons?"

The white knapsack was handed to the younger woman while giving the large backpack to her with the other hand.

"They were consumed by flames," Android Smith said, sincerely.

"Did you cause that?" Duplicate Don asked.

"No," Android Smith said. "But. . . I feel every day that I did cause it."

"Robinsons, go through the gate," Duplicate Don said. "I will be right behind you."

"Alright," Duplicate Judy said, then took the boy's hand and walked through the gate.

"The Zelatos are going to find this gate address and find us," Duplicate Don said. "They can use the crystals," he gestured toward the dial home device. "and make the gate turn back on again on the old address. How they are doing it . . . we have no idea."

"What kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into?" Android Smith asked, raising a brow with a tilt of his head.

"Reuniting together and looking for Alpha Centauri," Duplicate Don said. "We may have made lots of enemies."

"Your journey will come to a end behind that gate," Android Smith said. "Not Alpha Centauri but it is very Earth like," as Duplicate Penny went through the gate. "and the locals are very understanding for travelers," Duplicate Don wore a wary look. "In fact, they were once travelers themselves until they came here." He grew a fond smile at the memory looking off from the duplicates.

"You sent them there," Duplicate Don said.

"They had no where else to go," Android Smith said.

"Really?" Duplicate Don asked

"Altair is a deadbeat planet and not often do people dial here," Android Smith said. "People only come here when they are desperate to escape."

"You came here to escape something," Duplicate Don said.

"I did but I didn't succeed," Android Smith replied, casting his eyes down toward the floor with a look of pity at what he knew. He turned his attention back toward the duplicate. "You can never escape your undoing," he had the faintest of a sad-but-happy smile appear. "Will would be so proud to see you acting human."

"He would," Duplicate Don said, growing a fond smile. "Wouldn't he?" he had a laugh.

"Yes," Android Smith agreed, with a laugh. "He would."

"Haven't you bothered going out there?" Duplicate Don asked, gesturing over his shoulder.

"Only for emergencies," Android Smith said. "I have so much power in my battery to keep me operating when away."

"But you just said that this station is the only thing keeping you alive," Duplicate Don said, earning a nod from Smith.

"You don't want that kind of existence for your son," Android Smith replied Android Smith noticed the wedding band and the make-shift engagement ring then turned his attention up onto the man. "I love to go with you and get to know your family, but that is not my place anymore. . ." Android Smith clasped his hands together "and I feel I know enough about you, Major Robinson." There was a unusual sound that filled the air around them as the lighting grew red.

Duplicate Don grew a look of pride at the mention of his last name returning a nod.

"Did they ever get together?" Duplicate Don asked.

"No," Android Smith said, shaking his head. "They never did."

"Goodbye, Android Smith," Duplicate Don said, then walked through the gate.

The gate closed behind the duplicate leaving Smith alone.

"Zachary Smith," Teal'c said. "I heard the gate opening."

Android Smith turned in the direction of Teal'c.

"Duplicates of the Robinsons," Android Smith said, as the strange sounds went away fading into the background. "Who happen to have made the wrong people angry." with a happy smile on his face picking up the weapon from the dial home device as he came toward the taller man.

The camera went toward the gate then swept by it as the scene changed into a forest. They were in a clearing feet away from a Stargate that was suitable to start a log house. The duplicates were looking around admiring the scenery seen about it. A smile was on duplicate Penny's face seeing the familiar blue sky that lacked any flying space crafts. The young boy seemed to be in awe observing the distant moons that stood out among the blue sky. For the first time in a very long time, the Robinsons felt home. The soft sounds coming from the forest had drawn their attention that was filled with hope, optimism, awe, and wonder.

"Judy," Duplicate Don said, approaching the well aged blonde. "Did you dial the previous planet at random?"

"Yes," Duplicate Judy said. "I don't remember what I hit."

"You dialed the right planet, mom," Joshua said, looking up toward his mother. "We are home."