Kaline made her way to the sea of reporters down the long corridor. Secret service walked behind the woman wearing stoic masks, sunglasses, and dark suits. They came to a stop then dissipated moving over to the edge of the corridor from both of her sides. She came in front of the large brown structure that had a microphone set on the top. On the surface was a black screen that had the symbol of the united nations that remained still in blue format. She wore a smile regarding all of the members of the press that had filled the room. Time and time she had came into this room to make speeches through out the year. Only this one wasn't going to be one of the long speeches among her presidency.

"Hello," Kaline greeted the reporters. "We have made contact with the Jupiter 2030 one hour ago," she had hands on the edge of the wooden object in front of her. "And instead of being greeted with the retrieval team, we were greeted by the Robinsons."

Reporters looked up with loud gasps and the room fell into silence as phones were lowered down into their laps.

"We made a mistake thirty years ago," Kaline said. "No one can give back Zachary Smith the time that was taken from him. What we can do is apologize for putting him aside and not listening to his story. We are sorry for all the wasted time, all the wasted energy, and the attacks to his name."

Members of the press were listening intently.

"Yes, we were wrong."

Kaline nodded, apologetically.

"Yes, we were biased."

Judge Rights was seated with his grandchildren watching the broadcast feeling a cold chill go down his spine.

"Yes, we were angry."

Kaline scanned the members of the press.

"Yes. . ." Kaline said. "we were outraged that he came back without them."

Kaline had a shamed look on her face that began to light up.

"Yes," Kaline said. "We wanted him to pay."

There was silence in the room

"Yes," she had a short nod. "he has paid enough for sabotaging the Robot and his previous crimes."

Franklin was listening to the radio looking over in shock from what was coming out.

"Yes, I have pardoned him," Kaline stood firm. "We can never apologize enough for how we treated him upon his return to Earth."

"Madam President," Brookes said, a reporter from CNN, asked. "How are you certain that it's the Robinsons? They have been dead for over thirty years and they have been cloned a lot according to the journal."

Kaline nodded, then made a gesture.

"Hello," John appeared on the two screens with a wave with Maureen standing alongside him.

There was a loud gasp that made John and Maureen share puzzled looks.

"They're fine," Kaline said. "Just in shock, Doctor, Professor." She had a short nod. "Please repeat what you told us earlier."

"We left the Jupiter 2 to have a vacation," John started. "Instead we found a temple. Beside the entrance was a strange crystal that was partially covered by weeds. I placed my hand on to it then was burned. The temple started to tremble much to our alarm so we went in to get the children. Afterwards, we ran."

"But we were caught by the blasts," Maureen continued. "and fell."

"The rest is history," John said, then he added half-heartedly. "Literally."

"Any questions?" Maureen asked.

"Yes," Carl, from ABC News, said. "Is the story true about the talking llama?"

"Willoughby," John said. "Willoughby. . ." he shook his head. "We never did really find him."

"Shrunk himself, Will, and Doctor Smith by accident during a argument," Maureen said. "Problem was, Willoughby couldn't undo it."

"Llamas drink a lot of water if you recall and humans need to drink a full shot," John said. "It was difficult making the decision."

"So you chose Smith over the llama?" Carl asked.

"We chose the llama," John said. "Willoughby had powers and Smith didn't."

"But Willoughby vanished before we could give him the cure," Maureen said.