Disclaimer: I do not own the Thunderbirds. No flames please, this is my first attempt at fanfiction. constructive criticism welcome. and I do not know if Britain has summer games, but they do now:)
Virgil's twin
Creighton-Ward Airstrip, 5 pm local time
Vicki stood next to her thirteen suitcases, Lady Penelope Creighton Ward, and her butler Parker who held Vicki's six clothes bags. (a/n: you know the things people put dresses and stuff in) They were waiting for Vicki's oldest brother to come pick her up, so she could return to her family after nearly a twenty year separation.
"Don't worry, Victoria, he'll be here soon." said Lady Penelope.
"I know Penny, but it's been so long since I last saw them." answered Vicki. In truth it had been six months since she had last seen her two oldest brothers, Scott and John, and that had been when they had come to help Brains fix Penny's baby, FAB 1.
"Yes, but he is on time." said Penelope, pointing up to where they all saw a sleek jet do a couple of barrel rolls, before turning to make its final approach to the airstrip. Then the jet landed and in less than a minute, a tall man with dark hair and brown eyes was walking towards them.
"Scott!" she yelled, running across the field and running straight into him, giving him a huge hug at the same time.
Scott returned her hug, saying "It's great seeing you again Ray."
Vicki laughed. "You're never gonna get the hang of calling me Vicki, are you Scott?"
Scott grinned. "Well, since that's what I've called you for most of you're life, it's a bit hard to break habit."
"That I can understand, and I suppose since Virgil doesn't remember me as his twin, and no one but you and John even remember when we all lived together, I suppose you said an old friend was coming to visit."
"Yep."
"And when Alan asked who all you said was 'that kid, Ray, that we used to play with when we were little'?"
"Right again. Now, if we don't load your stuff, we'll never be back in time for lunch. And Grandma's making blueberry pie."
So they walked back to where Penelope and Parker were waiting.
"Well I suppose you must be off soon." said Penelope, handing Vicki her handbag, that was more like a small duffel bag as Parker handed Scott the clothes bags and put six of the suitcases on a trolly and wheeled it over to the plane, where he put them away in the baggage rack, then went back for the other seven.
"Yes, Grandma's making her famous blueberry pie for lunch."
"And I don't plan on missing any. You're sure you don't want to come Penny?"
"I'm sure Victoria, no matter how much I'd like to see your meeting with Virgil, Gordon and Alan, it's not my place. Anyhow, I have a dinner party to attend tonight, and I must make sure all the arrangements for next week's children's day are set."
"All right, just remember, you promised to come see us on my birthday."
"I won't forget, Victoria, I wrote it on that wonderful calendar you got me."
Vicki hugs Penny, "Thanks for putting up with me for so long."
"It was no problem at all, in fact I rather enjoyed having someone to talk to."
"We must be going soon Lady P. Dad expects us in a little early, so we can get the 'do you remember' s over before lunch." Scott interrupted.
"Of course. Have a safe flight you two." Penelope said as Parker came back with the empty trolly.
"H'are you leaving now miss Victoria?" Parker asked
"Yes, Parker, I can't wait to see my little brothers."
"H'you may find they h'are not so little now. I must detain you no longer. It was a pleasure serving h'you miss Victoria."
"Why thank you, Parker."
"Vicki, come on we have to go. It was a pleasure to see you again Lady P."
"I'm always delighted to see you boys and help out the Tracy family. And it is high time Victoria returned to the rest of her family, now shoo, or you'll miss your lunch."
Vicki hugged Penny one more time, then she and Scott walked over to the jet, climbed in and got settled, Scott in the pilot seat and Vicki in the copilot seat.
The flight took two and a half hours, during which Scott and Vicki talked about all sorts of things, including how things were going with International Rescue.
(a/n: of course she knows about it, she's family after all.)
They talked about what they'd done since they last say each other, and a dozen different things.
Tracy Lounge, 11 o'clock am local time.
Jeff Tracy sat at his desk, thinking about his only daughter, who was less than half and hour from landing on the island. This time she was there for good. He was eager for Vicki to come home, and to finally take her place in International Rescue. He was also dreading her return, she was after all Virgil's twin sister. He knew that Virgil may look like a male version of his Lucy, but he also knew that Vicki was nearly the spitting image of her mother. That had been the reason she had been sent to live with his old friend and by that time Lord Creighton Ward in the first place, not as he told Scott and John because she was acting far too much like a boy, even at age five.
As he sat reminiscing, his other four boys, dressed in their best for guests, walked in. The younger three were shocked to find their father at his desk, operation cover-up not yet activated.
"Dad, aren't you forgetting that we have a guest coming today?" asked Alan.
Jeff looked up to find his four boys staring at him. "No, Alan, I have not forgotten. Why?"
Gordon waved his hand around, indicating the pictures of the boys in uniform.
Jeff noticed the boys were dressed up a lot more than usual. "Are you planning on spending the next twenty minutes dressed like that? Go change and swim or something, Ray won't care if you're dressed for success, or in your pajamas, trust me."
"All right father." John said, turning back towards his room, desperately trying not to laugh at what his father has just said, knowing full well it was the truth.
All four boys went back to their rooms and changed, Gordon and Alan to swim, Virgil to finish a seascape painting, and John to read a bit.
Fifteen minutes later all four boys heard the unmistakable sound of the jet approaching, so they all ran down to the airstrip, reaching it as the jet landed, finding everyone else there too. Once it had landed and the engine shut off, the first person out of the plane was their older brother Scott. After glancing around to make sure everyone was there, Scott nodded to someone inside and Vicki, her hair pulled back, wearing inch and a half black stiletto heels, a black tee shirt and a floor length jean skirt steps out of the plane. Both John and Jeff walk over to her and give her a hug each. Then, the other three boys shocked, Scott and John flank her, and Jeff, one hand on her shoulder says, "Boys, you may not remember her, but this is Ray."
Virgil shook his head. "No. I remember her now." He walks forward and hugs her, "Welcome home Vicki."
Vicki grins broadly, "And here I was, thinking you'd forgotten me."
"I nearly had." he admitted, "but when I was working on a project I painted a portrait of... well, you."
"Really?"
"Yep."
"Gordon, what's wrong?" Jeff asks.
Everyone turns to find Gordon gawking at Vicki.
"Y-you look like V-virge, a-and m-mom." Gordon stuttered in shock.
Alan peered at Vicki closely and he too noticed the resemblance to Virgil and the one photo of his mother he'd seen. "Gordo's right."
"And for finally catching on to the thirty six point three eight seconds difference, both little brothers each get..." Virgil started.
"A hug from the older sister they never knew, the shock of their lives, and someone else to torture with their pranks." Vicki finished, walking over and hugging each of them.
"Hang on, we've had an older sister, literally forever, and we never knew?" asked Alan.
"Hey, I'd nearly totally forgotten her for nearly twenty years, and I'm her twin." said Virgil, trying to soften the blow.
"Truth be told," said Jeff finally speaking up, "None of you would've totally forgotten her."
"Why?" asked Gordon.
"Firstly, she's your sister, and secondly, do you know that drawing in the kitchen, of pegasus and unicorns? She did that."
"Really? I always wondered who did that." said Virgil, "It's really good."
"Thanks, I did that for this house." said Vicki, blushing.
"Hang on," said Gordon, "You knew about the island, and the house before we did?"
"And I knew about the 'Birds, if you look at the picture, each pegasus is a specific color, same with the unicorns."
"I asked her to join, and help with the architecture, but she said she wanted to finish school first." said Jeff.
"But I helped with the basic plans, and how it should be set up, both for easy access and so it wasn't all cramped together."
"School?" asked Gordon, "But, you would have been, what, 23?"
"Yes, I was 23, but I had one more language, two months of work in Scotland, four more scheduled climbs, and three different landscapes left to finish."
"You did all that in two years?" asked Alan, shocked.
"Yeah, I had 24 months, more than enough time." Vicki laughed, " 's not like I had to do everything everyday."
"Why does it sound like you have something in common with everyone of us, at least job wise?" asked Virgil.
"I'm your only sister, and when I was five, before I went to England, I decided I was going to be nearly as good as all of you, or even surpass you."
"Big thing for a five year old to decide." said John, finally speaking.
"I didn't care if it was impossible to surpass five brothers at everything they did. However, I did care if I didn't have something in common that I could talk with one of you for hours about."
While they were talking the Tracy boys had divided up their sister's luggage and started taking it to the house.
"So, besides climbing, what do you do that's uniquely yours?" asked Scott, opening the sliding door to the lounge.
"I draw, usually animals, big cats especially. I'm a gymnast, even won a bronze metal, in the Brithish summer games, can you believe." Vicki said, fixing the duffel on her shoulder.
"Cool. . . So," Alan opened a door it the hall, "what do you think of your room?"
Suite of rooms would have been better, but like the boys it was just her 'room'. Her room to paint draw, read, anything she wanted. It was light blue, with black or red accents. there were dozens of shelves lining one wall, a desk, a computer with all the extras, printer, camera, everything. There was a couch, a big chair, and a small table, just like all the other rooms. What set her room apart was there were six huge cushions placed under the shelves, each a different pattern. The balcony doors were wide open, letting in the sun and sea breeze. There were two doors on one side, one, open for now, to her bedroom, the other open to a big private bathroom.
After dropping her duffle on the couch, as the boys put her luggage in her bedroom, Vicki started looking in some of the boxes that lined the shelves.
TBC...
note: yes, I realise she's a bit of a mary-sue, I'm working on fixing it...
Raven