OK. Just so that we're clear, this is my first Thunderbirds fanfic. So, I will only accept positive reviews and constructive criticism only. Even though I have been and still currently rewatching the series, there is still a chance of me getting some information mixed up. Yes, this is based on the television series.
Aside from my OCs and this plot, I own absolutely nothing.
Remember, I rated it M for a reason that will come later on in the story. Enough said...
One more thing. To be congruint with the plot, I'm still keeping the same birthdates, but their ages will be different.
Here they are:
Scott - April 4 - 22
John - October 8 - 21
Virgil - August 15 - 19
Gordan - February 14 - 18
Alan - March 12 - 17
My OCs birthdates and ages:
Jenna Harding - June 4 - 21 turning 22
Sophia - February 15 - 4
I don't think I got the age gaps or the birthdates right. Can you please notify me of any errors in your reviews and as of the next chapter, they will be corrected?
In this, International Rescue has been started and even though Alan is still in high school (although close to graduating); he's still an active member of IR. He just helps out over his school holidays. Spring breaks, summertime, public holidays, you name it. Even if it's for a week, he's helping.
And please forgive me for the long author's note. There was just so much to explain.
You can go on and either like or hate my story. Remember, reviews – even constructive criticism – are golden.
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"Scott, I am telling you. You need to take a break from International Rescue," Jeff told his eldest son sternly.
"No I do not. I am fine. I am not overworked and I AM NOT TIRED!" Scott shouted back.
"Scott, you're the only one out of all of us who hasn't taken a vacation since this whole organisation started," TinTin tried to reason with him. Keyword: tried.
"But what happens if you guys get a call? I'll miss out on all the action," Scott whined. (AN: I know that Scott barely whines, but it would be nice to see the characters act differently. Don't you think?)
"No you won't. Lady Penelope will fill you in on the action and the outcome of the rescue if we ever have a rescue," Virgil assured his older brother.
You see, just 5 minutes ago, Lady Penelope called the base after returning to her mansion in Kent from her mission in Windsor asking if anyone of the boys would like to spend some time as her mansion to take a break from International Rescue business. Everyone immediately suggested that Scott take up the offer. Scott assured her that he'll think about it and promised to call later today. But as soon as Lady Penelope hung up, he started arguing with everyone who was pushing him to accept the kind offer.
"What about Thunderbird 1? Who's gonna fly her?" Scott questioned, trying to come up with another excuse to avoid the vacation offer.
"Well, John still has another 2 months on Thunderbird 5 before Alan relieves him. Virgil still has Thunderbird 2, so he can't take over. And Alan still has a month of school left before the summer break. Things HAVE been quiet in the sea recently. Gordan can take over Thunderbird 1 for you," Jeff responded.
"You mean I get to fly Thunderbird 1?" Gordan asked, excitedly.
"As long as you promise to keep her in one piece for the time I'm away," Scott added.
"Wait. Y-y-y-you're actually gonna t-t-t-t-take the o-o-offer?" Brains stuttured, surprised.
"You guys are right. I'm the only one out of all of us who hasn't had a vacation ever since we initiated International Rescue in the first place. Why SHOULDN'T I take a break? If I don't take it now, I'll regret it later," Scott told them.
"Excellent. Call Penny and tell her you accept the offer and start packing. Virgil will take you to London and Parker will take you to the mansion from there. You will leave tomorrow morning and return around the same time as Alan," Jeff explained.
"F.A.B," Scott responded as he went to call Lady Penelope.
"Do you honestly think that Scott will be happy to see her after no contact for 4 years?" Gordan questioned.
"Of course he will. Sure, we all have been missing her. But Scott misses her more than anything. Even more than your mother sometimes. For him, these past 4 years have been the longest 4 years of his life," Jeff responded.
"That's because he was closer to her than any of us were. Besides, whenever he's not on call, he sometimes spends some time in his room looking at photos of them. He really misses her. She's even the reason he's doing International Rescue. Everything he does, he does for her," Virgil added.
"Sounds like she is the k-k-k-key to Scott's ha-ha-ha-ha-happiness," Brains said.
"She is. Sure, Scott's happy when he's with you guys. But whenever I saw him with Jenna, he has a unique glow of happiness on him," TinTin pointed out.
"Don't worry. I am sure he'll be thanking us later," Jeff chuckled as he thought about his son seeing her again.
Meanwhile...
(AN: Whenever I have whatever someone's saying in italics, it means that they are talking through communications. Just a little heads up.)
"Ah, Scott. I see that you have taken my offer through careful consideration."
"I sure have, Lady Penelope. I have decided to accept the offer. After a while, I realised that everyone was right. I hadn't taken a break since this all started. I need a vacation," Scott told her.
"Splendid. I hope you don't mind, but I'm having another guest over at the same time. My mother was friends with a very kind businesswoman and I am having her daughter and 4-year-old granddaughter over to stay. She's also one of the people that helped Brains find everything he needed to start International Rescue. So, she's one of us. She'll be staying for as long as you will be. Now, tell me. How are you planning on coming?"
"Virgil's gonna fly me to London in Thunderbird 2 and Dad's gonna see if Parker can drive me the rest of the way," Scott explained.
"I will tell Parker of your plans and I will have him pick you up at the rendezvous point. Knock! Knock! Scott, I fear I must go. My other guests have arrived. Make sure you pack everything you will need for one month and I will see you tomorrow when you arrive."
"F.A.B," he responded before terminating the communication.
This will be an interesting month. That was all Scott was thinking in his head as he packed his bag ready for tomorrow.
The following day...
"Now, remember what father has told you, Scott. Do not worry about anything, especially Thunderbird 1 and International Rescue. You are on vacation. If anything goes wrong, we'll call," Virgil told Scott for the 100th time this morning.
"Don't worry, Virgil. I'll be fine. Besides, I'm not the only one that staying over at Lady Penelope's, remember? I'll have some people to keep me company," Scott assured.
"But sometimes, staying with a 4-year-old can be hard. I remember from personal experience," Virgil added.
Scott smiled and chuckled. He remembered when Gordan and Alan were 4 years old. Gordan caused a lot of trouble; and Alan was the exact same way the second he was 4. They were hard to handle, but it got better as they got older and when he first met her.
"So do I. But she's a GIRL, Virgil. And from what Mum used to tell us, girls are sometimes easier to handle than boys," Scott reminded him.
"Yeah. Oh. There's Parker. Losing height now," Virgil announced as he landed Thunderbird 2 with no problems. (AN: I'm not good at describing these sorts of things. Can you give me some pointers?)
"See you in a month, Virgil," Scott said as he and Virgil shared a guy hug.
"See ya. Remember, don't worry about anything," Virgil reminded him for what seemed to Scott to be the 1000th time this morning.
"I know, I know," Scott assured him as he stepped out of Thunderbird 2.
"Ah, Mr Tracy. So nice to see you take up her ladyship's offer," Parker said as he helped Scott load his luggage into F.A.B. 1.
"It was nice of her to offer me the vacation, Parker," Scott responded as they climbed into the car and drove off.
Scott couldn't help but admire the sceneary as they passed through it. Sure, he's been to Penelope's mansion practically a thousand times. But the breathtaking view never fails to take his breath away.
"Say, Parker. Reckon we could stop at the florist on the way? I wanna by whoever's staying with us some flowers," Scott asked.
"Certainly, sir," Parker responded as he pulled over at the town florist.
Scott climbed out after assuring Parker that he'll be back in a minute and observed the wide varity of choices. But he couldn't keep his eyes off the boquet white frangipanis sitting there in perfect form. Seeing them made him think of the person who he's been dearly missing over the past 4 years. So he decided on the frangipanis. He picked the bouquet up carefully and walked inside the shop.
"Good morning, sir. How may I help you?" the kind young lady behind the counter asked him.
She appeared to be in her late teens. Her blonde hair cascaded down her back and her chocolate brown eyes shone underneath the sunlight. Her floral dress complemented her ivory skin. Her pearly white teeth were visible as she smiled.
"I was wondering if I could buy these frangipanis," Scott replied as he placed the bouquet on the counter with care.
"That will be 15 pounds, sir," she told him. (AN: I can't do the currency sign on my laptop.)
Scott was already reaching inside his back pocket of his jeans for his wallet when she told him the price. He opened his wallet and took out exactly 15 pounds. Before he left, his father gave him some money he could use in England so he wouldn't cause trouble for the British IR Agent money-wise. He had a feeling it would come in handy.
"Because of our sale today, you also get to choose something floral for free," the shopkeeper said as she bent down and brought up a tray of handbags, hairclips, pins and more.
Scott decided to use the free gift to his advantage by looking for something he could give the 4-year-old girl. Then, he found the perfect gift: a white and pink frangipani hairclip. He picked up the clip and inspected it closer.
"I'll go with the hairclip," he announced.
"Good choice, sir. Here is a bag for you to put the stems of your frangipanis so the water doesn't drop everywhere," she said as she picked up the bouquet and placed them in the tiny bag and placed the hairclip in a paper bag.
"Thank you very much," Scott said as he put his wallet away, picked up the paper bag and the frangipanis before heading towards F.A.B 1.
"Have a nice day!" the shopkeeper called out to him.
"Ready to continue to the mansion, Mr Tracy?" Parker asked Scott as he climbed back into the car and put his seatbelt on before resting the bouquet and paper bag on his lap.
"Yes, Parker. Thanks for being patient," Scott replied as Parker started the engines and resumed the journey.
"All in a day's work," Parker responded.
The rest of the car ride was silent. There wasn't much to talk about with the ex-safecracker. Finally, they reached their destination and Lady Penelope was waiting out front.
"Ah, Scott. Glad to see that you have arrived safely. I trust your journey was pleasent," Lady Penelope greeted as she embraced her friend.
"It was. I would've arrived sooner, but I decided to stop in town to buy some flowers for your other guest and I also got something for the 4-year-old as well. Then, we hit some pretty bad traffic," Scott explained.
"You're not late at all, dear boy. You're just in time for tea. Please, do come in," Lady Penelope assured him as she proceeded inside.
"You need some help with that, Parker?" Scott questioned the butler as he noticed Parker getting his bags out of the trunk of the Rolls Royce, "I don't want you to hurt your back."
"Not at all, sir. But thanks for your consideration," Parker responded.
Scott just shrugged before walking inside the beautiful mansion. He saw Lady Penelope waiting for him in front of the staircase.
"Everyone has assembled on the gazebo in the gardens. You are welcome to join them," Lady Penelope told him.
"Thank you," Scott replied as he headed towards the gazebo.
"Tell them that I shall be joining them again soon! I just have to show Parker where to place your luggage!" Lady Penelope called out to him.
"Got it!" Scott responded as he left the foryer.
The gardens were surely breathtaking. The scenery he saw on the way over comes a close second when compared to this place. Nothing can beat the flowers, the smells, the clear blue sky, the sunshine and the beauty the place holds.
"Mummy, look," Scott heard as he came closer to the gazebo.
"I see, Sophia. Look, there it goes," the older woman cooed to her as they watched the blue butterfly fly away.
"Goodbye!" Sophia yelled to the insect.
"Your little girl sure is beautiful," Scott commented.
Just then, the older woman turned around to face him. Scott nearly dropped the bouquet of flowers and hairclip when he recognised her.
It was her. He could recognise her anywhere. Her chocolate brown hair was straight and cascaded to the end of her shoulder blades. The hazel eyes shone of happiness and something Scott remembered seeing the last time he saw her 4 years ago. Her ivory skin was flawless. Her sexy curves were visible through the dark blue skinny-leg jeans, light blue strapless t-shirt and black boots. She looked like an absolute angel.
"Scott Tracy!" she said in excitement, happiness and disbelief.
"Jenna Harding!" Scott responded in the same amount of excitement, happiness and disbelief.
Not much. I know. But at least it's something, right?
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