Title: Baby Tracy

Summary: When you've got a 6.0 GPA and top grades in all your classes you can do whatever you like right? Wrong. When you're a Tracy and your father owns International Rescue you are bound by duty to work for him. Not Avalon Tracy. 18 years old and ready to do her own thing she refuses to fly. Can her brother Gordon convince her otherwise?

Disclaimer: I do not own the Thunderbirds.

A/N: NO FLAMES! Not accepted.

Chapter One: I'm Not Staying Here!

"Time to go home huh?" The brunette asked as her roommate packed her duffel bag ready for the long trip home.

"Yeah. Unfortunately." The other replied.

"Oh come on Ava, your family can't be that bad." The first said.

"You try being the youngest of six with five older brothers. All with better achievements than you." The other replied. Avalon Tracy and Jessica Anderson had been roommates since Freshman year at Rotelle Academy in New York and now they were headed home. Senior year had finished, exams were over and results had been given out.

"You've got a 6.0 GPA. That is beyond Awesome! Your family is gonna be proud of you. And anyway you can be anything you want. A doctor or a nurse, or even a vet! You could be a totally awesome Mechanic. You took part our toaster and put it back together again…you are wicked with machines." Jessica said.

"Thanks Jess." Avalon replied stuffing her favourite jeans into her duffel.

"Look, I'll see you at Uni?" Jess asked as she lifted her bag up onto her back.

"Maybe. We'll see what Dad says." Avalon replied hoisting her bag onto her shoulder.

"Miss Tracy?" Avalon sighed and nodded looking up at the pilot of her Father's private jet, Tracy One. She lifted her backpack up and the pilot grabbed her duffel. This was going to be a long flight. She knew that much, she had only flown back once to her father's island and now it would be for good. She clutched her diary in her hands and took a seat at the very back of the plane. This means it would take her longest time to get home. In her mind it did anyway. But really she'd do it in the same amount of time as anyone.

She passed the time by writing in her diary.

My last day at school, happy for most sad for me. I'm going home for good. I know what Dad will say if I ask to go to College. I've earned my right to join the T'birds. I just don't want to. He has my five brothers to fly those. Unless he's gonna put me with Gordon in Thunderbird 3. Unlikely. Anyway, I can only hope that my brothers don't treat me like a little girl. I'm 18 and I'm ready to do my own thing.

"Avalon?" She looked up from her diary she knew the lady who joined her on her flight, "we're home." She nodded, Avalon knew what that meant. As she waited for the pilot to taxi to a stop on Thunderbird 2's runway she made sure she had everything ready to straight to her room. She would spend as little time as possible with her family. As soon as the door opened she rushed out and ignored the call of her name from her eldest brother, Scott.

"She ok?" Jeff Tracy asked when Scott appeared in his office without Avalon.

"I don't know. She completely ignored me when I met her on the runway. She didn't even acknowledge I was there." He said, Jeff frowned. His daughter was usually excited to see her brothers. She missed them so much.

"Send Gordon to see if she's ok. He's closest to her." Scott nodded and made his way to his younger brother's room.

"Gordy? Think you can check and see if Ava's ok?" Scott said as his brother opened the door.

"Why? Didn't you meet her on the runway?" He asked, Scott sighed.

"She ran away from me." He said, Gordon frowned, but nodded and stepped past his brother and down to his sister's room.

Avalon didn't want to talk to her brothers. She hated the thought of all the probing questions they'd ask. She really didn't want to think about it right now. She frowned when someone knocked on her door.

"Go away." She snapped.

"No." Gordon pushing open her door, she rolled her eyes and slumped down on her bed burying her face in her pillow, "What are you doing Baby girl?"

"Trying to smother myself, so I don't have to deal with you lot." She said muffled by the feather pillow.

"Now come on," Gordon grabbed her shoulder and pulled her up so she had to look at him, "what's all that about? You used to love coming home to see us."

"Yeah? Not when I know I'm gonna be asked to join the Thunderbirds." She said bitterly and just a little mockingly.

"Hey, it's not all bad," He began she cut him off.

"Yes it is!" Avalon snapped standing up, she was a good four inches shorter than Gordon but he didn't scare her, "I will stuck here for the rest of my life! I do not want to be stuck here!"

"Ava, you got your results. Tell Dad your GPA; he'll let you choose what you want to do. As long as you got higher than 3.5, which was Alan's, you can do what you like. What did you get? 3.8?" He asked. Avalon sighed.

"6.0." Avalon mumbled.

"6.0? Even Scott didn't get a 6.0! Nor did John! Heck even Perfect Virgil didn't get a 6.0! You're the golden girl! You get to be whatever you want to be!" He said grabbing her by the waist. She tugged out of his grip. She picked up her report with her grades on it, classes and GPA and stormed out and up to her father's office. Jeff looked up as she entered.

"Just in case you care how I feel, here is my last report. And just try to say I'm not any better than Scotty, or Virgil." Avalon glared down at her father, daring him to say otherwise. Jeff scanned her grades, classes and GPA, where his eyes stayed for a full minute.

"6.0? How did you get that?" He asked.

"I took AP classes, how else would I a GPA that high? My teachers knew I was too smart to be in the normal classes so they shot me up. They thought I would do better in honours but even then I was excelling. So it was AP classes for me." Avalon said shrugging like it was no big deal.

"So I guess you want off the island then? Go to college?" Jeff said sitting back.

"Well, yeah." Avalon said.

"Out of the question." Jeff said turning back to his paperwork.

"WHAT?" Avalon screamed.

"I said out of-" He still didn't look up at her.

"Yeah I heard you the first time! Why not? There is so much more I can do then fly around in your silly little space ships!" Avalon yelled at him, this time he looked up.

"You, young lady, are grounded." Jeff said firmly, Avalon scoffed and shook her head; she wasn't going to be imprisoned in her own house.

"No! You know what? I'm calling Anna and I'm going back to the mainland and staying there for the rest of my life! I'm going to be normal for once!" Avalon screamed going back to her room. Jeff sighed; she was just like her mother. A real live-wire. That is one reason why he loved Lucille when she was alive and now…he loved his daughter because of that reason. She looked, sounded and acted the same as Lucille. And Lucille would have done the same thing.

Second Chapter Coming soon! JG xx