TRACY Island was peaceful and quiet. It was late at night and everyone except for Daniel, Wizzy and Zoë were asleep. Daniel had been busy finishing up a rescue report and Zoë had been tidying up the kitchen. Wizzy on the other hand was doing something that was rare in the Tracy household – she was watching the television.

The program that Wizzy was watching was a documentary about whales. Being an aquanaut, Wizzy had a great fondness for the creatures of the sea, and whales were her favourite, even though she'd never seen one in the flesh before.

Daniel took his empty mug back to the kitchen so it could be washed in the dishwasher.

"Is Wizzy's still up?" Zoë asked.

"Yes, but that program's almost finished," Daniel replied. "She'll be off to bed as soon as it has."

"Very well," said Zoë. She gave Daniel a kiss on the cheek. "I'm going up myself," she said. "Goodnight, son."

"Goodnight, Mum," said Daniel as he watched Zoë leave the kitchen.

After putting the mug in the dishwasher and turning it on, Daniel headed back to the lounge to shut down his computer and turn out the lights before turning in himself. But as he entered the lounge, he was surprised to find the television was still on. The program had finished and it was showing adverts on a cheap deal of beds. Surprised, he walked round to the front of the sofa to see why Wizzy hadn't turned it off. He soon saw why, for Wizzy had fallen asleep.

"Oh, Wizzy," Daniel sighed chuckling. He picked up the remote control and turned the television off before going over to his desk and shutting down the computer. He then came back over and put one arm under Wizzy's legs and the other round behind her back and neck before carefully lifting her up off the sofa. "Come on, sleepy-head, you can't stay there all night," he said.

Wizzy let out a soft moan and stirred as Daniel carried her out of the lounge. Daniel used Wizzy's foot to turn out the light switch before carrying her up the stairs towards the bedrooms.

"You haven't done this for a while," Wizzy said quietly.

"What carry you?" Daniel answered. "Well, you're a big girl now. But I was trying to get you to bed without disturbing you too much."

They reached Wizzy's bedroom and Wizzy opened the door to allow them to walk inside. Daniel carried her over to her bed where he gently laid her down on top of the duvet.

"There you go," Daniel said. He then stroked her hair. "Was the program that bad?"

Wizzy laughed. "No, Dad, it was great. Seeing those underwater images of the whales was so incredible. Awh, I really want to see one for myself. I've been an aquanaut for a few years now as you well know. And yet I have never seen a whale."

Daniel smiled. "They are elusive creatures, whales are," he said. "But I feel sure you will get you wish someday. However," he added, "when you do find one, make sure you mind your mammals around it."

Wizzy pushed Daniel away and started laughing. "Oh, Dad, you really don't get any better, do you?" she said.

Daniel just chuckled and headed for the door. "Now you get some sleep," he said. "Can't have you yawning your head off all day tomorrow."

Wizzy smiled. "Thank you, Dad," she said blowing him a kiss. "Goodnight."

Daniel blew a kiss back. "Goodnight, sweetheart," he said and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Wizzy got herself changed into her night clothes and removed the watch from her left wrist before climbing into bed. she turned out the bedside light and quickly fell asleep again. She couldn't help but dream about the whales that she'd seen in the documentary. Oh, I wish I could see a whale soon, she thought to herself.

Little did Wizzy realise this, but her wish was going to come sooner than she expected.

Morning broke over the island of Hawaii in the Central Pacific. It was the summer season and the beaches would be very busy.

Among the tourists staying in a hotel near Pearl Harbor were the Gordon family from Boston. James Gordon was staying with his wife Barbara and their three children Paul, Katherine and little Joy. They came to Hawaii every year, and pretty much every day, providing the weather was good, was pretty much spent sunbathing and swimming on the beach.

It was fairly early in the morning when the family headed out of the hotel to get onto the beach so that the kids could have their morning swim.

"I'll get to the water first!" shouted Paul as he ran out onto the beach.

"No, you won't!" Katherine shouted. "I will!"

"KIDS, WILL YOU SLOW DOWN?!" shouted James as he and Barbara struggled to keep up.

"SORRY, DAD!" Paul shouted back. "BUT I HAVE TO WIN…OOF!" Paul had run into something hard and was knocked onto his back.

Katherine saw what he'd bumped into and started screaming. She ran back to her parents and hid behind her mother.

"Darling, what is it?" asked Barbara. "What's the matter?"

James looked to see if Paul was okay. He froze when he saw what he'd run into. "Oh, my God!" he exclaimed.

Paul, getting over the surprise of being knocked over looked up to see what he had hit. He then gasped and hastily pulled himself backwards along the sand. The family continued to stare in disbelief, and the eyes of a large grey humpback whale stared back at them.

5! (DUN)

4! (DUN)

3! (DUN)

2! (DUN)

1! (ENGINE ROARS)

*Thunderbirds theme plays*

"THUNDERBIRDS ARE GO!"