Disclaimer: Thunderbirds belongs to Gerry Anderson and anyone else associated with the television show and the movie. Melinda and any other characters not associated with movie or TV show belong to me. Please ask for my permission before using them.

A\N: This is my first Thunderbirds fanfic. I hope you like. Many thanks to Tikatu for being my beta, you rock!

International Rescue Headquarters, Tracy Island, Somewhere in the South Pacific, 5.40 am

The sun was just rising over Tracy Island and most of the island occupants were asleep, all except for Melinda Tracy. Melinda sat on a chair and watched the sunrise one last time.

Today she, her younger brother, Alan, Tintin and Fermat would all be returning to boarding school and for Melinda it was her last year at boarding school before college. She was so absorbed in thought she didn't hear Kyrano come up behind her.

"Good morning, Miss Melinda," he said.

She turned and smiled. "Good morning, Kyrano; you're up early."

"I am, Miss Melinda," he said. "You're also up early too."

"Yeah, I like to watch the sun rise; it's wonderful."

"It is," agreed Kyrano. "Looking forward to returning to school?"

"Yes, definitely".

"Well, I'm going to start packing the plane; see you at breakfast." He walked off, humming a merry tune.

Melinda smiled and stood up and walked back into the house.

International Rescue Headquarters, Tracy Island, Somewhere in the South Pacific, 7.45 am

Jeff Tracy sat down at the breakfast table to find one of his closest friends, Hiram Hackerbacker, jotting something down on a napkin.

Brains looked up.

"Good morning, Brains."

"Good morning Mr Tracy"

"Brains, I noticed that Thunderbird two took a hit to its left wing yesterday."

"I'll check on it when we return later."

"Thanks, Brains," said Jeff.

Jeff watched Scott, Virgil, Gordon and Alan discussed yesterday's mission in Wales.Two teenaged girls nearly died when their car hit a old house; the Thunderbirds got them out in time before the building collapsed.

"It was a close one," said Virgil.

"You just want to change the subject," said Scott, "because the blonde one kissed you on the lips and gave you her number." he smirked.

"So, Virge, when are you going to call her?" teased Gordon.

"Mind your own business," said Virgil.

Alan began to sing. "Virgil and blonde girl sitting in the tree k-i-s-s-i-n-g, first comes love, and then comes marriage and then comes a baby in a baby carriage."

Virgil threw a dirty look at Alan. "How old are you Allie? Five?"

Jeff chuckled and noticed Alan stand up with his glass of pure orange juice. "Alan, where are you going?"

"To finish packing," replied Alan.

"Alan, you were supposed to have finished that last night."

"Dad, I had to come on the mission. I won't get to go on another mission until Christmas break."

"Hurry up."

Alan turned back and bumped into Melinda; the orange juice went onto her pale blue shirt. "Mel, I'm sorry."

"For Pete's sake, Alan! We're not kids anymore! Watch where you are walking!" She smelled her top. "Thanks very much; now I'm going to have to change again." She stormed off.

8.40 am

Jeff Tracy walked onto the plane to see Alan and Fermat playing Battleships and Melinda and Tintin discussing their favourite spies.

"Definitely Bond," said Tintin.

"No way!" said Melinda. "It either has to be Veronica Mars or Nancy Drew."

"We're about to lift off," said Kyrano. "Make sure your seatbelt is on."

Scott, Virgil, John and Gordon waved from the poolside area as the plane flew into the sky.

"I'm going to miss them," said Virgil.

Gordon groaned. "Geez, always the quiet one is the emotional one! Well, I have a cure to fix that!"

"What's that?" asked Virgil.

Suddenly he was thrown in the pool and Scott and Gordon, laughing, jumped in after him.

A\N: Hope you all liked! Chapter two coming soon.