Hi guys, I've been gone quite a while so it's nice to be back writing again.

Rescue Me turned out to be quite liked so I've started another Thunderbirds action fic. The first chapter is quite short because I wanted it to be a taster for readers and if people like it then I will continue.

Please review!

"Shoot!" yelled Gordon. He watched his brother practically trip over the ball and completely miss the goal, much to Fermat's relief.

"How did you miss that?" Alan teased Virgil. Of the Tracy brothers, John and Virgil were the least athletic but fortunately for John, he was up on Thunderbird 5 and didn't have to endure this game. Virgil, Tintin and Fermat were all reluctant players brought in to boost numbers.

"It's okay Virgil, it was a difficult shot," reassured Tintin.

"Difficult?! The goal was four feet in front of him!" Alan would have continued but Tintin was sending him warning glares.

"Hey Virgil, maybe you could bring in a substitute? Preferably someone who doesn't trip over their own feet?" laughed Gordon. Alan restrained himself from laughing too. Virgil turned away and looked at the ground.

"Hey c'mon, lay off a bit Gords," said Scott gently. His youngest brothers' comments were not meant to hurt but the eldest could see they were affecting Virgil.

"You're losing because of him." laughed Gordon. Scott just shrugged.

"Nah, it's because I'm a rubbish goalkeeper, remember that time at school when I let in seven goals?" he added subtly. Alan and Gordon went on to laugh and tell Tintin and Fermat about the event. With the pair fully distracted and his embarrassment forgotten, Virgil turned back around and sent his elder brother a grateful smile. Scott returned the smile but before he could say anything a familiar beeping sound emitted from his watch. The others, knowing what it meant, looked at Scott who nodded. They all ran towards the jeep to drive up the beach back to Tracy Villa.

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"The fire is spreading, they can't control it," John reported to his father from his computer station on Thunderbird 5.

"And several near-by buildings are in danger?" asked Jeff Tracy who sat in his chair in the International Rescue control room. John nodded.

"Imminent danger." He finished. Jeff thought silently for a moment and then nodded.

"Okay John, send Scott the coordinates as soon as he's in the air and the same for Virgil."

"F.A.B." John confirmed before signing out. Jeff sat back in his chair but only had to wait for half a minute before the Thunderbirds were in the room.

"Where are we headed Dad?" Gordon asked confidently.

"Afghanistan, a large fire is threatening several buildings and is beyond the control of local services, Virgil – you know what you'll need, take Alan and Gordon in Thunderbird 2 with you," He took a breath and then turned to Scott, "John will send you the coordinates once you are in the air, take Tintin with you."

"F.A.B." To the annoyance of Alan, Scott and Tintin squeezed behind his portrait together and disappeared when the elevator took them down to the hanger.

"Don't worry Alan, she's too young for him and he's got his eye on someone else." whispered Gordon.

"I know." Alan protested indignantly. Gordon just grinned. Two and a half men were a little too much for the elevator so Gordon and Alan headed out to the passenger stairway.

Virgil was already changed and strapped into the pilot seat by the time Gordon and Alan were in their uniforms and sitting down in the two passenger seats.

"Ready?" asked Virgil. The two youngest nodded and Virgil set the large bird in motion.

Jeff Tracy watched the two ships roar away and then turned to the remaining Thunderbird in the room.

"Fermat, I want you and your dad to work on the anti-tracking systems on all the Thunderbirds crafts, starting with Thunderbirds 3 and 4."

"The a-anti-tracking systems Mr Tracy? But the post-flight checks would have shown if there was anything wr-wr-wr-abnormal." Jeff nodded his agreement but continued.

"I know, I want you and Brains to see if you can upgrade them, don't ask me why…I just have a feeling we're going to need it……"

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"Thunderbird 1 to Thunderbird 2, approaching danger zone." Said Scott Tracy as he looked out over the surroundings. The main fire was huge; some close buildings had already caught the flames.

"Okay Scott, E.T.A now less than seven minutes, how does it look down there?"

"Not great Virg, some of the surrounding buildings have already caught fire, I hope the Firefly and the fire truck are going to be enough, there's an open area about two hundred metres away from the buildings where we can land."

"F.A.B Scott, be with you in about five minutes." Virgil closed the link and Scott turned his attentions to landing Thunderbird 1.

As soon as the bird was on the ground Scott went in search of someone in authority. He soon found a man who appeared to be a fire chief and who, to Scott's relief, spoke relatively good English.

"The fire is too big, we cannot stop it now." The man explained hastily.

"Okay, my team will be here soon and we will evacuate the buildings and then try to put the fire out, to do this we will need the cooperation of your men." The fire chief seemed to understand and nodded his agreement. Scott spoke into his wrist communicator.

"Scott calling Thunderbird 2, Virg we might have to do this without Mobile Control, the fire is spreading rapidly and it's gonna take all of us to get all the people out."

"That sounds okay, we'll have to use the wrist-coms and use Thunderbird 2 as a signal base."

"F.A.B." Scott could just hear the familiar roar of Thunderbird 2 approaching. He looked around at the area and his eyes were drawn to a large dark building. The flames had almost reached it but there didn't appear to be anyone moving in or out of it. The windows either had black curtains or were boarded up so it was hard to tell if there was any movement inside. Scott couldn't understand why but the building was setting off strong warning signals in his mind.

"Thunderbird 2 to Scott, approaching danger zone." Virgil's voice dragged Scott out of his thoughts.

"F.A.B Virg." Scott took one last lingering look at the building and then headed back to Thunderbird 1…

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Short but I hope it's got you interested. If this fic continues then at the start of the next chapter I will give you a quick summary of what is coming up in the story. Please review and tell me what you think :-)