Hello, while continuing with my other Thunderbirds fic, 'Rescue Me', I was inspired to start writing this too. I hope you like it. I will write more chapters if people ask for them.
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Keira Reynolds handed in her ticket at the information desk and the clerk directed her to the correct platform. Looking around she noticed that the London Underground Railway was reasonably busy today. She might be a little late to Lady Penelope's estate after all. Looking around for unwelcome eyes she moved to a corner where she wouldn't be noticed and lifted her wrist watch.
"This is International Rescue agent 175 calling Lady Penelope." Keira spoke softly with a subtle English accent.
"Lady Penelope speaking, I was expecting you fifteen minutes ago Keira, is something wrong?" Penny replied in a not so subtle English accent.
"I'm afraid I'm going to be a little late Penny but I thought I'd let you know the Mexican authorities have arrested three people in connection with the warehouse fire, it appears you were right: it wasn't an accident." She spoke grimly into the communication device while looking around to check she wasn't being watched.
"I was afraid that may have been the case," Penny sighed, "Alright Keira I'll let Jeff and the boys know…including Scott…" She smiled and Keira just groaned.
"Have you spoken to him recently? Jeff tells me you haven't been visiting that much anymore …" The blonde lady inquired innocently. Keira hissed at her friend.
"I keep telling you my visits were strictly business, there is no 'me and Scott'." The brunette insisted but Penny wasn't convinced.
"That doesn't change the fact that you want there to be a 'you and Scott', you know as well as I do that there has been plenty of romantic interaction between you two…"
"I don't want to talk about it Penny! There was no 'me and Scott' and there never will be! Besides this line should not be used for silly things like that!" Keira replied in a hostile tone, earning herself a few odd looks.
"Of course Keira, I'm sorry," Penny responded, a little shocked at her friend's sudden outburst, "I'll see you later." She cut the communication link and began to open another.
"Lady Penelope calling Tracy Island." She spoke clearly to the video screen that appeared from behind a portrait in her sitting room.
"Hi Penny, how are you?" Jeff Tracy smiled warmly at her.
"I'm very well thank you Jeff, how are the boys?" She smiled back and got herself settled on the sofa for a long chat.
"Virgil has just finished a new piece he's been writing for the piano, I swear if it's possible that boy just keeps getting better and better at playing that thing." Jeff laughed as he heard his middle son quietly playing his new song at the other side of the room.
"I'm sure he is, many people would travel thousands of miles to listen if they knew of his talent." In the corner of his eye Jeff could see Virgil blushing at their friend's compliment, "Jeff I called to pass on information from Agent 175, unfortunately the Mexican warehouse fire wasn't an accident, three suspects have already been arrested."
"Ok Penny, thank Keira for me, how is she doing by the way?" Jeff inquired. The young IR agent had made frequent visits to the island after he hired her as a project manager for Tracy Industries construction work in London. But now that the building was complete she didn't need to visit very often despite the fact that she and Scott had obviously fallen for each other. Jeff may not have been quick to notice these things usually but even he could see that.
"I'll get her to call you herself in a little while; she is coming here for tea and to discuss business…" Penny replied.
"Oh I see…" Jeff didn't buy it for a second, "And her relationship with Scott obviously counts as 'business' right?" He immediately stopped when he saw the worry on Penny's face.
"Does he talk about her at all?" She asked him. He shook his head.
"He used to talk about her to me, Virgil and John all the time but now he doesn't mention her at all and if anyone else does then he goes silent."
"Do you think they had an argument or something? Because, by the sound of it, Scott is behaving the same way as Keira at the moment, she doesn't even want to hear his name and is acting like she never felt anything for him which I know isn't true." She and Jeff both sat in silence for a moment, neither of them knew what to do in this situation.
"Well I hope they can sort it out between them…Penny." He said with a warm but warning tone, "They won't appreciate you interfering." Penny pretended to look insulted.
"Ladies do not interfere, they arrange."…
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Keira sat back in her chair on the platform. Why did even the mention of his name cut into her so badly? As she rested her head on the back of the chair her mind drifted to memories of happy times with him…
She could still see the sun setting softly on the horizon and the orange glow seemed to illuminate his eyes. Keira had to hide the blush that came to her cheeks. Starting a conversation seemed the best way to distract herself.
"So what was your favourite photograph?" She tried to catch him out, expecting the modern action man to have paid no attention to the photography exhibition at all.
"Actually I quite liked the New York skyline print, the way the photographer caught the light was very effective," He laughed as her eyes widened in surprise, "Let me guess, you didn't expect me to pay any attention to that show did you?" The conversation was doing nothing to help her blushing problem.
"Scott Tracy appreciating art? Virgil will be impressed!" She laughed nervously.
"No way, you can't tell him anything! If he finds out then he'll drag me to every single art exhibition on the planet." He smiled softly while looking at the ground.
"You're not the air-head, adrenaline fuelled, fly-boy that your brothers make you out to be, are you?" He looked straight ahead for a while, lost in thought.
They had reached the beach now and were walking bare-foot along the sand. The rest of Cape Town lay quietly behind them.
"I have to be strong and able…I'm the IR Field Commander and second-in-charge at Tracy Industries…I guess I just don't have time to appreciate things like art as much as Virgil does…" He seemed so sincere and Keira suddenly realised she cared a great deal for the ex-USAF pilot.
"Alan has his racing and endless pranks, Gordon has his swimming and Virgil has his art and music…what do you do to unwind?" She asked him, feeling the sudden urge to get to know more about him.
"When I'm back on the island sometimes I go for a long run along the beach, just me alone with my thoughts."
"You prefer being by yourself?"
"I don't have a choice, my work…my life, it keeps me alone." At the time, Keira didn't know why her heart suddenly ached so much.
They kept walking for a while until they reached the pier. The sun was almost gone but the last few rays managed to catch the surface of the water and leave it sparkling. Scott looked down and noticed Keira staring in awe at the beautiful scene. A smile crept across his face again and he took her hand.
"Let's go and see it from the end of the pier." He suggested. She smiled up at him and they ran up the pier, hand in hand. Once they reached the end Scott made to let go of her hand but she held it tightly and looked at him.
"You don't have to be alone, you know," She said softly, "Life…it's so much more beautiful when you share it with people…like your brothers and your father…" She saw Scott smile at the thought of his family and looked out at the view.
"Virgil would love this." He breathed.
"I'm sure even Alan would appreciate this." She looked at Scott again and found his gaze on her.
"You probably should have brought Virgil instead of me; he could paint a picture of it for you…"
"Yes but if he was here instead then I wouldn't have the memory of seeing it with you…and that's what matters most to me…" She confessed and then blushed when she realised what she had said. To her surprise, Scott looked genuinely happy.
"You really mean that?" He asked hesitantly. Seeing as he now knew how she felt and she had nothing to lose, Keira decided to answer his question. She leaned up and pressed a soft kiss against his cheek. She couldn't hold back a quiet laugh when she saw him blushing. But she certainly didn't expect what came next.
He moved closer and kissed her lips gently and affectionately. At that moment Keira felt like she was going to melt. She didn't pull back and neither did he. Gradually the kiss became more passionate. He slipped his arms around her waist and pulled her to him. She could feel the heat of his body against hers.
Eventually they had to pull away for air, both with nervous smiles on their faces. It was dark now, the sun was gone and the lights on the pier illuminated the surrounding water.
"I wish we didn't have to leave tomorrow." She sighed. They had originally come to see Tracy Industries executives who lived here but now that was all finished and this was their last night in Cape Town.
"Me neither." He agreed, "But I'm glad we came." She looked at him and gave him a gentle smile.
"Me too."
She couldn't help smiling at that wonderful memory but the feelings of sadness and regret tugged at her heart.
Further down the tunnel, nobody could see the three hooded figures who were on the track…
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