Never free of the past
Chapter 2
"Base from Thunderbird 2. ETA 2 minutes. Requesting permission to land." Evie said over the comms. Virgil was back in the pilot seat after Alan decided to try a barrel roll, something the huge craft wasn't designed to do.
"Permission granted Female Thunder." Jeff replied from his desk in command and control.
"Can you ask Brains to meet me in Thunderbird 2's silo after we touch down? Someone decided to try and do a stunt that 2 couldn't do and I need to check out the damage." She said with a pointed look at Alan.
"It was Speed wasn't it?" Jeff asked, only receiving a grunt from his youngest son as confirmation. "What's the damage?"
"I don't know the full damage yet, but Bug says that she's veering slightly to the left. I suspect that the wing is damaged." She replied.
"FAB. Land as well as you can and get her back in the silo." Jeff replied. He and Brains went down to the silo, entering in time to see the 'bird reverse into the vast space. Evie's suspicions were correct Jeff noticed as he saw that one of the wings was slightly bent. They watched as the 'bird rose on her hydraulic legs and the pod was lowered. "How was the trip?" He asked as Gordon ran down the ramp.
"Good. Gotta go." The red-head yelled as he ran out of the silo and towards the lifts.
"What was that about…" Jeff trailed off as he saw Scott exit the 'bird, his siblings behind him, trying not to laugh. "Son… You might want to look in a mirror."
"Why?" He asked as Brains handed him a mirror Evie kept in the silo to look in the places of the 'bird she couldn't reach. Scott froze when he saw his reflection, putting a hand to his pink and blue hair. "GORDON!" He yelled, giving the mirror back to Brains and running to his own lift.
"Well its official, Gordon's dead." Alan laughed, grabbing the bags Scott had dumped outside the pod.
"He was dead the second he used that spray on Scott." Evie commented as she took a look at the wing. "This is going to need to be replaced." She muttered to herself before she and Brains started talking about fixing it.
"What happened?" Jeff asked as the 3 of them walked towards the stairs that would take them to the living room.
"Scott fell asleep." Virgil said, giving Jeff all the information he needed to know.
"Ah. You might want to make sure they don't kill each other." He said as they reached the top of the stairs.
"Can't we just leave them in 1's silo?" Alan suggested. They all knew what happened when you got between Scott and Gordon. They walked into the living room and heard a crash, followed by a familiar shout.
"Or we could leave them to Onaha." Virgil said as the 2 boys were chased out of the kitchen by the Malaysian woman.
"You kids can do whatever you want to each other, but you do not pull pranks or get revenge in my kitchen! Is that clear?" Onaha said, her hands on her hips.
"Yes Onaha." Scott and Gordon replied in sync. It was no secret that Onaha scared the Tracy Kids. That's why they usually steered clear of the kitchen whenever they could.
"Scott, go wash your hair." Jeff said, making the eldest son run off before he could get shouted at anymore. "Gordon, go clean Thunderbird 1."
"Why me?" He whined, but stopped when he saw the look he was given. "Yes Dad." He said, walking out of the room.
"Sorry Onaha. I didn't expect them to go into the kitchen." Jeff said, but the woman just smiled at him.
"It's ok Jeff." She said, before looking at the boys. "No pranks in the kitchen! Is that understood?"
"Yes Onaha." The 2 replied as she walked back into the kitchen. Alan ran out to the pool deck, seeing Fermat sat there with Tintin, while Jeff helped Virgil with the bags.
"You guys ready for the reunion?" He asked.
"Nope. But I'm taking precautions." Virgil replied as they put the bags into the right rooms. Jeff just raised his eyebrow. "I've made sure that everyone going knows that Alan is underage at the they are not to give him anything alcoholic, I've rang the bartender and told him that all of Scott and Gordon's drinks need to be non-alcoholic. I am putting John on Evie duty, making sure she doesn't sprout a tail and that he doesn't flirt and I am confiscating her gun."
"Good job son." Jeff laughed before going into his office. He had just sat down when he received a video call from Thunderbird 5. "Hi John. What's up?"
"Well, you know how I can monitor anything and everything from up here?" He asked, making Jeff nod. "Well, ever since my first day up here, I've been keeping an eye on Richard Smith." Jeff's eyes narrowed at the name.
"John. I told you that no one is to have anything to do with that man." He said.
"I know, but he's been transferred." John said.
"Unless he is being transferred to the Island, then I don't want to know." Jeff snapped.
"He's being transferred to the same prison as the Hood!" He yelled, making Jeff freeze. "He was put on the plane with a police escort."
"Are you sure?" He asked.
"Yeah. What do you want to tell Evie?" John asked, leaning back in his chair.
"Nothing. She is not to know." He said, making John sigh.
"Dad, she is a federal agent with very high clearance. She is going to find out sooner or later." He tried to reason, knowing how angry his sister will be when she finds out they kept it from her.
"I choose later." Jeff replied. "I don't want to worry her over something that could be nothing."
"Nothing? Dad, 2 people who hate our guts more than anyone in the world are going to be in the same place! Factor in that one of them had crazy mind powers…" John trailed off, knowing he had got his point across.
"I know son, but the possibility that they will meet is very slim. The Hood is only allowed out of his cell for 5 minutes a week, and even then he is separated from the other prisoners." Jeff replied. "Please John, don't mention it to her."
"Ok. I won't say anything to her. But if she brings it up, I won't lie." He replied.
"I wouldn't expect you to." Jeff said with a smile. "I'll talk to you later." He ended the call and sighed. Things just got more complicated.
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1 week later.
"Base from Thunderbird 1. Ready for launch." Evie said into her earpiece from the co-pilot seat next to Scott.
"FAB Thunderbird 1. Thunderbird 2 is already in the air." Tintin replied, manning the command and control desk.
"See Speed. You take your time and Bug gets ahead of us." Scott said as the pool started to retract. "Set retros. Lift off."
"Not everything is a competition Fly-Boy." Evie commented as they levelled off and gained speed. "And besides, we can easily catch them up." The 2 shared a smile before pushing the 'bird as fast as she could go.
"And you say I speed." Alan muttered from his seat behind Scott.
"But the difference is that we don't break anything when we land." Scott shot back, making the youngest Tracy blush.
"ETA to LA is 30 minutes." He said, changing the conversation.
"FAB." They laughed as they pulled alongside Thunderbird 2. Evie opened the comms link in her earpiece so she could talk to them.
"Thunderbird 2 from Thunderbird 1. Last pilot to LA is designated driver." She said, making Scott laugh.
"That's not fair!" Virgil replied from the pilot seat in his 'bird. Jeff shook his head from the seat to the left. "You're in the faster 'bird!"
"Not my fault Bug. You chose that tank." Scott replied with a smirk, knowing exactly what buttons he was pushing.
"My 'bird is not a tank! I will race you the rest of the way! Last pilot's driving." He said, pushing his 'bird as fast as it would go.
Scott laughed at looked at Evie. "Let's hit it Female Thunder." He said. They sped up, but were still only going a fraction of the speed the 'bird could do.
"Don't we have a driver that's taking us to and from the reunion?" Alan asked, his brow furrowed.
"Yeah, but Bug doesn't know that." Evie laughed, making the youngest Tracy laugh.
They landed at the private air strip moments later and laughed when Virgil landed next to the 5 minutes later.
"I hate you." He said, walking up to them in his normal clothes, his bag in his hand.
"Someone's a sore loser." Alan commented, earning a slap around the back of his head.
"That's enough. Let's get to the hotel." Jeff said as they all climbed into the car. The journey to the hotel was loud and ended in Gordon having his feet surrounded in Jelly, which he didn't see until he tried to stand up. They all got their bags to their suite and agreed to leave at 6 for the reunion. Virgil and Evie decided to take a walk along the beach to relax.
"I can't believe we're doing this." Virgil said, kicking some sand.
"Suck it up. We're here, might as well deal with it." She replied.
"STOP!" They spun around to see a man running towards them, 2 other men chasing him.
"I'll be right back." Evie said, running towards where the man was running to. As he was getting close, she stuck her leg out and swept his from under him, making him fall face first into the sand where she pulled her gun out and pointed it at him. "The man said stop." She said.
"Well, if it isn't special agent Evelyn Tracy." One of the men said as they stopped in front of her. "To what do we owe the pleasure?"
"Well, special agent G Callen." She replied as Virgil walked over. "I'm just doing your job. No need to thank me."
"I wasn't going to." G replied as he cuffed the man and stood him up.
"Really? Because I just caught your suspect for you and saved you from having to chase him all the way up the beach. We all know those breakfast burritos don't taste as nice coming up." She replied with a huge smirk.
"Now you're confusing me with Kensi." He said with a laugh.
"Nice to see you again Evie." The other man said with a smile.
"You too Sam." She replied. "This is my twin, Virgil. Virge, these are special agents Sam Hanna and G Callen. They work for NCIS here in LA." She said, watching as they shook hands.
"So, what brings the 2 of you to LA?" Sam asked as they started walking towards his car.
"High school reunion. Apparently there was nowhere else to hold it." Virgil said.
"That and the woman who organized it lives in LA and is too lazy to find a place closer to the majority of our class." Evie commented.
"Fair enough." G said as they reached Sam's challenger. He shoved the suspect in the back and turned to face Evie. "You got time to see the guys? We could use an extra hand."
"Sorry. Got to get back to the hotel. And I think chasing down your suspect gave you enough help, don't you think." She replied with a smile.
"Touché." He replied with a laugh. "See you later." They climbed into the car as Evie and Virgil walked back in the direction they came in.
"They're nice guys." Virgil commented as they walked towards the hotel.
"Yeah, they are." She said, trying not to look behind her.
"G seems nice." He said.
"Where are you going with this?" She asked, stopping and turning to face him.
"Nowhere!" He insisted, but backed down when he saw the look she gave him. "You just seemed a little friendly. And you were flirting."
"That was not flirting! That was him being an ass." She said, feeling her cheeks heat up.
"Sure." He said. She huffed and started walking again. "Does he know about the family business?" He asked, knowing she would know what he was talking about.
"No." She replied, not looking at him.
"Why not? I thought the whole of NCIS knew." He said as they walked into the hotel.
"Only a few people know." She said, stepping into the lift.
"Why?" He asked. When she didn't answer, he decided to drop it. They separated into their own rooms to get ready for the night and Evie sighed once she shut her door. She just hoped that she didn't run into Callen again, Virgil would interrogate her.
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"You guys ready?" Scott asked, walking out of his room to see his brothers stood in the main room in their suits, all of their bow ties undone. "You guys too?" He asked.
"Yep. And Dad's already left." John replied, realising that none of them knew how to tie the bow ties. "Can Evie do them?"
"Evie?" Scott yelled towards her room.
"Give me a minute." She shouted back. Less than a minute later, she walked out of her room in a floor length, strapless light blue ball gown with gems along the bust and a flowing chiffon skirt. Her hair was in loose ringlets with a few curls pinned back by a blue flower grip. Her silver high heels were just visible from under her dress.
"Wow. You look amazing." Virgil said, looking at his twin.
"Thanks." She blushed as she put her silver clutch bag on the table before looking up at her brothers with an amused smirk. "None of you know how to tie the bow ties, do you?" She asked, laughing as they all dropped their heads. "Come here." She said, they all walked up to her and she quickly tied each of their bow ties perfectly before grabbing her bag and putting her phone in it.
"How did you learn to do that?" Alan asked her as they walked towards the lift.
"Some undercover ops require us to get dressed up, and some of the boys don't know how to tie a bow tie, so I had to learn quickly as they had a habit of 'accidently' undoing them." She replied. They went out to the limo that their Dad had hired for them, much to Virgil's shock since he thought he was driving. Evie had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach as she climbed into the limo. She knew that something wasn't right, but could only hope that nothing bad would happen.
Here you go guys. This was originally 2 chapters, but I turned it into 1 when I saw how short each chapter was. I am going to try and make the rest around the same length.
Please let me know what you think.
Emma