Hi! *Comes racing into the room and trips over a chair* Yeah, I am very clumsy! I found this amazing picture which says: I am not clumsy, it's just the floor hates me, the table and chairs are bullies and the wall gets in the way! Isn't that awesome? Lol. But I am over-excitable because my best friend/crush is back from holiday. He is amazing and always manages to cheer me up, cos I had a few family problems this week. *cringes*. But your wonderful reviews cheered me up no end so a massive thank you for that!

Kattfan12001: I'm glad you're enjoying the story! And I agree - Scott has no chance when Virgil is in medic mode! *grins*

Xenitha: Oh don't worry! I'm planning to be mean to a certain field commander! *grins evilly*

No one has come forward as a beta yet. Please? *puppy dog eyes* I am willing to write a Thunderbirds Christmas special for you! Actually, I am going to do that anyway, but I'll write another one for whoever cones forwards to beta? Oh come on - please?

Never mind! Here's the next chapter of Revenge, as promised. I am on time! *Gasps* I am AMAZING! Lol! Of course I'm not! *Grins*.

"Come on! Just a little further this way and a bit further forwards and," John grabbed the chocolate bar out of the air. "GOAL!"

"And the crowds go wild," Gordon muttered, but he was grinning at his older brother's antics. "Any news yet?"

John double checked the screens. "Nah, nothing yet. I can only assume everything's going to plan. All the same, I might give them a call in a minute or two just to double check."

At that moment the screen started flashing. "Aha! Here they are!" Answering the call, he found himself looking at Alan. "Greetings, Sprout! Murdered Mobile Control yet?"

"Hey!" Alan protested. "That was Gordon! And that was ages ago, anyway!"

John grinned at the screen. "If you say so..." Finding himself fixed with glares from both Alan and Gordon, he held up his hands in mock horror. "Geez, what is it with the death glares this morning?"

Alan rolled his eyes.

"Ah, well, we're just doing it 'cos we like to annoy you," Gordon announced cheerfully.

"Um, well, when you guys have finished talking about glares and any other random subjects, I've been asked to tell John that Virgil needs the co-ordinates so he can set a course in the Mole."

"Oh...damn. I meant to do that before." Turning on Gordon, he frowned at him.

"What?" The prankster demanded.

"Your time is up. Dad is closing in on you and from the look of him, you have pulled a prank." John mimicked a robot voice as he spotted Jeff coming into the Gym behind Gordon.

Gordon spun round to find himself effectively trapped in the Gym. "Oh...any ideas how I can escape?"

"Die?" Alan suggested.

"Grow wings and jump out the window?" John supplied.

Gordon raised an eyebrow at him. "Dude, you have eaten way too much chocolate."

"It is not physically possible to eat too much chocolate," John announced. "Now go away, the pair of you. I need to speak to Virgil."

"He's trying to get rid of us!" Gordon pretended to sob. "You wound me!"

John's fingers hovered over the end call button. "Ha ha, very funny. Now go away. You're distracting me. Go swim till your legs drop off or something."

Gordon and Alan ended their calls and John sat back to remember there was no gravity. Practically swimming through the air, something Gordon would have found hilarious, he managed to open a call.

"Thunderbird 5 to Mole, do you read me?"

"Loud and clear Johnny, do have the co-ordinates?"

"Sending them to you now," He replied, leaning over to press a button, but instead drifting away from the radio. "Oh this just sucks. When is someone going to come up and fix it for me?"

"Sorry, we decided it was high time you learnt not to have chocolate for breakfast!" Virgil chuckled through the radio. "I don't know actually. I thought Dad was meant to be taking 3 up to you with Brains so they could fix it?"

John shrugged. "Well they're sure taking their time. Take care by area 21 by the way, the tunnels there are on the verge of collapsing."

"Sure thing. Mole out."

John looked out at the earth below, hoping to see a red rocket heading towards him. "No such luck," he muttered aloud. As he floated into the air again, he swore loudly. "Oh crying out loud! Someone fix the bloomin' gravity!"

"Mobile Control to Firefly."

It took a whole minute for Scott to actually realise that he was being called. "Uh, yeah?" He answered, driving the Firefly forwards.

"I've got a stressed out Police Officer saying he's received a bomb threat and that we're to clear the area. What do you think? A hoax?"

Scott peered through the smoke catching sight of another flame. "Probably. No harm in scanning the area though. Ask John to check it out."

"FAB." Alan replied ending the transmission.

Scott drove the Firefly towards the shape in the distance, which was Mobile Control. "Okay, that's the fire out. Any word from V?"

"Nope, so I assume he's nearly there."

"I guess." Trying to block out the sirens of the emergency services, which really weren't doing much at all, Scott turned to face the tunnel. "I think I'm gonna head down there though. He'd be nearly there, anyway."

"Or we could both go down there?"

"Not a chance Allie. I know you want to play a more active role in this mission, but sorry, someone has to man Mobile Control."

"Why can't you?" Alan muttered.

"Cos he's the Field Commander?" Virgil's voice echoed through the radio. "Right, ready for you to come and see if you can get through to those miners yet, Scott."

"FAB." Turning to Alan he fixed him with a stern look. "Don't you even THINK about leaving Mobile Control and following me."

"You spoil all my fun," Alan joked. Turning serious again, he nodded. "I won't, I'm not so stupid as to face you in Smother Hen mode if I got hurt down there."

"Oh knock it off," Scott ruffled the youngest Tracy's hair, and Alan ducked away, glaring at him.

"What is it with you guys and the hair?" He complained. Scott grinned at him before heading down the tunnel.

It was still dark even with powerful lights that were built into the Mole. Virgil blinked trying to see further into the inky blackness. Jumping at a soft knock on the side of the Mole, he grinned sheepishly.

"Good job, the Terrible Two didn't see that," he whispered to himself as he let Scott in.

"Are you coming?" The field commander asked.

Virgil glanced round. "Nothing much left to do here, if I dig any further then the cave these miners are in will collapse. So yeah, I may as well come with you."

Scott nodded at him before climbing back out of the Mole. "Well they should be nearby according to the information Alan's sent me."

Virgil tapped on one of the rocks. "Hey, this one's hollow."

Scott crossed over to him. "The cave could be directly underneath us then."

"Hello?"

"Try Morse Code," Alan called through the radio.

"Seriously?" Virgil muttered. "Sorry kiddo, but they haven't got any lights to reply with."

The radio fell silent once more. Scott shone the torch around the rocks. "There! Look, there's a gap."

Virgil frowned. "That just seems too easy."

"I know, right? Never kind, it'll make the job quicker." Scott directed the beam of light into the gap. "Well here we go."

Alan counted to ten in his head before speaking once more to the Police Officer. "So, what you're saying is that, somewhere in these mines there might be a bomb that will blow up in ten minutes, but you don't know where it is and you don't even know if there is one, and you don't really know if it even is ten minutes it will explode in?"

The Police Officer met his gaze. "Yes."

"Right. And you're asking me, to evacuate the area in case something blows up."

"Yes."

Alan did nothing. The police officer looked at him expectantly. "Look, my surveys aren't picking up anything."

"That's because it's too far underground for them to pick it up!"

"International Rescue's equipment is highly advanced. Even if I couldn't 'pick it up' then our space station would."

"Thunderbird 5 to Mobile Control! Thunderbird 5 to Mobile Control."

The officer gave him a pointed look. Alan decided that if he wasn't careful, he was going to end up punching the officer.

"This is Mobile Control. Go ahead Thunderbird 5."

In the darkness of a cave, the red numbers flashed on the yellow box. 5:00 minutes left till detonation.

As red warning lights started flashing, John had finally fixed the Gravity. Falling to the ground, he clambered onto his chair and spun round to face the control panel. His fingers flew over the buttons as he struggled to figure out what his Thunderbird was telling him.

Finally having figured out what was going on, he felt cold. "Thunderbird 5 to Mobile Control. Thunderbird 5 to Mobile Control."

Tapping the floor impatiently with his foot he glared at the computer screen. "Come on Alan! What the hell is taking you so long?"

"This is Mobile Control. Go ahead Thunderbird 5."

"ALAN! WHY WEREN'T YOU REPLYING?"

"Sorry! Okay? I'm sorry. Now what's the problem?"

"Thunderbird 5's scanners are picking up some of sort of hazardous explosives below ground. In area 11."

"Like a bomb..."

"Yes. I guess it could be." Alarms wailing in his ears, John yelled into the radio: "Alan - get Scott and Virgil and get the hell out of there!"

There was only static as a reply.

Something was rumbling. Virgil spun around on the spot, shining his torch back where they'd come from.

"What the hell?" Scott muttered as the ground shook.

"Back to the Mole!" Virgil yelled, dashing back through the tunnel. As the rocks tumbled down around them, he launched himself through the air, skidding into the Mole.

Trying to calm his irregular breathing he turned to Scott. "Well that was close-" He broke off, realising his older brother was nowhere to be seen. "Scott! Scott!" The rocks were still crashing down and a series of explosions sent him scrambling back into the Mole.

The caves and tunnels around him collapsed, right on top of Scott.

Okay, I feel evil now. The girl of evil cliff-hangers is back! And any Scott fans who want to kill me? *ducks as bricks fly towards her* Sorry! *Gives evil laugh*. if it's any comfort, then I'm not letting the other Tracy's get away lightly either *holds up blanket protectively.*

I think I killed the mistakes, but they are probably there, smirking at me. *glares at any mistakes*

By the way, I don't know much about Morse Code, so sorry if it was possible for the supposed miners to reply without a light, by knocking or something.

So, what did you think? Please review! It would make me VERY happy! And no doubt my best friends would find it highly amusing to see me walking round with a goofy grin on my face!

The next update will be on Saturday. Okay? This Saturday coming. I'm planning to update once a week, so that will be...um...a chapter every Saturday! Aren't you lucky? Nah, I'm kidding. You definitely deserve it!

You guys are amazing!

See you soon with the next update!

Kat x.