Chapter 4 and I don't own the Thunderbirds nor do I own Sailor Moon. (Unless someone wants to give them to me for my birthday ^_^)

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One moment Amy was stepping through while waving back at her friends, the next she was 400 metres away from an island and floating in the South Pacific ocean.

She started the swim to the island. In any normal situation she wouldn't have had any problem with such a distance, but jumping from one dimension into another apparently used a lot of energy.

By the time she reached the beach she was exhausted and could do nothing more then lay there and sleep.

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Scott Tracy woke up from his slumber feeling angry at the world.

Not so long ago he and his family had been attacked by The Hood. This had almost cost them their secrecy; almost cost them their lives.

Just yesterday he had caught an army platoon trying to film inside his 'bird and follow him back to base after a mission. To make matters worse, it had been the same platoon he had just helped.

He had officially had enough of it. Why couldn't they all leave them alone? They saved lives almost every day; was it so hard to give them some privacy?

He decided to jog around the island to clear his head. If he stayed like this for breakfast he might snap at someone who didn't deserve it. He got up, dressed in his usual jogging gear: white shirt and black shorts, and was soon running through the jungle.

As he ran, he felt his annoyance drift away Taking a turn that led to a path he knew well, the young pilot started thinking about his brothers.

Alan would soon return to the island: Brains had left to get him and Fermat for their summer vacation. Scott knew that meant he and Virgil would have to watch their backs. Gordon and Alan together were a deadly combination. They would pull a prank at least every other day, and with John not here, the older brothers' pay-back wouldn't be as good as it could be. John had always been the brains behind the pranks. Even when he was on Thunderbird 5, Scott and Virgil would call and ask for his advice.

'John'

He hoped his brother would relax a bit while he was with Penny. Those nightmares he told Gordon about were probably the reason he lacked sleep, and it showed. He spoke even less then he used to and sometimes he looked as if his head was somewhere in space, together with the wreckage that used to be his 'bird.

Suddenly the oldest Tracy son noticed his feet weren't on the hard ground of the jungle anymore. He had reached the beach on the northern side of the island. Hardly any of the island's inhabitants ever came here. Now, however, a body was lying in the soft white sand. It was someone he didn't recognise. A girl.

His anger came back with a vengeance. How the hell had they found this place? And why was she here? She had to be another spy! No one ever came near this part of the ocean.

When he approached her she started to move, and got up; apparently she had been asleep. Noticing his shadow on the sand the dark-haired girl turned around and could only barely avoid his punch.

She woke up a little while later. It probably hadn't been very bright of her to fall asleep, but there was nothing she could have done with what little energy she had.

Quickly realizing her situation, the bluette got up so she could inspect the island and see if those so-called 'Thunderbirds' were there. Though still feeling drained, she decided she had to do this. After all, this was an important mission.

Looking down at the sand she noticed a shadow next to her own. Turning around she barely had time to move to the side before a strange man's fist shot past, millimetres from her head.

"Who the hell are you, and what are you doing here?"

'I can't let him know I can understand him, you never know when this might give me an advantage.'

"What are you talking about? What are you saying?"

He didn't really listen to her, just gave another punch. She dodged again.

This went on for a while, the guy attacked and she ducked and defended. She couldn't bring herself to attack him, there was too much concern and despair in his eyes, she just couldn't do it.

Suddenly she realised there was something else in his eyes too, something that didn't seem to belong there, but what exactly, she couldn't say.

The little bit of force she had left ran out quickly and then, while she held his fist in a attempt to stop him from attacking her, she felt herself faint and couldn't stop it anymore.

He wondered why she didn't fight back.

She kept ducking and shielding but never tried to land a hit on him. What was with this girl? Suddenly she held his hand and he got ready to feel a punch but instead she just let go.

He opened his eyes (when had he closed them?) and saw her lying on the sand out cold. It made him realise what he just had done, he had tried to hit a woman! He must have been out of his mind!

'If grandma hears about this, I'm dead.'

He had to admit it would have been better if he hadn't attacked her, but she was an intruder and he had no idea who she was. The more he thought about it, the more he realised he just didn't know why he attacked her. It seemed as if he had dreamed it all, but the body lying at his feet proved otherwise.

Since he couldn't find an answer to his questions he just sighed and reached for his communicator.

"Dad? Are you up yet?"

"I am Son, why? Is something wrong?"

"Not sure yet. I found an unconscious stranger on the beach and I have absolutely no idea how they got here." He started examining the surroundings.

"There's no ship nearby, nor is there a parachute or anything similar. It's a complete mystery."

The Tracy patriarch fell silent, staring at the business plan on the desk in front of him.Nothing like this had ever happened before in all the time they had lived here.

"Sir?"

"What is your position Scott?"

"I'm on the northern beach sir."

"Can you bring... whoever you've just found, here on your own, or do I need to send Gordon or Virgil to help you?"

"I'll manage on my own, Sir, but I think it would be best if you got Virgil to go to the med-room. A check up might be in order."

"Consider it done, Son. See you soon."

Scott broke the connection and looked at the girl again. She didn't appear heavy, he could carry her easily.

He lifted her in his arms and disappeared into the jungle. During the walk he couldn't help but glance at her face occasionally, she seemed so innocent, yet he didn't trust her. Who knew what her intentions were?

Jeff Tracy sat behind his desk recovering from the surprise. After another minute he finally got up and went back to the kitchen where he assumed he would find his two sons.

His assumption proved to be correct; when he entered the kitchen, both of his sons were sitting at the table, laughing and talking with Tintin.

"Virgil?"

"Yes, Father?"

"I need you to go and prepare the med-room. Your brother will get here soon and I want you to perform a check-up."

"Did something happen to him, Mr Tracy?"

"Don't worry Tintin, he's okay as far as I know, but he found someone out cold on the northern beach and asked me to let Virgil do a check-up. You never know, the young fellow might be injured, or sick. We can't take the risk, now can we?"

"An intruder? How is that possible? Our radar sees every ship and airplane in a five kilometre radius."

"I know Gordon, I'm asking myself that very same question. There was no parachute, nor has there been a ship near the island. Now Virgil could you please go to the Med-room like I asked you to?"

The young man shook himself out of his daze and got up right away.

"Yes Sir, sorry Sir"

They both went on their way and left Tintin and Gordon sitting there, looking like fish with their mouths open. A stranger got onto the island and they had no idea how. That had never happened before.

Virgil had the med-room ready and was sitting in a chair waiting nervously for Scott to come in. His father had asked to give him a full report when (Virgil) he was done.

Meanwhile Scott arrived at the villa and went straight to the med-room with the girl in his arms. He put her down on the bed and turned around to look at his younger brother.

"Ehm, Virg, why are you looking like you've seen a ghost?"

"I guess it's because you left out one little detail about the stranger."

"I did? What?" Scott asked confused.

In the kitchen Gordon had just taken a sip of his orange juice when he heard,

"IT'S A GIRL!!!!"

He choked on the juice and nearly spit it all out When he had recovered a little, he left the kitchen at a run . Half a minute later he entered the medical bay and saw that his brother was right.

"I can't believe it. A girl got onto the island and we didn't even notice?" Gordon whispered with his eyes wide open.

"Gordon stop staring, it's rude. Scott you better tell Dad, he thinks it's a guy and you know he doesn't like surprises. And can one of you get Tintin here? please?"

"Why do you need Tintin, Virg?"

"Because her clothes are still wet, she must have swum here or something. The examination bed won't work as it should with those on." His two brothers still didn't seem to understand his meaning. He sighed and explained even further.

"Someone needs to change her clothes, all of them! And I don't want a girl waking up while I'm taking off her clothes. I'll let Tintin handle that."

The two other pilots exchanged looks and blushed slightly before laughing at their brother whose own red face would have competed well with a tomato.

Mr. Tracy was again sitting at his desk. This time, however, he wasn't working, he was looking at the radar results from that night. Perhaps there had been a ship, but they hadn't heard the alarm? It seemed unlikely, but then again, how else would you explain the mysterious appearance of the guy on the island? He had just noticed something strange in the results when Scott knocked on the door.

"Sir, can I come in?"

"Of course Scott, what's the matter? Has Virgil finished checking the young man you found?"

Scott cleared his throat. "Ehm yes, about that Sir, I believe you misunderstood me, I never said it was a male I found, Sir."

"Oh so it's a girl then?"

"Yes Sir." The ex-astronaut started to walk around in circles, while Scott (was waiting) waited for an outburst of some kind. When none came he relaxed somewhat.

"Hmm, this could give us problems." Jeff said. He shook his head and looked back to his oldest son.

"Tell me, is she pretty?"

"E-excuse me Sir?"

"You heard me, did you find her attractive?"

Scott didn't know what to say. Honestly he hadn't paid any attention to that (fact) sort of thing. She didn't seem very special, except for the strange colour of her hair.

"Not particularly Sir. Just a girl like any other. The only thing that would (get) catch a man's attention about her is her hair colour."

"And what, pray tell, is so eye catching about it?"

"Well it's blue Sir. And it seems to be natural, as far as I can tell."

"I see. Indeed, not exactly a common colour."

This was the last thing both of them said for a while, until Scott suddenly said,

"Dad? How is John?"

The head of the Tracy family sighed deeply and shook his head slightly.

"I got a phone call from your Grandma not so long ago, she said he still has nightmares, but something is helping him overcome them. Something is getting him to smile again and no-one knows exactly what it is. It's another John mystery."

"That's strange, Gordon recently told me something about John's smile too. And something about him having girl trouble?"

Just as Jeff was going to reply, Virgil came in with the announcement that the check-up was done and that the girl would probably wake up soon.

"She had no injuries whatsoever. Just completely exhausted."

"Anything peculiar about her? Except the hair colour of course. Your brother already told me about that."

"No, nothing new, she seems Asiatic from what I can tell. Gordon's watching her, it didn't seem like a good idea to leave her alone right now."

Jeff nodded an affirmative and kept quiet.

The silence remained for a moment while they were pondering this mystery. Then it was broken by the sound of the radio.

"T-This is T-T-Tracy 1 calling Tracy I-I-island. Permission to l-l-land?"

The three of them smiled. Brains and the boys were back from school for the summer.

"Permission granted, Tracy 1. Welcome back you three."

"Thanks M-M-Mr. Tracy. I believe I have someone here who is pretty e-e-ex- anxious to see you guys."

The three Tracys weren't remotely surprised to hear that. Looking forward to seeing the sprout again, they started walking to the landing spot for Tracy 1.

He was having a nightmare again. She saw him lying there in bed, twisting and turning while tears were rolling over his cheeks. It had to be his worst one ever. He never cried before: shouted, yes, threw his sheets around too, but she had never seen his tears before.

It scared her truth be told, and she did something she had never done before. She sang.

When she was little, before her parents' divorce, whenever she had a nightmare her father would sing a song that would soothe her. Afterwards she would always have the best dreams.

So that's what she did now. She didn't have the finest voice of all the scouts, but she wasn't too bad and it was the thought that counted.

Amy began softly, her whispers already had a calming effect on him, as if they were a safety net, catching him right before he was going to hit the ground.

"Everybody needs to belong somewhere

Life can feel so alone without someone who cares

And when life becomes something just to get through

That's when I'm glad that I belong to you"

She raised her voice slightly when she noticed the positive effect it had on him.

"I belong to you, I belong to you

You're the one who will never let me down

Won't let me down

I belong to you. I belong to you"

He opened his eyes and saw her standing there. The fears of his dreams hadn't been forgotten, but she always made them seem more bearable, and when he heard the lines of what she was singing he couldn't help but smile.

"Sometimes life brings more pain than we can bear alone

When hope is gone and I have no strength to stand on my own

When nothing helps, there's nothing that I can do

You surround me and show me I belong to you"

When she saw that smile she knew that she wanted to keep these dreams for ever. He might just be a face from her past or even a figment of her imagination, but he was also someone who needed her support and she could not bear to leave him to fend for himself.

"I belong to you, I belong to you

You're the one who will never let me down

Won't let me down

I belong to you."

She hadn't expected to keep having these dreams on her mission, but she was glad she did. Now she would always have someone to feel safe with, even when she was surrounded with strangers, someone who was only a dream away. Even though they couldn't touch, his smile said more then a million words ever could.

"Love is gone there's no arms to run to anymore

I'm all alone there's no one for me to live for

Letting go of the things I've always clung to

That's when I need to feel that I belong to you"

He closed his eyes again, the soft smile still on his face and his thoughts all about the mysterious girl, but also about his mother.

"I belong to you, I belong to you

You're the one who will never let me down

Won't let me down"

She knelt down next to him and whispered softly into his ear:

"I belong to you"

It was the last thing he heard before he fell asleep again.

Amy opened her eyes to see a redheaded face grin at her. She wasn't used to anything like this, so she did the only thing she could think of:

Slap the guy, jump off the bed and stand ready to fight.

"Who the hell are you? Where am I? What have you done to me?" she yelled.

The guy looked confused at first, but then he looked her up and down and turned away quickly with a blush on his face.

She looked down to see why he was acting so strangely. Then she noticed that someone had undressed her during her unconsciousness.

The only thing covering her body had been the white sheet, had fallen down when she jumped off the bed.

Blushing like a maniac, she tied the sheet around her and screamed loudly:

"PERVERT!!!!!"

Okay I'm leaving it here. The song Amy sang was 'I belong to you'. It's either sung by Barlow Girl or Superchick. A great song (great bands too by the way,) but I don't own it.

Hope you guys liked the chapter and I would love some feedback.

I apologise for the long wait, but school was hell. Also I would like to say a huge thank you to my beta TheRimmerConnection. She rocks!