I'm so sorry guys! I know I said I'd have this up by the end of the year, but RL and writers block are a pain. I hope this is ok? Gonna start to progress a bit now.

Thank you for all the reviews and kicks up the arse to get something up!

Enjoy! Oh! Don't forget! I've altered a few bits on the other chapters and please let me know if anything doesn't make sense - I'll endeavour to correct any mistakes!

Keep Flying! Xxx

Chapter 10

"Mobile Control to Thunderbird 5, come in John!"

Scott Tracy poured over the data coming into his station. Search teams which had been sent out to recover trapped campers were slowly returning to the base camp, at the school.

Unfortunately he had not been able to pick up any signal from his brothers trapped vehicle. The Gps signal was either being blocked or the device had been destroyed in the fall. He had also tried to triangulate the radio signal from the 2way radio, but again the signal was not strong enough to get an accurate location.

"Thunderbird 5! Reading you mobile control" came his blonde brothers reply.

"John is their any update? Ground stability? Virgil? The kids?"

"I've just had a report from the geology department, the ground should be stable enough to send out a light pod and start searching"

"Right! I'll send Opt 4 and 5 right out! And Virgil? The kids?"

"Sounds like the kids have some cuts, bumps and bruises. It's Virgil I'm worried about. From the sounds of his injuries, he's lost a lot of blood and is pinned down! We have to hurry Scott!"

"Did you get that guys!?" Scott said into the open com.

"FAB mobile control! Deploying Pod Explorer and Rescue in t-minus 1 minute" Alan reported

"Any luck pin pointing their location John?" Asked Gordon as the last of the attachments connected to the yellow rescue modules.

"Not yet! The rocks are scrambling both the signals from the gps and radio! I can't get a fix!"

"Looks like we're gonna have to do this the old fashioned way boys" came their fathers voice "Alan I'll come with you! We'll start a grid search pattern! Scott stay here and try to get ahold of Virgil, we'll need them to keep an ear out for the pods! John keep trying to get a location!"

A series of FAB's was heard over the cons as the bothers Immobilised.

TBTBTBTBTBTBTBTBTBTBTBTBTBT TBTBTB

Melanie looked over at her father. He hadn't moved for a while, his eyes were closed and she was getting worried. She leaned over and felt for his pulse. It was getting weaker.

Her younger brother and sister had been thankfully quiet. Ben was fiddling with something in the back, while Evie had snuggled herself into her older sisters lap and was dozing with the stuffed bear Mel had found under one of the seats.

'International Rescue to Ranger Travis? Come in Ranger Travis?"

The 9 year old jumped as the radio came to life, jostling her youngest sibling. Grabbing the devise the young girl pressed the button and spoke into the radio.

"This is Melaine Travis! Help! My Dads not moved for a while!"

"Ok Melaine! We are on our way! we don't know exactly where you are, so I need you to listen out for our Rescue Pods and tell me when you hear them, Can you do that for me?"

"Yes Sir!"

"Good girl! Now are you ok? How are your Brother and Sister doing?"

"We're good Sir! Ben is playing with something and Evie is sat with me...

"And Teddy!" Interrupted the little girl "youse not John? sound different? Who you?"

"I'm Opt 1! I run Mobile Control!" Came the reply.

Mel almost laughed at the puzzled look on her sisters face. The little girl trying to make sense of the answer given to her.

"That no name! What name? Like John! Want to speak to John! He nice! He tell name! And got 4 brothers! Like daddy! Do you have brothers?" Evie spoke back into the radio. Mel was confused herself now? 'Who was John?' Was he who Dad was speaking too earlier? How did Evie know his name? The other IR operative?

A hesitant chuckle was heard before an answer came through "My name is Scott, John is a bit busy at the moment, so he can't talk to you right now! But can you help your sister and listen for the rescue pods?"

"S'ott? Yes! I helps!" And then as an after thought, she repeated "And brothers? Do'se you have a brother, S'ott?"

"I have 4 brothers!"

"YEAH! Just Like Daddy!" The little girl cheered.

"E...noooo so loud! Daddy has a headache!" Came the slight slur from semi-conscious adult.

"Daddy! Mis'er S'ott, said he coming!"

"Hmmmm! Not the smother brother'" Mel caught her father mumble before he dropped back into oblivion.

"Melanie? Did your father just wake up?"

"Yes Sir! But he's out again!" The oldest child replied. Her fathers last sentence had the inquisitive child thinking.

"Ok! Just keep an ear out and listen for the pods! We'll be as quick as we can!"