Disclaimer: If I owned the Thunderbirds I would be a millionaire. Since I'm not I guess I don't own them.

Author's Note: What do you know? I have a new chapter out within a week or so of the first. Blame school holidays. They did it to me.

Shall we begin?


Jeff's P.O.V

Tap.

I sent Virgil a look telling him to stop tapping.

Tap. Tap. He ignored me.

'Virgil.' I warned.

He looked over at me 'What else can I do?'

'Anything else. Just stop tapping!'

'Thunderbird One to…'

I cut in over Scott's voice. 'Did you get him?'

'Yes, I got him. He's out cold and he's freezing. But other than that he's okay.'

'I'll get Brains and Virgil to look over him when we get back. Are you out from under us?'

'In a sec I will be. Then you can start to lift the platform.'

'F.A.B'

'Oh and John?' I asked, knowing he would be listening in.

'Yes, Dad?'

'Tell Brains to be ready and waiting when we get back. I didn't like the sound of that thump'

'F.A.B'

I turned to Virgil, a huge smile on my face. 'Start lifting the platform. As soon as it's clear, we are outta here.'

The smile Virgil gave in return was as big as mine.


John's P.O.V

When I heard Scott say Alan was okay, I breathed a sigh of relief. When he told us Alan was out cold I decided to put the island on alert. That way, the infirmary would be ready for both Alan and Gordon.

What I had forgotten was that Fermat and Tin-Tin were with Brains at Command and Control. As soon as I appeared on screen they started attacking me with questions. Finally I managed to get them to get them to slow down.

'Is Alan okay?' Tin-Tin asked.

'He's out cold and very cold but other than that he's okay.'

'W-what about G-Gordon?' Fermat wondered.

'I don't know. All I know is he's not responding to radio calls. Brains, I need you to be ready. We'll be taking them straight down.'

'F.A.B'


Henry's P.O.V

I was cold.

Freezing cold. I wish those Thunderbird people would hurry up and get me out of here. Just as I thought that the platform began to rise again. I didn't think anything of it as it had done it before. Well, at least, I didn't think anything of it till I was just under the now open belly of Thunderbird Two.

As soon as the platform stopped, a man jumped aboard. His head had a helmet on it, unlike the Alan dude.

'Are you okay?' he asked.

'I'm fine. But the Thunderbird is out like a light.'

He nodded and then pointed me towards what looked like a hospital.

As I went, I looked back. He had bent down by his team memberand was about to remove his helmet. Sensing someone looking at him, he looked up. He got up and came over to me. Grabbing my arm, he came with me.

As he put me onto the bed, he talked to his watch telling someone to get down here. Someone named Virgil.


Virgil's P.O.V

I was turning Thunderbird Two towards Wollongong hospital when my wrist com came to life.

'Virgil, get down here!'

'What's wrong?'

'Just get down here.' With that, Dad signed off.

Confused, I put Two into a hover, and went down to sick bay.

T.B.C……


Author's Note: So what's wrong with Gordon? I actually know! But I'm not telling. But some of you may already know. I did hint to it…

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