A/N: Here's the next chapter for my lovely little reviewers...this one is a little sexy near the end - nothing too smutty but pre marital activities are implied! Avert thyne eyes kiddies! I kinda think Sophia is a slut...you'll understand why!

Peanuts107 - Rachel, you crack me up. You really do make me laugh...thank you for my lovely review m'dear and sorry for not murdering Gordon in cold blood...maybe in later chapters! ;o)

Thunderbird-Shrapnel, Fran Lavery and pepsemaxke - As always, thank you, thank you, thank you. I'm really enjoying writing this, I thought it would just fizzle out and be deleted!

As predicted, a tropical storm ravished Tracy Island later in the afternoon. The winds weren't too strong but the rain was fast and heavy, making outdoor activities impossible.

This resulted in everyone stuck inside the house to drive one another crazy. John wasn't talking to Scott, Gordon wasn't talking to Virgil and nobody was talking to Alan. Sophia decided it was in her best interests to stay in her room and read a book whilst the hyper activeness of the five brothers died down.

By the request then the order of Jeff Tracy, Scott was to return John to Thunderbird Five using his prized Thunderbird One and Sophia, who had ventured from her room, believed John wouldn't make it to Thunderbird Five because Scott looked ready to hurt him. A lot.

Jeff was returning back to mainland with Kyrano and Onaha for supplies which meant Sophia, Virgil, Alan and Gordon were to be left to their own devices.

- - -

"I have never, ever seen rain like this before!" Sophia exclaimed, entering Virgil's bedroom later that night.

Virgil looked up from writing in his journal and closed it quickly, tucking it safely away in his desk drawer which he was seated at.

"Bored?" He asked, leaning back in his chair and stretching up, yawning richly.

"Yes. Very," Sophia admitted, flopping down onto Virgil's bed which was adjacent to his desk. Virgil swivelled around in his chair to face her, stretching his legs out in front of him.

Sophia mimicked him, stretching out her bare legs and wiggling her toes.

"Do you want to do something?" Virgil offered. Since their little chat this morning, he had felt extremely relaxed around Sophia which he was glad for. She was after all, human.

"Like?" Sophia replied, looking up from the floor to him.

"Um...?" Virgil didn't actually know what they would do, except talk or...

"Have you got a chess set?" Sophia asked mildly.

"Sure, I think John has one. Can you play?" Virgil replied, taken slightly aback about her choice of activity.

"Yes. Can you?" Sophia replied, cocking a golden eyebrow.

Virgil didn't reply, he simply forced himself out of his chair and with a wry smile, left the room presumably to get John's chess set.

"White or black?" Virgil asked, returning to the room a few minutes later, carrying the said chess set and getting onto his bed and facing Sophia.

"By the looks of it John has had this for some time. The white pieces are practically yellow and we all know how I like yellow," Sophia said with a smile, scooping the white pieces from the board and setting them up expertly.

Virgil looked up at Sophia with a smile and just shook his head. Only a mere few days ago Sophia had talked Kyrano into painting her bedroom yellow for her and Onaha into dying her white voile drapes the matching shade. Sophia certainly had her older sister's knack for sweet talk.

"Ladies first," Virgil said politely, indicating that Sophia could have the first turn with his hand when they were set up.

Sophia made her move quickly and confidently then leant back to wait for Virgil. They were both cross legged on his bed with the board between them.

"Do you miss your boyfriend?" Virgil asked conversationally as he made his move.

"Haven't got one to miss," Sophia replied lightly, taking her turn and scratching her forearm absently. "How about you? Have you got a lovely lady?"

"No time," Virgil replied somewhat bitterly. Sophia noted the tone of resentment in his voice. "Plus there are certainly no females lurking on Tracy Island, Scott made sure of that many years ago."

Sophia smiled, mainly because she was unsure how to react. The pair remained quiet for a while, silently taking their turns.

"So," Virgil said, breaking the silence as he claimed one of Sophia's pawns. "As you have no boyfriend, what do you look for? If you were thinking of getting one?"

Sophia looked up him, bemused at his boldness and as she swiped one of his pieces off the board, she took a breath to reply.

"Broad shoulders."

"That's it?" Virgil replied at once.

"No!" Sophia remarked defensively. "Let me finish. Broad shoulders, strong arms. Nice smile, good teeth. Nice personality, good dress sense. And being rich would help I suppose," Sophia added with a small smile.

"Don't want too much, do you?" Virgil replied, as Sophia went from one extreme to the other.

"Your turn," Sophia said, looking at him patiently.

"Well, I like girls who can have fun and who are just nice, y'know? Petite, cute smile...blonde," Virgil added giving Sophia's loose blonde mass a significant glance.

Blushing nervously, Sophia accidentally knocked over some of her pieces over, spoiling the game.

"Um, it's getting late. I better go," Sophia said quickly, feeling her face grow hotter through her clumsiness.

"Yeah," Virgil replied uneasily, getting up from his bed. Sophia lifted the board from the bed and went to place it on Virgil's desk but as she began to walk, the King fell off the board.

"Here," Virgil said, after stooping to pick it up. As he passed it to Sophia and their fingers brushed, a fork of lightning lit up Virgil's room followed by an almighty crack of thunder.

Sophia gripped Virgil's wrist in shock of the noise but quickly let it go again, remembering herself.

"Sorry," Sophia mumbled, giving him a nervous smile.

"You're scared of thunder?" Virgil asked, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

"No!" Sophia replied defensively but yelped out in shock once again as another crack threatened the Island. Sophia found herself gripping Virgil's fore arms tightly.

Without rhyme or reason, Virgil slowly lifted his arm and placed his hand on Sophia's bare shoulder, feeling the soft material of her yellow vest straps.

Sophia looked up at him slowly, as Virgil moved his hand from her shoulder to her neck making her tingle all over from his touch.

Virgil ran his thumb along Sophia's jaw line and she tilted her head down so his thumb was pressed against her lips which felt soft to his touch.

Although he was nervous, Virgil bent his head and met Sophia's lips with his own. She parted her mouth and the kiss deepened.

Sophia took a tiny step forward and wrapped her arms around Virgil's neck as their kiss continued. Her heart was hammering against her rib cage but she really didn't care.

Virgil allowed his hands to fall down her back and settle just above her waist. He pulled Sophia into him a little more, which made his eyes screw up momentarily.

Sophia pulled away from the kiss, making Virgil snap his eyes open in curiosity. She dropped her arms to their sides and took the hem of Virgil's t-shirt between her forefingers and thumbs.

She looked up at him as if to see if what she was about to do was ok. Virgil nodded ever so slightly and Sophia proceeded to pull his t-shirt from over his head.

She discarded it on the floor and looked back to him, placing her hands on his newly bare shoulders.

"Broad shoulders," Sophia murmured, smiling.

"Cute smile," Virgil replied hoarsely and mimicked Sophia, taking the hem of her top and pulling it over her head.

"Strong arms," Sophia continued, as Virgil threw her top on top of his own.

"Blonde," Virgil said, taking a piece of Sophia's hair that was spread over her shoulders and wrapping it around his finger.

She closed her eyes wistfully and felt Virgil against her mouth once more. Their skin touched as the rain lashed at the windows.

Sophia found her hands at the waistband of Virgil's jeans and tugged the buttons open. They dropped to the floor and Virgil kicked them off his feet as Sophia allowed him to ease her denim skirt over her hips which also fell to the floor.

Holding her shoulders, Virgil pushed Sophia over to his bed where she found the bed was closer than first thought, making her knees buckle against the mattress and resulted in her falling onto his bed roughly.

Sophia looked up at Virgil and tossing her hair over her shoulders, she reached up with one hand and unclipped her bra with complete ease. Tossing it on the growing pile of clothes, Sophia looked up at Virgil expectantly.

Quite taken aback by this revelation, Virgil darted to his open door and closed it swiftly.

Virgil was incredibly nervous now, and knew Sophia felt the same. He just hoped she felt the same about the other things Virgil did.

Virgil sat down next to Sophia on his bed and Sophia felt the mattress sink slightly under his weight. Giving each other a nervous smile they slowly resumed their kiss as Sophia laid down, pulling Virgil down with her.

Virgil began kissing Sophia's neck carefully, making her shiver even though the heat was almost unbearable. She could feel the sheen of sweat on Virgil's forehead against her skin as he moved from her neck and down her collarbone.

Virgil took his time, as he certainly didn't want to rush through this activity.

- - -

"Hey," Alan said, looking up from the book he was reading in the living room. "Where's Sophia? Come to think of it, where did Virgil get to?"

As he went to get up, Gordon who was sitting next to him caught his wrist.

"Sit down kiddo," He said simply, giving Alan a significant look. "Leave them alone."

"Why do you say it as if they're together?" Alan replied, furrowing his brow.

"Just sit down," Gordon said with a weary sigh and went back to filling out forms.

"Oh Lord," Alan exclaimed, finally catching on and flopping back down next to his older brother.