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Are you sitting at the edge of your seats? Are you waiting to see what happens?

Friends in high places

He is not alone

Alan had seen the submarine heading towards his position and decided to manoeuvre his way through the hole in the ship to the other side, he decided that radio silence was necessary for him to stay unseen or as safe as possible.

He was not sure if the small sub approaching was a good thing and he had no desires on being hit by what ever had made the hole he was moving through at that very moment.

As Alan emerged from the other side of the ship, the submarine had reached the side that Alan had just moved away from and was monitoring the area looking for the small yellow Thunderbird submarine.

"Thunderbird 4 calling Thunderbird 2 please respond" Alan decided to break radio silence and try and get out of there.

"We hear you loud and clear, what took you so long son?" asked Jeff with a worry starting to disappear from his face.

"I saw a submarine heading towards me and decided to move out of its way" Answered Alan.

"If you surface now, we will retrieve you from the water" Jeff replied.

"Ok surfacing now!" Alan replied as he began to move the small sub up to the surface.

Thunderbird 2 started to move into position to pick up the small thunderbird submarine, as they did this they were unaware of the other submarine moving round to the front of the damaged ship and positioning itself to fire upon the thunderbirds.

John was watching all that was happening from Thunderbird 5 and had spotted the submarine moving to the front of the ship, he was not sure if they would fire upon Thunderbird 4 with his youngest brother or Thunderbird 2 with his father and two of his younger brothers. He pondered and thought about it and finally decided to talk to his older brother Scott in Thunderbird 1.

"Thunderbird 1, can you manoeuvre yourself to the Bow (back) end of the ship facing inwards and have a 5 meter gap between you and the ship itself" this was more of a order than a request from John.

"F.A.B. Thunderbird 5" Scott did so with out question.

John had strategically placed Scott facing the unknown submarine so, he was a greater threat than Thunderbird 2 and 4 would be and this would help his father to pick up Thunderbird 4 and get Alan to safety. When Thunderbird 4 was safely aboard Thunderbird 2, they steadily moved away from the ship and could that the navy ship that was sent, was now heading over to pick up any survivors.

"This is Thunderbird 5 calling the assisting fighter planes and the navy vessel." John paused for a breath before continuing. "I urge you to take extreme caution when approaching the damaged ship, there is a small submarine at the stern (front) of the ship and we can not confirm if it is friendly!"

"Well that just makes my trip all the worth while" this came from one of the fighter jets. When Scott and Jeff heard this voice they both looked up and out of their windows, as they knew who they were talking to.

"You can talk Pearl, I was watching a really good Volleyball match when we were called away!" This came from the second fighter jet.

"You and your Volley ball, Astin my dear boy will you ever learn that Racing is a real mans sport?" Replied Pearl to his partner's remark.

"So you haven't seen the nurses play volleyball then? Because that's a real sight!" Astin replied trying to tell all the interest he has for the sport and its players.

Scott sat there in an almost stationary position and could not help but smile at the banter coming from these two pilots, that reminded him of the good old days, when he and Pearl were trying to sound like the know it all.

Scott looked out of his window and saw Thunderbird 2 next to him and waved at his dad and brothers who were looking at him. He could see the look on his dad's face, that same look he saw every time Scott and Pearl were together and Scott knew, even though he was not close enough to see, that his father was shaking his head.

In Thunderbird 2

"Was Scott like this when he was in the air force dad?" asked Gordon.

"Yes, and him and Pearl over there were the top two pilots!" He replied filling in his sons about their older brothers past.

"Did Scott like Volleyball?" asked Alan with a distant look on his face, picturing nurses playing volleyball.

"What do you think?" said Gordon.

"As I recall" butted in Virgil "it was Scott who introduced us to the sport"

"I think he got a lot of tips from the nurses team!" Laughed Gordon.

"How did John get so good as well then?" Asked Alan looking slightly confused.

"I don't think this is the time and the place to be discussing this lads we do have a mission here you know!" Said Jeff and with that they all took a seat ready for action.

Alarms started to go off in all four of the aircraft, buzzing and beeping as well as multicoloured lights blinking on and off, something was wrong and they only had seconds to figure out what it was.

"The submarine has fired a missile!" This came from John as he could see what was happening from an overall view using the thermal imaging system.

All four of the aircraft moved their position and the missile shot out of the water, it headed toward Thunderbird 1 and was pretty fast, Scott rolled his craft to the side and the missile narrowly missed his right wing and continued to go up into the air.

"That was a close call, Thunderbird 1" said Jeff as he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Nothing I couldn't handle Dad" he replied as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Nice manoeuvring dude!" Exclaimed Pearl "What speed can you get up to in that beauty?" he asked.

"15,000 miles an hour" replied Scott quite proud of his Thunderbird.

"Cool and what about the lean, green flying machine over there?" he replied seeming quite interested in these great aircraft in front of him.

"5700 miles an hour" Said Jeff trying to make sure they didn't lapse into one of their old banters.

"And don't forget you've got an extra 300 tonnes of weight than mine, so you are a bit slow on the start!" Scott said this and knew his father would have a thing or two to say to him when they got home.

"Thunderbird 5 what's the situation with the submarine?" asked Jeff not forgetting the reason they were there.

"The submarine has dived down and I am no longer able to" there was a slight pause as his attention was drawn to something on the screen. "Track it" He finished.

"Why the slight pause in the sentence son?" Asked Jeff as he knew something was bothering John up there.

"Erm....I Think we have a problem.....Oh my..." John didn't finish his sentence as he frantically tried to double check what he was looking at.

"John what is it?" This came from both Jeff and Scott.

"THE MISSILE IS HEAT SEEKING AND ITS HEADING BACK YOUR WAY!"