A/N: Since this is the last chapter, I'd like to say a special thank you to Becca T, Lady Viva, Lemur3402, Clark959, Meredith Paris, Crystal, Mrsgordontracy, The Rabid Kookaburra, Shaz1, Mad-Friend, jeanster, Cha-Cha, HyperCaz and ctymose for reviewing my story. And thanks to my beta-readers.

Disclaimer: You know how it goes. I don't own any of them, etc, etc. Even though I wish that I had the powers. After the story ends, I'm returning the boys, so that they can carry on rescuing (until another author uses them) and I'm returning the Charmed one's, along with their spells and powers so that they can continue fighting evil.

Ok on with the final chapter.

Epilogue

A week later.

Halliwell manor 2003.

Phoebe ran down the stairs as a clap of thunder was heard outside. If she didn't get out of the house in the next 10 minutes, she would be late for work again. And with the rain outside, there would definitely be traffic on the road. Phoebe hurried into the kitchen and poured herself a mug of coffee.

Piper watched her rushing sister with amusement as she fed her son, Wyatt. "Late again?"

"Uh huh."

"I thought that you were going to be working from home today?"

"Nuh uh. Got a meeting today. We're going to be talking about our new boss who is going to be taking over the newspaper." Phoebe explained. She looked around the kitchen. "Where's Paige?"

"She's in the living room finishing her drawings."

Phoebe kissed her nephew good morning. "Do you know what the drawings are of yet?"

"Nope."

Phoebe left Piper to seek out her youngest sister. She crept up and peered over her shoulder. "Wow, those are amazing, Paige."

Paige jumped and covered her creations. Once she realised that it was too late, she uncovered them and continued. "You were meant to wait until I had finished. And aren't you going to be late for work?"

"Well I couldn't wait to see them. And what's a couple of minutes. Elise will just shout at me, look disappointed and then let me continue with my... " Phoebe was interrupted by the door bell. She looked at her watch. "Who could that be?"

"Maybe it's your boss Elise making a house call so that she can tell you off." Paige joked.

Phoebe ran to the door and opened it. Outside, a man stood under his umbrella as he held onto his child.

"Hi, I'm Jeff Tracy. I received a phone call the other day about my wallet. I've come to collect it." He said in a husky voice. "I'm sorry that I couldn't come to get it at an earlier date, but I've been tied up."

"Erm its ok sir. I'll just go and get it." Phoebe couldn't believe how much Jeff and Scott looked alike. "Would you like to come in out of the rain?

Jeff thanked her and entered the house. Phoebe smiled at the little boy, who smiled back sweetly. He looked at the interior of the house. "Wow, you have a big house." He suddenly said.

Phoebe crouched down in front of the little boy. "Thanks. It's been in our family for a long time." She stood up and led Jeff to the living room, where her sister was drawing, before heading to the kitchen to retrieve Jeff's wallet from the drawer below the phone.

The little boy looked at Paige's drawings. "Wow, those are really good."

Paige looked at him, thanked him and smiled, before continuing with her work.

It wasn't long until Phoebe reappeared with Jeff's wallet. She saw how fascinated the little boy was with the one of the finished drawings. She smiled at him after handing Jeff back the wallet. "Do you like the drawings?"

The boy quickly looked at Phoebe and nodded before looking back at the drawing.

Phoebe whispered something to Paige and picked up one of the papers. She handed it to the boy who accepted it with a big smile.

Tracy Island 2027

Scott spun around against the wall to face the lounge. "Hi Father."

"Hi Scott." Jeff greeted his son. "How was the mission?"

"A complete success. It would have been easier without the bad weather though." Scott shivered in his wet uniform.

"You better get cleaned up and dried off before you catch a cold."

"Yes sir." Scott answered as he walked towards his room. As soon as he got there, he took off his boots, sash and shirt before walking towards his desk. He looked up at he framed picture hanging above it. He remembered that after receiving the picture, he told his father that he would take extra special care of it.

Scott ran his hand over the wings on the picture. He couldn't believe how close to detail it was.

He was glad that Brains and his father referred to the picture when they were designing the Thunderbirds. Scott smiled as he looked once more at the original picture of Thunderbird 1 before going to have his shower.

The End

A/N: Thank you to those who have read my fic, reviewed it and waited patiently for me to get new chapters up. Also I'd like to thank my beta readers, TheCaptain3 and Lady Viva for their help. I hope that you all enjoyed my story. Please review.