CHAPTER 1.
This is my first attempt at writing Fan Fiction. In fact its not so much Fan Fiction as a recurring fantasy and as this involves Scott please be aware it is fairly Adult later on and very "girly" please do not read if you think you will be offended.
I obviously don't own Thunderbirds nor anything else for that matter, so please don't sue me ok.
I'M STILL WAITING.
It was a beautiful dress no doubt about it, she looked in the mirror in her Dressing Room, " I'm a cliché" she thought " the definition of a Nightclub Singer." but she had to admit the full length Black Sequin Dress clung to her curves (such as they were!) and she looked like a Million dollars.
Her hair was twisted and styled into a sophisticated up-do and carefully applied make-up added the finishing touch. She poured herself a glass of the Champagne that Marco always left in her Dressing Room when she sang there.
There was a knock at the door "come in" she said, not moving from the comfortable corner of the sofa she had just curled into, Marco came in and she stood to greet one of her oldest and dearest friends.
"you like the dress Honey?" "I love it Marco you are far too generous and have immaculate taste" " she replied, "You sing in my club, I want you to look like the top class act you are" She kissed his cheek. "you are a shameless flatterer Marco" she admonished him.
" Now is there anyone exciting in tonight?" " usual crowd" he answered " oh but do look out for Lady Penelope Creighton-Ward, she is here with two Gentlemen Ive not met before, although I do recognize the dark haired one, but I am not sure from where"
He stood to leave " Ten Minutes Darling, I will go and big you up as they say"
Backstage she drowned her remaining Butterflies with a few more sips of Champagne, She had decided on the old Diana Ross classic, I'm still waiting for her opening number little realising how significant this particular song would become to her.
Marco made her introduction and she began her song, smiling at the small group of "Admirers" who always took the front tables at her performances, " The Fan Club" as Marco dubbed them, she would go and have a drink with them later, they were always respectful and kind to her. The Stage had a Runway running down the centre and as she continued her song she made her way down, to the left of her, half way down, she caught the eye of Lady Penelope who she knew slightly and the Dark Haired Man Marco had mentioned , Jeff something, she thought she had met him briefly once before , she would go and say hello after her set, the younger man was looking at her intently although the positioning of the Stage Lights obscured his face.
Finishing her set she bowed slightly and threw kisses as she received her applause, she went and sat with her " Fan Club" and chatted pleasantly with them for a while afterwards she made her way over to see Marco who was now seated at Lady Penelope's Table, as she approached the three men stood up, Marco introduced her to the dark haired man, Jeff Tracy! that was it, she remembered he was the ex Astronaut who's Wife had died leaving him to bring up several children, he was a bit of a Mystery Man, but she liked him and judging by the way she looked at him, so did Lady Penelope. " And" said Jeff Tracy, " this is my Son Scott" She turned to face the man on her left and found herself looking into the most beautiful Green Eyes she had ever seen in her life and a smile that made her spine turn to jelly. She took the hand he offered her finding herself unable to let it go or break eye contact with him.
She suddenly became aware that the rest of the table were looking at them intently and she quickly sat down and let him get her a drink.
That was one of the last nights she ever sang in public and three months later she waited in her Apartment for Scott to come and pick her up, she was "going home" to meet the family.
Scott told her to pack light clothes which puzzled her as it was still Spring and still quite chilly out, she still did not know exactly where Scott lived exactly, but she knew they were going to fly there .
What she did not know was forty five minutes later they would be standing in a private airfield beside an expensive looking Jet that Scott was going to fly himself! " You actually expect me to get in that thing"? She asked him. "yes" smiled Scott, "and you, Scott Tracy, who takes cabs everywhere is going to fly this thing which, hey! By the way belongs to your Father?" "yep" he said, taking her bag and putting it into the hold. She got in beside him and and held her breath until the Jet was in the air.
She looked at him as if she could'nt quite believe it " so where are we going " she asked, "home" he said " yes but where exactly is home? " " I'll tell you when we get there" he said,
After a couple of hours she felt safe enough to close her eyes. She must have fallen asleep because the next thing she knew Scott was telling her to wake up, "we're here" " yes but where?" he pointed to an Island a little ahead of them. "you live here? On an island? Whats it called?" Scott smiled at her. " Tracy Island" The shocked look on her face almost made him laugh out loud.
There were bigger shocks to come, and after a month on Tracy Island she knew her life would never be the same again.