Sorry about the wait it's just hard to keep up when I have Kung Fu classes and school to attend. I won't be updating at the weekends as I will be at my father's house but I will try my best to do so in the week.


As the day progressed spending time with Virgil had made Scott completely forget about the nightmare. So far they'd had breakfast, swam in the ocean, played volleyball on the beach with Alan and Gordon and were now currently sitting in Thunderbird 1's silo, as Scott had insisted he check her over to see if any damage was sustained on their previous mission. He was of course forgetting the fact that Brains had already done the job for him on everyone of the great machines.

"Scott can we go now, I'm starting to get bored?" Whined Virgil idly playing with the inactivated switches on the control panel as Scott cursed about a 2cm long scratch on his 'Bird.

He frowned and stood up, "yeah sure there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with the condition just a few scratches here and there" Said Scott looking towards Virgil and averting his eyes away from the impressive piece of machinery.

"So I told you already before we even got here", Virgil chuckled slightly but soon sighed as he heard the emergency alarm ringing. Before Virgil had even had chance to leave Thunderbird 1's launch pad Scott had already made it halfway up the stairs on the way to the command center. He just didn't get that guy sometimes…

"What do we have Father?" Questioned Scott only slightly out of breath after running as fast as he could to arrive there.

"John says that he has received a distress call from Bangladesh, there had been a flood. He would have picked up on it earlier only the weather there has been quite unpredictable lately" Answered Jeff Tracy.

"Virgil, Gordon and Alan I want you to take Thunderbird 2, you'll need Pod 4. Scott you take Thunderbird 1 and don't forget to keep me updated"

The 4 sons nodded and turned to walk to their portraits as Jeff Tracy halted his eldest. "Scott don't forget I'm still waiting for that report on your last mission, good luck!"

Scott nodded solemnly before heading off to his Thunderbird to take off.


"Thunderbird 2 from Thunderbird 1, this is Scott do you read me?" Scott spoke into the radio having just arrived at the danger zone. "This Thunderbird 2?"

"Virgil what is you ETA?"

"35.6, how are things looking over there?" Asked Virgil.

"Not very good Virg I want you to try and get here as soon as you can and tell Gordon to get Thunderbird 4 prepared" " Commanded Scott.

"F.A.B Scotty".

Once Scott had found a safe place to land he made his way over to the man in charge of the rescue, (who fortunately for Scott who was inept at languages), spoke fluent English.

Just as Scott had finished going over the rescue procedure and what he planned on doing with the man he looked up when he heard Thunderbird 2's enormous jets overhead.

"Scott this is Virgil, I have arrived at the danger zone".

"Great, now just find a safe place to land, drop POD 4 and save some lives!" Scott sighed; this was going to be a long and exhausting mission.


By the time the four brothers had finished the job it was nearing 11:00pm. It had taken them 7 hours to retrieve bodies from the murky water and carry people to safety. They were just returning all the equipment used back to the Thunderbirds when Scott began to feel lightheaded.

He had to grab hold of Thunderbird 1's side wing to prevent himself from falling. He sighed at his weakness and shook his head before pushing himself of the rocket and continuing with the job at hand.

Virgil watched as his older brother began walking away from his Thunderbird before turning to face Gordon.

"Did you see that?"

Gordon looked confused, "should I have seen something…?"

"Its nothing…come on lets just get all this stuff packed up so I can go home and get a nice long hot shower.


As soon as Scott arrived home he went off to his room to get showered and changed.

The only meal he'd had all day was breakfast, and that was at 4:40 am and it was now about 11:47pm and so was beginning to feel a little sick.

But he had his brother's needs to think of, they'd need something to eat before they went to sleep, not forgetting that Virgil was in the same situation as he was.

Just as Scott was combing his hair straight there was a knock at his door. "Who's there?"

"It's me Scotty," called Virgil's voice through the door. "Now would you mind letting me in? My hands are kind of full".

Scott pushed the remote release button on his bedroom door allowing Virgil access when it slid open. Virgil entered the room rather wobbly with two plates in his hand Scott certainly didn't trust him to be holding. He quickly grabbed them from Virgil and placed them down on the side. "I thought you'd be hungry so I warmed up some dinner Grandma prepared earlier…" Explained Virgil signaling to the plates.

"Have Gordon and Alan eaten?" Asked Scott worriedly.

Virgil sighed, "Yes Scott they had theirs about 10 minutes ago. So stop worrying about them and start taking care of yourself," ordered Virgil sternly.

"Actually I think I'll pass tonight Virg, I'm not feeling to well. Plus, you heard Dad I have those reports to give him"

"But Scott… you need to eat, you've been working way to hard lately, just eat something?" Asked Virgil hopefully.

Scott nodded before complying if only to please his brother. But he still needed to give his father that report…


After he had finished eating Scott had immediately went to give his father those reports and get it out of the way with. Once he'd finished and on his way back to his room he head a faint snoring coming from the lounge.

He squinted in the dark trying to identify the figure before switching the light on. As the dark room lit up he saw Virgil sprawled on the sofa. Quietly walking over to him he smiled before shaking him awake gently, getting more and more sleepy by the minute.

Virgil moaned sleepily and pushed his brother's hand away. "Virg come on get up I'm really tired, just wanna go to bed…"

"No, I'm way too tired, just leave me to sleep"

Before Scott knew what was happening he'd lifted Virgil off the sofa so he was holding him up by the collar. "Virgil, go to bed now. You are not sleeping there! I'm tired too you know and I don't want to stay up all night trying to make sure you get a proper sleep when all you want to do is ignore me!"

Virgil's eyes widened at how angry his brother had suddenly become and nodded before hastily untangling himself from Scott's grip and quickly making his way to his room.

Scott kicked the sofa furiously, extremely angry and disappointed at himself for yelling at Virgil like that. Scott Tracey rarely let his temper flare, but when he did people knew about it. The sad thing was though, what had Virgil done wrong?

The last thing he remembered thinking before he collapsed into a restless sleep was how on earth was he going to apologize to Virgil the following day?


Right there is the next chapter, all of it written during yesterday's French class. I'll most likely fail, but hey, who likes French anyway? Oh and I've already started Chapter 3 in my English lesson to day so hopefully I should have that up after the weekend, please review if you enjoyed it.

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