As Scott dropped off the two workers, Virgil hovered above in Thunderbird 2, he leant back in his seat and called John who had just returned to Thunderbird 5.

"Hey, John."

"Not home yet Virgil?"

"Just waiting for Scott. Have you disposed of that toxic waste yet?"

"I'm just about to do that," John smiled. "I'll report back later."

"FAB."

John disconnected the call and turned to EOS, "release the barrel EOS."

"With pleasure, John," EOS' monitor bobbed and the barrel floated away from the space station.

"Thanks, EOS," John smiled. "We'll have to retrieve it eventually, but it will take about two days for it to freeze entirely."

Thunderbirds 1 and 2 landed on the island later that afternoon and the pilots headed to the lounge, Scott sat down on the sofa as his brother sat at the piano.

"I think you were mad to fly up into that turbine Scott."

Scott rolled his eyes, "I had no choice Virgil, how else was I supposed to get to the crew?"

"You endangered your life more than theirs."

"I was fine until the jetpack failed, I couldn't do anything but hold on after that. You didn't do much today, our thanks go to Parker and John."

Virgil stopped playing leaving the notes to fade away, "I think you'll find I was the one who got the barrel for John after you fell."

"I got the crew out."

"Only after risking their lives!"

Scott growled slightly, "I didn't risk their lives, Virgil, I got them out with Thunderbird 1, you saw me."

"I did, but we could've found a safer way to get them in the first place."

"How exactly? Go on, tell me."

Virgil pushed the stool back and walked down into the sofa ring, "I don't know now, but I'm sure we could've thought of something. I was scared for you today, and I heard the concern in John's voice too."

"So you don't trust me on missions?"

"Of course I do, but sometimes you can be too reckless," Virgil sat down next to him. "I don't question you, or your decisions, but there are times when you rush into things."

Scott stood up angrily, "you're wrong!"

John called in. "Hey. Um, what's going on, have I just joined an argument?"

"Scott, that's what's going on," Virgil crossed his arms.

John nodded, "Scott, you were fine on the mission, but I just think you could've found a better way to get to that crew. Their Helipod could've hit Thunderbird 1 and all of you would've been lost."

"I knew what I was doing the whole time."

"Yeah, that's why at this moment Brains is patching out the dents in your ship," Virgil muttered sarcastically.

"I got trapped in the scrap," Scott sulked.

"Virgil and I were just surprised by your decisions today. Even if it meant destroying the inside of that turbine, you should've used Thunderbird 1 to free the crew."

"Well next time you can try it for yourself. The speed those blades were going would've pulled Thunderbird 1 in."

John shared a look with Virgil then sighed, "alright. In other news, the canister is now in deep space."

"Great work John, when will it need to be retrieved?" Virgil asked.

"Not until it's completely frozen, and it'll probably be a job for Thunderbird 3, so don't worry."

Scott nodded. "Good."

"We're sorry Scott, we just needed to speak our minds," Virgil looked down at his feet.

"I understand, and I see what you're saying. I shouldn't have taken Thunderbird 1 up into that turbine, I was just trying to get the job done quickly."

"We saved the two crewmen. And according to Parker, Fred or 'Light-fingered Fred' was arrested earlier for stealing and fired for not following the rules."

"Good, he made today very difficult," Scott sighed. "I'm sorry I worried you both."

Virgil placed a hand on his shoulder, "it's alright, you always want to succeed but you push yourself too hard. We could've thought of something, but it's over now."

"You're right. Oh, I forgot to say well done for catching FAB1 from the sky like that earlier."

"Thanks, Scott. I've never been so worried about catching something in midair before," Virgil laughed. "Wonder what we'll be faced with next?"

Scott shrugged, "who knows, in this business, we could face anything."

"True, well I'm going to get some sleep whilst it's quiet, good job today guys," John smiled.

"Night John," Virgil smiled back then turned to Scott. "How are you spending the rest of the day?"

"I better go and see how Brains is getting on with Thunderbird 1," Scott stood up and walked up the steps. "See you later."

Virgil went back to the piano, "see you at dinner, and tell Brains I'll check Thunderbird 2 later."

"Alright."

"Well done today big brother," Virgil began to play and Scott smiled back at him over his shoulder.

"Thanks Virgil."