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Author's Note: Yup, I'm a hypocrite. I say a while it's out the next day. I say the next day, it takes over a week!

Seriously, sorry about the wait. Trust me when I say it wasn't planned. I love writing this as much as you (hopefully!) love reading this. But, alas! Homework must come first!

Before I start the chapter, I'm just letting you all know it's going to be in first person. This way I can slip flashbacks in! And personal thoughts. Let the story… Begin!


Jeff's P.O.V

I knew.

As soon as I saw Scott walking towards me with THAT look on his face, I knew. It was the same look the rescuers wore when they came to tell me that Lucy was dead.

'Dad.'

'He's been slept away, hasn't he?'

'Yes Dad. He untied his rope to go after one of the kids.'

'And the other one? Are they okay?'

'Yes, Dad.'

'Right then. Scott take her to hospital in Thunderbird One.' I looked over his shoulder to where Gordon and Virgil were walking up with the girl. 'You two! Give the girl to Scott and get into Thunderbird Two. Get John to track Alan with the GPS in his watch.' They looked at each other. 'NOW!'

'Yes Sir!'

'On it Dad!'

Scott took the girls hand. 'Come on Kate. You get to go for a ride in Thunderbird One, the best Thunderbird.'

'Really? I thought Thunderbird Two was the best.' She replied.

The look on Scott's face was priceless. I had to laugh. He gave me a hurt look. Shaking my head I headed into Thunderbird Two.


John's P.O.V

'Damn it!' I swore trying to get the communicator part of Alan's watch working. All I was getting was useless gibberish. I could make out a word here and there but not enough to know if it was Alan or the kids he was rescuing.

'Thunderbird Two to Thunderbird Five.'

'What's wrong Virg?'

'Alan untied his rope. John, he's missing!'

'What?'

'Can you get a fix on his GPS?' Virgil asked the worry evident in his voice.

'Umm…let me see. I can get you a fix correct to about 4 yards. I'm sending it to Thunderbird Two's computers now.'

'Thanks John. By the way, nearest hospital?'

'Would have to be Wollongong Hospital. If they're critical, take them to Sydney.'

'F.A.B. Thunderbird Two out.'

'F.A.B.'

John looked at the dot on the GPS screen that was his brother's watch. He smiled s the time Alan flew Thunderbird Three, with him in it came to him…

Flashback:

'Alan, you may need to slow down.'

'Why?'

'Because. I like to keep my breakfast down in my stomach.'

'But where's the fun in going slow?'

'Living is the fun in going slooooow…Stop that!'

'Stop what?'

'That!'

'Oh speeding up? What are you scared?'

'No, scared is flying with Scott. You're terrifying!'

End Flashback.

John smiled as he remember the telling off that Alan got for that flight. But he'd do it again if it meant that Alan was safe.


Virgil's P.O.V

Why did he do it? Why did he untie the rope? Those thoughts were the ones running through my head as I got Thunderbird Two back into the air. Checking the GPS location I got off John I maneuvered her into position.

'Ready to begin searching Dad.'

'Then start. Find him Virgil and bring him home.'

'Yeah, Virg. Find him so I will have the chance to get back at him for my blue hair.'

'Oh, yeah.' I said laughing. 'F.A.B.'

I began to run my scanners down the creek, looking for life signs. But my body was doing it on autopilot. My mind was in a memory of me and Alan.

Flashback:

'Virgil?'

'Yes Alan!'

A pair of worried blue eyes look up at me. 'What are you doing?'

'Painting. Why?'

'Because I can't find Mr. Wolfie! I've looked everywhere. I need your help!'

'Why don't you ask Scott, I'm busy.'

'Cause Scott's busy too. I need my Mr. Wolfie!'

'Alright I'll help you look!'

Together we looked all over for that dumb wolf and couldn't find it. Finally I thought to check in John's room. There it was, clutched in John's hand. He'd been off sick today and must have been given Mr. Wolfie. Alan took one look at it and said

'John can have it. I have other toys.' He then walked off and went on with his business as if nothing had happened.

I shook my head. 'Little brothers are for God to figure out!'

End Flashback.

I remember his selflessness even then. Was it no wonder he had untied his rope? One thing for sure I thought. He's going to get it when we get him home.

BEEP! BEEP!

An urgent beeping awoke me from my thoughts. I checked the screens. The scanners had picked up life signs. Two of them, together! That had to be Alan!

T.B.C


Author's Note: And cut! Is it Alan I hear you ask? And why don't you know if he's okay? How would I know! It's not as if I'm writing this…oh wait I am. Sorry but you're just going to have to wait. Now I am not going to set a date for the next chapter 'cause I know I'm not going to met it. However I am going to make a promise. This story will be finished by April 15
th. This way I have a due date and will meet it!

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