Star Flowers

Disclaimer: Still don't own Thunderbirds and definitely don't own Will Smith (though a few years ago I so would have loved to do so). Not making any money out of this either.

Authors Note: Short, sweet and the current end of what I've got with this fic. Let me know what you think and I'll see what I can get going.

Chapter 3

"Thrusters at 1/quarter, let's just move her back slowly Blix" said Phil, about ten minuets later, "We want to at least be able to see the damage"

"No need sugar, I sorted that out" came Blix's reply from the other seat. One of the breakthroughs that the Beta series has was the ability to project a solid 3D hologram that still had access to all the various different programs and abilities but could appear to be human.

Blix's form was a guy with dark skin, deep brown eyes and tight black hair pulled into small spikes. He wore a variety of pre-set clothes but currently he appeared in a pair of scruffy trousers and a black top. In a lot of respects he looked like Will Smith with hair and Phil liked that.

"How do you mean?" she replied, pulling back slowly and keeping half an eye on the Medi-screen to see how John was doing.

Blix sighed, "The computer was Tracy property, not associated with Tracy Enterprises but with a very similar company ran by the Tracy family"

Phil paused and shuddered, "So we've crossed over to the first initial Link then?"

"Yeah, wanna say hi to the family?"

"Blix"

"Thunderbird 5 please respond!" Jeff was going horse with worry, John had not replied and things were not going well at all. Virtually all of Tracy Island had gone down and it appeared to be a sabotage attack again. Jeff personally did not want to go through anything like the incident from several years ago.

Scott, followed closely by Gordon, came racing around the corner looking worried, "Thunderbird 3's completely blown and Thunderbird 2's hanger is still refusing to accept all security codes"

"Any news from John?" asked Gordon, who was covered in oil and grease.

Jeff shook his head, "I thought for a minuet we were getting something but it turned out to be a systems glitch" fear and worry were clearly in his voice and Scott only ever really remembered hearing it once before.

With a glance at Gordon, Scott placed a hand on Jeff's shoulder, "I'm sure he'll be okay, he's a fighter Dad"

Jeff was glad that he had his boys around him but his heart was highly worried, something was going on and he didn't like it at all. Suddenly before he could reply to Scott, the Communication system crackled into life.

"Okay try it now sugar" said a male voice that had the rather annoying tone of a modern day hip-hop singer.

"Tracy Island, calling Tracy Island, can you read me?" the second voice was female and Jeff couldn't believe what he was hearing. Neither could Scott or Gordon by their speechless reactions.

"Its not worked Blix" said the female voice again and a small argument occurred between the two.

Jeff shakily pressed the button that opened connection back to the speaker, "This is Tracy Island…Pl…Please state clearance code and who you are?"

There was a pause and then a hazy picture appeared on the monitor in front of them. A girl with black hair, streaked with the occasional blond streak and emerald green eyes sat there.

"Clearance code Geomade Juinet 58167. My name is Philadelphia Tracy and I've got John Tracy currently in the medical suit needing immediate attention. I need to know landing co-ordinates, please state"

Jeff's heart leapt to his mouth, Philadelphia Tracy…the girl that John had seen in his dreams was now talking to him directly. Scott and Gordon stared at their father, not understanding what was going on.

Without saying anything Jeff sent her the co-ordinates, "What's you're ETA?" he asked.

"What the hell, Dad…" started both Scott and Gordon together but were suddenly stopped by a sharp glare from Jeff.

"At our current speed and the fact we've got excess weight of the ship we crashed into about 2 hours" came the reply.

Jeff nodded, "See you then" and cut the communication.

"What the hell? You didn't even verify her, Dad what's going on?" demanded Gordon, the red head's eyes glowing with confusion and fear.

Jeff stared at both of them and then hid his face in his hands, "Oh god, John was right. She wasn't born"

"Who?"

"You're sister"