Hiya all, I'm so sorry for the lateness of this update. Real life has been so hectic over the last two weeks that though I kept planning to update I never managed it.

Many thanks to everyone who's read,reviewed, followed or faved this. You've done wonders to my self confidence and I can't thank you enough.

Disclaimer. I don't own Thunderbirds or any Tracys except for the three babies. I just play with them and put them back on the shelf when done.

Chapter Three

With these turbulent thoughts racing through his mind,he cast a glance out of the the window at the morning sky glowing in pinks and golds and blues, the shades reminding him of the colours he had dressed the babies in. His eyes crinkled as he smiled. "Sky?" He looked down into Honey's little face and silvery blond hair. "Yes,...Sky! Fitting name for an aeronaut's daughter."

Bottles finished,he lifted the little girl over his shoulder and gently rubbed her back until she let out a satisfying belch. He gently placed her back in her chair. "You, little girl,are Sky Tracy.." He smiled again "Sky Lucille Tracy."

He picked up his son,repeating the rubbing motions until the little boy belched too. "Afraid you'll have to be Buddy a little longer while I think of a name for you." He told the boy as he placed him back in his chair.

As if on cue,Missy started wailing. Scott stood up and went through to fetch her. He laughed out loud as he bent over the cot to retrieve her. Yes,sir,she was most definitely her Uncle Virgil's niece, every time she woke,she was grumpy and irritable until she was fed,just like Virgil was a grouch in a morning until he had his coffee fix. How was Tracy Island going to cope with two of them,he wondered,as he carried the screaming red faced child to the changing mat. He felt like this was a case of déjà vu as he dealt with his third diaper of the morning and the intricate challenge of removing a wet sleepsuit from a screaming baby,replacing it with a clean one. Not an easy task when all she wanted was her bottle,now if not sooner. He picked her bottle up,tested and put it to her mouth where she sucked hungrily,quickly becoming placated. She was Sky's identical twin for looks but oh what a difference in temperament. Bottle finished,he picked her up and lay her over his shoulder.

Ten minutes later,he was growing increasingly frustrated,he had rubbed,he had patted,he had tried everything he could think of to get the girl to bring her wind up,but no success yet. He paced the room,and was distracted by a high pitched beeping noise. "What the..." He thought he had shut that off!

He looked down at his wrist,where his comm watch sat. Automatically,He lifted it to see the dial,snapping out the words "Scott,here." in terse tones. A platinum blond haired,man's face appeared on the dial.

"John,here," the image said. "Scott,you'd better call base. Dad's furious that you haven't checked in yet. And that you've ignored his calls by shutting down your comm..."

Johns mouth dropped open to Scott's surprise. "What the hell is that on your shoulder,Scotty?"

Scott glanced at his shoulder, "what does it look like it is,John?"He smirked. "And I thought you were supposed to be the intelligent one of us. I suppose that's all you can expect of a Harvard student?"

John raised an eyebrow, "Hmm,maybe I should rephrase that," he drawled. "I know what it is,obviously,what I want to know is whose is it? And what's it doing on your shoulder? And why have you switched your comm off? Oh,and I'll ignore that last comment of yours as being unworthy of my response!"

Scott looked directly at the dial of his watch,while his other hand kept up the patting rubbing motion on Missy's back. Still no luck. He sighed.

"Ok,Johnny,first of all,I'm putting you on pain of death,that what I tell you goes no further than you, ok? I'll tell the others when I'm ready."

John nodded.

"Right then,this little girl belonged to...Janie," Scott swallowed down the lump in his throat that threatened to choke him every time he said her name, she's on my shoulder because I am trying to get her wind up,and I turned my comm off 4 days ago because...because I'm the father and I'm struggling to cope and I just wanted..no,needed time to come to terms with everything before I told anyone." He scrunched his eyes shut and bit his lip in an attempt to stop himself breaking down completely.

"Oh,Scott!" John's voice was decidedly softer,as he took in his eldest brother's sleep-deprived, rumpled appearance,and the fact that Scott had tears in his eyes,when John couldn't remember the last time he'd seen him even close to tears. " Bro, don't! I understand! You're overwhelmed that's all."

Scott opened his eyes,and his lips twitched. "Understatement of the century!" He began. He was cut off by a bubbly burping noise as Missy bought her wind up at last,along with a trickle of milk which ran down,Scott's back. He grimaced.

"Listen,Scott,you're busy right now," John said. "I'll tell Dad,I've still had no luck getting hold of you,but, in return you call me later when you can and we'll talk. You've got 3 days before you have to come home after all. For now,your secret's safe with me up here in the stars."

"Ok,John, I'll call you later,then. Scott out." He went to switch the comm off again,then smirked slightly,it was still off. Leave it to John,the communications genius to override the system to get through, he chuckled, shaking his head. He cleaned up Missy,wiped his back with a towel,and carried her through to join Sky and Buddy. He placed her in her bouncy chair and buckled her in. He made sure all three were fine,then padded over to the room service computer,quickly selecting toast and eggs and hot black coffee. He was starving and besides right now he needed the caffeine!