A/N: Here is chapter 5 for all you Thunderbird fans. Hope you like it and please r&r
Disclaimer: I solemnly swear to tell the truth and nothing but the truth; I, much to your surprise I am sure, do not own the Thunderbirds.

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Alan rubbed his throat. If the others noticed his hoarse voice he would be in trouble. Sneaking into the large, well equipped kitchen Alan prepped the kettle and turned it on. He tiredly slumped into a chair sighing. He had never thought training would tire him out so quickly.

All too soon Alan heard steady footsteps drawing near and quickly straightened himself in the chair, trying to look relaxed.

"Hey Alan, boiled enough water for two there?"Virgil called out as he neared the youngest Tracy.

Alan laughed. "I think I boiled enough water for four, as long as none of that four is Dad after coffee."

Virgil, missing the hoarse quality of Alan's voice, joined his brother in laughter. It was no secret of their dad's addiction to coffee. Not that anyone blamed him of course. Scolded sure; blamed never. Anyone would live off of coffee if they were running a business, a large rowdy household and still the leader to a secret international rescue organization.

"Scott was almost as bad going through university." Virgil confided in a mock whisper.

"Seriously? No way, I don't believe it. ' 't drink energy drinks, they are bad for your health' is a coffee addict?" Alan stared at Virgil, blue gaze daring Virgil to repeat that comment and say it was true.

"He's not kidding you," a calm, steady voice interrupted them. "On those early mornings, no one wanted to be near him till he had his coffee. If you think he is like dad now, you should have seen him then."

Alan and Virgil whirled around to see John lounging in the doorway. A casual smirk on his face.

"Why don't we make ourselves something to drink and then I can tell you all the 'behind the scenes' of Scott Carpenter Tracy."

Alan and Virgil grinned widely before agreeing with their star gazing brother.

Soon the three brothers were laughing heartily as they sipped on their drinks, swapping stories of funny, fond memories.