"So we have catering and the venue sorted," Naomi said, looking from her laptop. "And our Bridesmaids and Groomsmen are chosen. I still need to pick out a dress and you your suit. What else do we have to do?"
"The vows, seating and table arrangements, music, decorations and speeches," Virgil replied.
"Great," Naomi muttered "Well we have to start somewhere,"
"Decorations sounds easiest," Virgil says "What colours do you want?"
"A light blue and a green. Since my favourite colour is blue and yours is green,"
"A shade of blue like this?" Virgil asked, holding up a blue pencil. It matched the blue of Naomi's jumper perfectly. Naomi nodded.
"A good thing about marrying an artist is that you know exactly what colours to pair with each other," Virgil laughed
"It takes a lot of trial and error to find that perfect shade," Virgil said, putting pencil to paper "Do you want the green to be Thunderbird Two green or nah?"
"A lighter shade. There's a reason why your suits are darker than that colour,"
"True, True,"
"I can't believe we forgot flowers!" Naomi exclaimed suddenly "Any idea on what to get?"
"Well a wedding is about joining two people together right?" Naomi mumbled an agreement "But it's also about joining two families together. My brothers become yours and if your brother was still about he would become mine,"
"So what are you thinking?" Naomi said. She smiled.
"The flower arrangements would be in a white vase," Virgil explained "And there are seven flowers in each vase. One green for me, purple for you, orange for John, yellow for Gordon, red for Alan, blue for Scott and a black to represent Stephen,"
"Symbolic. I like it," Naomi smiled. She moved her laptop to the couch and went over to her husband to be. She rested her chin on his left shoulder.
"That looks perfect," She said, pointing to a light shade of green.
"We'll look at flowers when it gets closer to July then," Virgil said "What about seating arrangements?"
"A wedding party table and the other guests will sit together at other tables. And they will be encouraged to sit next to someone they don't know,"
"Well it's a good thing that you know a lot of people and have a big family then,"
"You do release that there's like 23 year age gap between myself and my oldest cousin. His oldest is basically half my age,"
"And you're still inviting them,"
"I was invited to Matt and Pip's wedding as well as Brian and Louise's and one other and I can't remember if it was Stephanie or Rebecca. They look so alike,"
"And I'm glad that my parents were only children,"
"I just wish that my dad didn't have as many siblings,"
"Imagine our kids though. They're going to grow up with a big family,"
"Not as big as mine,"
"Probably," Virgil agreed "Now what colour ribbons do you want?"
"Oh that's a tough one," Naomi told her fiancé. And the alarm went off.
"Continue this later?" Virgil asked, closing his sketch pad.
"Absolutely," Naomi agreed, closing her laptop lid.
"What's the situation John?" Scott asked as Gordon entered the lounge. Virgil and Naomi sat on the blue couches while Tin Tin and Brains were at the controls.
"We've got trapped people on the seventh floor of an apartment building in Germany. The fifth and fourth floors are completely covered in flames with the third and the sixth floors almost the same way," John explained "We've got maybe 15 minutes until the seventh catches alight and then 10 minutes until it becomes engulfed,"
"How many floors?" Virgil asked
"Nine with access to the roof," John said.
"Get them all up to the roof, we'll have to rescue them from there. We'll never make it in time for the seventh floor," Scott says "We'll need all hands on deck. Virgil, has the swelling died?"
"No,"
"Don't worry, I'll man Command from here, Tin Tin can go. She's more experienced at the whole International Rescue thing than me,"
"Are you sure you can handle it by yourself?" Scott asked. Naomi rolled her eyes.
"Are you wasting time?" She asked. Scott nodded and headed over to the lamps. Virgil got up and went over to the picture of the rocket. Tin Tin and Gordon ran off towards the hanger. Naomi got up and went to sit next to Brains at control.
"I got this," She muttered to herself, putting a headset on.
"I don't got this," Naomi complained to Virgil "You would think that as a German he would speak English or French. But nooo, I get the one guy who got home-schooled and learnt Spanish instead of French," Virgil laughed.
"So how were you able to tell them our orders?"
"John speaks German,"
"I forgot about that,"
"Well he also speaks hundreds of other languages," Naomi complained more "He should have worked as a translator. He would be such an asset for the FBI – you'd be surprised at how many non-English speaking people we have to talk to,"
"So what did the German say?" Virgil asked "Scott said that John said that you would inform me,"
"He didn't say that to me," Naomi said, concerned
"B-b-b-but he did t-t-tell me," Brains said "T-t-the fire h-has ac-ac-accelerated," Naomi looked over to Brain's screen. The fire had gotten worse. Naomi did some quick math.
"How far are you out from the building?" Naomi asked
"Two minutes," Virgil said
"We'll have to get everyone on the rescue platform in two trips," Naomi explained "And to do that, three people will be needed to be rescued by Thunderbird One. There is no other way that we would be able to do it,"
"Okay, I'll tell Scott,"
"D-don't b-b-bother. H-h-he already kn-kn-knows,"
"Okay – arriving at the building now. I'll talk to you later,"
"Okay. I love you Virgil," Naomi told her fiancé
"I love you too Naomi,"
"We nearly lost one person," Virgil told everyone at the debrief "Thankfully the ambulance was able to get them to the hospital in time,"
"That's good," Jeff agreed "Anything else?"
"The fire was started by someone leaving cooking untended – we don't need to involve Lady P in this," Scott said
"Who's Lady P again?" Naomi whispered to Virgil.
"Lady Penelope is the daughter of one of Dad's business partners. They've been backing International Rescue for years. Lady P heads up our intelligence group," Virgil explained.
"I can't wait to meet her. She sounds like my type of person,"
"Did I forget to mention she has a pink Rolls Royce?"
"She does?" Scott coughed. Naomi and Virgil looked up. Both smiled as they realised that the others were waiting for them. Gordon muttered something cheeky under his breath. He was lucky to be on the other side of the room from Virgil and Naomi.
"I think that's all for today," Jeff smiled, watching his sons. All had smiles on their faces. Gordon bolted from the lounge area, probably to go for a swim. John turned off communications from Thunderbird 5. Naomi and Virgil went towards the patio, to continue wedding planning. Scott left for his room.
"I'll call Alan tonight," Jeff said, taking into account his youngest son "See how he's doing,"