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Date: Sunday, February 19, Time: 7:50 p.m. Location: Callie's apartment near Cape Canaveral, Florida

Callie was packing her personal belongings as she thought back to the visit she had with her family in Opp during the previous weekend.

******Saturday, February 11, at her family home in Opp, Alabama******

She arrived at the family home the night before, to the excitement of her family, especially her two older brothers, Joseph and Brian.

The next morning, the three siblings went together on a fishing trip at nearby Cameron Creek. Whenever they got together at home, they enjoyed catching fresh fish for a good meal later in the day. With enough to last through the weekend, they went back to the house to clean their fish.

Brian was first to stir up some conversation. "So, Callie, you were hired for a job at Tracy Industries?"

"Yeah, and believe me, I'm excited. As a scientist I'll have a golden opportunity to be helpful before dangerous situations arise."

"I'll tell you," said Joseph, "that Jeff Tracy guy is one of the best. I can't believe our little sister gets to work for someone so dedicated to helping others. Is it really true that his business is expanding so much he's hiring a lot of people?"

"Yes, and I'm happy to say Tracy Industries is not one of those companies that implodes on itself because of rapid expansion."

"That reminds me, we may be getting a contract with Tracy Industries for some steel. One of their reps showed up about four months ago and was impressed by our steel-making methods. We're one of five companies considered. He also said Mr. Tracy may choose all five, which I wouldn't mind at all."

"That's great, Joe!" Callie exclaimed. "I guess in a unique way, all of us may be working for Tracy Industries."

Brian laughed. "Right. Anyway, how did you even get in touch with the company so fast?"

Callie had to think fast. "I saw the ad online and decided to e-mail my résumé to Tracy Industries. I was contacted a couple of days later for an interview. I was offered the job pretty quickly, and, after some thought, opted to take it. I even got to meet Jeff Tracy in person!"

Brian frowned a little. "Yeah, but what about being an astronaut? You won't be able to get into space again."

"Now wait a sec, Bri. I was hired for communications and engineering, but they know I have astronaut experience. I'm sure there will be a spot in the aerospace division soon enough. I'm not upset about it."

Joseph said, "Hey, whatever makes you happy. That's all that matters."

"Right. It'll be okay, Bri."

"Okay, I know when I'm outnumbered," joked Brian. "Come on, let's finish cleanin' the fish so we can start grillin' and steamin' 'em."

******Later that day******

They served up a lot of catfish and red snapper at the dinner table, a delight to all who ate them.

"Mmm," said their mother Lorraine. "I haven't had fish this delicious in a long time. Nice job, kids."

"Thanks, Mom," they said together.

Lorraine came up to her daughter and planted a big kiss on her cheek. "Callie, we are all so proud of you. You're the first in our family to graduate from the prestigious MIT, then becoming a member of the World Space Agency. Now you're adding more to your success with this new job at Tracy Industries."

"Thanks, Mom. I'm just grateful for the support you've all given me through all this. There were times I nearly gave up, but you helped me through it."

Joseph asked, "When do you leave for your new job?"

"One week from Monday. And believe me, it won't be an easy trip. I'm going all the way to Hawaii for it."

"When will you get a chance to come home again?" Lorraine asked.

"That depends. I know I'll need at least a month to get settled into the job."

"I think we can survive. Don't worry about us too much, Callie. You'll have to concentrate on your new job soon enough."

Just then, their father Richard entered the house. "Hi, everybody. Callie, I'm sorry I wasn't here to greet you last night, but--"

"It's okay, Dad. Mom told me you were up in Birmingham most of the week for a steel works conference and wanted to stop at Lake Martin for a little fishing trip with your buddies."

"I'm glad you're not upset, but I'm also so happy for you, getting that new job with Tracy Industries. Did Joe tell you--?"

"About the possible new contract? Yes, he did. It's great news for all of us."

"I know. Could you imagine if Tracy Industries had to send you out here for a chemical emergency?"

"It would be great to see you all again, even if I were on duty." If I'm on Thunderbird Five, though, I really couldn't be of any help here. I guess that's one of the downsides of being a part of International Rescue.

"Okay, hun. We know you'll make us proud."

******Present Time******

"I hope I will make you proud, Dad, not only as a science consultant for Tracy Industries, but also as a member of International Rescue. I'm just sorry I can't tell you guys everything. Believe me, I won't forget what you've all taught me."

She placed her last photo into her box before sealing it with tape. The photo was of her entire family, whom she knew would be there for her in spirit.

******The next morning along the Space Coast******

Callie waited patiently for the arrival of a jet. "Almost time...to leave my life as I once knew it."

The jet landed and stopped just in front of her. Out of the jet came Scott Tracy. "Hello, Professor Spencer. Are you ready?"

"Yes, Mr. Tracy, I am."

"Please, I'd rather just be Scott. After all, you'll be dealing with so many Tracys you won't be able to tell who's who if you just call them 'Mister,' 'Miss,' or 'Mrs.'"

"All right, Scott, but only if you call me Callie."

"Okay," he said with a smile. "Just relax for now. Everything's going to be just fine."

"Thank you, Scott." She grabbed two of her suitcases while Scott took a third and her box of personal belongings into the jet.

After they buckled themselves in, Scott spoke into the radio. "Tracy One to Tracy Island. Professor Spencer and I are leaving now. We'll be home in about six hours."

"Roger, Tracy One," said Virgil on the other side.

As the plane took off, Callie thought, This is it. Goodbye WSA and hello Tracy Industries and International Rescue.

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