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Date: February 4, 2068. Time: 4:57 a.m.

Callie waited for nearly 20 minutes at the exact coordinates listed in the letter. "Almost time. I just hope I don't get into serious trouble with the military for this." Suddenly, she was blinded by a bright light. "What the--?"

The craft landed on the ground but kept the spotlight on her. "Callie Spencer," called the voice from inside the craft. "Did you bring your letter with you?"

"Of course I brought it, but I want to know what this is all about."

"You will get your answers soon enough. Now step inside please. I'll turn off the light so you can see your way."

When the light faded, her eyes were showing the after light effect, causing her to squint. She did manage to walk into the craft, despite not being able to see what it was.

The craft managed to take off without arousing attention from anyone.

Callie, though, could not help but think about what she could learn. This had better be worth it. Otherwise, my superiors are going to have my head. I do want to know what these scientists have to say.

She had no idea where she was going, but the male pilot spoke. "We're approaching the base now."

"We are...already? We must be close to the Cape."

"Fasten your seat belt, Professor. I'm changing to vertical flight."

"Vertical flight?"

"Base from Thunderbird 1. Approaching home now."

"F.A.B.," said a gruff male voice on the radio.

"Thunderbird 1?" Callie gasped. "You mean I'm coming into the International Rescue home base?"

"That's right, Professor."

Oh, wow! I'll finally get to meet these scientists to compare notes. She felt the ship landing on the ground, creating a light thud.

"We've arrived, Professor. Now, if you'll follow me..."

She was more curious than upset at this point, so she did as the pilot instructed, until they stopped at an unusual fixture on the wall. "What's this?"

"Place yourself on the wall and touch the two light fixtures please."

"Why? I don't--"

"Trust me. You'll be on the other side of the wall."

Callie touched the light fixtures, which activated something because she moved into the living room. "Curiouser and curiouser."

"I assure you, Professor Spencer," said the gruffly voiced man as he stood up. "It's not as strange as you think."

"M-Mr. Tracy's right," said a bespectacled young man. "I'm Brains. And this is my assistant Tin-Tin. We're the scientists looking into this matter for International Rescue."

She shook hands with the two scientists. "A pleasure to meet you, Brains, Tin-Tin. I'm just curious, though. Why am I here?"

The older gentleman spoke. "Professor Spencer, allow me to introduce myself. Jeff Tracy."

Callie shook his hand and realized to whom she was speaking. "Jeff Tracy, head of Tracy Industries?"

"Yes. I am also in charge of International Rescue."

"You are?"

"Mm-hmm. You read the letter. Please sit down, Professor. We brought you here because we feel you are highly qualified as both an astronaut and a chemical engineer."

"For Tracy Industries or for International Rescue?"

"Both, but honestly, we're more in need of a third astronaut at Thunderbird Five." He pressed a button on his desk. "Thunderbird Five from base."

Alan heard his father calling, and pressed a button to respond. "Thunderbird Five to base. What's going on?"

"Alan, say hello to Professor Callie Spencer. She may become the third astronaut in the Thunderbird Five monthly rotation."

"Hello, Professor. I'm sorry I can't be there in person, but Dad's right. With the increase in rescues, we're going to need a lot of help. With you in the rotation, John and I can take part in rescues, too."

"And," said Brains, "here on Earth you can work with us."

"Well, I never thought I'd have a chance at this, but...what will I say to the Colonel?"

"You needn't worry about that," Jeff stated. "I do have some clout at the WSA. I'm sure I can arrange a transfer for you to Tracy Industries as a consultant. So, what do you say? Will you join us?"

"Mr. Tracy, this is all happening so fast. Can I have a little time to consider this?"

"Of course, Professor. Just keep in mind that this is rather urgent, and things have to be set in motion for the transfer soon. Would you like a tour of the island and a chance to spend the night here?"

"I'd like that, Mr. Tracy. Thank you."

Post by TracyFan4Ever on 31/05/2004


Jeff heartbeat Dianne plain My IR:TNP OTP!
 
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