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A pillow fight, an hour of panic packing Since when did I have all this extra crap? -- and a few hours sleep later, Dominic found himself waiting at the airbase for his ticket out of Kansas and to his new home and job.

International Rescue. I still can't believe it. If only me mam could see me now. Joshua had protested to the stroller, as he often did, and Dom decided to load some of the bags into it instead and carry the young boy in his arms. Josh blinked from behind his large round glasses and stared at his father. He knew something was up, Dom thought. Children were strangely perceptive, he had found.

So they waited until the time came, and he thought he caught a glimpse of a similar plane to the one he had been taken to the island in the first time land on the airstrip and taxi out of sight. They waited a few moments longer.

"Mr. Kelly." He heard a familiar voice say.

Dominic turned to see the auburn-haired brother walking towards him, a wide grin on his face, accompanied by a pretty young teen Cherry, he remembered.

"Please, call me Dom. You're Gordon if I remember correctly," he said.

"That I am. Now, are you ready to go? The plane is being refueled as we speak."

"Yes, we are. Aren't we, Josh?" The boy stared at Gordon for a few moments before breaking out in a grin. Dominic smiled and nodded at Gordon. "He must remember you."

"He should!" Gordon said. "We had a great time, didn't we, Joshua? Come on, then. Let's get your stuff loaded. We'll be picking up another new recruit, Brandon McCain, on our way." They moved off, and Gordon continued. "After that stop, I'd like for you to take over the flight. We normally double crew on these long flights, but because of the number of comings and goings, pilots are spread pretty thin right now."

"I'd be glad to." Dominic said. "Just let me familiarise the controls on the way there, then. Where are we headed?"

"Lindbergh Field Airport, San Diego."

Once the plane was ready, the gear was stowed and the passengers safely buckled in, they were on their way to pick up their last passenger.

Brandon stood in the terminal, waiting for the plane that would take him to Tracy Island and his new life. Leaving the things he was familiar with was difficult; leaving his family more so.

Mom, Dad, I'm sorry I had to lie to you, Brandon thought. Maybe in time I'll be able to tell you where I am and what I really do. His thoughts were interrupted by a voice calling out to him.

"Mr. McCain!" Brandon turned to see Gordon and a dark-haired man coming towards him.

He recognized Gordon from his trip to the island. "Hi, Gordon. Nice to see you again," Brandon replied, extending his hand. Gordon took it, shaking it firmly.

Gordon nodded and motioned to his companion. "This is one of our other new recruits, Dominic Kelly.

Dominic extended his hand, and the two men shook. "Pleased t' meet you."

"Pleased to meet you too, Mr. Kelly."

"Ah, please, call me Dom. Most folks do."

"Well," Gordon interjected, "we'd best be getting a move on." He went to take one of Brandon's bags.

Brandon slung his duffel bag over his shoulder and picked up the two remaining bags. Following Gordon and Dom to the plane, he stowed his stuff and entered the plane, taking his seat and fastening his seat belt.

Dominic sat in the pilot's seat, and Gordon in the co-pilot's. Dominic looked back before buckling his seat belt to check on his son. "How's he been?" he asked Cherry.

"Fine," the young girl answered with a smile. Dominic turned back and glanced over the controls.

"Ready to go?" Gordon asked.

"As ready as I'll ever be, I guess," he answered.

It didn't seem like long before Gordon was requesting permission to land on Tracy Island. Dominic felt his heart skip a beat. This was really it. Permission was granted, and Gordon turned to Dominic.

"Would you like me to do the landing?" he asked.

Dominic thought for a moment; it had been a while since he had landed a plane.

"No, I think I'm okay to do it." He manipulated the steering yoke, and brought them down carefully, though not as smoothly as a more skilled hand could have. I guess I'll have to get training again, Dominic thought.

"Hey Dom," Brandon said in a teasing voice, "Be careful, will ya?" He looked at Joshua, who wasn't fazed in the least by his father's less than smooth landing.

Dominic threw a wry grin Brandon's way, and got up to let Gordon take over. When the plane was stationary and the ramp deployed, Dominic went back and unbuckled a sleepy Joshua, taking the child up in his arms.

Brandon stepped out of the plane, feeling the sun on his shoulders and smelling the aroma of the tropical flowers that decorated the Island. He turned to Gordon. "What next?"

They entered a large cargo lift, and Joshua started as it began to rise. The young child soon dozed back off, and the lift opened and left them off on a wide patio area, where they were met by Kyrano and Grandma.

"We shall allocate your apartments first, so you may put your things away and begin to settle in." Kyrano said.

"Considering your special circumstances," she motioned to Joshua, "we're allocating you a two-bedroom apartment. You just have to choose which one. Go ahead."

Dominic reached into the basket and picked one of them out. He showed it to Emily, who noted which one it was.

She held out the basket to Brandon. He reached in, picking out one of the remaining keys, showing it to Emily.

"Well then, we'd best get you all settled in," Kyrano said.

She and Kyrano showed the two men to their respective apartments. Dominic gave Cherry a grateful smile as she helped him bring his bags into the room, and he set his sleepy child down on the first bed he came across.

Brandon followed Emily to his apartment. Thanking her for her help, he took his bags and set them down. After exploring his new accommodations went out onto the balcony to take in the view.

I wonder who my 'neighbor' is? Brandon thought. A noise to his right made him turn and look.

"No way! Not him!" Brandon groaned inwardly.

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