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Scott made a command decision. "Alan, try to patch me through to Dad's telecomm. Even if he's in the hands of someone like the Hood, he can pass the beeping off as an alarm."

"FAB, Scott," Alan replied. Scott pushed a button and a computer screen rose up from inside the desk. "Transfer his coordinates here, too, will you? I want to see where we're going if we have to scramble."

A map appeared on the screen and quickly zeroed in on the coordinates where the telecomm was broadcasting.

"New Hampshire?" Dianne queried, looking over Scott's shoulder. "What 'n hell is he doin' there?"

"I don't know, but I'm gonna find out," Scott said grimly.

The beeping grew louder, shaking Elise from her few minutes rest. "The radio! Someone's found us! Thank God!" She grabbed the microphone and practically started to yell into it.

"Can you hear me? This is Tracy One, please respond, over?"

Nothing. The same static as before, yet the beeping noise continued.

Elise looked around, confused. Obviously it wasn't the radio, so what was making that noise? She tried to home in on the sound and it seemed to be coming from where Jeff lay. Making her way over to him, she carefully and gently looked around him. He still hadn't woken and was still ashen. Sitting still, she could hear the beeping coming from almost beneath her. She lowered her head towards where his arm lay, where she had earlier felt for a pulse. Placing her hand on his arm, she felt the watch vibrate.

"What the heck?"

She had no idea what was happening, except that the alarm had decided to go off. Raising Jeff's arm a little, her intention was to switch it off. She pressed one of the buttons on the side.

"There he is!" Alan cried as the connection was made. Scott jumped on the speaker.

The vid picture confused Scott and Dianne both; it was dark. Scott called into the microphone. "Scott Tracy to Jeff Tracy! Do you read me? Come in, Jeff Tracy!"

There was no response. Stepmother and stepson looked at each other.

"Tracy Island to Jeff Tracy! Come in, Dad!"

Elise was struck dumb; she knew that voice! It was Scott. The watch was some kind of communication device, and Scott was trying to contact them!

"He found us! You're gonna be all right. Mr. Tracy. Scott found us!" Elise struggled with the small device. Frozen fingers were not helping.

"Scott? S-Scott? Can y-you hear me?" She was shivering again, trying to find the right button to open communications from herself to Scott.

Scott and Dianne were both getting concerned. Dianne wrapped her arms around herself and began to walk towards the windows.

I'm going to risk it. If this doesn't get his attention, nothing will. "International Rescue headquarters to Jeff Tracy. Come in, Jeff Tracy!"

Dianne turned back as she heard Scott's latest attempt. "You'll be 'n trouble for that one, Scott. Hope he isn't 'n trouble his own self."

Elise stopped dead in her tracks, her fingers still on the watch. International Rescue? She swore that's what she just heard Scott say. What the heck have they got to do with this? Pushing the thought aside for the moment, Elise tried again to open up communications.

"Scott! P-please answer me, Scott."

"Ah heard somethin'!" Dianne looked at Scott. "Try it again, Scott!"

"International Rescue Base calling Jeff Tracy! Come in Jeff Tracy!" Scott waited. Then he heard it too. A voice, not his father's, but a voice pleading for help.

"Scott! It's Elise, we're down and we're critical."

Dianne's face drained of color, but she hit the emergency signal that rang throughout the house and the apartments. Gordon, who was showing Brandon around Thunderbird Four, poked him and indicated for him to follow. Brains gathered up Callie and Kat from where they were in the lab and brought them with him. Tin-Tin, who was sunning out on by the pool with Nikki, grabbed the nurse by the hand and all but dragged her up the stairs to the Villa.

Cherry heard the alarm from the Cliff House patio where she was playing with Asterix. She picked up the kitty and returned him to Christopher.

"You need to come, Mr. Jordan," she said. "That's the emergency signal. There's going to be a rescue." Christopher frowned, but followed the girl.

In the kitchen, Dominic was discussing his vegetarian needs with Kyrano when the signal went off. He looked at the Malaysian with curiosity.

"Mr. Kelly, that is the emergency signal. You must go to the lounge right away. A rescue is being called in."

Dominic glanced over at Joshua, who was busy banging on a pot with a spoon under Emily Tracy's watchful eye.

"Go. We'll take good care of him," she told him encouragingly. Dominic nodded and headed upstairs.

Within minutes, the entire contingent, new and old, stood before the desk.

"Okay, Elise. What is your situation?" Scott asked crisply.

"Desperate, Scott. Went down a few hours ago, hit a really bad ice and snow storm. Couldn't...couldn't make it through." Elise was gasping for breath again, as the pain renewed itself in her ribcage. "Wind shear, Scott, took us down. We must have slammed into the mountain. Your Dad, Scott... he's not good... gotta help him Scott, you've gotta... help... him. It's so... so c-cold Scott, soo cold."

"Okay, Elise. I want you to keep talking to me or to whoever is on the other end of this circuit. Do you understand?"

While Scott talked to Elise, Dianne sent Virgil on his way down to Thunderbird Two. "Make sure you take pod seven. This is yoah fathah an' mah husband an' Ah want him on th' surgical bed in mah Thunderbird!"

"Yes, ma'am!" Virgil said, surprised.

Dianne looked around at the group. "Dominic, Ah think Ah could use your help here. An' we'll probably need some muscle, too. Gordon? Brandon?"

"John, you come over here and keep Elise talking. You've got the most soothing voice," Scott said. "Elise, I'm handing you over to John. Talk to him. I'm on my way."

"Okay." Elise replied in a now tired, small voice.

"Elise, it's John, I want you to promise me you'll stay with me, keep talking to me, you got that?"

"Yes... keep talking... promise I won't let go of the watch...I won't let go."

"Good girl, stay with me. Elise, is my father awake?"

Elise glanced over to Jeff once again "No, he's not regained consciousness since we crashed."

John winced, but his voice never betrayed him. "Tell me what you did for him Elise, every detail, okay?"

Elise told him everything she had done, and John kept her talking as long as he could without overtaxing her. He could tell she was weary and the cold was affecting her now.

"Elise, help is on its way, do you understand me? We're coming to get you both."

"We? Who's coming?" Elise remembered Scott's reference to International Rescue. "Is International Rescue coming? What about Scott?"

John thought carefully before he spoke. "Elise, International Rescue and Scott are on their way. They'll get to you soon, hang on, honey, just hang on."

Dianne had ducked out for a few moments and when she came back, she was dressed differently. She wore a pair of light blue trousers, a dark blue bomber-style jacket, with a dark, blood-red mock turtleneck shirt peeking up from beneath the jacket collar. Dark red piping decorated the edges of the jacket and a red stripe traveled down on the outside of her trouser leg and topped her light blue boots. She carried a large duffel bag.

"Mom?" Gordon asked, a question in his eyes.

"New uniform design," she said tersely. "Dom, go with Gordon and Brandon. Ah'm travelin' with Scott."

Scott looked at her, then nodded and headed for Thunderbird One, Dianne on his heels.

Post by FrankieCTB2 and Tikatu on 01/07/2004

Jeff heartbeat Dianne plain My IR:TNP OTP!

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