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Kat, Nikki and Callie were eating their breakfast.

Some of the rescuers had returned yesterday and Kat and Callie had bombarded Brandon and Dom with questions about the rescue. Kat recalled the animosity between Christopher and Brandon. She had tried to calm the situation and at least the two had ended shaking hands. She inwardly shook her head; these were two of her newest friends and she liked them both. She hoped that maybe in time they would bury the hatchet and at least, if not be good friends, would be able to work together when a rescue was called.

Suddenly Kat was aware that Brains was talking to her.

"I would like your thoughts on Mr Tracy's seaplane. There is something just not right. I have my suspicions, but I would like to hear what you have to say."

Down in the boat pen, the seaplane had been winched into a dry dock so that the engines could be examined. Brains told Kat what he thought was the problem. Kat looked at the seaplane's engines very carefully. No, she thought, you are wrong, Brains, that is not the problem. She bit her lip; surely he must know what the real problem is. She turned to face him; he was watching her keenly.

Shall I agree with him, or tell him what the problem really is? She decided to be honest.

"Brains, I don't think you are right; in fact, I am sure you are quite wrong in your estimations. The problem you describe would not manifest itself in that way." By peering into the engines, totally forgetting herself in the beauty of the little plane, she went on to explain. "There appears to be something wrong with the compressor, the air is just not getting through and mixing with the fuel sufficiently well."

Brains looked startled. He had to admit that he had set a trick question, just to see how she would cope. She had passed with flying colours, not only correctly identifying the fault, but also being honest enough to tell him that he was wrong.

Brains laughed. "Hey, forgive me, I was just testing you to see how you would react. I was afraid that you might agree with me in an attempt not to go against my judgment."

Kat laughed with him. "Well, to be honest, if I made that kind of decision with FAB 1, then I would not be a very good mechanic, would I?"

For the next two hours, Kat and Brains worked on the seaplane. Kat became totally immersed in her work. She and Brains were forming a very good working relationship. She found herself telling him about her life and work with Lady Penelope. He wanted to know how such a small, feminine young girl had become interested in dirty and sometimes smelly engines. Kat explained that her father used to spend time working and doing up old engines, and by watching him she had become interested in them herself. "Mother was always saying that I used to come in as dirty as he was. I think she would have liked me to have a cleaner hobby, but really, engines just draw me like a magnet."

She added, "I am not really that feminine. I was always a bit of a tomboy at school, trying to compete with my two brothers. I hardly ever wore skirts, feeling much more comfortable in jeans and shorts and T-shirts."

Brains smiled at her; she had a streak of grease across her cheek.

Eventually Brains said. "Come on, grubby, it's time to finish for the day."

Kat straightened her aching back. "Grubby indeed, take a look at yourself," she said and she grinned at the bespectacled young man.

As they walked back to the monorail, Brains said, "You know, I think Mr Tracy made the right decision in taking you on. I had to admit that I was a bit skeptical that a young girl, and such a small one, could tackle the job in hand, but I have been proven wrong."

Kat smiled. "I am glad that I have proved myself capable."

She continued, "I have to admit, though, that learning that this was the headquarters of International Rescue was quite a shock, in fact I think I gave John quite a hard time when he was showing me around."

"Well, he won't hold that against you. In fact, he told me that he was glad you decided to stay."

Once back in her apartment, she peeled off her damp overalls, and after having a shower, changed into a swimsuit and sarong and headed for the pool. Walking through the now silent lounge, it was hard to imagine that just 12 hours ago it had been a hive of activity.

Lisa and Nikki were down by the pool. Kat flopped down beside them. "You look all in," Lisa remarked kindly.

"I have just spent two very intense hours with Brains working on Mr Tracy's seaplane, and now my back is aching."

"You need a massage. Let me help." Kat lay on her front and Lisa started to massage her tense muscles.

"Coo," Nikki said. "That looks so relaxing."

"It is," Kat mumbled, her face buried in her towel.

"There," Lisa said, "that should help."

"Have you settled in okay?" Lisa asked Kat as she rolled over and sat up.

"Yes, thank you. This is so very different from anything I have done in the past, but I shall enjoy the challenge. I enjoyed working with Brains this morning; in fact we have got off to quite a good start. He tried to trick me with a problem, but not only did I correctly diagnose the fault, I told him he was wrong."

Kat looked at Lisa. "That was wonderful, can I book you again, please?"

Lisa laughed. "Any time you feel tense, and I am not working on my daughter, by all means."

Going on to a more sober thought, Kat said, "I hope Mr Tracy is okay."

"So do I," Lisa answered, "but knowing my daughter, she will have something to say about him going off without telling any of us where he was going."

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