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Jeff maneuvered himself behind the desk and sat down heavily, leaning his crutches at the end of the desk. Nearly everyone was there, and the lounge was more crowded than it had ever been.
 
"Who's missing?" he asked. Scott stood on his tiptoes and looked over the crowd.
 
"Dom, I think," he told his father just as the nurse came running in, his wailing son in his arms.
 
"Sorry, Mr. Tracy," Dom said, trying to quiet Joshua. "He had a poor night." He handed Joshua off to Emily, which made the child wail even louder and reach out for his father as he was removed from the room. As soon as things were quiet, Jeff opened communication with the space station.
 
"What do you have for us, John?"
 
"Earthquake in western Argentina, Father," John replied, looking at his electronic clipboard. "Mendoza was badly hit and the mayor has requested our assistance."
 
"What does it look like?"
 
"Lots of buildings pancaked and fallen. People trapped under the rubble and in buildings still standing. Mendoza's a fairly good sized city and they have a good emergency response team. But right now, they're swamped," Callie commented, coming to the screen.
 
"What should we take, Dad?" Scott asked. "The Mole? The DOMO? Thunderbird Seven?"
 
"If you want the Mole, you can't have Seven. They both can't fit into a pod together," Dianne warned.
 
"Hmm. A tough decision," Jeff said, tapping a pencil on his desk. He turned to John's picture. "John, Callie, tell the mayor of Mendoza that we are on our way."
 
"F-A-B," the satellite crew said in near unison.
 
"Virgil, take the DOMO, the Mobile Crane, and the Mole. Leave Seven behind," Jeff ordered. "Scott, you take Christopher with you in Thunderbird One. Start getting him familiar with procedures and controls there."
 
"Me?!" Christopher squeaked. "In Thunderbird One?"
 
"Yes, you!" Scott replied. "Come on! We're wasting time. Do you have your new uniform?"
 
"Uh, yes. I do," Christopher said, going over to the chair where he had laid his uniform down.
 
"Good! Let's go!" Scott called as he went to the light sconces and quickly disappeared. Christopher grabbed his uniform and followed.
 
"Elise, welcome to the team," Jeff said with a smile. "You ride shotgun with Virgil and get acquainted with Thunderbird Two. I think that's where your skills will best be used."
 
"Y-Yes, sir," Elise said, surprised. She watched at Virgil stood at the rocket portrait and the bit of wall flipped up for him. "Uh... how do I get there?"
 
"You take the passenger elevator," Gordon said.
 
"And you can show her where that is, Gordon. That is, if your doctor clears you for duty," Jeff said with a significant look at Dianne.
 
She nodded. "He's cleared. And since we'll be using Thunderbird Two's sickbay, I'll only need one nurse." She looked at both of them, then nodded at Nikki. "Nikki, how about you this time? That way Dom can take care of Joshua."
 
Nikki nodded and said, "That's fine with me."
 
Dianne turned to Dom. "Dom, don't think I'm taking her just because of Joshua. You've got a lot more experience than she does at in-the-field medicine and I want her to get some more hands-on so she's more comfortable with it. I hope you understand."
 
Dom was silent for a moment, and then he nodded. "I'll tend to my son now," he said as he left the lounge.
 
Meanwhile, Jeff was parceling out other duties. "Alan, Brandon, I want you here. You went on the last rescue, and I need someone fresh here in case we get another call on top of this one. Use the time to acquaint Brandon with some of the other auxiliary vehicles, Alan." Jeff looked up to find the lounge already half-empty as Gordon, Dianne, Elise, and Nikki had left.

Post by Tikatu on 15/12/2004

Jeff heartbeat Dianne plain My IR:TNP OTP!

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