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They entered the airlock and Scott tapped on the hatch to the station. When it opened, a man and a woman were there to greet them. The man said, "I'm Don Bailey and this is Corazon Sanchez. Thank God you're here."

"Where is the injured man?"

"This way." As Don took them down the passageway, Scott contacted Alan and had him patch him through to base.

"Base, this is Maverick. We are aboard the medical space station and on our way to where the injured man is."

"F-A-B, Maverick." Scott grimaced slightly as he thought he could hear amusement in his father's voice when he said the code name. "Remember, he is our priority. Get the number of personnel aboard, so we can determine how best to evacuate them."

"F-A-B, Base. Stand by."

Don led them into the control room and indicated where the man was. "His name is Paul Conners. We have the two dead men in the next room. They are Ken Jackson and Nick O'Reilly. The gentleman keeping an eye on Paul is Michael Chang."

"Einstein, check him out."

"F-A-B. Ursa, come with me, please."

As they went over to the other side of the control room, Scott turned back to Don. "I need to know how many people are currently aboard this station."

"Corazon?"

She brought up the roster on the computer. "Including Ken and Nick, there are twenty eight right now."

John and Scott looked at each other. "There's no way we could get everyone off and planetside in time," said John. He immediately contacted base himself. "Base, this is Quasar. We have a negative on evacuation. There are over two dozen personnel aboard. Einstein calculates it will take longer than the estimated time given to dangerous radiation levels for us to evacuate all personnel to Earth or the moon. Replacing some of the shielding will give us more time."

"Our priority is lives, not repairs.

Scott waved to John, indicating he wanted to speak. He had anticipated this reaction from Jeff. "Base from Maverick," he said. "Shield replacement is our best option for optimum survival of all personnel and preservation of the technology." He paused. "Besides, Base, it's not the first time we've prevented a meltdown. I seem to remember a certain nuclear reactor...."

Jeff harrumphed. "Acknowledged, Maverick. But the injured come first. If... uh... Einstein says he's stable enough to wait until you've put up the shielding, then you have the go-ahead. If not, you head back with the patient. As in that other rescue you referenced."

Brains joined the other two, so all could hear what he had to say at once. "Base, this is Einstein. The man is stable, but in critical condition. We need to get him planetside stat. But I have a suggestion. I've been informed that a few of the construction people here have had experience working on the outside of the station. Why don't Quasar and I take the casualty and the fatalities to the station's support base, leaving Ursa and Maverick behind to assist with this phase? We can then return to finish up."

Dianne, who had returned to the lounge to hear this, leaned over and, glancing at Jeff for permission, asked, "Einstein, this is Doc. What is the condition of the casualty?" Brains told her. "Then, I agree; he needs to be transported planetside as quickly as possible."

"All right. Go ahead with that plan. But have the engineers aboard contact their base and tell them to have the panels and oxygen tanks ready to load aboard Thunderbird 3 when it gets there. Might as well do the job right."

"F-A-B, base." Scott turned to the others. "Okay, you heard him. Let's get these men into our sickbay and get going. Mr. Bailey, will you give us the coordinates for your base station and contact them to tell them we're on our way? They'll need to have panels for the radiation shield and the bulkhead ready to load, as well as full oxygen tanks."

"I've already contacted them," Corazon said. "They'll have everything ready and waiting. They want to know your ETA."

Scott told her and she turned back to the console. Brains had returned to help Callie put Paul on the anti-grav stretcher, and they now headed back to the airlock with it. Scott and John, along with a couple of men from the station, went to get the bodies of the other two men. Soon they were in the sickbay and Scott and Callie were ready to return to the station.

"Okay, get the men down there, load up the panels and get back here as soon as possible," Scott said. "I'll help with the repair, and Callie will coordinate, keeping the lines of communication going between here and base."

"F-A-B, Maverick. We'll see you two very soon."

Scott and Callie returned to the station and Thunderbird Three headed back to Earth.

Posted by Hobbeth on 23/02/2005

Jeff heartbeat Dianne plain My IR:TNP OTP!

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