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Brandon followed his three team mates as they went to the workout room. He bantered back and forth with them while his mind recounted the events of earlier that day.

FLASHBACK: Late Afternoon-April 5th, 2068

Brandon walked slowly back to his apartment. He had spent the last two hours in the simulator attempting to learn how to operate Thunderbird Four, and things had not gone well. "Man, do I need more training," he complained as he continued walking. "That session was the worst yet." In two hours, he had managed to crash Thunderbird Four into the ocean bottom numerous times. As he continued walking, he heard Christopher's cheerful voice call out to him

"Hello, Brandon. How has your morning been?" Christopher quickened his pace to catch up with his friend. As he walked next to him, one look at his friend's face told him all he needed to know. "Not so good, I take it."

Brandon rolled his eyes at Chris and kept walking. "You got that right!" he said disgustedly. "I thought the simulator would be easy."

"Give it time. You'll get the hang of it. All you need is a little bit of patience."

Brandon smiled slightly. "It's not easy. Patience isn't one of my strong points."

The two men continued talking until they arrived at their respective apartments. "Don't worry about it. It'll come," Chris said as he turned to enter his apartment. Brandon nodded in agreement and, after saying goodbye to his friend, he went inside his place and sat down on the couch to unwind. He had just decided on a shower and moaned when the phone rang.

"Sorry to bother you, Brandon, but I forgot to tell you something important."

"Oh, what's that?" Brandon asked.

"Doc's inserting the implants. You're the last person in the queue."

"Thanks, Chris. I'll get down there as soon as I freshen up."

Brandon stood in the shower, and as the warm water coursed down his body, he thought about where to put the implant. He considered and rejected several different places, including the upper arm, the shoulder and the small of his back. As he soaped his washcloth and began to wash, a smile crossed his face. That's it. I bet nobody thought to put one there.

Dianne heard a noise and looked up from the notes she was dictating to find Brandon standing inside the door.

"Hello, Brandon. What can I do for you?"

"Hi, Doc. I'm here to get my implant. Is it too late to get it today?"

"No, it isn't too late. Just tell me where you want it and we'll get it done."

He paused, looking quickly around the room to make sure no one was present, save for Dianne, who was amused at his attitude.

"Mister McCain, neither one of us has all day. Just tell me where you want it." Finally, after stalling a bit, he told her.

Dianne chuckled as she remarked, "I've got to admit, that place is one of a kind. Now Brandon," she said to the young man, "I want you to go wait for me by the exam table while I get the injection ready."

"Sure thing, Doc." He did as she asked, while she went to prepare the injection. A few moments later, she returned, two needles in her hand, one small, and a larger one containing the chip.

"All right, we're ready now. All I need you to do is uncover the area."

"Aww, come on Doc. Isn't there another way?"

"No there isn't. Look, the sooner you do this, the sooner we both get out of here."

"Okay," Brandon sighed, doing as he was told. As she took the smaller needle and numbed the area, he put his head down thinking; I sure hope Gordon doesn't catch me like this. I'd never live it down. He felt a sharp pain, similar to a bee sting, followed by a numb sensation that spread farther than he expected.

When Dianne was sure the area was completely numb, she brought forth the bigger needle and injected the transmitter.

"There you go, Brandon. All done."

"Whoa, Doc," Brandon said as he re-covered the area "That was fast. I just wish the numbness would go away as fast."

"Don't worry, it will be all but gone by the time you get back to your place."

Brandon left the sick room, going back to his apartment, and rubbing the spot where the injection had been given. I know it was an inconvenience to have these things implanted, but if it'll prevent a repeat of the North Sea mishap, then it's worth it.

Post by MagicMaster8 on 08/03/2005

Jeff heartbeat Dianne plain My IR:TNP OTP!

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