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From: Tikatu Sent: 2/25/2006 1:56 PM

Most of the men remained gathered in the lounge after the ladies had left.

"Say, how do like that?" Gordon exclaimed. "This is the second rescue where the Tracy family hasn't been needed. Except for Scott and Mom, that is."

Virgil nodded his head. "Seems kind of strange not to be going." Then he lapsed into silence.

"Elise will take care of your baby." Gordon grinned at his brother.

"Yes, I know she will. It's just that it feels strange not being the one in control of Two."

"She's a good pilot. She flew Thunderbird One well enough when you were all sick," John answered, and then continuing, "I wonder how Kat will get on trying to repair those trucks."

"Well, there should be no fear of attack this time," Brandon replied.

"That was very odd," Virgil agreed. "I wonder if it was our old enemy; the one trying to get our secrets."

Kyrano had been watching as Tin-Tin left with the young women. Jeff looked at his faithful retainer.

"She'll be okay."

"Yes. I know, Mr Tracy, but I still cannot help feeling a little concerned. It is a dangerous place, the Sahara. There is no telling what the women will find."

Just then Alan's portrait flashed. "Base from Thunderbird Five."

"Base here," Jeff said, reaching over to activate the live feed. "What do you have for us?"

"Thunderbird Two has just arrived at the danger zone. Thunderbird Seven and the Recovery Vehicles are about to disembark."

"Good. Keep monitoring the situation," Jeff told him. "I want to know every detail."

"F-A-B, base. Thunderbird Five on stand-by." Alan's portrait stayed as a live feed, but he turned his attention to other matters.

"This has got to be the strangest rescue that International Rescue has ever undertaken," Virgil commented. " No men required." He shook his head. "I didn't know that kind of thing still went on. I mean sheiks with several wives and concubines. Sounds like something out of the Arabian Nights."

Jeff looked at his son. "Yes, it does sound foreign and old fashioned. But I'm glad we took on extra personnel, especially the women. It has really paid off."

At that moment Mrs Tracy entered the lounge. "Anyone interested in some coffee?"

There was a general sound of assent, and Kyrano said, "I will help you, Mrs Tracy."

"Thank you, Kyrano," Emily said, smiling as the two of them left the lounge.

Once in the kitchen, Emily watched as Kyrano busied himself, helping get the coffee ready.

"Now Kyrano. Don't go worrying yourself too much. I'm sure that Tin-Tin and the young women will be perfectly okay. Scott is close by and they have Dianne with them, too."

Kyrano shook his head. "I am not sure. This is such an unusual situation. The women will be very vulnerable. The sandstorm can change the landscape very quickly. They could easily be attacked or lost."

Emily put a hand on his arm. "They are sensible young women, and have very good training. Plus, they are all in direct contact with both Scott and Alan. I don't think there's much cause for concern."

Placing the mugs on a tray, together with the coffee pots, Emily and Kyrano headed back to the lounge.

"Thank you, Mother, Kyrano," Jeff said with a small smile. "This is a definite help."

"You're welcome, Jeff," Emily replied. "Now, I think I'll head back to the kitchen and start preparing a meal for the ladies."

by Tawnyangel22 and Tikatu




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