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From: Tikatu Sent: 5/25/2006 10:01 PM
Tuesday, July 17, 2068, 11:30 a.m., Tracy Island.
Elise shut off the jet's engines, and took off her headset. "I never thought I'd be so happy to see this island," she said.
Dianne rubbed the back of her neck as she removed her own headset, then stretched. "I'm sorry that our time away was so short," she said apologetically. "If you still need some more time off, we'll make arrangements for you to have it."
Elise looked thoughtful. "I don't know. Let's see how I do now that I'm back." She smiled at Dianne. "It was nice to spend a day with your family, though. I haven't really gotten to know the two older kids, though Tyler and I have had a couple of encounters. And your mother is a terrific cook."
"Thanks," Dianne replied with a smile. "I'm sure my mother enjoyed having you. The kids will either think that the week with Grandma is too short or too long. Depends on how many of their friends they get to see."
Scott popped his head into the cockpit. "Are you two ladies coming? There are a couple of people waiting out here to see you."
Dianne grinned and blushed, but Elise got up and pushed him back out into the cabin. "Just you let us finish our girl talk," she said. "We'll come out when we're good and ready."
Scott laughed, and headed down the steps. Elise came back into the cockpit, and Dianne asked, "How did you do over the ocean? How did you feel?"
Elise looked down at her hands. "I was nervous at first, especially when you asked me to switch places with you over the sea. But I remembered what you said about being in control... and I remembered the little trick Gordon played on me a couple of months ago." She glanced up at Dianne. "I knew I could do it. And eventually, I relaxed."
"Good. I think I noticed when you finally stopped gripping the controls so hard," Dianne replied. "You did very well."
"Yeah. I think I'm over the worst," Elise remarked.
Dianne shook her head slightly. "Don't assume that it's all gone and everything will be great and wonderful from now on. It takes time to get over such a deep-seated fear, and truthfully, you may never completely do so. But you've faced it; you know the whys and wherefores of it, and that gives you the tools for controlling the fear."
Elise thought about this for a moment, then nodded. "I understand. But I know I can control it, now. That makes a big difference." She looked out the window on the copilot's side. "I think that someone's looking for you."
Turning, Dianne saw a rather impatient looking Jeff outside, peering in through the window. She stuck her tongue out at him, and turned back to Elise with a wink and an impish grin. They giggled together like a couple of girls, then the door opened beside Dianne, and a second later, the one beside Elise did the same.
"C'mere, woman," Jeff growled as he pulled on Dianne's arm. The tug caught her off balance, and she practically fell into his arms. He placed her on the floor, and before she could make another move, he had fastened his lips on hers, much to her startled surprise.
On the other side, Virgil offered Elise his hand in assistance. She laughed, and took it with an exaggerated, "Why, thank you, kind sir!"
As she stepped out of the cockpit, he bowed elaborately. "My pleasure, m'lady." The play acting set them both to chuckling, then to laughing. "Let me give Scott a hand with the luggage, and you can tell me about the trip," he added.
She swept a hand through her hair, and nodded. As the men dealt with the cargo bay, Elise looked around the hangar, and over at Thunderbird Two sitting there on its hydraulic legs. She gave a long, satisfied sigh. Suddenly, she couldn't wait to get into the cargo carrier's pilot seat again.
98% pure evil...and loving every minute of it.
 
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