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From: FrankieCTB2 Sent: 6/7/2006 6:24 PM
Tracy Island.
"Base from Thunderbird Five."
"Go ahead, Alan."
"I've managed to re-route the signal to a different frequency, overriding the jamming that caused the communications shutdown on 'One and 'Two. You should be able to hear feed back from the headsets and wristcomms, but I can't guarantee it'll be clear."
The occupants of the lounge, Brandon, Kat, Elise, Grandma and Jeff all exchanged worried glances.
"Okay, Indy, switch it through. We'll take what we can get," Jeff replied.
Alan got busy and looked as if he'd been frantically trying to get communications up and running for some time. "Okay, try it now, Boss."
"F.A.B. Thunderbird One from Base. Calling Thunderbird One from Base..."
Static came back as an answer. Jeff exhaled, and tried again. "Thunderbirds One and Two from Base..." If Scott couldn't answer, maybe Virgil could.
Brandon spoke quietly to Elise. "How bad do you think it's going to get? I mean without radio contact, we've no idea what's going on down there."
"I know, the dense jungle is no place to lose contact with your crew or base. I only hope they can 'talk' to each other. Maybe in close proximity, it's not a problem."
They both turned their heads towards Jeff as he muttered, "Dammit!" and continued to try to call. He was mid-sentence in calling Thunderbird One again when the static broke and voices came through. They weren't clear, as Alan had said they might not be, but Jeff took what he could get.
"The plane is turned ... ab ... quarter way ... side ... port wi... broken ... starboard..." More static cut off John's voice.
"Quasar? This is Base. Can you read me?" Jeff waited impatiently for a reply that didn't come. Elise and Brandon moved closer to the desk to hear better. Suddenly, the static broke again.
"Scott! ... out!" There was a loud crackling and muffled sounds on top of the static.
Elise leaned forward in her seat. "That was Virgil! Scott's in trouble."
"Oh my." Grandma's soft voice came from a few feet away. Elise and Brandon had momentarily forgotten she was still in the lounge.
"I'm sure everything will be okay, Mrs. Tracy." Brandon tried to reassure her. "Here, come and sit down, so you can hear better." He offered his seat and she sat down near her son. Jeff muttered something to her and she seemed to relax a little.
Elise started to worry. It wasn't like Scott to put himself or any of the team in harm's way; and why was Virgil yelling? The feedback had returned to static.
Jeff immediately raised Thunderbird Five "Indy! What the hell is going on down there? We've lost the feed back again."
"I know Da ... Boss! ... I've got it recording up here, I'll transfer the rest of it to you." Alan was beginning to sound frustrated. He'd obviously heard the exchange between his brothers on the ground and not knowing who was injured and how badly, was not helping his attitude or his attempts at staying calm. He activated a switch and the radio on Jeff's end sprung to life again.
"Scott! ...out!"
"Arrgh ... "
Elise was on her feet, "Oh my God, that's Virgil!" Jeff glanced at her, thinking the same thing, though he didn't show it or say it.
"Maverick to Doc! We have ... man...down!"
"Jeff! Who is it? Oh my!" Grandma demanded as she heard the exchange.
"Mother, calm down; the boys will be okay." He paged Kyrano to come and assist in calming the distraught Mrs. Tracy. His wise friend knew just how to make her feel at ease. Hell, he knows how to make us ALL feel at ease. Jeff thought. Kyrano came instantly to the lounge and comforted Jeff's mother.
"Are you sure that was Virgil?" Brandon asked Elise.
She glared at him as if he'd grown two heads. "Yes! Of course I'm sure it was him. I'd know Virgil's voice anywhere!" She was now on her feet and pacing slightly. "Mr. Tracy, can you confirm who's down?" she asked nervously.
"I'm trying Elise, I'm trying," Jeff answered without looking at her, but continuing to work on restoring communications with Alan.
Elise sat back down again but was nervously fidgeting. When had Virgil suddenly become so important to me? Scott's my friend, and I treasure that friendship, especially after recent events, but Virgil? She thought about the note he'd written and how his words had given her strength and comfort. She'd been trying to thank him, but hadn't had the chance. Now he might be seriously injured. An uneasy feeling settled in her gut.
Although he was busy with Alan, Jeff hadn't let Elise's worry about his second eldest son go unnoticed. He filed the information away for later. Right now, he was worried enough about Virgil himself. As his youngest tried to fix the communications, Jeff tried to reach Dianne.
98% pure evil...and loving every minute of it.
 
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