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From: Tikatu Sent: 7/2/2006 7:54 PM

Wednesday, July 18, 2068, 1:45 p.m., local time, the Danger Zone. (5:45 p.m. Tracy Island)

Scott met with the cutting team in the clearing, near the Mobile Crane.

"Now that we've got the plane secured," he said, "we have to cut our way to the plane and create a doorway on this side so that our medical team can get in." He pointed at Gordon and John. "You two will come up with me and we'll do the cutting. Dak, you head back to Seven and start pulling the supplies you medics are going to need over here to the crane."

"F-A-B," Dom said. "But I have a condition; one that Doc would back me up on."

"What's that?" Scott asked, sounding annoyed.

"That you all come and get something to drink." Dom gestured to the jungle surrounding them. "Need to keep hydrated, you know."

Scott smiled a little. "F-A-B, Dak." He motioned toward Gordon. "You heard the man. Go with him and get a drink, then help him bring back some of the equipment the medics will need. When you come back, Quasar and I can go. I'll put in a call to Two and see if Virgil's had any luck with the communications." He glanced around, turning slowly. "I still want us to be on high security alert, though. No one out of sight or alone at any time. We don't need a repeat of what happened to Ursa."

"F-A-B," Gordon said. He and Dom headed off toward Seven.

"How will we handle the medics in Seven?" John asked. "There'll probably need to be at least two of them in the plane, leaving one with the patients in the medical cabin."

"We can escort back and forth, and if need be, one of us can help out in the plane, while two are treating patients in Seven," Scott said. He shook his head. "It's the only solution I can come up with." Tapping his earphone, he said, "I'll better call Van Gogh. Thunderbird Two from Maverick, do you read?"

"Maverick, this is Thunderbird Two." Virgil's voice sounded in Scott's ear. "Go ahead."

Scott thought his brother sounded a bit tired and strained. "Status report, Van Gogh."

"No breakthrough with communications," Virgil replied. "Ursa has been sleeping for roughly 20 minutes."

"What about you, Van Gogh?" Scott asked, his voice low and sounding concerned.

"I'm... coping," Virgil replied. "My leg is sore and stiff and I've got half a mind to ask Doc for another local."

"You've got half a mind all right," Scott quipped. "Status update here: we've secured the plane as best we can, and we're going to start cutting our way in. Hope to bring out our first rescuees within the next thirty to forty-five minutes."

"F-A-B, Maverick. I'll keep trying with the communications."

"Good man. Let me know the minute you get through. Keep yourself cool and hydrated. Maverick out." Scott turned to John. "Let's get the cutting equipment onto the crane. Then we'll see about something to drink and a few minutes in the air conditioning of Thunderbird Seven."




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