Thunderbirds: Air Force Attack

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Chapter 1- A Call From The Chick Colonel

At the US air force base, two women, one of them older than the other, walked towards hangar 1 where they spotted a plane which hadn't been used since her pilot left the force. As the African-American woman looked at it, she said to the redhead "There's an air show on Saturday and you miss that guy as much as I do, Colonel Carter."

"Now, Sandi, you know how hard it is for Jeff Tracy to change his mind about Scott's lifestlye since he joined International Rescue." Colonel Ann Carter said as she and Captain Alexandria 'Sandi' McKenzie both looked up at the sky as they heard a plane fly overhead and guessed that Scott was in that plane which they both identified as Thunderbird 1.

"Maybe I can't ask you to call Scott, Colonel," Sandi told Colonel Carter as she remembered what a great boyfriend Scott was. "Maybe Kelly can since she's one of my best friends."

"Good idea, Sandi." said Colonel Carter running to her headquarters where her 24 year old daughter Kelly was.

"Mom," Kelly asked as she saw her mother arrive back so soon. "Are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah, Kelly," declared Colonel Carter before dialling the operator. "Hello, Operator, get me Jeff Tracy's current phone number!"

On Tracy Island, Jeff Tracy was at his desk while four of his five sons were watching Sick Sad America in 24 year old Scott's bedroom, the redheaded son, 18 year old Gordon was clutching some paper from a computer.

"I'm downloading my award-winning story to an internet publishing site." said Gordon.

"You mean The Aquanaut Chronicles, don't you, Gordon?" asked 20 year old Virgil.

Gordon nodded as the telephone began to ring. Jeff answered it and then yelled "Scott, it's for you."

"Send it up to my wallphone, Dad," Scott said and as Jeff did so, Scott sat beside it and said "Hello?"

"Scott darling," said the voice of Scott's air force commanding officer, Colonel Ann Carter. "Who is this?"

"Hi, Colonel Carter, I mean Mom." said Scott as his brothers went to watch their own TVs in their own rooms.

"Look, Scott, Since there's an air show on Saturday," Colonel Carter said. "I'm going to need your help. I need your father to take you to the Air Force base on Friday at 7:45pm. I sent a letter to Tracy Enterprises."

Scott smiled at the Colonel and said "Ah, sure."

"Let your brothers know you'll be with me," Colonel Carter said. "Tell them the truth about the air show. That'll just make your father happy. I'll see you on Saturday."

"Okay." Scott said hanging up as Jeff arrived in Scott's room happily.

"Scott," Jeff said smiling at Scott. "You can go to that air show. Ann said I can take you on Friday evening and pick you up on Sunday night, okay?"

Scott nodded as he was getting ready to pack for a rescue free weekend.

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Chapter 2- Welcome Back, Scott

Colonel Carter and here two daughters, Kelly and 20 year old Louise sat in the colonel's headquarters as they saw Tracy 1 arrive at Air Force base and Scott had came out, Scott wore his favorite dark denim jacket with the sleeves pushed up, dark denim jeans, a light blue shirt sticking out of his pants that was a superb fit and showed his well kept physique and blue sneakers. He had kissed his father goodbye and Jeff told his oldest son that he'd pick him up on Sunday night.

Kelly was a bit taller than her mother and had her mother's red hair and blue eyes while Louise was slightly shorter than both Kelly and their mother and had the same dark brown hair as Scott and green eyes. Kelly wore a pink 3/4 length sleeved top with a small yellow butterfly on it, a dark blue denim jacket, dark blue jeans and dark brown ankle length combat boots while Louise wore a dark green combat jacket, a light orange T-shirt, a black pleated mini skirt and black knee high combat boots with a red Alice band in her hair and she saw Scott coming towards the headquarters as Tracy 1 took off. Colonel Carter heard Scott knocking at the door and Kelly decided to open it. He decided to gel his hair up to perfection and he smiled as he walked over to the Carter family.

Scott knew he'd have to meet Sandi and the rest of the gang except for Lieutenant General Wayne Thomas's his arch rival Tim Scam Jr who Colonel Carter knew tried to seduce her daughter Kelly in the past. As soon as Sandi, Tommy Pearl and Nicola Nelson arrived at the quarters, they were happy to see Scott.

"Scott, great to see you again." Louise said as Scott smiled at her.

"Wow, Scott, you often told us that life sucks!" said Kelly as she looked at Scott while beside her younger sister.

"Scott, Sandi said that you were planning to get married of you came back for good." said Tommy as Scott slapped him in the back of his dark brown head.

"Scott, I think that sometimes Tommy tends to annoy Sandi with that crack." Nicola said as Scott tired to ignore her large bosoms, her blonde hair in the same sort of Alice band as Louise's but her's was pink which was her favorite color.

"Scott, oh my god, I thought I'd never see you again." Sandi said as she gave Scott a big hug, her dark hair near his cheek.

"Scott darling, we're so glad to have you back for this weekend." Colonel Carter said as she sipped the coffee that her assistant Sally Anne Stevenson made her.

"Oh my god, did I just heard what I think I heard?" James Astin asked as he arrived, his brown hair looking rather untidy.

"Yep, Scott's back for the weekend but the colonel needs to know he's okay and stuff." Lennie Anderson said as the gang left to go to the canteen and he studied his red hair.

Scott couldn't believe how much fun he was having, he had missed all of this by being at home with his family the whole time and was never able to date other girls except for Sandi like he did when he was in the Air Force and he occasionally saw and heard from her.

Scott was now dancing with Sandi; he held her close and slow danced to Potsie's 'Sleeping With The Light On'. She was the perfect height for Scott to let her rest her chin on his shoulder as they swayed from side to side and back and forth to the music and her dark hair bounced on her shoulders. Scott looked into Sandi's brown eyes and smiled, she smiled back as Tommy and Nicola danced.

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Chapter 3- Bad Guy At Base

As the team were preparing for tomorrow's air show, Tim Scam Jr, along with the Hood's guards, Bruce and Lance, had decided that he may as well keep a sharp eye out for Scott as he discovered that he was at Air Force base. Tim knew he had to help the Hood when he wanted to get rid of International Rescue once and for good. Besides, Scott was Tim's arch rival at the Air Force Academy and this allowed him to be angry with Scott at anytime as Colonel Carter and General Andrew Thomas both treated Scott like one of their own children.

Tim also knew that if Scott escaped, the Hood would be very angry and he would be dead meat. Bruce was African-American like both Mullion, the Hood's chief guard, and Sandi while Lance looked a lit bit like Patrick Swayze from the movie Dirty Dancing as far as Tim could tell from his father's time with the Hood.

"This better be good." said Tim as he picked up his cell phone.

"Tim," said the Hood on the other line. "Did you see him yet?"

"Well, so far so good, I think I'm gonna have an easy time catching Scott alone as he's Colonel Carter's favorite pilot anyway. Anyway, everyone'll know when he's missing." Tim said.

"Good, make sure Jeff knows, understood?" the Hood asked.

"What's da boss gonna be doing with him?" Bruce asked.

"Nothing much and don't worry about Jeff, you leave him to me." the Hood said as he hung up.

"What the hell do you think you're doing," came the voice of 24 year old Lieutenant General Wayne Thomas, the general's oldest son who had his father's dark hair and blue eyes like Scott did with Jeff. "Mr Tracy'll know anyway and you're gonna be in trouble when my dad finds out."

"That's enough talk from your big mouth, Tough Guy." Lance's husky voice said as Wayne charged at him but Bruce hit him with such force that Wayne ended up on the floor unconscious.

"What," came the voice of General Andrew Thomas from his headquarters. "What do you mean that Tim Scam kid's back, Stuart? What's going on?"

22 year old Stuart Thomas who was wearing blue jeans, a light green shirt tucked out of his blue jeans, a matching jean jacket and green sneakers shrugged while his father glared at him and his 19 year old brother Marshall who was wearing a black T-shirt tucked out of his pants, a black ziptop, blue jeans and red sneakers. Both of them had brown hair and hazel eyes which obvisouly came from their mother like Virgil.

"Thing is, Dad, I don't even know how that guy came here either!" Stuart told his father as he thought about Marshall's worst case sceneraio.

General Thomas had just been informed of Marshall's incident with Tim. He found him unconscious in the hospital bed on which his late mother gave birth to him and his two older brothers.

"Marshall!" General Thomas said as he gently laid his hand on the only part of his youngest son that wasn't covered with bruises, the top of his brown head and stroked his hair in what he thought was a soothing fashion but the young man woke up flinching and sobbed again breaking into his horrified reverie.

"Marshall! It's okay," General Thomas tried again. "You're safe!" The young man gently opened his eyes and decided to focus on his father's face.

Marshall ceased his struggles and stared out, stunned. He drew in a shuddering breath. "Dad?" he whispered incredulously.

General Thomas grinned in relief and said "Yeah, Son. It's me. Dr Wilkie'll be here soon but your face is swollen."

Tears trickled from the corners of Marshall's eyes again as he he licked his cracked lips and asked "Can I have a drink of water?" His voice was quiet now, a child whose nightmare had ended.

It broke General Thomas's heart to deny him such a simple request but with the danger of internal injuries, there was a chance that Dr Edward Wilkie, the Air Force's Austrailian doctor, who had left before Scott left, could allow him to drink anything. "Alright, Marshall." Dr Wilike's voice said.

"Thanks, Doc." Marshall said, his voice was stronger now.

General Thomas saw Dr Wilkie get Marshall his water and as he handed it to him, he said "Here you go. Let me tilt you up so you can do that."

He placed his arm under Marshall's head gently lifting him to a reclining position. Marshall's hands were still very pale; although the pale coloration was fading, he still couldn't hold the container. "Okay, here's the basin." General Thomas said as the operation was carried out with a minimum of spillage but Dr Wilkie ntoiced that there was only a waterfall of blood that was being rinsed out.

"That's better. Thanks." he sighed deeply. Thus reassured, he slept.

"Wait, Dad," Marshall said. "Dad! No! I'm not sure on him after he slapped me in the face." but his words fell on deaf ears as the General left the room looking for Wayne.

"Don't worry, Marshall," Stuart told Marshall. "You really need to wait for Scott to show up."

An hour later, Marshall and Stuart saw their father and older brother with Scott coming to the headquarters as the general's assistant Andrea Stevenson brought food.

"Thanks, Andrea," said General Thomas before turning his attention to his own sons and Scott. "Please, enjoy the meal, Scott, boys."

Scott doubted but his hunger proved to be stronger and he began to eat.

"Scott," Wayne said. "I know that we're often mistaken for each other but I was thinking, you're one of International Rescue, maybe your dad can give some of us memberships too."

Stuart and Marshall glared at him.

"I'm not sure, Wayne," Scott said. "You see, we'll have to disguss it with our dads."

"Dad, I think it'd be great." Stuart said as Marshall began chuckling and almost began to choke.

"Marshall Harold Thomas, don't laugh when you've got food in your mouth." said the General.

"Sorry, Dad." said Marshall as both Wayne and Stuart were due to throw up.

"it's alright, Baby." said General Thomas as he hugged his youngest son and Scott began to leave.

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Chapter 4- The Air Show

Scott and Sandi stepped onto the massive stage, hand in hand and, like the rest of the gang, could barely hold back their surprise. Sandi remembered the last time she saw Scott at an air show but judging by the last time they were there, Scott had noticed that his father was in the audience but was trying to look for him. Sandi knew that Jeff was doing very well with the boys.

"Wow, Scott, Colonel Carter said that your dad and brothers won't be there this time," Sandi said calmly. "Are you feeling okay?"

Scott put his left arm around Sandi's shoulders as if he was nervous and said "I had no idea my family wasn't coming, Sandi."

"Has International Rescue made you lose all of your charm, Scott?" Astin asked mildly.

"Not when I think the day my dad pulled me out of here against my own will," Scott stated cooly. He later held a photo of him and Sandi and handed it to Astin. "Sometimes, I wish I'd never joined anyway."

"This picture was taken by Wayne before you left, Scott. We're glad you were the best," Lennie replied looking at the photo. "But I'll have you do the speech, I'm pretty nervous."

Scott bit back a retort. He knew to expect a great reception but at this rate, the show had to go on.

"Are you ready, Scott?" Marshall asked idly.

"Ready, Marshall," Scott replied simply. "How bout you? The life of a General's kid exciting?"

Marshall shrugged as Stuart said "Our dad's pretty jealous of your dad but they're best friends anyway."

Scott stood then went on to the stage until he was mere inches from General Thomas and Colonel Carter and said "Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the 2010 Air Show."

"That didn't seem to be the speech I wrote for you, Lennie dude." Stuart quietly replied.

"Folks change, Stu," Wayne told Stuart. "What's the excitment with Scott about. I noticed he doesn't seem to be a priority anymore."

Everything was going as Tim knew the Hood had planned. Once the plan played out, the Hood would finally be able to fulfill his purpose and gain his freedom by destroying International Rescue. Now all he could do was wait for a call from the Hood before preying on Scott or another unsuspecting victim.

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Chapter 5- The Call

Back on Tracy Island, Jeff was still working when his satellite phone started trilling incessantly from its resting place on the table. He quickly snatched it up to answer it. "Jeff Tracy here."

The familiar voice of his oldest son grated against his ears. "Hey, Dad, even though you didn't show up, I forgive you."

Jeff noticed that Virgil, Gordon and Alan were watching TV and grew quiet. He mouthed 'It's your brother Scott' to them before he replied "I had work, Scott and I'm sorry we didn't show up."

"So, what's going on back home?" asked Scott.

"We're just fine." said Jeff.

"Thank God because Sandi told me that Tim Scam's been after me since I showed up." Scott said as he looked rather worried.

Jeff knew his sons were not scared of anything then he noticed Wayne and Kelly standing behind Scott in the background.

"Scott, that's a great video communicator and it looks like a watch." Wayne said from behind Scott.

"Be warned though, Scott: If you get captured or killed by that boy, I'll make sure that there is no place on this Earth that he can hide from me and I'll personally hunt him down myself." Jeff said and then, Scott hung up.

"Hey, guys, wondering where the day's gone?" asked Scott chuckling.

Kelly noticed that Scott had finished calling his father making her and Wayne look at him.

"How time flies, Scott. I'm glad you're back but Wayne said Tim Scam arrived looking for you," said Kelly hugging Scott. "But you and your family'll stop him and end his bid for getting his own back at you after you got him away from us."

"Sorry, Scott," a familiar voice said from behind Scott as he and Wayne wakled Kelly back to Colonel Carter's quarters. "I can't leave you or the gang alone for a moment, now can I?"

A wave of pain tore through Scott's mind knocking the breath out of him as Bruce grabbed Wayne and Lance grabbed him while Tim groped Kelly.

"You son of a pregnant dog," Kelly yelled struggling against the man groping her. "Get your flithy hands off me."

"Everyone's got their limits, Kelly." Tim purred as he gripped her tighter.

Scott and Wayne were dragged into Wayne's old rival's sights. "Have they? Well, my limits are to kick your ass. You get off my buddy's girlfriend or I'll punch you so hard, the Hood'll feel it." Scott said.

"That's dumb." Tim retorted as he was about to kiss Kelly.

Kelly flinched away, slapped Tim across the face and said "Tim, if I wanted you near me, it'll never happen cause Scott always knows when to kick your ass." Then, Tim backed away from Kelly as Scott struggled out of Lance's grip and Wayne struggled out of Bruce's grip and held her hand.

"Tim knows who you and family are, Scott," Kelly said as she hugged onto Scott and began to cry. "He wants Wayne out of the way so he can have me to himself."

Scott was getting more affectionate around Kelly as he threw his arms around her sobbing form and said "I'm not gonna rest 'til that jerk Tim is back behind bars."

Kelly blinked as Scott growled at Tim. Her thoughts were coming rapid fire and Scott was reading him like an open book. They had to stay calm. Scott fumed as he watched Tim and those moronic guards turn and head down to Hangar 18.

As he stormed off, Tim angrilly told Scott "This isn't over, Scott, you haven't seen the last of me."

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Chapter 6- The Encounter

Scott put the Bluebird in "hover" mode. He soon saw Tim carrying a roll of duct tape, a syringe, a mind control device that resembled a bracelet and some rope into the General's headquarters followed by both Bruce and Lance. Wayne told Scott to wait up for him as they both followed him.

"Well, General Thomas, what do you say now?" asked Tim to the dark haired, middle aged general as Bowzer snarled and then barked viciously at him.

"I say get out!" snarled General Thomas as both Bruce and Lance apparently jumped him and Tim drugged him.

"Wow, Tim. That was totally clever – the way you broke into General Thomas's headquarters." Scott told his old rival sarcasticlly as he and Wayne arrived in the General's headquarters.

"Why, I was merely pointing out a fact, Scott. Do you really think you and the general's oldest son can take me on?" Tim asked as Bruce had finished tying up the drugged general and tied Bowzer to General Thomas's right leg. He later had his eyes and mouth taped shut by Lance as Tim placed a mind control bracelet on Scott's right wrist as if the Hood were mentally telling him "Scott Tracy, I've got power over you now, a hypnotic link. You're pathetic and you've got no powers to stop me, you'll do Tim's bidding and help with my plans and remember nothing."

"Not so tough now, are you?" sneered Tim as he found Scott was finally become as obedient as he wanted him to be. Scott nodded as Wayne was glaring at Tim as he entered his father's headquarters to find his father bound, gagged and blindfolded and his bulldog tied to his right leg but removed the tape off his father's mouth and eyes at the same time.

"I'll get you for this, Timothy!" roared Wayne.

"Shut your ugly face, Wayne," hissed Tim as he ordered Scott to punch Wayne. "I haven't got time to get rid of you. Let me and Scott try and find the nearest people near or in the Intercept tower we can find."

Damnit, Marshall hasn't forgiven Tim for slapping him in the face, thought Wayne as he felt a little groggy as Bruce put him in the chair opposite his father's desk and Lance handcuffed him to it. Then, Tim left with Scott, Bruce and Lance following behind and heard the door slam and being locked. That dude's such a jerk.

"Yo, Scott, what are you doing there?" Marshall asked as he was on his way to the Intercept tower.

Scott didn't say anything to Marshall but just stared as Bruce carried on with what he was he was doing and broke his left arm. Scott watched in surprise as Bruce ran towards Marshall and dragged him inside. Lance grabbed Stuart who was wearing a headset as he twisted his right ankle until they were put onto a couple of chairs and tied to each other's backs. Tim looked directly at the two younger Thomas brothers, took Stuart's headset and smiled.

"What the hell are you doing, you jerk?" growled Marshall.

"Using Scott to get the better of everyone who shunned me." Tim said as Marshall stuck his tongue out at him and he slapped Marshall across the face. Struggling against Bruce and his bonds, Marshall knew Tim liked the sound of his own voice even though it was not necessary to talk, he guessed Scott was under mind control.

Stuggling against his bonds, Stuart was enraged, he clenched his fists as Marshall began to cry and growled "Why you..."

Scott raised his right arm; he was holding a gun and aimed it at Stuart and Marshall's heads. The older brown haired young man stopped dead stunned by what he was seeing.

"Scott, it's me, Stuart," Stuart said as Tim set the gas of the tower off. "Listen to me, what's Tim doing to you?"

Scott was transfixed; he looked right at and through the two of them.

"I've got to tell Scott what to do and he'll do it without asking." Tim said pushing Scott in front of him.

Scott began to sway slightly, he blinked and his arm dropped a little as Bruce let go of Marshall and Lance let go of Stuart.

"I want to see you two die and out of my way forever," snarled Tim as he left Marshall and Stuart to die in the tower with Bruce, Lance and Scott following and Marshall was still sobbing. "Bye, Boys."

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Chapter 7- Scott's Missing?

Back on Tracy Island, Jeff was still filing more paperwork as the boys were watching the latest Justin Timberlake video on MTV's Total Request Live Show. Later, John's portrait buzzed to life and Jeff said "Go ahead, John."

"Dad, two dudes, Stuart and Marshall Thomas are trapped in the Intercept tower at Air Force base," said John. "And Scott's missing but Colonel Carter thinks he was caught by Tim Scam and had his mind controlled."

If anything, hearing about Scott being forced to help his arch rival was enough to make John feel very scared. He was used to being alone on Thunderbird 5. Jeff heard the words John had said but it seemed to take a minute for them to make sense to him.

"Did their father, General Andrew Thomas or their older brother Wayne, who's Lietenant General, say anything, John?" Jeff asked. The boys knew that General Thomas was their father's best friend when it came to the air force.

"Wayne called and said that Tim drugged their dad." John's worried voice said breaking Jeff from his own mental torture.

"Thanks, John," Jeff said about to cry. "Tell Colonel Ann Carter we're on our way."

"F.A.B, Dad." said John as he hung up.

As soon as John hung up, Jeff and his sons ran to Thunderbirds 1 & 2 and flew to the US Air Force base where Scott was supposed to be that time of day. Jeff and Alan brought Thunderbird 1 in down low because this time, it was his oldest son the family were here to find.

"Virgil, Gordon, we're here," Jeff said. "It's not looking good. Landing now."

"F.A.B," said Virgil. "I'm five minutes behind you." Two minutes later, Alan rushed to the Intercept tower where they found Stuart, who was due to pass out, and Marshall, who had already passed out with tear stains on his face, tied to each others backs. Gordon and Virgil came running over to his side, torches, ropes and emergency kits in their hands as well.

"Okay, let's get these dudes untied and take them to the hospital shack where Kelly is." Gordon said as Virgil held Stuart and Gordon held Marshall as Alan untied them.

"Well, it's about time you dudes turned up." Stuart said before he passed out and the brothers rushed to where Kelly was.

Jeff entered General Thomas's headquarters where he found his old friend tied to his desk chair but he was showing signs of waking up with Bowzer tied to his leg and Wayne was struggling against his resraints. Jeff grabbed the penknife from his pocket and cut the general free. Jeff knew his best friend was feeling a bit dizzy too.

"Andrew, are you okay?" asked Jeff as General Thomas looked at him.

"Yeah, Jeff, sort of," General Thomas groaned putting his hand to his forehead. "I hope my boys are fine."

"I'm okay, Dad," said Wayne as Jeff freed him from the handcuffs around his wrists and Bowzer licked his face as he jumped into his master's arms. "Lucky for us, International Rescue found Stuart and Marshall. Kelly'll tend to the poor kids."

The general lead his best friend out of the headquarters to Colonel Carter's own headquarters where she and Louise were talking aout how Scott had been concentrating on what he was doing by the time he vanished while Wayne went back to his own headquarters with Bowzer in tow. It tore at Jeff's heart to think of Scott working for the enemy. General Thomas knocked on the door as Jeff was about to start crying.

"Come in." the female colonel's voice said.

"Okay, Ann, Jeff Tracy's here," said General Thomas as he ushered Jeff inside and Louise went to find her older sister. "I'll leave you two alone before Jeff starts crying."

"Jeff darling, I swear we'll find our best to turn your Scott back to normal." Colonel Carter said but Jeff paled as he felt the tears in his eyes well up.

"What if I never see Scott as his sweet old self again?" Jeff asked thinking hard. Thunderbird 1 and the Bluebird would be flightless if Scott was working for Tim forever.

"You will, Jeff," the colonel said as she saw that Jeff was beginning to cry. "And just one more thing, I don't think Scott would want to see you cry."

Jeff's sobbing began as he collaped on the couch and rememebred the days when Scott became a pilot for the US Air Force and won an award for bravery. "Oh, Scott, why did this happen," Jeff sobbed. "Why?"

"First thing, Jeff, don't worry, second thing, don't cry," Colonel Carter said as she left to find Scott. "I know you're International Rescue and I've never told anyone who you and the boys are."

A minute after Colonel Carter left her headquarters, Jeff had decided that he had to stop crying and find out where Scott was and left the colonel's headquarters. He gasped as two pairs of hands grabbed his arm and dragged him behind hangar 1. If the Hood were behind this, Jeff would feel angry and disorientated and rather helpless. He was unable to struggle any harder as a young man stepped out from behind Hangar 1 and faced him. Jeff recongnised that face, that hair and those eyes and he knew right away that it was Scott.

"Scott, what are you doing?" asked Jeff.

Scott didn't respond as a voice from behind Scott said "Knowing your Scott, Mr Tracy, he's too busy hurting you."

"Well, obviously I hope Scott doesn't get too violent," replied Jeff. "I don't want to get killed by my oldest son if that's what you want, Tim."

Tim gave a hearty chuckle when Jeff was grabbed tighter and Scott started to hit his head so hard, it struck against hangar 1 as Tim looked on.

"Well, Mr Tracy," smirked Bruce's deep rumbling bass voice as it rumbled into Jeff. "Have you had enough?"

Jeff now glared at Tim until he saw Scott in front of him and by that time, Jeff was feeling rather frightened.

"Scott, listen to me, you're not like this," Jeff said struggling against Bruce and Lance's grip. "You're not like this."

"Your dad's annoying me, Scott," Tim said. "Make sure he gets it coming."

"Get out of here," Jeff yelled at Tim. "I'll have you reported for this!" He was starting to bury himself in his anger and Tim, determined to stop Jeff from thwarting his plan smirked and ordered Scott to violently attack Jeff until he was unconscious.

Oh god, thought Jeff as his head was slammed against the hangar wall. Why did Tim do this to Scott?

"Sorry, Sir," laughed Tim as Jeff passed out. "I guess your time's up!"

Scott decided to put Tim out of his misery by letting Bruce pick Jeff's limp form up and leading him to the colonel's washroom. Tim regarded the place. As he looked around, he saw Virgil, Gordon and Alan run towards him as they spotted him but he slipped into the washroom with Lance, Bruce, Scott and an unconscious Jeff.

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Chapter 8- Captured By The Enemy

Jeff regained consciousness in General Thomas's private washroom but he was sitting on the floor with his hands above him and behind his back. He raised his head and a sharp stabbing pain shot through the back of his neck. He remembered struggling against the Hood's guards Bruno and Lawerence or whatever their names were but he didn't know how long he had been unconscious. As his eyes peered around, he realised that he was not alone. He knew that Wayne's arch rival Tim Scam Jr was observing him.

"How the hell did I get here?" asked Jeff huskily.

"Scott knocked you out, Mr Tracy," Tim said. "I brought you here."

Jeff desperately wanted Scott to tell Tim to leave him alone and pick on somebody his own size. Although Jeff was pulling at his restraints and Scott tugged at them harder to stop Jeff from lunging foward, Tim laughed at the startled expression on Jeff's face.

"Not so brave now, are you, Sir," Tim said. "The rest of the boys might've found me but I'll be waiting for them. "

Jeff wanted Scott to snap out of this trance he was in and tell Tim to get out of the colonel's washroom. Tim ordered Scott to point his handgun at Jeff's head and shoot at him but Jeff managed to move out of the way before Scott had fired until Bruce and Lance grabbed Jeff, put him back on the floor and noticed that Scott was out of ammo.

The Hood's gonna be really happy with me, thought Tim. And wait 'til he sees Mr Tracy dead.

"You'll never get away with this." Jeff snarled as Bruce and Lance quickly pulled him to his feet.

"There's no-one to help you now, Mr Tracy," Tim said. "You're trapped and the boys won't find you here."

"Go to hell." hissed Jeff.

Scott roughly grabbed Jeff by the lapels of his jacket and smacked him in the face as hard as he could with the butt of the handgun Tim had given him and as soon as he was done, Jeff was put back down on his butt and began to cry again but this time, he pulled his knees up to his chest.

"Scott," he sobbed. "Scott."

Looking at Jeff sobbing so loudly, he could barely say anything, Scott snapped out of his trance, took the bracelet off his right wrist and said "What the hell have I done?"

Tim glared at the two Tracy men, he was shocked by this now that his hold over Scott was gone as the bracelet finally came off his wrist, Jeff's concern for Scott had snapped him out of that trance he was in. As soon as he saw his father handcuffed to the towel rail, Scott shooed Bruce and Lance away and removed the handcuffs from Jeff's wrists and dried the tears from his eyes until Tim caught him and said "Since you didn't kill your pop like I said, I'm gonna kill you, Daddy's boy."

This slightly distracted Scott. Tim seized the opportunity and grabbed the gun from Scott's hand and handed it to Bruce who held it just out of his reach. Lance pounced at Scott and gripping his neck tightly then began to twist it. Scott was strong enough to resist these two goons and he and Lance wrestled briefly before Bruce got between them. Lance pushed Scott to the floor beside Jeff and both of them left the washroom.

"You can go to hell, Fat ass," growled Scott through gritted teeth and then put one arm around Jeff as he began to calm down. "I know you're the jerk that made my dad cry."

"Scott," Jeff whispered standing up and hugging his oldest son. "I'm so glad you're back to normal."

"Thank god I'm back to normal, Dad," Scott said smiling at his father and hugging him. "I sucked."

"That's it," Tim said as Gordon and Virgil pulled him outside and pushed him into the girls bathroom as Scott came out of the colonel's washroom with Jeff and Bruce and Lance stormed out. "You're a dead man, Scott."

Alan, who stood beside the girls bathroom, went inside and hid when Sandi left the girls bathroom and found Virgil and Gordon who were standing outside.

"Gordon, Virgil," Sandi cried out. "Great to see you again, what happened?"

"Sandi, we're so glad to see you too." Virgil told her.

"We'll tell you everything that happened in a minute, Sandi." Gordon added.

A few seconds later, a boyish sounding cry for help came from inside the girls washroom. As Alan struggled against Tim's grasp, he notice that Gordon stuck his tongue out at Tim and vice versa as he handed the blond to Bruce and Lance.

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Chapter 9- The Chase Is On

As he entered hangar 18 where Jeff's old jet, the Teredactyl, was, Tim looked over at Alan who was struggling against Bruce and Lance completely at his mercy.

"I think you oughta stop, Alan." he said as Alan stopped his struggling and was carelessly thrown into the Teredactyl. Tim saw the confusion then the fear as it dawned on Alan.

"If it's about the Hood, forget it," Alan snarled. "I don't wanna see him 'til he's in jail."

As if reading his mind, Tim answered "Silly Alan, the Hood'll be really happy to see you dead or alive."

Tim laughed as he said this, he was trying to get Alan to react but it seemed as if he was not listening. This fact was starting to annoy him. Tim put his left hand under Alan's chin and lifted his head so that he could look at his face.

Later, Scott had barely gotten Jeff to calm down a bit as they left the colonel's washroom when Sandi ran up to him and slapped him across the face. Virgil, Gordon and the others were stunned to silence. Scott started to ask "Sandi! What the--"

"That's for going after Tim without telling me, Scott," she said and later, she then put a hand on either side of his face, said "And this is for getting him off our backs." and planted a kiss on his mouth. A kiss which he returned and which they held for thirty seconds. Jeff and the others stood in happiness at what they saw. Colonel Carter and Louise could tell that Sandi did indeed love Scott by the way she was looking at him in almost sympathy. There was also the detail that Wayne told Colonel Carter and Jeff about Tim taking Alan in the Teredactyl which had just left Air Force base.

"Why's Tim doing this?" Gordon asked.

"He's a mean old jerk and it was Scott that got Wayne to get his big fat ass away from Kelly." Lennie replied from behind Wayne.

"Luckily, Wayne told me and Ann, or Colonel Carter if you boys will, what that idiot Tim did to Scott." added General Thomas.

"Bad thing who did that thing designed that thing on the side of his plane." Louise said.

"Louise, it's not anyone's fault, not even Je- I mean, Mr Tracy's," said Colonel Carter. "I'm colonel here and your mom and I know you're an artist like Virgil."

"Your mom's right, Louise," Virgil said. "But you did all those designs on the planes for the new gang."

"Okay, folks, Alan's out there," Jeff said. "Let's go get Tim."

Colonel Carter noticed Jeff's injuries and took him the hospital shack where Kelly was at the moment tending to Stuart, who had just regained consciousness, and Marshall. Jeff told Scott to take Thunderbird 1 after the Teredactyl and Virgil and Gordon to follow suit in Thunderbird 2.

"What—what's going on? What are you gonna to me?" Alan frantically asked as Tim finally arrived at the Hood's hideout where Bruce and Lance dragged Alan in.

"Now, Alan," the Hood said. "There's no way you can leave! What are you going to do?"

"I'm getting outta here, you lazy eyed bald headed psycho!" snapped Alan as Colonel Carter in the Bluebird, Sandi in the Flamingo and Thunderbirds 1 & 2 showed up.

"There he is, people," Colonel Carter's voice said from the Bluebird. "Attack."

Later, the gang kicked the bad guys butts and saved Alan before taking him back to Air Force base where Jeff, who was feeling a little bit better, congratulated the boys on a job well done.

"Good job, Boys," Jeff said. "But I still have to punish you when we get home and Andrew, Stuart and Marshall are gonna be fine and Marshall woke up when I showed up but they'll have to stay in the hospital shack for 3 days."

"Jeff's right, boys, you too, Scott," General Thomas added. "He's your father, it's his job."

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Chapter 10- We All Shine On

When Jeff and the boys got back to Tracy Island, Jeff remembered everything General Thomas and Colonel Carter told the boys as they sat on the couch in the lounge. There was a slight tugging on Scott's hand and the boys turned to see Jeff beside their oldest brother as Jeff ushered Virgil, Gordon and Alan to their rooms.

"Scott," Jeff said hugging his oldest son. "I thought that after you saw me crying in Andrew- I mean, General Thomas's washroom, you'd turn back to normal."

"I know, Dad," Scott told his father. "Who knows what that guy was thinking. Maybe he just wanted to play a game with us.

Jeff remained silent for a few moments and said "You were born with more strength than me, remember? I think Tim wanted to make you into the Hulk. At the rate you're going, you'll probably be able to smash tanks. Learning how to control all that power isn't going to be easy and there's something I have to ask you, too."

"Yeah?" Scott asked.

"Can you try to tell Andrew and Ann everything that happened next time you see them?" Jeff asked.

"Sure, Dad but I better get going to my room now." Scott said as he hugged Jeff and went to his own bedroom. As he walked to his bedroom, Scott heard a Chip Skylark song from Gordon's bedroom.

"Hey, isn't that 'My Shiny Teeth and Me'?" asked Scott indicating the song playing.

"Yeah. It's one of my favorites." Alan said as he sat on Gordon's bed.

"Wow, Chip's voice is a bit awesome when he's singing and dancing on stage and in that movie Shooting Star." said Gordon.

"Yeah, I totally agree with you there, Gordon." said Virgil as Scott left Gordon's bedroom and went into his own bedroom.

THE END