Wow this is my first Thunderbird fanfic in FOREVER! My inspiration flared up again since the premiere of Thunderbirds Are Go. I must say I really like the new show but I also loved the original. This story has elements from both versions. For example the Thunderbird suits are much cooler in Thunderbirds Are Go so that's the equipment I'm going for.

The boys and the other characters looks are mostly from Thunderbirds Are Go, except for Gordon being the red head and John being blonde. Brains looks like in the original, Kyrano is in here but I haven't decided what to do about Tin-Tin. Maybe Kayo will be a nickname she uses on the field. I like her more in Thunderbirds Are Go. But Penelope is more like in the original series. So is Mrs. Tracy. She can cook. But I like the idea of the Hood not having "superpowers" so he won't have them. He'll just be super smart and a master manipulator instead. It's far more impressive. Anyway let's get the show on the road.

Part 1

"Solitaire?" a voice asked from behind him. "Really? I thought you hated that game."

"That's only because it' so easy I can crack every puzzle", John Tracy answered coldly.

"Ooookay", Scott said and sat beside him. "So… why are you playing?"

"Brains made it harder."

Scott looked at the screen and watched the scores. John was only solving 75% of the card games. Scott cocked an eyebrow. He and their other brothers had felt that something was off with John ever since he came back from New York where he'd been doing some business for their father. Scott looked at his brother. John's face was hard and his eyes had an emotion in them that Scott had never seen before. Then again he'd always had a problem reading John. Alan was easy, the kid still acted before he thought or acted on his emotions so he was easy to read. Virgil and Scott, as the oldest, had developed a tight bond so they could basically read each other's minds. Gordon was a bit harder to read since he was so sneaky but John… John was impossible for Scott to read. And that was because he was so much unlike the rest of them. John had never liked taking part in sports or rough-housing as their parents and grandma had called it when they were kids. John preferred reading or studying the heavens on his own. John wasn't pushed aside or anything, not then and not now. John had something in common with all his brothers.

With Alan it was the love for space. The two blondes could spend hours and hours looking at the stars and talking about new discoveries. When they were all kids you could often find the two blondes out on the roof, to their parents (and Scott and Virgil's) charging, pointing at stars and satellites talking about them for hours. John was the only one that could put Alan to bed after their mother died, he'd make up stories about everything the two saw on the night sky.

For Gordon it was the love of coral reefs and the life around them. John was the only one of them that could volunteer going out on a diving expedition with Gordon to various reeves or in Thunderbird 4 to examine sunken ships and the like. Which was why John was their standby aquanaut if Gordon ever got sick or injured… well when John was on Earth that is.

For Virgil it was the love for music. When they were kids you could often find John sitting beside Virgil, watching and listening to him play. Scott had a fond memory from a time shortly after their mother's funeral. Their grandma was taking him to the room he shared with Virgil. When they got there he found Virgil on his back on his bed. Virgil was asleep, one hand behind his head and the other arm tucked securely around a sleeping John. John had cuddled close to his side, like a babe. Both of them were wearing headphones, listening to… something. Scott had a copy of the photo their grandma took in his wallet and he knew Virgil did as well.

And for Scott himself it was the love of old movies. He and John could spend all days watching old movies, from the first black and white and mute ones to the ones from the 2040's.

"Damn it", Scott jumped when John cursed, awaken from his musings. Scott noticed John had lost the game and was restarting it. Scott sat in silence and watched John play and he got more and more worried. John was missing and quitting games he could've easily solved.

"Brains is getting better", he remarked and John glared at him, a death-glare. "Wow Johnny, you could kill someone with that stare."

John didn't reply, he just returned to the games. Scott drummed his fingers against the desk and then sighed. He had to finish what he came for. He turned to John.

"John… did something happen when you were in New York?" he asked. The reaction he got wasn't really expected. John's hand hovered over the controls, then he sighed heavily and his whole body sagged in the chair. Telling Scott he was right. Something had happened.

"Look kiddo", he said. "Whatever happened at that meeting… I'm sure it can be fixed." The look John gave him made Scott's blood turn cold. He'd never seen his brother look like that. John looked so… lost. Scott's big-brother-senses were tingling. He put a hand on John's shoulder.

"John", he said. "What happened?" John looked down and then said:

"I met my mother."

TBC There the first part. Please tell me what you think ;)