Weezyrd's Interference With the Prime Directive

Author: jeanster

jean_akins@hotmail.com

Rating: R

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Fireball XL5 and/or Thunderbirds. But I do own the character Weezyrd from the planet Wayovrdeeraynbow.

Weezryd quickly boarded his starship. He flipped on the control panel and gave the order. "Set a course for the planet Wayovrdeeraynbow."

It'll be good to get back home, thought Weezryd. I've covered my tracks, so no one should find out about my colossal boo-boo.

Weezryd was unintentionally responsible for the freak tornado that caused Venus' beach house to be transported backward in time about thirty years where it landed on Tracy Island which was the secret headquarters of International Rescue.

The last thing Weezryd needed or wanted was another bawling-out from his commander about interfering with the Prime Directive. It was not easy, but Weezyrd managed to get Dr. Venus and her pet Lazoon and her beach house transported back to her own time period. He even managed to put Venus' house back on its original place on the beach.

If all went well, she'll believe it was all a dream, thought Weezyrd.

What Weezyrd did not know was that during her time on Tracy Island, Venus conceived a child with Virgil Tracy.



Weezyrd's Interference With the Prime Directive
by jeanster

When Venus gave birth to her first-born child the first thing Steve Zodiac noticed was that the baby did not resemble either Venus or himself.

"It's a boy!" said Venus happily.

Steve stared at the brown-eyed, brown-haired baby.

Commander Zero and Lieutenant 90 popped their heads into the room.

"Is it all right to see the baby?" asked Commander Zero.

"Of course," said Venus. "Thank you for coming all the way here to see our son."

Lieutenant 90 asked, "He's beautiful! What would you like for a baby gift? Anything special you need? You'll need to help me out here because I'm not really good at picking out presents, as you must know."

Venus and Steve looked puzzled.

"What do you mean, Lieutenant 90?" asked Steve.

"Well, you must have hated the wedding gift I got for you because I never heard either of you say thank you. And I never got a thank you note from you about it. So I figured I did a lousy job of picking out your gift."

Venus and Steve exchanged confused looks.

"What was the gift you got for us? I'm afraid I'm having trouble remembering it," said Venus.

"It was that painting of the nude woman who looked like you, Dr. Venus," said Lieutenant 90. "I bought it at an art gallery. They had an exhibit of paintings by one of the members of International Rescue from about thirty years ago. The artist was Virgil Tracy."

"International Rescue? Oh, I remember reading about them in a history book," said Commander Zero. "Fine organization. They were top secret until one day folks started putting two and two together and figured out who they really were. Eventually their secret location was found and revealed."

"Lieutenant 90, it was you who gave us that painting? We didn't find a card with it. Otherwise, you can be sure we would have sent you a note, Lieutenant," said Venus. "We're so sorry we did not thank you earlier."

"Thank you, Lieutenant 90," said Steve. "Hmmm. The nude woman in the painting must have been an ancestor of yours, Venus. She bears a striking resemblance to you."

"That's why I picked it out from the many paintings on exhibit," said Lieutenant 90. "She looks just like Dr. Venus! And it was quite expensive, seeing as how the artist died in the line of duty. He gave his life saving others."

"He died?" asked Venus. Her eyes opened very wide. "Oh, no!"

Steve noticed the concern in Venus' voice.

No, it couldn't be, thought Steve. Virgil Tracy painted that portrait over thirty years ago. There's no way Venus could have posed for it or could have been with him.

*****

Virgil had just finished satisfying Venus. His forehead was covered in sweat as he smiled down at her. She had cried out his name in sheer ecstasy. Then she blacked out and became very quiet.

"Venus?" he whispered. "Are you okay?"

Suddenly she vanished. Virgil's horizontal body fell onto the bed.

"What the --?!" he said.

One second Venus was under him and the next second she was gone.

Virgil looked around. He slowly got up.

"Venus? Where are you?"

He never saw her again.

He wondered if he dreamed the entire experience. Then he saw the portrait he had just finished painting earlier.

I must be losing my mind, he thought. I might need a thorough check-up before I can go on anymore rescue missions.

*****

Weezyrd teleported the unconscious Dr. Venus and her pet Lazoon back into the beach house. Then he teleported the beach house back to Venus' own time period and original place on the beach.

He heard a flying car approaching.

That would be Steve Zodiac, thought Weezyrd.

He quickly left before Steve arrived.

Within seconds Weezyrd was aboard his starship and heading back to his home planet.

*****

Venus never dreamed that one day she would become a single parent raising a young boy all by herself.

After the DNA test proved that Steve Zodiac was not the father of Venus' baby, he filed for divorce. Things were never the same between Steve and Venus.

When young Virgil turned six years old he asked his mother once again, "Mommy, who's my daddy? You never talk about him."

Venus pulled little Virgil onto her lap and hugged him.

Her eyes moistened with tears as she kissed her son's face.

"I don't think you're old enough for me to tell you about him," she said.

"But I want to know," he said.

Venus sighed.

"Very well," she said.

She carried little Virgil over to her desk and booted up her computer.

The computer brought up the records of International Rescue. Venus selected from the menu the file on Virgil Tracy. In seconds it showed a colorful image of a handsome young man wearing the International Rescue uniform complete with hat and sash.

Venus read the description aloud to her son. It told of Virgil's bravery during his many rescue missions that he had performed with his brothers. It also told of his tragic death and how he lost his life while saving others during his last rescue mission.

She looked at her son and then looked at the image on the screen.

"You'll look just like him when you grow up. I just know it," she said.

Little Virgil smiled and hugged his mother.

"I wish he was here with us, Mommy."

"So do I, sweetheart. So do I."


END