A/N; Hey Guys! This Story Is Actually An Edited Copy Of "The Magnificint Tracy Seven" I Changed It Around, Including The Names Of The Girls; Alison Mary Tracy + Billie Esther Tracy. I'm Sorry For The Irregular Updates And Lengths Of Each Chapter, I Get So Caught Up In School Work Or Sometimes I Forget! Please Forgive Me; Otherwise Enjoy!

Chapter 1: John's POV:

I sit there anxiously, waiting for another addition to the family. My mother has been in the hospital maternity ward since Tuesday and my father is trying to calm her down during labour. My brother Scott and I sit next to each other, holding hands...very tightly. Our grandma sits with us all, comforting the boys, as we hear screams which scare the hell out of our minds. I'm only 4 and so is Scott, he's turning 5 soon. We never expected to see our brother Virgil, who is 1 1/2, stay calm in a situation like this. The screams died down, and my father walks into the private room, just for us.

"John, would you like to come with me?" My father asked grabbing my hand as I exited the door, he looks down at me and plays with my ginger hair. I've always wanted a sister, because a brother can be painful at times. I've also made it aware that I wanted a sister, that's why Scott has a bruise on his arm. I walk into the room, seeing my mother lying on the bed, holding another sibling of mine. She smiles towards me and places her hand on the bed, patting it, telling me to come sit next to her.

"Is she a girl?" I ask quietly, my mother smiled and played with my ginger hair. I looked at the baby, it was so cute, I wanted to pinch her cheeks, but I just let her be. "Do I finally get a sister?" I asked with an inquisitive nature. My mum, Lucille or Lucy as my dad calls her, is my angel and my guardian. She is my favourite family member I've known so far, but that could change with my new sibling in her arms.

"Yes, Johnnie, say hello to your new sister." She places the little girl in my arms, as I cradle her, cuddling her with love and affection. "She doesn't have a name, I was hoping you could name her. So what's her name?"

I couldn't believe my mum had just given me the responsibility to name my sister, I could tell we would be close, through thick and thin, until the day we depart each other. I thought about two lovely names and put them together, I turned to my mum, me still holding my new sister. "Alison, Alison Mary Tracy. We can call her Alice for short. I call it, so she's mine!" My parents laughed at how I've grow so attached to a baby I've only known for ten minutes, but hey, sibling love.

2 years later

Once again, we are back at the hospital maternity ward, where this time, my mother is giving birth to twins! I'm 5 now, Scott is 6, Virgil is 3 and little Alice is 2. We are alone in the same room as the previous year, our Grandma is unwell. Scott and Virgil are playing a couple of games and I'm playing with my little sister. Her eyes roughly resemble mine and she has beautiful chestnut brown hair. She smiles when I smile, cries when I cry, laughs when I laugh, we are like 2 peas in a pod. Scott and Virgil try to take her off me, but I refuse, Scott can be overprotective and Virgil can be...rough. My father walks in, calling all of us to the hospital room, where the angel sat holding two kids, a boy and a girl. She looks to us and smiles, before introducing us to the new additions to the Tracy family.

"Scott, Virgil, John, Alice. Say hello to Gordon Cooper and Billie Esther Tracy." We look at the new children, Alice eager to get out of the hospital, I know how she feels. Dad takes Virgil and Alice away, because, I don't know why. Scott and I look at each other, before mum lets us hold our new brother and sister, now I know why Alice had to leave especially. I held Gordon and Scott held little Billie. When we saw their faces, Scott and I instantly knew, that these two we're going to be trouble.

5 years later

If I have to come back to the same private room, at the same marternity ward, at the same hospital, I'm going to throw Virgil out through the window. I'm 10, Scott's 11, Virgil is 8, Alice is 6 and Gordon and Billie are 5. We are alone again, doing the same thing as the previous visits. Scott and Virgil are playing and keeping an eye on the twins. Remember how I said 5 years ago that from the moment we saw them, they were trouble? Well here's your evidence. The two run around the hospital throwing water at patients, doctors and nurses as well as other stuff, and only would stop if faced with a needle. All Tracy siblings except Virgil, hated the sight of needles. Our mother could have been heard from across the street, cause she was yelling at the doctors and dad, all in childbirth. Our father called me and Scott to talk, as we are the eldest siblings, we understand things a bit better. I was just about to walk out the door, when Alice placed herself like a koala on my leg, forcing me to tickle her off.

"Johnnie! Where are you going?" I saw her eyes meet mine and I could see worry and sadness.

"I'm only out the door, when I come back in, we can take a walk and get ice creams, all of us, if it's okay with dad, ok?"

"Ok!" She ran back in and started to play with the rest of my siblings. She is a beautiful thing, Alice. Dad pulls us aside with some worrying news.

"Do you boys know what a termination is?" When we heard those words, Scott and I turned to each other, with sad looks on our faces. "You're mother might have to go through one, because the baby and mum is very sick, you might loose a brother." We turned to dad with these sad looks, right before the nurse ran up to him, with a pleading face to come and see the miracle taking place, we didn't know what to do except run after him. We couldn't believe what we saw; a baby, cradled in our mothers arms, we saw that she was crying with joy, she hugged dad from were she laid down. Dad came forward and announced to us that the little boy was to be called, Alan Shephard Tracy.

Dad had this system where he named all of the boys after famous astronauts, dad had an obsession. She called Scott over and told him something that either I couldn't understand or it was purely for Scott. She placed the tiny baby in Scott's arms, he cradled the baby, sort of what I did when Alice was born. I could see that Scott and Alan would be very close. We both left the room only to be bombarded by the rest of the siblings. I guess sometimes we do scream for ice cream. Dad gave us permission to go and get something from the store across the street.

"Come on old man, let's go!" Alice yelled to me, making all of us laugh. She ran off, making me chase after her, I didn't want her to get hurt. She turned back to me before bumping into a man, scaring her, as if her soul was being taken away . He was young, his eyes golden hazel and his touch, according to Alice, was chilling. I caught up to her, placing my hands on her trembling shoulders, the others catching up to us."I'm sorry I got in your way, sir, I'm just excited to leave!"

"That's quite alright, accidents happen after all, just don't do it again" She ran past, all of them except me following her, full of excitement. He stared at me with anger in his eyes. "Tell little Alice John, that she should watch where's she going" I stared at him, how did he know my name? How did he know Alice's? He walked off, my mind is on the thought about what he said to me and Alice. I just hope nothing bad will happens to any of us, especially her.

I joined my brothers and sisters in the elevator, my mind still on what he said, I decided to tell Scott. He was worried as well, but he simply concluded it, in him being a long term patient and he probably heard our conversations. I put it aside and focused on our ice cream shop, especially when you have an eager 6 year old mini me and ice cream obsessed crazy twins. We sat there, before our father ran to us and picked up Alice and the twins, making Virg, me and Scott, chase after him, he was scared. We ran back into mums room, she was...bleeding, coughing up blood, why would he bring us here?

"Jeff, take Alice and the twins to the room, I want to talk my musketeers." Dad acknowledged this and so left the room, the younger kids a bit to scared to rebut. I always loved how she called Scott, Virgil and I the three musketeers, we were adventurous, that's how she reasoned with us. "Boys, I want you to take care of Alan..." Her voice was cracking as if she was about to cry, knowing she won't be around for long. Despite her condition, we jump on the bed and hug her to pieces. "Take care of my girls, look after your family, boys, I entrust you with it. I love you all.." Before she could continue, her heart monitor started to beep rapidly, causing doctors and nurses to push us out of the room and be taken by our dad, but we refused, we were fighting a 46 year old man, all three of us. We cried and shouted for our mother, I could see through the window, a straight green line, my mother is dead. I stopped and stood dead in my tracks, Virgil and Scott doing the same. Alice ran out after hearing the commotion, she stood there about to cry.

"Johnnie, where's mummie?" I ran over to her and knelt down to hug her and cry. "Johnnie, what's wrong, where's mum?" She was starting to cry, I picked her up and carried her in the room, Virgil following me as he closed the door. I sat her down, as well as Gordon and Billie. My dad knew what we were doing and so took Scott to the doctors, wanting to know how his lovely wife had gone away.

"Where's mummie?" The twins asked in unison, Alice still crying. I had to do this, someone had to tell them. "Did she go away?" Alice was looking at me with tears falling down her freckled cheeks. I picked her up and placed her on my lap before wiping away her tears. Billie went on my other leg and Gordon sat on Virgil's, all of us upset.

"Mum went to go live with the angels. You see, sometimes when you grow old, a person decides to take you away somewhere for a long time. Mummy decided to go away early, because-"

"But why now, why not later?" Alice asked me digging her head into my right shoulder, Sammy doing the same in my left shoulder.

"Sometimes, she doesn't get to choose, people choose for her. She's never going to leave us, you know why, because she's right here, in our hearts and up here, in our memories. She'll be watching us, guiding us and her presence will make things better."

"Will she be okay?" The children asked simotaneously.

"I hope so guys, I hope so"