This is a Thunderbird/Supernatural story and I don't not own any of the characters except my own which are Alexis Tracy and Brian Tracy. As well as this is my first story in a while so be as brutal or kind as you want. Hope you like it.
This is something that I really don't want to do but I have to, the doctor said it will help with my nightmares.
August 17, 2008
My name is Alexis Lilia Tracy, my mother, Lucille Tracy, who has sadly passed away, thought it was a good idea for my dad, Jeff Tracy, not to have a say in my name because he might have gave me an old astronauts name like he did my brothers. I am 24 years old and I have a twin brother named Gordon. I also have four other brothers named Scott, the oldest, John, the second oldest, Virgil, the middle child, and Alan the baby. I also have a 4 year old son named Brian Joseph Tracy (Winchester). Just to get the formal introduction out of the way, the reason why I am writing this is to tell the story of my life from where part of my problem started to the present. Each day I will write in this 'diary' as Dr. Colman, my dream specialist, calls it. Tomorrow I will start my story.
August 18, 2008
It all started when I decided to take a short break from IR (International Rescue) in May of 2004, because I was having some stress problems and John gave me an idea to take a break and go to Kansas where me and my brothers have a small 'getaway' house that we have pitched in to buy. I was only there a few weeks but that's all it took to get me into trouble.
*Flashback*
"Hey Lexi you don't look so well. Have you been getting enough sleep lately?" John said in a concerned voice. It was 2 o'clock in the afternoon when I decided to call him just to check up on him after the whole ordeal with the Hood six months ago.
"John I'm fine. You and every other brother I have have been asking me that all week." I know I sounded annoyed but that's how I felt at the moment. John looked at me critically. "John don't look at me like that Scott and especially Virgil has given me the speech about sleeping properly. But I just can't help it, I have so much stress going on I think I need a break from IR for a few weeks to relax a bit." I explained exasperatedly.
"Well maybe you should go to our getaway house in Kansas and just relax there instead of at a hotel or something. You'll feel more at home, I know how home sick you get when you're away for more than one week." John said laughing
"Don't laugh at me John," as I pouted, "but that is a good idea, I'll run it past dad and maybe you'll get to come down while I'm gone and send Brains up there so you don't have to put it on auto-pilot, you know how dad hates it when there is no one up there commanding the place."
"Well you know I'm always here to help" John said smiling, "But you know maybe you should run it by Scott as well, you know him..." he looked at me seriously now. " I know, I know. Scott's the commander in charge when it comes to the rescues and he need to know what's going on when it comes to his team." I said laughing, while repeating what Scott had drilled into mine and Gordon's head since the first day we started IR training.
*End of Flashback*
Well it's now 3 am in the morning and I should be getting to bed. We might have more than one call tomorrow because John said that there is bad weather brewing in some parts of the world that we have to keep an eye on. After the day is done I will write. So goodnight.
Alexis
August 18, 2008
Well here I am again; it's been a long day for all of us. It is now 10 o'clock at night and I'm exhausted but I promised the doc that... Oh now I'm starting to sound like Dean, Dean Winchester who is the father of my son. Anyways back to what I was saying, I promised the doc that had to write a daily log (A.K.A this) to let out my feelings and frustration of the day so I won't have nightmares as I have been happening for the past three months. And on we go.
*Flashback*
After I said good-bye to John I went in search for Scott. I found him in the hanger of Thunderbird, his blue rocket, his baby.
*End Flashback for a moment*
Just to clear things up, Thunderbirds are the air craft's that we use to rescue the people that need our help. Scott has Thunderbird 1 which is a blue rocket. Virgil and myself share Thunderbird 2 which is a great big green bug (don't tell Virgil I said that) that mostly helps in the rescues. Alan has Thunderbird 3, a red rocket that usually flies to outer space, but not until he completes his training, which he's almost there*FINALLY!*. And John has Thunderbird 5 which is a relay station that is monitored at all times so people who need rescuing talks to John first. Okay now on to the flashback.
*Flash back continues*
"Hey umm... Scott. Can I get your opinion on something?" I asked in a weary voice. I cringed. 'What am I to be scared of its only Scott' I said to myself.
"Ya Lexi what is it?" a confused look crossing Scott's face "umm... I was thinking that maybe I could take a leave of absence for a couple of weeks. We could bring John down and take Brains up there." I said nervously.
Scott could probably feel how nervous I was, because it was pouring off me in waves. "Who gave you that idea?" he curiously asked me
"Well I actually thought of the idea but John gave me a more sound idea." I said with a frown "Why does knowing who came up with the idea matters?"
"Geeze no need to get defensive, I was just wondering is all." Scott put up his hands in mock defence.
I huffed, "Ha ha ha" I said mockingly
"Maybe you do need a vacation and you're only going to be gone a couple of weeks," Scott paused, "ya I think it would be alright if you went." I smiled, said thank you and went to tell dad what I was planning to do. After it all was said and done I packed and was on the first plane that was gassed and ready to go which was Tracy 1.
*End of Flashback*
Again I'm up late; well it's now a record writing two hours almost consecutively, except when Brian woke up because he wanted to sleep in my room with me. Oh well time to sleep, I'll write tomorrow. Good Night
Alexis