A/N : Hey guy's! Here is the story version of Dear god I miss my brother kindly suggested by JoTracy123, this one's for you! Sorry it took me so long but I have had many Fan fictions on the go so yeah! Hope you enjoy!
Gordon jumped at the sound of the klaxon echoing around the island. Without a word, he ran out of his room to join his brothers in the living room.
"That's right Scott. Practically the whole village is alight." He heard John say as he ran in.
"Scott I want an immediate launch. Virgil, take pod 6. Alan, Gordon, you are both to go on this rescue. Thunderbirds are go!" Jeff said with complete confidence.
With those last three words the four brothers departed quickly.
"Must be pretty bad if both of us are going." Gordon stated as he and Alan rushed to the elevator that led to Thunderbird 2's cockpit. "Where are we going anyway?"
"Somewhere over the rainbow." Alan replied his voice dripping with sarcasm. "No. I have no idea. I arrived after you."
The two youngest got into the elevator and descended in silence. Once inside 2, Virgil (who was already in his IR uniform) lowered the great ship over pod 6 until it was snugly in place. Alan and Gordon sat down and strapped themselves in, they could gets changed once they were in the air.
"So, where are we going Virg?" Alan asked as Thunderbird 2 trundled slowly down the runway.
"Um… A little village in Ireland. We'll be receiving the exact location from John soon." He replied.
A few hours later, they had finally arrived over the danger zone.
"Shit." Vigil muttered as he took in the devastation before him. Alan and Gordon nodded in agreement. "Right!" he said, switching back to business mode, "Alan you better get down to the pod and get the Firefly out."
"FAB!" Alan replied and was off.
"God this looks like hell!" Virgil said to himself as he gazed out of the window at the flames liking the sky. He was so distracted that he almost missed the signal on Thunderbird 2's dashboard to say that Alan was ready. Without taking his eyes away from the window Virgil pressed the button that would lower 2's hydraulic legs and raise the craft realising the pod.
"This is mobile control to Thunderbird 2." Scott said over the radio.
"Thunderbird 2 here, go ahead." Virgil replied, finally tearing his eyes from the window.
"Is Alan ready in the Firefly?"
"Yes."
"Right, once Alan is away I want you and Gordon to suit up and go out to see where you can help."
"FAB." Virgil replied ending the conversation. He and Gordon watched the Firefly trundle into the cloud of black smoke and out of sight. Once gone Virgil turned back to Gordon, "Right!" he said, "Let's go!"
The two brothers met Scott at mobile control.
"Right, we don't have much time so I want you two to just get in there and help out where you can. I worst comes to the worst then I will shut down mobile control and help. Wait! Actually, on second thoughts, the fire isn't as bad on the east side of town so I want you two to evacuate any people who haven't escaped already. When you have finished I want you to meet up at point A which is situated in what was the town square and wait for further instructions." He ordered while pointing out the appropriate place on the map that was sprawled out across mobile control.
Virgil and Gordon replied with a curt, "FAB." before gabbing their hover bikes and leaving.
Three hours later, the two brothers met at the allotted point A, their once white heat proof suits almost black with ash.
"Well that took longer then I thought it would." Virgil stated. Gordon nodded his agreement. While out the police had informed them that the fire was caused by a big explosion in a nearby factory. The shockwave produced had damaged many buildings, trapping people before they could escape. In fact only about 200 of the village's population had been able to escape. When Gordon has queried what the factory had contained that could create such a large explosion. The officer speaking had replied, "I don't know. Apparently that is confidential information."
As Virgil raised his watch to his face to call mobile control. Gordon's ears pricked as he heard child's scream coming from the still standing house to his left. A child screaming for her mother. On instinct he took off in its direction. He didn't get far before he felt Virgil's hand grab hold of his wrist. Once again, on instinct he shook the unwelcome hand off and carried on running straight into the burning building. He couldn't see anything through the smoke so tried feeling along the walls following the sound of the child's screams. Gordon felt the hairs on the back of his neck raise as he heard a creak above his head.
The screams were growing clearer and clearer.
"Mum! I want my mum-!" The cries where cut off by a sudden shriek of pain. The groaning sounds coming from the ceiling suddenly stopped as did the child's cries. The only sounds heard was the gentle flickering of the flames, Gordon's heavy breathing and the muted hum of Gordon's watch vibrating. Before he could answer it Gordon heard an almost deafening crack come from above him. In fear he looked up to see the burning ceiling plummeting towards him like a fiery dragon. A sudden wave of burning pain hits him as his heat suit is ripped from his body by the rubble and he is engulfed by flames. Through the blinding pain, Gordon momentarily sees an image of him and his family lounging around by the pool laughing happily.
I never did get to tell them just how much I love them, He thought and with that the life of Gordon Tracy evaporated into the smoky, Irish air.
"This is mobile control calling Gordon. Come in please…Gordon? … Gordon! … GORDON!"
A/N: Do you think I should carry on and do the last stanza or not?