Disclaimer, I don´t own the Thunderbirds.
Warning!
First of, if you don´t like the story´s where is written that Alan is abandoned by his family and they doesn´t care about him, I advice you not to read this one.
There is also no happy ending for the Thunderbirds, so be warned.
I hope you enjoy this new story.
Xoxox Flora
To be honest I have no idea why I write this, or why anyone would like to read this. But I had the feeling that people need to know this story, need to know what happened with my family.
This is a story about loss. It tells a story about family, two kinds of family´s. One bound by blood, the other by love and acceptance.
Family... family is a word that has a different meaning for every person. Great, wrong, love, hate, strong, weak, imported, useless, it can be anything. For me? I´m not sure what a family is. I thought I knew, but now. I´m not that sure anymore. I guess I found out that nothing is as it seems.
I looked at my feet, tucked under the covers of the hospital. Slowly I understood that she was waiting until I said something. But what? What can I say.
My world was changed by a few words. It was like my world was crashing down.
Suddenly I wished that my family was with me. Was it very selfish of me if I wanted my dad? Or one of my big brothers? But missions came first, missions always come first. Even in cases like this. I can probably call them in a few hours. If they answer the phone this time.
"A brain tumor." I repeated brushing my hand through my blond hair. Her gray eyes met my bright blue eyes. "You´re sure? I mean, is there a possibility that you made a mistake?"
Dr. Meredith Grey touched my hand. "I´m so sorry Alan. We´re sure."