By Superpower37
Disclaimers: I don't own anything.
Author's note: This is a sequel to 9/11 to explain some things.
As soon as Lady Penelope's Rolls Royce landed on the island, Alan shot out and ran inside.
"SCOTT" he yelled. Scott turned around and opened his arms. Alan ran into them and they hugged each other for a while.
"I'm glad you're safe Sprout" Scott told him.
"I know, I can't believe it. I was on those same towers a day before it happened. Then, the next day, I wake up ten blocks from there and hear that two planes crashed into them" Alan told him (AN: He didn't literally wake up and hear it, he was already outside and about to get on a bus). Scott rubbed his back softly. Gordon came running up along with Virgil and John.
"Hey Sprout" Gordon said cheerfully. He noticed that his brother was crying and pried him from Scott's arms to give him a tight squeeze. Then, Jeff walked in.
"Alan" he exclaimed in his booming voice. Alan turned in Gordon's embrace and smiled. He turned back to Gordon.
"I love you Gords" he said.
"I love you too Al, now go to dad before he throws a fit" Gordon told him. He pushed Alan lightly. Alan ran to Jeff and they both hugged. Jeff kissed him on the forehead.
"I'm sorry for yelling at you before I left" Alan said.
"It's okay, it wasn't entirely your fault" Jeff told him.
"I think I have a guardian angel because I could have been near the towers when they collapsed. Mom was watching out for me" Alan said.
"That's correct. She's the family's guardian angel" Jeff said. They decided to celebrate Alan's arrival home with a party. They were all glad that he was safe, but they also felt bad for those who lost someone close. If only they could have prevented it. That's part of what kept running through each of the Tracys' minds.
Done! Please R&R!