Well here's chapter two. Just incase anyone was wondering, the order I placed the brothers was Scott, John, Virgil, Gordon, and Alan. I've noticed the general order from most sources and writers has been this order. I've only seen maybe a handful of other stories with John as the middle brother.

Saving A Brother

Alan clung to the railing for his life, crying out in pain as the Hood tried to crush his left hand that held him up.

Pure fear engulfed Jeff as he watched his youngest son hold on for his life and there was nothing neither he nor anyone could do.

"ALAN!" Scott screamed, as all four brothers entered the room. There before their very eyes was their baby brother hanging high above the mole. The Hood stood towering over him, smiling as he was about to kill him.

There was only one thing TinTin could do, but was she strong enough? Not wasting a second longer, she willed the powers she had inherited like her uncle the Hood to come to life. She couldn't let Alan die, not while there was something she could do. Holding the necklace around her neck, her eyes began to glow yellow.

What's this, a challenge? The Hood thought cunningly as his eyes glowed back toward her.

Within seconds the metal structure began to shift downward, switching Alan and the Hood's positions. TinTin almost smiled in satisfaction, but her head began to throb, bringing her to her knees.

"TinTin?" John asked worried, but also in shock. No one knew she possessed such ability. Both Gordon and John knelt next to her as she held her head in her hands. Suddenly their attention was brought to the bending catwalk. TinTin's power had won against the Hood and moved the metal structure, but her lack of full control caused for error.

Jeff watched in utter horror as the structure moved forward towards the mole. "ALAN!" he screamed in complete agony as his youngest son saw his life flash before his eyes. Within seconds both beings fell forward. The Hood fell closer to the mole, his left side being sliced by the contraption. The man fell to the floor motionless, blood piling along his body.

Each member of International Rescue felt their stomach's flip as they watched the youngest Tracy fall to the ground, barely missing the mole. It only contacted his right arm, but his continued fall wasn't so pleasant. Alan's body landed hard on his back, causing extreme pain.

"Alan!" Virgil and Scott cried, running toward their baby brother. His pain-filled cry pierced their hearts.

"Scott, is he alright?!" Jeff exclaimed as Parker tried to release both him and Lady Penelope from their prison.

Scott ignored his father's plea, too worried about his brother. "Alan, come on buddy. Can you hear me?"

"Open your eyes, Sprout!" Virgil called, as he scanned his brother for injuries. Alan remained motionless. Virgil met his older brother's worried eyes.

Scott moved his shaky hand to Alan's neck. The fall the youngest Tracy had taken was dangerous and one wrong move and their brother could end up dead. Placing his fingers on Alan's neck, Scott sighed with relief. "He has a pulse, but it's weak," he reassured, watching Virgil apply pressure to Alan's right arm.

Finally free, Jeff knelt next to his sons. "Dad, are you alright?" Virgil asked, worried as both he and Scott noticed how Jeff held himself as if in pain.

"Don't worry about me. How is he?"

"He won't respond to our calls, Dad. His pulse is weak. We need to move him, but I'm afraid of back injury," Virgil supplied as he met his father's fearful gaze.

Jeff nodded solemnly. "Virgil, take Gordon with you and go back to Thunderbird 2. Grab an oxygen mask, bandages, a neck brace, and a stretcher. Hurry!"

"FAB." Virgil responded and quickly grabbed Gordon, informing him on their way to Thunderbird 2.

John made his way over to the pair. Lady Penelope, Fermat, and Parker carefully assisted a conscious TinTin. Shielding her from the action going on behind them. "How is he?" the second oldest asked, looking at Alan's pale form.

"Not well," Jeff said somberly.

Scott stared at his brother's motionless form intently. He couldn't believe any of today's events had happened, especially this. How could his baby brother be lying here so helpless, when hours ago he was helping them all survive in Thunderbird 5? He chuckled slightly at the conversation back in Thunderbird 3 as they descended down toward Earth to stop the Hood. Neither of them had imagined things would have played out like this.

-TB-

The popping noise of the tunnel hatch sealing off filled the ears of each Tracy. After helping John into his seat, Jeff quickly prepared for their final measures of take off. He was just thankful that the damage sustained to Thunderbird 3 was only a lost booster.

"You really let Alan go after the Hood?" Gordon asked his father.

"Yes I did. I have faith that he will do what is asked of him when the time comes," Jeff said sternly, taking his seat.

"Do you really think he can do this Dad? I mean he surprised us all at what he did back there, but he's just a kid," Virgil spoke, unsure of what his father would say.

"He's a Tracy and out of anything that's happened today, there is proof that your brother can do this. He may still be a kid in your eyes, but he is growing up and a lot quicker than we may like. He put himself on the line today for us and if he thinks he can help in any way I have to let him try. He has your mother's spirit and whatever he puts his mind to he will do. Maybe your constant picking on him has changed his ways suddenly, but he's part of this family we have to give him chances, like I gave each of you."

"We know, Dad," Scott assured, "but he's our baby brother and we only pick on him because we're afraid to lose him. Out of everything he has pulled do you really think he's ready for this?"

"We'll have to let him surprise us. We have to have faith guys, otherwise we wouldn't be alive right now," John stated quietly. The events of the day were beginning to wear on him, and he had faith that Alan could do what was called of him. After all, they had all been teenagers once and out of one thing he remembered was always being misunderstood.

"First of all we need to get down to Earth. So, how about you heat 'em up Gordon," Jeff ordered. No matter what was about to happen he just wanted to get there as soon as possible.

Scott watched his father finish the final procedure for take off. He may have trusted Alan to go after the Hood, but for only so long. He couldn't help shake this nagging feeling he had that wouldn't go away.

-TB-

"Scott?" Jeff asked worriedly. He placed his hand on his son's shoulder, bring him out of his trance. "You alright?"

Scott met his father's eyes. "I'm fine. I was just thinking about our conversation back in Thunderbird 3. He really surprised us, Dad." Scott looked down now at Alan's pale form. "He has to get through this, Dad. I have to tell him how proud I am of him."

"He will get through this, and when he wakes up we can all tell him how proud we all are of him," Jeff said with a smile, squeezing both Scott's shoulder and John's uninjured shoulder.

"Dad!"

Jeff looked up to see both Gordon and Virgil making their way toward them. "Okay, if we're going to do this we have to do it carefully. One wrong move and we could risk further harm to your brother. John, start the oxygen now. Gordon and Virgil, both of you tend to his right arm. Once these are taken care of it will take all of us to place Alan on the stretcher carefully."

Thankfully it didn't take long for Gordon and Virgil to bandage Alan's arm. After applying a tourniquet, the two bandaged the cut. Both of them hoped that his arm wouldn't get infected. The Tracy's were doing everything possible for their youngest member, but until he got to a hospital they couldn't be sure of his well being.

"John, how is he responding to the oxygen?" Jeff asked, a little worried.

"Good, I think his breathing is getting better."

"Good. Leave the oxygen mask on for now," Jeff told his son. Looking at each of his sons he could see their emotions plainly on their faces. "Okay, are you guys ready to move him onto the stretcher?"

His sons replied with a union of a solemn yes.

"Alright, when we do this we have to be extremely careful, boys," Jeff looked down at Alan and then back at his other four sons, making sure they understood what they were about to do.

"Okay, on the count of three we move," Jeff instructed, letting out a deep breath.

"One. Two. THREE!" On the third count every member of the Tracy family lifted and slide the stretcher beneath their youngest family member.

"Alright, boys. Now we need to get him to the hospital."

"How are we going to get him there, Dad? We can't exactly land one of the birds there. What would we say?" Gordon asked.

"Jeff, take Alan in FAB1 and the boys can land in a nearby field. I can inform local authorities to guard the birds," Penny offered kindly.

"Thanks, Penny. Scott, Virgil both of you follow Parker and carry Alan to the vehicle. Gordon, take care of the mole and put it back in Thunderbird 2. Fermat, TinTin follow John and ride with him and Gordon in Thunderbird 3," Jeff instructed.

"Dad, what do we do about him?" John asked, pointing to the Hood's lifeless body.

Jeff looked at the sickly body. "When we get outside I'll inform a police officer about what happened."

Without another thought of the evil being, they made their way out of the bank and toward the hospital that held the fate of the family's youngest member.

TBC….

Well what do you think so far? Intriguing? Please let me know what you think and also any suggestions or comments. Also I plan to update in a couple of days, but I don't know right now. I have a doctor's appt. soon and I might be having surgery so if I don't post immediately please don't leave me and forgive the absence. I am not forgetting this story!

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