Hello and welcome back. Just so you know it, these stories are just a lot of one shots if there not are standing part 1 or part 2. And Alan Chapter 1 does just mean it is the first sickfic with Alan. There would also be some before Thunderbirds.
So hope you enjoy this too. And this take place before Jeff disappeared.
The sky where blue, the sun was shining and everything where normal. Or at least undtil you could hear someone cough. Virgil was looking up from his breakfast. The same did Alan and Scott. "Where is Gordon?" Alan asked and looked around to see if he could spot the other blond boy. Gordon was in the pool. Someone coughed again.
Virgil got up from his chair and followed the sound undtil he came to his father's room. Virgil knocked on the door. "Dad are you alright?" He asked. "...yeah" Jeff answered and coughed for the third time this morning. "I told you it was a bad idea to go on that rescue with us" Virgil had opened the door now and was inside his father's bedroom.
"Maybe I caught a cold while we where on the rescue, but it is not that bad" Jeff started but Virgil didn't listened and placed a hand on his fathers forehead. A 12 year old Alan came inside Jeff room. "Is daddy sick?" Alan asked and looked at his father. He was a bit clingy as an 12 year old but he has always been daddy's boy and will always be, mostly because he grew up without a mother.
"You old man just have a cold" Virgil said. Jeff looked at Virgil with a glance there told him that he is dead if he calls his father old again. "What Virgil said" Jeff said. "But it isn't that bad" Jeff sneezed. "Yeah sure and I am you" (if you remember that man who said "yeah and I'm Jeff Tracy") Virgil said and laughed. "I am telling you the truth" Jeff said. Virgil rolled eyes at his father comment and left the room again.
Jeff was about to fall asleep when he could feel a small body tried to cuddle with him. "Alan go away, I don't want you to get sick too" he said to his youngest son. "I don't care" was the answer from Alan. "But I do" Jeff tried. "Yeah but you are lonely dad" Jeff looked at his son and knew he had lost the battle. "But you hate being sick" Jeff said as he took his arms around his son. "But it is worth it when you are there" Alan answered. "For you maybe, well for both of us, it is nice to spend time with you" Jeff said. Alan did nod as an sign on he agreed.
"You should sleep daddy" Alan yawned. "You too" Jeff coughed. "No I am big boy" Alan yawned again and they both fell asleep. Later when Scott was going to check up on them he found them in a cute position and Scott took a picture of father and son, he sent it to John and Grandma and closed the door again.
A few days later Jeff where fresh again and Alan was laying sick in bed with a cold, probably picked up from sleeping beside his father a few days before.
Sorry if it was short, but again I should sleep right now and I couldn't. And sorry if I got the characters wrong. But I kinda like it and did start over because my first idea where bad and then I changed the main character in the chapter. It was in the beginning going to be a story about young Scott and him being sick on a vacation but I didn't like the idea after I started obit so I just started with this. Tell me if you would like me to write that one I didn't finish and deleted, because I can always write a new version of it. And again sorry if there are some mistakes in this. I am writing this on my old iPad which is pretty bad and the keyboard are bad and the buttons on it don't always react when you touch them (if you understand what I am telling/writing) but I looked it over before I published it to be sure.
