Alan's 5th birthday

Summary: It's Alan's fifth birthday and all he wants to do is play outside. What happens when he goes off by himself.

A/N: Hiya everyone, how are you all doing? Here is chapter three. Poor Alan yes I torture him because he's the youngest. Someone sent me a personal message the other day and asked me why I torture Alan so much in my stories, because most of them are about him. Wanna know the answer...Cause I like it. Torturing the youngest Brotherly Love and an Over Protective Father. Enjoy this chapter and I hope it is to your liking. Ok final chapter so hope you like.

Chapter 3: I Wanna Stay

They ran into the house and Jeff laid Alan on the couch in the living room. Virgil and Gordon awoke when they heard the door slam against the wall when it was opened and came to check what was going on. That was when the noticed Alan was lying on the couch and raced right over to the youngest. They all watched as Jeff pleaded to the baby of the family to open his eyes, but after a few minutes they knew it was no use. They thought the youngest had fallen into a coma.

" Dad? Why's Allie not waking up?" Gordon asked quietly from next to Scott.

" He had to have hit his head when he fell. John did he complain about his head hurting?" Jeff asked his second oldest who shook his head sadly.

" No just sleepy, I'm sorry I couldn't keep him awake." John sniffled as his father turned to him and pulled him into his arms.

" No...now listen to me John Glenn Tracy. You kept him awake till we got there. You were the one to check him over and you were the one to spot him. We could have walked forever if you didn't see him fall. We probably never thought to look up, I didn't even know he learned to climb to such high places. You did everything you could and then some. You did nothing wrong you hear me? Do you hear me, Johnny?" Jeff spoke softly, but firm enough to get his point across to the young stargazer.

" Yes sir." John replied as he leafed his fingers though Alan's hair and felt something sticky and pulled away quickly, it was red. He showed it to his father who inspected.

" He must have been lucid when he was talking and didn't even know his head hurt. " Scott informed running to the kitchen to grab a flannel to clean John's hand off. John had been just staring at the blood on his fingers in shock. " Johnny, it's ok. Allie's going to be fine."

" But Scotty, I didn't see it. How could I miss it? He complained about his wrist being in pain I don't know if I even saw the blood. How could I miss it?" John kept asked till Scott lightly slapped his little brothers face.

" Snap out of it. Did you just forget what dad said? None of this is your fault, you couldn't have known. We were also there and we never noticed either. He will be fine now let me clean your hand. "

" But..." John started again and this time Virgil stepped in.

" Johnny, the best we can do now is wait for him to wake up. Have no doubts because all they do is set off jinx's, right Gordy?"

" Right, Allie will get better in no time and we'll celebrate his birthday and we'll all be happy. " Gordon reassured everyone in the room as he watched his father clean Alan's head and look under his eyelids, then let out a strangled sigh.

" He has a concussion and he's just got splinters from wood. He must of landed on a broken branch. He's just got some minor cuts and bruises and a sprained wrist, other than that he's fine. He's really lucky, isn't he." Jeff stated to his sons as he started to remove the splinters and patch up his youngest waiting for him to wake up.

" No, not lucky Dad. Alan has a lot guardian angels and moms leading the pack. " Virgil explained, cheering them into a few smiles.

--Space--

Alan looked around...all white. " Hello Alan..."

Alan turned around to see a beautiful woman dressed in an emerald green dress and silver wings on her back, long blond curls and cerulean blue eyes that were just like his own. Alan cocked his head to the side and giving her a questioning look. " Scotty told me not to talk to a strangers."

The woman's face fell like as if she would start crying. " I'm not a stranger Alan, I'm your mommy. "

" Tell me something only my mommy would know then." Alan replied trying to fold his arms like he saw Gordon do the other day when Scotty said he couldn't have another cookie before dinner.

" When you were two you crawled into your fathers and my bed when you heard a big boom outside your window. Then we explained it was just a thunderstorm, but you were still scared. You asked us why it was mad at you and..." She trailed off as Alan smiled.

" Daddy said, ' It was just saying hi." Alan remembered happily eyes lighting up and he ran towards his mommy to give her a hug, but he ran right through her. " Huh?"

Alan turned around to find her translucent. " Why are you going away? Mommy, why are you going away again?"

" Baby you don't belong here with me. You're waking up. You have to go back to your daddy and your brothers." Lucy replied sadly as he came running towards her again. " No, you have to go back."

" But...but I wanna stay with you." Alan cried out to her. It broke her heart to have him leave her, but she knew he would be with her again someday. She shook her head and he screamed for her. " I wanna stay!"

" Baby you'll see me one day again. I promise, but till then I'll be right here." She pressed her fingertips to his chest over his heart. " I'll be right here with you. You need to go back to Daddy now. Don't you here them all calling, baby? " Alan shook his head trying not to hear the voices, he didn't want to leave her. " Go to Daddy! "

Sprout...

" No, I wanna stay!"

Alan...

" I wanna stay!"

Allie...

" I..."

Come on, Al...

"...Wanna..."

Baby, it's time to wake up. Alan...

" Happy Birthday Baby..." Lucy smiled tears streaming down her face as she watched her son disappear from her sight. She turned around and shimmered away into the thin air.

" ...Stay." Alan stated awakening from his dream state and into his fathers arms. " Not fair..." He mumbled into his fathers chest before sobbing. " It's not fair..."

" What's not fair?" Jeff asked his youngest rubbing his back being careful of his injuries. " Alan? What's not fair?"

" I wanted to spend more time with her. She wouldn't let me. She wouldn't let me, why wouldn't she. She said go to daddy, I wanted to stay with her. " Alan whispered in his daddy's ear sadly. " Why'd she leave me again?"

" Oh baby she didn't want to, but you couldn't stay there. It wasn't time for you to go there yet. She wanted you to stay with us, you see daddy still needs you. Your brothers still need you too and she knew that. " Jeff replied softly kissing his forehead and looked at is four oldest sons. He saw tears in their eyes. Alan shifted in his fathers arms wincing. Alan tried to hide it, but Virgil caught him.

" What hurts?" The eleven year old asked moving in front of Alan and Jeff surprising both of them.

" My wrist hurts,Virge. Make it better?" Alan asked while Virgil smiled, his baby brothers always came to him if he was hurt.

" You know I will and well get you something for that headache you must have, right Allie?" Virgil muttered helping his baby brother up from the couch and out of their dad's arms.

" Uh huh." Alan agreed as he let Virgil lead him down the small hospital wing they had on the island. The others just watched them walk do the hall till Jeff looked at his other three boys in confusion.

" What just happened here?"

" Doctor Virgil is back in the clinic." Gordon stated sitting down on the couch next to his dad.

" They never cease to amaze me those two. Seems like halloween is coming early this year." Scott chuckled sitting next to Gordon.

" Yeah, he'll have Alan bandaged like a mummy before the day is done." John sighed leaning on the armrest of the couch. " Poor Alan."

Jeff still looked puzzled. John seeing this decided to give his father some insight. " Alan always goes to Virgil when ever he gets hurt."

" As in more than once?" Jeff questioned and this time Scott answered.

" He can trip over a speck of dirt and still get hurt, dad. Alan is accident prone."

" I already feel the white hairs creeping out of my head. " Jeff groaned while they laughed as Virgil came back down the hall with Alan in his arms, Alan was wearing different clothes. A green t-shirt and a pair of black shorts, letting a bandage show on Alan's leg to go along with the one on his wrist and head.

" What's wrong with his leg?" Jeff questioned quickly upon seeing the bandage one his leg accompanied by a small red tint in the middle of it.

" It was just a scratch that needed to be cleaned out. " Virgil informed him while Alan yawned causing everyone to look at him.

" What?" The five year old asked.

" Looks like someone needs a nap." Jeff stated smiling getting off of the couch and taking his youngest from Virgil. Alan didn't even protest to the suggestion of a nap, he was too tired to argue right now. Jeff walked towards the stairs and slowly walked up them. He turned into Alan's room soon enough and laid him on the bed then pulled the covers over him. Jeff looked down at his baby knowing he could have lost him today and was glad someone was watching out for him. He leaned down and kissed Alan's forehead.

" Happy birthday Alan. Pleasant dreams baby."

Note: Hey everyone I hope you enjoyed this remake. REVIEW please it helps me bring out chapters faster... now go enjoy my other Thunderbirds stories. I have them listed below,

Angel

Alan's Talent

Come, Stop your crying

Halloween

In the Arms of the Angels

Scream

Who I Am

Love you all and hope you'll be ready for my next brand new story which should be out Saturday...

-Fiona12690