Chapter Seven
Not Leaving
Virgil could not believe what he had just heard.
"Would you run that by me again?" Virgil asked as his head began to pound again.
"Virgil listen, you don't have to yet, if we can find out how to turn that off, we can get you turned around, just be prepared for me alright?" Peter said as he watched Virgil through the window.
"No, no way, I'm not leaving him, no way," Virgil said as he brought his hand back to his head as it the ached turned into a giant throb.
"Virgil just calm down, I'll see if anyone can help us, just hang in there for me alright?" Peter said with a worry in his voice.
"I don't care if I have to take this plane down in the middle of the ocean, I'm not leaving Scott," Virgil said as his hand went began to grope for Scott again.
"Okay Virgil, okay," Peter said giving into a sigh; he only hoped that help was the way.
Suddenly the radio began to crackly on another frequency, causing Peter to nearly jump out of his seat with joy, "Virgil, someone is trying to contact me on the other line, hang in there for me alright, I'll be right back," Peter said as he waited for Virgil to respond.
"Don't worry I'm not touching the radio, I'll be here," Virgil said with a little more confidence then he felt.
Peter simply nodded to himself and switched frequencies, "Yes, this is six four November, please state your position and purpose," they were still in an air field he had to be careful.
"Peter, it's Jeff Tracy, I'm in plane behind you, how are my boys doing?" Jeff sounded worried, but he was keeping control.
Peter smiled with relief, "Jeff you don't know how good it is to hear your voice."
"My boys, Peter!" now Jeff was getting a little loud.
Peter nearly yelled with joy when he told Jeff, "Switch to the other frequency and you will find out."
It took Jeff a few minutes to do it because his hands were shaking so much, with Brain's help he was finally able to connect to Virgil.
"Virgil, Virgil are you there son?" Jeff asked his worry increased when he didn't hear an answer right away. "Virgil, Virgil?"
Finally Virgil's voice cracked over the headset, "Dad?"
"Hey there, I heard that you took a little nap, and left you sight in the dream," Jeff said with a small laugh.
"Its true dad, I can't see," Virgil said the worry some what leaving him now that his father was there.
"I know Virgil, I'm sure its nothing a doctor can't cure, right now we have to land this plane," Jeff said worry evident in his voice.
"Dad, I can't remember how to turn it off," Virgil said his voice beginning to show how scared he really was.
"Virgil you need to relax son, how's Scott doing?" Jeff asked, he was beside the plane now, he watched as Virgil groped around for his brother's face. Jeff could see blood streaked down the side of Virgil's face, the right side of his forehead; his cheek and his neck were all stained red.
Virgil poked his brother in the cheek with his finger, nothing happened. "Dad, Scott's out cold, he's still breathing, but he must really be hurt bad."
Jeff hated himself for what he was about to say but he knew it had to be done, Scott had to wake up, "Virgil slap him, yell at him. Punch him, I don't care. He has to wake up."
Virgil felt his way to his brother's head and gave him a good slap, "Come on Scottie boy, good morning! Come on rise and shine, we've got a plane to land," there was still no response. "He's out dad, he could be dying for all I know."
"It's okay Virgil, it looks like you are going to have to land that plane," Jeff said with sigh he was hoping Scott was alright.
"Dad, the auto pilot?" Virgil questioned h still didn't know how to turn it off.
"Just pull the knob toward you, it will release on its own," Jeff said smoothly trying not to let on how worried he was for both of his boys.
Jeff sat back and watched the plane for a minute, he turned to Brains as he began to talk, "This is going to be difficult Mr. Tracy, I don't know of anyone who's ever flown a plane blind, much less land one."
Jeff sighed as he turned back to look at the Tracy one and said, "Brains there's a first time for everything."
T.B.C
