Author's Note: Apologies for this late upload. I just got a new job and we're shifting locations this month so life has been hectic. I'm sorry that I'm not able to respond to your reviews like I used to, but please know that I truly appreciate all your likes, follows and reviews. Thank you. Now onwards to the concluding chapter of the Wisdom Tooth series.

Gordon set the holophone still recording on the dashboard of Thunderbird Two as he went about the pre flight checks, while Scott went about trying to navigate a rambly Virgil into one of the other two seats.

"But why can't I fly her Scott?" Virgil whined like a little boy. "Two's my girl…"

"I don't think you're in any condition to do any flying, buddy." Scott chuckled as he buckled Virgil into his seat. "Besides, Gordon's flying us home. Don't you trust him?"

"Are you kidding me? I trust him with ma life. Gordon's the best co-pilot ever!" Virgil practically yelled, accidentally spitting out a mouthful of bloodied cotton. "Oh my god, I think… I think my tongue just fell out!" he said as he started crying.

It took a good few minutes as Thunderbird Two leveled out in the air before Scott could unbuckle himself and reassure a near hysterical Virgil that his tongue was still there. Gordon meanwhile was usually quiet, Virgil had never admitted in his presence before that he thought he was a good co-pilot and that he trusted him with his very life. He wasn't sure how he was supposed to feel about this new revelation. Just as Scott settled back in his seat Gordon's silence didn't go unnoticed by the groggy Virgil.

"Hey Little Orca, you ok there?" Even in his half drugged state Virgil threaded carefully. "I know, I'd tell you a joke and let's get you laughing again ok buddy?"

"What do you call a group of killer whales that play instruments?"

"Just humor him will you, Gords?" Scott suggested from the seat behind the both of them. Gordon's sudden quietness didn't slip past Scott either but he figured this was more Virgil's forte than it was his.

"I dunno Virgie. You really got me there." Gordon smiled a little, eyes on the distant horizon.

"An Orca-stra!" Virgil laughed heartily at his own joke. "Get it? Get it?"

"I've got another one. What do you call a group of killer whales who love to sing? Guess Gords, guess!"

Gordon shook his head laughing a little, Virgil's laughter really was quite infectious. Gordon was getting a rare taste of his own medicine suddenly being at the receiving end of his brother's lame jokes. "I er… really have no idea. Why don't you tell me Virge?"

"An Orca-pella group!" Virgil laughter echoed off Two's cockpit. "See Little Orca, I can be funny too." He said as he started yawning.

"Hey Virge, we still got some time before we're home. Why don't you try to close your eyes and get some sleep? Let Gordon concentrating on flying ok?" Scott coaxed from his seat.

"Hmmm? Ok sounds good..." Virgil said as he leaned back into the seat and quickly fell asleep.

For a few moments there was only the soft sounds of Virgil's snoring between them. "So, what what was that whole thing back there with Virge calling you Little Orca? I never knew you had that nickname." Scott enquired after a while, he couldn't help but feel he had just intruded on a private moment between his younger brothers.

"Virgil gave it to me when we were kids. I've forgotten about it till he brought it up today. My room was just next to his when we were younger and I'd always slip into his room during those god awful thunderstorms. He'd tell me stories about the ocean, asking me to be brave like the killer whales I was so fascinated with. I don't know when but he started calling me his Little Orca whenever I seeked him out during subsequent storms after. Virgil patiently chased my fears and always stayed with me till I fell asleep. I didn't think he remembered after all these years." Gordon smiled as he glanced at his older brother's sleeping form.

"He's something else, isn't he?"

"Yeah that he is…" Gordon whispered as he reached over to switch off the holophone recording.

A FEW DAYS LATER

"But what do you mean you forgot to bring your holophone?" Alan whined. "Gords, we've been planning this for weeks!"

"Sorry Squirt. Must have slipped my mind." Gordon grinned cheekily.

"Argh! You're impossible!" Alan huffed as he walked away angrily.

Virgil walked up softly to Gordon from behind. "Thanks for having my back Gords. Scott told me about your holo recording."

Gordon raised an inquisitive brow. "Oh don't thank me just yet Bro. I am just waiting for the appropriate time to blackmail you with it."

"Yeah right. Come here you." Virgil said as he grabbed Gordon's head in an armlock and mercilessly ruffled his hair much to Gordon's protest.