Disclaimer - i own nothing. I've just realised that i've subconsciencly named Max and Thom after the Evans brothers but hey ho they're good names right?
Fuel
"So Virg … What are you doing in the kitchen?" John asked carefully.
"What does that matter," Virgil hissed deciding not to alert his Dad or other brothers "Why were you talking to Alan about racing also implying that he races!"
John stood up from his slouch against the counter and grabbed Virgil by the collar of his shirt dragging him away from the lounge, covering his mouth while he was at it so Scott or his Dad didn't hear Virgil kicking up a fuss. Once outside and standing by the pool he removed his hand from Virgil's mouth and told him everything he knew. He knew he had promised to Alan but Alan had hurt himself racing and John knew it could be a lot worse than Alan was letting on. He just prayed Alan would forgive him.
Virgil visibly paled when he listen to what John had told him … of course he didn't mention anything about the drinking and partying, just because he was telling someone didn't mean he was trying to get Alan into trouble.
"John we've got to tell Dad. Alan doesn't know how to drive and he can get seriously hurt! I can't believe you didn't tell us as soon as you find out! Your telling Dad."
"Telling Dad what?" John spun around to see his Dad, Scott and Gordon walking down the path towards him, so much for trying to blackmail Virgil into keeping quiet. He just hoped Alan would forgive him.
Alan was leaning on the table occasionally spooning cereal into him mouth watching the news. There was a clip of his car swerving to avoid the group of people from the night before and he winced as pain spread across his face from the bruise. He took two paracetamol it should have kicked in by now. He smiled when Thom flopped into the seat next to him letting out a sigh before wincing at Alan's bruise on his face.
"Ouch, you've got a right shiner there." He stated pulling Alan's head gently into his hands and tipped his face towards the light to further inspect it. He gently ran a hand over it automatically pulling away when Alan hissed and jerked his head back.
"Sorry man, have you seen the nurse about that?" Alan shook his head refusing to open his mouth to let the cussing spill it in his fit of pain. It hurt so much. After about 5 minutes it dulled and he looked back at Thom.
"Where's Max?" He croaked, then coughed trying to rid his voice of the pain. Thom looked at him carefully before announcing
"He's in the workshop, common I said I get you and bring you down. He was fitting a new cylinder when I left him he should be done by now."
Alan nodded and stood up, swaying a bit from the dizziness quickly throwing his arms out to try to stop himself face planting only to be caught by Thom's strong arms.
"Wow there buddy," he said steadying Alan on his feet. "You sure you're okay?" he asked sceptically. Alan nodded back now that he had found his balance.
"Yeah, I just stood up too quickly."
Thom nodded not totally believing him but decided he'd need Max backing him up before he would get Alan to realise he needed to see a nurse. He made sure Alan was always an arm's length in case he needed to catch him. They arrived at the workshop with no trouble, but it was too quiet. When Max was in the workshop he always had the radio playing to 'help him work' but the radio wasn't on. Thom shrugged and pushed the door open anyway to see max sprawled out on the workshop breathing shallowly. He left Alan and rushed to Max's side, at least Alan was conscious. He took Max's pulse only to find it was weak and threaded. He fished the keys to his Skyline clumsily out of his pocket.
"You're driving. We need to get him to the hospital. Now!" He yelled grabbing Max roughly and heading for the car. Alan filled with adrenaline rushed over to the car opening the door allowing Thom to climb into the back with Max before racing round to the driver seat and starting the car, headache long forgotten. He looked over his shoulders as he reversed out of the workshop and drifted around so he was facing the right was to get out the gate. He ignored the speed limits and red lights as he headed raced towards the hospital not even caring when a police siren flashed behind them or even when another siren sounded in time with the other one. All he knew was that Max needed to get to the hospital now …
Virgil ignored John's threatening look and let everything John told him spew out. Scott and Gordon looked as pale as Virgil did and Jeff slowly sank into one of the pool loungers. He ran a hand over his face before looking at John.
"Why didn't you tell us?" he whispered at his oldest blond son looking at him with pleading eyes.
"Because," John sighed "Alan asked me not to."
Scott pulled his phone out with all intentions to hang up but stopped when he saw the number. He quickly answered ignoring the looks he got from his family. The rest of the Tracys watched as Scott swayed a bit before hanging up.
"Dad," Scott whispered looking up from his phone. He cleared his throat and tried again. "We need to get to St. Thomas'. Alan's in trouble."
And with that all Tracys old and young were sprinting for the hanger on the island.
… Alan swerved to avoid an ambulance quickly muttering sorry to Thom as he and Max was violently thrown to one side in the back. He looked in the mirror to see at least three police cars as he headed up to the entrance of the A&E entrance to the hospital and warned Thom he was about to hit the brakes. Alan hadn't realised that in the rush to get Max to the hospital he hadn't out on his seatbelt. He slammed on the brakes screeching to a stop as his head shot forwards and bounced off the rubber covered steering wheel. He heard Thom fling the door open and pulled Max out and the last thing he could remember was someone shouting something about putting his hands up in the air. He shut his eyes and let the pain wash through him gently resting his head on the steering wheel and watched the darkness overcome him. At least here there was no pain.
Dahnaa :) Enjoy and review people im loving the comments i'm getting if only my English teacher could see this now.
