DISQLAIMER

this is it... the last chapter, next will be a autors note.

Along with the writing I had found more hobbies to distract me from my family and other problems. Sailplane drive, motorcycling, piano playing, racing, swimming, but my favorite. Just making speed. It didn´t matter with what. It had to go fast on wide open spaces where nobody wanted or couldn´t stop me.

One day I was flying to a small village to see a house I wanted to buy, a farm. I was alone because Beth had to arrange something at work. I was barely ten minutes there when the dam broke.

As fast as I could with my knee, I climbed on a roof. The water hit with waves over the roofs and I could barely hold on to the chimney. Sadly I thought that finally after all it would be the end and was wondering if I would see my mother as Aiden always said.

Suddenly there was a man who grabbed me around my waist. "Need a lift?" He asked, and together we went to the green Thunderbird 2.

"V" began to investigate injuries while another operator flew his aircraft. "Your knee doesn´t look good but I see that it´s an old injury. We bring you to the hospital anyway to be sure. Can we call your parents? "He asked.

"I don´t have contact with them." I said. "None of my family really."

"This is a second chance to make it right." Said V. "I know how hard it is to miss family members. Whatever it is, sometimes the only thing family wants is to have you back. It doesn´t matter how." Around his neck hung a necklace. On that hung a name. Alan.

Everyone in the group froze. Virgil hit his hand covering his face. Gordon groaned and Virgil hit hard against his arm and whispered, "Loser." John looked very clearly NOT at me, Scott's mouth hung almost to the ground and Jeff seemed in shock.

"Do not worry. I won´t tell anyone. I told you that you played a part." I said casually with a smile on my lips. "I took ..."

I took the advice of V. Back home I started this book. I hope that when my family read these words on paper they realize that I never wanted to do this to them. That I missed them and I hope that they can forgive me.

To write this book was very difficult. Harder than any other thing I did in my life. Two years later I deleted everything again because nothing in the right words on paper came. Sometimes I thought back to moments and began to cry so hard that I couldn´t continue working.

I was twenty-two when Beth became sick. I took her to the hospital and she went along only to please me. There we got incredible news.

Although several doctors had told me the hormone prut had become sterile, Beth was pregnant. Of twins. And I was the father. It couldn´t be anyone else, We were just came back from a three month vacation on a tropical island with no other people around us.

Now I really didn´t knew what to do. I couldn´t face my father with a pregnant woman, who was my wife. I just couldn´t. But still wrote this book.

These last lines I write two days after the birth of my two beautiful children. I called my daughter to my mother, bringer of light and my old name which meant handsome. My son I gave my self chosen name what means the strength and I gave him my fathers name what means to divine peace. Maybe if I ever have enough guts to write my father, that he became grandfather. He would be honored that I named my baby boy after him. I hope. But I think that's a whole other story.

I closed the book and looked at the rest.

Like if it was arranged Beth came in the door with a baby in each arm.

"I'm home!" She yelled and kissed me lightly on my lips. "They've missed you." Carefully she laid one of the babies in my arms. I looked at the face of my beautiful baby-boy.

Scott was standing right next to me. "May I." And he held his arms open.

Beth looked shocked but handed him one of the babies in his arms anyway. Scott looked at the baby-girl that looked so much like my mother.

John got my baby boy and smiled as one small hand grapped his finger. "He really looks like his grandfather." He said with a small smile, eyes on Jeff. "He really does."

Jeff looked tenderly at the scene not seeing the look john send him. "What are their names?"

With a bright smile I looked him in the eyes. "Brian Jeff Jasper Tracy and Lucy Elisabeth Alan Tracy. Brian to his grandfather Jeff Tracy and Jasper and Lucy at her grandmothers Lucy Cranewold-Tracy and Elisabeth, Beth´s mother. And after me." Gordon and Virgil's mouth fell open. "Congratulations grandpa." I said and grabbed Beth's hand.

No wit comes.

It was deathly quiet. Until Gordon laughed. "This is so logical and yet I so didn´t see it coming. Scott was the one you saw at the party and John has seen you under the kitchen table. You came back our secret when you talked to V, or better said to Virgil. But seriously. I saw it coming. "He hugged me tightly. "It's so good to have you back Bro." He whispered in my ear. "the terrible two is nothing on my own."

Virgil came afterwards. He also hugged me tightly. "I knew it. I knew it. You're not dead. I said it but they did not believe me. I knew it. Why didn´t you tell me in the Thunderbird?"

When he let me go I stood before my father. He was pale, all the blood drawn away from his face and I asked if he was okay. Immediately he hugged me tightly. "I'm a Grandpa." He whispered. "And my son stands before me, breathing, alive and healthy. I´m the happiest man on earth. "

"I've missed you." I whispered.

"Me too Ally. So bad. "Was there whispered in my ear. My heart was beating freely for the first time in thirteen years, no fear, no guilt, Not anymore.

I was complete.

So this was it. There will be one more chapter where I´m gonna describe a few story´s. Tell me which one you´ll like the most.