lissysue85- Yep, they are all home. Yes he does. XD I'm doing my best to make this as realistic as possible, and that includes the injuries. I'm glad you liked it and as always I will update as soon as I can.

Little Miss Bump- XD I'm glad you enjoyed it. Off a horse? Ouch! : ( Thank you, of course you'll be reading more soon. I always update as soon as I can. Nah, he just has a few good cracks in them. Yep, he's got them all there to look after him now. That she is, home safe with her family. Slowly but surely, they will all recover. Of course you'll see me soon! XD

Gilian 101-Thank you, I'm glad you feel that way. Aw, you're making me blush! XD It is mostly just the ribs that he hurt, along with a load of bruises and some scratches here and there. Though he won't have cuts as bad as Evelyn's hands. Dr. Virge is gonna look after him as well as John and Evie. Well, they are all gonna be mad at him. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Plenty more family fluff is on the way!

ash-rox- It's okay that you don't review every chapter. I think a lot of people have not been getting the alerts, me included. But they seem to be coming in now and I'm getting messages from about three days ago. : P

foxee-chik- Of course I'm going to keep going. XD I'm glad you like it.

Chapter Thirty Five- Diagnoses

After all seven Tracy's had eaten their fill of the sandwiches Onaha had provided for them, Virgil chased Jeff, Scott, and Gordon out of the room so he would have more room to work. Once they were gone, he quickly pulled out the portable x-ray machine and starting with John's arm, took the x-ray's he wanted of his three siblings. Once he was finished taking all the picture's that he needed, he went out and asked one of those out in the hallway to go get John a clean pair of cloths to change into after Virgil looked at the burn on his back.

When Scott knocked on the door a few minutes later, he handed John a clean set of cloths before being shooed out once more by Virgil. Once the door slid shut, Virgil helped John take off the sling on his arm before helping him pull off the top half of his Thunderbird flight suit to reveal the white undershirt that seemed to be just as dirty as the suit had been. On his upper right arm there was an deep gash and just above his right shoulder blade was a black burn mark the size of a softball.

With Virgil's help, John pulled the shirt off to reveal a multitude of bruises that rivaled Alan's, the cut on his arm was indeed very deep, and the burn on his back wasn't black as expected but still quite bad. Virgil quickly went to a cabinet and grabbed supplies to clean and bandage both the cut and the burn before returning to where John sat on the bed beside Evelyn. John took in a sharp breath when Virgil put antiseptic on the cut and cleaned it as best he could. Virgil glanced up from his work and smiled sympathetically up at John. "You think this hurts, wait till I get to that burn on you back."

"Oh yeah. Give him something to look forward to Virge," Alan commented sarcastically from where he sat on the other bed. As Virgil wrapped gauze around John's arm, he glared over his shoulder at Alan. Evelyn covered her mouth with her hand to hide a snigger. Though Virgil missed it, John hadn't and smiled over at her.

"Okay," Virgil stated as he moved around to the other side of the bed to look at the burn on John's back. "This isn't as bad as I thought. Looks to be only a second degree burn. Any luck and it will be mostly healed in a week or two."

"Well, that's goo-OW!" John exclaimed as Virgil began to clean the burn and the area of skin surrounding it. Virgil grimaced. "Sorry. I told you it would hurt."

After a few minutes and a few more sharp intakes of breath from John, Virgil was soon putting a clean gauze pad over the burn. Once it was secure, Virgil helped John pull on the pale yellow t-shirt that Scott had grabbed for him before putting his arm back into the sling. John then stood, being careful with his right arm in the process and looked towards Virgil as he grabbed his clean pair of pants off the bed. "I'm gonna need some help."

Virgil smile softly before heading to the door and pushing the button to the side of it so it would open. The door slid open and Virgil stuck his head out into the hall. "You guys can come in now. And one of you needs to help John finish changing."

"I'll go," Scott replied as he walked into the room, followed shortly by Jeff and Gordon. As John and Scott walked to the bathroom and closed the door behind them, Jeff sat down on the bed next to Alan while Gordon sat down next to Evelyn. Virgil reappeared from the cabinet that stored the printer for the x-ray machine and pulled out the stack of pictures he had taken. He pulled one out of the stack and held it up above his head, towards the lights in the ceiling.

"Good news sprout. It's only a hairline fracture, though you managed to fracture three different ribs," Virgil explained, bringing the picture down and replacing back into the pile as he smiled towards Alan. Jeff placed an arm around the blonds' shoulders and the teen leaned carefully against him. "You should be completely healed in six weeks but you should be just fine to go back to school as long as you take an easy."

At that moment the door to the bathroom opened and John and Scott walked out, John now wearing a pair of white shorts to go with his clean shirt. Scott carried the dirty Thunderbird flight suit in his arms as the two re-entered the room. Scott set the suit down in the chair sitting beside the bed Alan and their father were on. Virgil flipped through the x-rays he had taken for a few moments before pulling one out and holding it up the same way he had the first time. "John, you are incredibly lucky. No break or anything. Just a sprained wrist."

Virgil smiled over at where John and Scott were standing just beside the bed that their father and youngest brother sat on. Scott put an arm over his younger brother's shoulders. Virgil replaced the x-ray of John's arm into the pile before searching for a few seconds and pulling out another one. He held this one up above his head just as he had the other two.

"You were right Evie," Virgil began as he lowered the picture and returned it to the stack he hand in his hands. "Just how many times have you sprained your ankle?"

All eyes in the room looked towards her as she looked deep in thought, counting off the number on her fingers and occasionally shaking her head as she muttered to herself. "Three or four times within the first three years of cheer and twice once I got onto the varsity squad."

"I think I remember seeing you on crutches once or twice now that I think about it," commented Gordon. Over where he was sitting beside Jeff, Alan yawned. Jeff smiled down at him and squeezed the teens shoulder.

"I think it's time we all get cleaned up and go to be," Jeff stated with a chuckle. Over on the opposite bed, Evelyn yawned. She then pointed over at Alan across from her in accusation though there was a small smile on her face. "See what you started."