As he scanned the dangerously murky water for signs of the trapped Sub,
Gordon frowned.
He'd never seen such a large amount of oil in all his life, he tried not to
think of all the creatures who would die because of this. Ever the
humanitarian Gordon hated to lose anything from a fish to a person, but
he'd be damned if he was going to lose any people today. He smiled slightly
as he thought of his conversation with Scott. It was comforting to know
that his brother's worried about him, but Scott's nagging had been wasting
valuable time, Gordon decided that he'd use this argument as his excuse
when he faced his elder brother. Hanging up on Scott was always fun!
Sobering he gave a worried sigh as he thought back to his brother's
comment, 'watch those oil spills, they could ignite at any moment.' Gordon
was very aware of that fact. He'd seen far to many oil-spills end in
disaster after a fire started. He did not intend to let that be the case in
this rescue. As usual when Gordon was involved in a rescue, he banished
thoughts of his own safety from his mind. His main concern were the people,
then the fish and then himself.
Unknown to Gordon he constantly placed himself last after others. A quality that his brothers found worrying in a rescue. His complete lack of regard for his own safety was what caused the hydro-foil crash. Gordon was rushing to a rescue, other people on his mind when he crashed into a buoy that had sent TB4 upside down, and Gordon to a hospital bed for 3 months.
As his eyes began to adjust to the murkiness, Gordon saw a flash of metal out of the corner of his eye. the sub!!! Deciding to use his better judgement Gordon called John instead of Scott, he had no time for advice.
'TB5 to TB4, what's happening Gordo?' came John's worried voice.
'Don't worry John' Gordon answered, 'I just wanted you to let Scott and Virg know I found the sub'.
'Well, why didn't you radio them?' the voice sounded relieved
'I couldn't be bothered with any more advice'
'Well Gordo' John replied, 'you know maybe they're right to worry, the water's pretty hot right now and you're down there under all that oil..'
Gordon couldn't believe it, he'd thought that John would have avoided the 'older brother' speech. But it seemed that he was as bad as the rest of them.
'John' he interrupted, 'I'm fine, now I don't want to hang up on you , but I'm going now'.
'What. Gordo?' John began
Gordon cut him off. Now he hadn't officially cut him off , after all he'd told John that he was going, so he had no cause to be annoyed. Satisfied with this view Gordon moved towards the trapped sub.
Alan listened to the Captain of the rig, as he reported the situation. This did not look good. The rig was sinking, and there were still 15 crew members left on it. Standing on the surface of the sinking rig Alan looked over at Scott and Virgil. They would each have to take people to the land, that would take up a valuable 20 minutes of their time. He knew Virgil and Scott would hate to leave Gordon down there for any time at all. To tell the truth Alan wasn't to happy about it either.
Oh his brothers all thought he was worry- free, but he knew different. Just cause he was younger didn't mean he didn't worry about his older brothers in these kind of rescues. He also felt more worried as it was Gordon. The fellow youngest, he loved Gordon ,they both knew what being younger was like. He'd gone to school with Gordon, double-dated with him in College and bunked with him as kids. Oh yes he knew what it was like to be worried. But Alan also knew the importance of making everyone feel better, Gordon didn't need yet another brother, telling him what to do. He needed reassurance and Alan took it upon himself to be the one to give that.
Up in TB5 John rubbed his eyes and put his head in his hands. That was the second brother to hang up on him today. God he hated being up in TB5 sometimes, he always felt so helpless, so out of everything. The closest he got to the rescue was hearing his brothers' voices over the intercom. He still couldn't understand why Gordon had disconnected him, John couldn't pretend he wasn't worried about his brother. He had always looked out for Gordon , just as Scott and Virg had looked out for him growing up. At least Scott and Virgil could do something to help on this mission, all he could do was sit there and feel useless . His temper rising as he looked at his astronomy book, John picked it up and flung it against the space- station wall. Letting out a string of curses at his helplessness, John composed himself and contacted Scott.
'Go ahead John' his brothers voice urged.
'Scott. um Gordo called me, he said to tell you he's found the sub.'
'What?' Scott growled, 'why didn't he tell me that himself'.
'Hmmm, I don' t know..' John replied, 'something about . a lecture, perhaps?'
'John,' Scott's voice rose angrily, ' it wasn't a lecture, I was just warning him that's all'.
John caught the worry coursing through his brother's words, 'Just go easy Scott' he spoke tiredly, 'we're all worried.'
Scott heard the depression in his brother's voice. 'Johnny are you ok?' he asked. Unable to curb his protective tendancies.
John laughed quietly, but his tone was sombre and did nothing to ease Scott's concern.
'I'm fine' he replied, 'I just hate feeling helpless, that's all'.
'Believe me Johnny', Scott realized John's feelings, 'I'd rather be up there, than down here'. He said before disconnecting.
'I wouldn't' John thought to himself, as he put his head in his hand and waited for news, 'I wouldn't'.
Unknown to Gordon he constantly placed himself last after others. A quality that his brothers found worrying in a rescue. His complete lack of regard for his own safety was what caused the hydro-foil crash. Gordon was rushing to a rescue, other people on his mind when he crashed into a buoy that had sent TB4 upside down, and Gordon to a hospital bed for 3 months.
As his eyes began to adjust to the murkiness, Gordon saw a flash of metal out of the corner of his eye. the sub!!! Deciding to use his better judgement Gordon called John instead of Scott, he had no time for advice.
'TB5 to TB4, what's happening Gordo?' came John's worried voice.
'Don't worry John' Gordon answered, 'I just wanted you to let Scott and Virg know I found the sub'.
'Well, why didn't you radio them?' the voice sounded relieved
'I couldn't be bothered with any more advice'
'Well Gordo' John replied, 'you know maybe they're right to worry, the water's pretty hot right now and you're down there under all that oil..'
Gordon couldn't believe it, he'd thought that John would have avoided the 'older brother' speech. But it seemed that he was as bad as the rest of them.
'John' he interrupted, 'I'm fine, now I don't want to hang up on you , but I'm going now'.
'What. Gordo?' John began
Gordon cut him off. Now he hadn't officially cut him off , after all he'd told John that he was going, so he had no cause to be annoyed. Satisfied with this view Gordon moved towards the trapped sub.
Alan listened to the Captain of the rig, as he reported the situation. This did not look good. The rig was sinking, and there were still 15 crew members left on it. Standing on the surface of the sinking rig Alan looked over at Scott and Virgil. They would each have to take people to the land, that would take up a valuable 20 minutes of their time. He knew Virgil and Scott would hate to leave Gordon down there for any time at all. To tell the truth Alan wasn't to happy about it either.
Oh his brothers all thought he was worry- free, but he knew different. Just cause he was younger didn't mean he didn't worry about his older brothers in these kind of rescues. He also felt more worried as it was Gordon. The fellow youngest, he loved Gordon ,they both knew what being younger was like. He'd gone to school with Gordon, double-dated with him in College and bunked with him as kids. Oh yes he knew what it was like to be worried. But Alan also knew the importance of making everyone feel better, Gordon didn't need yet another brother, telling him what to do. He needed reassurance and Alan took it upon himself to be the one to give that.
Up in TB5 John rubbed his eyes and put his head in his hands. That was the second brother to hang up on him today. God he hated being up in TB5 sometimes, he always felt so helpless, so out of everything. The closest he got to the rescue was hearing his brothers' voices over the intercom. He still couldn't understand why Gordon had disconnected him, John couldn't pretend he wasn't worried about his brother. He had always looked out for Gordon , just as Scott and Virg had looked out for him growing up. At least Scott and Virgil could do something to help on this mission, all he could do was sit there and feel useless . His temper rising as he looked at his astronomy book, John picked it up and flung it against the space- station wall. Letting out a string of curses at his helplessness, John composed himself and contacted Scott.
'Go ahead John' his brothers voice urged.
'Scott. um Gordo called me, he said to tell you he's found the sub.'
'What?' Scott growled, 'why didn't he tell me that himself'.
'Hmmm, I don' t know..' John replied, 'something about . a lecture, perhaps?'
'John,' Scott's voice rose angrily, ' it wasn't a lecture, I was just warning him that's all'.
John caught the worry coursing through his brother's words, 'Just go easy Scott' he spoke tiredly, 'we're all worried.'
Scott heard the depression in his brother's voice. 'Johnny are you ok?' he asked. Unable to curb his protective tendancies.
John laughed quietly, but his tone was sombre and did nothing to ease Scott's concern.
'I'm fine' he replied, 'I just hate feeling helpless, that's all'.
'Believe me Johnny', Scott realized John's feelings, 'I'd rather be up there, than down here'. He said before disconnecting.
'I wouldn't' John thought to himself, as he put his head in his hand and waited for news, 'I wouldn't'.