OK here's the eagerly anticipated chapter 10. Please guys violence is not
necessary, I do not need my head trodden on, all of you coming to find me,
or a gun in my face, I am writing as fast as I can. I also have to say it's
a pleasure to be writing with all you great writers, you're all fantastic,
and I look forward to writing more. Here it is........
Scott had been sitting head in hands weeping when he had heard Alan's voice. Hardly daring to hope he listened, heart pounding.
There it was again,
'Scott..Virg.. John? Can you guys hear me?'
Words failed to describe Scott's feelings as he grabbed the radio ,
'Alan?' he screamed, 'we thought you were dead, where are you? Is Gordo there? Man, we thought you were a gonner when the rig went down!' Scott couldn't seem to help himself from yelling questions at his youngest brother, and then he realised that he wasn't letting Alan answer.
Alan's words had Scott frantic again, 'Scott, I can't hear you.' He was yelling, 'the transmitters breaking up!'
His mind working overtime to find a way to fix the problem, Scott barely heard John and Virg asking questions.
'Gordo is he ok? Are either of you hurt?'
'Alan..give me the exact location and I can try and get a reading on you both.'
'I CAN'T HEAR YOU!' Alan's voice was yelling, Scott detected the panic and struggled to control his own.
Alan's next sentence had him gasping in horror,
'Guys is Gordon with you, because he wasn't with me when the rig fell and I haven't spoken to him since, has he transmitted?'
Scott had just assumed that Alan would have got down to the sub in time, he'd thought that his brothers were together, now he had two spread out down there.
Everyone began to yell at once.
'What, we thought he was with you!' Virg was sounding worried.
'Oh God' Scott found himself saying , 'the sub's probably trapped under the rig's wreckage!'
'Listen Alan' John was saying, 'we have to put out the fire!'
Scott realised what John was trying to do, Alan didn't know about the fire yet, he'd think they'd all come down to help them.
'Guys I'm going to have to turn this off! We might really need it soon and I can't hear you. I'm going to find Gordon, I could really do with some help down here right now.'
Scott sighed in desparation, Alan hadn't got what John was trying to say. Scott didn't want Alan going off alone to find Gordon, he was about to tell Alan to stay put when he heard him say,
'um. just so you guys know, I love you ok?'
Scott's eyes began to tear up as he realised what his brother was saying. He didn't think he'd make it out of this situation alive.
'You're the best big brothers a guy could have, and I guess the best parents too. You did all practically raise me and Gordo!' Scott had tears running steadily down his cheeks at this point.
' I just.. I want you all to know that.. in case, well, just.. I just want you to know it, that's all. I'll see you all, tell Dad I love him! And tell Tin-Tin too!'
Taking a second to pull himself together and sound strong Scott shouted, 'Alan, you can tell them yourself, stay where you are!'
He heard a reply but not from the brother he wanted to,
'Scott' John's voice whispered, 'he disconnected!'
'NO!!' Scott screamed, 'WHY CAN'T HE JUST STAY WHERE HE WAS?'
Virgil broke in his voice deadly serious and breaking in parts, 'Could you Scott?' he asked 'could you leave one of us out there when you could help?'
'Not for a second' Scott answered, worrying again about the missing Gordon.
'Case and point!' Virgil replied.
Alan kept his hands stretched infront of him in the darkness as he tried to feel fort he sub.There was no way he'd be able to spot it in these conditions. It was strange swimming in hot water, it all felt wrong somehow. Not to mention the dead fish floating past. As he swam as quickly as he could his right arm brushed against something, spinning around he felt metal.
It was the sub!!
Noting straight away that there was piles and piles of debris on top of it Alan moved towards the hatch as carefully as he could.
'Gordo's in there somewhere' he thought to himself, and then immediately corrected himself. 'Don't think like that he's fine!'
The sub was horribly crushed, all the sides seemed to have imploded. The hatch seemed surprisingly intact, though it was still crushed and he thanked God for small mercies.
As he wrenched open the crushed hatch Alan crawled in,
'Gordon?' he called out , his voice shaking, fearing what he might find .
As his eyes adjusted, he took in the scene in front of him, His knees started shaking and his face paled, 'GORDON!' he screamed, 'NOOOOOOOOO!'
Jeff couldn't seem to stop shaking. He'd heard Alan's voice but what about Gordon? Where was he? Was he alright? Listening to his youngest telling everyone goodbye had almost killed him. His heart had started aching and he could have sworn that another heart attack was on its way, but it had passed. Tin-Tin sat near him at the desk and came over to put an arm around his shoulders.
'You're a wondeful father, Mr Tracy' she said softly reassuring him, through her own tears.
'It's my fault Tin-Tin' Jeff answered, staring desolately at the pictures of his boys on the wall. His gaze settling on his youngest two.
'I set up this damned organization, I've put my children's lives in danger and now, they might die because of me!' Picking up a snowglobe from his desk he threw it at the wall and watched in satisfaction as the pieces shattered to the floor.
John, had given up attemtpting to sit down. He just couldn't he was too worried. His cheeks were still damp with tears after Alan's words. Hell, he remembered when Alan was born. This whole situation was killing him. His mind began to work over the situation. There had to be something that he could do. That they all could do. Then he thought of something.
'Scott.. Virg?' he radioed , 'remember last summer when I came back from here and we worked on that project on TB1?'
'You mean the new thrusters?' Scott asked , confused as to where John was going with this.
'Yep' John replied, 'but Virg do you remember what we were going to put on as a kind of birthday present for Scott?'
Virgil seemed confused still, 'uh.. the new radio... the fog-lights and the.....' suddenly his voice broke off as it dawned on him.
'Oh God, Johnny.' he murmered.
'What?' Scott interrupted wondering what his brothers were talking about.
'....new water cannons' Virgil finished in one breath.
'Exactly!' John replied.
'Yeah but Johnny, if you put them in TB1 I'd know about them and there aren't any'. Frowned Scott.
'Sure there aren't.' Virgil said, 'not on TB1 but we put them in the roof cupboard!'
Laughing in disbelief Scott put TB1 onto auto-pilot and walked to the back of the craft. Opening the cupboard on TB1's roof, he smiled even wider as he saw two long rubber water cannons.
'I've got them' he said to his brothers, 'why didn't you put them on?'
'We didn't have time!' John replied, 'we were gonna put them on later on the day we put the thrusters on but Alan and Gordo came back and we all went sailing....' He trailed off his voice suddenly somber.
Scott thought back to last summer...........
All five Tracy boys had been out on the ocean in their own yacht, the 'Lucille' named after their mother. It had been beautiful weather and all the boys had been enjoying doing some brotherly bonding.
John had been driving the yacht, Scott had been dozing after his birthday picnic, Gordon and Virgil were discussing women they had met the night before and Alan was talking to himself after overloading on punch. The boat had been travelling gently when suddenly the wind changed and the waves started to pick up, decidedly less comfortable on the sea than anyone else Virgil had yelled at John to slow down. That's when the real trouble had started.
'JOHNNY! SLOW DOWN!' Virg was yelling, Scott staggered over to John to see what was wrong.
'Johnny, what are you doing?' he said to his most intelligent brother.
John's eyes were wide and Scott noticed he looked pale as he spoke, 'I can't get her under control Scott! The wind's just too strong!'
Scott grabbed the wheel and attempted to help control the craft, looking desperatley at the others as he did. Virgil was looking green and had moved towards the centre of the yacht. Alan seemed completely oblivious to what was going on, obviously still feeling the effects of the punch. Gordon looked decidedly unaffected as he held his arms out to keep his balance and walked over.
Staring down with a frown at the control panel as John and Scott looked at him, he nodded slowly and then met their eyes.
'Wind must have changed direction' he said nochalantly, 'it must be 100,200 knots...'
Scott found it remarkable that Gordon seemed so undaunted by the situation, then again he'd been on the sea most of his life, he'd been in worse situations than this.
'With that kind of wind-speed the craft's not gonna hold out to long guys, I'd say there's one bad storm coming.' His auburn hair blowing in the wind he looked up again and Scott saw unease in his eyes.
'Uh Oh ' he thought to himself, 'if Gordo's spooked, this has got to be bad.'
Less than 10 minutes later the wind had picked up to gale-force and they still hadn't made it back to the island. Now Scott, Gordon and John all held onto the wheel desperately trying to control it. Virgil was sitting, moaning, his head in his hands on the middle of the deck as the waves became larger and larger. Alan was still lying on the deck talking to himself. As the three coherent Tracys tried to maneuver the yacht a huge wave swept towards them and covered the yacht, knocking the boys of their feet, and sending Virgil flying across the deck. It wasn't until they all clambered to their feet that they realised the youngest was missing.
'ALAN!' Scott shouted in panic to Virgil, 'WHERE IS HE?'
Virgil was frowning, unable to hear him over the roar of the ocean.
Before he had a chance to move, Gordon shot passed him and launched himself over the yacht's side. Executing a perfect dive as he did so.
Scott stared in horror and then raced towards the edge of the boat to see where both of his younger brothers had disappeared to.
'GORDO!'
No heads surfaced, Virgil joined Scott having seen Gordon jump in,
'WHERE ARE THEY?' he screamed in Scott's ear.
It was over a minute now since Gordon had gone under and Scott didn't even want to think how long Alan had been down. He didn't think about himself, he just knew he had to get them out of there. He positioned himself along the side of the yacht and prepared to jump.
'SCOTT, NO!' Strong arms held him back and prevented him from jumping in.
'JOHNNY, LET GO OF ME!' He shouted
'NO..' John screamed rain pouring down his face and plastering his hair to his skull, 'LOOK!'
Scott followed where his brother was pointing and saw a familiar auburn head pop to the surface. Then a blond one next to it. Gordon had an unconscious Alan under his arm. He swam towards the boat, fighting the current , Scott jumped in to help. The freezing water enveloped him, but he barely noticed. Swimming over he grabbed Alan's other arm and helped Gordon get him to the boat where Virgil and John hauled him in. As they pulled him up, Scott looked at Gordon's wan face and pushed him into Virgil's waiting arms. Then John helped Scott aboard.
A blue Alan was still unconcsious and Gordon quickly rushed forward and applied respiration.
Scott watched in disbelief and then pushed forward to start compressions,
'count to 5 and then wait.' Gordon said to him in an uncharacteristically shaky voice.
John amd Virgil gathered around, kneeling next to Alan,
'Come on Alan, breathe.' Virgil was murmering over and over
John was just staring wildly at Scott.
Gordon applied mouth to mouth, and then after a minute Alan spluttered and coughed and water spurted from his mouth. Gordon turned him onto his side and patted his back. When he opened his eyes groggily, John and Virgil burst into sobs and Scott quickly wrapped a blanket over him. Gordon sat back breathing rapidly.
A minute later Virgil sat with an arm around Alan rubbing the blanket warmly around him, Scott stared hard at Gordon.
'WHAT THE HELL DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING!' he had yelled at the then 21 year old.
'Um, gee I don't know.' He said sarcastically his brown eyes , flashing in anger , 'Saving Alan's life!'
Scott knew it was just the panic making him angry, but he couldn't seem to control it.
'WITHOUT A LIFE-JACKET?' he screamed, 'YOU COULD HAVE BEEN KILLED, HOW DO YOU THINK I FELT WITH TWO OF YOU IN THERE!'
His final comment seemed to calm Gordon down and he visibly deflated,
'I'm ok Scott' he said softly, 'Alan's ok. We're all ok.'
Scott felt his anger drain away, and he held out his arms so Gordon could come into them,
'Come here' he murmered , pulling his brother into a hug. 'Don't ever do that to me again.'
'Okay' Gordon replied softly.
'Promise me you won't do anything like that again Gordo, I don't know what I'd do if I lost you, or Alan, or the other two for that matter.' Scott said his voice breaking.
'I promise' Gordon said quietly, 'I promise you Scott.'
Scott snapped back to reality. Gordon had promised, but Alan hadn't and now he'd gone back down for Gordon and the situation was exactly the nightmare that Scott had imagined, that none of his brothers could leave another in trouble.
'I'm not about to start leaving them this time.' He thought to himself, and grabbed the two water cannons, and a clamp. Climbing out of the now auto- piloted TB1 he climbed onto the roof and clamped the two cannons in place, hanging precariously from the craft. He felt the heat even from the height he was at. Attaching them firmly, he swung himself back onto the roof and climbed back to his seat.
'Alright fellas' he radioed, ' the cannons are in place, let's get this show on the road!'
Virgil smiled as he heard Scott's voice. This was helping, they were actually doing something now. TB1 moved lower and lower and Virgil became uneasy.
'Be careful' he told his brother.
'I will' Scott answered
TB1 moved closer and closer to the scalding flames,
'Scott!' Virgil warned.
'It's ok Virg' his brother answered, but then to Virgil's horror a fireball flew up to TB1 and proceeded to engulf the entire craft in flames.......
YEAH!!! LETS RIDE THE ROLLERCOASTER OF ADVENTURE!!! (GOD HOW SAD AM I?)
SO HERE GOES.....
IS GORDON STILL ALIVE? WHAT HAS ALAN SEEN? IS SCOTT AS DEEP-FRIED AS A PIECE OF KENTUCKY FRIED CHICKEN? HAS THE TRACY-CLAN LEADER LOST THE PLOT, AND BEGUN A REIGN OF DESTRUCTION IN HIS OFFICE? IF SO WILL TIN-TIN AND KYRANO BE NEXT TO BE HURLED AGAINST THE WALL? WILL JOHNNY EVER GET OFF THAT BLOODY SPACE-STATION? FIND OUT IN CHAPTER 11 OF 'The Trouble With The Tracys' COMING SOON.
PREVIEW (I know how much you guys love these , hahaha) ...........
'SCOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTTT!' Virgil yelled, as the fireball continued to engulf TB1 and his older brother in flames. 'NOOOOOOOOO' he heard John shout through the transmitter. But all that replied to their cries was crackling static.
The fourth crew member lay in a pool of blood by the hatch entrance, his eyes stared straight ahead, and Alan knew without checking that he was dead. Where he lay Gordon's head was oozing blood and he was unconscious.
'GORDO!' Alan shouted and rushed to kneel at his brother's side, panicked when he received no response, he grabbed Gordon's wrist and desperately tried to feel for signs of life.
Scott had been sitting head in hands weeping when he had heard Alan's voice. Hardly daring to hope he listened, heart pounding.
There it was again,
'Scott..Virg.. John? Can you guys hear me?'
Words failed to describe Scott's feelings as he grabbed the radio ,
'Alan?' he screamed, 'we thought you were dead, where are you? Is Gordo there? Man, we thought you were a gonner when the rig went down!' Scott couldn't seem to help himself from yelling questions at his youngest brother, and then he realised that he wasn't letting Alan answer.
Alan's words had Scott frantic again, 'Scott, I can't hear you.' He was yelling, 'the transmitters breaking up!'
His mind working overtime to find a way to fix the problem, Scott barely heard John and Virg asking questions.
'Gordo is he ok? Are either of you hurt?'
'Alan..give me the exact location and I can try and get a reading on you both.'
'I CAN'T HEAR YOU!' Alan's voice was yelling, Scott detected the panic and struggled to control his own.
Alan's next sentence had him gasping in horror,
'Guys is Gordon with you, because he wasn't with me when the rig fell and I haven't spoken to him since, has he transmitted?'
Scott had just assumed that Alan would have got down to the sub in time, he'd thought that his brothers were together, now he had two spread out down there.
Everyone began to yell at once.
'What, we thought he was with you!' Virg was sounding worried.
'Oh God' Scott found himself saying , 'the sub's probably trapped under the rig's wreckage!'
'Listen Alan' John was saying, 'we have to put out the fire!'
Scott realised what John was trying to do, Alan didn't know about the fire yet, he'd think they'd all come down to help them.
'Guys I'm going to have to turn this off! We might really need it soon and I can't hear you. I'm going to find Gordon, I could really do with some help down here right now.'
Scott sighed in desparation, Alan hadn't got what John was trying to say. Scott didn't want Alan going off alone to find Gordon, he was about to tell Alan to stay put when he heard him say,
'um. just so you guys know, I love you ok?'
Scott's eyes began to tear up as he realised what his brother was saying. He didn't think he'd make it out of this situation alive.
'You're the best big brothers a guy could have, and I guess the best parents too. You did all practically raise me and Gordo!' Scott had tears running steadily down his cheeks at this point.
' I just.. I want you all to know that.. in case, well, just.. I just want you to know it, that's all. I'll see you all, tell Dad I love him! And tell Tin-Tin too!'
Taking a second to pull himself together and sound strong Scott shouted, 'Alan, you can tell them yourself, stay where you are!'
He heard a reply but not from the brother he wanted to,
'Scott' John's voice whispered, 'he disconnected!'
'NO!!' Scott screamed, 'WHY CAN'T HE JUST STAY WHERE HE WAS?'
Virgil broke in his voice deadly serious and breaking in parts, 'Could you Scott?' he asked 'could you leave one of us out there when you could help?'
'Not for a second' Scott answered, worrying again about the missing Gordon.
'Case and point!' Virgil replied.
Alan kept his hands stretched infront of him in the darkness as he tried to feel fort he sub.There was no way he'd be able to spot it in these conditions. It was strange swimming in hot water, it all felt wrong somehow. Not to mention the dead fish floating past. As he swam as quickly as he could his right arm brushed against something, spinning around he felt metal.
It was the sub!!
Noting straight away that there was piles and piles of debris on top of it Alan moved towards the hatch as carefully as he could.
'Gordo's in there somewhere' he thought to himself, and then immediately corrected himself. 'Don't think like that he's fine!'
The sub was horribly crushed, all the sides seemed to have imploded. The hatch seemed surprisingly intact, though it was still crushed and he thanked God for small mercies.
As he wrenched open the crushed hatch Alan crawled in,
'Gordon?' he called out , his voice shaking, fearing what he might find .
As his eyes adjusted, he took in the scene in front of him, His knees started shaking and his face paled, 'GORDON!' he screamed, 'NOOOOOOOOO!'
Jeff couldn't seem to stop shaking. He'd heard Alan's voice but what about Gordon? Where was he? Was he alright? Listening to his youngest telling everyone goodbye had almost killed him. His heart had started aching and he could have sworn that another heart attack was on its way, but it had passed. Tin-Tin sat near him at the desk and came over to put an arm around his shoulders.
'You're a wondeful father, Mr Tracy' she said softly reassuring him, through her own tears.
'It's my fault Tin-Tin' Jeff answered, staring desolately at the pictures of his boys on the wall. His gaze settling on his youngest two.
'I set up this damned organization, I've put my children's lives in danger and now, they might die because of me!' Picking up a snowglobe from his desk he threw it at the wall and watched in satisfaction as the pieces shattered to the floor.
John, had given up attemtpting to sit down. He just couldn't he was too worried. His cheeks were still damp with tears after Alan's words. Hell, he remembered when Alan was born. This whole situation was killing him. His mind began to work over the situation. There had to be something that he could do. That they all could do. Then he thought of something.
'Scott.. Virg?' he radioed , 'remember last summer when I came back from here and we worked on that project on TB1?'
'You mean the new thrusters?' Scott asked , confused as to where John was going with this.
'Yep' John replied, 'but Virg do you remember what we were going to put on as a kind of birthday present for Scott?'
Virgil seemed confused still, 'uh.. the new radio... the fog-lights and the.....' suddenly his voice broke off as it dawned on him.
'Oh God, Johnny.' he murmered.
'What?' Scott interrupted wondering what his brothers were talking about.
'....new water cannons' Virgil finished in one breath.
'Exactly!' John replied.
'Yeah but Johnny, if you put them in TB1 I'd know about them and there aren't any'. Frowned Scott.
'Sure there aren't.' Virgil said, 'not on TB1 but we put them in the roof cupboard!'
Laughing in disbelief Scott put TB1 onto auto-pilot and walked to the back of the craft. Opening the cupboard on TB1's roof, he smiled even wider as he saw two long rubber water cannons.
'I've got them' he said to his brothers, 'why didn't you put them on?'
'We didn't have time!' John replied, 'we were gonna put them on later on the day we put the thrusters on but Alan and Gordo came back and we all went sailing....' He trailed off his voice suddenly somber.
Scott thought back to last summer...........
All five Tracy boys had been out on the ocean in their own yacht, the 'Lucille' named after their mother. It had been beautiful weather and all the boys had been enjoying doing some brotherly bonding.
John had been driving the yacht, Scott had been dozing after his birthday picnic, Gordon and Virgil were discussing women they had met the night before and Alan was talking to himself after overloading on punch. The boat had been travelling gently when suddenly the wind changed and the waves started to pick up, decidedly less comfortable on the sea than anyone else Virgil had yelled at John to slow down. That's when the real trouble had started.
'JOHNNY! SLOW DOWN!' Virg was yelling, Scott staggered over to John to see what was wrong.
'Johnny, what are you doing?' he said to his most intelligent brother.
John's eyes were wide and Scott noticed he looked pale as he spoke, 'I can't get her under control Scott! The wind's just too strong!'
Scott grabbed the wheel and attempted to help control the craft, looking desperatley at the others as he did. Virgil was looking green and had moved towards the centre of the yacht. Alan seemed completely oblivious to what was going on, obviously still feeling the effects of the punch. Gordon looked decidedly unaffected as he held his arms out to keep his balance and walked over.
Staring down with a frown at the control panel as John and Scott looked at him, he nodded slowly and then met their eyes.
'Wind must have changed direction' he said nochalantly, 'it must be 100,200 knots...'
Scott found it remarkable that Gordon seemed so undaunted by the situation, then again he'd been on the sea most of his life, he'd been in worse situations than this.
'With that kind of wind-speed the craft's not gonna hold out to long guys, I'd say there's one bad storm coming.' His auburn hair blowing in the wind he looked up again and Scott saw unease in his eyes.
'Uh Oh ' he thought to himself, 'if Gordo's spooked, this has got to be bad.'
Less than 10 minutes later the wind had picked up to gale-force and they still hadn't made it back to the island. Now Scott, Gordon and John all held onto the wheel desperately trying to control it. Virgil was sitting, moaning, his head in his hands on the middle of the deck as the waves became larger and larger. Alan was still lying on the deck talking to himself. As the three coherent Tracys tried to maneuver the yacht a huge wave swept towards them and covered the yacht, knocking the boys of their feet, and sending Virgil flying across the deck. It wasn't until they all clambered to their feet that they realised the youngest was missing.
'ALAN!' Scott shouted in panic to Virgil, 'WHERE IS HE?'
Virgil was frowning, unable to hear him over the roar of the ocean.
Before he had a chance to move, Gordon shot passed him and launched himself over the yacht's side. Executing a perfect dive as he did so.
Scott stared in horror and then raced towards the edge of the boat to see where both of his younger brothers had disappeared to.
'GORDO!'
No heads surfaced, Virgil joined Scott having seen Gordon jump in,
'WHERE ARE THEY?' he screamed in Scott's ear.
It was over a minute now since Gordon had gone under and Scott didn't even want to think how long Alan had been down. He didn't think about himself, he just knew he had to get them out of there. He positioned himself along the side of the yacht and prepared to jump.
'SCOTT, NO!' Strong arms held him back and prevented him from jumping in.
'JOHNNY, LET GO OF ME!' He shouted
'NO..' John screamed rain pouring down his face and plastering his hair to his skull, 'LOOK!'
Scott followed where his brother was pointing and saw a familiar auburn head pop to the surface. Then a blond one next to it. Gordon had an unconscious Alan under his arm. He swam towards the boat, fighting the current , Scott jumped in to help. The freezing water enveloped him, but he barely noticed. Swimming over he grabbed Alan's other arm and helped Gordon get him to the boat where Virgil and John hauled him in. As they pulled him up, Scott looked at Gordon's wan face and pushed him into Virgil's waiting arms. Then John helped Scott aboard.
A blue Alan was still unconcsious and Gordon quickly rushed forward and applied respiration.
Scott watched in disbelief and then pushed forward to start compressions,
'count to 5 and then wait.' Gordon said to him in an uncharacteristically shaky voice.
John amd Virgil gathered around, kneeling next to Alan,
'Come on Alan, breathe.' Virgil was murmering over and over
John was just staring wildly at Scott.
Gordon applied mouth to mouth, and then after a minute Alan spluttered and coughed and water spurted from his mouth. Gordon turned him onto his side and patted his back. When he opened his eyes groggily, John and Virgil burst into sobs and Scott quickly wrapped a blanket over him. Gordon sat back breathing rapidly.
A minute later Virgil sat with an arm around Alan rubbing the blanket warmly around him, Scott stared hard at Gordon.
'WHAT THE HELL DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING!' he had yelled at the then 21 year old.
'Um, gee I don't know.' He said sarcastically his brown eyes , flashing in anger , 'Saving Alan's life!'
Scott knew it was just the panic making him angry, but he couldn't seem to control it.
'WITHOUT A LIFE-JACKET?' he screamed, 'YOU COULD HAVE BEEN KILLED, HOW DO YOU THINK I FELT WITH TWO OF YOU IN THERE!'
His final comment seemed to calm Gordon down and he visibly deflated,
'I'm ok Scott' he said softly, 'Alan's ok. We're all ok.'
Scott felt his anger drain away, and he held out his arms so Gordon could come into them,
'Come here' he murmered , pulling his brother into a hug. 'Don't ever do that to me again.'
'Okay' Gordon replied softly.
'Promise me you won't do anything like that again Gordo, I don't know what I'd do if I lost you, or Alan, or the other two for that matter.' Scott said his voice breaking.
'I promise' Gordon said quietly, 'I promise you Scott.'
Scott snapped back to reality. Gordon had promised, but Alan hadn't and now he'd gone back down for Gordon and the situation was exactly the nightmare that Scott had imagined, that none of his brothers could leave another in trouble.
'I'm not about to start leaving them this time.' He thought to himself, and grabbed the two water cannons, and a clamp. Climbing out of the now auto- piloted TB1 he climbed onto the roof and clamped the two cannons in place, hanging precariously from the craft. He felt the heat even from the height he was at. Attaching them firmly, he swung himself back onto the roof and climbed back to his seat.
'Alright fellas' he radioed, ' the cannons are in place, let's get this show on the road!'
Virgil smiled as he heard Scott's voice. This was helping, they were actually doing something now. TB1 moved lower and lower and Virgil became uneasy.
'Be careful' he told his brother.
'I will' Scott answered
TB1 moved closer and closer to the scalding flames,
'Scott!' Virgil warned.
'It's ok Virg' his brother answered, but then to Virgil's horror a fireball flew up to TB1 and proceeded to engulf the entire craft in flames.......
YEAH!!! LETS RIDE THE ROLLERCOASTER OF ADVENTURE!!! (GOD HOW SAD AM I?)
SO HERE GOES.....
IS GORDON STILL ALIVE? WHAT HAS ALAN SEEN? IS SCOTT AS DEEP-FRIED AS A PIECE OF KENTUCKY FRIED CHICKEN? HAS THE TRACY-CLAN LEADER LOST THE PLOT, AND BEGUN A REIGN OF DESTRUCTION IN HIS OFFICE? IF SO WILL TIN-TIN AND KYRANO BE NEXT TO BE HURLED AGAINST THE WALL? WILL JOHNNY EVER GET OFF THAT BLOODY SPACE-STATION? FIND OUT IN CHAPTER 11 OF 'The Trouble With The Tracys' COMING SOON.
PREVIEW (I know how much you guys love these , hahaha) ...........
'SCOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTTT!' Virgil yelled, as the fireball continued to engulf TB1 and his older brother in flames. 'NOOOOOOOOO' he heard John shout through the transmitter. But all that replied to their cries was crackling static.
The fourth crew member lay in a pool of blood by the hatch entrance, his eyes stared straight ahead, and Alan knew without checking that he was dead. Where he lay Gordon's head was oozing blood and he was unconscious.
'GORDO!' Alan shouted and rushed to kneel at his brother's side, panicked when he received no response, he grabbed Gordon's wrist and desperately tried to feel for signs of life.