John Tracy was worried, he didn't show it like Scott, who paced and tried
to work out a plan, or Virgil who stared helplessly into space, or his
father who barked orders at anyone who would listen. No, John made sure he
appeared calm, but on the inside he was a mess. This was a defence
mechanism he had perfected over the years, on the outside he looked
restrained but on the inside he was falling apart. Sitting now, as Police
officers combed over his younger brother's rooms for clues, for anything.
John felt appallingly useless, he wanted...........no, he needed to do
something. The waiting, the endless waiting for news was driving him crazy.
Leaning slowly forward he put his face in his hands.
'John?' Virgil uttered, 'you ok?'
Silly question Virg! John thought, but then he realised he had been asked something.
'Sorry, what?' he asked, looking up then, at the policeman infront of him.
'I asked you whether you knew of anyone who had a grudge against either of your brothers, your father perhaps?' the policeman questioned.
John smiled sarcastically, 'oh for pete's sake' he muttered.
'John,' Virgil scolded, 'he's only doing his job'.
John looked at his brother, Virgil looked ready to snap.
'No Virg, if he was 'doing his job' he'd be out there looking for Gordon and Alan!' he snarled.
'John..........' Virgil sighed
The policeman stood awkwardly, 'I'll give you a moment,' he said to Virgil, then to John, 'I know this must be terrible for you, but we are doing absolutley everything we can.'
John nodded, as the policeman walked away.
Virgil turned wearily to his younger brother, annoyed, 'There's no need to be rude, you know!'
John felt the anger building inside him, he wasn't angry with Virgil he was angry at the situation, at the people who had taken his brothers and most of all at himself for sitting here doing nothing. He rose to his feet and looked down at his brother.
'Look Virg', he shouted seeing red and drawing attention to himself, 'I don't give a damn if I'm being rude! I can not just sit here doing nothing!'
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Virgil shook his head,his heart breaking at the mess everyone seemed to be in, 'John, there's nothing we can do!'
'Maybe there's nothing you can do Virg, but I'm afraid that I, just don't have your patience!' With that remark John stormed past his brother towards the lounge doors.
As he reached them however, a muscled policeman placed a restraining arm on his shoulder, 'Sir, I can't let you past' he growled, 'this is a police search area.'
John's eyes flashed in anger, 'remove your arm, NOW!' he yelled.
Virgil stood as did everyone else in the room, watching what would happen.
The policeman at the door exchanged a glance with a man in a suit who Virgil assumed to be the Commander, he gave a nod and the man let go of John's shoulder.
John stared at the policeman a little longer than neccessary and then blustered through the doors, angrily disappearing from sight.
Virgil stood to go after his brother, when he felt a calm hand on his shoulder.
'I'll go!' Scott said gently and Virgil nodded. He flopped back onto the couch as he watched his eldest brother disappear after John. This was all they needed, Jeff a wreck, Gordon and Alan missing and John going off on one. Virgil thanked god for Scott, he'd make sure everyone was alright.
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Scott hurried after the rapidly moving form of his middle-brother. He caught up with him in the hall as he stopped to pick up keys from the hall table.
Scott glanced worriedly at his brother, 'What are you planning on doing with those?' he asked quietly.
John whirled to face his eldest brother, 'I don't know' he said helplessly, '.....something.'
Scott smiled sadly, 'Johnny, I know it's frustrating, but what can we do?'
'We can drive up to where they were taken,' John said desperatley,his mind working even as he spoke, 'we might find something the police missed!'
Scott looked at John in horror, 'No John!' he said in a tone not to be messed with, 'if you think I'm just going to let you go to the spot where they disappeared, you're crazy!'
'Why not?' John muttered,thinking that his big brother could be a real dork sometimes.
'It's asking for trouble, I'm not going to lose another brother today! You're practically offering yourself to the kidnappers!' Scott's face reddened as he furiously tried to drill this notion home to his younger brother.
'I'd do it!' John said softly, staring past his elder brother.
'Do what?'
'I'd offer myself if it meant getting those two back.'
Scott sighed deeply and put an arm around his brother, 'I know you would' he murmered, 'we all would, but right now that's just not an option.'
John also knew without a doubt that Scott wouldn't let John give himself up,into the hands of madmen, he'd rather die first.
'I mean it though Scott!' John continued shrugging off his brothers arm, 'I can't sit here, I'm going up to where they were taken.'
Scott's resigned expression was replaced with his trademark frown. 'John.............'
'Don't try to stop me Scott!' John replied, his tone not to be messed with, 'I've made up my mind. I'm going with or without your permission.'
Scott took one look at his brother's determined stance and flexed jaw and grabbed his coat from the coat rack.
John observed this with unconcealed suprise, 'What are you doing?'
Scott turned a withering look upon his younger brother as he zipped up his blue jacket, 'Well if you think I'd let you go on your own you're even more stupid than I thought!'
John grinned and slapped Scott on the back as he walked towards the front door. Oh Scott was a nag at times, overprotective and ultra-responsible, and he could do with lightening up a little, but he always came through for you, and John loved him even more for it. Scott wasn't really a dork after all.
'John............' Scott shouted as his brother reached for the doorhandle, 'put your coat on, it's cold outside.'
John realised he'd been too generous on the dork part.
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WILL GORDON AND ALAN ESCAPE?
WILL SCOTT AND JOHN FIND ANYTHING AT THE EEIRY ISOLATED ROADSIDE?
WILL FALLON AND MATCHSTICK CONTACT JEFF?
Find out in the next installment of 'NEXT STOP: DANGER'
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Cgruber- I will have my way, you can have Gordon monday, I'll have him tuesday,wednesday,thursday,friday,saturday and sunday. Sound fair? Good, glad we've sorted that out! (hehehehehehehehe)
Quickcheetah - Gordon's hair is at times red and at times a sandy blond, I have decided to have him as a blond for the moment, but his hair will turn darker as he gets older. I hope I've cleared that up for you a little.
Thanks for the reviews everyone, you know I hate to beg and all...........oh what the hell? I do not!
REVIEW ME REVIEW ME REVIEW ME REVIEW ME REVIEW ME REVIEW ME REVIEW ME PLEASE?
Reviews are the only way I can make the story better!
This story by the way is for my friend Joe, who died 2 weeks ago aged 17. 'You have a beautiful mind sweetheart, rest in peace!'
xxxx
Leaning slowly forward he put his face in his hands.
'John?' Virgil uttered, 'you ok?'
Silly question Virg! John thought, but then he realised he had been asked something.
'Sorry, what?' he asked, looking up then, at the policeman infront of him.
'I asked you whether you knew of anyone who had a grudge against either of your brothers, your father perhaps?' the policeman questioned.
John smiled sarcastically, 'oh for pete's sake' he muttered.
'John,' Virgil scolded, 'he's only doing his job'.
John looked at his brother, Virgil looked ready to snap.
'No Virg, if he was 'doing his job' he'd be out there looking for Gordon and Alan!' he snarled.
'John..........' Virgil sighed
The policeman stood awkwardly, 'I'll give you a moment,' he said to Virgil, then to John, 'I know this must be terrible for you, but we are doing absolutley everything we can.'
John nodded, as the policeman walked away.
Virgil turned wearily to his younger brother, annoyed, 'There's no need to be rude, you know!'
John felt the anger building inside him, he wasn't angry with Virgil he was angry at the situation, at the people who had taken his brothers and most of all at himself for sitting here doing nothing. He rose to his feet and looked down at his brother.
'Look Virg', he shouted seeing red and drawing attention to himself, 'I don't give a damn if I'm being rude! I can not just sit here doing nothing!'
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Virgil shook his head,his heart breaking at the mess everyone seemed to be in, 'John, there's nothing we can do!'
'Maybe there's nothing you can do Virg, but I'm afraid that I, just don't have your patience!' With that remark John stormed past his brother towards the lounge doors.
As he reached them however, a muscled policeman placed a restraining arm on his shoulder, 'Sir, I can't let you past' he growled, 'this is a police search area.'
John's eyes flashed in anger, 'remove your arm, NOW!' he yelled.
Virgil stood as did everyone else in the room, watching what would happen.
The policeman at the door exchanged a glance with a man in a suit who Virgil assumed to be the Commander, he gave a nod and the man let go of John's shoulder.
John stared at the policeman a little longer than neccessary and then blustered through the doors, angrily disappearing from sight.
Virgil stood to go after his brother, when he felt a calm hand on his shoulder.
'I'll go!' Scott said gently and Virgil nodded. He flopped back onto the couch as he watched his eldest brother disappear after John. This was all they needed, Jeff a wreck, Gordon and Alan missing and John going off on one. Virgil thanked god for Scott, he'd make sure everyone was alright.
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Scott hurried after the rapidly moving form of his middle-brother. He caught up with him in the hall as he stopped to pick up keys from the hall table.
Scott glanced worriedly at his brother, 'What are you planning on doing with those?' he asked quietly.
John whirled to face his eldest brother, 'I don't know' he said helplessly, '.....something.'
Scott smiled sadly, 'Johnny, I know it's frustrating, but what can we do?'
'We can drive up to where they were taken,' John said desperatley,his mind working even as he spoke, 'we might find something the police missed!'
Scott looked at John in horror, 'No John!' he said in a tone not to be messed with, 'if you think I'm just going to let you go to the spot where they disappeared, you're crazy!'
'Why not?' John muttered,thinking that his big brother could be a real dork sometimes.
'It's asking for trouble, I'm not going to lose another brother today! You're practically offering yourself to the kidnappers!' Scott's face reddened as he furiously tried to drill this notion home to his younger brother.
'I'd do it!' John said softly, staring past his elder brother.
'Do what?'
'I'd offer myself if it meant getting those two back.'
Scott sighed deeply and put an arm around his brother, 'I know you would' he murmered, 'we all would, but right now that's just not an option.'
John also knew without a doubt that Scott wouldn't let John give himself up,into the hands of madmen, he'd rather die first.
'I mean it though Scott!' John continued shrugging off his brothers arm, 'I can't sit here, I'm going up to where they were taken.'
Scott's resigned expression was replaced with his trademark frown. 'John.............'
'Don't try to stop me Scott!' John replied, his tone not to be messed with, 'I've made up my mind. I'm going with or without your permission.'
Scott took one look at his brother's determined stance and flexed jaw and grabbed his coat from the coat rack.
John observed this with unconcealed suprise, 'What are you doing?'
Scott turned a withering look upon his younger brother as he zipped up his blue jacket, 'Well if you think I'd let you go on your own you're even more stupid than I thought!'
John grinned and slapped Scott on the back as he walked towards the front door. Oh Scott was a nag at times, overprotective and ultra-responsible, and he could do with lightening up a little, but he always came through for you, and John loved him even more for it. Scott wasn't really a dork after all.
'John............' Scott shouted as his brother reached for the doorhandle, 'put your coat on, it's cold outside.'
John realised he'd been too generous on the dork part.
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WILL GORDON AND ALAN ESCAPE?
WILL SCOTT AND JOHN FIND ANYTHING AT THE EEIRY ISOLATED ROADSIDE?
WILL FALLON AND MATCHSTICK CONTACT JEFF?
Find out in the next installment of 'NEXT STOP: DANGER'
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Cgruber- I will have my way, you can have Gordon monday, I'll have him tuesday,wednesday,thursday,friday,saturday and sunday. Sound fair? Good, glad we've sorted that out! (hehehehehehehehe)
Quickcheetah - Gordon's hair is at times red and at times a sandy blond, I have decided to have him as a blond for the moment, but his hair will turn darker as he gets older. I hope I've cleared that up for you a little.
Thanks for the reviews everyone, you know I hate to beg and all...........oh what the hell? I do not!
REVIEW ME REVIEW ME REVIEW ME REVIEW ME REVIEW ME REVIEW ME REVIEW ME PLEASE?
Reviews are the only way I can make the story better!
This story by the way is for my friend Joe, who died 2 weeks ago aged 17. 'You have a beautiful mind sweetheart, rest in peace!'
xxxx