Alan suddenly sat upright. He slowly looked around to see he was in his own room, in his own bed. His body wracked with fear from what he had just encountered. Sweat caked his skin; he lifted his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He slowly stood and went to the bathroom splashing cold water on his face. He turned on his heel and left the bathroom, he walked down the hallway going to Scott's room first. He opened the door slowly; there in his double bed laid Scott sound asleep. Alan then went to Virgil's room, then Gordon's and then John's. They all slept soundly in their beds; finally Alan went to his father's room. There in his bed lay Jeff Tracy; he turned over as the light shining on him awaked him
'Are you alright Alan?' his father asked, Alan jumped slightly as he heard his fathers voice
'Yeah dad, I'm fine. Just I had nightmare is all.' Jeff nodded
'Go back to sleep Alan' Alan turned and left his father's room and went back to his own. He climbed into his bed,
'Only a nightmare,' he closed his eyes. Images of his nightmare passed over his mind's eyes then disappeared.
Alan, Scott, Virgil, John and Gordon all stood in row. Scott flung his arms around Alan and Gordon and pulled them close to him.
'Smile boys' Jeff Tracy quickly ran behind John and Virgil and threw his arms around them. The camera clicked, and then flashed taking a photo of the six of them.
Alan rolled over and looked to the picture beside his bed, it was he and his family the spring before. The brothers had put together some money together to buy their father a camera for his birthday and that was the first picture he had taken. They were his family, and they were never going to leave him no matter what.
A/N: This fan fiction was written in memory of my friend Catherine Armitage who died 28/11/04 at 10.38am. I will always love you Kate, you will always be with me.