Disclaimer: I don't own Thunderbirds, wish I did but, yeah…
that random company called Dynsoon is made up…hehe….I needed some kind of name…
You can get a PHD and Degree in America cant you? thinks well, I hope you can…I think it's a world wide qualification…
Remember Me?
Chapter 6: The Lost Diary of a Forgotten Soul
This darkness enlacing her had shifted slightly. The deep silent rhythm that was silence itself was throbbing uncommonly…her head, still blank; but her conscience. underneath the dark layers, was stirring. But the nothingness was still as binding as ever…
Jeff Tracy had managed to persuade his son to join them at dinner. It was a quiet affair; nobody said much more than "Can you pass the salad please?" or "Thanks Kyrano, great dinner!" And even these were mumbled clumsily or anxiously. Looks were exchanged between everyone apart from John. He stared down at his half-empty plate. He wasn't hungry, wasn't thirsty…but he felt a longing. He couldn't stop thinking about it. He wanted Holly to wake up…he desperately wanted to talk to her; to see her gorgeous eyes again, her loving smile brightening his day, to feel her gentle hand grasp his. He wanted things to be like they were before. But he knew he would probably never get that, so he just dreamed about it instead.
After he had finished he walked back to the sick bay. He didn't care that he was being watched by the rest of the island, and he ignored the curious whispers that followed him. He pushed open the clean, white door and looked again at the unconscious body of the girl he felt he knew, but didn't. He felt so confused over his feelings and that confusion led to his longing again. It was his never-ending cycle of unhappiness, and he knew the cure might never come.
Instead of resigning himself to wait by her bedside again he moved over to where the coat she had been found in hung. He searched the pockets and found the answer to one of his questions…Inside the inmost pocket was a small planner. John felt like he was prying and stole a look back to the bed. Holly didn't stir. His trembling fingers let the book fall open in his hands and he read the first page. The writing was Holly's familiar curly hand script. He smiled weakly as even more memories rushed back to him.
December 15th
I have decided what I would like to do. I am going to go to Canada for a gap year where I will work in the laboratories at Dynsoon. While I'm there I might be able to spend sometime for myself as well…reflecting and maybe it will help with the healing process I can't seem to start. And, after my work experience I want to get a PHD and work as a engineer for Tracy Enterprises. It's the nearest I'll ever get to seeing him again, I guess. Silly of me, I know. Anyway, all my teachers from…..
John had read enough. He hurriedly closed the book and slotted it back in the pocket. His face was white and his fingers clumsy. Once he had fumbled the zip closed he exited the room and went to lie down in his own bed.
She still thought about him, still remembered. She was having the same problems with forgetting and, by the sounds of it, didn't actually WANT to forget. It was unbearable for him to remember that he had been frightened of her waking up, that he might not want her to see him again. Why was that? He thought to himself. The invisible voice in his mind told him exactly what he had feared. "You were scared weren't you." He shook his head as he opened his door and walked towards his bed. He completely discarded all thoughts to make room for new ones. She didn't know she was here did she? She might never know she had found me again…because…what if she died in her coma. What if she never recovered? He fought back tears of longing, sadness and loss. So much time lost and for what?
The time was for nothing; her past had been an uneventful void. A void she had filled with the remains of her lost love and her will to find him again. And John Tracy was determined he wouldn't let that time have gone to waste.
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