Mudslide

Me: Heya all, a new chap from Mudslide is up, lol. Can't say what will happen in this chapter now, you got to read it then ;). Enjoy.

Disclaimer: Don't own them, they belong to Gerry Anderson.

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Chapter 2: Where Are you ?

Jeff sat at his desk, reading a file. To be fair, he wasn't reading it. He was too worried about his boys. He already heard from Scott that Virgil was taken with the mudslide. He still stared at the file, when Scott's portrait's eyes started to blink.

"Come in, Scott." Jeff said when he opened the link.

"Dad…We…" said Scott.

"No…No, Scott, don't tell me…" Jeff said with a worried face.

"I'm sorry dad…There's nothing we could do…" said Scott with a cry in his voice.

Jeff sighed and looked down at his files. How could he lost his son ? Why had this happened now? Jeff sighed again and then looked back at his eldest son. "Search the area once more." Said Jeff closed his eyes and then opened them again.

"Okay, dad." Said Scott and he closed the link.

Jeff sighed and held his hand on his head. He stared at his file, thinking about Virgil.

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At the danger zone, Alan and Gordon were back with Scott. They had been looking for Virgil all night. But without success.

Scott was now standing at Mobile Control, reporting to base that they still hadn't found Virgil. "Yes, father we still haven't found him, me and the fellas are going to check the east side of the forest. He maybe have run into there." Said Scott to his father.

Suddenly a police officer came to him. "Wait a second, dad." Scott said and turned to the police officer. "Yes ?"

"I'm sorry, sir, for your lost, but you must get out of here now." Said the officer.

"What !" said Scott, looking confused at the officer.

"It's a order from the mayor that you leave this city right now." Said The officer.

"But why ?"

"Your town already has a bad name, because of the mudslides. There are too many dead and our town live from the tourist. The mayor thinks that if you already haven't found your member, he would be dead by now, as like the other people are, who were caught by the mudslide. I'm sorry sir, but if you won't leave now, we'll have to arrest you."

Scott sighed and turned back to Mobile Control. "Dad, the mayor is ordering us to leave the city."

"What ! Why ?" said Jeff with a angry voice. He couldn't believe it that they wouldn't let them search for his son.

"The mayor says that we're giving the city more of a bad name, because we couldn't save everyone from the mudslide." Said Scott to his father, knowing that his father is angry about it. If Scott was in his father's place he would feel the same as his father did now.

"Okay, Scott…" said Jeff with a sad voice. "Come back to base."

Jeff sighed and looked down at his files. Why has to be this happening ? Why ? There where too many questions going around in his head. He even couldn't think what he would do, how he would tell to the others that Virgil is dead.

At that moment, Grandma and Tin-Tin came into the Lounge. They where on main land shopping and getting some food.

"Jeff ? Dear ? What's wrong ?" said the old little women, while going to her only son.

Jeff sighed and looked up to her. He didn't know how to tell it. He just didn't know.

"You know the boys do rescues and sometimes they get into these situations…" said Jeff.

"Jeff, just tell me what's wrong." Said Grandma, looking half confused, half worried, knowing that there's something wrong with her grandsons.

"Virgil got caught into a mudslide…" said Jeff. "The mayor of the city have ordered them to leave."

When Jeff has said that both grandma and Tin-Tin had their hands in front of them, silent tears were falling down.

"But, how can they send them away, when Virgil still can be alive." Said Tin-Tin when she had found her voice back.

"The mudslide has caused many deaths. The mayor says that Virgil is dead, if they didn't found him." Said Jeff not facing his mother and Tin-Tin.

By saying that, grandma's heart broke. Her grandson dead ? No, No ! This can't be ! He's too strong for that….It can't be ! Grandma had closed her eyes and was sinking to the ground, not being strong enough to stand on her legs. Tin-Tin grabbed her and supported her to go sitting on one of the couches that was standing in the lounge.

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At the danger zone, Scott called his youngest brother to him. When they were at the mobile control he told what the mayor had said and that he wanted them to leave.

"That's just insane !"yelled Alan angry.

"I know, Alan, but we must leave." Said Scott.

"They just can't send us away, not leaving us a chance to find Virgil !" said Gordon.

"They can Gordon, you don't want to be in jail and not helping people anymore ?" said Scott to his brother, knowing that it's hard for them to just to leave and not having Virgil back with them.

"It's not fair !" yelled Alan.

"I know it's not fair, Alan. But what can we do ?" said Scott. He looked behind him and saw the same officer standing a few ways off them, looking at them. "We better leave now."

The two youngest sighed and went away, setting what they had used back into the pod.

Scott sighed when his brother had left for Thunderbird two and started to pack Mobile Control. Then he went to his 'bird and looked from out of the window, to the where the mudslide had been. He sighed and then heard Gordon calling.

"Thunderbird two to Thunderbird one, leaving this stupid danger zone." Said Gordon with a pissed voice.

"FAB, Gordon." Said Scott. It was all that Scott could say now. His mind was too busy thinking about Virgil. That his brother…was dead…

Scott sighed again and took off to base.

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When Scott had landed at base he went immediately, to the bathroom and take a shower. He didn't want to face anyone. While standing under the shower, images of Virgil and him are flashing through his mind. When they were still living around in the grass, playing with each other….When they had their first rescue, saving the Fire Fly from a bomb…When Virgil was being shot down by the US navy….And then how he was taken by the mudslide. Tears where running down of his face. They where covered by the water that was coming down on his face. Scott's body choked when he was thinking of those memories… 'Why had it to be him and not me ? Why ?' thought Scott and sank down on the shower ground. Crying for his dead brother.

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Jeff was still sitting behind his desk. His youngest sons where sitting in the lounge talking loudly to him and each other.

"I just can't believe it that they did that !" said Alan angry. "How the hell can they say, you have to get off my land. Your brother is dead, just like the others ! There could be people out there still living ! Just like Virgil is !"

"Virgil is dead, Alan !" yelled Gordon angry to his brother. "He's dead ! If he was alive then…"

"Then what Gordon !"

"Then I wouldn't have found this…." Said Gordon and took something out of his pocket. It was a piece of Virgil's slash, there was a bit of the logo on the piece of the slash.

Jeff looked up and saw it too. His emotions where now running crazy. But he didn't want them to break in front of his sons.

"Gordon…." Said Alan still looking at the piece of the slash. "Why didn't you say something about it ?"

"I wanted too…but when Scott said that we had to leave…I was too angry to tell…" said Gordon with a sad, pissed voice and he stood up, walking to his room.

Alan sighed and followed his brother. He didn't mean to hurt him like that.

Jeff sighed and looked outside of the window. Then he stood up himself and went to bed.

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In the middle of the night, Jeff had woken up for some reason. He stood up and went into the hallway. There he saw some light from the lounge. 'Who's up at this hour ?' he wondered and went to the lounge.

When he entered the lounge he saw his eldest son sitting in front of the piano. "Scott ?" he said while going to the piano, sitting next to him. "You okay ?"

"Do I look okay, dad ?" said Scott still staring at the keys that his chestnut brother used to played on.

Jeff knew it was a stupid question to ask. No one on the island is okay now, knowing that Virgil is…dead.

"Why are you sitting out here ?" asked Jeff when he had sighed.

"I couldn't sleep." Said Scott. Scott looked to something, which Jeff's eyes had caught. Jeff looked next to his son and saw a bottle of whiskey.

"Scott…" sighed Jeff. "Drinking isn't the way how you will get your brother back."

"I know….But you did it too when mom died." Said Scott.

Jeff knew that he tried to soften the pain of his wife with alcohol. Which always came out being drunk and not being a good father to his sons.

"I…I know and I know it was wrong from me to do it. But that doesn't mean you have to do it too." Said Jeff.

Scott sighed and pushed the bottle of whiskey away. "I'm going to bed." Said Scott suddenly and stood up, walking to the hallway, leaving his father alone, by the piano.

Jeff sighed, while he watched his son leaving. He turned back to the piano keys in front of him and laid his hands on it. He closed his eyes and was getting a image now, of his third eldest son playing the piano. His son was playing the piano like no other person could do. It was a gift. It was Virgil's gift. And Virgil was a gift from Lucy. So that he will remember her. But now, he lost that gift and never can look at her again. It maybe was Virgil playing the piano, but Lucille was watching him through his sons eyes. Smiling at him.

But now, Virgil wasn't here, Lucille wasn't here, smiling at him. Jeff sighed again and looked out of the window. 'I'm sorry Lucille,' thought Jeff, 'I'm sorry that I've lost him….That I've lost your gift….To me…'

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Scott was walking through the hallway. He stopped at the room of his chest brother, staring at the door. Scott sighed and went into Virgil's room. When he was in Virgil's room, he looked around and saw something on his desk. He went over to it and saw a drawing, of Thunderbird 1. It was almost done and yet there was already something standing in the corner. 'Happy Birthday, Scott. From Virgil.' Stood in the corner. Scott sighed and laid the paper down. He turned away and looked at the bed where his brother had slept.

Scott went over to the bed and set himself down on it. Silently he started to cry. He needed a shoulder to cry on, someone who would hide him from the world. The person who would do that for him, isn't around here anymore…'Why him and not me ?' thought Scott while crying. 'Why him and not me ?'

Scott laid himself down on Virgil's bed and curled up like he used to do when he was younger. 'Where are you, Virgil ?' Scott asked himself and after a few hours of crying, Scott finely fell asleep.

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Me: wow that is a long chapter, well I hope you will enjoy this one.