Ok, this is the second chapter and thanks for the reviews
Anyone who reviewed the first chapter, THANK YOU and I would like anyone to give me ideas, or stuff to write before chapters
This will not be a soppy story and I don't own the Thunderbirds in anyway other then this story plot
The hospital was crowded with victims. Normally Gordon would stay and give comfort to the families that have someone in the operating room with a life threatening injury but today, he didn't have time. Walking up to the counter, he rang the bell.
Fortunately a nurse heard the ring over the sobs and stutters. As the nurse looked up the information, Gordon tapped his fingers on the desk. He kept glancing over his shoulder. Anyone watching would have thought he was paranoid.
"Ah yes, Alan Tracy. I have his vitals and situation here, but before I can tell you, what relation are you? If any." She looked down at Gordon as if daring him to reply. But Gordon wasn't fazed. He had a mission.
"Alan Tracy is my youngest brother. I am Gordon Tracy and yes, before you ask, I am JEFF TRACY's son. Now unless you want to answer to him or my three older brothers for that matter, you had better tell me where he is."
The nurse's eyes opened with shock at the name Jeff Tracy.
"Room 234, he's been stable for half an hour, but the doctors are still worried. His had lost a lot of blood from the head injury, and it could have serious effects on his brain if he doesn't wake up soon. And might I just say I'm sorry, but he's just a kid. How did it happen?"
By this time Gordon and the nurse had reached Room 234. The windows had square grates on them but Gordon could see his little brother. His heart went out to him.
"He was at the mall, the building exploded. Faulty gas leak. He was still inside." The words would hardly form. He had tried to contain the pain, but he couldn't hold it in any longer. Gordon was angry that the nurse was still talking to him, but sad at the fact that she saw things like this all the time.
"I saw that on the t.v. I'm so sorry. But the Thunderbirds will fix everything. You can go in now but be careful. We don't want him coding."
Despite everything Gordon laughed at the irony in the statement the nurse just made.
"I doubt even the mighty Thunderbirds could fix this."
The nurse watched as Gordon pushed open the door and just stood there. As though he didn't want to go anywhere near his brother.
In fact, that was true. Gordon was scared that if he went near Alan, he would find him dead, or even kill him by pulling on a cord that would interrupt the blood flow.
Eventually, Gordon decided it was safe. He made his way across the room in two strides, not wanting any distance between him and Alan any more. Taking his hand in his, Gordon looked down at his youngest brother's face
'It could have serious effects on his brain if he doesn't wake up soon.'
These worlds swirled around his brain.
'Alan with brain damage, no, he can't. What would I do without him? How would Scott react to the fact that he couldn't protect him? How will Dad act? Who's going to be my escape-goat for pranks?'
"Come on, Al. Wake up. Come on, you know you want to. Don't do this to us." The pleading tone in his voice was lost. Alan wouldn't have heard it even if he was remotely conscious. Nor would he have felt Gordon patting his hand and face with his palm. "Wake up, please I know you can."
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Virgil ran to the lady that his Dad had just spoken about.
"Come with me ma'am, it's not safe for you or your daughter."
He picked up the little girl. She was around five years old, her eyes were blue and she had blonde hair. She was like a girl equivalent of Alan when he was that age.
Virgil's thoughts drifted back to Alan. He could imagine him lying in bed, laughing with Gordon about the next prank 'the terrible two' would pull on him.
When they reached the orange tape, a waterfall of liquid descended from the sky. He looked up. His father had launched Thunderbird 2 and emptied water over the structure to erase the fire. Next to the big green rocket that had captured Virgil's heart, was the one that had captured Scott's. Thunderbird 1. Virgil could only imagine what Scott was doing to himself. He had felt the pain in his oldest brother's voice when he told them about Alan. They had all agreed to get the mission done ASAP for Alan's sake.
"Hurry up Virgil. We need to go."
Scott's voice broke through the head-com. It took Virgil a few moments to realise that Thunderbird 1 had now landed. He was about to ask why he wasn't going in Thunderbird 2, when he grasped that it was a faster lander/launcher then his rocket. He ran up the hatch and was consumed in darkness.
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"He'll be fine. It's Alan, he has be. He's too much like Mum to give-up. Yes, he will be fine."
Ever since the report, he had been pacing back and forth. The concept of Alan in hospital didn't register in his brain. He remembered when they were younger. Alan would do what would seem to be the stupidest thing in the world, and then want sympathy when he got a cut. He got injured all the time, but not enough for hospital. The only time Alan went to hospital was after the Hood, to visit him.
John stopped pacing and sank into the chair. A blank screen stared back at him. He was still mesmerised about how Alan had run round a whole island, dived in the sea with fire threatening to burn him from behind and trekked through a jungle. Not to mention saving his families lives, saving complete strangers from a watery death and stopping the Hood. Yet a single explosion could all change that.
"CONFIRM DOCKING SEQUENCE."
John looked out the window and saw Thunderbird 3. The red, sleek rocket conjoined with Thunderbird 5. He made his way to the hatch, where he found Brains and Fermat clambering out. Tin-Tin was in there but she stayed where she was.
"We're here to relieve you from duty so you can go see Alan!" Tin-Tin shouted from her seat. "So get in before I leave with out you!"
John looked from Brains to Fermat who just gave a solemn nod. Even though they weren't blood relatives, the bond was there between the families, made by Alan befriending Fermat. Thinking of Alan, John gave a quick thanks and hopped in next to Tin-Tin. After a short process of pushing buttons and pulling levers, they were on their way back to Earth… and Alan.
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"Pull yourself together. Pull yourself together. Pull yourself together."
He repeated these words as a single tear threatened to erupt from his eye. Scott, who felt like he was a second father to the younger brothers, had a rule never to cry unless necessary. Even though this would count as necessary in Scott's mind, he still wanted to seem strong. Gordon, Virgil and John were counting on him. Maybe even Dad.
He pushed down on the controls which simultaneously made the blue and silver rocket rise. Scott was now level to Thunderbird 2. He gave a thumbs up to his Dad, watching as the pilot then proceeded to push a sequence of buttons on the panel. The water was released. The fire was out.
"COMMENCING LANDING SEQUENCE."
A rush of dust came off the floor as the speedy rescue vehicle landed. Scott then lowered the ramp.
"Hurry up Virgil. We need to go."
He practically growled into the receiver. When he was satisfied that Virgil was in, he closed the hatch and, against orders, shot straight into the air in the direction of Tracy Island. Scott didn't care about the voices in his headset, or the fact that Thunderbird 2 was following or even the cheering of the crowd that had formed. The only thing on his mind now was Alan.
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Gordon looked up as the door opened. His family stepped in. They were all sweaty and covered in soot. John was even there. Apparently, he was back at the house waiting when they returned from the mission. Gordon told them what the nurse had told him. Their reactions were pretty much the same as his. Settling into the chair again he laid his head on the bed, once again staring at Alan. The others grabbed a resting place and settled themselves in for a long stay. All hoping that it wasn't going to be long. All silently praying for Lucy, their mother and wife, to look after him and wake him up. Soon.
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The clock chimed midnight as the first signs of movement were set into motion. Groaning slightly, he tried to lift his hand to his head, but found he couldn't. Opening his eyes, he blinked a few time to clear his head. The searing, fiery feeling on his forehead blinded him temporarily. After the pain ceased, he looked around the room he was in. He noticed three things straight away.
The first was that he was in a totally white room.
The second was that a bleeping noise to the right of his bed.
The third was that he was in a room of complete strangers.
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ok, that was chapter one, the previous was epilogue. i should really name the chapters
i hope you liked it
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