Yes, I finally found the Thunderbirds on video! It took me forever to find it, it wasn't for sale anywhere. My waiting paid off though, now I can watch Virgil all the time. (sighs) YEAH!

Chapter two

Back to an eleven year old

Virgil rubbed his eyes and looked at the date again, no, not a mistake; it was 2001. Virgil looked around for a mirror. He spotted one on the other side of his bed. He walked over to it and slowly brought himself to look into it. Once again his mouth dropped open.

The person looking back at him was not the Virgil Tracy he had been that morning, he was no long the nineteen year old that had gone out on the rescue, looking back at him was a boy no older eleven years old.

Virgil narrowed his eyebrows in confusion; okay, if he was eleven, that meant that Scott was fourteen, and if Scott was fourteen, John was twelve, and if he himself was eleven, that meant Gordon was nine-wait, if Gordon was nine that meant Alan was-

Virgil slowly turned around to keep his head from spinning, and looked for a picture, he found it in the place it always hung, in the corner above his bed; sure enough that confirm what he was thinking, the picture was of the whole family as Virgil remembered it. Scott standing at one end with his arm around Virgil's shoulders, Virgil stood in between Scott and John, and Gordon was on the other side of John, Jeff stood behind Scott and Virgil with a hand on Scott's shoulder, and Lucy stood behind Gordon, she held six year old Alan in her arms.

"Okay-this is weird, how in the world did I go back in time?" Virgil thought to himself his hand going to his head as a wave of dizziness swept over him, but just as quick as it happened it was gone.

Virgil thought for a moment, he had gotten scarlet fever when was eleven, it had almost killed him, that must be what he had just woken up from. But how in the world did he go back to being an eleven year old.

"Maybe I fell into a time machine," Virgil said with a laugh as another wave of dizziness made him tilt on his feet.

Virgil caught himself on his hands and knees, and pulled himself back to his bed, he tried to fight the sleep but it was slowly over taking him.

"Well, I'll just take a small nap, I'll work this out later," Virgil said to himself as sleep over took him.

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"Virgil, Virgil come on now wake up," Virgil heard Scott calling him as the fog cleared from his head.

Virgil opened his eyes and there in front of his face was once again the fourteen year old Scott.

"Hey there sleeping beauty," Scott said with a smile.

"Um, right, how long was I asleep?" Virgil asked as he looked around the room, everything was the same.

"Oh about two hours, you feel up to coming downstairs for dinner?" Scott asked sitting up so he wasn't directly in Virgil's face.

"Yeah, I mean I guess so," Virgil said as he swung his legs over the side of the bed.

"Come on, you can lean on me if you need to, I'm sure you're still feeling pretty weak," Scott said as he helped Virgil to his feet.

"Yeah, I guess I am," Virgil said as his head spun, he wavered a little and Scott reached out to steady him.

"Whoa there, easy, come on, let's get you downstairs so you can sit down," Scott said as he easily half pulled half carried his brother down the stairs.

When they reached the kitchen Virgil had to bit his tongue so his jaw wouldn't drop. It was exactly like it had been, with his mother's favorite drapes in the window, a pan on the stove and something in the oven. The smell of his mother's cooking brought great memories, he still couldn't believe he was back in this house, with his mother there as alive as can be, smiling at him again.

Then his father broke the silence with a worry in his voice, "Virgil Grissom Tracy, sit down before you fall down."

"Yes sir," Virgil said as he winced, he hated his middle name so much, he wasn't very fond of his first name either, but at least it was better then Rupert, that's what their grandparents wanted him to be named; after a great uncle, but Lucy and Jeff wouldn't have it, they had already agreed before he was born that his name was going to be Virgil.

Virgil was born ready to be a Tracy, in fact when he was five, Scott and John were playing Go Fish with him when all he kept asking them for were Aces, sometimes they had it and sometimes he went fishing. They really didn't think that Virgil quiet had the idea when he laid out all of his cards; he had a hand full of aces. John laughed and Scott from then on called him Ace.

Really the only ones in the family who liked their middle names were John and Gordon, and who wouldn't, Glenn and Cooper are fine middle names, unlike Grissom. But of course he didn't push it, not wanting to be sent back to bed to take another nap; Virgil let Scott gently help him down into the chair.

"Virgil, I have some nice chicken soup here for you," Lucy said as she placed the bowl in front of her son.

"Thanks mom," Virgil said as she kissed him on the cheek.

Virgil thought for a moment, if he was eleven, and it was December of 2001 that meant he nearly had a full year before his mother was killed.

"If I can convince them not to go on the ski trip, maybe when I go back to my time, mom will still be alive," Virgil thought with a smile, it would be so nice to have his mother back again.

Then another thought hit Virgil and he gritted his teeth, loud enough for his family to hear. His brothers just stared at him and his mother asked, "Virgil, are you alright?"

"Yeah fine," Virgil said as he busied himself with his soup.

The family shrugged and went back to their meal, but deep down Virgil was wondering, if he was able to saved his mother, would he save International Rescue live on?

T.B.C.