DISCLAIMER: INTERNATIONAL RESCUE AND THE LOVELY TRACY FAMILY BELONG TO GERRY AND SYLVIA ANDERSON. (The story idea is from my own 'warped' mind)

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NOTES:

So, here it is the final chapter. A combination of very happy and very sad that this story is over. This was the first fic I began on this site and officially the longest story I have ever written - And I really don't know if I would have gotten to this point without the FAB support of this community. So, I would like to say a big special THANK YOU to each and everyone of you who as read this fic. Also, a big shout out to all who have liked, followed and reviewed - Your lovely kind words have helped me get this 'Mega Story' - which was originally not going to be this long - to a close.

So, yeah here it is - The finale - Really hope you enjoy!

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Chapter 54: Soul.

Everyone had continued to celebrate Virgil's homecoming, with the party only being wound down when Virgil had begun to grow tired from the day's activities and had experienced some pain. As he had not wanted to leave the gathering, Jeff and Scott had placed him comfortably on the sofa, while Brains gave him his medication. Shortly after, even though they had all been chatting quite loudly, Virgil had drifted off into a deep sleep.

As none of them had wanted to disturb him, they all made their way into different sections of the household. Not wanting to be far from Virgil's side, all four boys and their father had gone outside and were now enjoying the evenings warmth from the side of the pool. Except, of course, for Gordon who had decided to take the opportunity, and enjoy an evening dip. Meanwhile, after completing the process of cleaning up, and packing away any leftovers, Ruth, Parker, Kyrano and Tin-Tin had decided to head to their rooms, while Brains had gone straight into his lab, so he could continue his work on some new experiment.

Penelope however, had made herself comfortable next to Virgil, wanting to be with him should he wake. She was glad she had remained when he began to stir from a nightmare. "Hey, it's okay,"

"Pen?"

"Yes, it's me," she soothed, "no one's going to hurt you!"

Virgil opened his eyes and smiled up at Penelope who was now holding him in her arms. "Hi."

Penelope looked at him with concern. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, it was just a bad dream."

"Anything you want to talk about?"

Virgil sighed. "It was just the usual."

"Hood?" Penelope frowned.

"Yes," Virgil nodded sadly.

"He's never going to be able to hurt you or anyone else again, you do know that right?"

"Yes," Virgil confirmed, "according to the doctors and John, the nightmares are my minds way of processing what's happened."

"That does sound like something John would say!" she stated, with an amused smile. "So, other than the bad dreams, how are you feeling?"

"I'm good," Virgil answered honestly, "how could I not be when I've woken up next to you?"

"Charmer!" Penny smiled, kissing him tenderly.

Virgil returned the kiss and then looked around the room. "Where is everyone?"

Your father and brothers are outside," Penny informed him, "Brains is in his laboratory, and your grandmother, Tin-Tin, Kyrano and Parker have retired for the evening."

"And why aren't you in bed?"

"I wanted to be here when you woke up."

"Oh, you did?" Virgil grinned tickling her.

"Virg, stop!" Penny giggled. "Do you want me to get your dad, or one of your brothers?"

"No," Virgil said, stopping and pulling her closer to him, "I'm very happy it's just me and you!"

"Oh, you are?"

"Most definitely!" He replied, kissing her once more.

They both continued to hold each other until Virgil spoke once more. "So, how many of them were hassling you for details about what's going on between us?"

"Just Tin-Tin, and what about you?"

"All of my brothers!" Virgil chuckled.

"And what did you tell them?" Penelope asked.

"Nothing, I guess I thought it was best to discuss the matter between us first."

"I believe that would be a good idea!"

They looked at each other, both wanting to speak what was in their hearts, both slightly scared of the others reaction. Eventually, Virgil broke the silence. "I've always liked you, but I was always worried that if I did make a move, you wouldn't feel the same way, and our friendship would be essentially ruined. Then there was Anderbad."

"Mm… That was some night!" Penelope smirked.

"It certainly was!" Virgil grinned.

"And since then?"

"Well, I know we both agreed at the time that we would remain friends, but after what happened with the Hood, I realised that sometimes you don't know what you've got until it's nearly been ripped away from you… He nearly took everything, but thankfully he didn't... And it made me reflect upon things… Life is too short to not speak out about your true feelings!"

"And what are your true feelings?" She questioned coyly.

"I want you to be more than just my friend with the occasional added benefit," Virgil exhaled nervously, as he looked deeply into her eyes, "Penelope, I love you!"

"I love you too!"

"You do?"

Penny nodded. "Of course, I have for a long time… And I would love to be your 'official' girlfriend."

"Good," Virgil said, kissing her passionately.

They both remained wrapped in each other's arms until Penny noticed Virgil was staring longingly at his piano. "Do you want to play?"

"I wish I could, but I can't exactly use the pedals with two broken legs. Plus, I've only just started having light physio on my dislocated shoulder, so I'm not too sure how long I can use my right hand."

"I can play with you."

"You know how to play the piano?"

"Yes," Penelope answered, "from ages 5 to 16, my father insisted! Although, I desperately wanted to learn to play the drums."

"Drums?"

"Yes, what's wrong with the drums?"

"Absolutely nothing!" Virgil answered. "Did you never get to learn?"

"No, my father said they were unladylike!"

"Unladylike?" Virgil exclaimed. "There's been some awesome female drum players!"

"I know," Penelope said, "that was my comeback… But father had spoken, so I made do with the piano. Secretly I loved it, but I pretended to detest every minute of course… So, do you want to play?"

Virgil nodded enthusiastically. "Where's my wheelchair?"

"Just here," she answered, pulling herself off the sofa and pushing the chair over which had been tucked away in a corner of the room. "Do you want me to fetch one of your brothers or your father, so they can help you into this?"

"That's okay, if you inch it a little bit closer, then with your help I should be able to slide into it."

"Are you sure?" Penny questioned. "I really wouldn't want you to hurt yourself."

"I'll be fine," he assured her.

"Okay," she said, a hint of concern still in her voice, "but if I see any indication that you're in any pain, then I'll be getting Jeff."

Virgil nodded his confirmation while Penny edged the wheelchair a little bit closer. Then with her support he easily slipped into the chair on the first attempt. "Well, that was easier that I thought it would be," Penny observed, "however, if I find out you attempt to do that without any help, then you will not hear the end of it! Understood?"

"I wouldn't dream of it!" Virgil smiled at her innocently.

"Mm… Well, make sure you don't!" She warned, pushing him over to the piano. "So, what would you like to play?"

"I don't mind," Virgil replied, while she adjusted the piano chair so both herself and Virgil could reach the keys comfortably, "there's some sheet music just over there."

Penelope rifled through the variety of music books that were on the shelf that Virgil had pointed at, eventually she brought one over. "How about this to start with?"

"Ah, that's perfectly easy," he remarked, when she rested the page on Edward MacDowell's, 'To a Wild Rose,'

"Well, you may be a genius when it comes to playing the piano. However, it's been a fair few years since I attempted to play, and this was one of the very first pieces I learned."

"Then this is perfect," Virgil commented, gazing fondly at her.

"Okay then, are you ready?" She asked.

Virgil kissed he once more. "I am now!"

Penelope relished his lips on hers and then smiled at him sweetly, as they both began to press the keys, allowing the melody to sing out. "Virgil Tracy, you are far too good to be playing with me," Penelope observed, as she faltered a few times, while Virgil's fingers glided effortlessly across the keys.

"Nonsense," Virgil remarked, "you are doing wonderfully!" As the tune built to a crescendo, a cough interrupted them. "Oh, hi guys." Virgil said, glancing up at the five faces standing in the doorway.

Jeff gazed at him sternly. "I would normally reprimand you for getting into your chair without any help."

"But?" Virgil grinned.

"But," Jeff added, moving over with his four sons to stand by the piano, "it's too good hearing you play!"

"it feels great to be playing!" Virgil stated.

"How did you get in your chair?" Scott asked.

"Penelope helped me."

"Penny, you managed to lift him?" Gordon giggled.

"Hey," Virgil interrupted, "I'm not that heavy!"

"After all that cake and apple pie you shovelled down earlier," John chuckled, "I'm not too sure!"

"Hey!" Virgil protested, "Why am I suddenly getting picked on?"

"Because, you are home," Gordon informed him, "there's no more special treatment for you now!"

Virgil pouted for a few seconds and then grinned. "Good, I wouldn't want it any other way!"

"Great, because the jokes will be 'wheeled' out!"

Virgil shook his head at Gordon's bad pun, and then looked at Alan, who was uncharacteristically quiet. "Everything alright little bro?"

Alan nodded. "Just wondering if you could play something?"

"Yes, of course. Anything in particular? Virgil enquired.

"Can you please play…" Alan hesitated.

Virgil smiled at him knowingly. "Do you want me to play moms song?"

"Yes please," Alan answered enthusiastically, "if that's okay with you?"

"Of course," Virgil replied.

"Where's the sheet music?" Penny asked.

"There isn't any. Mom was always going to write it down but unfortunately, she never did. Thankfully, she taught it to me and now it's all up here," he informed her, pointing to his head, "I really should write it down though."

"So, do you need any help?" She questioned.

"I should be alright using my right hand for this piece, I'll use it to count towards my physio time," he laughed.

"And what about the pedals?" She enquired.

"Yes please," Virgil confirmed, "they won't be needed to much, so I'll let you know when,"

"Okay," Penny smiled getting herself comfortable.

Virgil prepared himself, then paused as he looked at his family. "Are the rest of you okay if I play this?"

"Yes," Scott, Gordon and John replied."

"Dad?" Virgil enquired.

"I would love to hear it son!"

Virgil nodded, closed his eyes, and began to play.

They all exhaled slowly, as they watched Virgil's fingers slowly caress the keys. Each one of them becoming transfixed by the melodious tune as they all thought back to just a few weeks prior when they had sat and wept together, each believing they would never hear this captivating, incandescent sound again. Now though as the notes continued to radiate from him, each one of them was brought back into the present. Here was Virgil, he wasn't gone, he was here with them, and his musical soul was once more filling their home.

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* EPILOGUE (CHAPTER 55) NOW ADDED