AN: Well, I'm back :P There was a request for a fast update? ;) Prepare for a rambling fangirl ;) You can skip it if you want to read the story, but I just wanted to get this off my chest.

So, I got my Thunderbirds the movie DVD today, and I must say, I feel a bit cheated by it (as a Scott/Philip fan) You can get info on the 'Birds in the menu, and everyone says their bit, except Scotty/Philly :S

Didn't know Virgil/Dominic had such a deep voice though.. :o And I was told Colenso is British :P Just correct me if I'm wrong ;)

Worst of all though (and I knew this already before I got the DVD, but it still kinda pissed me off)

"Pilot of Thunderbird 3, Gordon and Jeff Tracy, and pilot of Thunderbird 4, Alan Tracy." THAT'S SO NOT TRUE! Poor Gordie, having to give up his yellow little sub to his whiny little brother :( Gords is an aquanaut, not an astronaut :s

Damn you Jonathan Frakes! Get back to your Star Trekkin':p I'll bet Picard would like his number one back, so stop screwing around with our Thunderbirds! No wonder the movie wasn't that much of an success. It was too much about those kiddies (don't get me wrong, I like Tin-Tin and Alan, but where did Fermat and Onaha come from??) It was just too much about those kids. We hardly saw Scotty, Virg and Gords. :S And poor Johnny.. At least he got some whumping. :p

Did you know the actors were signed up for two more movies? But because the first movie wasn't that much of a success, they'll probably never be made... Too bad, I wanted to see more of those Tracys. :p In swimsuits please ;)

Okay, rant over :p Get ready for a sentimental chappie. :P No, not slash :o Just brother to brother cuteness ;)

--Fixed-- (fixed this chapter more then they did with Pamela Anderson ;P)

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The second eldest Tracy brother heard the door close behind him, but he didn't feel like turning around to see who it was. He was too tired, to frightened, and too drunk to care. The shadow knew his name, and if he had been after his wallet or something, he'd have grabbed it earlier anyway.

"Turn around Virgil.." The voice urged again, the tone slightly pleading now..

That's odd...Virgil thought.. As he fully turned, he felt his heart stop.

He felt numb first, and then dizzy. It had nothing to do with the whisky this time.. He was so shocked it was making him hyperventilate. He heard himself wheeze, and saw the shadow looking at him worriedly. His heart started up again and was speeding up to going miles a minute. He held up a hand to his chest in the ill hope his heart would stop trying to bust his ribs.

The brunet had never really fainted in his life, -only passed out from time to time because of rescue injuries- but as he saw the person before him, he managed to squeeze out one last word, before the graying edges at the corners of his eyes took hold of him. The last thing he saw was the flush red floor rushing up to meet him.

"Virgil!"

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"Virg... Come on man.."

The world returned to the second eldest brother in a haze of colors and shapes. There was a black and brown shape seemingly hovering over him, and the cracking of leather, but he couldn't make sense of it. The heavy veil over his thoughts was slow to lift..

Virgil moaned and closed his eyes again, the spinning world making him dizzy. Slowly his thoughts collected themselves, and he wondered why he was lying in his bed. He felt the pillow underneath his head and the warm blanket over him.

Had it all been a dream? Had he just hit his head on a mission and had he dreamt everything while his brothers brought him back home? Had he just dreamt his older brother's disappearance?

"Virgil, please. Open your eyes, kid.." The voice said again, and Virgil was reluctant to follow the command. If he did, would his brothers be standing over his bed, waiting for him to snap out of it?

"Virg, come on.. You're scaring me, kid.." He felt a hand slide over his collarbone over to his shoulder, and he winced when the appendage contacted his bare skin. The hand was cold. Deathly cold...

In response to his wince, he felt the blanket being pulled up, and the hand return, this time not making contact with bare skin.

"Sorry Virg.." Someone whispered.

Opening his eyes, Virgil was met by a worried looking brother. But it was the brother that made him faint in the first place..

"How...?" Virgil muttered. He looked around his hotel room, still numb with the shock. He felt the cold, - even through the blanket he could feel it-, but comforting hand on his shoulder, and that pretty much proved he wasn't dreaming.

"I'm here, Virg. It's okay.." The brother sitting on the edge of the bed said.

Scratching the back of his head, he added:" I'm sorry for scaring you like that.. I guess I was being a little spooky.. That's what you get when you start working at night. You tend to get a little creepy.."

"How...?" It was like the record was stuck.

Virgil couldn't get past one little point. The brother before him was...

Virgil couldn't finish the thought, but as he gazed at the older brother, he was surprised. Save for a few changes, he looked exactly like he did before he left. There were only a few subtle changes in the other man. His skin wasn't it's usually tanned color from all the ruffing on the Tracy Island, but pale instead. And for some reason, his hair was nearly pitch black, making his bright blue eyes stand out even more then usual.

"You..." He whispered, his eyes burning. He couldn't even get out one word before freezing up. He swallowed hard, and willed back the tears.

"You're supposed to be dead..."Virgil finally said, as he gazed at his supposedly deceased brother.. "You're dead.. They told me there was no chance you were still alive..." His eyes glittered with unshed tears.. He kept telling himself that Tracys didn't cry, drumming it through his head like a mantra, just like father had taught them. It didn't help.

"I'm dreaming aren't I, Scott?" Virgil muttered, a tear slipping down his rapidly paling cheek.

Scott slipped his hand up higher, through his brother's chestnut brown hair and smiled as Virgil closed his eyes at the sensation. Scott knew exactly what would soothe him.

"You're not dreaming, Virg." Scott whispered, as he smoothed flat the hair behind Virgil's ear. "I'm really here. I'm not dead.. It's hard to explain, and you'll probably call me nuts anyway, but..." He stopped talking, and looked at the floor, searching for the right words...

"I am dead, but yet I'm not.." Scott smiled, and Virgil felt a particular hard thump in his chest.

"That's not possible, Scott." Virgil stated. Surely, he was dreaming, even though his older brother denied that.

"It is, Virg. Believe me.. Have I ever lied to you?" Scott said. He sat back as Virgil sat up. The brown haired brother nearly slumped over again as a wave of dizziness assaulted him. He ended up leaning his chin on his brother's shoulder. Sagging hard against Scott. The older man stroked his back and Virgil reached up to hug his brother back.

"No, you haven't... I just can't believe it... Do you have any idea, how torn up the family has become since you died? John and I tried to keep things together, but it seems, with every day that passes, the family gets ripped apart at the seems even further... Alan's become a total brat, Gordon's pulling two pranks a day even though he hardly sees the humor in them, John is even quieter then usual, and dad has buried himself up to his neck in work."

Scott sighed, and Virgil pushed himself a bit away from Scott by putting his hands on his older brother's chest, wanting to reassure the black-haired man he wasn't at fault.

He never got to say what he wanted to say... There was no assuring heartbeat beneath his hands. Just cold clothes, muscles and skin..

Virgil's eyes widened, and he stared at Scott. Two crystal blue eyes stared back at him, and god, they held so much depth.. It was like the only life the elder Tracy had left, had gathered in those eyes..

Virgil felt the tears well up with a vengeance, and a sob caught in his throat when his brother smiled apologetically, and revealed four canine teeth in the corners of his mouth.

The deceased brother, -no longer a normal human being, but a Vampire-, pulled Virgil close, and if his heart had still been able to beat within his still chest, it probably would've jumped to his throat.

His brother was sobbing his heart out on his shoulder, and all he could do was rub his back with one hand, and smooth through Virgil's hair with the other, trying to soothe him.. It was like the month after their mother's death all over again.

Scott kept on holding Virgil as he cried. The four-months young Vampire was reminded of the so many times in the past when he had been helping his brothers overcome something, like Virgil now.

He had started comforting and looking out for his brothers, after their mother had died. Their father was too torn between his job and his grief, forcing Scott to grow up faster then any other child. He was only thirteen when he took care of most things around the family. Sure John and Virgil took some tasks on their shoulders too, but there was only so much you could ask an eleven-year old and a nine-year old.

Scott was used to finding his younger brothers confused and scared after a bad nightmare -real or in their sleep-. He was used to holding them as they cried and tried to release the fears that had scared them so bad.

Even as they got older, they still had the nightmares and scared feelings.

He remembered the rude awakenings in the middle of the night because a brother was yelling in his sleep. This was especially the case with John. When the middle brother was earthbound and Alan was doing his term of duty, John had at least two nightmare in the weeks he was home. The attack on Thunderbird 5 by the Hood still haunted the blond brother in his sleep after a rough rescue.

All in a day's work at International Rescue.

The Vampire clearly recalled his own ordeals with it. The last one being a little girl that died in a mudslide. That had him wrapped up in knots even weeks after he had smashed two glasses on the balcony on Tracy Island in Virgil and Jeff's presence. When the latter told John, Gordon and Alan later what had happened, -a short version of it to keep Scott's reputation as big brother and safety net intact-, the three had gone easy on Scott ever since. The then still human Vampire had taken John's term of duty in Thunderbird 5 to get his head straight, and the boys had called him every night to see how he was doing.

Scott heard his brother quiet down, and rubbed his back. It had been a long time since he had hugged him. His warm brother. That was one thing he hated about being a Vampire, he was as cold as ice water. Earlier when he touched his brother on his bare shoulder, he had flinched and pulled away. Scott had felt a stab of sadness twist his gut at the moment.

With a heavy heart, Scott balanced Virgil back a little, and noticed his breathing was soft and his mahogany colored eyes were hidden. Supporting Virgil's head and upper body, Scott lowered him down on the bed, and knew even without seeing he had fallen asleep. It was part instinct that told him, and his hearing that picked up the slow breathing.

"Sleep tight, kid.." Scott whispered. He got up, gave the younger Tracy a kiss on his forehead, and retreated to the couch. He wouldn't be able to sleep, but he couldn't possibly leave his brother now..

"I'm here Virg.." He whispered to the dark, lying down on the black couch... "I'll always be here.." Looking trough the window from his place on the couch, he stared at the full moon. "For you, and for the others.. I'm not going anywhere anymore..."

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How was that? Did that surprise ya on some parts? ;P

R&R and let me know what you think ;)

Probably one more chappie coming up, this one dealt with Virgil, but how about the rest of the family? How are they going to react to Scott coming back even though he's supposed to be dead? How will they react when they learn he's a Vampire:o

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