AN: I'm baaaaack :P

- How's ya'll doin':P (-insert sucky hillbilly accent here- ')

- Here's another chapter, one more chapter left I guess, not sure, maybe one more then that.

- The rest can be skipped if you just want to read the story, but I wouldn't mind if you read it and gave me some feedback ;)

- For the people that didn't know, the Ford Thunderbird actually exists (not the 2018 version sadly ;)), check it out on ;) Type Ford Thunderbird 2006 and check it out ;)

- I might start a story that has Scott dealing with being International Rescue's resident field commander and vampire, and the rest of the Tracy family getting used to their supposed to be dead brother and son. Depends on what you guys think of this one ;)

- I've been trying to draw Scott a few times, but I keep messing up his hair :S The tv-show Scott that is ;) While writing this, I'm trying my hand at a normal Scott and a vampire Scott ;) I have one pic of normal Scott on my photobucket but that's more like a cross between Virg and Scotty, very frustrating really. :S Even the slightest mention of drawing him makes me screw up :s

- I'm writing another story, it has Scotty and a school friend get stuck at the scene of an earthquake rescue. The rest of the boys went home and Scott and the girl are stuck. Should I post it? (I'll warn you ahead, they get all fluffy on each other :P)

- I was watching the commentary of Jonathan Frakes on the DVD, and god is that guy boring to listen to :s (as if my rambling isn't boring :P) Nag nag nag :s Sat trough it though ;)

- And now a little rant, going for Chibi Max in particular ;)

If you're reading this (hope you are:P) Sorry for the very late reply :$ But thanks for the mail, and thanks for letting me use those pictures, I couldn't remember if they were from your site. I just nose around on the Internet, searching for the fandom I'm into at the time, and usually I end up with a lot of pictures ;) But you don't mind:) I don't know if it'll help, but you can use mine too if you want :) Though I get the idea it won't really do any good. It's a lot of Scott, and I'm getting the strong impression you're a Virgil fan ;) (I've seen you on several Thunderbirds forums before (though I can't really remember which ones (am I forgetful or what? Unbelievable.. :o))

I like how Virgil sounds in the series, call me nuts but I do :) How he says F-A-B, marvelous :D Not only Virgil actually, Gords has a weird accent, and Johnny too, he's got this accent that's pretty funny. He says 'Idears' instead of 'Ideas' and listen to him saying 'The signal is very faint' in the Uninvited, so funny :D Well, enough with the ranting, if you read this through the end, here's a cookie ;)

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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 any more..."

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The following evening, the sun shone low over a thick forest that surrounded a private airport. The lone 2018 dark green Ford Thunderbird making it's way towards it seemed out of place. And yet, it almost blended in with all the walls of green surrounding it.

The rain pattered down on the windshield and roof of the expensive looking car. The driver and passenger were both deep in thought. One of them still couldn't believe the other was back, while the other was having seconds thoughts about it.

The driver of the Thunderbird was the heir of Tracy Enterprises, Scott Tracy, not long ago pronounced MIA during a rescue.

He was chewing his lip as he parked and then cut the engine. He couldn't help but think, miserably, about what happened yesterday, and what was going to happen. He was seriously considering backing out still.

He couldn't forget how his younger brother had responded to him coming back.. He wasn't a coward by nature, but he wondered if it was worth it to put his other brothers and father trough the same pain he had put his younger brother trough..

The passenger was the younger brother, Virgil Tracy, second eldest of the Tracy Patriarch. Two days ago, he had still believed his older brother was dead. Killed after a rescue. He had felt so horrible about it then. If he, Alan and Gordon hadn't left to go home, they could've prevented Scott from getting killed.. The three of them had felt ever so guilty after they heard the news... Even though they knew it wasn't their fault, because they hadn't had a choice in the matter, they still felt that if they had stayed, they could've prevented Scott from dying...

If they had stopped the events, they wouldn't be in this mess right now either. The blow that his older brother had still been alive had been so great, it had made Virgil faint with shock. He had just overloaded at the moment. That didn't spell much good for the others who were about to find out the Tracy heir wasn't as dead as they thought..

Well, he was dead... But not under the daisies dead.. Or something like that..

"Are you sure about this, Virg?" Scott asked hesitantly, snapping the other Tracy out of his thoughts. The eldest carefully slipped the aviator glasses back up his nose as they threatened to slip, and glanced at Virgil. The other man was in the process of opening the door, but halted. He looked back, and found Scott's face.

Scott actually looked unsure. Mr. In-Control, Captain-perfect, was unsure! Virgil quickly looked upwards, and then at Scott. How much more out of whack could things get?

"Yes, I'm sure." Virgil finally answered. " You're not, are you?"

Scott stepped out of the car and opened the trunk of the dark green Thunderbird. Virgil watched him and knew the Tracy heir was stalling. He always did that if he had admitted something but was reluctant to talk about it. It wasn't going to help him get out of though. If anything, it made it worse. If Scott was stalling for time, it was usually a serious matter on the other man's mind.

Virgil stepped out as well, and waited for Scott to finish taking the bags from the trunk.

Virgil watched his brother, and noticed he looked almost golden in the fading sunlight. His skin was so white, it absorbed almost every color it got around. It was scary sometimes. But hell, what wasn't scary with Scott at the moment?

The first night, Virgil had seen it all, the white skin, black hair, and sharp teeth when he had smiled. But what scared him the most had happened in the morning. They had a slight row, when Scott was trying to sleep, while Virgil was cleaning up (a miracle in itself ;)). It was when Scott started snarling at his brother, that his eyes had flashed red like the Hood's had two years ago.

It's appearance with Scott hardly lasted a second, but it had scared the hell out of Virgil just the same. Scott had apologized a lot afterwards, which was out of the ordinary too. Scott wasn't one to admit his mistakes right away, let alone apologize for something he had no control over.

Scott's glasses slipped down his nose again, and growling, he pushed them back up, making Virgil chuckle lightly.. Scott was wearing his sunglasses, which were apparently to big for him. He needed them though. He had been living in the dark for so long, even the fading sunlight hurt his eyes.

On top of that, they couldn't travel in daytime, since Scott was a Vampire, and if they went out in the middle of the night, no one would be up. Being a vampire wasn't all that fun sometimes..

Scott finished and looked up at his brother as he made no moves what so ever to help him out. He noticed the expecting look on the younger man's face. His resolve to keep his mouth shut after saying too much vanished.

He looked at the fading sun as he said:" I... I was sure.. What if.. " He sighed and looked at Virgil straight on:" I don't want to hurt them.. I already scared the hell out of you... What will dad say when he sees me? If he knew what I was?"

"He wouldn't care.." Virgil said, as he placed his hand on the older man's shoulder as a gesture of comfort. "You're still his son.. His firstborn even. He loves us all, Scott, he's not gonna disown you because you happen to be a mythical creature now.."

Virgil resisted laughing for a second, but then did anyway, taking Scott in a fit of giggles with him. "Listen to me! Mythical creature!" They laughed as they took their bags and started walking towards the hanger housing Tracy one.

Scott followed his brother -still smiling-, and wondered. He didn't want to hurt his brothers and father, but didn't they deserve to know he was still alive? The hurt would be for just a few minutes. He had scared Virgil yesterday, but he was happier now that he knew that Scott was still alive.

Scott was glad he had made contact with Virgil again, he hadn't realized how much he had missed him. He wanted to get back to his brothers and father. Even back to Brains, Tin-Tin and Kyrano. He wanted to be pranked by Gordon and Alan again. He even missed that.. He missed his spaced out brother John, and his hardheaded father who was not that much different in character then himself..

Scott Tracy was a modest man, but he knew that he was usually the one that had kept the family in one piece when it threatened to fall apart like it was now. He didn't want to leave his family in pain, and ripped apart at the seems. He wanted to go back, to be part of International Rescue again, and protect and help his brothers. It was what he did best. What he was born to do.

"Hey, Scott!" Virgil called over his shoulder. "You're gonna have to fly, you know! I can't see shit in the dark!" This made Scott laugh, setting off Virgil as well.

"I'm glad you're back, man.. I missed you.." The youngest whispered to the dark. An owl hooted as if to respond, and the man the words were aimed at, smiled. His hearing was so acute these days, he heard a pin drop from miles away.

"I missed you too, Virgil.." Scott said, loud enough for Virgil to hear and wonder how he could've heard... "I missed you too.."

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How was that? ;)

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