-«»- I wasn't really planning on continueing with this story because I felt I pretty much finished it, but let's see what I can get out :P A few people made me continue this :O -«»-

-«»- I should be studying right now, but it's funny, you get inspiration when you're doing other things that need tending too :S -«»-

-«»- I'm also a little Hobbit Crazy at the moment :P I realized I do like LOTR, - three months ago I hated it :S- but then I caught glimpses of it and Pippin and I loved it :D -«»-

Okay, this chapter is not meant as slash and it gets a little dark! Maybe a little OOC, but the story is already AU so what the hell huh:P

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Juud18

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Scott sighed and rubbed his neck. "I'm gonna do some maintenance work on Thunderbird 1 and then find Alan.." He said, and stood up. He started to walk past Virgil, but was grabbed by his wrist by the man. It effectively halted him, and made him turn to face the brown-haired man.

"Scott, I..." Virgil started to say, but didn't know how to continue. "We... I know you won't be going anywhere anymore, but... when I thought you'd died, I just kept telling myself that I should've told you that," He paused, unsure of his next words.. Then:" I love you." Virgil finished lamely. They were Tracy's, they weren't used to putting their hearts on their sleeves... At least, to Virgil and Scott, it was so far into their systems they had trouble with saying such things.

"I know, Virgil... "Scott muttered. "When I was dying by her hand, that was one of the things I wished I had said to you guys.." He leaned down and wrapped his arms around his brother. "Love you too.." He muttered in his brother's ear as he held him for just a few precious seconds. Then with a smile on his pale face, he let go and left the kitchen.

Virgil watched him go, and smiled as well. For now, all was well in the Tracy household. That was all that mattered to him right there and then...

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A few weeks after the life changing events, everything had really settled down. At least, for the family members who had no idea what the eldest Tracy was dealing with. The Tracy heir luckily had managed not to get killed by stepping out in the sunlight, and avoid getting found out. But there was only one problem he'd been dealing with a lot lately, that might change that little fact in the future.. A problem he rather didn't have, because it didn't only endanger him, but everyone around him as well.

Scott Carpenter Tracy swayed a little as he stood behind Mobile Control today. He was, and praised himself, lucky that none of his brothers were there to see it. He felt so weak and hungry, yet he had eaten breakfast until he was full.

Still, the other hunger hadn't gone away, and Scott had a thought about why that was. It didn't please him. It terrified him.

He called it blood thirst..And it had gotten stronger and stronger over the last few weeks. He was having difficulty restraining himself whenever he felt a craving for the precious life giving liquid. It almost felt like a normal hunger, but it had a more painful and energy draining edge to it. His teeth hurt deep into the roots, as if he had a bad toothache, and he knew that the lack of blood sucking was making him weak. He just couldn't bring himself to do it though, to drink from someone.

The hunger flared up even higher when he felt his blood pressure go up. And that was usually when someone managed to get on his bad side again, and lately, that wasn't so difficult any more. Just last week he had lost his temper so badly, he scared ten years off Alan for sure.

"Mobile Control from the Mole, come in Scott." Virgil's voice sounded over the radio. Scott jumped slightly when he heard it, that deep he'd been in thought.

"Go ahead, Virgil." He said, trying to keep the waver out of his voice. He even felt too weak to speak. He clutched the edges of Mobile Control and knew he was standing in such a way, people around him could've easily mistaken him for an old man.

Whatever Virgil had to say, was replaced by a concerned:" Are you okay?"

"I.." The Tracy heir cleared his throat to rid it of any shakiness, and continued:" I'm fine, Virgil. Report." The authority in his voice was enough for Virgil to know now was not the time and place to talk about how Scott felt. The vampire didn't feel like it either. It was his problem, he'd deal with it. Scott would deal with it before Virgil had to come in on it.

"I think we have everyone, Gordon is checking it out now." Pause. "I wanna talk to you later."

"Later." Scott muttered. Frustration crept up into his veins, but knew this was yet again to blame on the blood thirst. He cut off the connection to the Mole before he lost his temper for what seemed the thousandth time in weeks, and sank down on the tiny stool behind Mobile Control.

Desperation overwhelmed him. He was gonna have to feed sometime, if he wanted to survive..

Just like that, he wished with all his heart the vampire had just let him die that night...

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Later in the evening, Virgil kept to his word, and went out to find Scott. He found the distraught man on the balcony, staring at the moon while nursing a glass of whisky.

"Scott.." Virgil said softly, trying not to startle his brother. He hadn't managed to catch his brother off guard once in these weeks, but still he was careful.

"Guess you're here for the talk then..." Scott muttered. He sounded sober, but Virgil knew his brother had been standing there drinking for a while. Gordon had so helpfully supplied him of that fact, since the red haired Tracy had been swimming in the pool before Scott even went to stand on the balcony.

"Yes I am. You didn't sound right when I called in." Virgil said, not looking at his eldest brother, but at the second youngest instead. The red headed man was swimming energetically in the pool, even though it was well past midnight. He probably had another nightmare.

Scott scoffed at his words and leaned on the railing. "Nothing is right anymore.." He muttered. He hadn't sounded right, but he didn't look right, and for him, his world wasn't right either. He had never felt so out of place, so out of sorts. He had felt so good when he was back with his family, but now he felt awful. Every minute he spent with one of his brothers, or his father, Brains or the Kyrano family, was another minute he was liable to bite one of them, to ease his hunger.

"What's going on Scott?" Virgil said, turning around to face him. Scott didn't look at him, he just stared unseeing at the palm trees on the island.

"Nothing Virgil.." Scott held on. It was his problem, not Virgil's. He'd find a solution, even if it killed him. Actually, that sounded quite inviting all of a sudden.

"Damnit Scott! You are always demanding of us to know what's going on, but when you're the one in for it you never say a thing! Talk to me! I'm your brother not your enemy!"

Virgil knew there was a big chance that he had pushed his brother over the edge, and in some way, he wasn't disappointed.

Scott's eyes flashed ruby red, before he closed them with a low growl coming from deep within his throat.. Virgil feared suddenly if he had pushed his brother too far, when the man turned around and clutched the railing tightly with one hand. Another snarl issued from him, and he let go of the railing.

"Are you scared Virgil?" Scott asked, as he opened his eyes. With interest, he took in his brother, who was seemingly standing calmly opposite him. Scott knew better though. His senses told him otherwise. And it exhilarated him.

"No... What is it with you?" He asked harshly. His brother was creeping him out. Especially when he smiled like that, like a serial killer going for the hunt on his victim. Virgil knew he no longer had his brother standing before him, but the vampire inside him.

"Yes you are, Virgil. I can smell it.. I can hear your heartbeat. It's racing... " Scott took a step forward.

"Scott?" Virgil tried. He couldn't hold the shake from his voice as he backed up. Scott's eyes were brighter red then ever, and as he smiled, the fangs seemed a little longer then normal.

"I'm hungry Virgil... So hungry it hurts..." Virgil backed up against the wall, and Scott closed in on him. "Won't you have the honor of being my first victim?"

Virgil stared his brother in the eye, and pressed himself harder against the wall. He just couldn't believe what was happening. He knew he was going to have to stop Scott, before he did something he regretted, and killed his younger brother to feed.

"Scott, you don't want to do this.." He pleaded, and was even more scared when his brother laughed it off.

"Come on now Virgil. You're sounding like a damsel in distress. Not really becoming..." He said, his tone suddenly smoother then ever. His voice was so silken it sounded tempting. It was probably just the way a vampire was able to persuade a victim into allowing him to feed. With a smooth voice and dashing looks.

"Scott..." Virgil whimpered. He squeezed his eyes shut and prepared for the worst. For a few terrifying seconds, he felt suspended between time and space, unsure of his future. His life was hanging on a tight little line, and he was afraid it was going to snap in just a matter of seconds, by his own brother's hands even.

The relief was immense, and dizzying, when he realized nothing happened.

He opened one eye, and was surprised to find Scott hanging on to the railing, bent over, panting harshly.

"Go away, Virgil.." Scott said, his voice ragged.

Virgil hesitated for the briefest of seconds, but then decided. "Come to sickbay with me, Scott."

Scott shook his head. He felt Virgil take him by his arm, but he shrugged him off. Virgil tried again, but Scott pulled away again. He looked him in the eye as he snarled:" Leave me alone!"

"No way, Scott!" Virgil insisted firmly. He wasn't going to let his brother down now, or let him try this feeding thing on the others "Let's go!"

He grabbed his brother's arm again and pulled him away from the balcony. Only then did he realize how weak his brother really was. He hardly resisted!

In the infirmary, Virgil flicked on the lights, sat his brother down on one of the beds, and went to rummage to a cabinet.

Scott let himself fall over on the bed, and closed his eyes. He felt so tired. So weak. So guilty. He nearly bit his brother just so he could feed. It was the vampire in him who made him do it, but still. He had to get better control on himself. Or better yet, he shouldn't have come back, he was endangering the people around him.

He was so deep in thought again, that for the first time in weeks -to Virgil's knowledge-, the still living Tracy managed to startle Scott. He poked him in the shoulder, and saw his brother jump when he did.

The vampire's eyes snapped open, but the baby blue of them was nowhere near as bright as usual.

Virgil helped him sit up, and sat down beside his hurting brother.. Both Tracys were in for a surprise in that very situation.. Scott was surprised when Virgil had just sat down beside him like nothing had happened. And Virgil was surprised when Scott leaned heavily against his shoulder, sighing softly. Scott wasn't one for bodily contact, but yet, here he was, leaning against his younger brother, to tired to sit up properly.

"Try this, Scott." He said, as he took Scott's cold hand and put a cup in it.. "I hope this will make you feel better."

Virgil wrapped his arm around Scott and smiled when the other took a sip from the cup. Then another careful sip, and another, until Scott drained the entire content. The red liquid seemed to be going over fine with Scott.

"Want another?" The living brother asked. Scott nodded, and already seemed to be a little stronger. He drank two cups more before he finally looked like his old self again. But even then, he still leaned against Virgil, reluctant to give up the contact.

"What did you give me, Virg?" Scott asked finally. He had a pretty good idea what Virgil gave him, but still he asked. He yawned, and closed his eyes.

"I gave you what you needed.." Virgil said, then quickly added:" Brains had our blood lying around in those transfusion bags for the occasion we get injured.."

Scott yawned again, wider this time, and muttered tiredly:" Thanks Virgil. I should've known you'd find something."

Virgil smiled, and pushed Scott back onto the bed to lie in it properly. Then he took the blanket from another bed and spread it out across the vampire, who was apparently tired after having fed.

Scott was just dozing a little when a last thought came to his mind.

"Who's blood was it, Virg?" He muttered, his voice heavy with sleep. He wanted to know before he went to sleep, but he couldn't really tell why he found it to be important.

"It was mine, Scott.." Virgil whispered. He brushed some stray black locks of hair from Scott's forehead and sighed. "It was mine.. "

He sat down on the side of the bed and found Scott's hand grasping his own. He held the cold appendage to his chest, and straightened the blanket.

"Go to sleep, Scott.." Virgil urged the Tracy heir.

Scott immediately followed his words. In seconds, he was well on his way to dreamland.

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Well, I updated, but if you want more from me, you guys are going to have to give me some ideas :S

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