Silent Tears

By Puzzler

Disclaimer – Thunderbirds is owned by Gerry Anderson and Working Title Films. I'm only borrowing them for fun.

Summary – After the death of their mother, the lives of the Tracy brothers change dramatically. How did they get through this traumatic time, and become the family of heroes we now know? Slightly AU.

A/N – OK, it takes me months to write one chapter of this story, and now I manage two within a few weeks of each other. I'm afraid it will be the exception rather than the rule though, as I know what I want to put in the next few chapters, but have no idea how to write them. I'll try to finish as quickly as possible.

Here's the next part!

Silent Tears

Chapter 8 – Hospital

"SCOTT!" Gordon cried, seeing his brother fall from the top of the climbing frame. In an instant, he was by his side. "Scott, are you alright?"

Scott could hear the fear in Gordon's voice as he slowly tried to sit up. His right arm screamed at him when he tried to move it, and there were bruises on his hands from how he had landed. That'll teach me for not paying attention to what I'm doing, he thought sarcastically. "I think I'm OK Gordon." He said, seeing the tears in his brother's eyes.

"Scott, I was so scared…I saw you fall from the top…" Gordon continued crying, wrapping his arms around Scott, not noticing his arm.

"OW! Careful Gordon!"

"I'm sorry…I'm sorry, Scott." Gordon said, pulling quickly away, still crying.

"No, not your fault Gordon. I think there's something wrong with my arm." He looked down at it quickly. Seeing the odd angle it lay at, it was probably broken. "Gordon, look at me." He waited for his brother to look up. "I need you to do something for me Gordon. I need you to go and get John. We saw him sitting by the refreshments stand, remember, eating an ice cream. I need you to go and bring him here. Can you do that?"

Gordon nodded quickly, getting to his feet and running back towards the main part of the fair as quickly as he could.

FABFAB

The next half-hour was a blur to the brothers. Gordon had run back to where they had seen John, and then the older Tracy had contacted the one of the fair officials to notify Sir Hugh and the others of what had happened. Twenty minutes later, Lady Amelia, John and Gordon were sitting in the back of an ambulance with Scott going to the nearest hospital. The others were following in the car.

"I can ring if you want me to John." Lady Amelia offered once they got to the hospital, seeing the tears running down John's face. Luckily, the hospital wasn't very busy so Scott could be taken into x-ray almost immediately after arriving.

"No, I will. He'd want to hear it from me."

"OK, but we're in the next room if you need us."

FABFAB

"Hello, Jeff Tracy's office." Kirsty said automatically into the phone, still typing at her computer.

"I need to speak to him immediately."

"I'm afraid that he's in a meeting at the moment. Who am I talking to please?"

"John Tracy, his son. It's really important."

Kirsty noticed the slightly desperate edge in John's voice and stopped what she was doing. "What has happened?"

"Scott, my brother, he's had an accident. We think he's broken his arm. He needs to come back."

"I will get a message to him right away. Can he call you back on this number?"

"I'll be here."

As soon as John rang off, Kirsty dialled the conference room. "Hello, this is Kirsty Tyler. I need to speak with Jeff Tracy." Pause. "Yes, I know he's in a meeting, but I've just had one of his sons on the phone. It's very important."

A few minutes later, Jeff got to the phone. "Kirsty, what is it?"

"Your son John just called. Apparently there has been an accident. Scott has been injured, a broken arm. He asked you to ring him back immediately."

"Of course I will. I'll be right down."

FABFAB

John walked back into his room, having forced himself to have something to eat before turning in. He had not been hungry. He had been too worried about Scott to eat anything. At least Gordon has finally gone to sleep, John thought about his younger brother and how scared Gordon had been when he had come to find John at the fair. Gordon had then refused to leave Scott's side since he had fallen, almost 8 hours before. John pulled the small golden key out from underneath his shirt, thoughtful. He had been writing down things in his diary practically every day now, but he had tried to never let anyone see him do it. Penelope hadn't said anything to the others out of privacy, though he was sure she knew what he had been holding on the roof. Good thing too. This was one thing that he didn't think he could share just yet.

I don't think I can do this anymore. Scott's accident…Virgil and especially Gordon were looking to me to help them, as they don't really know Hugh and Amelia very well. Gordon was so scared, so…lost. I think I know how he felt, seeing Scott fall like that…like I felt with mum.

But I'm not dad. He and Scott are the strong ones who can take charge, not me. I feel so lost too. I don't know what to do.

FABFAB

"OK, show us what you can do Virgil." Scott said, leaning against the wall. Virgil was sitting at the grand piano, looking very happy. It wasn't until almost a week after Scott's accident that Virgil had finally asked to have a go on it.

"What shall I play?"

"Anything. Choose something you like." After a few seconds, Virgil started on 'The Entertainer'

"Very good Virgil." Amelia said after he had finished "I hope you will play something for us at your birthday party next week."

"Can I?" Virgil asked excitedly

"Of course. I'm glad to see someone enjoying it." Sir Hugh said, smiling.

"Next week, is that all it is?" Gordon muttered quietly "Time seems to have gone very quickly."

FABFAB

"Hi Dad."

"Oh, hi John. Nothing wrong is there?"

"No, no, though Scott is still grumbling about how long he has to wear the cast. I only rang as Virgil asked me to check that you would be here for his birthday party next Tuesday. He was playing the piano for several hours yesterday, perfecting a piece he wants to play for us."

"Of course I will be there John, and I look forward to hearing him play again. You can tell him that I've got a big surprise waiting for him."

"He'll be glad to hear that. Speaking of bringing things, can you bring those holiday photos you mentioned? They're the last pictures we have of mum…"

"I was planning to anyway. I printed out another copy so you boys could have them."

"Thanks. I'll make sure Virgil knows you're coming."

"Why did Virgil get you to ring anyway? Why not ring himself?"

"He is still rather shy at the moment, more than usual, and it seems that Gordon's not the only one who's afraid of Sir Hugh."

TBC…