Author's note: I didn't have all the words to this song when I first wrote this story but I finally found them. So here is the last chapter the way I wanted it in the first place. Enjoy.
Chapter Six
Home again
(A Week and a half later)
Virgil had been kept in the hospital for nearly a week, but was now home, sitting on the patio by the pools with a light blanket over his legs and a sketch pad in his lap. His family members were in different areas near him. Alan and Gordon were now home for Spring Break and were in the pool. Scott and John sat at the edge of the pool, dangling their feet and talking. Jeff and Grandma Tracy were in the kitchen getting nice cold glasses of iced tea for everyone.
Virgil sighed as he went back to his drawing, he was drawing Gordon in the pool but it didn't quiet look like his brother the way he was drawing it, he held back a giggle as he called to his swimming brother, "Hey Gordon, I sketched you something; you want to see it?"
"Yeah," Gordon was out of the pool in a half second and walked over to Virgil, Virgil put down his pencil and turned the sketch pad towards his brother so he could see it.
"Hey!" Gordon said with a small hint of a wine.
Virgil smiled and laughed, on the paper was Gordon as a fish, Virgil had even drawn the stroke Gordon had been doing, the Gordon fish even had red scales.
John and Scott had gotten up to see the drawing as well, they were standing behind Gordon, and when they saw it, they both burst out laughing.
"It looks just like you Gordon!" Scott said between laughs.
"Yeah, same color and everything," John said making Scott laugh even harder.
Virgil couldn't take it anymore, he started laughing too, and soon Gordon sighed and joined them.
"Okay Virg, very funny," Gordon was trying to look hurt but was failing miserably as a huge grin made its way to his lips.
"Well, laughing is all I'm good for at the moment," Virgil said with a sigh as he moved to get up.
"Whoa there, just where do you think you're going?" Scott said getting into protective brother mode.
"I'm just going inside to work on some of my songs for a little while, I'll come back out," Virgil said he was beginning to grow tired of both of his older brothers being over protective.
"Well alright, just checking," Scott said with a small sigh as he and John both headed back to the side of the pool while Gordon did a nice swan dive back in.
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Virgil sighed as he walked, he wanted more then anything to just be able to go on rescues again, but he was under direct orders from his father that he was not to go on any rescues until his cracked ribs were completely healed.
Virgil had finally gotten the whole story of how he had ended up in the hospital the first day he had returned home. It had turned out that his father and brothers had done the only thing they could do; they had civilized him; literally.
Jeff had had Scott and John take off Virgil's IR uniform and put on his extra cloths that each of them had in a locker on Thunderbird two, so people would not recognize him as a member of International Rescue. When they reached the hospital Jeff had the older boys put helmets on as they lowered Virgil on the rescue platform, that way no one had recognized them when they had returned.
Virgil sat down at his piano and gently brushed his fingers over the keys, this piano had once belonged his mother before her accident. It hadn't been played for a least five years before Jeff had given it to Virgil as a birthday present on his eleventh birthday.
Virgil had been playing the piano since he was six, but after his mother's death his father did not what to hear piano music so he had told Virgil never to play his mother's piano again. As time went on however Jeff found out that Virgil had still been practicing; at friends' houses and on the little portable he had in his room with it on low. Jeff had realized how foolish he had been and finally had given it to Virgil, Virgil had used it ever since.
Virgil looked at the music he had started to write before his accident; he had been stuck in the middle of the song, it just didn't flow right. The tune his mother had hummed to him entered his mind. Suddenly Virgil remembered what that song was about. It had been a song his mother had made up and yet never wrote.
It was just a tune she hummed and some times sang to them as children. Virgil remembered best from when there was a thunder storm and they would all huddled around their mother and she would sing them this song to calm them. Virgil started to play, knowing the tune by memory; he slowly wrote down every note, within a hour Virgil had the whole song on paper, as he put down his pencil he began to play and for some reason he began to sing the words that went with it.
I found myself today,
I found myself and ran away.
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Something pulled me back,
A voice of reason I forgot I had.
All I know is you're not here to say
What you always used to say.
But it's written in the sky tonight.
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So I won't give up,
No I won't break down.
Sooner then it seems life turns around.
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And I will be strong,
even if it all goes wrong.
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe…
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Someone's watching over me.
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I've seen that ray of light,
And it's shining on my destiny.
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Shining all the time,
And I won't be afraid,
To follow everywhere its taking me.
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All I know is yesterday is gone,
And right now I belong,
to this moment, to my dreams.
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So I won't give up,
No I won't break down.
Sooner then it seems life turns around.
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and I will be strong even if it all goes wrong,
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe…
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Someone's watching over me.
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It doesn't matter what people say,
It doesn't matter how long it takes.
Believe in yourself, and you'll find…
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It only matters how true you are,
be true to you yourself and follow,
your heart.
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So I won't give up,
No I won't break down.
Sooner then it seems life turns around.
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And I will be strong even if it all goes wrong,
Standing in the dark I'll still believe…
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I won't give up,
I won't break down.
Sooner then it seems life turns around.
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and I will be strong even when it all goes wrong,
standing in the dark I'll still believe…
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Someone's watching over,
Someone's watching over,
Someone's watching over me…
Someone's watching over me.
Unknown to Virgil, Jeff stood just to the side of the door that led from the kitchen to the living room. Jeff knew the song, but he wasn't mad, he just smiled while he listened to his middle son play. It was so good to hear him play again.
As the song ended Jeff cleared his throat to make himself known. The noise made Virgil jump and he turned to see his father standing in the doorway looking at him, his cheeks started to turn red as he turned away.
"Dad, I'm sorry, I know you don't want to hear that song, but I just-," Virgil didn't get to finish his sentence before Jeff broke in.
"Stop right there Virgil; I was wrong to tell you never to sing that again; but I didn't know you could play it, I thought your mother just made it up," Jeff said as he came to sit by his son on the bench.
"She did, I just wrote the music to it just now," Virgil explained showing the paper to his father.
"You did all that by memory?" Jeff asked surprised.
"Yes sir," Virgil said as his cheeks started to turn red again.
"Virgil, you're mother would be so proud of you," Jeff said as he reached out to tuck a stray light brown ringlet behind his son's ear and then added, "You may look like you mother, but you need a hair cut young man."
Virgil couldn't stop his giggle as Jeff stood up; Jeff looked at him with a questioning look and said, "Just what my I ask are you laughing at?"
"Oh nothing dad," Virgil said with a sigh.
"Okay, well the reason I came in here was to see if you were going to join us soon, Gordon is dying to hear the story you said you had to tell us when you woke up from your coma," Jeff said as he ruffled his seventeen year olds hair.
"I'll be out in a minute, I've got one more thing to do," Virgil said as he picked up his pencil again.
"Alright, we'll be ready and waiting," Jeff said as he walked back out to the pools.
Virgil nodded and turned back to the music sheet in his hand, it needed a name, and Virgil knew just the one. He wrote it in his big letters over the top of the paper, and then placed his new piano piece on the top of the piano were his mother's picture sat, the title read; "Someone's watching over me". He looked at it for a moment and then his gazed settled on his mother.
"Thanks mom, thanks for helping me come back to them, you were right, they do need me." Virgil said to the picture and then he picked the paper up and added, "This is for you; mom, you may be gone, but you'll never be forgotten."
With that Virgil put the paper down yet again and walked out towards the pools. He was going to tell his family that they had someone watching over them. Always.
The End