Disclaimer: I'm too busy to own Thunderbirds. I wouldn't have had time to make the movie. Nor was I alive to make the show…

Author's Note: Oh. My. Go…odness. It's a new chapter! Read now, ask later.

Just before we start a note. I know nothing much about medicine. So please no flames if I get something wrong. I'm not a doctor or a mum (which makes you a doctor by definition) just a scout with basic first aid training. Really basic first aid training.

Begin!


Virgil's P.O.V

Dad's message had me worried. I knew that the kid was alright so what ever had Dad wanting me down here was something to do with Gordon. I had just walked past the platform area when…

'Virgil! Down here.'

I looked around and spotted Dad kneeing next to the platform. Gordon was still on it.

He wasn't moving.

I was down next to the platform in a flash. Looking him over, I spotted the odd angle of his back.

'Oh God.'

'What's wrong with him Virgil?' Dad asked. Just because I'm the most medically trained Tracy, it's always thought I have the answers.

'I don't know. Looks like he's aggregated his back injuries. I can't be sure till we get him to a hospital.'

'Till then?'

'We get him onto a bed in sick bay. Grab a spinal board and neck brace from there and come back here Dad.' He ran to sick bay to get the stuff I needed.

He was back way quicker then was natural. Together we managed to get Gordon on the board and the brace around his neck. Then we carried him to sick bay.

'Alright Virgil, take us home.'

I turned to look at him. 'No way…Da…Commander.' I caught myself from calling him Dad when I noticed the kid watching. 'I'm the 'doctor' here. I need to be here.'

I couldn't see his face though the helmet but I could guess what kind of look was on it. 'You're right Virgil. I'll fly her.'

'F.A.B'


John's P.O.V

I heard what Virgil said. I couldn't believe what I heard. Then I realised Dad was asking where the best hospital was.

'Ah…Wollongong hospital is fine for the kid.'

'And for Gordon?'

'Try…any hospital. I'll send you the coordinates of every Sydney hospital.'

'F.A.B'

I immediately started to find all the hospitals in Sydney. That done, I called base.

'Thunderbird Five to Tracy Island.'

'Go ah-head Th-thunderbird Five'

'Can someone come and get me. I'll need to be with Gordon.'

'W-what's w-wrong?'

'I'll tell you on your way up.'

'F.A.B'


Scott's P.O.V

I was flying over New Zealand when John suddenly came over the radio. I listened in and as soon as I heard he wanted to come down, I knew how bad it was.

My sudden turn woke Alan. 'Where are we going Scott?'

I looked at him. 'Some hospital in Sydney.'

'Why? I feel f…fine' he said as he almost fainted.

'Sure you do Sprout. But we're not going for you. It's for Gordon. We'll get you checked out where ever he ends up.'

It was a sign of how bad he felt when he didn't put up a fight but just fell back asleep. Or fainted.

I checked my E.T.A. Five mintues till the east coast of Australia. Five really long mintues.


Jeff's P.O.V

I barely remember flying Thunderbird Two to Wollongong hospital. I don't remember giving the kid back to his family. I sure as hell don't remember flying 'Two home. All I really remember is seeing Gordon lying there, still as a statue. Like when he had his accident.

Now, all of a sudden, I find myself in a waiting room. Some Sydney hospital I think. Virgil is beside me, Alan is asleep on my lap after being declared okay by some doctors, Scott is pacing up and down and driving everyone nuts and John is on his way down from Thunderbird Five.

But all I want is to know if my son is okay.

But no one will tell me anything.

T.B.C……


Author's Note: Don't you just feel for Jeff? I know I do. Poor fellow...

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