A/N: 10-17-06 HA! Another chapter out, and right smack dab in the middle of my move. G To bad I can't post it right away. Still don't have Internet. And I won't for another two weeks at least! Not sure what I posted in my last A/N, but you should know that this story is finished, I am just trying to find time to type. I have also been promoted at work and will be starting school soon. But don't worry this will get out! LOL! - Lauren
A/N: Well while I waited forever for the Internet to turn on you will be thrilled to know that all chapters for this story are officially typed up! Now it's just a matter of posting. Not all at once of course. :)
Chapter Four: The Storm
Alan watched as Thunderbird One appeared in the distance. It really hurt to move and Alan briefly wondered if he should ask Scott to send the lift down to pick him up. Scott came to a stop above Thunderbird Three causing it to rock violently. Not at all prepared Alan found himself suddenly in the freezing water. Quickly surfacing Alan cursed and tried to pull himself back onto the balloon but slipped before he could get both hands on it. He treaded water for a moment staring at his latest obstacle, when he heard Kendra laugh. Tensing up he looked around only to notice to his horror, a shark fin coming quickly towards him.
"Oh..." Alan mumbled when he also noticed he was bleeding from somewhere.
"Alan, are you alright?" Scott's voice boomed down from the speakers on Thunderbird One. Alan shook his head in the negative and pointed at the shark before trying desperately to get back onto the balloon. Thunderbird Three jerked violently pushing Alan under the water once again only this time he found himself under her. The shark was swimming harder now, it's eyes on its dinner. Bubbles and mud made it hard to see and Alan desperately tried to find his way back above water, that's when he saw it. A human sized hole in the hull of Thunderbird Three. Swimming as hard as he could, Alan lifted his body into his Bird ignoring all the giant cuts and slices he was creating in his skin as he squeezed through the metal. Alan swam up to the surface just as the shark slammed hard at the hole below him, It was two big; but still determined to get its pray so it kept slamming at the hole with it's whole body. Alan swam to the cockpit and jammed the cockpit door shut behind him.
The small area tilted in Alan's vision and he had to stay still for a moment as he tried not to vomit. Carefully Alan climbed back out of the emergency hatch onto the balloon, this time making sure he had a firm hold of his bird in case she rocked again.
"Alan!! Oh God! How???" Virgil's voice yelled down. Alan lifted a bloodied hand in the thumbs up signal he wanted to leave. Virgil hovered over and began to lower the lift much to Alan's relief. It come up right to the edge of the balloon and Alan stepped onto it, inside the door to the cockpit began to bang open as the shark tried to get in. Alan grabbed the picture of his family be always kept with him in the cockpit before the lift began to rise. Alan laid on his back in sheer exhaustion.
"Oh, man..." Alan whispered.
"Alan!" Virgil yelled as he ran over to where Alan was laying.
"Hey." Alan mumbled. "Not having a good day." Virgil laughed.
"Yeah, well you look horrible."
"Thanks, wanna go home."
"I'm thinking more along the lines of hospital." Alan's eyes grew wide with fear.
"No! Bad things happen to me there." Virgil sighed.
"Scott, I have him on board. I'm going to take him into the infirmary to check him out, if you want to go grab the equipment to grab Thunderbird Three out of the water I will probably still be here when you get back." Virgil stated via radio.
"FAB, let me know how he's doing." Scott replied sounding like he wanted to be there checking his brother out himself. Virgil practically lifted Alan who insisted on walking to the infirmary. Alan laid down with a sigh as a scanner ran a diagnostic scan over his entire body. Meanwhile Virgil worked on stopping the bleeding with clotting disinfectant and bandages.
"One liter of blood needed." A computerized voice spoke. Alan moaned. Virgil grabbed the O+ blood out of the fridge and hooked it up much to Alan's chagrin.
"Don't you dare put that in my arm. I do not want that in my vain." Alan growled quietly. Virgil grinned.
"Sorry, Alan. If the computer says you need it, then you must really need it. You know how it is." Alan groaned as Virgil tried to gently start an IV.
"You suck at that you know." Alan growled. Virgil grimaced.
"I thankfully don't have to practice putting IVs in to often."
"Practice on an orange or something." Alan mumbled his eyes growing heavy.
"Speaking of practicing, when are you getting your Intermediate EMT license?"
"I will, I just need some time."
"So have you decided to major in race car driving?" Virgil asked with a grin. Alan rolled his eyes.
"I wish!" His eyes closed.
"Night, Alan."
"Night..." Alan started but was fast asleep before he could finish.
Alan woke up slowly feeling not completely there. Opening his eyes he tensed, not only was he no longer on Thunderbird Two, but he was not at Tracy Island or a hospital either. Instead he found himself in a very long green field. Grass was the only thing you could see for as far as the eye could see.
"Hey Alan." A slightly familiar voice spoke. Alan spun around confused. Tommy, the boy who was 'almost' "The One" stood before him grinning. He was also one of the ghosts who helped Alan defeat Kendra the first time.
"Hey Tommy." Alan sighed.
"Where here to help you, you know." Tommy spoke. "You helped us, we're going to help you. We are going through all the library's up here looking for a way to stop her again."
"Thank you." Alan sighed before a thought came to him. "Wait, up here? Am I dead again?!?"
"Umm, well sort of. It's still not your time, but you are having a severe allergic reaction from something that bit you in that water. It's time for you to wake up, now." Alan's world went black then he was awake again and sitting up wide eyed, sucking in air as alarms blared wildly around him. An arm carefully guided him back on to his back. Beside him his father was replacing defibrillator paddles on to the machine with shaking hands. Alan glanced around and found himself back on Tracy Island in the infirmary. Wire and tubes were all over the place and Virgil, Brains and his dad were standing over him.
"Welcome back, son." Jeff smiled. Alan nodded glaring cross eyed at the annoying oxygen mask on his face.
"...happened?" Alan croaked out, his tung feeling much bigger then it should feel.
"You started having trouble breathing, your throat swelled up blocking your airway as I was pulling up to Tracy Island. I had you on oxygen and we rushed you here where the monitor told us your heart rhythm was off. That's about the time you crashed." Virgil started.
"We shot you with an e-e-epi pen and began co-compressions while Mr T-T-Tracy got the paddles r-r-ready. We sh-sh-shocked you four times."
"Scared the crap out of us! You have got to stop doing that!" Gordon stated from his position against the far wall.
"You are in so much trouble, Mr.!" Tin Tin stormed in. "I told you to come home safe! Your the most obstenet person I know!" Tin Tin stepped up to the bed, her face blotchy from crying.
"Sorry, I tried."
"I know baby, it wasn't your fault." Tin Tin bent over and kissed Alan's clammy forehead. Alan gave a weak smile.
"You know this only happens when 'she's' here." Alan mumbled.
"We will get rid of her for good this time." Tin Tin whispered loudly.
"Good." Alan fell asleep.
"Who?" Gordon asked Tin Tin sighed.
"Kendra."
"The nurse?!?" Gordon asked.
"The DEAD nurse?" Virgil asked.
"Yeah, she's trying to finish what she started. But all the ghosts Alan helped when Kendra was alive are helping him now. Alan told me that angels were helping also." Tin Tin sighed, ignoring all the crazy looks she was receiving. "Anyways they are working on a way to destroy Kendra for good."
"Okay, start over...ghosts from when Kendra was alive?" Gordon looked like he was merely humoring her.
"We should wait for Alan to wake up, and Fermat is not busy to explain this."
"Mmm not really asleep..." Alan mumbled.
"And I'm right here." Fermat briskly walked in.
"When I disappeared, ghosts appeared. They told me I had to get rid of Kendra, that I was 'the one' the only one who could.
"We thought he was c-c-crazy when he told us he was seeing g-g-g-ghosts until they showed themselves to us." Fermat continued. I take it we-we-were telling out biggest secret?" Fermat asked Tin Tin who nodded.
"That's when information began to come in. We tracked her to a hospital in New York City." Tin Tin continued.
" Snore " Alan really was asleep this time. Fermat snorted in amusement.
"We created a plan to go to New York and fi-fi-locate her so that we could go to the po-po-law enforcement.
"But she found us first, the rest of that portion of the story you all know about. The last time we saw the ghosts before now was back in the woods when we all went to visit the burnt down hospital. All of Kendra's victims were there to say thank you and goodbye."
"It was one of the m-m-most amazing sites I have ever seen." Fermat stated with a far away look.
"Well that certainly is the shortest version of that story." Tin Tin mumbled.
"You can s-s-say that again." Fermat grinned.
"This new story however is not nearly finished. All of the explosions, fires, missing child, Alan's rocket troubles and all of the little things that have been happening around here are all Kendra and her minion, back to finish what she started." Tin Tin explained.
"But Alan is n-n-not alone here either. He has us, the ghosts from Kendra's first round, and now Angels on his side, all sent on this mission to pr-pr-protect Alan."
"Or at least to keep him alive." Tin Tin sighed as she played with her husbands hair. The room was silent for a good long three minutes.
"Seriously?" Gordon asked, Tin Tin and Fermat nodded.
"You know if Alan had told me that I would never have believed him." Virgil mumbled.
"So only the three of you know about this?" Jeff asked.
"No, John knows. That's why he has the children. Kendra was using them to get to us." Tin Tin stated. "I miss them so much."
"So, how are you going to stop...her? It?..." Scott asked looking skeptical.
"We have no idea. But it's being worked on as we speak."
"By who?" Gordon asked, causing everyone else to roll there eyes.
"The beyond..." Tin Tin waved her hand towards the sky.
"Oh..." Gordan stood back against the wall.
"That is just...strange." Brains stated.
"No ki-ki-kidding!" Fermat muttered.
"Had to revise the entire way we looked at life." Tin Tin growled. As if they knew they were being talked about, two ghost appeared.
"Kendra has created a hurricane, it will be here in ten hours, tops. You will need to get your things inside or tied securely down and your Thunderbirds into the sky quickly. There will be many rescue calls during the storm but no one will be able to leave once the storm hits." A ghost told them before they both disappeared. Tin Tin nodded grimly as the others in the room looked at them in confusion.
"You all didn't hear or s-see them?" Fermat asked.
"Them?" Gordon asked.
"The two ghost that were here just a second ago?" Tin Tin stated. All they received were shaking heads. "Well, they told us that Kendra has created a hurricane and we need to get ready which includes getting things inside and the Thunderbirds up in the air before the hurricane hits. We have less then ten hours."
"Wouldn't John have notified us by n..." Scott started but was interupped by John in a small picture frame.
"Thunderbird Five to Base." John spoke a worried look on his face.
"Base receiving." Jeff stated.
"A huge hurricane has appeared out of nowhere. Nothing like it has ever been seen! It just appeared and is already much bigger then even a category five. If the scale went higher I would make it a seven or an eight maybe! Anyways it's headed straight for the island! You all need to get out of there!" The family turned to stare at Tin Tin and Fermat who both looked like they clearly wanted to say: 'I told you so.'
"We need to get the Thunderbird onto the main land. Something tells me that you three won't be evacuation with the rest of us?" Jeff asked not liking the thought of it. Tin Tin nodded.
"Sorry, Mr. Tracy. But we have to stay behind. It's all going to end one way or another during this storm."
"But will you be okay?" Jeff asked. "With the Kendra...thing..."
"We will do the best we can."
"C-come on guys, we need to bring in everything and get the hurricane shutters down." Brains stated.
"We also need to get all of the equipment into the Birds for what could be a week, maybe longer." Scott stated. Tin Tin and Fermat looked stricken at the thought of being left alone for a week maybe longer in the middle of the biggest hurricane ever seen with a bunch of demons out to kill them. Gordon seemed to be sharing there thoughts.
"Will we be able to have contact with them during the storm?"
"We have ne-ne-never dealt with a storm of this mag-mag-size before. Th-Th- tectonically as long as the satellite stays put we should have li-li-little trouble communicating." Brains told them.
"Alright, let's get started." Jeff stood up.
"I will s-stay with Alan and get the emergency protections up and running." Brian's sat down behind a computer.
The rest of the day went by in a blink of an eye as dreary storm clouds billowed there way towards the island. The island's animals fled either by flight or by hiding leaving the usually loud island eerily silent.
Alan woke again slowly and was relived to find he was not in much pain.
"Morphine working?" Brains asked.
"Yeah..." Alan croaked out. Alan looked at the hurricane panels in the place of windows. "What's going on?"
"That K-Kendra thing created a hur-hur-hurricane. Your father and brothers have le-le-gone with the Thunderbirds so that they could still go on re-re-rescues. It hit an hour ago, three hours before it was pr-pr-predicted to. We barely got the Thunderbirds into the air."
"Communications?" Alan asked.
"The storm took out the satellite right away. The power is still on, and is being routed from internal generators as they are supposed to. Brains told him as he checked Alan's vitals. Alan's eyes drooped and he was out again.
When Alan woke up the next time he noticed he was much more level headed and felt more like himself. This included being able to feel every bump as the bed he was in was being moved.
"What's going on?" Alan mumbled.
"The electricity is off, there is a storm surge and we need to get up to higher ground. Fermat explained.
"Any other problems?" Alan asked feeling well enough to sit up, but not while they were moving.
"Not yet, honey. Let's not buy trouble. The water will hopefully go down soon and we will be free to roam around again." Tin Tin spoke up. Alan nodded. They reached the second floor and walked over to the lounge area. They could really hear the storm blowing above.
"Th-this is the most secure room on the second st-st-floor. Brian's told them.
"Have you been able to get in touch with my dad or brothers?" Alan felt completely out of the loop.
"No." Fermat spoke.
"Then were truly alone here." Alan stated.
"Yeah, but at least were together and the children are safe up in space, not here in this."
"Poor John," Alan laughed. "Stuck with who knows how many rescues this storm is bringing and two twins to take care of all in a small space." Alan grinned.
Tin Tin grinned. "We are so going to owe him." Alan nodded. A loud crack interrupted the quiet conversation, making them jump.
"What was that?" Alan asked.
"The roof!" Fermat yelled as yet another crack was heard.
"Where do we go?" Tin Tin asked over the loud rushing sounds.
"Out of here!" Brains yelled back. Alan grabbed his IV pole, not quite ready to part with the morphine while he was stuck running around. Getting off the bed they began to rush out of the room as it began to split apart.
Tin Tin and Fermat flanked Alan holding him up right as they ran through the hall ways at the rear of the group. The next loud crack startled them, but nothing like that happened next would.