Thunderbirds and the Tracy Boys are the creation of Gerry and Sylvia Anderson
This chapter is dedicated to all you hard working, over-stressed nurses out there and may you find your next procedure as amusing.
I hope you take this chapter in the spirit in which it was intended and that is FUN. After all, we are talkin' Tracy here!
Chapter 33
"Why don't you get some rest this afternoon," Jenna urged Scott, after they had had lunch. "You want to have plenty of energy for that pool this evening," she added encouragingly with a smile. She could tell that he was looking tired and if he didn't rest he was liable to spark of a headache.
"Yeah, maybe you're right," he agreed, starting to tire but then it was the first time he had been out of bed and the warmth of the shower along with a good meal were beginning to take their toll. He wasn't going to argue, the thought of a sleep now was very appealing and he did want to be able to go out to the pool. He held out his hand to her as he lay down wanting her to be with him, a very tempting offer.
"Stay with me," Scott asked, with those pleading intoxicating eyes, not wanting now to be apart from her, not now that he had held her.
Looking down on him she smiled, there was nothing more she would love to have done but there were things she had to do. "I would love to," Jenna assured him as she sat down and stroked his face. "But there's things I'll have to get done, like paperwork. There's always paperwork," she explained, wishing she didn't have to.
"What about…..," he said, indicating a certain item that needed removing.
"Don't worry," she replied, trying not to laugh, "I'll do that later. For now, you just get some rest." "You do know that when it comes out your waterworks may be a bit weak for a few days," Jenna tried to say delicately, not wanting him to be embarrassed but fact is fact and there was no way round it. She didn't want him to be concerned that, perhaps, it was going to be a permanent problem.
"Gee, that's great, something else to deal with. So what am I supposed to do? Wear a nappy!" Scott frowned. He had been so happy, now that they had finally been able to express their feelings for each other and now he was making her deal with this, a rather embarrassing problem from his point of view.
She had to look away to try and compose herself as she felt a laugh trying to escape but she could tell this was seriously embarrassing for him and she was not going to make fun of him, although to her it was nothing, she dealt with it all the time. Jenna suspected it was more to do with the fact that Scott felt she might be somehow put off him now that they had become close.
"Scott, it's nothing to be embarrassed about," she reassured him. "I deal with it all the time, it's perfectly natural," she added.
"Yeah, well you don't kiss them all, do you?" he said defensively, knowing this wasn't a particularly pleasant subject and perhaps, feeling it was something that happened more to elderly people than to normally strong young men like himself.
"That's what this is really all about, isn't it?" Jenna inquired. "You think I won't want you because I have to deal with your bodily functions?" she asked gently. "Well, Mr Tracy, I'm sorry to have to tell you but I've been dealing with your bodily functions since you got out of surgery and it hasn't put me off you yet," she added, trying to make him see that her nursing duties did not affect how she saw him. "That's not what I see when I look at you," Jenna smiled weakly, thinking how she had fallen hopelessly in love with him and also, how that now she was going to have to make some hard decisions.
"I see someone who is modest and sensitive, caring and considerate," she continued, knowing it was out of consideration for her that he did not want her to be having to deal with such things that are done in private and also knowing that he would be sensitive, caring and considerate as a lover. He had already shown that when he asked her if she was OK about them and in wanting her to be as fulfilled and enjoying their limited lovemaking as he was. "I see someone who would be a sensitive, considerate and very, very passionate lover," she went on giving him a coy smile and making him flush. "And I also see someone who's self-sacrificing and loves his family very much. Someone who's extremely brave, courageous and who has been asked more of than anyone has had any right to; who would willing give himself to save people he didn't know so I think that just about eclipses any bodily functions in my book," Jenna said, giving him a warm smile. "And besides, it's not going to last. After all, it has been almost 3 weeks since your surgery, it's only natural you'll be weak," she reassured him, "and if you need any more proof that it doesn't bother me."
Jenna lent forward and gave him a tender kiss on the lips before kissing him again with those ever-slow circles, making him know that she desired him, so much so, that he put his arm around her, and drawing her into himself, settled into a beautifully seductive and rhythmic kiss, knowing all the while he was falling hopelessly in love with her. There would be no paperwork done that afternoon, and quite frankly, Jenna didn't care, feeling that his self-esteem was infinitely more important than a load of old paperwork and hang anybody that thought any different.
He did get to rest eventually and Jenna woke him in time for something to eat. She was just about to start the extrication when the com-link on the panel above the bed sounded. Opening the link she realised it was the boys already to take Scott to the pool. "Oh guys, we didn't realise it was that time already. We were just…in the..eh.. middle of…something. Can you give us a while? We'll…not be long," Jenna said, feeling slightly rushed. So much so, that she forgot to switch off the com-link, meaning that everything she and Scott said could now be heard in the hallway where four 'eager for the pool' brothers were waiting!
"Now Scott, just lie back. We don't have a lot of time," Jenna encouraged gently.
"Jen..eh…how are you…going to…eh…do it?" Scott could be heard to say, with a mixture of timorous trepidation and anxiety.
"Why, Mr Tracy, I'm just gonna grab a hold and give it a good yank!" Jenna replied, with a definite wicked and mischievous laugh, causing Scott to whimper quite loudly. Now, Scott Tracy does not whimper. In fact, Scott Tracy has never whimpered in his life, but he did that evening.
Outside in the hallway, four grown men also whimpered in sympathy, automatically shifting about as if they had itching powder in their pants. Gordon mouthed the word, 'yank' to his brothers as their eyes went as wide as dinner plates; wide grins then spreading across their faces as they realised Jenna must have forgotten to switch off the com-link. Being the really considerate and sensitive brothers that they were they gathered closer to the intercom.
"You're not serious, are you Jen?" Scott could be heard to say again, unsure if she was joking with him or not. He certainly hoped she was joking.
"No, of course not silly," she assured him, though still with a mischievous laugh. "It's up to you. How do you want it? I can do it quickly for you or I can do it slow?" Jenna asked.
Outside in the hallway. "I don't believe this," Gordon sniggered, his brothers telling him to shush and poking him in case they were heard but they had to agree with him as they gathered closer.
"Well, I don't think we should be listening," John spoke up, always the sensible and sensitive, though somewhat red one now. "So I'm going," he added, turning to walk away.
"Oh no, you don't," Virgil grinned, grabbing John by his sleeve and halting him in his tracks. "We're in this together, right guys?" he continued in a conspiratorial manner.
"You bet," Alan agreed. "And we don't care how long we have to wait now. This is as good as a pantomime," he enthused, with much nodding of heads from the rest of the audience.
Scott groaned. "Is that all right? I'm not hurting you am I?" Jenna was heard to ask considerately.
He gave a slightly pained answer. "Noo…..just…keep..going," Scott replied in a higher pitch than normal.
Outside in the hallway. "Oh man!" was all Gordon could exclaim, while John idly whistled and looked around him as though he was waiting for a bus.
"Do you want me to do it any quicker? Get it over with sooner?" she asked with the same consideration.
Another groan. "No, that's just fine," Scott answered, through slightly gritted teeth.
"We're nearly there," Jenna said enthusiastically. "Scott……lie still," she added, now giggling as she spoke.
"Aww, it tickles, Jen," Scott laughed.
"Well, that makes a change," Jenna remarked with surprised laughter.
Outside in the hallway. The boys eyes were growing wider by the minute, with Virgil and John barely able to believe what they were hearing but Alan and Gordon were bowing to each other with outstretched hands as if paying homage.
More groans could be heard, echoed by sympathetic groans coming from the hallway.
"Do you want me to stop?" she asked sympathetically.
"Outside in the hallway. "No, don't stop, Jen." Gordon pleaded to the intercom as if he were talking to her face to face, earning him a disapproving look and an exasperated shake of the head from John.
"Noo…just keep…going," Scott told her.
A few seconds later. "You're almost there, Scott," Jenna encouraged him. "There, you made it, well done," she added in a congratulatory light-hearted tone.
A deep sigh of satisfaction could be heard, followed by Scott saying, "Aawww Jen, thanks. That's great."
Outside in the hallway. "Aw man, are they for real?" Alan asked in wide-eyed astonishment. "Yeah, tell me I didn't just hear all that," Virgil agreed laughing and equally astonished. "Gee, I knew he was good, but that just takes the biscuit," Gordon remarked in awe and admiration. John felt, at least, he had the decency to flush with embarrassment.
Jenna rose to switch on the com-link to let the boys know she had now finished and they could come in. She froze momentarily, putting her hand to her mouth as she realised it had been on the whole time. Heaven knows what the boys must have been thinking, she thought to herself and then a wicked grin spread across her face as she thought of an opportunity to good to miss. Whispering to Scott, she told him about the com-link and her little plan, bringing an equally mischievous grin from him. This girl was good, this girl was very good he thought, and besides, he could do with a laugh to lighten his mood.
Opening the door, Jenna invited them in and on entering, his brothers observed Scott reclining against the pillows, right arm behind his head with a rather satisfied grin on his face. Gordon couldn't resist but give his eldest brother a smart salute, which Scott found most amusing, shaking his head at the audacity of his prankster of a brother
"Sorry to keep you," she apologised. "There was something I wanted to do for him," Jenna added, quite casually after which there was a slight choking cough coming from John.
"All…right…..was it?" Gordon inquired, with all the air of casual innocence causing Alan to snort with laughter and earning him a poke in the ribs from Virgil, making him jump.
"Yeah, she did a good job," Scott replied in a complimentary fashion, bringing more embarrassed coughs and sputters from at least three of his brothers. John, by now, was finding the whole thing more than uncomfortable and just wished he were somewhere else.
"Say, are you guys OK," Jenna asked with mock concern, something at which she was very good. They assured her they were all right so she continued. "You want to know what we were doing, don't you?" she grinned, knowing their curiosity was eating them up.
"Eh…well..eh….no, of course not……I mean..that's…your..eh…business," Virgil blustered when faced with the direct question.
"You speak for yourself, Virg," Gordon said wide-eyed and grinning. "We want to know, don't we Al? What were you guys up to?" he went on eagerly with nods of agreement from Alan.
Jenna narrowed her eyes ever so slightly at the family joker and bit her lip to stop from laughing. "So you want to know what we were doing?" she said, trying to keep her composure. "Well, if you come over here, I'll tell you," Jenna offered, taking Gordon by the hand and leading him to the bed beside the desk. It was like leading a lamb to the slaughter. Gordon meekly followed, raising and lowering his eyebrows in quick succession to his brothers as if about to be let in on some juicy secret. His brothers waited in eager anticipation wondering what Jenna was actually going to tell him and would she dare to tell him the truth.
"Well, it's actually better if I demonstrate," she decided and prodded Gordon in the shoulder so that he lost his balance and bumped down on the bed. With one deft move she swung his legs onto the bed while his brothers could only stand with their mouths open in stunned admiration. Scott was enjoying himself immensely and almost felt sorry for his younger brother, well, maybe not.
"Huh," was the only sound poor Gordon could make, not too sure where this was going.
"You guys would like to see how it's done properly, wouldn't you?" she asked quite seriously, to some splutters, then much vigorous nodding of their heads.
"You're not serious, Jen, are you?" Gordon said in a worried state of alarm. "I mean, in front of everyone?" he queried, looking frantically to his brothers for help and thinking, 'I hope we're talking about something else here'. He also glanced in Scott's direction to find his eldest brother eyeing him in a menacing fashion.
"Why Gordon, you're not shy, are you?" Jenna challenged him, all the time trying to keep from laughing. "There is only your brothers here and, besides, I am a nurse. There ain't nothing you guys have got that I haven't seen before," she said quite matter-of-factly. "Well, of course, not unless Brains has been pumpin' you guys full of growth hormone," she giggled, bringing snorts of laughter from everyone in the room, except, funnily enough, Gordon. He wasn't finding this funny at all anymore.
"Now, we'll need to get rid of these," Jenna instructed, tugging as his trouser leg. "So strip, Mister," she ordered bluntly much to the amusement of all in the room.
That was it. He was outta there. Gordon scurried of that bed like a frightened rabbit to run to the safety of his brothers. Scott could only look on in amazed admiration; anyone who could make the prankster run in fear of his life definitely had his total andunreserved respect.
"Gordon, whatever's wrong?" she asked innocently as if she didn't know. "I was just talking about this," she explained, as she held up a long, blue catheter tube. "What are you guys talking about?" she asked as if she didn't know. A catheter is a flexible tube used to drain the bladder when a patient is bedridden for a while.
"Yeah, we knew that, didn't we fellas?" Virgil replied with a nervous laugh, unwilling to admit they'd got totally the wrong end of the stick. Everyone agreed in frantic nods, causing Jenna to laugh and think to herself, "Yeah, right guys, sure you did. Maybe that'll teach you not to jump to conclusions."
Scott found the whole affair so hilarious that he made himself sore from laughing; to, not only be able to get one over on Gordy, but all his brothers at the same time was pure joy. Jenna was certainly able to handle herself with his brothers, which after all, was going to be necessary if he wanted her to stay with him.
Gordon was nervous now as Jenna approached him but she only wanted to give him a big hug for teasing him. "You know I love you, really," she said smiling as she planted an exaggerated kiss on his cheek, making a smacking sound. He screwed his face up at first, followed by a satisfied grin as he slipped his arm around her waist to return the hug. He caught, again, Scott's menacing glare then, and tried to disentangle himself from her embrace.
"Eh, Jen," Gordon laughed nervously. "Scott's 'lookin' at me. I don't wanna die, know what I mean?" he added, still laughing nervously and not putting it past his eldest brother to jump right out of that bed and strangle him.
"I can give him a kiss, can't I?" Jenna pleaded mockingly when she turned to Scott.
"Sure, just so long as he doesn't enjoy it," Scott returned with a voice as cold as steel and dripping with threat.
"I'm not, I'm not, I promise," Gordon assured him. "Worst kiss I ever got," he continued as if to prove to Scott he hadn't enjoyed it, earning him laughs from his brothers and Jenna.
"OK, this isn't getting us out to that pool," Jenna reminded them, still laughing but wondering if now she should be worried. She knew, though, it was a case of 'If you can't stand the heat, stay out of the kitchen and she would have to be able to take it as well as give it. "Did you bring Scott's swim shorts down and his shades?" she asked, now more seriously. Although it was early evening the sun was still bright and warm and she wanted Scott to wear his shades when he went outside, to protect his eyes and prevent a headache, as it would be the first time he had been out in almost three weeks.
"Yeah, right here," John replied, holding up the items. Jenna then asked the boys to help Scott get dressed while she went to the bathroom to change.
"Need any help?" Virgil asked in a flirtatious manner as he pretended to follow her. It didn't escape his notice that Scott was frowning and watching him; watching him in an altogether more serious manner than from the fun they had had earlier, leading him to believe that Scott had got it bad. In fact, as he smiled to himself and guessing that they hadn't actually got it together yet, he would say that his eldest brother was seriously in love with her. Shaking her head and laughing Jenna closed the door.
She emerged from the bathroom in a short, white, fluffy robe, now wrapped around her and tied at the waist.
"So, how are we getting' to the pool?" Scott asked, which seemed a fairly obvious question, since he still hadn't put his weight on his legs. "Are we doing piggyback again?" he added, giving Jenna a wry smile.
His brothers looked from Scott to Jenna and then to each other in an amused disbelief. "What have these two been up to?" Virgil wondered, trying to refrain from asking, remembering that last embarrassing mix-up. Jenna sighed exasperatedly and shook her head. "They were doing it again, jumping to conclusions."
Alan disappeared briefly, coming back into the room and triumphantly announcing, "Let us introduce you to THUNDERBIRD 7."
