Haha just something that came to mind while out shopping!

I was thinking, since Alan is most likely kept as far from the media as possible, people who don't really know the Tracy's probably don't really know he exists, or that he does but don't really know what he would look like.

Enter Charles, a new security guard, first day on the job, and thinks that he would make a great first impression on the family run business when he stops a certain blonde haired blue eyed teenager and his no good teenage friends from entering his bosses building.

Oh, Charles, you poor poor man.

Today was meant to be great.

It was his first day at Tracy Towers and he was still in a shocked stupor that he had gotten his call back after so long, but figured it was because of the extensive background checks that was undoubtedly run on all Tracy Enterprise employees. And even if it was because they hadn't wanted to hire him, Charles was sure he could find a way to change their minds rather quickly.

He had thought it had been the start of a good day for him this morning.

It had been right before lunch when his chance had presented itself to him in a no good teenage boy who had thought he would come and mess with the building he had been assigned to protect. Charles was left appalled at the manner the others treated the child with, opening doors for him and his friends and asking him questions such as 'how was your day'. It was a wonder, Charles thought, why they still had their jobs.

The blonde boy had tried to get passed him but Charles wasn't having it. He wasn't about to let some teenager mess up his first day and great first impression, he was the man in charge here not some strong headed snot nosed kid.

"Get out of here kid, your not going to start any trouble here"

Others stopped what they were doing to turn and watch. The guards at the doors turned and stood mouth agape. Obviously they were shocked that a newbie such as Charles would stand up to this child and protect the job he was so honored to hold. The blonde haired boy actually had the balls to laugh at him.

"You the new guy?"

Then Charles did the unthinkable, he grabbed the kid by the arm, hard, and dragged him out of the lobby and to the doors. He ignored the gawking of the door men as he shoved the delinquent out the door.

"Stay out of here kid, you come back around and I'll have you arrested"

"You cant kick me out!"

Charles glared at the kid and waved him off sharply, what did this kid no, what could he do.

"Get out of here!"

The kid glared a glare that might have sent his school bullies running for the hills as he turned around and stomped down the street. Charles spun around feeling as if he had accomplished something huge, when he heard the kid shout over his shoulder.

"Wait until my father hears about this!"

He scoffed, what would his father do? Charles never heard the door men mutter about the 'poor rookie'.

Charles was getting ready to leave for the evening when the elder security guard and Mr. Tracy's personal secretary came to get him. Most of the time it was a lower level secretary that came to get people for the Tracy patriarch. Only someone who had caught the attention of the legendary man got the summons by his personal secretary. He straightened his uniform, thinking about all the reasons that could be calling for him. He must have heard about that little fiasco in the lobby, most likely wanted to commend him for his actions in stopping the teenagers in their tracks.

Maybe he'd even get a promotion, on his first day.

"Mr. Tracy is inside"

Charles thanked the kind older woman and walked through the large door. He saw Jeff Tracy standing by the large windows, looking at something in the distance. There was whispering in the corner and low boyish giggles. Looking over silently, he saw the familiar figure of the eldest Tracy son as he sat on the desk with his back facing the security guard in the door way. It was as if nobody had heard him enter, Mr. Tracy was still looking at something out the window and Scott said something to the person sitting below him. There was an indignant 'Hey' and another round of boyish laughter as hands shot out of no where and made to shove the eldest Tracy son away.

Charles watched in growing horror, as Scott caught the persons hands and they grappled with one another. Scott stood up to lean over the person and Charles let out a low gasp. For there sitting in the seat, laughing at the looming figure of Scott Tracy, was the boy he had thrown out of the lobby. His laughing eyes momentarily moved from the mans above him, and met the eyes of the security guard standing silently in the door way. The brightness in his eyes disappeared and was replaced with anger, hot red anger. Scott followed the boys gaze and his eyes hardened as well at spotting the man in the door way.

"Dad, He's here"

Charles watched with wide eyes as the boy spoke this, not Scott, but the boy. Mr. Tracy spun around at the young teens voice, startled out of his thoughts. But his eyes found Charles and he motioned for him to enter the large office space. Charles did so, no slightly nervous, the boy, this troublemaker, was calling Jeff Tracy (his boss) 'dad'. Scott walked to stand behind the boy, his arms crossed as he glared at the security guard. The boy sitting at the desk leaned back in the chair, openly glaring at the man standing before them.

"Charles, I've heard nothing but great things about you, that is why I hired you, but then I also hear about this little incident involving you and Alan while my boy tried to enter the building."

Charles looked startled, it was official now, the boy, Alan, was a Tracy. A young Tracy and most likely the youngest. And he had threatened to have him arrested. As if reading his thoughts, Alan smirked and leaned forward on the desk, his hands outstretched.

"I'll go peacefully officer"

Scott snorted behind the young teen and smacked him upside the head softly. Jeff gave Alan a look that clearly said 'watch it buster' and turned back to Charles.

"Alan, don't antagonize the man. Charles, I do not believe that you have met my youngest son, Alan"

With his dad's attention no longer on him, and Scott still glaring over at Charles, Alan broke out into a sly grin.

Charles simply gulped.

So? Hope you liked it! And that you could at least make little sense from it!