Jeff smiled looking at his oldest and youngest. Alan was awake, but didn't want to disturb Scott by moving, so he only smiled and waved to Jeff. "Good morning," Jeff whispered sitting down on the other lounger.

"Morning," Alan replied, "You need anything?"

"Nah," Jeff waved a hand nonchalantly, "Just wondering where you two where, it's past breakfast."

Alan nodded, "I've been up enjoying the sunrise…Scooter, however, hasn't twitched."

Hearing his name, Scott mumbled something in his sleep and tried to roll over. As he was about to roll off the chair, Alan grabbed his oldest brother's arm and heaved the opposite direction, "Scott! Wake up!" Alan panted, having only his left hand to hold Scott up.

"What?" Scott groaned peeking his eyes open before snapping them open realizing his precarious position, "Whoa!"

Jeff jumped up and held Alan with one arm and he grabbed Scott with is other, "Easy, boys," he grunted.

Scott unfortunately couldn't us his right hand to hold himself up because of the cast and is left arm was being held by Alan and Jeff. Alan was trying to get a better grip with his left hand, while not falling off the other side of the chair. Jeff was barely keeping both of them steady.

And that is when Virgil walked in. Virgil took in the scene with one look and burst into laughter. "Virgil! Don't just stand there, help," Scott growled.

Virgil was crying from laughing so hard and rolling on the floor; completely useless. Alan was now having a hard time trying not to laugh too which made him lose his balance and grip weaken. Losing his battle, Alan let go of Scott, who pulled his father over the chair as he fell off the chair. Alan rolled off his side gasping for breath between laughing. Jeff was sprawled over the chair, joining in the laughter. The loud and mirthful laughs called John to the room.

Fighting a smile by biting his lip, John walked over to Scott who was untangling his legs from the chair. "You alright, big brother?"

"Oh just peachy," Scott muttered, by he couldn't fight his own smile. Soon John and Scott were also trying to regain control of their laughter.

After ten minutes, the five Tracy's managed to catch their breath and calm themselves. "So what happened exactly," John asked humorously.

"Scott was rolling off the chair," Alan fought another bout of laughter, "And I tried to catch him…but he's too big!"

"And Alan was down a hand," Jeff chuckled, "As well as Scott. So neither could catch themselves."

"So Dad was holding both Alan and Scott from falling, when I came in," Virgil smiled, "And then Alan let go…that's when it all went to heck!"

John fought more laughter as he pictured the scene playing out, "Man, and here I thought Gordon had pulled a prank while being in space!"

"Don't put it past him," Alan warned, "You are all liable targets."

That had all the adults looking at Alan. Scott gave him a mock glare, "Oh really? And you just so happen to be his partner in crime…wonder how long you'll be able hold out without him."

Alan eyes widened, "You wouldn't," he said backing away.

John cast a devious smile at Virgil, "We would," he said looking at Alan.

Alan wasted no time in ducking around Virgil and out the door. John and Scott took off after him, while Virgil just watched them go. "You're not going after him?" Jeff asked his middle son.

"Nope," Virgil smiled, "I'm actually going to help him. Trying to make myself not an Elder right now."

Jeff raised his eye brows, "Switching sides could be tricky," he warned, walking with Virgil out of Scott's room.

"Yeah, but Gordon and Alan have expressed that it would only be temporary," Virgil shrugged, "But I would like some prank free years for a while."

Jeff smiled as Virgil jogged out of the living room, out to find and help Alan.

Alan was sprinting along a trail that led to the beach. His plan was to lead his pursuers towards the beach then leave the trail and double back. Only problem was, they were too close; he had to lose them…but how? Alan thought, I could cut off now, make them track through the jungle. I know this island better than them. Should work…with that he left the trail and headed for one of the tunnels that led to the Thunderbird hangers.

John and Scott were beating down the path. They could see Alan's blonde head not far ahead, but they still couldn't catch him. "When'd he…get…so fast?" John panted.

"Four older…brothers," Scott gasped back, "Well…three and…a half. Fish doesn't…chase him…so much."

John nodded, "We should…hit the…gym more."

Scott suddenly pulled to a stop and grabbed John to stop him too, "Where'd…he go?"

John looked around; Alan was nowhere to be seen. "I don't know," John replied after catching his breath, "The beach?"

Scott narrowed his eyes and looked around again, "No," he shook his head, "He was leading us there, but he didn't plan on going there; too open."

Virgil called Gordon with his watch, "Gordon, I need your help."

"What's wrong?" Gordon frowned.

"Long story short…Scott and John are chasing Alan to question him about pranks you have planned. Now I need to find Alan or know where to lead Scott and John away from him."

"Why do you want to help him?" Gordon scrutinized as he pulled up the map of the island and located his three other brothers.

"I am trying to defect from the Elders, remember?" Virgil retorted, "And Alan needs help while you aren't around."

Gordon nodded, accepting the answer, "Alright. Alan is headed for the one of the access tunnels for the 'Birds. Scott and John are on the north path for the beach, but they just stopped moving." Gordon frowned trying to figure out what they could be doing. Virgil started for the north path.

"Okay, Gordon," Virgil said, "Tell Alan to head for my room. I'll lead the others into the jungle opposite the house."

"Got it," Gordon nodded, "But you better not double cross us. Alan holds many secrets but not all of them…we have them spread out between us."

"No double cross, promise," Virgil smiled, and then signed off. Seeing his older brothers, Virgil called out, "Hey!"

Scott turned, "Where have you been?"

"Had to convince Dad that we wouldn't hurt Alan. So we can't do that anymore," Virgil lied.

"Well, we lost the trail," John stated looking around again, "We think he was leading us to the beach but planned on somewhere else to actually go."

"He told me about a little cove he found in the summer; thought I might like it for a painting scene, we could try there," Virgil suggested. It wasn't a total lie, Alan had told him about place that would be nice to paint, but he had found the cove while trying to find the spot.

"Lead the way," Scott gestured to Virgil.

"This way," Virgil pointed into the jungle. He was confident he could find the cove again; having discreetly marked a trail.

"Al!" Gordon called his baby brother's watch; it had been given back to him before they left Vermont.

"Yeah, Gordo?" Alan panted looking behind him, "Kinda busy right now."

"I know, Virgie called," Gordon explained, "He's on your side for now. Head for his room."

Alan looked skeptical, "You sure, Gordo?"

"Yeah, I've been watching him; he has Scott and John heading for the west side of the island."

Alan smiled, "He heading for a little freshwater pool before the Point?" The Point was a little jut in the beach that was rock covered cliff on one side and a waterfall.

"Uh…yeah," Gordon said, "How'd you know?"

"I found a little cove near there. Told him about the pool, but knew he'd find the cove for good painting," Alan answered, "We can trust him…for now."

"Then keep going for the tunnel and then his room. Why he wants you to go there…I have no idea," Gordon said before signing off.

Fifteen minute later, Alan was back in the main house and creeping towards Virgil's room. "What are you doing here?" Jeff asked walking into the hall.

"Evasive maneuvers," Alan smiled.

"Ah…well, the coast is clear, no older brothers in sight," Jeff smiled back, "Why are you going to Virgil's room?"

"They would go from my room or Gordo's right away. Virgil's is a good hideaway," Alan replied smoothly; technically they shouldn't have used IR resources, so telling his dad that Virgil told him to would have resulted in questions…Best to avoid that.

"Makes sense," Jeff shrugged, "Course you'll be cornered."

"Nah," Alan shook his head, opening Virgil's door, "There's a tree that allows for a quick escape."

Jeff suddenly got worried, "With one hand?"

Alan nodded confidently, "Done it plenty of times, Dad, don't worry." Jeff didn't look convinced, but Alan closed the door before he could respond.

As Alan turned to face Virgil's room, he froze and gasped.