All noises were flown from the room in an instant and the only sound to be heard was the sound of Gordon's heart-wrenching sobs and Scott trying to console him while trying to focus on another priority. Alan. John walked over the red head; who was looking so much smaller than his 19 years, and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Gordon, calm down a second, okay buddy?" Gordon looked up at John and gave a weak nod but there were still tears running down his cheeks "Okay, now slowly tell us, what you know about all of this?

FLASHBACK

(Gordon speaking in present, Gordon speaking in past, actions, Gordon thinking)

"Well aft...after you guys sent me to bed I headed to...to our room, I was getting ready for bed when I...I noticed Allie was snoring for...for once.

Gordon walked over to Alan's bed and ruffled him slightly. "Come on Al, if you keep me up with that all night I'm dying your hair pink."

He...He wasn't even responding so I just left him 'cause I thought he was like dead, dead asleep.

Gordon walked into the bathroom sparing a glance at his unresponsive little brother. "Oh Allie what am I gonna do with you." He thought. After brushing his teeth he tripped on the soap and landed on Alan's bed, right on top of what should have been Alan.

It was weird when I landed on Alan's bed, he...he kept snoring, didn't even twitch. What really...really got me was that I... I should have squashed Alan but...I pulled back the covers and... He was gone, all that was there was a moving saw cutting into some wood, that...that was what made the sawing sound. And a note.

END FLASHBACK

All the remaining Tracy's looked at Gordon expectantly.

"Well what did the note say Gords?" Virgil asked. Gordon shook his head.

"I dunno, I...I was too frantic in looking for him that I never read it." He dug into his pockets and pulled out a piece of brown paper. Scott gently took it off him and read it out loud

Dear Jeff Tracy (or should I say Thunderbirds commander)

Yes I am aware of whom you are, and I presume you will remember me. No? Well perhaps this will jog your memory. "2025 Bomb explosion New Orleans. 17/30 dead. Bomber captured but swearing revenge on the thunderbirds "

Everyone stared at the now stunned father, Scott and John remembered there father talking about it but didn't know all that much. Jeff held his hands over his mouth as he whispered to himself "Oh god no!" Scott sensed his fathers worry but insisted on reading out the letter further.

Let me guess you remember now. Well that's good because you're not getting anymore clues. You may also have noticed you are missing a son. My, my he is a feisty one, kept screaming out for someone to save him. Well he was easy to shut up.

Scott had to bite is tongue to stop himself from hitting something. How dare this monster hurt his baby brother?

Now you will know what it's like to lose family. You remember the lovely Lucy Tracy right; well she was only the very beginning. Wouldn't losing your little baby boy be heartbreaking for you and your family. Don't worry, I'll look after him. FOR NOW! I warn you know. You may be the Thunderbirds and a billionaire but I'll make sure your baby stays right were he stands. I hope to hear from you again.

Yours truly, Aidan Stalin

Scott immediately went to rip up the note but Gordon stopped him.

"Wait Scotty, we need to keep it for evidence, it might even be a clue to where he is." Gordon sniffed "and we gotta find him!" Scott wrapped his arms around the young redhead, whilst rubbing circles on his back.

"It'll be ok fish," he said using the nickname Gordon so liked, but it didn't cheer him up. "We'll get him back, I promise." Gordon just nodded and continued to hold on to Scott like a lifeline. Virgil sank down into the sofa and put his head in his hands. John sat down next to him and put an arm round his shoulder. Virgil looked up at him and leant into a hug. Just like Alan did with him. Just thinking of Alan made Virgil slowly tear up. All Jeff could do was stand there slowly shaking. His baby boy was with a monster who the boys don't even know.

"Dad." John quietly said. Jeff looked down at him as his 2nd eldest comforted Virgil. "Who...Who is this, Aidan Stalin guy anyway, and how do you know him?" All heads in the room turned to their father. Scott gently pulled Gordon over to the sofa and sat him down next to Virgil; who had now just slowed to whimpering. Scott stared sadly at his father before sitting down next to Gordon and putting his arm around him. Jeff stared at his boys sadly and began to tell them of his worst nightmare.