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"It's going to be touch and go for a while Mrs Tracy. The gravity ring caused severe internal bleeding and it took us a while to stop it. However, he's still alive and we plan to keep it that way."

Lucille Tracy nodded at the doctor as she rocked Alan back and forth in her arms. Tears were falling down her face. Her eyes kept wandering back to her husband, who was unconscious in a hospital bed with wires transmitting fluids, blood and medicine to practically every part of his body.

The doctor glanced sympathetically at the small family. The two oldest boys were clearly trying to remain strong for their mother, but the youngest were sobbing into teddies or their mother. "I'm very sorry for your loss…" he muttered as he left the room.

Gordon began to tug on Lucy's shirt in order to get her attention, "Mommy! Mommy, where John?"

Lucy felt her knees collapse from under her and she fell into a chair by Jeff's bedside, Alan still in her arms. "Johnny…Johnny's not coming back sweetie…"

"Why?!"

"He-he…" Lucy found herself unable to contain her sobs as she began to wail into Alan's neck, rocking backwards and forwards in an attempt to calm herself down.

Scott felt tears welling in his own eyes as he placed a gentle arm around Gordon's shoulders, John's toy astronaut (which had been found by Jeff's body) still in his hand. "Johnny's…in heaven now…"

Gordon frowned at Scott for a few minutes before shrieking and hitting Scott in the chest, "LIAR!"

Scott dropped John's toy on the floor in order to properly comfort his little brother, "I'm sorry…but I'm not lying Fish. I wish I was…"

Virgil watched as Scott continued to comfort Gordon. Wiping away his own tears, Virgil bent down to pick the toy astronaut up and then placed it by his Dad's head. "We're sorry Daddy…we are so sorry…"

…

John flinched as he felt water splash on his face. Opening his eyes he startled back as he came face to face with a much older gentleman with a rather prominent nose.

"Aaah, you're finally h'awake then!" The man walked away, giving John the chance to examine his surroundings. He seemed to be in some kind of loft room, the sun streaming through an oval window in the wall opposite him. The side of the room he was on was made up of mattresses and old blankets that sufficed as a bed. The rest of the room held various objects, including stuff that looked like it belonged in a museum.

"W-where am I?" whispered John, wincing as his arm ached with the effort of pushing himself off of the mattress. "Who are you?!"

The man span around and grinned at the boy, bowing as he did so. "You can call me H' Aloysius Parker, m'friends call me Nosey….h'and who might you be? You must be pretty h'important for those rapscallions to be chasing you!"

John shrugged and he tried to make seem even smaller. He buried his head in his arms and began to sob, the day's events coming back to haunt him.

"O, now, now, now…." Whispered Aloysius as he slowly made his way over to the crying boy. Ignoring the way the child flinched away from him, Aloysius placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Now you tell h'old Aloysius what's wrong. H'it can't be that bad!"

John glanced up, tears streaming down his face and nodded before burying his head back in his arms.

Aloysius felt his heart twinge with sympathy as the volume of the boy's sobs increased. "H'alright….well, whatever it is…you can stay 'ere, but h'only for a bit mind you!"

John glanced back up at him and nodded, a grateful smile on his face. "T'ank you…I'm John." He held out his hand for Aloysius to shake. Aloysius shook it and grinned, "You h'already know who I am…"

"Alo-shus?"

"…Just call me Parker."

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"I'm pleased to say that I expect your husband to make a full recovery. In fact, I fully expect him to wake up any day now!"

It had been a little under three months since the incident at Tracy industries and Lucy had never been so happy to hear a piece of news. "Thank God!" she sighed, "Michael will be so relieved!"

…

Michael was not relieved. He could have punched the doctor in the face when he told Michael the news with a stupid grin on his face.

Moron.

How on earth could this be good news?! The paperwork for him getting full control of the company would never go through now! His plans were ruined! Michael growled softly to himself as he stormed through the hospital corridors.

It was time for plan B.

…..

It had been a tiring, but thrilling couple of months for Parker. Long nights getting up with John in order to lead him to the toilet. John would often crawl onto the same mattress as Parker due to nightmares. However, one of the main changes to Parker's schedule was having John as a lookout for some of his more…illegal activities.

"Parker?"

Startled out of his thoughts, Parker glanced at John who was staring at a TV screen, located in the corner of the café. They had decided to use some of the money Parker had…acquired to buy themselves a nice lunch. To any other person watching, they looked like a Father (alright Grandfather) and Grandson pair, having lunch together…completely innocent.

"Yes m'boy, what is it. Do you need to get out of here? Is it too loud?" In the couple of months that Parker had spent with John, he had noticed that John tended to clam up in loud environments and was a very reserved person when it came to meeting strangers.

John shook his head and pointed at the TV, "Can you turn that up?"

Parker gestured to the cashier for them to turn the TV up. The news reporter that had, up to that point been silent, began to gesture to a hospital behind her.

"It has been almost three months since ex-astronaut, billionaire Jeff Tracy was admitted to this hospital with severe internal bleeding due to an accident at his development centre. However, recent statement from within the hospital has said that Mr Tracy is expected to wake up within the next few days. Mr Tracy's business partner, Michael Davis, has not made himself available for an interview, but his lawyers have stated that he is very pleased with the news.

Other sources have stated that this may not be the case as new information has come to light that indicates that Mr Davis was planning to take full control of the company whilst Mr Tracy remained in a coma. With this recent news, it appears that this power play won't be going ahead as planned."

Parker rolled his eyes. Rich people were always fighting over money, it was the way of the world. He had yet to meet a decent one. He glanced at John who, much to Parker's surprise, was crying. He quickly paid the bill and ushered the boy back to their little loft home.

Once inside, Parker knelt down so that he could look John in the eye. "Johnny…what's wrong?"

John wiped his eyes and tried to catch his breath. "I-I thought I-I k-killed him!"

"Killed who? What are you talking h'about?"

"M-my Dad!"

"Your Dad? What are you-"Suddenly it clicked, "Jeff Tracy…your Dad h'is Jeff Tracy!?"

John nodded, "M-Michael said that he was dead, that I killed him when I was playing in the gwavity wing!"

"Well he must 'ave been mistaken….what, why were you playing in h'a gravity ring?"

"Michael said that my Dad had a supwise for me…"

Parker frowned, thinking back on what the news reporter said. "H'I believe that there may be somet'ing more sinister h'at foot here…we need to get to that hospital."

"Why?"

"H'I believe that this Michael was trying to kill you h'and your Dad…that's why those men were h'after you. He thought that your Dad would die h'in the hospital and that the men killed you. Now that your Dad h'is going to live, he might try somet'ing drastic!"

John shot off towards the door, "We're in London, wight?"

"Right?"

John turned back to face Parker, "Then we have to go see Penny! She'll know what to do…"