《The Thunderbirds and The Phoenix》Chapter Four
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I sigh as I see the last box being lifted into TB3's storage compartment. I walk over to the elevator up into the command and control centre. I trudge up to John's room, knocking before entering the room. John's standing on his balcony in his TB uniform, gripping the railing so hard, his knuckles are white. I calmly walk through the almost empty room and stand next to John, making him release his hand from the railing. I rest my head on his shoulder, tracing patterns into his hand, staring at the setting sun. With less than 10 minutes till take off, John should be getting ready but he isn't, not that I'm complaining. I can hear the door behind us open before closing gently. Then someone slips between John and I. It's Alan. We stand there in the silence before Jeff's voice emerges from the comm on John's wrist. "We've got less than two minutes till take off. Say your goodbyes then get down here." He commands. John turns to us, a sad look in his eyes. "Alan, promise me that you'll keep an eye on Phoenix, make sure that she's not alone or sad. Also take care of yourself, no major misbehaving or pranks without our permission ok?" John asks Alan, staring him in the eyes. "Of course John, I promise." Alan solemnly swears, looking in John's eyes.
"Ok, now go down to the kitchen and make some tea for Nix," John smiles as Alan leaves.
"Now Nix, you need to keep an eye on him. Make sure he doesn't get into any fights or let his anger get the better of him. Make sure that you take care of yourself, don't worry too much and don't cry at night, I'll be available at any time if you need me. We can do this, ok?" John inquires.
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"Yeah, we can. Here's a whole bag of seed for the flowers. I've checked with Jeff, TB5 has a mini greenhouse so the flowers can grow up there. Stay safe." I smile, keeping my tears at bay, handing John a bag.
"Thanks Nix, I will. I have to go now, but stay strong, my darling Phoenix. I love you." John declares, kissing my cheek.
"I love you too. Now go, you have less than a minute to get down there." I exclaim. John smiles at me before running off. I laugh as I hear Virgil crash into a wall dodging his older brother. I stay in John's room, watching TB3 take off from his balcony. The moment the craft is out of sight, I break down crying. I collapse onto the metal balcony floor, not caring that it was starting to get cold. I can hear Virgil and Alan laugh, probably joking around. I can hear them getting louder, until it gets really quiet. The only thing that I can hear are my sobs. Then, I feel two warm figure engulf me in a massive hug. It's Ali and Virgil. Virgil gently lifts me up and carries me into my room, setting me in my bed. Alan trails along behind us, carrying some of my favourite herbal tea. I quickly drink it all before starting to drift to sleep, Alan lying down beside me. Virgil pulls out a blowup bed, quickly sets it up before settling down to sleep beside my bed, ready to comfort me when needed.
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