#and scott the son who he abandone around like age 8 is like: wow who knew you could do that? I'm not going to hold my breath for anything

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The Equalizer (1985): Season 1 Episode 1 Introduction of Scott McCall played by William Zabka.

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Master of Deflection - Part 2

This is for you @ak47stylegirl and anyone else who enjoys Alan whump/smothering. Of course, there will be some extra Virgil in there too, because I just love the big guy.

As a friendly reminder, I originally came from the TOS and TB 2004 era. I’ve tried to write a few TAG point of views, but my comfort zone is the previous. This will take place with Gordon as the redhead, and I’ve always had Virgil as the middle bro. Sorry!

Summary: Being the youngest of five is always hard, especially when they pounce at the slightest hair out of line. Sometimes the art of deflection can sting.

Part 1 | Part 2

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A fuzzy feeling was the first sensation he felt as consciousness welcomed him. Turning to look at the clock on his nightstand, Alan sighed as 8:00 glared back at him. Throwing his back against his bed, the teen groaned quietly. He felt like he had just fallen asleep.

Forcing himself up, Alan sniffled as he noticed his nose was a little runny and his throat felt a little scratchy. Reaching for a tissue, he blew his nose without a second thought. “Maybe my morning run will help clear this fog,” he whispered to himself and quickly dressed into his running clothes.

Alan entered the kitchen and smiled at his father. “Hey, Dad.”

“Morning, Alan,” Jeff greeted as he took a drink of his coffee. “Late night last night. I’m surprised to see you up. I think you’ve beaten all of your brothers.”

“Wow. Been ages since I’ve beaten Scott up,” Alan said as he grabbed a bottle of orange juice and a breakfast bar. “I slept straight through and wanted to catch a run. I’m sure they’ll be down by the time I get back.”

“Well, John said things are quiet,” Jeff smiled. “I think you’re safe to enjoy your run without interruption, son.”

“Thanks, Dad. See you in a bit,” Alan nodded as he took one last bite of his bar.

Jeff watched as Alan made his way down the deck, vanishing into the trees along the path that led to the beach. He smiled as he allowed memories of nostalgia to fill him. Where had the time gone?

“What’s got you so happy this morning, Dad?”

Jeff turned to see his second youngest before him. “Just your younger brother continues to surprise me.”

“What’d the squirt do this time?” Gordon asked curiously as he took a drink.

“Nothing worth sharing,” Jeff sighed. “Going for a swim?” he asked as he noted the redhead’s attire.

“Of course,” Gordon beamed as he slung his towel over his shoulder. “Best physio after such a tough rescue yesterday.”

“You feeling okay, otherwise?” Jeff asked worriedly.

“Back is fine, Dad. I promise. A little stiff, but nothing to worry about. The pool always does the trick,” Gordon winked and headed for the pool. “Headed to the office?” the redhead paused at the door.

���Yes,” Jeff said. “John and I are going to go over the rescue last night. It was a straight forward mission, so I don’t think it’ll be necessary to have everyone there this time. Let you boys unwind a little while we can.”

“Thanks, Dad. We appreciate it. See you later,” Gordon smiled and headed to the pool.

Jeff chuckled at Gordon before heading up the stairs to call John. The plan was to talk about the mission, but the patriarch hoped to let John unwind as well. He knew just the topic to do so.

-TB-

Alan jogged along the sand, each step feeling weighted as he pushed himself toward the next mile. The blonde reduced to a walk as he slowed his breathing. He allowed his mind to wander as he watched the waves crash along the cliffside near the north side of the beach.

Taking a seat in the warm sand, Alan sighed. Apparently, today was going to be a struggle. Running was not proving to be the stress relief that usually worked for him. Today he felt off. His body felt sluggish and tired. Usually, the morning air he inhaled from his runs would wake him up.

Not today.

Placing his head in his hands, he groaned. The sensation made him realize his head was beginning to pound. All the feelings of an incoming headache becoming clear.

“I guess a run isn’t in the cards either.”

Forcing himself up from the sand, Alan made his way back toward the villa. He rubbed the back of his neck, hoping it would help ease the tension he was feeling but felt no relief. All the blonde wanted was meds and his bed again. The first thing he had to do was avoid his nosey older brothers.

“Hey!”

Alan jumped as he turned to see Gordon climbing out of the pool, the jolt sending a small pulse through his head.

“Hey, are you okay?” the swimmer’s concerned voice asked as he got closer.

“I’m fine, Gordon. Just a headache. Once I take something, it’ll go away.”

Gordon eyed Alan with uncertainly. “Are you sure? You look tired and a little pale.”

“Don’t we all,” Alan joked. “It was a late night.”

“Point taken, little brother. Go get something for that head before the smother hens descend.”

“If you need me, I’ll be hiding in my room,” Alan said but looked around cautiously. “That’s between you and me. I don’t need them hunting me down.”

“Aye, aye, captain!” Gordon saluted. “I’ll check on you later.”

“Thanks, Gordo,” Alan replied in appreciation and made his way back into the house. He quietly skirted past his father’s office, where he could hear the voices of his father, Scott, John, and Virgil.

Pushing his door open, he quietly shut it and took in a sigh of relief. The eighteen-year-old couldn’t help but chuckle at himself. He felt like he was ten again sneaking food from the kitchen.

His head pounded once more, quickly reminding him why he needed to be so stealthy. Alan walked into his bathroom and opened a storage drawer. His blue eyes immediately latching onto the meds he needed, ever thankful he had a stash for such occasions.

Grabbing a couple of the pills, he made his way to his nightstand as he opened a new water bottle. Downing the drugs and several gulps of water, Alan laid back on his bed, allowing his eyes to close for a few seconds…. Just a few….

“Alan!” somebody shook him.

Alan opened his groggy eyes, puzzled. “Alan?” Scott called, concerned. Where had Scott come from?

Scott placed a soothing arm along Alan’s shoulder. “Allie, you with me?”

“Scott, what?” Alan asked, confused. He just closed his eyes, hadn’t he?

“Hey, buddy,” Scott smiled, but the worry was visible across his features. “You missed lunch. Gordon said you had a headache and to leave you be, but it’s not like you to sleep the day away. Are you feeling okay?”

Alan slowly pushed himself up from his bed and leaned against his headboard. “I didn’t mean to fall asleep. I’m okay.”

Scott watched him suspiciously. “I don’t know, Allie. You look kind of pale. Maybe Virgil should check you o-“

The emergency klaxon blared across their watches and the house, immediately stealing the words from Scott’s mouth.

Scott stood but looked back at his baby brother with concern once more as the teen moved slowly from the bed. “Alan, maybe you should sit this one out.”

“I’m fine, Scott,” Alan said, shoving his eldest brother out of the way and rushing toward command and control.

“Alan….” Scott continued behind him.

“Scott, I’m fine! I’m only tired from our late night, and my headache caught me off guard. I’m good now,” Alan uttered in frustration. “Just drop it, okay.”

“Alright, but if you start feeling unwell, you better say something,” Scott ordered as they entered the command room.

Alan’s only response was a dangerous glare toward his oldest sibling.

“What do we have, John?” Jeff asked as he met his second eldest’s image before him.

“Northwest Passage just north of Alaska. A cargo ship carrying metallurgical coal has run into trouble. Coast Guard is unable to assist due to another ship underrun,” John reported.

“Is Thunderbird 4 needed?”

“Affirmative, but it is rough seas as an early winter storm has ravaged the area. They’re hoping we can repair the ship,” John added, a layer of annoyance seeping through his voice. “I explained we are more interested in human lives than the precious cargo.”

Jeff smirked in understanding. “F.A.B. Notify the crew we are on our way. Alan and Gordon, you’re with Virgil, and I’m riding with you boys this time. This mission looks like it will require all hands on deck.”

“F.A.B,” his sons each echoed.

Nodding to Brains, Jeff stood inside his portrait. “Thunderbirds Are Go!”

-TB-

Thunderbird 4 dipped into the rocky water with ease. The yellow sub was heading straight for the penetrated ship’s underbelly. “What do you see Thunderbird Four?” Jeff’s voice spoke in Gordon’s ear. Gordon had been sent to investigate the ship's damage while Virgil and Alan went aboard the vessel to persuade the workers onto the rescue platform.

Gordon whistled as his ‘bird’s light illuminated the damage. A large, jagged hole stretched at least a foot of the ship’s belly. “I’m good, but not that good, Thunderbird Two. The damage is too extensive. She’s a lost cause.”

“F.A.B. John notify the Captain it’s time to abandon the ship. Scott, see if you can help steady the ship with a line and coordinate with John. Virgil, Alan, get those workers aboard before she sinks,” Jeff ordered. “Gordon, see if you can help slow the process. Any time you can buy us will be an immense help.”

“F.A.B, Thunderbird 2,” Gordon responded and began analyzing his situation. This was going to be fun...

-TB-

“Sir, I understand your frustration, but there is nothing more we can do for your ship. You must disembark. Your ship will sink,” John explained, trying to hold in his frustration.

“That is unacceptable!” Captain Sterns yelled. “You’re International Rescue. You’re supposed to be able to do anything!”

John looked pointedly at the image of his older brother to the left of him. When the man refused to accept John’s words, the field commander joined the line providing support for his space-bound brother. “We appreciate that sentiment, Captain, but even we have our limits,” Scott responded, taking a deep breath.

“I have a shipment full of coal that my boss is expecting to arrive in Europe. What am I supposed to tell him? I can’t just leave it!”

“I’m afraid that’s exactly what you’re going to have to do. Your crew’s lives are more important,” Scott demanded.

“I can’t!” the Captain’s voice shouted across the line once more. “I’ll be fired!”

“We can’t work miracles!” Scott screamed back.

“Scott!” John admonished. “Captain Sterns, with all due respect, you are running out of time. Our operative in Thunderbird Four is currently trying to give us more time, but even that won’t be much. You must get your men off that ship now! For the sake of their lives and our operatives who are risking their lives to save yours. You must see reason in that.”

“You called us for help,” Scott added, finding his calm. “Please let us do our job.”

The Captain remained silent on the line before emitting a long sigh. “Fine, we will leave.”

“Thank you, Captain,” John acknowledged. “We will begin to load your men aboard our craft immediately. Please make your way to the deck now. Our operatives will be waiting for you.”

“Understood,” Captain Sterns responded and closed the line.

John quickly turned back to the image of his older brother before him. “What the hell, Scott! What was that?”

“I’m sorry, John. I shouldn’t have lost it like that.”

“You’re just lucky Dad wasn’t on the line,” John said, shaking his head. “I better report to him. I’ll be sure to keep your incident out of the conversation.”

Scott nodded in appreciation. “Thanks, John.”

“You owe me,” the blonde exhaled.

“I know. Just add it to my list.”

-TB-

Alan helped Virgil load another round onto the rescue platform as a burst of cold water surrounded them. “Go! I’ll stay down here with them,” he yelled across the com as the boat swayed side to side.

Virgil hesitated but nodded as he shut the door to the platform and initiated the mechanism that rose them into the belly of Thunderbird 2. Once aboard the green Thunderbird, Virgil led them to the safety of the cargo hold. He provided thermal blankets to those who needed them before heading back to the platform for what he hoped was the last round of crew members.

The sea was anything but a friend right now. Fierce northerly crisp winds sliced across the area, each new gust rocking the doomed ship at a sickening pace. Each minute the engineer could tell the ship was sinking lower and lower into the ocean.

Heading back down the platform, he watched Alan as he helped a crew member up who had fallen on the floor deck as another wave violently splashed aboard. Fifteen crew members were remaining, including the somewhat disgruntled Captain.

The rescue platform came to a halt. Virgil opened the door and nodded to Alan. “Alright, let’s get the last of you on here, and we’ll have you warm and secure.”

Most of the crew members were agreeable. They were cold and tired and ready to be anywhere else. Captain Sterns, however, continued to hope they could help him transport part of his shipment.

“Sir, we must go.” Virgil heard Alan tell the older man, who reluctantly climbed aboard the platform. Virgil patted Alan along the back as he helped his baby brother into the platform and lifted them toward Thunderbird 2.

“You’re soaked, kiddo,” Virgil said, nudging his little brother.

“Yea,” Alan sighed as he noticed the water collecting around his boots. “You’re not much better.”

“We’ll have to change once we have the passengers secured,” Virgil realized. “Don’t need either one of us catching a cold, huh?”

Alan smiled but didn’t respond as the bay door sealed below them. Stepping forward, the youngest Tracy opened the gate to the platform and helped escort the remaining crew to the holding area while Virgil informed their father they were secure.

Captain Sterns grabbed his arm as the teen prepared to head toward his brother. “Kid, there’s plenty of room to store a few loads of my shipment. It’ll only take us a few minutes to load it onto your platform. It’ll be easy, I promise.”

Alan shook his head, trying to hide his dislike for the man. The guy didn’t know how to take no for an answer. “Sir, we can’t do that. Now, please just take a seat, and we’ll arrive in Prudhoe Bay in no time.”

Captain Sterns clenched his fists in anger and reached inside his jacket. Before Alan knew it, he felt the cold metal of a gun forced against his back, as the Captain grabbed his left arm forcefully. “We aren’t leaving without it. My life depends on it and now so does yours.”

TBC…

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Saving Grace - Part 8

Summary: Steve leaves you and your son to go back to Peggy unaware your pregnant.

Your heartbroken and struggling without Steve until Bucky Barnes steps up to help you out. With you and Bucky growing closer everyday will he be your saving Grace?

"Steve....."

"Hey sweetheart" he said smiling at me and all i could think was...."That fucker is actually smiling at me as if i should be happy to see him!!!".

"You girls okay out there?" I heard Bucky call through teasingly, unaware of what fresh hell we were about to face.

"Is that Buck?....." Steve asked trying to look around me into the house.

"No Buck everything is not okay out here...." i called back shaking my head.

"Ain't you gonna invite me in? Or give me a hug a least?"

"Are you out of your fucking mind???!" i said quietly so Harrison wouldn't hear me "why would i ever do that???"

"I thought you'd be happy to see me..."

"Hey doll, whats wrong?" Bucky came marching through from the kitchen but stopped when he saw his old best friend stood in front of me "What the fuck....."

"Hey Buck"

"You have got some fucking nerve showing up here Steve" Bucky said stepping in front of me at the door.

"I just wanted to see my family..."

"The family you left you mean?"

"I made a mistake...."

Before i even realised what happened Bucky lunged towards Steve punching him in the face, it took Steve by surprise so much that he fell back on his ass.

"I would've done that sooner but i couldn't hit an old man"

"Okay.... i deserved that" Steve nodded getting to his feet brushing himself down "Y/N.... please can we talk?"

"I've got nothing to say to you Steve"

"What about Harrison? I wanna see my son"

"Tough shit! You need to leave, you shouldn't have come here Steve..... haven't you hurt us enough"

"Baby I'm so sorry, please..." he reached for me but i shoved him back as hard as possible.

"Don't!....don't you touch me. And don't call me baby!" I said through gritted teeth as i poked his chest "you should go before Wanda gets here, trust me when i say Bucky went easy on you compared to what she'll do"

"Too late" Bucky chuckled seeing Wanda pull into the driveway.

"Oh shit..." i heard Steve mumble under his breath as the red haired woman practically flew out of the car.

"What are you doing here!!!!.... you have got some nerve Steve Rogers!"

"Wanda i just wanted my family back"

"YOUR FAMILY!??..... you mean the family you abandoned for some piece of ass you liked a 100 years ago?!!!"

"I know. I know i fucked up...."

A flash of red suddenly hit Steve in the chest sending him sprawled across the lawn.

"Wanda.... Wanda stop" i said stepping up and taking her hand "his not worth it, go inside and see the kids"

"Your not wanted here" she said to Steve looking at him in disgust before disappearing inside.

"Just go Steve" i said shaking my head as i turned to go inside.

"She said kids....what did she mean by that?...."

"Nothing that concerns you"

"Peter told me you were pregnant" Steve said quickly making me turn to face him again "is it mine?"

"No she's not"

"She's mine" Bucky stepped up pulling me into his side to hold me close.

"What?? Are you telling me you two are together???" Steve asked sounding winded by the blow he received from Wanda.

"Yeah we are"

"How could you?! His my best friend!!....Bucky you went after my girl?"

"I cant even deal with you Steve...... you have no right what so ever to get pissed at us!! YOU LEFT US!!!" I yelled.

"Mama?" I heard Harrison say from behind suddenly, followed by Wanda who was holding Grace "Sweetie come back inside please" Wanda said to him but he was stood staring at Steve.

"Wow.... his got so big.... hey pal" Steve smiled at his son who was clutching his dinosaur teddy close "Why don't you come give your dad a hug huh?"

"No!" Harrison said before rushing to Bucky who scooped him up in his arms.

"Its okay buddy, lets go inside" Bucky rubbed his back gently. Steve looked heart broken at the rejection of his son but it was no one else's fault but his own.

"Go home Steve" Bucky said before leading us all back inside.

I was pacing the kitchen feeling the rage coursing through my body, Wanda was sat with the kids in the living room while Bucky stood looking out the kitchen window with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Is he still out there?"

"Yep, just leaning against his car" Bucky grumbled "i just wanna go out there and smash his face in!"

"I know but its not worth it Buck" i said walking over to him, i pulled at his arms making him unfold them so i could wrap myself around him, his arms automatically pulling me against him.

"You okay doll?" He asked pressing a kiss to the top of my head.

"Not at all.... but being in your arms helps" i sighed "Opening that door and seeing him looking like that.... was like a punch to the face"

"I bet, i can't believe he had the nerve to show up here unannounced expecting you to be happy to see him.... always was a punk" he said as his hand stroked up and down my back.

"Somethings never change huh?"

"Well, somethings do.... how does he even look like him again anyway?"

"If i had to guess? The Quantum Realm...."

"But how? I thought they used that for time travel"

"Yeah but when they were first trying to work out how to travel back in time, before Tony showed up and saved the day, Bruce got it wrong.... ended up pushing time through Scott instead of Scott through time. Its all really complicated trust me.... long story short he turned Scott into various different ages"

"Wow...."

"Thats the only thing that makes sense to me"

"But why now...Why has he only done this now?"

"Because Peggy died?.... his all alone again.... maybe he wants to see how different his life would be with us now his experienced his dream life with her!"

"Maybe" he nodded suddenly looking more concerned than angry.

"What is it Buck?"

"Its just.... Steve's back now and i..."

I looked up at Bucky and smiled, reaching up on my tiptoes i kissed him.

"I love you Bucky, him coming back doesn't change anything with us"

"You sure doll?.... what about Harrison and Grace?"

"You saw Harrison's reaction to seeing Steve, he run to you Buck. And Grace is yours remember" i shrugged "i wont let Steve tear this family apart"

"Me either".

After sharing a deep and passionate kiss i reluctantly pulled myself out of Bucky's arms to go check on the kids and Wanda while Bucky called Sam to get him to come get Steve. Harrison was sat next to Wanda on the sofa watching his cartoons while Grace was sleeping in her arms.

"Hey Wan, thanks for watching them" i smiled at my friend sitting down in the armchair next to her.

"Its not a problem, how are you doing sweetheart?"

"Okay considering" i scoffed "why couldn't he just stay away? Does he enjoy messing with my head?"

"I don't think Steve even knows what he wants" she said sadly.

"Thats the problem really isn't it, its always what Steve wants. He wanted to be with her....so he left us. Now He wants us so he turns up expecting a warm welcome???.... I'm so angry Wanda. I think I'm more angry now then when he left us"

"Thats understandable"

"Things are so good with Bucky at the moment as well.... i can see his worried that I'm gonna go running back to Steve now his back" i said wiping a tear from my face "id never do that, i really do love him Wan. I thought i loved Steve but what i feel for Bucky.... god its so much more.... and thats even before the sex"

Wanda chuckled "i honestly love the two of you together. Your relationship is stronger on an emotional level, but im guessing your looking forward to the physical stuff huh?"

"Wanda!" I laughed gasping in shock.

"What? Have you forgotten what you told me that day at the BBQ....not only did you tell me but i got a look inside that dirty mind of yours Y/N....and let me just say, wow!"

"Believe me i haven't forgotten!" I threw my head back with a moan "Its so much worse now!"

"Oh really?"

"So much worse!" I laughed looking over at her "I'm so glad your good with the kids because as soon as I've recovered from giving birth, you are babysitting so i can have some alone time with that man of mine"

"Just say the word and I'm there!" She smiled.

"What are you ladies gossiping about now?" Bucky came walking into he living room and perched on the arm of my chair.

"Nothing...."

"Oh really?" He raised his eyebrows teasingly making me blush.

"You heard all of that didn't you?"

"You bet your ass i did, i didn't mean to its just I've got good hearing"

"Hmm okay"

"I want to hear more about what happened at the BBQ though"

"I'll tell you later"

"You better!" he smirked before reaching down to kiss me.

"Fine. So is Sam on his way?"

"Yep he wont be long"

"Good, i want him gone. Its weird that his just standing there, I'm not letting him in so I'm not sure what his doing".

"Probably hoping you'll feel bad for him and let him in" Wanda said rolling her eyes.

"Not gonna happen!" I scoffed, why would i feel sorry for him.... he made his bed now he had to deal with consequences.

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