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Saturday, August 11, 2068, 5:50 p.m., Tracy Island
"Tracy One requesting permission to land."
"Permission granted and welcome home!"
"Sweetest words I've heard all day, huh, Kyrano?" Scott asked as he banked the jet around to approach the runway.
"Indeed, Mister Scott. Very sweet." Kyrano, who had piloted part of the way home, gave the young pilot a weary smile. It had been a long week, full of anxiety that had only eased near the end, when it was plain that things were looking up again and the end of the stressful visit was in sight. He enjoyed getting to know his future brother-in-law, his wife and family, and watch his bride-to-be allow herself and her grandchildren to be surrounded by their love and support, support extended to him as well. Jeff himself was enveloped by it when he came to them from the hospital on those rare occasions he could be torn away. Now it is time for us to come together as a family to support each other, and not only ourselves, but Mr. Dominic and Miss Nikki, too. How I wish Tin-Tin were here.
Scott brought the jet down like a feather, earning a pleased smile from his father and a murmured, "Nice landing, son," once he'd taxied the plane into the hangar. The kids got off first, tired, but happy to see their brothers. Brains was there to take over guiding Dianne upstairs. "Dr. Carmichael emailed me and told me you're to go to the sick room..."
"I know, I know," Dianne said with a weary smile. "It was part of my discharge orders, too." She turned to Jeff. "Coming?"
"In a moment, love," Jeff said. Lisa had whispered in his ear that she needed a moment of his time, in private.
"Hey, Spud!" Gordon said with a happy grin as he tousled Tyler's hair. "I think Grandma's got some macaroni and cheese in the oven. Wanna go find out?"
Tyler smiled slightly and nodded, but his lack of enthusiasm was swallowed up by Alex's eager, "Where are the kittens? Are they okay?"
"Yeah, Alex. They're just fine. They're in Grandma's room. We can see them later, okay?"
"Aww, I wanted to see them now!"
"Grandma's making dinner, and she'll want us up there just as soon as we get the luggage squared away," Virgil said. He stacked another bag on the antigravity float, then paused to drop a kiss on Dianne's cheek and whisper, "Welcome home, Mom."
"Thanks, Virgil. It feels good to be home... even if all I've seen of it has been the hangar..."
"And on that note..." Brains said, taking charge of the wheelchair that he'd brought down.
"Jeff?"
"In a moment, love," Jeff said, flashing a smile her way before returning to the conversation with his mother-in-law. "You're sure? He was vomiting?" he asked, lowering his voice.
"Yes, Jeff. Cherie heard him and he admitted it to me," Lisa told him. "I don't know when it started... he wouldn't tell me that. Just said that his tummy hurt -- but somehow, I think there's more to it."
Jeff glanced over at his youngest son, being herded upstairs by Gordon. "I agree. But none of us are in any condition to deal with this right now." He shook his head slowly, then turned back to Lisa. "Thanks for telling me, Lisa. I'll see what I can do."
"If I can be of any help..."
"You already have -- but I'll keep your offer in mind, too." He glanced over again to see that Brains was already wheeling Dianne toward the lift. "I've got to go. See you later."
"Right."
Jeff hurried off in pursuit of his wife, while Alan came up to put an arm around Lisa. "Good to see you again, Grandma P. It feels like ages since we saw each other."
Lisa turned and smiled, giving Alan a firm hug. "Good to see you, too, Alan. Now, let's help get Maggie upstairs and settled, huh?"
"F.A.B."
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