WOW! There was a lot of support for that last chapter! I'm glad everyone enjoyed it :)

This will be the last chapter I'm sad to say, I hope Gordon fans will be happy to know that I will be doing a one shot on him next due to a request from a guest reviewer. So look out for that!

Please read and review, and I hope you enjoy it :)

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Michael froze at the voice, slowly turning around to find John standing in the doorway, his little fists held up in front of him as John tried to look as threatening as possible. Michael gripped his cane and grimaced at the boy, "John?"

John frowned, "Yep…now let my family go!"

"I was told that you were dead…"

Parker scowled at this, "By who, those thugs you sent h'after 'im? H'I think you'll find that they lied h'if they told you that John was dead…when h'I left them with severe concussions, John was very much h'alive. H'a slight cut to the h'upper h'arm, but nothing serious…"

Michael frowned in confusion, thinking back to when Sid and Ed returned from their little…mission.

…Flashback…..

Michael grinned as the paramedics rushed Jeff off to the hospital, a nice wad of money in their pockets to ensure that they didn't say anything about the missing body. He made a mental note to himself to pay off the coroner, so that he would say John died of internal bleeding instead of whatever way his men killed the child. Speaking of the devils…where are they?

Michael glanced around the area, pausing when he saw someone dart back into an alleyway. Checking to see that no-one was around, he slowly made his way over. Upon arriving, he sighed. "Sid. Ed. Thank goodness, I'm assuming the job is done?"

Sid nodded, "Yeah, boss…." He held up a bloody knife, "…Run him right through."

Michael smiled, "Excellent…" He glanced around, "So…where's the body?"

Sid and Ed turned to each other in shock before staring back at Michael, "We-we didn't know you wanted it Boss. We put him and some rocks in a bag and threw him in the river…no one will find it, we swear!"

Michael rubbed the bridge of his nose, "You idiots! How the hell am I meant to bribe the coroner to say John died of internal bleeding, when we don't even have a body as proof?!"

Sid and Ed shrugged as Michael rolled his eyes, "Do you know how much money I'm going to have to spend now, in order to properly convince the coroner to say what I want?"

"Err, a lot Boss?"

"Exactly, a lot! The extra is coming out of your paycheck!" Michael yelled at them, taking some satisfaction in the way his two employees flinched. Focusing on the two men, he frowned as he spotted that they each had a large bruise on their forehead. "What happened?"

They frowned so Michael gestured to his forehead, "I didn't realise that John was such a karate kid. Those bruises look quite nasty…"

Sid laughed, "O them! Nah, we just weren't paying attention and walked into a lamppost…"

"Both of you?"

"Yes?"

Michael sighed, he knew they weren't telling him the truth, but what could he do about it. Chances are, even if John was the reason behind those marks, they probably over-powered him. At that moment, the three of them were joined by Mindy.

"The cameras have been wiped Sir…" She began, "…it looks like a virus erased the footage, so no suspicion should fall on any of us."

Michael nodded, "Excellent…now all we have to do, is wait for Jefferson to die and the company will be up for the taking."

….End Flashback…

Michael scowled as the pieces began to fall into place, "Note to self…" he muttered, "…if you want a job doing properly…do it yourself." As he moved forwards to try and grab the child, John was suddenly hoisted up in the air by one of the guards, who had recovered from his nasty shock.

"I've got him Boss!" the man grunted as John squirmed in his arms.

Michael began to slow clap, "Well done…I'm so glad you idiots are able to handle a small child! A young woman and an old man are clearly too much for you, but thank God you can handle him!" He placed his hands together, as if praying, ignoring Parker's incredulous outburst of "OLD MAN?!"

The guard looked unsure to whether or not he should reply to Michael's sarcastic commentary. His grip loosened on John, who took his chance. Squirming furiously, he managed to bring his elbow up out if the grip and rammed it backwards, cracking it against the guards chin. The man yelped in pain, bringing both hands up in order to cradle it.

Due to this, John fell to the floor, scrambling to get to his feet as Michael growled in anger. "For God's sake, GRAB HIM!"

But it was too late, John shot off down the hallway, yelling behind him as he went. "Can't catch me! Can't catch me!"

Michael gripped his cane in his hand, and decided to go after him. He gestured at the large group of people in the room. "They go nowhere! Do you understand me?!" He yelled at the guards, one of which who was just waking up, "You have guns, shoot them if necessary!"

The guards nodded as Michael rushed after John, his cane clicking against the ground as John pushed open the doors to the stairs and began to run down them. Michael sighed, "Cute…the elevator is right there though!"

….

John wheezed as he reached the bottom of the stairs in record time, his lungs aching with the strain of running away from Michael. "Scott…eat your heart out…" he panted, smiling as remembered how much Scott would tease him about his lack of sporting ability and his clumsiness when he did try.

Suddenly, he heard the elevator arrive further down the hallway. He winced as he set off towards the entrance of the hospital, darting by a couple of guards as he did so.

Sadly, he wasn't quick enough.

Just as he reached the entrance, he felt a hand grab the back of his hoodie and haul him off of the floor, spinning him around so that John could look Michael in the eye.

"You little shit!" growled Michael as he shook John, who had begun to cry slightly, "You think you can stop me? Everyone already thinks you're dead…I'm sure I can make it permanent! And when I'm done with you, I'll finish off the rest of your family!"

Just as Michael finished the sentence, he was alarmed to see John grinning at him. Seconds later, there was another voice. "Michael Davis! Put the child and the cane down or we will be forced to shoot!"

Slowly, Michael turned his head to see a barricade of policemen and SWAT members, all of which were pointing guns at him. Out of shock he dropped John to the ground and held up his hands in surrender. "W-what?" he gasped, confusion clear on his face.

He heard John giggle from behind him, "I called the police when Penny and Parker were getting into the w-room. I'm not an idiot you know! I wasn't gonna twy…try and defeat you by myself! The lady on the phone seemed ve-ry surp-rised to hear f-rom me!" John exclaimed, being very careful to place emphasis on his R's.

Michael just stared at the police, who were beginning to move closer, handcuffs at the ready. Michael sighed, "Bugger…"

…

Jeff grinned as his Gordon and Alan began to pester the officers who had made their way to the room in which they were staying. The officers were expecting to encounter guards in their room, however, due to Parker's quick thinking and Lady Penelope's charms, the guards were on the floor…under Penelope and Parker's shoes.

Gordon and Alan had recovered from the shock of being held captive very quickly, and the poor officers were beginning to look over-whelmed at the attention.

"Alright, alright boys…" laughed Jeff, "…let the poor men do their jobs."

The boys slowly made their way back to their mother, who was pacing the floor near the paramedics. "Where is he?" She muttered, "Where's Johnny?"

Scott and Virgil shrugged as they watched Michael Davis being led into a police van. "Dunno…"answered Scott, "…but Michael is going to jail, so he must have done something…right?"

Lucy shook her head, "He could still be hurt though!"

Silence.

Jeff knew that his wife was right…there was the chance that John had been seriously hurt whilst trying to get away from Michael, or even killed! Jeff sighed. The police weren't saying anything and there had been no sign of John since he'd appeared in the doorway.

Suddenly the family heard quick footsteps echoing throughout the corridors, followed closely by a tiny voice. "MOMMY! DADDY!"

Lucy gasped and ran out into the hallway, just in time to catch a small body that launched itself at her. "Johnny!" she cried, falling to her knees as her son sobbed into her shoulder.

"Mommy, mommy! I was so scared!" John sobbed, as Lucy lifted herself and John up off of the floor. She walked back into the room, only for the two of them to be bombarded by four boys who were babbling and chattering to John.

Despite them being very happy to see their brother, Lucy walked straight over to Jeff's bed and gently placed John down beside him. John huddled into himself as his Dad gently placed an arm around his shoulder in order to encourage John to lie down beside him. "Hey…" cooed Jeff soothingly, "…hey, it's alright Starman. You've had a very stressful few weeks haven't you?"

John stared at his Dad, tears still falling down his cheeks and nodded. Jeff smiled as he began to stroke John's hair, his other arm diving under the covers in order to pull out John's toy astronaut. John reached out for it, a teary smile on his face. "Neil!"

Jeff laughed as he handed to toy over to John, "Yeah. This brave astronaut of yours…he saved me. He protected me whilst I wasn't feeling well…I bet he learnt that off you."

John shook his head. "No…he learnt it off you…"

…..

Parker and Penelope smiled at the scene, before Penelope sighed, "You know Parker…you're not as bad as I originally thought. How does a job sound to you?"

Parker glanced at her, "What's the catch m'lady?"

"There isn't one. You get a house, money and food in exchange for helping me with some of my day to day activities. You will be a combination of a butler and a chauffeur. Sound agreeable?"

Parker thought for a moment before nodding in agreement, "H'okay…h'one question though?"

"Yes, what is it?"

"Do h'I 'ave permission to change the colour h'of h'a few h'of your cars?"

"Hmmmm, no. Trust me when I say that you'll get used to it." Penelope glanced back at the Tracy family and smiled, "You know…Lucy was thinking of taking her family on holiday next year. I might recommend a place for her."

"H'o, h'and where were you thinking h'of sending them?"

"Hmmm…skiing perhaps. I have a lovely cabin at a ski lodge in the Alps."

"H'an h'excellent choice m'lady."

…Epilogue…..

"Open Gate F!" Michael glanced up from his book at the cry. It had been 20 years since he was found guilty of attempted murder, assault and the endangerment of a minor and everytime the guard made that announcement, he hoped it was his lawyer, coming to tell him that his request for parole had been granted.

It never was though.

Sighing to himself, Michael turned his attention back to his book. He heard footsteps approach his cell until they stopped just outside. Slowly, he raised his head in order to see who it was and found himself pleasantly surprised. "Jefferson! How lovely, I very rarely get visitors you know…strange."

Jeff grimaced, "Yeah, trying to murder a child does paint a negative image of you."

"Hmmm, how is John by the way? From what I recall, he wasn't the best at social situations….desk job I assume?"

"No. NASA identified John as a genius and brought him on to their programme at quite an early age. He's in space right this moment on a…special project."

"How wonderful…O, I heard about your wife, very sorry to hear what happened to her."

"Your condolences aren't required…"

"Then why are you here?"

"…I heard about the diagnosis. Cancer…fourth stage. Six months to live."

Michael bowed his head, "Come to gloat have we Jefferson Come to watch me die?"

Jeff shook his head, "No…I'm not that sort of person. I guess I just wanted to see if you had any remorse about what happened all those years ago…"

Silence

Jeff sighed, "Yeah…I didn't think so" And with that he walked away, the echoes of guards' commands ringing throughout the prison.

It's strange what ends someone's life…can also bring closure to another.