Well here's the next bit – sorry about the time it took me to update but I've been busy.

Also rating's up due to some mild language and issues that are beginning to come through.

Reviews: killhill2003 – sorry but I can't and read on to find out if she is indeed okay – and Cap'n Phoenix – you don't have to wonder any more and I am keeping it up

And an additional disclaimer – I don't own Captain Scarlet just as I reference it in this chapter. Right that's sorted

Chapter 5 – Tuesday Evening

Part I – Road to no where

"Shut that brat up will you, she's going to give the game away" said a male voice from the front of the van where Philadelphia was currently being held. She couldn't quite remember a time when she had been as scared as this and was determined to get away from James and his cronies.

James had always terrified her, even before Lucille really started going out with him. He was an ex-boyfriend to Lucille and was obsessively in love with her. He had never quite got over the fact that she had finished with him for good and this was not the first time he had tried to take one of the children away from the family unit.

Last time it had been Alan but they had caught up with him pretty fast and got him locked up with a county judge law against him never to go anywhere near the family again. But then he had gotten out and moved to an unknown location where he could watch and wait for everything to fall into place.

James was the kind of man who appeared to be Mr Perfect or Mr Right on the surface, he was good looking with long black hair and dazzling eyes that seemed to hypnotise any girl he looked at. He was charming and gentle with his words and always a gentleman but as soon as he thought the girl would never leave him he changed. A classic Dr Jeckal and Mr Hyde type. He would use everything in his power to control and keep his girl by his side and everything would have to be just to his liking or else a blow would be dealt.

Lucille had dated him seriously for about six months but then called it quits after he struck Scott for back answering him. Philadelphia had been in the room when it happened and only her screams had alerted the rest of her brothers that their mother was in deadly trouble.

And now, reflected Phil as she struggled vainly against the bonds and gag, she herself was in that situation but with no chance to scream for help. James sat in the seat in front of her and watched carefully through the window, "No drugs, Mac, she's not to be killed" he said in a sickly sweet voice.

"Well what would you have me do with the blighter! She's wriggling harder than a rabid dog" said Mac who was trying to keep Phil still. "Do what you have to, just don't use any drugs on her. Knock her on the head or strangle her until she passes out but just don't kill her. We need the little cow alive" said James, his tone level and unforthcoming with any emotion.

"Don't see as to why. I mean if you say that the woman is as hard as nails then she's hardly likely to – ow you little git!" said Mac as Phil managed to kick him hard on the leg, "Hardly likely to give into any demands for money to get her back" he finished slapping Phil across the face heavily causing her head to hit the side of a metal box.

Stars flashed before Phil's eyes and something started to run down the side of her face but she had no idea of what it was. "Knowing Lucy she will do anything to get this little runt back. She's not only the only girl but also the youngest of the lot. Her brother's adore her to death and would willingly give their lives if it meant that she would live. I admit that I have a small soft spot for her as well – but in a completely different way. Isn't that right my little squishy frog" came James's voice in a soft and sweet tone while he patted Phil's black hair.

Despite the fact that she was fighting off concussion, Phil reacted and kicked out hard just catching James's hand on the back of the seat next to a metal bar. He swore loudly and pulled his hand back to see a small trickle of blood. The backhander made Phil's head collide with the side of the truck and with a half-muffled yelp she went limp and knew no more.

"Little cow's got some spirit in her" said Mac, chuckling at the fallen figure. James scowled, "Too much at times...shame I couldn't have broken her. She would be well on the way to being a criminal mastermind by now. But she's just a stupid little cow who's going to make sure we break Lucille Tracy and Rydal Kyran" his laugh was cruel and deadly.

Part II – Worry and Hurt

Lucille stood by the window and stared out into the fading sunlight. She still didn't want to believe that her only daughter was kidnapped by James, it didn't seem right to her that this had happened at all.

"I've already given a statement to the police, Detective, I really don't want to go through it again" Penny's voice seemed to reach everyone in the room. The Detective smiled as gently as he could, "I am aware that a statement was taken, Miss Penelope but I need to clarify some of the facts. Small details might just make it possible to locate the girl without having to talk to the persons who took her".

Penny looked up at him and nodded, it still seemed far to surreal to have taken place. Slowly she took a deep breath and started once again...

"Phil! Phil! Philadelphia Tracy!" Penny called walking towards the black haired Tracy girl. Jade green eyes turned to her and a smile lit up her face, "Hiya Miss Pen. Sorry I was in a world of my own"

"I gathered as much. What are you doing out here without anyone watching you?" she enquired, but noting the fact that Phil was carrying a green backpack with a picture of the Angel 2 with the word S.I.G printed on it. Penny knew where Phil had been but she always liked to slightly chide the stubborn girl for not taking more care when she was out.

"Just been to Gym class, Miss Pen. I thought I would have a shot to check I hadn't forgotten any of the moves as the team would not be happy with me" came a rather bashful voice that was a little uncharacteristic.

Penny smiled, "Did you tell anyone that you were going to the class?" the answer was well embedded in Penny's mind and the look that Phil gave her was enough to say it without her even opening her mouth. "Phil you can't just go wandering off without telling anyone – it's a good thing I noticed that you had gone before Parker did. He'll have your mother and brothers worried to death by now" her tone should have been more aggressive but it ended up being playful.

Phil rolled her eyes, "Parker should know better by now. Is that why you told him to drop you off at the entrance to the hotel?" the accusation was well made and already judged by the eight-year-old

A curt nod from Penny made for an answer and Phil simply grinned more, "He'll kill you when he finds out Miss Pen" she said. "Don't I know it, anyway young lady we better get you home soon" Penny smiled as Phil's face dropped slightly.

"I suppose but first we need to go and get breakfast!" shouted Phil grabbing Penny's hand and running towards a stall at a quick pace. "Phil!" shot Penny but found it next to impossible not to laugh happily, "You're going to wreak my shoes you little devil"

"And?" Phil's voice was playfully cheeky and she released Penny's hand causing the British blond bombshell to stumble slightly but she was still laughing all of the time. "Philadelphia you are in so much trouble when I get a hold of you!" she called before sitting down on a nearby bench.

Phil waved in acknowledgement and turned back to the vendor who was selling an assortment of freshly backed pastries, chatting on with him as if they had been friends for a long time.

As Penelope watched a dark grey Transit Van crept down the side of the road close to where Phil was. Something seemed to scream at her that not was all well and good and certainly not cricket. "Phil!" she called standing up just as the sliding door of the van opened.

Then everything happened so fast, Phil had turned towards Penny without noticing the man getting out of the van. Instincts flaring, Penelope had started running towards the oblivious child intent of smashing the man in the face. She knew exactly who the man was and yelled "Get away from her James!" before someone caught hold of her arms and held her back.

Phil's scream was one of fear and there was a shout from the vendor and James but Penny could not reach the struggling girl even though her voice was pleading desperately for help.

The last image Penny saw was that of Phil being dragged into the van by another man and James smashing a fist into the vendor's face. The blow came from behind her and she never saw who had held her whilst James took Philadelphia away to an unknown location.

The Detective smiled gently, "Well at least we now know what she was taken away in. But it's still going to take some time to find her. Although they're not common a grey Transit Van will be a fairly common site around London. I'll have my boys look into the leads we've got so far and report back to you soon" he stood up and finished his tea. "Don't worry we'll find the girl come hell or high water. Miss Penelope, Mrs Tracy" he nodded and left.

John rested his head on his mothers arm, feeling totally lost and alone. This wasn't how it was supposed to be – they were meant to be a happy family not one that was filled with grief and worry. He watched carefully as Scott placed his arms around Penny, allowing her to cry onto his shoulder.

Lucy shuddered and John knew exactly what she was thinking about Phil and James but another fear was starting to eat away at all of them. How were the others going to react to learning that Philadelphia was no longer with them?

'Keep up hope, John Tracy. I'll ensure he safety for as long as I breath' said a familiar voice in his mind.

A.N a few new characters and a mixture of twists – amazing what you can create without thinking about anything.

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