A/N I'm glad you liked what has been done so far! I apologise for the long gaps In between chapters but I have been working on my costumes for my favourite event coming up this weekend! I am so excited and I know I'm not the only one.

To all of you your responses to chapter 5 were well received and here for you all is chapter 6!!! ENJOY

Friends in high Places

He has a shiny head.

Scott, Astin and Tommy were in a cell in the corner of a large room; People walked past doing their jobs holding papers and clipboards. The hood sat in a swivel chair rubbing his chin with glee ready to send a message to an old friend of his. Transom was sitting at her console tapping in figures and words that to the normal eye made no sense but to her this was her second language. Mullion a big beefy bloke dressed in black stood on a walkway at the back of the room watching every little thing that went on, like a hawk looking for its prey!

"Hello, Juff my old friend, how are you this evening?" Said the Hood as a face appeared on the large viewer at the front of the room.

"What the hell do you want?" said Jeff peering back through the screen.

"Are we missing anyone this evening?" Said the hood smiling like a Cheshire cat.

"That's none of your business!" Replied Jeff with a puzzled expression on his face.

The hood turned his head in to the direction of the cell and Jeff looked, he saw his son and the two pilots in the cell, Astin looked like hell and Tommy and Scott were hardly standing, they obviously gave a good fight before being captured.

"SCOTT!" yelled Jeff.

"Oh shit it's the old man, I hope he doesn't see I'm pissed!" whispered Scott to Tommy.

"Hey Mr Tracey and how are you this fine evening?" Said Tommy, while waving at the screen, he said it in a yobish voice, as he truly had no idea where the hell he was.

"If you would like to see your son again, come ALONE to the docks by the airbase in 1 hour!" Said the hood.

"Don't worry about me dad I'll be fine!" Scott paused, as he had fallen backwards. "Who the fuck moved the wall?" finished Scott and with that the screen was turned off.

Back on Tracey Island

Alan, Gordon and Virgil ran into the office and Jeff had John on the Vid COM in Thunderbird 5.

"Dad you look worried, what's up?" Said Virgil as he saw the worry in his father's face.

"The hood has Scott, Tommy Pearl and Astin held captive" he said, he paused for a moment and then added. "By the looks of it they have had the crap kicked out of them and I think Tommy and your brother are suffering from a slight concussion!"

"Shit!" Said John.

"Shit indeed!" Added Jeff.

"What do you want us to do dad?" Said Alan ignoring the fact that his dad and John both swore, which never happens to them.

"I have to meet him alone in an hour if I want to see Scott again!" Said Jeff.

"Well I will watch you from up here dad and I'm sure we can do something about this and you are not going to go by yourself." Said John, almost taking command of the situation.

"I have to go by myself." He insisted.

"I don't give a damn you are NOT going Alone and that is final Dad!" This was an order and the boys looked very surprised, but listened as John took control of the situation and started barking orders to them knowing that their father was way to worried about Scott's condition to use his brain.

Back at the hood's secret hideout

As they sat in the cell, Astin had his hands covering his mouth, as he felt a little bit sick, Tommy Covered his eyes, as the room had started spinning. Scott sat and covered his ears to make sure he couldn't here the horrid voice of the hood, as in his drunken state he started to sound like Dr Evil from the Austin Powers spoof films.

The door to the cell was opened and a trolley was pushed in, Scott looked up and saw a young woman, with short spiked brown thin wire glasses and a long white lab coat. Under that lab coat she had the very same Henchman's uniform that mullion and so many others wore around them. She placed a plate of food and a bottle of water in front of each of them and smiled at Scott as their eyes met. Scott smiled back and touched her hand as the plate was placed in front of him; she went red in the cheeks and was about to say something when...

"Angelina, I need your opinion on this simulation I'm running!" Came the harsh and unmistakable voice of Transom.

Tommy snorted and said "Angelina Ballerina, Ha ha!"

"Tosser!" she said as she kicked over Tommy's bottle of water and then left the cell.

"I think you hurt her feelings Tommy!" said Scott to his cellmate.

"What feelings? She is a Henchman for the bad bald guy if you haven't noticed!" he said back

"I think you should be politically correct and call her a henchwoman, as she clearly is not a man!" Said Scott using his hands to imitate the figure or curves of a woman.

"You never change do you mate?" stated Tommy.

"What do you mean I haven't changed? Changed into what? These are the only clothes I brought with me!" Said Scott looking very confused.

"Well back in the day's of you and me" started Tommy but Scott suddenly cut him off.

"We were never, a couple and I am not gay!" Said Scott totally getting the wrong end of the stick and waving his finger at Tommy.

"No you ninny, when you were in the airforce! Anyway you would go for anything in a skirt when you got hammered." Finished Tommy looking at his plate of very inviting mush.

"She is not wearing a skirt she has on a lab coat" Said Scott as he tried to figure out how to open the bottle of water that sat in front of him.

Tommy started to shake his head as he put it back into his hands; he then started to hum the tunes from grease that he had been singing earlier. Astin lay back and as his legs flung forward the plate of food flew against the bars and made a tremendous mess on the floor. Scott was still trying to figure out how to drink from the bottle of water, he hadn't noticed that, he only had to pull the top up to make it work.

Back on Tracey Island

Brains aid he would take over from John in thunderbird 5 so that they had all the hands they needed, but John insisted that they did not have the time for the exchange to happen before Jeff had his meeting.

It was decided Jeff would take Thunderbird 1 and then land in a special place close to the meeting and then walk the rest of the way. Brains was in charge of monitoring Jeff and had put a small undetectable device on Jeff's person to make sure that he could keep an eye on him. John would keep a lock on him using the technology available to him on Thunderbird 5 and then tell the others if he saw something. Gordon, Virgil and Alan would be close by in Thunderbird 2 to see what was going on and be ready if John or Brains felt that Jeff was in trouble or being moved.

"Okay people does everyone know what they are supposed to do?" Said John.

"Yes John!" this came from everyone except brains.

"Brains do you know what you are in charge of?" Said John trying to make sure the plan would go off with out a hitch.

"Y Y Yes John, I do." Brains didn't like the idea of him being relied on in extreme situations, even though he was very capable of doing what was needed and well he just didn't like it.