Megan's POV

"So I am confused. You say it is our fault, but at the same time it is not?" Lee asked Marc, his arms crossed.

"Well yes." Marc sighed. "Do I need to explain it all over again?"

"That would be nice." I said to my brother. Okay, I know you are smart, but speak in English!

"Okay, I will try in simpler terms." Marc sighed.

"Great." I said to Marc, crossing my arms and tapping my foot impatiently.

"Okay, so the only thing that would cause to run away was us. I know this because nothing else in his life is abnormal. His teachers teach him different, he has things he wants, and we know he is not a cry baby about not getting stuff he wants. So the only people to chase him out of the house is…" Marc was cut off by Lee.

"Us."

"Well yes. It would be his family to drive him away and because we know our parents would never cause Tony to run away, it had to be us." Marc said sadly. "But, if you think back. We have not done anything to bad that we know of to Tony. At least to make him run away."

"What about that failed mission not too long ago?" Lee asked. I could hear guilt leaking out of his voice clearly.

"I considered that as well." Marc told Lee. Judging by the tone of my brother's voice, I could tell he was feeling guilty about that too. I sighed quietly to myself. I guess we were hard on him.

"But I think it was not that, I asked Tony about that situation that night, he said he was fine and I could tell he was not lying. That or he was not as upset as he let on in the first place." Marc said, bring me back to reality.

"Okay, so what was the reason?" I asked, getting slightly impatient.

"Either we are missing something or Tony thinks he is mad at us. As in, someone could have made it sound like we were upset with him or maybe he overheard us talking about something else that made him react the wrong way when we weren't even talking about Tony." Marc replied.

Marc's POV (Third Person)

Marc looked at his siblings seriously; they really needed to figure out what happened to Tony quickly. Maybe it would be too late by the time they figured it out, maybe he was…No! Tony is not dead. I am sure of it. Marc thought, confidence coursing throughout his veins.

All of a sudden, the three spiez in the kitchen were sucked in through the fridge. Another Whooping. Marc thought with a quiet sigh to himself. He was too depressed and too in thought to think about the slide that was sending them to Whoop Headquarters.

The next thing Marc knew, he was sitting on the whoop couch, looking up at Jerry.

"Spiez, I have news. The letter that was addressed to Tony was some sort of thing he won. All we could get from it was that he won a plane ticket." Jerry informed the spiez.

Marc's eyes widen slightly. He smiled slightly. We have a lead now.

Lee got to his feet and balled his fist in the air. It was clear he was determined. "Come on spiez, we got a little brother to find."

Tony's POV

Oh, my head. I moaned quietly and sat up, rubbing my head. Where am I? I had no idea. I was in some sort of house. I got to my feet and explored, where ever I was. I was in some sort of room. I tipped my head to one side. How did I get here? I wondered.

All of a sudden, a woman walked into my room. At first, I was alarmed, I was ready to fight if needed, but I was too lightheaded to stand straight on my own two feet. Then the women smiled at me.

"Be calm dear. I am not here to hurt you. In fact, I saved your sorry butt!" The women told me. I was confused once more.

"What are you talking about?" I asked the women.

The Women frowned. "You were attacked by some strange man. Seeing as I used to have kids… She broke off for a second, and then went on "You were in trouble and I could not let you get hurt. I know I do not know you and you do not know me but I have a soft spot for kids. Why were you at the airport alone? I asked if anyone knew you, no one did. Seeing as you were knocked out and no one knew you, I had no choice but to bring you back to my place." She smiled once more. Amusement danced in her eyes. "If I go to court for stealing a kid, you will speak for me, right?"

I giggled slightly at that, sitting back down on the bed in the room. Then I grew more serious. I had to act mature or this lady will turn me in for sure.

"What is your name dear." The women asked. "I am Lisa."

"Uh…" I paused, was it wise to tell a stranger my name?

"I promise I will not hurt you. If I do, you have permission to call the police on me." Lisa said, tossing me a phone. I narrowed my eyes at Lisa then pressed a button on the old cell phone. It works! I thought in shock. Okay, I guess I trust her… I thought, still uncertain.

"I am Tony." I told Lisa, holding out hand then grimacing at the new pain. I held my arm as pain shot up it in waves,

"That man who grabbed you must have hurt you." The women whispered nicely. She then gently placed her hand on my bad arm. I flinched slightly.

"It is not broken. Just a pulled muscle and a bad scratch. You will be fine with rest." Lisa said, applying ointment to my open wound. Thank Gawd it did not sting!

"Alright, now, explain Tony." Lisa said her voice Harding. "Are you hear alone?"

I hesitated. "Yes I…" I scratched the back of my head sheepishly with my good hand. "Will you promise not to send me back from where I came from?"

"That would be hard seeing as I do not even know where you live." Lisa reminded.

"Right… hey, where is my backpack?" I asked.

"That person who tried to take you stole a lot of the stuff out of it. I did not pay attention to what he stole though what is left of it is in the closet. Now answer my question." Lisa told me, I could tell she was getting slightly impatient.

"I… I ran away. I am from across the country. I ran away from life because… of my siblings." I whispered, the memories coming back. A few tears threatening to fall.

Lisa was silent for a moment. I felt her put a comforting hand on my shoulder and rub it tenderly. Like a mother comforting her child.

"Tony, explain. I mean, if they just teased you, then won't it be harsh to run away." She paused, "But is something more than that, right?"

I nodded and sniffed. "Yeah, it goes like this."

Flashback- Tony's POV (Third person)

Tony was walking to his locker. It was just about the end of the day. Soon the bell would ring signaling freedom. They make this school thing to long. Tony thought, grabbing his backpack and slamming his locker shut.

Finally, the end of school bell rung. Tony smiled before walking away from the lockers and toward the front of the school. He spotted his siblings on in front of the steps of the school. Wonder how they got out so early. Tony shrugged and slowly pushed open the door to the school only to stop. His siblings were talking about him. Why? Curious, Tony leaped into some nearby bushes for cover; he peered out from the bush, his eyes narrowed.

"I can't believe Jerry made us team up with Tony! He is so complained and worthless." Tony heard Megan complain to their other siblings.

"I agree, we had better ask Jerry if we can have him off of our team." Lee said, crossing his arms.

Tony's eyes widen in shock, they want me… off the team? But, but why?

"I say we get Jerry to send him away from our family and wipe the memory of everyone he knows. That way, he will have never and never will be again, a part of our lives." That was Marc speaking.

Tony heard his sibling muttering words of agreement to each other. To upset to even go out and confront them himself, Tony leaped out of the bushes and around his siblings and straight home.

He beat his siblings and his parents home. Tony ran upstairs to his room and slammed the door and began to pace the floor. Furious and close to tears.

"How dare they try to get rid of me? What did I do to them?" Tony screeched, then he closed his eyes and let a few tears fall.

Tony looked at his desk and noticed a letter for him. He had read it all already, it had been addressed to him and it had a plane ticket to Oregon with a note that said. 'You are a winner.'

Tony picked up the letter and crumpled it in his hand angrily. I won't stay where I am not wanted! They want me to leave? Well they are getting their wish! I will leave, I just won't tell anyone. I hope they are happy, because they are forcing me to leave my own home.

End of Flashback- Tony's POV

I was in tears by the time I was finished. I was never one to cry, especially in front of people I hardly knew. Only my siblings and my parents have ever seen me cry.

"I guess I can see why you left little one. I would leave too if that was truly the case but…" Lisa used the word that always shown me the bad side, the good side, or both. "Would your siblings really they say that without warning? And who is Jerry?"

"Uh… our coach for… martial arts?" I offered. I forgot I was not talking to a spy.

"Okay. But think a little, would they really do that?" Lisa asked me. I closed my eyes.

"I… am not sure. I mean I guess Marc would not… I mean he would not use science for that!" I admitted. I guess the more I thought about it, the more I realized that nothing made sense.

But I heard what I heard! And for now, that is what I am going off of.

A/N

Okay so now you know why Tony ran away. What you do not know, is why his siblings said that. Oh I know, seeing as I am the author but if I told you, then that would be no fun. ;)

Sorry it took so long. School started back up again and busy once more. Oh and guess what? We just had a speaker today with the most amazing story I have heard! It was so sad, but it gave me an idea for a story in this or maybe in a future story…