A/N: Thanks for the reviews! Shout-out time!

mrs shigwa cobain- I believe you reviewed one of my other stories on here; the RFR one, if I'm not mistaken. Thanks for reviewing this one. Don't worry, I'll develop it more; there's much more to come. I have correct grammar? Damn, that's a new one...

writerchick16- Thanks! I just kind of stumbled upon it (and damn, did that hurt) one night when I was on, and I remembered this story idea. I read a couple, just to see what kind of format they had (including yours: great story!) so I wouldn't mess it up, and then I wrote the first chapter. And you have nothing to worry about: I shall continue!

B Oots- Well thanks! Everything will be revealed in good time. Whoa, when did I start sounding like Fi? (Note to self: watching taped episodes at 3:00 a.m. NOT a good idea)

Chapter Two-Found: One Runaway

(3 MONTHS LATER)

"Ryan!" Fi screamed as she caught sight of her sometime-boyfriend outside of the UC Santa Cruz auditorium. Ryan Ollman smiled as Fi ran to him. "I didn't know you were going to be here!"

"I wanted to keep it a surprise," he said. "So naturally, I didn't tell any of the guys I was planning this." Clu, Carey, and Jack all gave him the death glare, causing the others to laugh as they walked into the building through the stage door.

"So Annie," Ryan said, turning to her, "Are you ready?"

"Ready as I'll ever be," Annie said. "Did Fi tell you about the...you know, thing?"

Ryan nodded as they made their way to the stage. Shortly after Angel Barrett had literally disappeared into thin air, Fi had called Ryan to tell him about it and to ask him what he thought Angel's next move might be. The entire gang had searched for Angel for the past 3 months, with no results, and they figured a genius like Ryan might have some idea. From what little background Fi and Annie managed to find, they discovered that like her parents, Angel loved to sing for crowds; after forwarding this information to Ryan and asking him to find info on any singing competitions/showcases, they decided to come in for a singers' showcase at UC Santa Cruz, figuring that Angel might turn up there.

"She's here," Ryan said simply. "She came in earlier today with her music and a guitar, ready to rehearse. She's on right now." He pointed at the stage, where the group saw a blonde girl finishing up her number. She turned to the side and bent down to put her guitar in its case, and when she had finished, she picked the case up and turned around, locking eyes with Fi. Angel's eyes grew wide, and she turned and ran off the stage in the other direction.

"She saw us," Fi said. "The ball is in her court now."

When she reached the fountain in the middle of the "plaza," as the students called it, Angel turned around to look at the door she had just come out of. "Good," she thought. "They didn't follow me." She sat down on the edge of the fountain to collect her thoughts.

"But they DID follow me to Santa Cruz. Why would they have done that? I'm no one special. Sure, they knew my parents, but other than that, why? Maybe it's because they have nothing better to do, or maybe..." Angel stopped. She had thought of something else, another possible reason for them trailing her.

"Maybe they saw me disappear."

A/N 2: Sorry this is so short. Couldn't think of much to write for it. Next chapter will be longer, I promise!