Yakko arrived back at he and Babs' house just as the sun was rising on a new day. He'd spent the better part of the night walking around Toontown in deep concentration, just barely acknowledging the waves and calls from friends and clients in cafes or restaurants as he passed by. Things were beginning to come together in his mind and he was anxious to apologize to everyone he'd hurt in the previous evening. Harpo included.

He took the steps up to the house two at a time, and burst through the door with a booming, "Babs? Harpo? Where are you?"

"Yakko! Thank God," Babs said, jumping up from the couch where two police officers were seated. "Where have you been?"

Yakko looked at the officers and Babs in alarm. "What's going on? What happened?"

"Answer my question first," Babs said, crossing her arms.

"I was at the Blue Martini, and then I took a long walk. Why?"

Babs sighed, irritated, and began to pace. "Figures you'd go get a drink and take a leisurely walk until the sun rose, while Harpo is nowhere to be found."

"Harpo?" Yakko's look immediately changed to one of mild panic. "You mean he isn't here?"

"No, and hasn't been since his father left last night." Babs looked worriedly at the officers. "I called the police after scouring the town and calling everyone we knew. No one has seen him."

"We've got alerts out to the other officers to keep an eye out for someone of his description," said one of the officers. Yakko at once recognized him as Dale and the officer sitting next to him as Robin, two friends Babs and he had made in the course of the extensive dealings with the police as per their law work. Dale sighed. "I'm real sorry, you two. Harpo's a good kid. I know you love him a lot."

"Look, from what Babs has told us, he didn't have any real reason to run," Robin said, looking up with a concern look on her face at both of them. She turned her attention towards Yakko. "Yakko, I'm sorry to have to say this, but at this point we're not ruling out Wakko as the kidnapper."

"Wakko? A kidnapper? Are you insane?" Yakko cried.

"From what we could tell, Wakko came here last night and sort of upset everyone. It's not out of the realm of possibility that he didn't come back later in the night and take his son with him." She bit her lip. "We all know Wakko's done some crazy stuff in the past. Lord knows Dale and I have been called out more than once to settle some dispute concerning him. It's not impossible that he wasn't so angry that he'd do something like that. Especially if he had a few drinks in him."

"Of course he had a few drinks in him," Dale said matter-of-factly, closing his notebook and standing up. "This is Wakko Warner we're talking about here. If it's all right with you two, I'm going to go ahead and issue a warrant for his arrest."

Babs turned away and made her way as quickly as she could to the kitchen. She didn't want anyone to see her tears.

Yakko watched her go and then turned to Dale and Robin with a pleading look in his eye. "Look, he didn't do it. I know he didn't do it."

"We don't know anything. If we did, Harpo might still be here." Dale and Robin began to walk towards the door. "I'd suggest you two stay here, just in case he calls or comes back. We'll tap the phone lines and station a few officers in a car across the street. Above all, stay calm. I know Wakko is sort of screwed up, but I doubt he'd physically harm anyone, least of all a twelve year old boy."

"Look," Yakko said in a desperate voice, running his hands over his face. "I think I know why Harpo left."

Dale and Robin stopped. Babs poked her head out of the kitchen, mopping up her tears with a Kleenex.

"And I don't want my brother to get into any trouble when I know he's innocent." Yakko looked away. "And when I know that it's my fault, not his." He sighed and began to pace. "Look…I said some things to Harpo last night that I shouldn't have. I didn't mean them. I was upset after Wakko left. I guess I just needed someone to vent my frustration to."

Babs ventured out into the living room with a curious look on her face. "What do you mean, Yakko?"

Her earnestness produced shame in Yakko, and he found he couldn't look any of them in the eye. "I blamed him for ruining the relationship between my brother and I. I made it sound like he was just some worthless kid we'd taken in because we'd had no other choice, that he was just as bad as his father, and that we'd never really wanted him."

Babs, despite herself, slapped Yakko sharply across the face. "How dare you," she whispered in a dangerous voice. "After all he'd been through, how dare you feed him lies like that."

"Sounds like a runaway case after all!" Robin said brightly. "I'll go ahead and cancel that warrant…"

"I know it was wrong. But being angry won't help us find Harpo," Yakko whispered back.

"Look…ah…you two obviously have a lot of talking to do," Dale said in an embarrassed voice. "We'll keep on the lookout for him, all right? We'll just be going." With that, the two officers ducked out of the house as quickly as they could, leaving Yakko and Babs alone once more.

"I can't believe you!" Babs screamed. "First, you beat the shit out of your little brother, and then you tell Harpo that we never wanted him in the first place? What's wrong with you?"

Yakko sighed darkly. "I guess you should have stayed with Buster after all, huh?" he whispered in a pained voice.

Babs hesitated only a moment before burying her face in Yakko's chest as they both began to openly cry.

"Don't say things like that," she whispered.

"I didn't mean to say those things to Harpo. And now he could be anywhere. He could be hurt, or – "

"Look, we'll find him. He's as much our son as Wakko's."

"I can't believe they were going to arrest Wakko," Yakko said as he laughed mirthlessly. "And even the two best lawyers in Toontown wouldn't have been able to help him."

The mail slot on the front door suddenly clicked and in dropped a few pieces of mail. Babs stared at them for a moment before realizing that one of the pieces had handwriting on it. Instinctively, she shot out of Yakko's arms and grabbed the piece of paper from the floor. "Yakko," she said, after reading it quickly. "Harpo is with Wakko."

Over the next hour, they carefully scrutinized the letter and its postscript. "I don't get this postscript," Yakko said, scratching his head. "Is it a riddle or something?"

"Little trouble…little trouble…no man is an island…" Babs muttered, thinking hard. "Why does that ring a bell?"

"At least he's safe," Yakko said, mostly to himself. "Thank God for that."

"Little Trouble Island!" Babs suddenly crowed. "That's it!"

"What?"

"I once had a client who told me he had been hiding from the police in a place called 'Little Trouble Island.' I asked him why he had hidden there, and he told me it was a hang out for criminals in the Caribbean because it was so obscure, no one knew where it was and no one had ever heard of it. I had to know exactly where it was for his defense, and I remember he told me it was a little Caribbean island in the Dutch West Indies! Yakko, didn't you say the last place anyone saw Dot was in the Caribbean?"

"Yeah?"

"Then Wakko and Harpo must be with Dot! That's why you could never find your sister, Yakko – she was in one of the few places on Earth that criminals and expatriates are safe! She was on Little Trouble Island!"

Yakko leapt up from the couch. "But why would Dot be on an island of criminals? She's no criminal."

"Look, your sister was the type of person who always had some scheme going, and whether or not it was legal was completely irrelevant to her. Don't you think in fifteen years one of Dot Warner's schemes would have gotten her in trouble when she had no lawyer brothers to hold back the law?"

Despite the situation, Yakko smiled. "I swear, you were made for this stuff."

"Come on, Yakko, you and I know a lead when we see one. This is a lead. As good as they get in this game. Come on, baby." She started to stride towards the bedroom to begin packing. "You and me are going to the Caribbean…"