"Wait."

Nick looked at Finnick.

"What's up?"

"This spy guy looks kinda familiar now that I think about it. Have we met, spy guy?"

"N-no."

Nick gave a knowing glance towards his older friend, and almost immediately the realization hit him.

"Marcus?"

"Hi, Uncle Finnick," Jack sighed. For cops his parents were terrible at keeping secrets.

"So you're a spy now," Finnick chuckled, "trying to get outta your parents' shadow?"

"SHUT. UP."

Everyone gave a surprised look at the young bunny. He had never done something like this before.

"Marcus, what's the mat-" Judy tried to speak.

"GET OUT OF MY CAR. NOW."

Slowly the three got out of the car. Jack rolled down the window.

"I'm sorry, but we aren't getting much done with you guys wanting to play catch-up with me. This is serious, you two. And I didn't want Finnick getting involved, but look what happened!"

"Marcus-" Nick tried to reason.

"It's Jack. Can you get it through your head that it's Jack now?! I'm solving this mission… alone."

And with that, Jack sped off, leaving them in Sahara Square with no vehicle or anything.

"Well he's changed," Finnick commented. Nick shot him a look as Judy started to break down.

"Carrots?"

"That's why he didn't talk to us for three years." she said as she tried to hold back the tears.