Tony's eyes narrowed searching for a tale tell sign Marc was lying. As the minutes stretched longer he turned away from his brother.

"Lee and Megan..."

"Don't remember you."

"Mom and dad?"

"Same."

"You?"

Marc put his hand on Tony's shoulder. When Tony didn't move he sighed.

"On the radar."

Tony pulled his older brother into a hug, hiding his face in the crook of his neck. Marc didn't feel any tears but could feel Tony tremble. His fingers dug into his uniform top but Marc didn't flinch. He sighed and held his little brother close.

"We'll fix this Tony. We'll fix this."

"No Marcus," Tony said softly. Marc's eyes widened at the use of his birth name. No one had called him Marcus in years. Everyone preferred Marc.

"Tony?"

"Anthony," he corrected, "Everything's changed. Even if-... Even if they do remember... Nothing is ever going to be the same."

"No Tony. We can fix this," Marc said pushing his brother away, still holding his shoulders to look him in the eyes, "We'll fix this together. It may not be easy but we will."

"You can't promise that," Tony said slipping from his brothers grip, "You can't promise anything," he choked, "You can't even promise that I'll see you again," he continued with tears cascading down his cheeks, "Because you don't know the future."

Marc grabbed Tony's shoulders again, forcing Tony to look him in the eye. Red tinted, honey brown eyes looked at him with sadness he would never wish on any one. Mascara blended with his tears from his disguise plopping on the marbled floor.

"No one does Tony. But we have the power to shape it."

Tony's frown transformed into a shaky smile.

"Aw, I'm rubbing off on you Bookworm."

Marc was about to comment when Megan popped her head back in, "Come on Marc!"

The two brothers gave one last look at each other before Marc left. Tony looked away from the sliver of light from the door. He sat on the bed as the door creaked open. His head jarred over to see Megan walk in. He warily glared at her.

"Yes?"

"We want to make sure you don't run off and tell anyone we're here. So since I am the only girl on the team, we figured I should stay," she declared sitting next to Tony. Tony scooted away from her and looked forward.

"More like you don't trust your... teammate," Tony stated icily avoiding the term "brother". It would expose a position of spying. Megan furrowed her brow.

"It's not like that. Marc understands."

"I'm sure he does. Look, if you don't mind I must get some rest. Lady Lezile will surely be cross tomorrow with the prisoners missing."

"Why are you here? You don't seem to care about what happens to the WHOOP agents. We can help you. You can come with us and-"

"Shut up," Tony said whipping his head around, "I am not some helpless child that needs saving. Especially from another child."

Megan blinked at her.

"That's not what I meant. It's just that everyone needs help sometimes."

"I only accept help from those I trust. Others just stab you in the back." And even they stab you with poisoned tipped blades you gave them.

"Not everyone is like that," Megan huffed crossing her arms. Tony almost snorted. It's not like she remembered anymore. He blinked in confusion. What was wrong with him? Why was he so cross with her? Shouldn't he be sad? Like when Marc was around. He heard Megan gasp in shock.

"Your mascara ran! What did Marc do?" she asked with worry. Tears pooled in the corner of his eyes.

"Not your concern."

"Look, I might not know you, but I want to help. How can I do that?"

Tony looked at Megan. Really looked at her. Concern was etched in her face. She may be a bit of an egotistical brat, but they were still family, whether she remembered her or not.

"I used to work for someone I thought I could trust. That person took everything from me. My work, my friends, my family, and my name," he began. Jerry was probably going through spy work in order for his history to be a highly delusional orphan with a different name. "Now. I work for another. He's given me friends and a purpose. My family is small now, but it will grow in time."

"Who did that to you? That's downright criminal!"

"You're the spy. You figure it out."

Megan narrowed her eyes about to comment when Lee and Marc barreled through the doors with roughly bandaged WHOOP agents.

"We got to go," Lee said quickly running across the room. Marc followed giving a quick glance to Megan and Tony. Tony gave a curt nod. Marc responded with a terse smile as they bounded out of the room with the other agents in tow. Megan looked at Tony one last time.

"Tell me who you are. I can help you. I just need more information."

"I am who I am, I am who I was, and I am who I always will be," he replied with a smile, "Now off with you. I'll not cover if you're caught."

Megan nodded her head in confusion as she bounded out the window. Tony shut the blasted thing before skulking over to Alan and Orji's chambers. Both were sleeping soundly. Alan quietly while Orji roared like a lion. With much effort and grace, she kicked them out of their beds respectively face first on the marble floor.

"Owie."

"What was that for?"

"Tonight you two."

The twins blinked in confusion.

"I thought we were springing the rescue and capture next week?"

"Change of plans. We catch Lezile before any WHOOP agents return and attempt to catch her."

"Return?"

"I'll explain later. Right now we need to put on a show."

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