Part 1

They were walking down one of the streets of Westerville. He was still in school uniform but the girl on his arm was out of hers. She was wearing jeans and a blood red blouse and black sneakers. They weren't dating, no matter what people said or thought. They had tried to date but they soon found out that they were more like brother and sister than potential bf-gf. But they stayed close friends and when one of them needed someone to talk to, that they didn't live with nor had the same gender as, they could always go to their brother/sister for that.

"So this guy keeps telling me he loves me but never shows up for our dates because he forgets", the girl said as they walked down the street. "I love him so much and I'm really happy when we are together but… God Wes what should I do?"

"I don't know Veronica", Wes said with a sigh. "Maybe you should talk to him, tell him how you feel and if he keeps doing what he's doing… dump him. You deserve so much better sis."

She laughed and leaned her head on his shoulder. Veronica Majors and Wes Montgomery had been brother and sister since they both started at Dalton/Crawford. They were there for each other during break ups and fights with parents or best friends. When people, mostly Wes' friends in the Warblers, asked why they didn't date they always answered: "Because that would be incest." And then left it at that.

"So how are the Warblers this year", Veronica asked as they strolled down the street.

"They're as crazy as ever", Wes answered with a smile. "They elected me for chairman again."

"Really? That's awesome Wes!" she hugged him and he hugged her back. "See I told you they would!"

"But why?"

"You're a great leader Wes", she said and they started to walk side by side again. "Thanks to you the Warblers got in second place at Sectionals last year. The Warblers' highest rank in, what 20 years?"

Wes laughed. "Yeah something like that."

"And you're going to win this time. I just know it!"

"Win the whole circus?"

"Well I was thinking of Sectionals but that's even better Wes! Just you wait and see! The Warblers will win Nationals this year and really become rock stars!"

He laughed happily at that and she scrunched up her face.

"Ew I totally got an image of all you guys in leather pants, shirtless, tattoos everywhere and piercings!" she shrieked. "Wes don't pierce your nipples!"

Wes started to laugh so much tears slid down his face and she joined in.

"Not… not even a tongue piercing", he choked out between laughs and they started off again. They had to stop and lean against a wall for support. People that walked by them looked at them as if they were crazy.

"Y-you'd be my groupie", he joked and she made a gagging noise… which sent them both off again.

"Enjoying ourselves are we buddy", said a cold voice behind them and Wes stopped laughing. His eyes went big and his face ashen. Everything around him seemed to fade away or just slow down. Wes turned around and came face to face with a tall man with tattoos all over his arms and with a face that was haggard and cold. Wes tensed up in terror.

"Fancy meeting you here kid", the man said.

"Veronica", Wes said and shook her arm. She stopped laughing when he heard that tone in his voice. She saw the man and noticed Wes' odd behavior.

"Wes", she asked.

"Run", he said and started to push her back.

"Aw don't you want her to stay and talk to me Oliver", the man asked grinning.

"Oliver", Veronica asked and looked at her friend.

"Run!" Wes told Veronica and pushed her back again, let her arm go and charged the man with the gun. Veronica looked back once and then ran. Wes fought the man, but the man was taller and stronger than him. He grabbed Wes' shirt and flung him backwards. Wes stumbled and down he fell and hit his head on the concrete. That's when he heard it… the gunshot. He looked up and saw the man aim at something away from them. Wes' eyes widened in terror and he turned around and saw a form lie on the ground.

"NO!" he screamed, scrambled to his feet and ran over to the fallen body. He dropped to his knees, not caring that his trousers got destroyed.

"Veronica", he cried and turned her over. Her eyes were closed and she looked as if she was sleeping. "Veronica", he said choking on his tears. He gave her a little shake but nothing happened. He felt for a pulse but found none. "No… no, no, no, no… no." His body started to shake with the sobs and he knew that the man was slowly walking towards him with the gun still raised. Wes took Veronica in his arms, but let her go with one so that he could get his phone out. He noticed that he was now encircled by three sets of feet and stopped sobbing. He was not going to let them have the satisfaction of seeing him crying in fear. He flicked open his phone and pressed one on speed dial. He got an answer at the first ring.

"Dad", Wes whispered in fear. "I love you."

"Wes?"

"They're here." He felt someone grab his collar and press a gun to the side of his face.

"WES?" his dad screamed in terror and then there was another gunshot echoing through the town.

"Paws of bastards", growled a voice and Wes turned and saw a man with a shotgun stand in the doorway of his shop. Other people were around them as well. Wes turned around and saw the body of the man holding him lie on the ground. The other two looked around, fired a few shots into the air and ran…

"You okay kid", someone asked Wes. The boy started to cry then, clutching Veronica's body to him as he cried. Someone rubbed circles on his back in an attempt to sooth him. He heard sirens coming down the street and soon an ambulance and a black car with toned windows were at the scene. Veronica's body was put in the ambulance, despite Wes' cries of them to let him come with he was placed in the black car. Inside the car was his father… FBI agent James Montgomery. James held his son close as Wes cried and told him what had happened.

The three men were murderers that were after Wes. The men had been chased by Wes' father and his team. They had almost gotten them at one point but the men escaped. Wes who was just a little kid back then always had, for his father's sanity's sake, a bodyguard with him wherever he went. It was another FBI agent mostly.

Then Wes had witnessed a murder by the three men and had called the police. The men got arrested but later escaped. Wes was the only witness so he was put under protection. The men hadn't known his name but the FBI changed it to Oliver Queen, after his father's favorite superhero. Wes and his dad had moved from Virginia to New York… where the men found them after bribing a federal agent.

They found out Wes' name was Oliver Queen and tracked him. Wes had relocated two times more and was then put at Dalton by his real name while fake Oliver Queens were spread around the nation. But… he'd been found again and he knew what that meant.

"We're relocating you", his father said as the car drove. "Tell your friends at Dalton that you're transfering."

"Dad", Wes said looking at him with sorrow. "Please. Just let me stay please. They already know where I live. Can't you take them?"

"They've probably left town already Wes… you must leave and leave Wes Montgomery behind again."

"So… who will I be?" Wes asked and sniffled.

"I am not allowed to know", James said and tilted his son's face upwards. "I'm not going with you Wes."

"Dad?"

"No. I'm going to stay here in Westerville to lure those jerks into a trap. You are going to be relocated… Howard will stay with you as your father. I… I am not allowed to know your name or where you are sent to… we will have no contact."

"No", Wes sobbed and clung to his dad. "No dad please I can't lose you too!"

"I'm sorry son", they arrived at Dalton. "Now go and tell the Warblers you are leaving… we will get your stuff another day."

Wes nodded sadly and looked at his father.

"Can I at least tell them why?" he asked and his father sighed and nodded. Wes left the car after getting instructions of what to do when leaving Dalton. He'd leave the building in civilian clothes, covering his hair somehow and with sunglasses. He'd then walk down to the parking lot and a green car would drive up to him and they'd leave Dalton behind. Wes nodded and left the car.

David and Thad were discussing why on Earth Wes would want to have an emergency Warbler meeting that afternoon. Usually all three of them knew why a meeting was being held… now two of them had no idea, so it had to be something big. When they got to the choir room only Wes was there. Thad frowned when he saw him. Wes was sitting in his seat, his face buried in his arms that were resting on the table. Thad pulled on David's arm and motioned for the clothes Wes was wearing… he wasn't in uniform! Wes was always in uniform! His hair was standing up in every direction and his knuckles were torn on one hand.

"Wes", David asked and the boy sat bolt right up and David saw that he looked really upset. "Man are you okay?"

"Take a seat", Wes said in a monotone voice. "I'd rather explain it to everyone at once…" Thad and David followed orders and soon the rest of the Warblers arrived talking amongst themselves happily. But when they saw Wes… out of uniform… they all froze. Thad and David motioned for the boys to sit down. The room was eerily quiet and with a sigh Wes got up.

"Now I bet you are all wondering why I'm not in uniform", he said. "And please let me finish before you start firing questions at me."

They all nodded and Wes walked around the table and leaned on it.

"I'm leaving Dalton", he said and at first no one said anything… and then the room exploded with questions. Blaine even grabbed Wes' arms.

"Are you joking", he yelled at the chairman. "What the hell Wes? You can't do this to us! We need you!"

"Quiet!" Wes shouted and they all shut up and he pulled out of Blaine's grip. "It's not my choice! I'm being… relocated."

"Relocated", Trent asked. "Like… Being transferred? Did they do that instead of expelling you?"

Everyone stared from him to their leader and Wes shook his head.

"I haven't been honest with you guys", he explained sadly. "When I was little I witnessed a brutal murder… of an FBI agent. My dad's partner. The guys didn't know I was watching but I told the feds about it. Dad and the others got the guys arrested but they escaped after one court session. They knew I existed but not my name… They knew I was staying with my dad and that he's an FBI agent... so we had to be relocated and be renamed.

I got named Oliver Queen… They found me and still think that's my real name. I've been relocated a few times and then put at Dalton. We all thought I'd be safe here but…" Wes squeezed his eyes shut and started to cry silently. Thad and David got up and around the table to sit on either side of him. Blaine hugged Wes to him and all Warblers followed suit. Wes told them what had happened earlier that day and that he was going to walk out soon…

"But you will come back right", Jeff asked as he sat down. "We'll see you again right?"

"I don't know", Wes said shaking his head and he looked around at the boys. "Guys… it's been an honor and a pleasure to get to know you… but I must leave now." He took out his phone and gave it to Fred.

"Please get rid of this before someone uses it as a homing beacon", he said and Fred nodded and crushed the cell with his foot. Wes walked to the door and put on sunglasses and a cap on his head.

"You can't tell us where you are going can you", Blaine asked sadly.

"No", Wes said. "But I'll be in touch somehow… I swear. I'll be there for Sectionals, Regionals and Nationals… even though I won't come close to you."

He looked at the sad faces and turned around again.

"Stay safe Wes", Thad called. "We'll never forget you."

Wes didn't say anything… he just walked out. Walked out of the choir room, out of Dalton… out of existence. When he got inside that green car he was no longer Wes Montgomery… he was someone else, his new dad James/Howard said that at least keeping his last name was going to fool the crooks. Come on what kind of idiot would keep his last name? Wes watched the outside as they drove. He was crying silently at the back of the car and soon they pulled into their new home… Lima Ohio.

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