A/N Okay, this is probably my most depressing story I've written. Now I know how J.K. Rowling felt. Hating to have to kill a character, but knowing you have to do it. I think this'll have three chapters. I've had this in my head forever, and I figured that I ought to write it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Dalton, nor any of the characters.

Evan knew it was a bad idea. He knew it was bad to have Ethan as a lookout. Evan was more flexible then Ethan, so he be more prepared. But he didn't say anything. He just let Ethan do this.

You see, they were trying to corner Adam. To make him reveal that he threatened Julian. The Tweedles had cleverly deduced that it was Adam who threatened him, through a series of clues. It seemed to make sense at the time, but now Evan was not sure.

Ethan had gone out to look for people that may be coming. Evan heard footsteps and a sound of struggling. Evan crept out from his assigned place. There was nobody there. He crept out further and called out, "Ethan?" There was no answer. He called out again, louder this time. "Ethan?" It was still silent. "Ethan? Ethan, this is no time for joking!" He kept expecting for the blond-haired boy to jump out from somewhere, to laugh with Evan. But nothing happened. "Ethan, please!" He was yelling now. The possibility that Ethan wasn't here, was too frightening for Evan to think too much about it. Now he was running down the hall, hoping for some kind of sign that Ethan was still alive. But still, nothing came.

Evan didn't realize it until now, but he was crying. He knew he had to tell someone, anyone. So he got up and starting walking to Windsor. He ignored everybody he passed. All of the whispers and stares, he ignored. He knew why they were staring. It was very uncommon for the Twins to be separated. At least, until now. Some people asked what was wrong, and what happened. He ignored them too. When he finally reached Windsor, Charlie was waiting outside, along with Howard.

"Ethan, Evan, whoever you are. What happened? You look like you've been crying since forever and you're alone." Chaz asked seriously. The mention of Ethan's name made tears fall down his cheek again, but right now he didn't care.

"I'm Evan. He, disappeared. I don't know where he is, but all I know is that he didn't answer me when I called after him." Evan responded, trying as hard as he could to hold back his tears. Chaz stared at him for a moment, then responded.

"Evan, what happened?" Evan explained the story, minus the Adam bits.

"Go inside, tell everybody, and then we'll go looking for him." Chaz ordered, trying to fight back tears of his own. Evan obeyed and stepped inside. The usual restlessness was missing from the surroundings. He knew it would take a while to tell everybody, so he decided to go to Han's room. The familiar WHO ARE YOU flashed on the screen.

"Evan Brightman." He paused, "Tweedle-Dum." AND? Flashed on the screen. Evan sighed. He knew Han was expecting Ethan to be with him.

"It's just me Han." Evan stated again. The door hissed open like it had so many times before. The Caterpillar was staring at Evan in almost a baffled expression.

"Where's-" Han started, but Evan cut him off.

"You'll find out." He paused again. "Do you mind if I use the speaker?" Evan asked.

"Of course not." Han muttered. Evan stepped to the microphone and started speaking in to it.

"Windsor, as you probably know by now, Ethan isn't with me. I don't know where he is, but he's most likely here at Dalton." he thought about his nest words carefully.

"What?" Han asked. His face was a cross between disbelief and sadness. Evan ignored him and continued.

"If you want to help find him, it would be appreciated." He stopped talking and turned it off. Han was still staring expectantly.

"You heard the story." Evan said softly. Then, he left. The rest of Windsor wasn't much better, though. Blaine was trying his best to comfort Kurt, who looked like his favorite fashion designer had died. Dwight, Wes, David, Chaz and, eventually, Blaine, had gone out looking. Evan went almost immediately to his and Ethan's room. He didn't want to think that it may become just his. When he entered the room, he noticed it was kind of messy. Clothes were strewn around the place. He didn't think too much about it, he just sat on their bad and buried his head in his pillow. He wasn't sure how long he was like that, he just knew that after a while, someone knocked on his door. He muttered a muffled "Come in" thinking it would be Dwight or Reed or something. He did not expect Logan.

"What are you doing here?" Evan asked curiously, sitting up. Logan sat down next to him and shrugged.

"I heard about Ethan and I figured that you would need dome company."

"How did you find out?" Evan asked.

"Well, I'm not sure if you've noticed, but half of your house is running around looking and screaming Ethan's name." He laughed humorlessly.

Evan nodded, "Right."

"Derek told me and Julian. Then Derek went to tell Hanover and Julian looked like he was thinking really hard about something. And me, well…I came here." Logan continued.

"Again, why are you here? You didn't have to come."

Logan shrugged. "I've known you guys far longer then any of the people here have. I know rather a lot of your guys' secrets. I figured I would be a lousy friend to you if I didn't come here."

Evan raised an eyebrow. "Secrets?"

"Yeah, like that time I caught you guys kissing each other-"

"That was one time! And we were curious about what it felt like to kiss someone!"

Logan smirked. "Uh, huh. Right."

"I'm serious!"

"No, I'm sirius." Both of them laughed at their old Harry Potter joke. But then Han's voice rang through the speaker.

"Evan, Logan, I hate to interrupt this bonding moment, but Ethan's body was found." Instant silence. Logan squeezed Evan's hand and took in a breath. Han continued, "Dwight found it. No idea how he did it." then Han's voice became shakier. "He's…he's dead." Logan let out his breath and Evan could see tears running down his face. Evan was quiet, but he was crying too. He was also muttering something that Logan just noticed.

"Could have saved him…my fault…if I wasn't so hesitant-"

"No." Logan said firmly, "It's not your fault."

Evan was listening, but he didn't respond. He was crying too hard. Logan did his best too comfort him, while trying to hold back his tears as well. Then, the door swung open. Dwight, Reed and Kurt stood there. They looked somewhat surprised at the scene but didn't say anything. Reed was crying too. Kurt looked like he had just stopped crying and Dwight looked almost filled with melancholy. Then Dwight managed to speak up.

"You heard?" he said shakily. Evan remembered that it was he who found Ethan. He nodded.

"Thank you for finding Ethan." He barely whispered. Then he got up and left. But, only moments after, he saw a note on his door.

Tell anybody about my 'little secret' you'll end up just like your brother.

Adam