Rowan stared down at the paper in his hands. The child couldn't believe what his brother had just read to him. How could it be possible? Tears filled his eyes.

"

It's not that bad Rowan, at least you are loved and cared for, it does not matter." Evian tried to comfort his brother.

"You can say that, they're your real mum and dad, not mine, that means you and Vincent and Rachel aren't my brothers and sister, I'm not your family." The little demon sobbed.

"Of course we are, it does not matter what that letter says, you belong with us."

"How can they keep this from me, all this time, it has been a lie!"

"No, we love you Rowan, that's not a lie. We want you, mama and dad-"

"Lied to me Evian, how can I trust them?"

"You have to, they must have a reason, you are overreacting." Rowan shook his head.

"I'm not, you read it, you know what it says!" Rowan shouted, catching Sebastian's attention.

"What the devil are you doing in your mother's room and why are you shouting?" He asked calmly.

"It is not my mother's room, and you are not my father, this paper says-" Sebastian grabbed the letter and read it.

"What were you doing in the closet and how did you get to the shelf?"

"You lied, you are not my family, you never were!" Rowan sobbed rubbing his eyes.

"Rowan, your mother and-"

"No, you are not my family, you lied!"

"I know this is all very upsetting, but you do not know the whole truth."

"You are not my family, you should not have lied, I want my family!" The demon screeched.

"We are your family, this changes nothing. You are loved, cared for and wanted." Sebastian tried to explain. Rowan had heard enough and rushed from the room.

"I am sorry, he asked me to read it and I did." Evian felt guilty for hurting his little brother.

"It is not your fault, your mother and I knew this could happen,that is why we attempted to hide it. I suppose I had better find your mother and let him know. You should go and play." Evian nodded and left the room. Sebastian made his way to the library with the letter in hand.

"Ciel, you and I need to talk." Ciel lowered his book.

"About what?" Sebastian held up the letter.

"He found it, he's terribly upset, he expressed to me that we are not his family and-"

"What now, how do we do this?" Ciel was clearly heart broken.

"We have no choice now Love, we can no longer deny the truth to him."

"But he is my little boy Sebastian, not just on that paper, but in my heart, he's mine." Ciel said sadly.

"I know, you and I both love must hope that he can understand."

"If we didn't love him, I wouldn't have fought for him, I wouldn't fees him or hold him when he cries or-" Sebastian held Ciel close.

"My dear one, he was only an infant, he does not know the lengths you and I went to in order to keep him here."

"What if he doesn't understand,how do we tell him about his so called parents, what if he decides that he hates us or that-"

"Ciel, I know these things worry you, but we must talk with him, otherwise he will resent us for not explaining. Please my love try to be open to this for him."

"He is our son, just because I didn't have him doesn't make him any less my child."

"I know, and we can only hope that in time, he will as well."