Ty and livvy where sitting on the staircase, peering out of the railing down at the small sitting area in the entryway below. Diana had come to speak with Kit and update him on his situation. Kit had promptly decided then and there that he needed a shower, so Julian was talking to her instead. Ty knew it was dishonest to listen in to their discussion in secret, but as Kit's best friend Ty thought he should listen in for him. Afterall, Kit was just being emotional, he liked Diana. He just didn't want his life decided for him, and he would want to know what they were talking about later.

Julian and Diana were sitting in the big arm chairs across from each other. In between them was a small table with a board game Dru had been playing with Tavvy earlier. It was around eleven p.m. so everyone else was asleep, or pretending to be. Only the light in the hallway was on and the house was unusually quiet, the only sounds were the occasional creak upstairs from one of his siblings walking across their rooms and the soft tones of discussion downstairs.

"I think they'll take him in." Diana continued.

"They sound pretty young to adopt a kid." Julian said, he was handling a photo Diana had brought. Ty tried to crane his neck to look at it but a tall lamp by Julian's chair was obscuring his view.

"You're a lot younger than they are, and your doing fine with four kids."

Julian shuffled in his seat, laying down the picture on the table. "I know how much you do for them." She said gently.

"That's different, I didn't get my kids-my brothers and sisters when they were teenagers. They're mine, they have always been mine."

Ty felt an uncomfortable emotion in his stomach at his brothers words, he sounded like their father, but he wasn't, he was supposed to be their brother.

"Be that as it may, they are the closest relatives he has. The others, well, the Herondales have had a complicated family history as it turns out."

"Do they know about his father? What he did for a living? They may not be so willing to take him with that kind of upbringing." Julian asked.

Diana frowned. "I doubt they will blame the actions of the father on a teenager."

"What do you think of him?" He asked suddenly. "Kit, I mean." His tone was suddenly sharp, probing.

"I think he's a good kid. He's confused, but who wouldn't be in his situation?"

"His father was Rook the Crook, I'm sure he wasn't exactly installing moral values into his son."

Jules sounded so distant, and cold. Ty wished he could see his brother's face but he was turned away from him. He turned to look at his twin whose facial expressions he knew better then anyone's. She was looking just as confused as he felt, which should have reassured him that he wasn't misreading the situation but only proved to make him more anxious.

"I know you don't really feel that way otherwise you wouldn't let Tiberius around him." Diana reasoned.

"What I know is that my brother seems to care about him and that he's incredibly stubborn. Ty would have befriended him no matter what I said." It was a quick quip as if he was agitated. The harshness in his tone sounded foreign from his brother who always spoke to them only ever gently or sternly, but never harshly.

Now it was Diana who was speaking sternly. "This is not a keep your enemies close situation, Julian, He's a child."

The scent of shampoo slowly wafted over and the voices below faded out of Ty's focus as he snapped his head up to look down the hallway, Livvy looking up to follow his gaze. Standing in there in the dark was Kit, his hair dripping and his white shirt damp and sticking to him. His expression looked blank, to Ty at least. It was Livvy who got up first, her fingers lightly pulled at his sleeve for just a fraction of a second to understand that he should follow her.

The twins quietly walked over to him, steam was still coming out of the bathroom and the scent of shampoo was heavy in the air. Ty had learned that Kit used a lot of shampoo.

"Kit.." Livvy whispered, taking a step for him.

He shook his head and Livvy stopped. "I'm going to bed." He said dismissing her.

Ty's heart started pounding then, overcome with a need to stop him. "..I!" He started.

Kit stopped, turning to give him his attention and Ty was grateful. "I wanted you to stay." He tried again.

This time Kit gave him a small smile, but it only made his heart contract more for some reason. "I know Ty, but that's not your decision."

"What I mean is I haven't given up yet." Ty walked up to him getting close so he could keep his voice low and not alert the others downstairs that they were there. Closing in the distance leaving little room between them, he was suddenly conscious at how close he had gotten and how soaked through Kit's shirt was almost transparent and clinging to his body. Their bodies were only a few inches apart. They were so close that Kit who wasn't all that much shorter then Ty had to tilt his head up to look at him. Kit's eyes widened in surprise at their sudden close proximity. Ty reached behind Kit and turned the knob on the bedroom door opening it. "I have something to show you."The sight of Kit so close made his voice come out soft and breathy. Kit let out a shaky breath and Ty found himself wondering if Kit had been holding his breath for some reason. His shoulders brushed against his slightly and the contact sent a sudden rush of adrenaline through him. Ty tried to steady his nerves as he moved past him into the bedroom.

Livvy gave him an encouraging smile as she followed her brother inside, Kit following soon after.

"Have you thought anymore of Ms. Loss?" Ty asked again.

"Uh, yeah...I'm still not really sure what your asking but.." He trailed off.

"Yes?" Ty encouraged.

"I don't know It feels like she keeps expecting me to do something. But that doesn't make sense she doesn't know me. Diana even made me drop the name Rook to ensure that."

Ty turned towards the closet they had stopped in front of and opened it, revealing the corkboard himself and Kit had put up to help keep track of their investigation. He tapped a full printed out sheet he had added recently without Kit's knowledge. "She may not know you but she did know your father as Jonathan Herondale."

"Seriously? Why didn't you say anything before Ty-Ty?" Livvy said.

Kit leaned forward to take a look at the autopsy report pinned to the board.

"She was the one who did the autopsy on your father when he faked his death and gave the positive identification when she used to be a mortician. The report is of course, wrong but did she know that?"

"So, in other words did she have a reason to lie." Livvy said, trying to peer over Kit's shoulder to look at the report.

"And you wanted me to come up with an unbiased opinion on whether or not she was surprised at my existence." Kit finished Livvy's thought.

"Yes." Ty answered, waiting on Kit to anwer.

Kit seemed to think about this for a moment. " I don't think she was surprised, and I think she knew exactly who I was."

"So she lied for him then, though we still have no idea why." Ty and Kit stared at the board.

"Or how to get her to tell us either." The two lapsed into another long silence as they stared.

Livvy clasped her hand on the two's shoulder. "Well this has been fun, but I have to wake up early tomorrow. If you two have an epiphany staring at the board, I'm sure you'll tell me." She patted the two on the shoulder and flounced out of the room, leaving the two to continue trying to force a sudden epiphany.

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It was midday on a saturday and Ty and Kit where holed up in their bedroom preparing for the quiz bowl. It was a rare day in the Blackthorn house that didn't involve children running up and down the halls and in and out of each others rooms. However, almost everyone was preparing for the event against St. John's, except for Dru who had the day off from babysitting Tavvy and was hiding away somewhere before Julian changed his mind. Livvy was practicing with Mark for a play the theater club was going to put on. She also had plans to practice tennis with Emma later so Ty had the suspicion Jules was hanging around them as well.

It had been a few hours since his Ipod died and the effects of his frustration without his buffer was becoming increasingly evident. His mind was racing back and forth between the trivia he had in front him, Johnny Rook's missing persons case, and of course Kit. He was desperate to find out what happened to Kit's father and keep his promise to him, and if he could prevent him from moving away. He knew Kit had found a place with the Blackthorn's even if he wouldn't admit it and the fact that people who didn't even know Kit wanted to remove him from them so soon after he lost his father made Ty furious on his behalf.

Yet, he had a responsibility to the Mystery Club. He didn't really care about the competition, but he did have his pride, and since he is responsible for the club he should do his best to represent them. So that meant preparing himself, and especially Kit. Ty was confident he could hold his own well enough during a the competition, however Kit was still undecided on what sort of trivia he should be learning and kept switching subjects. Ty had tried to keep his focus on one category but found himself too distracted himself to really be effective.

Worst of all Kit had seemed to notice his growing anxiety, shooting him sideway glances he undoubtedly thought Ty hadn't noticed. Kit had even reached for his hand a few times before quickly retracting his hand thinking better of it. Normally, Ty would have liked to hold Kit's hand but he knew the feeling of electricity that it would send through him would only throw him off. Somehow, Kit seemed to sense this and didn't press it, and Ty had found himself once again incredibly grateful to whatever had brought Kit to him.

Ty looked up to see Dru who had apparently come out of hiding. She was hovering in the doorway and dressed for work. Ty had completely forgotten that Kit and Dru were scheduled for a shift today.

"Kit are you ready? Julian says if your not down stairs in the next five minutes your going to have to walk for work, and I am not walking with you."

Kit let out a loud sigh letting his phone drop an exaggerated manner. "I guess I'll drop everything then. I wouldn't want you over run by angry customers all by yourself." Kit teased.

"I think I'm in more danger from angry customers with you there." She said sticking her tongue out at him before closing the door, leaving him to change into his uniform.

Kit had gotten up from the bed they were sitting on and grabbed something off the dresser and handed it to Ty.

Ty looked at the Ipod in Kit's hand blankly.

"Here, yours died right?"

Ty took it from him, frowning slightly. "Thanks, but I dont think your music is what I need right now." Ty had heard the music on Kit's Ipod before, bands like Bush and Seether. They weren't bad, but they were too distracting for him. Ty turned over the Ipod to look at the screen and was surprised to see a playlist already selected that was simply titled: Ty.

Ty looked up at Kit surprised. He gave him an encouraging smile and handed him his earbuds that Ty promptly put in his ears. The playlist had only seven songs on it but each one was a classical piece Kit knew Ty had liked. He played the first song on the playlist and was surprised to hear Bach's Overture (Suite) No. 3. He wouldn't have thought it was a song Kit would have known. Ty had heard it before, and had conflicting feelings on. It was a song that felt like it was trying to convey something that Ty didn't quite understand, the feelings too complicated and powerful for him to comprehend back then.

As Ty looked at Kit, the music softly playing in his ears, he felt he finally understood it now.

It was soft but yearning like the song for something familiar that you were only just coming to understand how much you needed it. He watched Kit's eyes as he looked away from him, like crystals reflecting the sea, and he felt something he had never felt before. The desire to have someone's eyes on you and never look away. Even if Ty never met them he never wanted Kit to look away from him.

It sounded like a revelation.

"When did you make this?" Ty asked.

Kit scratched the back of his head, a habit Ty had come to understand was only something he did when he was uncomfortable. "After that day when Tavvy accidently took your Ipod to school instead of his and then you spent two hours that night lecturing him on the color differences between the two Ipods." He said.

Ty, had indeed been quite agitated that whole day without his music and Tavvy's Ipod was no consolation, being filled with with nonsensical children tunes and theme songs of his little brothers favorite cartoons. Ty had dedicated quite alot of time later trying to teach Tavvy the difference between his opaque white Ipod and Ty's regular white Ipod. However, then he had to take time to try to teach Tavvy what opaque meant.

Kit had done this for him, made a playlist just for him in the event that he might need it one day. Ty never would have asked him to do this for him, but he never would have expected anyone to have thought of doing that either.

"Anyways.." Kit started, slinging his apron over his shoulder. "You can add songs to it if you want, I won't need it tonight. You know how Dru refuses to play anything but that mixed soundtrack she made." He rolled his eyes.

Ty nodded his head solemnly. "I knew letting her make the soundtrack for Halloween was a bad idea."

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It was a few hours later, Kit and Dru were at work and Jules had taken Livvy to meet up with Emma and Christina at the tennis court. The only ones left in the house were Mark, Tavvy, uncle Arthur, and of course himself. Ty had finally managed to focus on the trivia bowl thanks to Kit's playlist and had even downloaded more music onto it. It was then when he got a call.

Flipping his phone open, his twin answered on the other line sounding frantic.

"Ty? Oh thank God."

"What's wrong?" He asked sitting straight up.

"Julian just got a call from Diana. They're heading over to the shop now.."

"Who is they?" He demanded, already afraid of the answer.

Livia hesitated on the other end.

"His family." She finally said. "They've agreed to take him."

Ty paused for a second, his whole body freezing. " I'm going over there." He announced.

"How are you going to do that? Jules has the car and their already on their way."

"I'll walk then. I have to get there and tell him before they do." He said furiously and to his surprise Livvy didn't argue.

"You'll have to run to get there in time." She said seriously, understanding why Ty was so determined.

"I will." He proclaimed before hanging up the phone.

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Ty burst into the coffee shop, sweat plastering his clothes to his body, his sister looked up from the counter looking concerned. Standing next to her was Diana, and Kit..., Kit was nowhere to be seen.

He was too late.

Diana had taken Ty aside to sit in a nearby booth, Dru shooting them nervous glances the entire time.

"They're speaking to him in the back." She explained.

Ty was pointedly staring at the napkin on the table, in his hands under the table he was playing with a pipe cleaner he had brought with him.

"I'm glad you're here, this way you can-"

"Say goodbye?" He said harshly. This was the end, he had failed Kit and now they were going to drag him away with strangers and expect a simple farewell to suffice.

Diana gave him a look before continuing. " Not exactly, he's not going anywhere not yet anyways. The've agreed at least in the meantime to stay at Kit's old house in case any new leads regarding Johnny's disappearance show up."

"So, your using him as bait." Ty realized even more angry now.

Diana took a deep breath. " In a sense, yes. It would be more pertinent to the case if they stayed in the area for the time being. Especially since we have reason to believe people may come looking around Johnny's old house."

"Because you think the landlord has been killing his tenants." Ty said, his eyes falling tor rest just above her chin.

Diana's eyes widened in surprise. "How- how did you know that Tiberius?"

"Obviously the police are not the only one interested in what happened to Kit's father."

"If you know anything you should inform the police." She lectured.

"I've been informed many times that the police are not interested in the opinions of a fifteen year old." He replied a little begrudgingly.

She opened her mouth to say something when the door to the back of the shop opened.

A man who looked remarkably like an older Kit was the first one out the door. He had blonde curls, and a surprising amount of muscle definition with striking golden eyes, much different then Kit's light blue ones. Next to him was a small woman with bright red hair and green eyes, and standing right behind both of them was Kit.

"Diana, we're ready to go when you are." The man said.

The group began to move towards the door when Ty ran up to Kit, stopping him.

"Ty! What are you doing here?" His widened in surprise not having noticing him for the first time.

"I'm here for you." He said, wishing he knew what else to say. He didn't get here in time to tell him the news and he had broken his promise to find his father before social services relocated him. "Here." He said extending his hand for Kit take back his Ipod. "I made Mark find my USB cord and I downloaded some music onto it." He said as Kit took it from his hand.

"You are terrifyingly stubborn." Kit said cracking a small smile for him, despite what was happening. Despite having failed him.

Suddenly Kit took a step towards Ty away from the others. "This isn't over yet." He whispered. "We'll figure this out, I know we will."

"I know, We're Sherlock and Watson after all." Ty said.

And Kit smiled.