It's been another hour and the rain has stopped but I still could not find Newton. I tried calling out to him, but I did not see him nor get an answer from him. At this point, I knew that I was in Muggle London. However, I'm not stopping until Newton comes back to me. "Newton! Art where are you?" I called walking down the wet road. "Newton please!" I called again stopping my feet and looked at the horse looking at me. "Hello there," I told the horse and running my hand through my hair. then it hit me, if I was going to find Newt then I must think like Newt. Smiling I walked pasted the horse. "Newt would love to be around these," I said out loud walking around again. "Newton! Are you here?" I call voice failing me a little. Newton has to be around here. He just has to be. Why would he just disappear? Maybe he just got lost. Yes, that might be it and it's up to me to find him. I own him that even though I'm lying to him. I have to though it would break his heart if he found out that mother died and that we were alone in the world other than each other. Sighing I sit down on a bench and run my hand over my face. I did this to stop the tears that formed in my eyes and I didn't want them to fall. No one will see me cry not Newt not anyone. Maybe mother but she can't watch me now. She can't help me, no one can help me. The sun shined on me as I sat there but I did not look up.

"Are you all right young man?" a calming voice made me look up. A cloud moved in front of the sun as if it wants me to see this man with worry in his eyes. A child playing around him made me smile because I thought of Newt. Sighing I stood up and put my hands behind my back trying to be formal, but It was not working because I knew that this man saw the pain and fear in my eyes.

"Yes, I'm…." I cut off and sighed. "No, sir I'm not. I can't find my little brother. He went for a walk three hours ago and I can't find him," my voice shook as I said this, but I was trying to be formal, but I failed. The man hummed and smiled a little.

"Can I help?" he asked me looking down at his son who was sitting on the ground now. I watched him with a smile on his face. I did not trust his father but if he has a son then maybe…. I nodded slowly and held out my hand that I was keeping behind my back. However, it was the hand that I don't show to people because the scars from father are there.

"Theseus Scamander," I say as he took my hand. However, he released it and looked at my hand that I didn't drop.

"Emmet Frye and this is my son Ed," he told me still looking at my hand that I dropped but he didn't say anything about it. "Why don't you come to my house and I can call the police. They could help us," I nod when he said this. Even though I had no idea what he said. I don't know a lot about muggle technology. However, he had a son and I know that he would do anything to get his son back if he went missing. I could see it in his eyes. Letting out a shaky breath I followed him back to his house.

The walk back to this man's house was quiet but I knew that he wanted to ask me something about Newton, but I was not really in the mood to speak. So I looked around me. This muggle street was nice. Filled with…oh Merlin I should tell him. I cut out of looking around and sighed. "You can ask me about my brother if you want to. I don't care but I don't really want to talk about my scars sir. That was a long time ago and I don't wish to relive it," I told the man who looked down to his son who giggled as he walked down the wet road and jumped in the puddles. This child really was like Newton only Newton wouldn't jump in the water, but he would look into it to see if there was anything inside the water. I laughed a little at this.

"Ok. Um, what's his name? Your brother?" Emmet asked me pulling out his keys from his coat and unlocking the door. His son ran into the house and ran up the stairs. Emmet laughed a little and walked in. I followed him and sighed. We walked into the den and sat down. However, I could not stop looking around nervously. I know this man is going to help but what if we take too long? Mother would…..no mother is dead. She can't help me; I have to do this myself and father. Father can go to hell where ever he is. Running my hand over my face and took a deep breath I said:

"His name is Newton. Newton Artemis-Fido Scamander. He went for a walk three hours ago and He has not come home," I told him. Emmet nodded slowly and walked over to a wall and pulled something off of it. I assume that is what he meant by calling. It's like the floo only you cant see the person. I found this very intriguing. Emmet smiled at me before he made the call by bringing one part of it up to his ear and waited. However, after a few minutes he said into another part of this phone:

"Hello, my name is Emmet Frye. I would like to report and a missing person. His older brother is here. Yes, he can talk to you," Emmet looked at me and I sighed a little and stood up.

"I…. I don't know how to use….." I cut off when Emmet gave me the part that he put up to his ear.

"Is this the missing person's brother?" someone asked me, and I smiled at this piece of muggle technology.

"Yes, my name is Theseus Scamander. My little brother's name is Newton Artemis-Fido Scamander. He is sixteen. He went for a walk almost four hours ago and I have not seen him since," I said into this 'phone.' I could hear the person writing something down and hum. However, he did not say anything for a while until he said:

"Does your parents know of this?" This hit me hard, so I did not say anything as I felt tears form in my eyes. "Sir? Sir are you there?" the person said on the phone, but I could not speak at all. This is when I realize that I have not come to terms with my mother's death. I took a deep breath and said:

"I'm looking after my brother. My mother died a few days ago and I have not told him yet because how could I tell my little brother who by the way had his dreams crushed by going to school and becoming something great. How could I tell my brother that our mother died?" I could not hold back the tears and pain from my voice. However, I think that I got through to this person on the other side of this 'phone'.

"I'm so sorry to hear that sir. Can you please tell me what your brother looks like and would you be willing to come down to the station to speak with us?" the person said and I smiled a little before I nodded.

"Of course, sir," I said. So, I told him about my little brother and everything I could think about him. I was going to find my brother. I however was wondering what he was doing now.

A/N: How was that? I'm sorry about the wait on this story. I have been working on other stories and I'm rewatching Torchwood. The next CH will be from Newt's point of view because I'm getting bored writing from one Point of view and I've never done that before. Thank you all for reading and I will see you next time -Captain Voxland.