Percival had sat in the waiting room of the hospital. 2 kids missing for 8 years, everyone assumed them dead, or forgotten. He had heard of the Scamander case years ago, an abusive man, caught in his house, officials and neighbours talking of two kids who lived with him. No one could find them, until now.

He looked at the papers in hand, Theseus Scamander, age 24, lying in bed peacefully, after being checked for numerous minor injuries, although, they said he would acquire a minor limp on his left leg, and minor dysfunction of his right arm.

However, Newton Scamander, was a different story, age 17, a minor, lied in bed with heavy bandages around his head, one covering his eye another wrapped around his leg. Percival winced when he saw it under good light, the bone was disfigured under the unhealthy skin. It couldn't properly support the boy, and the bones tended to shift with each step. Because of this, they were forced to remove the limb. They had also found a small sickness that had made its way into him.

Percival sat quietly rocking slightly in his seat, two kids, missing for 8 years, how long had they lived on the streets, right under their noses. He was worried about them both, Theseus was an adult by this point, only a few years younger than himself, Newt was still a kid, he was considered a minor. He grabbed his phone dialing a number quickly, slightly panicked.

A woman walked into the hospital with a elegant grace. She headed towards the counter clearing her throat, "Scamander please."

"Uh, 3rd floor, room 3E." The attendant quickly said.

The woman walked to the elevators, two young girls following. The three of them stood in the elevator patiently, waiting for the doors to open.

Percival looked up when the elevator doors opened, "Seraphina Picquery, Goldsteins." He smiled at the two young girls. The Goldstein sisters, who lost their parents at a young age, used to live with Sera, she took them in when their parents died.

"Mr. Graves, why are we here?" Tina asked. She was 19 years old, and headstrong. Hoping to fulfill a career fighting against crime. She had moved out and gone to living in a nice small apartment, run by a landlady who didn't allow men or pets into the buildings. Her sister queenie was a different story, she was 28, and married to a bloke named Jacob Kowalski, a nice hearty man who ran an amazing bakery, around the street he found the boys. The two of them lived together, while Seraphina moved into her own apartment later. Graves finally found his voice responding to the younger goldstein, "I needed Sera, but I guess she invited you two as well?"

"No, we were having lunch, when you texted her an 'urgent' message." Tina's voice held some sass to it, her hands on her hips.

Percival looked to Sera, "Two boys, no home, no money, what should i do? One's a minor, the other is an adult."

Sera cocked her head and smiled. "Take them in."

"What?'

"Take the boys in and care for them, or at least the minor, they need someone to care for them, why not you?" Sera responded, a hint of disbelief in her voice. Percy nodded slightly, it seemed like a good plan, but he wasn't sure.

After some thought he finally decided, "Ill care for them and help Theseus, with money and living if he chooses not to stay with me. His brother, will have to stay with me for the time being. So I'll arrange it once they wake up."

Seraphina nodded her head. "Percy, you'll be fine."

Theseus blinked his eyes open, a bed, lights, a roof, food? He shot up, "Newt!" A nurse ran to him gently placing a hand on his shoulder, "Relax, he's okay, eating but okay. Please calm down."

Theseus didn't trust her, his eyes continued wandering the room. Finally he spotted his brother, a nurse sat near him helping him with the spoons full of warm chicken broth. He smiled watching his brother eat, his eyes wandered the body, the smile dropping seeing the bandaged leg. "What happened to his leg!?"

The nurse jumped spilling some of the soup, "His leg was badly damaged Mr. Scamander, we needed to amputate the limb, it had an infection and the bones were impossible to fix. We had no choice. We've talked to him and his legal guardian about a prosthetic, we've decided on a cheap simple plain black one, that will act as a temporary, therapy device, to get him used to it."

Theseus' narrowed his eyes, this wasn't right. "Why didn't you run this past me and what do you mean 'Legal Guardian'?! IM HIS LEGAL GUARDIAN!"

The nurse pushed him back down on the bed into a lying position, "No you are not. You are a 24 year old man with no money, or living accommodations, we cannot let you care for Newton, but, Percival Graves has offered to take both of you in. Mostly Newton, because he's a minor."

By this time Newt had noticed Theseus' voice. "Seus! Hey it's okay, Im okay. Just, getting used to, colour issues, in one eye and a missing foot. It's interesting." His voice was soft, and quiet, but his brother seemed calmer than usual.

"Fine, but this, Percival Graves I'd prefer if i lived with you, or stayed near you." He smiled, "I'd make me feel better for you."

Just then Percival Graves, the man himself walked in. "Newton Scamander, we will be leaving tomorrow at 10:45 am. See you then, and Theseus Scamander, you are free to join, I have more than enough space and money to care for both of you. Does that sound good?"

Theseus nodded, his intense glare burning holes into his stupid, straight, iron pressed neck tie. "THAT STUPID TIE!"

"What?" Percival looked shocked at the random comment.

"Uh i said that outloud?" Theseus asked suddenly. Everyone in the room laughed, even Newt. Theseus' smile widened more, hearing that laugh was the best thing he could've seen and heard in years. Finally his brother would be safe.