Having his hand held did make Daniel feel comfortable and at ease a bit as he had his big brother with him.  The detective sighed but agreed as he lead them to his car, pausing as he turned to the brother and then looked over to Daniel.  It was freaky, to the detective, to see how much Daniel looked like his mother when she was alive.<br/><br/>As they got into the back seat the young man kept a firm hold onto his brother's hand, as if they were kids again and their mom was making the hurry up into the car in the middle of the night so they could move.  He could still remember how dark it would be those nights and how he was scared sitting in the car (at times alone as his brother was helping with a few boxes)  being told if he stepped out bad people would snatch him up and hurt him.  Though this time they were with people who were suppose to protect them and ensure they were safe.  So why did this feel so wrong?<br/><br/>The detective did try to talk to the boys and asked them things no one else would know like how often they moved or asking why Daniel was home schooled yet Aiden had been sent to public school.  Daniel didn't speak at all until it dawned on him.<br/><br/>"Shit! We left the oven on at home!" Daniel looked to the mirror and made eye contact with the man and the detective simply chuckled "Don't worry, the team there will turn it off."<br/><br/>"They're in our house?"<br/><br/>"They're searching for something. . . which reminds me.  Aiden, how old were you when Daniel was born?"<br/><br/>As they got to the police station the boys were forced to separate and Daniel had to put on a brave face for his brother, telling him he'd be fine when really he was ready to cry.<br/><br/>Aiden was also taken to a room with the female detective who was more less very kind.  Sitting him down the woman took a seat across from him "I'm sorry we just came without warning, but with how often your mother has made you guys moved, we were afraid she'd try something."<br/><br/>"Would you like something to drink? Maybe something to snack on?"<br/><br/>The detective spoke further with Aiden, simply asking about their childhood and about Daniel like reasons why he was kept at home so much or why their mother moved them around a lot.  Simply, nonthreatening questions.  Though she did seem to get very serious as she began to explain why they were here.<br/><br/>"I know this may be upsetting, but we believe your mother killed your brother's mother and then kidnapped him. . .didn't you ever wonder why you guys moved so much? Or why his hair was always being changed?"<br/><br/>Daniel was in the other room, getting the same treatment though he was asked flat out for his DNA sample which he gave as he was informed that they thought he was the one kidnapped.  He met the requirements age wise and even in some appearance wise.  The questions ended and without a word the boy left the room once he was allowed and waited for Aiden.  Upon seeing him the young man rushed over and grabbed his brother's hand, looking extremely worried.  "Can we just go home now? Please?" he asked his brother weakly, fearfully as he didn't feel comfortable in the station.