I'll Find You... I Promise

Chapter 3

"N-No," Janus said, trying to get his answer out before the man could leave to go get whoever he thought he was here for.

"Oh," the man said, beginning to look confused, "Okay..then, what can I help you with?"

Janus sighed, brushing his hand through his hair, "Is this the Sanders house?"

The man smiled, "Yup! Sure is."

"Perfect!" Janus stated before shoving his way past the man and the door. The shove was maybe a little harder than he meant it to be, judging by the man nearly falling completely over, but Janus ignored that.

The man's eyes widened as he steadied himself "Hey, what are you-"

"Virgil!" Janus called loudly as he entered the house, opening any doors he came across, "Virgil!" he called a little louder.

"Kiddo, you-you need to leave. You're not-"

"Virgil!" Janus shouted.

A door swung open in front of Janus and he barely managed to jump out of the way, "What is with all the shouting?" A second man asked, voice laced with annoyance as he stepped out of what looked to be an office. His eyes locked on Janus and his brows tilted with confusion, "Who are you?"

Unlike the first man, this man was several inches taller than Janus was, with dark brown eyes, and identical glasses with the first guy. He was black, with short curled hair that framed his face. He looked at least ten times more professional than the first guy, sporting a pair of khakis and a black polo shirt. He wore a blue striped tie and black dress shoes, both of which were tied perfectly. In Janus's opinion, the look was way too professional to wear at home on a Saturday afternoon.

Janus said nothing for a moment, pressing his lips together in a fine line, "Logan," the first man said as he appeared at the end of the hallway, "Oh, you found him. Okay."

"Patton," The man, Logan apparently, said, "Do you know this boy?"

"Uhm... no?" 'Patton' admitted, "He, kinda just shoved his way in."

Logan nodded, "Ah, then, who are you?"

"Papa?" A voice called from elsewhere in the house, "What's going on?"

"Yeah, Virgil's freaking out." Another shouted

"Boy's stay upstairs!" Patton and Logan ordered in unison. Logan made a grab for Janus, but the teenager was quicker and ducked out of his way, sprinting full speed to the entrance that Patton was covering. This time, Janus did mean to shove that hard and held no remorse as Patton fell to the ground with a pained grunt.

"Virgil!" He shouted, louder than ever before, as he ran to the stairs he had passed by earlier, "Virgil!"

At the top of the landing were two nearly identical boys about two or three years older then Virgil was. The only difference between them was that the one on the left had a grey streak in his hair. They both looked incredibly confused as Janus tried climbing up the stairs, still calling for his brother, "Virgil!"

"Hey, you can't be in here," one of them started as he tried to block the stairs, "you don't-"

Somewhere down the hall upstairs a door opened and someone could be heard running. A purple blur slammed into the boy in red, who helped try and steady him, but quickly recovered. There stood Virgil, in a long-sleeved purple t-shirt with black jeans and a headset around his neck. Janus's breath shook slightly as Virgil smiled, "Jannie!" Virgil yelled. The younger sprinted down the stairs and practically threw himself into Janus's arms, causing them both to fall backwards. Janus didn't care, it was only a three-step fall and even if it did knock the wind out of him, he didn't care. He just sat them both up and held his brother close to him as he began to cry. "I missed you so much, Dee," Virgil said, squeezing Janus as hard as he could.