Tzalmon stayed in the back seat. He was about to just cuddle up to the door and peer out the window, but he caught sight of Wyatt's disguise, and instead settled for snickering behind him and staring profusely.

Wyatt didn't seem to mind the laughter--in fact, he found it just as funny as Tzalmon did. "If you don't want to create a scene at your home...to the nearest police station..." he replied, the hints of a grin in his expression.

Logan nodded but he couldn't help but cracking a grin on his own face as the drove down the street. He snickered leaning over, "I know doesn't he just look so darn cute," he brushed his fist against Wyatt's cheek in a playful manner, he was of course playing along as if it were a joke. But truthfully Logan did think he looked adorable in his toque and sunglasses.

Wyatt grumbled under his breath, swatting Logan's hand away. "Don't tell me I'm going to be constantly double-teamed from now on..." he muttered, also playing along.

"Wyatt, you know I like to tease you," Tzalmon huffed, folding his arms across his chest. When they were together...the two were eerily similar, in the way they spoke and looked.

Logan grinned and turned back to the road, he enjoyed listening to the two talk, they were more similar than he thought. Although he did feel a little guilty for bugging him now, maybe he'd have to lay up on teasing if Tzalmon was going to be around more often. He was happy that they were getting along better than before.

It wasn't long before they were near the station, "Alright, we're here... what now?"

Logan nodded, he wasn't going to question Wyatt's plan in the slightest he certainly knew what he was talking about. But then he wondered if he should stay in the car or come in, Logan had never been in a situation such as this. "Do you want me to stay in the car?"

Logan interrupted him, "No I understand, I can help... don't worry okay?" he turned off the car and gave Wyatt a look of understanding, he was trying to tell him that everything was going to be okay, that him and his brother would get through this.

At first Logan had thought that Tzalmon was trying to blow things out of proportion until he heard the last of his statement. He opened his mouth to speak but words couldn't come out as sadness washed over every part of his body. His eyes were teary as he leaned forward with a heavy sigh against the steering wheel setting his head on his arms.

He couldn't look at the two of him, Logan had never shown anyone this side of him. But he couldn't help it, their story, what had happened to him, it really got to him, and he couldn't control how sad it made him feel.

Logan hadn't expected the arms about him, but he didn't reject them. "I know." he mumbled out sniffling finally lifting his head to reveal dry eyes. He didn't want to have them all go through this, it wasn't fair. Everything he knew about families and how parents treated their children had been shattered, and who knows how long this could have gone on for, it crushed his spirits.

Even though he was hurting on the inside Logan put a brave face on as he always had and got out of the car and moved to the side where Tzalmon was sitting and picked him up in his arms with little effort. "Let's go." he said firmly.

Logan entered bravely holding Tzalmon in his arms next to Wyatt. After sometime Wyatt was taken in for interrogation and Logan was directed to a waiting area. Once he was close enough to a chair he gently placed Tzalmon down and he sat next to him solemnly and waited in silence.

Tzalmon spent their waiting period in silence. He sat perfectly, still, staring at the empty chair across from him. He said nothing for a full twenty minutes. He must have been doing some sort of calculation or something similar in his mind, to keep himself from growing bored.

Wyatt returned, after about a half-hour. "...Tzalmon, they want you, now." He looked tired.

Logan let his mind go blank for the full half-hour Wyatt was gone. He had expected Tzalmon to talk to him, but when he looked in his direction every so often he was in serious thought, so he found it best to leave him alone. He did however perk up a bit when Wyatt returned.

He turned to Tzalmon, "Do you need me to carry you in?" Logan's voice was gentle and sincere.

Tzalmon shook his head, and got to his feet. As he got up and walked back into the main lobby, if one was looking closely enough, he had a slight limp and was favoring one of his feet. It wasn't obvious unless someone was looking for it...

Wyatt sat down next to Logan, awkwardly. "...Well...I told them everything..." he admitted, uncomfortably. "Hopefully, it will be enough...I showed them the injuries."

Logan watched as Tzalmon walked away, he was wondering how Tzalmon felt inside, he had a tougher exterior than Wyatt but that didn't mean that he wasn't hurting.

Logan sighed and looked to Wyatt, "You did good, we'll just have to wait and see I suppose..." he wasn't sure what was going to come of this all, but he was hoping that they would never have to go back to their mother, no children should have to deal with that in their life.

Logan blinked, he hadn't really thought this through all the way, two moving trucks? Of course there would be room, but it may be harder to convince his Dad to let them stay. There was no point in worrying about it right now as there was not much he could do especially with not knowing what was going to happen.

When he looked to Wyatt he seemed pretty exhausted, and who wouldn't be after a day like today. He half smiled, "If you're tired you can lay on my lap if you want..." he figured it'd be more comfortable than the chair to say the least.

Wyatt was right, they would need to be careful about how they acted for now in case of jepoardizing their chance of riding themselves of their mothers custody. Logan nodded as Wyatt rested his head against his shoulder, "I'm going to ask okay? I'll be right back..." Logan was finding it hard to sit still this whole while, as he grew anxious as time passed.

Logan got up from his seat and approached one of the officers near by and explained their situation, he was very understanding and told him of a room not far off that was private and even contained a bed. Logan nodded and thanked the man before returning to Wyatt who was sitting.

"There's a room that's private... it has a bed in it, he said we could use it all we want." Logan said this with a small smile seeing how tired Wyatt was.