Somehow, he hadn’t expected to find him back where he had originally found the twins. He’d thought that being in the home he’d grown up with his twin would be too emotional for Ethan, who had always seemed to be the more sentimental and gentler of the two.
He’d left Beacon Hills for a while, but when he’d gone back to talk to the twins and see if they’d forgive him for his part in their lives being overturned he was surprised to hear what had happened to Aiden. And that Ethan had left.
Deucalion had needed to think back on their travels together in order to figure out where he may be. And he remembered the way he often heard the twins talking when at gas stations, murmuring back and forth about their cousin and if she’d like some trinket they’d found by the tills.
Oh a whim, he’d traveled to New York City, the neighborhood he had originally found the twins in. And so he stood at the door, lightly knocking and knowing that Ethan would hear the knock if he was there.