Disclaimer: I don't own any SJA characters, they all belong to BBC. Except Emily, she is mine.


Sarah Jane's POV

We did it. We actually did it. The three of us managed to stop them. "I'm free!" He exclaimed and I gave him a hug. "This is good, right?" He asks and I nodded.

"Oh yes, that's good!"

"So what's going to happen to him?" Maria asked me after we had finished initially celebrating. I frowned. That was a good question. What could we do with him? He has no family and nowhere to go. I looked at him, whom now looked sad.

"This is bad?" He asks and I shook my head.

"You can come stay with me. At least for a little while." I tell him and he smiles a bit. And I did too. I had never been a mother or anything like that before, but I was sure I could manage; at least for a little while.

But it didn't last long. Not for as long as I thought it would.


I had gotten him some new clothes that were fit for a boy his age that afternoon. Then I invited Maria over that evening so we could officially celebrate. The three of us were drinking some lemonade while trying to come up with a good name to give him when a woman came over.

"Hello, I'm from social services." The woman said. I stood up abruptly after glancing at Maria and the boy as she walked into my garden.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I'm here to take the boy to get him sorted into a children's home." She says. How did she know about him? And how did she even know I had him? I went over to her and asked for her to explain the situation. Apparently there were cameras in the factory and there was some footage. Only enough for them to gather that he was a child that they were experimenting on, whom now needed a proper home.

"I guess staying here with me isn't an option?" I asked and she shook her head.

"Unless you are a licensed foster parent, I'm afraid not." She says, sounding sincere. "Thank you for looking after him until we could come out, Miss..."

"Smith. Sarah Jane Smith." I told her and then looked back and saw that Maria had left and it was just him. "Can I have a few minutes alone with him first? I think he would rather hear this from me." I tell her and she nods. I watch as she leaves my garden to go wait out on my driveway. I sighed, glancing back at him. I had told him he could stay with me for at least a little while. I didn't think his time here would be cut so short.

I walked back over to him and sat next to him. "I have to go with her, don't I?" He asks and I nod slowly. "Why? Why do I have to go?" He asks me and I wish had an answer; a good answer. In all honesty, I didn't want him to go. I know what I said earlier. I had said that I didn't think he should stay here with me but I was wrong. Now I was realizing the idea of him staying with me wasn't such a bad idea. It actually would be the best thing for him, considering what he is. And it would be nice to maybe have someone else in the house.

"Legally they have to put you in a proper children's home because you don't have parents." I say.

"I want to stay here. I want to stay with you." He says and that just made this even harder.

"I'm sorry but you can't."

"Why not? I don't understand." He says. The world was already so new to him. He was confused about everything as it is and now we had this; this just made it so much harder. I wish I would have had Mr. Smith check the cameras and erase any and all footage.

"I'm not a foster parent and they can't let you stay here if I'm not a foster parent." I say, not sure if he would even understand that. But it was the best answer I could give him.

"What if they don't like me? What if they do stuff like they did to me?" He asks and I honestly didn't have the answers. I wish I did. I wish I could just tell him he could stay here and I would take care him. But I couldn't.

"You'll be okay." I say because it's the only nice thing I could come up with to say. I look at him and I could tell that he didn't really believe me. I put my hand on his shoulder and he looked at me, with obvious tears in his eyes. It honestly made me want to cry. He was so scared and confused; and there was nothing I could do to make this better. "You remember my phone number?" I ask and he nods.

"I don't forget anything." He says and I nodded.

"If you ever need me, just call." I tell him. "Anytime." He nods, and though it was something, I knew it wasn't the same. I walked him out and then he stopped me before we got to the car.

"What would you have named your son if you had one?" He asks me.

"Luke." I tell him. I have always loved the name; even when I was little. I always told myself when I had kids, I would name my son that. But it never happened; it would never happen.

We walk over to the car and the woman gets down so she can speak to him eye to eye. "My name is Emily and we're going to put you with a nice family, okay?" She says and he doesn't move or say anything. "Can you tell me your name?" She asks him and before I could speak, he did.

"Luke."

I looked up at hearing that. I felt happy for a split second, but that faded away with sadness as I remembered what was happening; he wasn't my son; once they left I would probably never see him again. I know what he wanted and what I wanted, but it seemed as that would never happen. But maybe it's better he have a normal life; one he could never have with me. I was about to walk away when I felt arms around me. I looked down to see him with his arms around me tightly.

"I don't want to go." He says. I hear his voice break and I run my hand through his hair. I felt tears building up in my eyes, but fought them off. I wasn't going to cry.

"I know. But it'll be okay." I say and get down to how Emily was so I could talk to him. "But you have to. You'll go with her. You'll get to be with a family and have a good normal life." I tell him as I wipe the tears from his eyes. "And I'm here, if you need me." I whisper to him and he nods.

"Goodbye, Sarah Jane." He says, sadly following Emily and getting into the navy car.

"Goodbye Luke." I say and then Emily walks over to me. I wish she hadn't because I wasn't sure how long I would be able to hold myself together.

"I might be able to keep him at the home for a little while. It only takes a month or so to become a foster parent, especially if I give a little nudge." Emily says giving me her business card. "Call me if you're interested."

I watched as the car drove away and then went inside.

I just really hope he'll be okay.


So I couldn't sleep last night and after watching 'Invasion Of Dinosaurs' I ended up writing this along with the first chapter of another SJA fanfiction. I'll post that story soon, but I think FFN only lets me post one new story every twenty-four hours.

Anyways, let me know how you liked this. I have the next two chapter already written. So if you like this and want more, leave me a review ;)