Chapter Three:
Jaffa was taken In by a foster family who had A son a year younger then him. He liked the kid, he was kind and soft. A little shy but that suited Jaffa as he was the same way.
The day he was due to move In with his new foster family Zoot was helping him pack at the care home.
"It's going to be good, they sound like kind family. Maybe they will formally adopt you." he said as he put the last of Jaffa's clothes in the suitcase.
Jaffa smiled and nodded "Yes I would like that, the young son Is rather shy but I like that we will be able to connect In that way." he said.
Zoot nodded "It will be good for you to make A new friend you can talk to to when I can't be there." he said.
When they got to the foster families home Zoot hugged Jaffa and left to let him settle In.
After A few days Jaffa was soon feeling like part of the family. He found It A little strange that A family were so kind to each other.
He asked his foster mother Marie this when they were sitting watching TV one evening.
"That's what family do, we take care of each other. Don't you ever fear being alone." she said and hugged him. Jaffa cuddled close and dosed of In her arms murmuring a single word that would pull at his foster mothers heart.
"mother..."
This single word made her want to adopt him all the more. She looked to her husband and he gave a gentle smile and nodded. They couldn't not adopt him.
Over the next month Jaffa bonded well with his foster brother and became ever so protective of him. The family also fully accept Zoot and treated him like family.
"Well today Is the day we sign the adoption papers. How are you feeling Jaffa?" asked his father Mike.
Jaffa smiled as he sat at the table drawing with James the younger boy "Yes I am excited." he said and got up and hugged Mike. Mike smiled and hugged him back.
They all set of and when it came to signing the papers Jaffa was shaking with anticipation. The final furniture was done and Jaffa was finally part of the family.