A\N so guys im very sorry but due to things. school, assessments, homework and a trip to frnce i currently havent finished chapter 4, however instead here is a little something i did to keep you all happy. Wish to say that i am on a chocolate high right now after my birthday. Hope you all are well and please bear with.

So someone asked for a bit more chekov/JT and i totally agree. so here a little bit of them being all cute and funny
Chapter 3 and a half

When Pavel had first arrived at the orphange, he had ben broken. His parents had been killed in a shuttle accident on their way back from a weekend away to France. Pavel had then been placed in the care of his great uncle and aunt who lived far away in the wild barrens of Russia. He had been very demanding and had put him to hard work. He hadn't hidden his dislike for having an emotional five year old, who often broke down and wet the bed.
If it hadn't been for a family friend hearing about what happened and going visit Pavel would have died of hypothermia from being left outside because he hadn't worked hard enough and did not 'deserve' to sleep inside. He was curled into a ball against the wall of the house, shivering in the woollen red jumper his mother had given to him at Christmas.
Jenny, had known The Kordeskis for years after being at the same school together as teenagers. She had moved to San Fransicso to attend Starfleet after graduation and was currently on shore leave from her post on the Lincoln as a navigator. She had been lucky enough to be serving under Christopher Pike who had allowed the ship back to Earth after news of Pavel's parents deaths. The Lincoln was in for repairs and upgrades and so, Jenny had made her way to Russia, to find a barely alive and malnourished Pavel.
Jenny had wanted to adopt him, but due to her job and still wanting to pursue a career, she had bought him back to America with her. She had gone with him to his new home in the hills of Montana.
An orphanage nestled in a valley with stunning views and a Large town nearby. The orphanage was old and apparently one of the best. It was open and airy and Jenny could see kids, sitting in a large room through an open door. Pavel had hid behind Jenny's legs.
He had stayed like that until a boy of about twelve, with sandy blond hair and bright blue eyes had come out. Instead of speaking directly to Jenny he had come up to them and sat down in front of them, looking right at Pavel.
The boy had stayed like that until Pavel had slowly come out and sat opposite him. Jenny had looked on shocked at the two of them, sitting in the middle of the hallway. Pavel had stared at the boy until he had hesitantly reached out. The boy had met him halfway and , at that moment she had never seen, something in all the time she had been with him. Trust.
The boy had stood up at introduced himself as JT and offered to show Pavel to his room. Jenny left with one of the staff to fill out some paper work. As she had made her way into the office she could see Pavel clutching at JT's hand as they made their way up the stairs. She knew he would be looked after here and hopefully forget about his terrible time in Russia.

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Pavel was scared: he was in a new country with a language he barely knew, was under weight and height for someone his age and hadn't spoken to another child in months. He thought his fear was well warranted.
When he first arrived he was expecting not much care, he was smart for his age and didn't really fit in. He hid behind Jenny's as he saw all the kids in one large room. He was looking around for a member of staff to greet them and didn't see one of the kids spot them and come over.
Upon further inspection of the boy, Pavel could see something reflected in him, he had obviously been abused at some point, and that made Pavel trust him. He didn't quite expect the boy to just sit in front of them quietly, waiting for him.
Pavel wanted to find out more, he thought this boy with the big blue eyes and pale blond hair would protect him. He felt safe with him and he didn't know why.
After Jenny had left he had clutched onto JT, he hadn't said much and that seemed okay as they made their way through the house. JT was talking quietly about the house and he greeted anybody they passed. It occurred to Pavel that t didn't seem weird that he was new here.
They arrived outside a simple door, old style like the 21st century, with hinges and everything. Inside it was pale but stylish, he hadn't brought much with him, just some posters that Jenny had bought him and clothes. JT seemed to read his mind and said "don't worry, you can buy anything you want to to make it nicer" He stated. "I'm just across the hall, you can come in anytime, day or night, I honestly don't mind" He spoke calmly but surely.
"da, o-o-k-kay" Pavel had stuttered out, he was still pretty nervous.
"are you Russian?" JT questioned in fluent Russian
"you speak it, not many people in America do." Pavel had replied, calmer than before.
JT had shrugged and carried on the tour, showing him his room, the kitchen, TV room, Gym, Garden and finally introduced him to everyone. They all didn't seem to mind he was so young or quite smart. He felt accepted here and when Jenny left hours later, he knew he was going to be happy.

As the weeks past and the nightmares subsided and friendships blossomed, he was happy. And when the Chekovs wanted to adopt him, he thought life was pretty perfect.