The mother nuzzled Jason and clung to him. Letting the boy cling to her shirt with his one hand fisting into it. She mumbled I love yous over and over again. She desperately needed the boy she was going to ask to be her son offically on his birthday. They wanted to adopt him so bad. Sure you normally didnâ€™t adopt people Jasonâ€™s age but that wouldnâ€™t stop them. The father wanted it as well. She stroked his hair soothingly and cried as well. Stroking his back. â€œThank you...I need you and my husband needs you. We will get through this together. We will get him back. I cannot bear to think it could be any other way. Kinjo is like a ray of sunshine when the skies get dark and without warmth. He is a beacon of kindness to all of us. We all miss him.â€ She said softly. She listened to him as he spoke. â€œI am so proud of you Jason. I am so proud of the thoughts and wishes that you had. I just want you to know that we are here for you. I know it is hard. You are each others yin and yang. You complete each other and fill the emptiness that had burned a hole in your heart and souls. We can see that you are only half of who you are without each other. You are connected by fate and life...you will find him my dear son. You will save him from the terrible man who holds him hostage.â€ She kissed the top of his head. â€œYou will find him son and you will bring him home. You will and I am so very proud of you. I want you to know that. I am so proud of you. I am proud that you got a job. That you are working so hard to find our foster child and your best friend.â€<br/><br/><br/>Suddenly the voice of the foster father broke through the air. He carried a blanket which he draped over Angel. â€œFeel free to use the couch Angel. It has been a while since I saw you young lady.â€ He said. Going over to the two and sat by them as he pulled them into his arms. â€œI love you too my son. I also am very proud of you. You go find him and kick butt like I know you can. I am supporting you a hundred percent of the way.â€ He ruffled Jasonâ€™s hair. â€œWe need you and you need us...let us be your anchor until you find and rescue that anchor which keeps you strong.â€<br/><br/><br/>Omen knew that James was bisexual who leaned heavily towards females. He knew why he made an exception for Kinjo. It was because of his smexy and unearthly beauty. He pumped Jamesâ€™s dick faster and harder. That was the only place he was gentle to the man. He started thrusting faster and harder. Almost plowing in and out of Jamesâ€™s ass. Oh he was going to be very sore when he was through. Unable to move at all. Would serve him right. It took poor Kinjo over a week to recover from the first rage induced raping that he had put him through. He moaned as he dripped pre into the manâ€™s ass. He leaned over and whispered. â€œSometimes Karma shows up in the strangest of ways...you will never forget this...when you wake and realize what has happened.â€ He bit on Jamesâ€™s neck and sucked. He would not leave a hickey but it was going to hurt and feel good at the moment.<br/><br/><br/>Kinjo sat up and took the brush Sally had on the table nearby. He pulled her into his lap. â€œFirst...let me fix your hair little sis.â€ He said softly. Smiling a bit but you could hear the pain in his voice. He listened to her talk. â€œI dunno...you always make such good food. It is all that has kept me somewhat strong...the meals you give me when I am able to hide in safety with you and Teddy.â€ He pulled the ponytails off and sat them next to him. He undid the messy braids and gently began to brush out her hair. Before long he had it like silk. He then began to make her first one french braid and then another. Tying them off so that her braids were all pretty again. â€œThere you go sissy...all nice and pretty braids again.â€ he said with a soft smile. Patting Teddy lightly with a loving stroke to the top of his head. Then he set the brush aside as he winced from the movements.