The storm had hit fast and hard, the small family's ship destroyed. Leaving their little boy alone, in an unknown place.

The small six year old boy woke up on the forest floor, soaked to the bone and starving. "Mama? Daddy?" He asked as he looked around for his parents. Absolutely terrified.

Meanwhile not too far from the site Jane Foster was exploring the forest humming to herself. "Oh wow! Such an amazing specimen!" She ssid with a smile, examining some random plant.

This continued as she walked through the jungle, till she heard a small, shivering voice calling out for their parents.

She followed the voice till she came upon you. "Oh hello little man." Jane said gently, kneeling down to your height.

You looked at her, shivering and sniffling as you held your arms out to her, just desperate for help and warmth.

"Oh you poor thing." Jane ssid as she took off her jacket, wrapping you in it while picking you up. "I've got you darling, everything will be alright."

You held onto her tightly, snuggled into her coat for warmth. Glad she had found you. You had a pretty good idea of why your parents weren't there, but now wasn't the time. You little mind just couldn't take it right now.

Jane took you back to camp and helped get you into dry clothes, and cuddled to her in a blanket as she fed you a hot meal. "There we are, isn't this better?" She smiled.

You smiled at her and finished your meal, soon cuddling up to her, laying your head on her shoulder.

Jane smiled and got up, holding you close as she swayed back and forth, getting patting your bottom to lull you off to sleep. "Sleep well young one, I will take care of you."