Disclaimer: I don't own Miss Siagon. I just own the idea
Chris woke up in the middle of the night and heard Tam, his little child whimpering in his sleep.
"Momma," he mumbled, "Momma, momma"
Chris rushed in. He had known Tam for 6 hours and already he loved the little boy. He was his son. He gently woke him.
"Hey buddy," Chris said rubbing his bad, "Did you have a bad dream?"
Tam nodded. Chris pulled the little boy onto his lap and dried his tears.
"You miss mommy don't you?"
"Yeah. Why she go away?"
"She didn't go away," Chris said, "She's watching over you. Ellen and I are gonna take care of you and love you just as much as she did. I promise"
Tam felt a little better and finally fell asleep. His father tucked him in and kissed him goodnight.