AN: First ever FanFiction. English is not my first language so bare with the grammar mistakes. Story takes place at AU, where Jude and Callie were separated after their mother's death and Donald's placement in prison. Jude has been with Fosters ever since put in foster system, Callie was bouncing homes for 4 years, till placed at a foster home, run by a woman named Amy Scott, who after a year adopted her. this will hopefully be mostly T, but if it goes in M, i will put a warning.
Please note i am not expert at police work or foster system so this is just my imagination. one that i actually dreamed after the 2x08 episode.
I do not own the Fosters.
Stef POV
Right now it was 6:28 and I was sure we would be late for the San Diego Music School Competition where the prize was the scholarship to learn with the best music teachers in the city, a scholarship with them. Rain was pouring. The windshields whisks kept going from one side to other, pushing the water away so Amy could see.
Amy Scott was my partner for about 2 years now on this force. She was a brunet, curly hair, dimples when she smiles, I have never seen her dressing in dresses. In a way she was so much like me. Just not gay, and instead of ex-husband and son from previous marriage, her baggage was much more harsher. Her son and husband were both killed in a car crash, coming home from a baseball game. It was about 2 years ago. Sometimes I don't understand how she could keep going. But, well, she has a purpose. And right now we had the same purpose. Her adopted kid Callie who was competing in the same thing Brandon was.
But right now we both had common goal - we had to make it to the audition.
We were both called to a robbery, and while we both had worked the witnesses as fast as we could, we both knew we were going to be late for our kids auditions.
"Do you know who Brandon is on list?" she asks as she makes a turn, at the yellow light. "Um, I think he said he was closer to end" I say as I hold tighter to the door handle as the turn turned out sharper than I foreseen. She hit the pedal to ground and went on the last kilometer.
"I am almost 80% sure Callie said she was like 16th…or 18th…." I give her a raised eyebrow and a smirk back "80% sure?"
"We were both in hurry this morning" she says back and smiles to me as she briefly looked to me "Don't tell me you always know what your 5 kids tell you?"
"I could say I do…but 4 of them are teenagers, two of them bicker over even pancakes and salad dressing, and everyone talks over each other" I joke and she laughs too
"See…we are the same" she says sounding confident about that
"No we are not" I say convicted, she looks to me wondering what I meant by that "Well…" I grin at her "Brandon will win the scholarship while your kids will eat his dust" I joke again, but she boosts again about her daughter "Your sons golden fingers are nothing to my daughters golden fingers and voice…she will hit the top note and you will fall back from your chair" the small chuckle indicating we were now both joking on our kids expense
"You wish!" I grin at her as she pulls up in the parking lot. We both jump out of the squad car and run inside. We push the auditorium doors open and take the nearest seat. Some boy walks off stage and then next kid walks up.
"That's my girl!" she nudges me up and calls for her "Yeah!", then shows her some sign with hands, the girl as she had took her spot, looks up from her guitar to over the back where we were sat, well, Amy now stood, I was just sitting now. Some other parents look back to us, wondering who made the noise. I can see the girl on stage smiles at Amy, and then pulls the mick a bit closer. Amy sits back down "Listen and learn oh Stefy, and hear how your son will eat my girls dust!" she nudges me with her elbow smiling at me
Lena POV
I put the lasagna on the table just as the twins, Jude and Frankie walk in and take their seat.
"Has anyone heard from Stef or B?" I ask and pour myself a glass of lemonade I made
"B texted saying they should be home in 10" Jesus says and then starts to stuff his face with food. Mariana gives him a disgusted look at his manners "How long ago was it?" I ask and start to eat too.
"Some 10 minutes ago" he says full mouth. "So, Frankie" I look to our youngest "Did your show your siblings the drawing you made today in kindergarten?"
She nods way too many times because she just like Jesus was stuffing her face
"We all saw it" Jude smiles looking to me
"And how was your math test today Jude?" I ask him knowing he had one and that he still had problems with math. Even with the tutor he had.
"I think I did okay. I hope for a C+" he looks down and pushes the food around a bit on his plate
"I believe in you bud" I say from end of table smiling to him warmly, just as back doors open and B and Stef walk in
"How did it go!?" Mariana managed to ask him before me as I had opened my mouth to ask him
"I-" he sits down as Stef washes her hands before sitting down "I got to finals!" he informs us and then there were some cheering and congratulations. Stef quickly kisses me and sits down, then takes her food too.
"Did you know which one you placed?" Jesus asks as he took a break from eating and actually decided to chew food
"Um…" he looks down and starts to eat, Stef speaks up "He lost to Scott's girl" she says and as always had a small smirk on her face
"I did not lose to anyone. It wasn't a final, just the first step audition!" he said a bit hurt "It was one point! One! Just because Mr. Richards doesn't like me!"
"Oh boo-hoo" the three oldest teases him a bit, Frankie joined too "B…suck it up" that she clearly learned from Jesus or Stef. I wonder which one let it slip while Frankie was next to them. "Watch it young lady" I scold her a bit
"Sorry mama" she says back quickly as she knew what she did wrong. Her eyes were as an open book. Stef kisses her temple which just made me think Stef was the one whose tong slipped and Frankie heard it. B shows her tong back like he was still 8. I loved my kids so much. They are everything I ever wanted in life.
"What did the Scotts girl play?" Jude asks after a moment to B "Um...some...song. I didn't ask. Wasn't listening to her play"
"She won with classic" Stef winks at me, as we both were fans of the Beetles. "I told you, you should have gone with more normal song" Jesus teases him a bit "When is the final?" I ask next, wanting to set the date aside so we all would go.
"In 2 weeks" he informs us and then the chatter moved on to other themes like Mariana's play. And Jude's poem.
Stef was now tossing the pillows to floor as I came back to room from bathroom. Stef yawned and got under the blanket and switched the light of. I joined her "B seemed upset that he placed 2nd "I say as I cuddle up to Stef
"Nah…he is okay. A little competition is good for him" she says and her fingers intervene with my "Amy is probably proud of her" I say back putting my head to her shoulder. Ever since two years ago the girl started competing almost at all the same places he did, every music school competition, they were on war path, who won more things.
"Ya'think" Stef chuckles and then adds to her previous statement "She put it in my face whole time back to precinct. And then some more…"
"You were going back to precinct?" I ask confused as to why she went back to the precinct as she had informed me in morning she would come right home, that is go to audition after work.
"We got held up at work. We both barely made it"
At least they made it – I think when she says it "Wait-" my trail of thought stopped "Those two were in back together?" I chuckle at the thought
"Aha…and yes, it was, not a very talkative ride"
Those two hated each other. They were the biggest competitors ever since Amy and Callie moved to this side of city. The kids as both were in music competed to one another almost in everything. They played nice in auditions and stuff, but in music school…they really hated one another. Biggest competitors ever.
"They will meet again in finals" Stef says and I hear her voice now tiered, her eyes closing "Night" I kiss her and she mumbles it back before drifting asleep