So this is very very loosely based on a song. I mean very loosely, like just a line or two.
But I hope you enjoy.
I do not own anything.
"Hey cutie where you from?"
"Oh no, what have I done?" Stef says aloud as she comes to with a pounding headache.
"Not much after I slipped you that molly a couple days ago. It knocked you out cold honey, and then you were just kinda out of the last few days. But don't worry you had a good time every day, but you should douche or whatever you do cause-"
"You drugged me!?" Stef says getting up off the bed before standing directly in front of the man.
"Yea, so?" The man says shrugging his shoulders.
"One, I'm married, two I'm married to a woman, and three I'm a cop and your under arrest for rape, sexualy assulting a cop, administring an illegal drug to a cop and kidnapping a cop you bastard." She says cuffing the man before calling it in.
"This is Officer Adams-Foster-"
"Stef?! Thank God you're okay. Where the hell have you been for the past twenty two days?" Mike shouts once he recognizes Stef's voice
"Twenty two days?! You've kept me here for twenty two days?!" Stef looks at the date on the phone.
"You didn't seem to mind before!"
"That's probably because I was too high to remember anything! Mike please come get me before I kill this creep."
"Where are you Stef?"
"God I don't even know! Can't you get a trace off the phone!"
"I've been trying but it keeps reading that you're in the middle of the ocean." Just then Stef hears a wave crash outside. She goes to the door and opens it, blinded by the sun for a few seconds then seeing nothing but crystal blue water.
"I am, Mike . This sicko has me on a boat. I'll see if I can't find my way back to port-'
"Can't we're out of gas!" He says from the room. She goes back in and puts a sock in his mouth and some tape over it.
"My kidnapper says where out of gas." She says going back out to the front of the boat.
"Coast guard is already on the way. Lena is going to be so happy you're okay. She's been losing her mind with worry, been down here everyday at the station after she gets off from work. And that's when she can get get out of bed to go to work."
"Hey Mike , do me a favor and don't tell her until I'm closer to shore."
"You got it Stef. Man am I happy to hear your voice. Hey what happened that night?"
"Following Callie, making sure she was going where she said she was going, when I saw she was, I stopped by the bar for the a beer, then dumby here slipped a molly in it."
"All this because of your over protectiveness."
"Yeah well, what can I say? She's my kid."
"Anyway, because I doubt he is going to tell you his name, can you describe the guy? See if he has any priors."
"Hold on." She goes back to the room the guy is cuffed in turning on a light to get a better look at the guy. "African american, maybe mixed with something, grey eyes, mid twenties to early thirties, medium build, short curly light brown hair."
"Got a hit, Noah Avery Tillman, aka Nat."
"Noah doesn't sound like a name of rapist."
"Well he is and he is a drug dealer."
"Well at least he isn't a serial killer."
"No but he did attempt it a couple years back, said it was self defense."
"What makes you think it wasn't self defense."
"The other person was a thirteen year old girl. She told the officer her dad sent her out to do a pick up, Noah tried to have sex with her, she refused and kicked him in a very bad place when he tried to stop him and then he shot her, two inches to the let and it wouldn't have been an attempt according to her doctors."
"How far out is the Coast Guard? I don't think I can take being so close to him much longer." Stef says feeling slightly nauseous.
"Not tha-"
"Coast Guard to Man Cave, we have word that an Officer Stefanie Adams-Foster is abroad, permission to board."
"Man Cave to Coast Guard this is Officer Adams-Foster, permission granted. Mike I gotta go."
"I can hardly wait to see that ugly face of you of yours."
"You're going to pay for that."
"And I'm looking forward to it." He says hanging the phone up.
"Officer, it's good to see you're okay. There will be an ambulance at port to take you to the hospital for all the protocol procedures to be completed. Are you ready to board?"
"More than ready Sir." She boards before the captain, sailors helping her as she climbs over the side of the boat on shaky legs.
"I think I'm going to be sick." She says watching as soon as someone hands her a pale.
"Maybe you should sit down ma'am."
"Please don't call me ma'am."
"Yes ma- Okay."
"I'm just going to rest, let me know when we get there." Stef says laying down on the bench she is sitting on. It feels like only moments past before someone is shaking her awake.
"Mrs. Adams-Foster?"
"Humm, what?"
"We are pulling into port."
"Okay thank you."
"Do you think you can walk or do you want the stretcher brought to you?"
"I think it would be best the stretcher be brought to me."
"Right away Mrs. Adams-Foster."
"I just have a couple of questions for you while we ride to the hospital."
"Yes I was raped, yes I was drugged the drug used was molly, according to Noah he kept me drugged every day, I do not know if the sex was or was not protected, my sexual history is one man and one woman, well now two men, I have one biological son his birth was vaginal delivery. Past surgeries was a gunshot to the left side of abdomen, I have no allergies to any medicine, anything I miss?"
"Yes, your date of birth and last menstrual cycle."
"June 14 , 1975, and February 4."
"So you haven't gotten your period this month? Is it possible you're pregnant?"
"I can't remember, I was out of it for the past twenty two days, I suppose it could be possible, but I doubt it. I don't think he was that stupid enough to have unprotected sex with a woman he kidnapped."
"The captain said you got sick, do you think it could have been morning sickness?"
"No, I've never been a big fan of boats." I say, and even as I say it I can feel the bile rising in my throat.
"We'll have you take a pregnancy test before we do anything just to be sure."
"Okay."
"We're five minutes out. Is there anyone you can call.
"No I had my partner at work call and let my wife know."
"Okay then I'm glad you're back home safe then, and I hope I never see you again." The female paramedic says once they get Stef in a hospital room wheeling the other stracher back to the ambulance.
"Good afternoon Mrs. Adams-Foster, I'm Doctor McCall, and everything I need to know is already in your chart and you've already given a urine sample so I'm going to get that pregnancy test then do a vaganil check-"
"To make sure there is no tearing or bleeding. I'm a cop I know the protocol, Dr. McCall. But can we do that first, just to get it out the way?"
"Of course, just go ahead and lie back, while I get everything ready."
A few moments of uncomfortableness on her back and the doctor is pulling away from Stef.
"Everything is fine, you can sit up now. The pregnancy test only takes about five minutes so I'll be back then." She says giving Stef a blanket before leaving. Stef is closing her eyes to fight of another wave a nausea when the door opens again.
"Stefanie?" When she hears the voice her eyes shot open. Her wife is standing in a baggy shirt and sweatpants, her hair as wild as Stef has ever seen it.
"Lena- Give me the bucket! Now!" Stef says urgently as her stomach heaves, emptying into the bucket just in time.
"Oh God I've missed you so much." Lena says kissing her wife's face after she is done throwing up.
"I've missed you too. Even if to me I just saw you last night."
"What?"
"I was drugged, Lena. I don't remember anything that has happened for the last twenty two days."
"Oh honey. I'm just so, so happy your back, and you're okay."
"I'm not okay Lena, he was rapping me everyday for twenty two days. How can anyone be okay after that?" Stef says finally allowing herself to release the pent up emotions she had been trying so hard to hide. A few moments have passed when there is a knock at the door.
"Come in."
"Hello, I'm Doctor McCall, I won't say congratulations, but, you are in fact pregnant Mrs. Adams-Foster."
"I don't want it." Stef says after a moment of shock.
"Stefanie!?"
"I. Do. No't. Want. It." Stef says stressing each word.
"I'll leave you two to discuss this in private." Dr. McCall says leaving Stef and Lena to talk.
"After what we went through with Frankie-"
"Don't you dare compare this to Frankie! This is nothing like that. I was raped and now I'm pregnant with his child."
"Exactly Stefanie. A child. A helpless innocent child that had nothing to do with how it got here. A child that did not ask to be the product of what happened but it's here now Stef. Don't take away this innocent child's life because of who its father is. We can raise it to know only love and happiness. Not the hatred and sadness like that monster had to have been raised in to do something like this. "
"Fine."
"Thank you."
"Thank me if I'm still pregnant at fifteen weeks."
"Why then?" Lena asks, the frustration clearly on her face.
"The abortion clinics can't do anything past fourteen weeks."
"Okay fifteen weeks that's what, three months."
"Three and a half months."
"We can make it that far-"
"Bucket!" Stef yells cutting Lena off. "I think something is wrong. I didn't throw up this much when I was pregnant with Brandon."
"I'll go find the doctor."
"Hi I hear you're having some concerns?" The doctor says as she comes back in Stef's room.
"The morning sickness I have thrown up twice since I was brought in and twice before. And I didn't throw up this much when I was pregnant the first time."
"That's what I wanted to talk to you about. We got your blood work back but I just want to do an ultrasound just to be sure."
"Okay. What do you think is wrong?"
"Well nothing wrong per say, but you may not feel that way."
"What you think it's twins or something?" Stef snorts but looking at the doctor she know it's just that. "Oh come on! What the hell else can go wrong? Find out they're both fucking boys that's what hell else could go wrong."
"Stef-"
"No, this one time I am allowed to curse as much as I fucking want Lena."
"This is going to be a little cold." The doctor says, squirting the gel on Stef's still flat abdomen. "That's one embryo and that's a second, you're about three weeks pregnant. I'll set you up with an Ob and have the paperwork with your discharge papers. There doesn't seem to be any reason to keep you overnight, but as you know it is a precaution to have you set up with a Counselor."
"Don't worry about it, the department will set me up with the one on staff."
"Well I guess I'll go get the paperwork."
"Do you want to tell the kids when we get home?"
"Let's wait until thirteen weeks. You know, incase I change my mind."
"I know you won't, but If you want to wait we'll wait. But you know with the vomiting and the weight gain, they'll piece it together long before you reach thirteen weeks."
"And they'll never forgive me if they find out I didn't tell them I was pregnant. We can tell them, and I won't have an abortion. Seeing them reminded me of when I saw Brandon for the first time, I had set up the appointment to have an abortion, when they did an ultrasound to find the embryo they said they wouldn't be able to do anything because I was three and a half months pregnant. The first time I saw my son was at an abortion clinic. And when I held him in my arms for the first time, I didn't know how I could even think about doing that to my baby boy. And I did it again, I was going to kill two innocent babies." Stef is crying her heart out once again, holding on to Lena for dear life.
"You my love are experiencing the joys of pregnancy hormones times two." Lena says and Stef can't stop the short laugh that comes up.
"Thank you for being the humor, also known as me, in a hard time. I don't want to think about what would have happened if I didn't have you by my side."
"You would probably be in a loveless marriage with your ex and have two point five kids."
"I wouldn't have had a reason to be in that bar. We can't tell Callie I was following her the night I was taken. She'll blame herself for everything that happened to me."
"I already told them we had a fight and you went out to have a drink and calm your nerves which is true, I didn't want you following Callie and you still followed her. They thought we were separating when you didn't come back for a couple of days. The police thought I did something to you so a week of that went by before they realized I had nothing to do with it and put out a BOLO, APB and an amber alert out on you. Every day and every week you were gone I felt a piece of me fade away. I stopped being able to function at work. I started burning dinner, I finally gave in and let the kids order in or they'd go out and bring me back something, but I could hardly keep anything down when I did eat."
"My love, you had it worse than I did, at least I was unconscious through it all." Stef says as the doctor comes back in.
"Here you are Mrs. Adams-Foster, you have a follow-up Ob appointment on the 23rd with Doctor Annalise Davis on the third floor. I hope I don't have to see you again." Dr. McCall says with a small smile.
"I feel the same way." Stef says as she and Lena leave the hospital heading home.
"MOM!" Stef hears as soon as the door opens.
"My babies- Oh god not again!" Stef groans when she feels the familiar pull in her stomach. She makes it to the bathroom in time to empty the small meal she had at the hospital in the toilet.
"What's wrong with mom?" She hears one of the kids ask.
"How about you all go to the family room and we'll meet you guys in there." The way it's said it is anything but a question.
"Can I come in love?"
"Yeah." Stef says as she flushes the toilet. She grabs Lena's arm as she lifts her up to sit on the closed lid of the toilet.
"Here." Lena says handing her wife a towel to clean her mouth.
"Thanks love."
"You ready for this?"
"No better time than the present." Stef says standing on shaky legs as Lena opens the bathroom door.
They make their way to the living room to see five pairs of eyes looking at them as they come in.
"Well if I said I missed you guys everyday I'd be lying. I can't remember anything for the past twenty two days."
"That's good then. That means you weren't suffering or anything right?" Jude asks looking intensely at his blonde adopted mother.
"No, I didn't suffer he didn't hurt me, but… he… uh… he did drug and… and….um rape me." Stef says, suddenly very interested in her wife's ring.
"Oh mom." Brandon says as Callie takes a deep breath, knowing what it's like to be raped.
"I'm... When he... I'm...Lena could you- I don't think I can-" Stef says, tears already welling in her eyes.
"What your mom is trying to say is that in eight months you're all going to be big brothers and sisters."
"She's pregnant? Your pregnant with that monsters baby?" Brandon says, his tone in octave away from being a yell.
"No, she's pregnant with our babies. That man is nothing more than a sperm donor." Lena says feeling Stef tense next to her at her son's tone.
"Babies? You're having twins? And you're going to keep them? Your kidnapper and rapist children?"
"Brandon, I'm going to tell you the same thing I told your mother; these are helpless innocent children that had nothing to do with how they got here. Children that did not ask to be the product of what happened but are here now. And we are going to raise them to know only love and happiness."
"Fine I may have overreacted, exceptionally after what happened with Frankie."
"This is nothing like Frankie! Will everyone stop comparing this to Frankie! She wasn't a mistake, she wasn't the product of rape. Frankie was wanted and loved before she was even conceived. These babies were just an accident that we came to love after we discussed not killing them, and saw them for the first time!" Stef yells before she stands abruptly and goes upstairs, Lena hears their bedroom door slam shut.
"Well at least she went upstairs and not out the door."
"Jesus!" The girls and Lena yell.
"What?"
"That's enough, you guys order something for dinner. I'll go check on mom." Lena says standing up and following the path Stef had taken moments earlier.
"Stef, can I come in?"
"It's your room too Lena, you don't have to ask if you can come in your own room." Stef says through the door.
"I didn't know if you wanted to be alone or not."
"You're my wife Lena. If I ever want to be alone, I want to be alone with you. And you have missed out on twenty two days of hugs, kisses, and cuddle time. If the tables were turned I wouldn't let you out of this room for twenty two days. Now can you please come hold me?"
"You don't have to ask me more than once to hold my wife." She says claiming the bed, pulling Stef to her so she is laying halfway on top of her. "You have no idea how much I have missed you these past twenty two days. Everyday I felt like a piece of my heart was being ripped away. I felt like I was having a heart attack that got worse and worse and worse with everyday that passed."
"Well I'm sure if I was fully conscious the past three weeks I would have missed you like crazy."
"I love you so much Stefanie Marie Adams Foster. You and our kids are everything I need in life."
"I love you too Lena Elizabeth Adams Foster. And I love our seven kids just as much, maybe a little more but." Stef says and they both can't help but laugh.
The end... maybe...
Don't forget to leave your feelings, even the mean ones.