Hey guys, so I've never done a Foster's Fanfic before, but I had this idea, and couldn't get it out of my head, and my roommate encouraged me to just do it and see what happens. So this is the scene with Stef and Callie after helping Kiara. I loved how the show did it, I really did, but I couldn't help but write my own version. Parts of it, some of the dialogue at least, is the same as it is in the show, with my own thoughts added. Hope you like it!
Stef's POV:
As Kiara walked to the car with Rita's arms wrapped around her, I turned to see my beautiful, strong daughter close to tears herself. I knew how scared she was for her friend when she found out she was on the run, selling herself just to make ends meet. For a long time, really since she told us she wanted to live with Robert, something has been off about Callie, but I couldn't figure out what it was. I just can't understand-I thought getting adopted and living with us was what she wanted…
Callie turned away from the scene of her friend walking away, covering her mouth as if to hide the fact she was about to cry. Immediately, I followed her.
"Hey, hey, hey, it's ok. You did the right thing. I'm proud of you for calling me, love."
Almost before I could finish speaking, she turned around, almost angry, "Don't be proud of me!"
This shocked me. She did the absolute right thing- why wouldn't I be proud of her? She's made such strides, coming to Lena and I, rather than pushing us away and taking care of things herself. I need to find out what's going on with her- I can't take not knowing anymore.
"Ok, that's enough. What's going on with you? What's going on?"
Silently, she stood there, as if contemplating whether or not to say whatever it was. So, I decided to be a little more stern, not giving her a choice. "You need to talk to me. Now."
Finally she said, "I did something wrong, and I couldn't tell you."
"Ok, what? Why?" I said, confused and curious. I thought she knew now that she didn't have to hide anything from us.
"Because I was afraid," she said shakily, still trying to keep herself from crying. She was afraid? As confusing as this is to me, I find myself remembering Mariana when she and Jesus first came to us, and how scared she was of doing anything wrong, thinking we'd get mad at her. What if Callie, so much older than when Mariana first came to us, felt the same way?
"Afraid of what? That we'd be mad, afraid you'd be in trouble? What?" I asked, trying to keep myself calm and not upset the poor girl more.
"Both, I guess. I just…I was afraid because I lied again. And because I didn't come to you again and…because I messed up again." Now she's starting to cry, her voice getting thicker and her eyes filling with tears threatening to spill over. Taking a breath, she continued, saying "I thought that maybe that would mean that you…you wouldn't want me anymore. Like you would just finally give up on me."
What? I thought as I heard all of these words tumbling out of her mouth. This girl can just never catch a break, always thinking the worst will happen to her. I know I need to address this thought of hers, reassure her that that's never going to happen, but suddenly a thought registered in my head. Slowly, I asked, "Ok and is this why you're going to live with Robert?"
The tears finally started falling from her eyes, as she took another deep breath. "I just thought that if I left on my own, it wouldn't hurt as much as if you'd told me to go, but it does! It hurts so much!" As she finishes speaking she begins sobbing, closing her eyes as the tears fall down her cheeks.
"Ok, listen. Listen to me, look at me!" I said, trying to calm her down, needing to get this idea of her being unwanted out of her mind. I waited until she looked at me before I started speaking again. "Callie, there is nothing, absolutely nothing, that you could do that would make us not want you. We love you, so much. No matter what you do, you are my daughter and I'll always want you. "
"But-" she starts, but I cut her off.
"No buts! Nothing you do is going to make us not want you. You hear me?"
"Nothing?" she questions, tears still spilling down her face, her breaths fast as she tries to stop sobbing.
"Nothing, baby." I say as she beings crying again, putting her hands up to her face and sobbing once more. "Come here" I whisper, pulling her to me.
She buries her head in my shoulder and wraps her arms around me, gripping the back of my uniform in her fists, like she never wants me to let her go.
"It's ok, baby. You're ok. I'm right here. You're not going anywhere," I say, rubbing her back, holding her tightly. I know I need to know whatever it was that she did that made her so scared. I also need to figure out how to undo this whole moving in with Robert situation, but right now my main concern is holding my daughter while she cries, a sense of security she hasn't had since her mother died.
Finally, her breathing slows as she finally begins to calm herself down. She takes a deep breath, hugging me slightly tighter as she says, "I love you, Mom."
Tears nearly spring into my own eyes upon hearing her call me Mom for the first time. For so long, I've been hoping for her to get comfortable enough to call me that. The shock and relief of hearing those words makes me take a moment before I'm able to respond.
"I love you too, Callie. So, so much." I say as I give her one final squeeze before she pulls away.
"Now," I say, "let's go home and you, Lena and I will sit down and you can tell us what happened, ok?" I say turning towards the car. As I walk, I hear her speak again, and turn around to look at her once more.
"Actually, could I talk to Mama alone first? I kind of feel like she should hear what's been going on from just me first." She says, and I marvel at her courage and her kind heart.
"Of course," I tell her with a smile on my face when she referred to Lena as "mama".
As we drive home, I call my wife and ask her to meet us outside, and that Callie wanted to see her. Looking at my daughter, I saw that she was still a little teary-eyed, and going through that conversation again may very well result in tears once more, but I could also understand that she needed to talk about this with Lena too, to hear from both of us just how much we loved and wanted her.
So that's it for chapter 1! The next one will be this same scene, but from Callie's POV, because I wanted to show what I felt her thought process would be throughout this conversation. I hope you liked it, and I'll probably add chapter 2 sometime this weekend! Review please! Let me know what you think, because I'm CONSTANTLY second-guessing myself, unsure what I think, so I need opinions! Thanks!