This is my first fanfic.

I do not own The Fosters.

Please review and feel free to leave me some ideas. This is not a character death fic.

Thanks for reading and reviewing. Sorry this chapter is short but the next one is going to be much longer. Update will come soon if there are any reviews.

Callie POV

Brandon and I finally got to my old foster dads house. I looked in the window and saw Jude standing in the kitchen washing the dishes. I told Brandon to go to the front door and keep my old foster dads attention so I can attempt to get Jude.

Brandon POV

I knocked on his door over and over until the bog guy finally opened the door and I looked at him and said I needed some help to find the nearest train station. He looked at me for a moment and finally started pointing the directions while Callie snuck into the back door.

Callie POV

I was walking through the back door going to get Jude until I bumped into a lamp and it fell of the desk. Then he turned around, I didn't know what to do. I just wanted to get to Jude. Then, he reached for the drawer and pulled out a gun quickly. He yelled at me to get out of his house but, I didn't move because I had to get Jude. I came this far, I am not leaving him with this monster.

Brandon POV

She didn't listen. She didn't move and all I heard was a loud bang ringing through my ears.