Summary: Callie visiting Stef in the hospital after she was shot. In this story Stef was shot in the line of duty unlike in the show. She is also already married to Lena. I am not sure how long this will be it's based on what you guys think. :) It's my first FanFiction so I am a little nervous about this. I hope you enjoy. Story focuses on Stef, Callie and Lena, no Brallie. I do not own the Fosters I just love the show.

Callie POV

Room 6b. Stefanie Adams Foster read the nameplate on the hospital room door. My eyes fixated on Stef's name as I rubbed each letter with my finger almost tracing it. I placed my hand slowly on the cold knob resisting more than anything to turn it as I could feel my tears falling again. Turning the knob would mean I would need to open it and opening it would mean I would have go in. Going in would mean I would have to face it. Facing it would mean it would be a reality. And this would be a reality that I would have to deal with. A reality I didn't want to deal with or accept for that matter. None of us did. The reality was that Stef had been shot and the doctors told us she was very critical and that they needed to monitor her very closely. She had lost a lot of blood. At this point I couldn't help but feel like life had been playing one big joke on me ever since my mother died a few years ago. How could I not feel that way. It just didn't seem to be on my side at all. That was the whole reason I had closed off my heart to begin with and I had been successful. That was until I met Stef and Lena a few months ago.

I don't know when it happened in fact I don't even know how it happened or how I could let it happen. Despite my best efforts to block both Stef and Lena from entering my heart they had. They had found their way deep inside of it and apparently Jude and I had found our way deep inside their hearts too. It was only a few days ago that they told us they wanted to adopt us. I didn't think I had heard right considering all the trouble I had caused from the minute I first walked into their home. I didn't exactly make the best first impression especially with Stef. We bumped heads from day one and I found a way to break every single rule she implemented. Stef was the one I'd battle with, yell back at and just be flat out rude too. Lena had to be the peace keeper between us because of my back talking. She had grounded me countless times, and taken away every privilege imaginable especially after I had run away twice. Both times she tracked me down. Stef was relentless and my heart picked up on how far she would go for me. Even if I didn't want her too. But she had become the one that had seen me cry for the first time, she heard every single bad thing that had happened to me, she was the one that comforted me when I had nightmares about being abused. She was the one I talked to about what kind of person my mother had been. She was the one that let me sneak sips of her morning coffee and wink at me as to say it was our special secret. She was the one that checked on me twice every night. She was the one who texted me every morning when I got to school saying she loved me to the moon and back. I don't remember when I stopped battling her, yelling and being defiant to her. I don't remember when all that anger turned into me loving her so much. All I knew was that Stef had become my mom. She had become the one I'd go to instantly.

Coming out of my thoughts I realized my hand was still gripping the knob of the door as I had still neglected to turn it. Shit, I thought to myself. I just shouldn't have come. I should've just stayed home and tried to forget about this and block it out like I usually do with painful crap. Everyone else had visited Stef earlier but my feet wouldn't move. Almost like they had been cemented to the floor as Lena had stood in front of me asking if i wanted to join them. I had immediately responded by shaking my head no. Even though I Ioved Lena and Stef equally I still had not opened up to her. But she knew, she knew how I felt about Stef.

"Callie, whenever you're ready. I will send my love to mom for you ok?" Lena sat next to me placing her hand on my knee. I didn't look at her because if I did I wouldn't be able to hold it in and contain my feelings like I wanted to. But it was hard for me to understand. Understand how she could try to comfort me when she was the one who really needed it. Her wife and soulmate, the woman she loved more then anything was laying in a hospital bed fighting for her life.

"It's, it's ..I'm fine, really. I just don't like hospitals much. Please I'll be ok." I said still not making eye contact. She still continued to rub my knee as I saw Jude's feet come closer to me. I slowly managed to move my eyes up to his.

"Jude it's ok buddy I'm fine go see Stef. Kiss her for me."

"You sure Cal?" He asked hesitantly as I saw his red eyes from crying.

"Yeah go ahead buddy. Seriously I'm good." I lied. "Go see her."

" You positive Cal?" he asked again

" I'm totally positive buddy. Seriously believe me." I forced a smile on my face as I knew Jude knew I was lying. But he loved Stef and I knew he wanted to see her. Jude in some cases was a lot stronger then me.

"Ok, we'll be right back honey. If you change your mind it's room 6b ok?" Lena said leaning in and kissing my forehead." I still didn't make eye contact with her.

Later that night after Brandon drove us home my mind was wrecked. Mariana was silent but sobbing from time to time, Jesus just stared into space, Jude was antsy and Brandon tried to distract himself by turning on some random tv show. None of it helped.

"We just saw her this morning. I don't understand. I'm so scared. What if..?" Mariana said as tears started to fall from her eyes again. "I'm just so scared."

" Hey it will be ok. Mom is strong. She will pull through." You know she's a ball buster." Jesus went over to comfort his twin as she cried in his arms. They were just like me and Jude.

"Mom will be fine. Jesus is right. If anyone can get through this she can." Brandon said. We all just continued to sit there in silence as Jude laid his head on my shoulder. I didn't know what to think. My mind didn't want to go there.

"I hope she will be ok Callie. I love her. I love her so much. Like I loved mom." Jude whispered.

"I love her too Jude." He laid his head on my lap as I rubbed his back.

That was why I came tonight. Because I loved Stef. Even though I was completely terrified and my body knew it for it was rebelling against me. I loved her more than anything. But the fear was intense and was causing my hands to shake and tremble involuntarily and my legs were feeling like jello. But I proceeded to turn the knob ever so slightly as the anxiety crept up slowly throughout my body. I feared what I would see on the other side of the door. My stomach turned as I felt the lump in my throat appear. I swallowed slowly as I began to feel lightheaded. Breathing heavily I felt what I knew was a mild panic attack. But I did it. I sucked up my fear because I knew if it was me Stef would be there. She would be with me, hold my hand and stay with me however long I needed. And she had.

I walked into the warm lit room hearing the beeping from the machines. My eyes found Stef lying in corner of the room. As I assumed she was hooked up to about four machines and had an array of tubes sticking in the inside of both arms and a breathing mask covering her slim nose. I could already feel my eyes watering again and my feet became like cement as I stood halfway between her and the door. The rush of emotions and fear again flowed through my body like a flood. No, no she would stay. She would stay with me and hold my hand and kiss me even if she was scared. Slowly I walked over to her and placed my hands on the cold bars of the bed. I saw her chest moving up and down slowly. I didn't know if I should talk. I didn't know if she would hear me. I stood there speechless as the tears fell from my face like waterfalls. Thinking back to just last night when we were all cuddled around the fireplace watching Stephen King's, IT. It had been Jesus' choice and somehow he had convinced us all to watch it. I was hesitant myself since I didn't much care for creepy movies so I sat in the kitchen playing on my phone. A few minutes later Stef appeared in the doorway.

"Hey my love not up for a movie?" She walked over to me and rubbed the side of my face as I looked up at her and she smiled. Her long blonde hair hung past her shoulders.

"Mm it's kinda creepy. I think i'll just go up in my room maybe read or something. I don't want to have nightmares." I proceed to scroll on my phone.

"Nonsense I need you in there to protect me." she said. I looked up at her doubting what she said and had to laugh.

"You're a cop Stef you're not scared of anything. Besides i'm only 15." I said laughing.

"Cop or not I'm deathly afraid of clowns. I mean isn't everyone?" her face looked creeped out and I laughed as she scrunched up her face.

"But yes, yes ok it was just partly an excuse to get you to sit with me." I smiled at her and she held her hand out for me to follow.

"Come on sweets, I won't take no for an answer." I slowly got up from the stool loving the fact that she came to get me. Everyone was already immersed in the move as Jude crawled up next to Lena and Mariana. Jesus was sprawled out on the floor with Brandon making sure he saw all the creepiness front and center. I stopped and stood in the doorway unsure of where to sit as I saw the open space on the couch next to Stef.

"Come sit with me babygirl." Stef padded the seat next to her as I smiled walking over. As I sat next to her she wrapped her arms around me tight. I looked up at her as she winked at me and kissed my forehead.

"Ready to be scared shitless?" she said.

I laughed.

"Honey, language." Lena scolded.

"Love in this case it is allowed. Have you seen this clown? How on earth did we let this kid convince us to watch this. Good lord."

"Mom! Hush I can't hear." Jesus yelled.

"Can I throw something at him?" Stef whispered in my ear as I smiled up at her again. I turned my body and leaned back into Stef. She wrapped her arms around me tighter as I started to rub her hand. Something I'd never done. I felt her place her chin on the top of my head kissing it.

"Callie, I love you my baby. And 15 or not you're my little girl. I love you so so much." she said squeezing me and whispering in my ear.

"I love you too Mo..Stef." I realized I had almost let it slip again. This was the second time I'd caught myself in two days. I felt her touch the bottom of my chin to lift it up to look at me. She knew I almost let it spill out again too.

"One day love I can't wait to hear the whole word." I smile shyly as she kisses my forehead.

"But no pressure none at all. I'm just so happy you trust me and Mama and I can't wait to sign those papers Callie Adams Foster." My heart warmed at the sound of my soon to be name. It almost exploded out of my chest.

"Stef? I continued to rub her hand.

"Yes love?"

" Maybe I can be Callie Stefanie Adams Foster?" I said shyly.

I felt her stiffen but not in a bad way. I heard almost a mild gasp from her as if she was in shock at what I said. Again she looked down at me and turned my face to meet hers.

"Callie. That just made my entire..that made my entire I don't even know. Month, year. That is the sweetest thing anyone has ever asked me. I would love that you have no idea baby." She became choked up as she spoke to me and she was tearing. I wiped them for her as she hugged me harder.

" I love you Callie Stefanie Adams Foster forever." she whispered in my ear. I laid on her chest not seeing any of the movie.

"I love you too." My eyes closed as she rubbed my head and I fell asleep.

I was brought back into the moment with tears streaming from my eyes like never before when I heard Stef moan and she moved her head a bit. The lump re-appeared in my throat and I placed my hand on top of hers rubbing it like I had done last night. Comforting her. I didn't know if she could feel it or if she sensed I was there but I felt her hand move into mine.

"Mom. I love you. I love you so much." I leaned over and placed my head on her chest letting my tears fall on her hospital gown.