Sequel to "What Is She Doing Here?" but basically a whole new story that takes place 10 years later. All you need to know is that Callie was adopted by Lena when she was 5 and she met Stef shortly after. Stef was pregnant at the time and had a baby and they're still together. Callie is 15 in this.

Chapter 1

"MOM!"

Lena smiled at the sound of her daughter's voice and moved her eyes from the book she was reading in bed to glance over toward her wife next to her. The blonde had just laid down and shut her eyes to take a nap after having had come home early from work. Stef opened them slightly and then shut them again, hoping that she wouldn't hear her name again.

"MOM!"

Stef squeezed her eyelids even tighter and winced after hearing Callie say it a second time. Lena began giggling as she put her book down and propped her elbow up on her pillow, leaning her head on the palm of her hand. "Honey?" she called her wife softly, despite the fact that she was fully aware the woman had been deliberately trying to ignore their kid.

"I think your daughter's calling you," Stef said casually as she finally opened her lids to stare at Lena.

"Nooo," Lena answered. "She wants you."

"But I'm so tired," Stef whispered in defeat. "And I feel like crap, which is exactly why I came home early. Please? You go," she begged and stared at the brunette with pleading intensity.

"MOM!" They heard the voice even louder this time.

"Auughhhh!" Stef grunted as she sat up from the bed and stared over at Lena. "Thanks, honey. I really appreciate it," she said sarcastically.

"I'm not going down there for nothing," Lena attempted to rationalize, while opening her book once more.

The blonde took in and let out a deep breath before asking her next question. "Is it mean to say that I miss the days when Callie was little? You know... When she hated my guts and all?" She maintained a serious tone in her voice, all the while looking at her partner through squinted eyes.

Lena smiled, "Yes... Now go," she instructed as she nudged the blonde on the butt to get her off of their bed. "Before she comes in and makes us both listen to her," she continued playfully.

Stef glared at her Lena in response, but Lena simply glanced away and tried to fight back the smile that was trying to form on her face.

"You're lucky I love you," the older woman informed her.

"I know," Lena nodded, causing Stef to roll her eyes and smile after having turned around.

The cop began heading down the stairs when she noticed Callie wasn't in her bedroom. She shook her head.

"Something in this house better be on fire if you're screaming for me, or your ass is going to be!" the blonde threatened semi-seriously as she glanced over toward the living room and finally caught Callie's gaze. Her eyes darted toward the whole scene shortly after.

Callie...

Lizzie...

And some strange woman she didn't know.

The nine-year-old giggled as she stared at Callie, something she always did when she thought her older sister was in trouble with one of the moms.

The smile on Callie's face quickly dissipated and turned into a more confused expression. She furrowed her eyebrows as she stared at Stef, not expecting to see her home so soon in the day. "Oh, sorry mom. I was calling... Mom," the teen said uncomfortably. She wasn't used to calling Lena anything other than Mommy but she hadn't wanted to do that in front of company.

Stef studied the older woman carefully while she silently wondered who she was and what she was doing in their house at the moment. The woman stood up from the sofa on account of Stef's presence and that was when Stef realized that she was extremely tall, taller than Lena. She was also thin, light skinned with long-dark black hair and had an almost flawless complexion.

"Hello," the woman greeted uncomfortably as she stared at Stef in her pajamas and began to realize exactly who Stef was to Callie and her ex-girlfriend.

"Hi," Stef said awkwardly as if it were more of a question than a welcoming greeting. They clearly were both taken a little off guard by the looks of things.

"I'm sorry," the woman finally said. "You must think I'm awfully rude," she smiled as she brought out her hand for Stef to shake.

"No, not at all," the blonde forced a smile as she shook her hand and let go. "Callie always brings random women into our home," the blonde joked as she let out a soft and awkward laugh.

The pretty woman smiled. "I'm sorry," she apologize again. "I'm Linda. So nice to finally meet you."

Stef nodded as she continued to force a smile, "Well, hi Linda. I'm Stef–"

"You know, mom," Callie interrupted them both. "I didn't think you got out of work until 6," she confessed uncomfortably as she glanced desperately toward the stairs in search for her other mother.

This was not how it was supposed to go, Callie thought to herself as she felt a strange sense of panic flow through her body. This was probably the worst way it could go actually...

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, sweets," Stef answered her daughter as she tilted her head at her in confusion. "Was I supposed to be kept out of the loop about something?" she asked her a bit of accusingly but maintained a joking tone in her voice in front of company.

Lizzie chuckled under her breath as she stared at her sister, causing for everyone to look in her direction. "Like a bandaid, Callie," she advised.

"Linda?" Lena's voice emerged from the staircase as she crossed her arms over tank top and her chest in an effort to cover it. "What are you..." She stopped awkwardly to glance over toward her oldest daughter who had guilt written all over her face.

"Lena, hi," Linda smiled.

Callie held her breath for awhile as she thought about the best possible way to handle this.

"Mommy," she finally spoke in a screechy and nervous tone. "So guess who I ran into..."