Stef's POV

I got out of the patrol car as quickly as I could, following Mike. "This is officer Foster. We're at the residence right now. I hear yelling and I see a man holding a gun. We're going to look through the side door."

I followed Mike and he said," Stef, there's a girl! That's who he's pointing the gun at. She's just standing there. We've gotta get her out of there."

I contemplated what to do for about five seconds and then we both entered through the side door. "Police! Put your-" I was cut off by the sound of a gun firing. Mike tackled the guy who just fired the gun and disarmed him. I saw the girl as she put her hand on her stomach, and fell to the ground. "This is Officer Foster. I have a young girl probably twelve or thirteen who just got shot. I need an ambulance ASAP."

I looked at the girl and I heard a small voice say," Callie!" I saw a boy who looked to be about eight run to the injured girl.

I had my jacket against the girl's wound amd I said," Callie is that your name?" The girl weakly nodded. "Okay, honey, I need you to stay with me. I need you to focus on me. I know that it's hard to stay awake, but I need you to stay with me."

I saw the EMTs come in and they got Callie on a stretcher. "Jude," the girl named Callie croaked out.

"I'm here," the little boy said, following behind the stretcher.

"Hey, Jude's your name, right?" I asked looking at the little boy. He nodded and I said," Well, we have to take your sister to the hospital." Jude looked at me and I quickly said," She's going to be okay. Don't worry." I felt bad for giving this kid somewhat false hope. There was a very high chance that his sister would live, but there was always that chance that she wouldn't make it. "Come on, let's go with your sister in the ambulance."

Jude followed me and asked barely above a whisper," Are you gonna seperate me and Callie? Because I won't leave her." Jude had tears forming in his eyes.

"Oh, honey, I can't decide that," I explained, looking at the little boy. "So you two are foster kids?" The boy nodded, letting a few tears fall. "Okay, bud, I'll call your social worker while we're in the ambulance. It'll be okay."

-linebreak-

The EMTs pulled Callie out of the ambulance and rushed her in. "We're losing her!" One yelled as we ran into the emergency room. "Hey, we need help! She keeps crashing!" The same guy yelled, getting a nurses attention.

A nurse ran over and questioned," What happened?"

"This is Callie Jacob. Thirteen years old. Gunshot wound," I answered, looking at the unconscious girl.

"Okay, let's get her stable," the nurse said pushing Callie on the stretcher.

Remembering about the little boy standing next to me, I said," Hey, buddy, let's wait in the waiting room until they say you can see your sister. And your social worker is on his way here."

"I want Callie," Jude said, looking very upset. "I don't want her to get hurt."

"Oh, Jude," I said, sitting next to him. "These people are going to help Callie. We will go check on her in a little while."

-one hour later-

"Jude we can only wait five more minutes and then I need to take you to an emergency placement soon," Jude's social worker, Bill, said.

Jude said," No we need to wait until-" Jude was cut off by a nirse.

"Callie Jacob," the nurse called out and we walked over to the nurse. "Hi, she's unconscious right now, but you can see her." We followed the nurse to a single room, and she pushed open the door.

I saw the frail girl laying in the bed, with the breathing cannula helping her breathe, and the IVs in her arm. "Jude, be careful," I said, as he walked towards his sister.

"So, Officer Adams Foster," Bill said to me as Jude was standing by the hospital bed. "I haven't told Jude yet but I'm afraid I'm going to have to split the two of them up. The only place that will take an injured thirteen year-old is a girl's group home."

"Bill, you can't split them up," I said, looking over at Jude. "They need each other right now more than ever."

Bill sighed and said," I know that but unless you know anyone-"

"I'll take them," I blurted out. "My wife and I will take them. Jude seems sweet and I'm sure Callie is the same way."

"Stef, Callie can be a handful," Bill said, looking at me. "Callie gets herself into a lot of trouble, and I don't want to put that on you."

"It's okay," I said, shrugging. "I'll make sure she stays out of trouble. And I can take Jude home tonight, and Callie can come to our home after she's well enough to leave the hospital."

"Are you sure?" Bill asked, looking over in Callie and Jude's direction.

"Positive," I answered. "But I need to know about Callie's health. Jude's small, but Callie looks an unhealthy small. Is there a medical problem, or was she just under fed?"

"No, there's no medical problem," Bill answered. "Sadly, I think that Callie has given her brother some of her meals so he would stay healthy. Some foster parents don't feed the kids enough. That's my fault. I'm sorry."

I nodded and said," Okay, well, did you bring their stuff?" Bill nodded and picked up two bags. "That it?" I asked.

"I'm afraid so," Bill said. "Well if you just fill out these papers, then my job is done and you can take Jude home."

"Okay," I said, looking over at the little boy who stared at his sister lovingly. "Just let me call my wife, and we can put their stuff in my car."

"Oh," Bill said, taking the papers back from me. "I forgot to mention this before. Umm.. I hope it's not a problem, but Callie has a problem with cops. "

I looked at Bill and said," Okay, well hopefully it won't be a problem at our house. I will talk to her when she wakes up."

"Okay, well I bettet get going," Bill said, looking at his watch. "I'll check up on everything tomorrow."

I waved as Bill walked away and started contemplating why someone Callie's age would have a problem with cops. Why someone would hurt a poor girl who was just trying to keep her brother safe. I was going to have a long talk with Callie when she woke up.

I picked up my phone and dialed Lena's number. After a few rings, she picked up and I said," Hey, honey. So don't freak out but I just agreed to take in two foster kids."

"Stef!" Lena said. "We don't have room for two more kids."

"Then we'll make room."

A/N: So... how was it? Please review. Thanks for reading. I will post next chapter soon.