I DO NOT OWN THE FOSTERS NOR DO I OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS

~Five Years In The Future~

Jude is now eighteen and he has come to terms with his sexuality over the years. It was a rough couple of years especially since he was going through high school at the time. The place where it seemed like the right time for everyone and anyone to do their thing but they still get judged for it. He had a couple of enemies but nothing too serious. One of them moved away and the other just lost interest in trying to hurt him, seeing as it never really effected Jude. He was strong mentally but physically, it could use some work. He really wasn't in to sports but instead enjoyed reading and he found that writing was also an interest of his. It started as short stories but soon went to be so much more. He won a prize at his school as part of a short story contest which got him a cash prize and ever since he had thought about expanding to writing a novel. He did have a good story in mind anyway.

He was sat alone at his desk, with Brandon off at Julliard and Callie living on her own just a couple of miles away there was more space in the house. Jude got his own room and Jesus got his room back and so did Mariana. The twins stayed at home to keep watch of the baby which over the years had grown. She is now five and while Mariana still takes and now teaches dance classes and Jesus helps to keep kids off the street at any local homeless youth shelter or group home. They always find time to spend with their little sister. Jude still keeps to himself, always locking himself in his room so he can focus on his writing. He was only three chapter in on his novel and way behind on his schedule since he had spent Christmas at Callie's.

Another writer's block and Jude laid his forehead on his desk, his arms just cuddling his head gently. He shut his eyes as he tried to think of something to write, not even hearing Lena when she announced that someone was here to see him until he felt hands on his shoulders. He raised his head slowly til he was sat up straight and soon his eyes were covered. He heard laughter and then 'Guess who?'. Jude turned quickly, his vision coming back as the hands fell away and he looked up at Connor. He jumped out of his chair and hugged him tight as he then placed a kiss on his lips.

"I missed you." Jude said with a sweet smile.
"I missed you, too. Remind me to never go on a vacation ever again unless you come along." Connor said with a sweet smile as he kissed him back.

Connor was only a year older than Jude and was supportive of anything that Jude got himself in to. He found that Jude had found comfort in writing so if he ran out of notebooks, he got him some. If he ran out of pens, he would rush to Staples and buy only the best for him, etc. Jude moved from Connor's arms which found their way around his waist. He knew what he was trying to do. He could see it in his eyes.

"We can't!" Jude protested as Conner wrapped his arms around him and pressed his body against his back and started kissing at his neck, "seriously! Stooop.." Jude held back a moan. "Stef and Lena are down stairs and Isabel (the baby's name that Jude had came up with) is asleep. And you know how loud I get."
"Alright, alright.." Connor muttered and finally released Jude."But later tonight you should stop by my dorm. My dormmate isn't back yet. Maybe you could read to me what you've written so far and we can watch a movie and maybe something else.." He added with a wink.
"Sounds good. I'll text you." Jude said and sat himself back down, watching Connor leave his bedroom. He then turned back to his laptop and stared at the small line that kept disappearing and reappearing. It was taunting him so he shut his laptop and ran his hands over his face as he let out an aggravated sigh. Mariana appeared in Jude's door frame, holding Isabel who she was feeding now.

"What's wrong?" She asked. A look of worry on her face.

Over the years Mariana found herself not really being true to herself. The whole thing with her dance crew in high school was ridiculous and so she broke away from that. She let he blond fade and her original black color came back in her hair. She only now had the tips dyed purple. She kept with dance and soon wound up teaching it. She loved it and that's where she met her boyfriend of two years.

"Nothing. Just writers block." Jude muttered and slouched down in his chair.
"I'm sure it'll come to you eventually!" Mariana said as the baby started crying. She began to bounce her gently, shushing her ever so cutely as she headed back down the stairs.

Jude looked back to his door which was open and watched Mariana leave. He exhaled and sat up as he cracked his knuckles as he turned his attention back to his laptop. He opened it and began typing again.