Callie's POV

I opened my eyes and looked around the room. I saw Jude sleeping in a chair, and a cop sitting in a chair.

"Where am I?" I asked, trying to sit up, but deeply regretted it. I was in serious pain.

"You're in the hospital," the cop said. "I'm Stef. I was there when you got hit by the car."

"Hit by the car?" I asked, confused. When I suddenly remembered. I remembered shoving Jude out of the way as the car sped around the corner. I tried to move as well, but I didnt move in enough time. "Jude, is he okay? Did he get hurt when I shoved him?"

The cop named Stef chuckled and said," Goodness no! You're the one laying in the hospital bed. Speaking of which, let me go get the nurse." Stef left and I sat in the bed, and I felt my leg. It hurt so bad. Stef returned with a nurse, and after the nurse checked me, Stef spoke up. "It was brave, what you did. You saved your brother."

I shrugged and said," Just doing what's right. I mean, any decent perso would've done the same thing."

"But you could've died," the officer reasoned.

I shrugged again and said,"Why are you here?" I wasn't trying to sound rude. Just curious.

"Your brother had to have someone stay with him in the hospital for tonight," the officer answered, calming the thought in the back of my head that she was going to take Jude away.

"So you're not taking Jude away?" I asked.

"No, I'm not," she answered, and I smiled. "But, I was curious. Did anyone ever hear your side of the story?"

I was confused and asked," What do you mean?"

"Oh, when you were arrested four years ago," Stef replied. "I was wondering if someone ever listened to your side of the story."

I tensed up at the thought of juvie and Jim Pearson. "No, but it doesn't matter. What matters that Jude's safe. That's it. Plus, it's a long story."

"Well I'm a very good listener," the officer replied.

I opened my mouth, but I saw Jude move and I couldn't risk him thinking that it was his fault I was arrested. I shook my head and said," I better not. Sorry."

I saw Jude slowly open his eyes and he saw me awake. "Callie!" Jude exclaimed. He shot up and went from the chair to the bed I was in. "Are you okay? I thought I lost you."

"Hey, buddy," I replied. "I'm okay. I thought I lost you too." I hugged Jude and it hurt a little when he hugged me, but I wasn't going to ruin this moment.

Jude pulled away and said," Oh, Officer Adams Foster stayed with me. She's nice." I nodded and Jude's face softened when he said," You saved me."

"It's my job," I said, as he cried. I wiped one of his tears and I said," I have to save you from stupid people. " Jude chuckled when I said that, and I let him crawl into the hospital bed with me. "I love you, Jude."

"I love you too, Cal," Jude said. "When can we go home?"

"Well, what time is it?" I asked, and Jude looked at his watch.

"8:24" Jude replied.

"Well, I guess we have to wait until the doctor clears me to go, " I answered.

-one hour later-

"Okay, you can go," the doctor said. "Have a good day. And take it easy, Callie."

I nodded and said," Thanks." I started walking by Jude on my crutches.

When we started out on the sidewalk I heard a voice say," You guys need a ride?" I expected it to be Rita, but I saw the cop from my hospital room.

"No, it's okay," I said, shaking my head.

"I don't mind," Officer Adams Foster said. "I wouldn't feel right letting you walk to your house on crutches. For my sake, please."

I sighed and said," Okay, come on Jude." We walked ro the car and I opened the passenger door, and Jude got in the back. "Thank you," I said, setting my bag down in my lap.

"You're welcome, sweetheart," Stef said. "Now where do you live?"

"375 Maine Street apartment A, it's just off Washington," I replied, pulling my phone out of my backpack. "Crap, my phones dead. Jude can you text Rita and Daphne about what happened. Unless you already did. And let them know I'm okay."

Jude nodded and said," I texted Rita and Daphne last night, but I'll let them know you were discharged."

"So, Callie," Stef pressed," where do you work?"

"Well, I work as a waitress at a restaurant on 2nd street during the week, but sometimes I work at a drop-in center on the weekends," I replied. "Jude usually hangs out at the drop-in center while I work. It's a place where foster kids can hang out with others and get help that they need."

"That's good," Stef said. "Will you still be able to work while your leg heals?"

I shrugged and said," I'll just explain what happened to my boss at the diner and get weekday hours at the drop-in center."

Jude tapped my shoulder and said," Does that mean that you'll pick me up from school and then we'll walk to the center?"

I nodded and said," It'll only be for a little while just until I can work school hours at the restaurant, okay?"

"So, you don't own a car?" Stef asked, honestly I was a little annoyed that she was asking so many questions. She sounded like the CPS worker that visited after I adopted Jude.

"No," I replied flatly.

"Hey, Daphne said that she could come over later after she gets off work," Jude said, looking at his phone.

"Well-" I started but the car stopped.

"We're here," Stef said, as I opened my door. "Bye Jude, bye Callie. Have a good day."

"Okay, thanks again," I replied as I shut the door and got out. Then, Jude and I walked to our apartment door.

A/N: Thanks for reading. Please review. Thanks. This was just kind of a filler chapter and how Callie felt about Stef etc. Next chapter will be a little more indepth on Callie and Jude's living situation, and maybe a flashback on when Callie adopted Jude.