AN So I thought we needed a conversation between Lena and Stef. Stef and Lena have just found out what happened between Callie and Liam, or at least, something happened.
"Stef, come inside" Lena called from the back porch, her robe wrapped around herself "it doesn't help, pacing the back yard"
"Don't tell me what to do, Lena" Stef called back in an irritated tone before looking over "You didn't seriously just leave Callie alone?" Stef said as she started jogging up to the porch "Leaving her alone is dangerious, did you see her leg, she just told us she was raped" Stef said angrily, walking up to Lena, who put her hands on Stef's shoulders to stop her.
"You need to calm down Stef" Lena tried to say calmly, but truthfully, she was a little frightened. Stef would never hurt her, but she rarely got this angry.
"Lena, My baby girl was raped... and.. and... BRANDED. And you expect me to calm down?" she asked with wide eyes.
"Honey, I know, she's my daught-" Lena started before Steph cut her off.
"Lena, I know she's your daughter. But it's different" Stef breathed out.
"Are you trying to say that I don't have a bond with her?" Lena asked as her anger rised.
Stef rubbed her face with a hand and looked up "You can't be serious. YOu know Callie loves you" Stef said as she folded her arms across her chest "Let's be serious. When she sleeps in our bed she usually ends up with her face in your pillow, or snuggled up to your back, instinctively she goes to you for comfort" Stef said as Lena let out a small smile "But- You know I swore this would never happened to one of my kids. I know you want to undertand, but Love, it's not something you can unless you've lived through it" Stef said as she sat down on a step with her face in her hands "I don't know what to expect from her, her and Jude were starved, beaten, and now... Callie was raped?" she asked brokenly, sliding closer to Lena who had sat down next to her "I don't understand why this had to happen to my Baby" she said as her chin started to tremble as she tried not to cry "I want to kill him".
Lena quieted and pulled Stef to her, resting her chin on Stef's head "It's alright to cry sometimes, you know" she said softly as she felt hot tears against her collarbone.
"I just don't know what to do, how to help" Stef said letting herself be comforted a moment longer before sitting up and wiping her eyes quickly, embarressed that she broke down.
"First thing tomorrow I'll call Bill, and then we can get a restraining order and we'll figure it out from there" Lena said simply, standing up and reaching her hand out for Stef. Stef took it willingly and let Lena wrap her arms around Stef, kissing her temple, before leading her upstairs.
Callie pretended to be asleep on the master bed. Not wanting to admit to either of her moms the scene she accidently walked into. Though Stef had learned Callie's breathing, when she wanted people to believe she was asleep, when she was semi asleep, or when she was in deep sleep.
"Scoot over to Mom's side" Lena whispered softly to Callie, rubbing her back, ignoring the questioning glance Stef gave her. Lena then patted Stef's behind to get in the middle
"Callie should be between us" Stef said softly, before turning and watching the teenage girl switch the two pillows so that she had her Momma's.
"It's ok" she said softly, curling into Stef's chest once Stef laid down, surprised to Find Lena spooning her from behind.
"Mom?" Callie said softly, looking up.
"What is it Baby?" Stef asked, carefully pushing hair off of Callie's forehead.
"I'm sorry."
"There's noth-"
"No" Callie cut her off softly "I mean I'm sorry someone... I'm sorry someone did that to you" she said softly. Confessing to what she had heard.
"I'm sorry it happened to you too, Baby" Stef whispered, resting her chin on Callie's forehead so she wouldn't see the older woman's tears.
Lena Wrapped her arm around the both of them, knowing that Stef would need the comfort just as much as Callie tonight "Good night, Love" she whispered, kissing the back of Stef's neck "Good night Baby" She then whispered to Callie, running her fingers through the wavy strands.