Final chapter. Thank you to everyone who has been reviewing and reading, you're all amazing, and to those of you who said I made you cry, I'M SORRY, and bring tissues for this chapter.

It had been a little under three weeks since Callie had first come into the hospital, and the family was doing the same thing they had done every day since then. Every afternoon Brandon would round everyone up in his car and drive them to the hospital, where they would all crowd into the little room and talk about everything they could think of, except for the main issue at hand. Pretending that it wasn't happening, even though the proof of it was lying in the bed at the heart of the room. This was the only time they had to spend together as a family these days.

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Pain.

It suddenly hit her body like an electric shock, pulsing through every vain. She didn't want to open her eyes. The effort seemed far too much and she didn't want to face reality.

She tried to think of the last thing she remembered. It was like looking at a series of photographs, which got blurrier the further she looked. She remembered the loud traffic below her and the noise of the cars. She could feel the cold metal railings beneath her fingers. She remembered Brandon's face and then…Callie winced at the memory of falling to the ground that seemed so far away. It must have been quite noticeable because suddenly the background noise of people talking stopped and she heard Stef whispering her name to her left, and someone else, she guessed Lena, taking her right hand.

She hadn't expected them to be there. After all she wasn't their child, what did they care if she was in the hospital?

She inhaled deeply before finally opening her eyes. Everything seemed blurry and disorientated, but she could just make out that her brother, along with the rest of the Fosters were stood around, watching her. She could feel her heart beating a fast but steady beat in her chest.

And she hated it.

She hadn't jumped off a bridge so that she could live. She jumped off the bridge so that she could put an end to her pain. Well it hadn't ended. The pain was here and stronger than ever. It was overwhelming.

She wanted to be dead. She wanted it more than she had ever wanted anything. But once again things hadn't gone her way.

She was sobbing, kicking and screaming. Yelling at everyone for keeping her alive. "I want to die" she screamed over and over, before leaning back against the pillow, exhausted from everything. When she trusted herself to open her eyes again she did, focusing on the face of her little brother. He was looking at her in a way that shocked her to the core. She had seen him look at others like that before, the dark people in their past, but she had never seen that expression on his face when he was directing it at her. It was like he was scared of her.

He was right to look at her that way. She had been selfish. For putting him through the possibility of losing his only relative. And for putting Stef and Lena through the cost and inconvenience of having her staying in the hospital when in reality they didn't even have anything to do with her.

She took a deep breath, before whispering an apology into the now silent room. She looked Jude in the eyes, she wanted to tell him how much she loved him, how none of this was his fault, but she couldn't get the words out. She just hoped he could see it in her eyes. She opened out her arms and after a moment's hesitation Jude was on the bed next to her, his skinny arms wrapped tightly around her, realising now just how close he came to losing his sister forever. Callie let him cry onto her shoulder and hug her, although it was doing nothing for the injuries littering her body. She kissed his head and whispered comforting words into his ear. As she rocked her younger brother in her arms, Callie took a moment to look around at everyone else in the room. She took in the tears silently making their way down Stef and Lena's faces. They were looking back at her. There was something in their eyes that Callie hadn't seen in a long time, not since their mother had died. Love.

Callie couldn't work out whether it was that that was making her cry, or whether it had just been an exhausting couple of minutes. She swallowed back the sobs now forming in the back of her throat before moving so Jude could look her in the eyes. She knew she had the attention of everyone in the room. "I'm going to get better" she said.

"Do you promise?"

She took a deep breath "it's going to be hard, but I will make sure I don't do something like this again" She knew she couldn't put them through any of that again.

Stef smiled "well I'm glad to hear that, because we are going to get you the help you need, and we are going to be with you every step of the way"

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When Brandon had taken Jude and the twin's home, Stef and Lena sat themselves down in the two now vacant chairs next to Callie's bed.

Callie started to apologise again but Stef cut her off. "Don't. You don't need to. None of this is your fault"

Callie could see the sincerity behind the older women's eyes, so she just nodded in response.

"But I want you to know you can tell us anything, we don't ever want you going through something as horrible as everything with Liam on your own. No one deserves that"

Callie flinched at the mention of Liam's name. "How did you-"

"-Brandon told us" Lena cut in. "You don't have to worry, Stef's making sure that that's all being taken care of"

Callie nodded again, for once feeling like she could completely trust someone other than Jude.

"Is there anything you want to say?" asked Stef.

Callie knew she was talking about Liam, but there was one thing she really needed to get off her chest. "Yes. Thank you for not giving up on me. If this had happened at any of my other homes…" she trailed off.

"Sweetheart" said Stef "we would never give up on you."

Well there we go. This was completely different to what I planned, but I still think it's OK, although it's quite short. Leave me a review and let me know what you think. I know a lot of you wanted Brallie to happen but I said from the start that that would only be an underlying theme.

And finally-after uploading the last chapter which had parts in everyone's POV, I realised that for whatever reason I love writing in the character of Jesus. So I really want to write a story focused on his character, so this is where you guys can leave me a review with some suggestions for my next story