AN- THank you all for the wonderful feedback. It seems crazy we're only five days in! We're starting the chapter in the courtroom where Callie is testifying.

"How old were you when this happened?" Callie's lawyer asked her.

"I had just turned 15."

"Just turned 15" he said, almost like a question "And how old was Mr. Olmstead?"

"19" Callie answered evenly, taking a deep breath and stealing a glance at Liam who had his eyes on the table.

"And how would you describe the nature of the incident?" The lawyer asked.

Callie stopped for a moment and her eyes locked with Stef, who was trying to hold back tears. Callie knew what they had practiced, she knew what her moms were expecting to come out of her mouth, but she couldn't.

"Would you describe it as concentual?" The lawyer asked.

Callie took one last look at her mom, trying to convey why she couldn't lie "No" she spoke clearly.

"No?" The lawyer asked, confused at this change of testimony.

"No" She said again "I did not agree to it. He forced me to have sex with him. He raped me" she said as bile flooded the back of her throat, swallowing she looked back up at Stef, who had tears running down her face, but her lips turned upwards slightly. Callie watched as the DA step up.

"Miss. Jacobs, this incident, 'rape' you called it, happened a very long time ago. Why not call your case worker at that moment it happened? Sense it seems to have, scarred you so much."

Callie took a shuttering breath and fixed her eyes on her moms "Because for once, my little brother wasn't getting hurt. He was safe, and if that meant I was hurt, so be it. I could go to bed every night knowing he was ok."

"But, two weeks later you guys were moved at your request?" He asked with a raised eyebrow "Why is that? I mean, your little brother was safe."

"Because, I was raped four more times. I couldn't keep living like that." Callie said with tears forming in her eyes, praying that she wouldn't break down "I would rather be hit and save Jude from physical abuse, than to be raped. Jude was loosing me, mentally, and, until he was safe, I needed to be there."

"You sound like a devoted big sister" The DA said, not all that sincerly.

"I try. I try to give him everything I can."

"Then why, Miss. Jacobs, did you ruin your last foster father's car and get yourself sent to Juvinile Detention."

"Mr. Watkins hit Jude, and wouldn't stop hitting him. So I did the only think I knew would get him to stop hitting Jude. I put a bat to his car."

"Yes, and left Jude alone, with someone who aparently wasn't safe for three months. Jude didn't make any complaints. You didn't tell anyone about that, until you went storming into his house with a foster brother to steal Jude. When he pointed a gun, not sure what you were going to do, you said this abuse towards Jude occured. And then, it wasn't until you met another teenage girl, that was happy at the Olmstead's did you make this aligation towards Mr. Olmstead. Are you sure it wasn't because you were mad, that there was a girl who was getting to be happy, when you ruined it for you and your brother?"

"I wanted to make sure Sara was safe."

The case went on and Stef seithed inside. She wanted to hurt the man up there telling her what a horrid sister she was as much was she wanted to hurt the man sitting at the defense table, the man who hurt her Baby. It wasn't until the judge started talking that Stef was pulled out of her rage enough to hear "In regards to the charge of rape, we find Olmstead not guilty"

Callie looked stircken for a moment before making herself look blank, and it about killed Stef to watch her. She didn't understand, she, herself was great at masking feelings, but it seemed like Callie was expecting it. Stef didn't understand. How could the judge not see what happened. She jumped when she felt a hand on her arm, without thinking she pulled Callie onto her lap. It should have felt awkward, a little uncomfortable, seeing as she was only an inch or two taller than Callie. But Holding her daughter felt like second nature to her. She didn't know how she survived before without this girl who fit so perfectly under her chin. As Lena kneeled infront of the two of them, rubbing Callie's back, Stef held Callie as close to her as she could. She worried. THere was nothing, not a tear or a sound. But she dissmissed it. Thinking that this was Callie making peace with what happened.

Lena decided a movie nght would be a good idea for everyone. When she and Mariana came in with popcorn she found Callie in the middle of the couch, on one side of her, she held Jude close to her body and Lena couldn't help think of the court case. Callie always did whatever she could to save that little boy. Running her fingers through his hair Lena heard a soft "And now you're safe, no one will ever hurt you here" that killed her.

As 'Brides Maids' started Callie seemed to start to relax, eating a small bit of popcorn and not holding so tightly onto Jude, who was leaned against her. About 20 minutes in she excused herself, leaving Stef, Lena, Mariana, and Jude downstairs to go to her bedroom. After putting the two other kids to bed Stef knocked on Callie's door to say goodnight and to check in. It had been a bad day and Callie wasn't talking about it. "Callie?" she called as she knocked again and tried to open the door, which was locked. Going into her own room to try that door she cursed to find the door locked too "Callie, Honey, open the door please" she called as she knocked louder. Before going through her drawers quickly, trying to find the key. They never used it. They had put the lock on the first time one of Brandon's friend's walked through the wrong door and was horrified to find Stef changing. "Callie, if you don't open the door I'm going to get in anyways" she said firmly as fear flickered through her stomach.

With two heaves against the door she managed to break the lock and was horrified to what was in front of her.

"Callie, Love, give me the knife" she said soft but firmly. Callie shook her head quickly, pulling the knife and her arm closer to her body.

"This isn't the way Baby" Stef said as she took a tentative couple steps foreward, trying to keep her voice steady and hide the emotion "I know it hurts Baby, It's an ache that won't go away overnight, but me and Momma love you, and Jude"

"Jude has you and Lena" Callie said, emotionless, having a death grip on the knife.

"Jude will never love us the way he loves you, Cal" Stef said, again inching foreward.

"Just stop" Callie cried, turning towards the wall on her bed "He has a family that loves him, that's all I ever wanted."

Stef was now kneeling on the side of Calie's bed, inches from her. Not speaking for a moment she watched Callie's grip start to weaken and hated what she did next. Quickly she grabbed Callie up, pinning her arms to the sides, as Callie screamed and kicked, and sfiftly, got the knife out of Callie's hand. Callie fought against her, trying to get out of the hold "I'm sorry, Baby, I'm sorry" Stef whispered in her ear, knowing that she had to be pressing on some deep cuts. Stef wasn't any more thankful than at that moment for Lena who had come in and had been able t keep the kids out "You can't do this, it's not helping" she said again as she noticed Callie stop fighting, Stef began to let go of her a little.

"Doesn't matter anymore" Callie choked "You won't have to worry."

"I will always worry about you, Callie" Stef said sternly.

Callie didn't speak, and Stef was there a moment before realizing Callie's breathing start to shallow "Callie, did you take something?" Callie shook her head but Stef could see that she was becoming quickly lethargic and Stef's mind went back to when they would be called on a scene of an overdose "Callie, you have to talk to me, Baby, you have to stay awake. LENA! CALL 911" She screamed as she tried to get Callie to focus on her "Baby, where is Jude?" she asked, trying to keep Callie, who was fading fast, aware of her.

AN- I will not let Callie die!