I DON'T OWN THE FOSTERS, IF I DID THAT WOULD BE REALLY AWESOME BUT SADLY I DON'T.
('THE WHOLE WORLD IS AGAINST ME')
Callie knew, Callie knew that the whole world was against her. This just proved it to her. What happens when Callie gets sick Christmas eve, how will the family take it? Will relationships end? Will this be the last straw for Callie? Will anything ever be the same again?
AN: So this story was requested by a reader and I hope I do it ok. I promised I would write the story and so I am. :)
Things to know before reading:
JUDE IS ADOPTED
JUDE IS CALLIES HALF BROTHER LIKE IN THE SHOW.
CALLIE HASN'T STARTED LOOKING FOR THE QUINNS.
Previously:
"Yeah, I actually do. Thanks." Jude was glad and Connor was beaming, he would keep his friend after all and his friend would be safe.
"No need to thank me. Go talk to your moms. Bye." Connor just hoped that Jude would actually discuss what he was feeling with his moms.
"Bye Connor. Thanks again." Connor rolled his eyes playfully.
"Jude!" Connor playfully scolded Jude. Jude just laughed.
"ok, ok. Bye." He chuckled and hung up the phone Just as Mariana came into the room. Just looking at her, Jude could tell that something was wrong.
"Family meeting upstairs." Mariana spoke and Jude nodded. He knew something was up, he just hoped it wasn't bad.
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The twins and Brandon had listened to some of Judes phone call before the three of them headed to their moms room. Brandon took the lead, since he was the oldest. He knocked on the door frame and peaked his head in. it was safe since the door wasn't closed or locked.
"Moms?" Brandon poked his head in and saw both of his moms on their bed looking at the laptop.
"Come in kids." Lena called as she looked up at the door to see the twins and Brandon at the door.
Seeing that they all looked like they needed to have a serious talk, Stef closed the laptop and put it to the side, took her glasses off and looked at the kids just like Lena.
"We really need to talk to you about Jude." Brandon spoke up, the three kids all took seats on the bed in front of their parents.
"What about Jude?" Lena asked a little concerned.
"Mariana, Jesus and I were heading down the stairs when we heard Jude having a hushed conversation. We know it was wrong but we listened in. He was talking on the phone to Connor and he thinks that he and Callie would be better if they left and got adopted by another family, started fresh. He thinks he took to much of a leap and got adopted too early without Callie and he should have waited." Brandon explained. Lena and Stef looked worried and shocked. Their son wanted to leave them and that hurt. They just needed to know why, the real reason.
"Hes already adopted. There isn't much he can do about it." Stef said putting up her defensive mechanism. She wasn't going to let her son leave, her daughter was gone for now and she refused to believe her son wanted to leave, there had to be a reason behind it.
"Why would he say those things?" Mariana enquired. She didn't want to see her brother go, it was hard to watch her sister go. Stef was thinking really hard until everything made sense.
"Everything make sense now. Callies in hospital and hes feeling guilty. He pushed the one person the one person who has loved him his whole life away and now shes not doing so good and he thinks its his fault." Stef explained. She was glad she had figured it all out, it made sense. He had been quiet when they found out Callie was in hospital.
"We all feel bad about what we did. Hes putting all the blame on himself, all of us contributed in Callie leaving." Mariana explained. Lena and Stef nodded in understanding. Jude and Callie were so much alike.
"We all need to sit down and talk to him." Lena said. Everyone nodded. It needed to be done now before they took Jude to go see Callie.
"Ill go get him Mama." Lena smiled at her daughter as she left to go get the youngest member of the Adams Foster family.
"What are we going too do. Not only does our daughter think its best to be out of this house but now our son?" Lena said looking at her wife. She really was worried. Was Jude really that unhappy here?
Before Stef could answer, Brandon jumped in.
"Don't take it personally Moms. Callie and Jude only had each other and now they are separated and its getting to them. Jude is feeling guilty, more guilty then he should. Everything will work out for the best." Brandon explained. Both moms sighed, they knew Brandon was right. They just really needed to talk to their son.
The four of them waited for Mariana to bring Jude up. This really needed to be sorted out.
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Finally Jude and Mariana walked into the room. Mariana walked over and took a seat between Brandon and Jesus leaving the only available spot between the moms for Jude.
"Mariana said we were having a family meeting?" Jude asked hesitantly.
"We all need to have a talk honey. Come in and take a seat." Lena said patting the spot between her and Stef. Jude slowly climbed on the bed and rested his back against the headboard. He felt flushed as all the attention was on him.
"What do you wanna talk about?" Jude asked hesitantly again. Lena ran her hand through the boys hair. He relaxed a little seeing that the comforting touch meant that he wasn't in trouble.
"So the others may have heard you on the phone to Connor." Lena started. Jude paled and looked to his lap.
"Oh. " He breathed out, not liking where this conversation might go.
"Why do you think you and Callie need to leave us?" Stef went straight to the point, she ignored the glare she received from her wife. Jude continued to look down at his lap, unsure of how to answer. After a few minutes of silence he sniffled and answered.
"I don't really want to. But Callie is sick and its my fault and I want her to be happy and shes not. Maybe we just need to make a fresh start somewhere else." Jude explained. Not once looking up from his lap. Both moms gave him a sad smile. Stef reached over and put a finger under his chin to guide his eyes to look at her.
"Jude. Siblings fight but they still love each other. Callie just hasn't got that security blanket and thinks that she could be taken at any time. We are working our hardest to get her home to us. If you and Callie both left us, we would be heartbroken." Stef explained as she wiped a tear the had fallen down Judes cheek. Jude sniffled a little and looked around at his siblings and then back at his mothers.
He didn't want to cause heartbreak with his family, he wanted everyone to be happy and not upset.
"I don't want you all to be upset. I just want my sister back. I want my sister to be happy, safe and loved." He finally got out.
"So do we Jude. Thats why we are going to look for her biological dad, we want to make sure she can never be taken from us. This is the last of the puzzle piece before she becomes an Adams Foster." Jude nodded and looked up at his moms, he could see the genuine love in their eyes and in their smiles.
Lena wrapped an arm around Judes shoulder and pulled him into her side, laying a kiss on his temple and squeezing him in a side hug.
"You still want to adopt Callie?" Jude asked, just to make sure. Chuckles filled the room, his sister, brothers and mothers, all chuckling away.
"Of course we do. We want Callie and We want you. You are stuck with us forever young man." Stef stated. Jude nodded with a big smile.
"Im sorry. I love you all, I don't want to leave ever, I just want my sister to be happy." Jude got out as he leant over and hugged everyone of his siblings and then hugged each of his moms tight.
"We know Jude, We know." Lena whispered against the teens ear as she hugged him. All that was left was to get Callie into the house and everyone would be happy.
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Callie hurt. Callie hurt everywhere. She had been so stupid for not eating, sleeping and drinking enough water. She was angry at herself. This was not a way to show people that she was ok, this was far from being ok. At least she didn't have to deal with being sick, the medication had fixed that, glad to not have a horrible sore throat anymore. All she had to do was eat, drink and sleep and she would be fine, she could do that if it meant leaving the hospital.
With her concussion, fatigue and lack of food, Callie had been told that she was to stay here for a couple of hours or so. If she didn't help herself by eating, drinking and sleeping, they were going to hospitalise her till she did. Callie did not want that and so she decided that she was going to get better, no she had to get better.
She had tried, she was trying. She ate a yoghurt but it hadn't been enough. She had done it for Jude, she had eaten for Jude. Knowing her brother didn't hate her and the explanation he gave her was enough hope that she hadn't lost her brother at all.
Callie knew Bill would be here soon. He had been called after she had fallen and was taken to hospital. He was there this morning before going off to another one of his cases.
Callie knew Bill too well, she knew he would go tell the Fosters about her ending up in hospital, and yet it didn't really bother her that he was going to tell them. Callie was having mixed feelings, ever since Jude had come to the group home and talked to her.
On one hand she was craving the love, support and safety that the Adams Foster family could provide her and on the other hand, she was still hurting from the comments, the brutal comments that her 'family' had said. Her mind was going crazy trying to process her thoughts and what her options were to be.
"Callie." Callie looked over slowly to the door as her name was called along with a knock. The voice she knew all to well, her brother. She gave him a small smile and he toddled into the room just as Stef and Lena came into view. She turned her head and focused on her brother, not having the courage to look at either woman. She still loved them, she loved them so much yet she just couldn't deal with them, couldn't deal with anyone but Jude, for now.
"Im glad you are ok. I was so worried when Bill said that you were in the hospital. I am so so sorry." Jude spoke as he took a seat at Callies right hip, guilt lacing his features and voice as Callie looked and listened to him. Slowly she brought her hand up and wipe away a few of the tears that had fallen.
No matter how much she tried to feel hurt about what he had said, she could always forgive him. He was her baby, she had cared for him for a very long time and that outweighed the bad things he had done.
Callie clasped both his hands In hers and pulled him down to her. The two of them laying on the bed cuddling. Neither of them talking, just feeling the love for each other.
Lena and Stef stayed near the door, not intruding on the brother/sister moment the two of them were having. If Jude could get her through to her, then they would leave him be to do it. They just prayed that Callie would come back to them.
"Cal?" Jude whispered after a while. He lifted his head from her shoulder to look into her eyes. Noticing that she was listening but not responding he continued to speak.
"Come home please. I need you, we all need you." Jude whispered and then lay his head back on her shoulder. Callie felt her heart break, her brother was pleading for her and she had always, always made sure he was happy. She was just so conflicted.
"Alright Jude, we have to go now." Stef spoke to her son. Jude looked up at his moms and then back at his sister.
"Ill see you later Cal." Jude whispered as he kissed her cheek and slid off the bed. His hand still in his sisters, a squeeze of Callies hand was all that Jude needed to know that Callie loved him.
Jude followed Lena out and Stef stood in the door, looking at the teen in the bed was heartbreaking because she couldn't comfort her, couldn't kiss her, couldn't do anything for her. She spoke, thats all she could do till Callie was ready.
"Just know that we love you Cal. Your brothers and sister, Love you. Mama and I love you. We always will. We will be patiently waiting for your return home. Just know that we love you Cal, forever." Stef spoke, hopefully Callie was listening to her.
Callie could hear the love that was laced into Stefs voice. She was glad that her back was to the blonde, otherwise Stef would have definitely seen the lone tear that fell down her cheek.
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Callie sat in Bills car on her way to her new Foster Home. It was 4 in the afternoon, she had been released from the hospital at 3pm, with strict orders that she eat, sleep and keep hydrated, which Callie had nodded, indicating that she would.
Sitting in the car now, heading to the new foster home, Callie didn't know if this was the best idea.
Just after the Fosters left, Bill had come. She was waiting for him to take her back to the group home. She was shocked when she heard that she wasn't returning to the group home.
"Kate didn't have any more room for you." Bill had said when he entered the room to pick Callie up. Callie knew that they were trying to make her have no choice but to go back to the Adams Foster home. She wanted it to be her own choice and not anyone else's when she returned. So she said the only thing she could think of and the first sentence in a long time. Her voice hoarse and scratchy from not using it.
"Ill go to another Foster home, im not going back." Yet, yet was what Callie wanted to say at the end. She wanted to make her own decision, and so she did. Bill sighed, he thought the plan would work, but it obviously didn't. He was determined to get Callie back to the Adams Foster house. He needed her to go there because it was a safe home and it was the home that really changed her for the good. It was a success story waiting to happen.
So here she was heading to her new foster family at 4 in the afternoon. Bill pulled up into a driveway of a seemingly nice enough looking house that wasn't that far from Jude and the others.
Callie and Bill slid out of the car, Callie slinging her backpack over her shoulder as she followed Bill to the front door. Callie prayed that this would be an alright foster home, a foster home she could wait and build enough courage in to go back to her brother, to the Adams Fosters.
"Ready?" Bill asked looking at the teen. Callie sighed and nodded. Bill really didn't want to take her here, he wanted to put her in the car and take her back to Stef and Lena but he knew the trust of a social worker was what was best for Callie. He wouldn't betray Callies trust and decisions by ignoring them, even though he thinks he knows best.
Bill rung the door bell and the two of them waited. It wasn't long before a tall man stood in the door way. His black hair slicked back with what looked like a copious amount of hair gel, his face all neatly shaven and his clothes a little rumpled but looking presentable, the beer gut not really making Callie feel comfortable at all. Foster fathers and Alcohol were not a good mix. Callie looked at Bill from the corner of her eye.
He knew she couldn't do male authority figures and wondered why Bill put her here. He must have had no other option.
"Sam this is Callie Jacob. Callie this is Sam Hudson." Bill introduced. Sam looked at Callie, a look of annoyance passed over his features. Callie studied him a bit and didn't know if she was going to like it here.
"Fine come in." Sam stepped to the side as Bill and Callie walked into the house. It was an open area, the kitchen, living room and dining room all connected into one giant room with a hall that lead to the bedrooms, laundry and bathroom.
"Sorry it was last minute, she just needs a place to stay for a bit." Bill explained as he looked around the room, making sure it was alright for Callie. Not seeing anything that was concerning he nodded slightly.
"Wasn't meant to be anywhere now." Sam shrugged, the corner of his eye following Callies movement. Callie knew he was watching her but she didn't let him know she knew. She felt disgusted with the feel of his eyes on her.
"Ok, ill leave you to get to know each other. Call me if you need anything." Bill said as he headed out of the house. He knew that if he didn't leave now he would be hauling Callie out and taking her to Stef and Lena, he couldn't lose Callies trust so he had to leave.
"Sure. Bye." Sam said, unenthusiastically as he closed the door behind the social worked and locked it before walking to the window.
Callie watched as her new foster father looked out the window carefully. She raised an eyebrow at his back. The hairs on her back were standing up and she didn't know if she liked the feeling, something felt off.
Callie knew something felt off and she knew she had made a terrible decision to not go back to the Adams Foster household, the look her new foster father was giving her told her everything she needed to know.
She was screwed.
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