Holy Matrimony
It was one Saturday afternoon, the day where everything would change. Two weeks had passed since Callie and Jude had left. A lot had happened in two weeks, the biggest event being that Stef Foster had gotten shot. The blonde had even proposed to Lena in the hospital bed. It wasn't the most ideal proposal, but Lena was thrilled.
So, yes, today was the day. They were getting married. Everything was going to be perfect.
The doorbell rang at exactly 1:30, and Mariana opened the door to see Callie and Jude. The brunette was holding two presents; one from the older girl and her brother.
"Callie!" Mariana squealed in delight, wrapping the girl in a hug.
Pulling away, the Latina smiled at how the two were dressed. Callie was wearing a dark purple two-piece, matched perfectly with a pair of black heels. She had even curled her hair. The 13-year-old boy standing next to the girl was sporting a very handsome suit.
"You two look great." Mariana complimented, hooking elbows with the siblings. She led them into the kitchen where the rest of the family (minus Stef and Lena) were chatting. As soon as they entered, the whole room went quiet. Until finally, Jesus reached forward and pulled Jude and Callie into an awkward sibling hug.
"Hey." Callie greeted nervously, "So, um, when does the wedding start?"
"In about half an hour." The 15-year-old boy asked.
"Why are you here?" Brandon suddenly shouted, silencing the room once again, "I thought we finally got rid of you two!"
"Uh...Stef and Lena invited us." The brunette answered, tapping the side of the box she was holding, "Where do the presents go?"
"Oh, here, just give 'em to me. I'll take them." Mariana offered, taking both presents and setting them on the coffee table in the television room.
Silence was broken, yet again when an older woman with strawberry-blonde hair entered the room. The woman paused when she saw Callie and Jude staring awkwardly in the kitchen and spoke up, "Who are these two now?"
"Uh, I'm Callie Jacob and this is my little brother Jude. Stef and Lena invited us."
"I figured you'd been invited, I mean why else would you be here?" She teased, walking forward and offering her hand for a shake, "I'm Sharon, Stef's Mother."
"Oh, well it's nice to meet you." The brunette shook the woman's hand.
"And if I may ask, how are you connected with my daughter? Are they fostering you or something?"
"No." Callie answered, "Stef and Lena actually rescued me from the streets and helped me get my brother back."
"Well, they are good people, aren't they?" Sharon said, rubbing the girl's arm, "It was great to meet you, sweetie."
Callie nodded in response and a few minutes later, followed everyone out into the backyard where the wedding was about to take place.
Taking her brother's hand, Callie led him to their seats. And not long after, the music began to start, and Stef and Lena took their places under the flowered archway. Holding one another's hands, eyes twinkling with happiness. The audience hung onto the minister's every word, smiling happily when the newlyweds kissed.
Callie pulled Jude into a side hug, kissing him on the head. The two siblings were surprised that after the wedding, they were the first two that the newlyweds approached.
"Hey, you two." Stef greeted, smiling at Callie and Jude, "You both look amazing, if I do say so myself."
"Thanks." The brunette said simply, tugging at the skirt of her dress. She cleared her throat, "I was pretty surprised when you called."
"Why would you think that?" Lena asked.
"I guess I just thought that once everything was settled." She explained, "Like, since we were gone none of this would matter anymore."
"Well, you matter to us, okay?" Stef explained, wrapping an arm arm around both kids and squeezing them tight.
"We miss you here at the house." Lena admitted, "It feels so empty here without you two beautiful children."
"How are you holding up, by the way? Everything good?"
"Yeah. I have enough money saved up to send Jude to school next year, since it would be pointless to send him now, school's almost over."
The police officer nodded, "And what about everything else? Food? Rent? You have enough money, right?"
"Yes, absolutely. We're all doing good."
"Good." Lena said, seeming relieved. She had been worried about the two siblings ever since the night they had left. Maybe it was her parental instincts kicking in, as she had come to think of Callie and Jude as their own.
"Oh, congratulations, by the way." The brunette said, "And, um...I hope you like the presents we got you. You'll probably hate mine."
"What?" Jude asked, sounding shocked, "Your present is way better than mine."
"Untrue."
"True!"
"Nuh-uh!"
"Yeah-huh!"
"Nuh-uh!"
"Yeah!" Callie finally shouted, picking up her brother up and tackling him onto the couch.
Watching the two, Lena smiled and grabbed her wife's hand.
"You really think they're gonna be alright, Stef?" The biracial woman asked.
"I do, actually." The blonde smiled at the brunette, who was tickling her brother nonstop and giving him noogies.
"Cal's very responsible and I believe she will be able to provide for Jude as well as herself exceptionally."
Nodding in agreement, Lena and Stef walked into the television room to open gifts. And of course, the first present they were handed was from the 16-year-old girl. Ripping the paper off together, the newlyweds began to tear up at the sight of the gift.
It was of Stef and Lena, holding hands in the kitchen and smiling happily at one another, "It's lovely." Lena commented, reaching over and wrapping the brunette in a hug.
The rest of the night was filled with love and laughter. Because as the two women always said, DNA doesn't make a family. And they certainly considered Callie and Jude a part of theirs.
A/N: So sorry! I was so blocked when writing this chapter. Probably the worst of the bunch. Still, I hope you like it!
