Disclaimer I do not own The Fosters
It was a dark night and Jude was lost in the woods trying his hardest to find the way out, with no lights to guide him, he kept stumbling and tripping. He put his hand on a tree to find that it was warm and slimy.
"You killed me!" whispered the wind.
"Who said that" cried Jude.
"You will pay!" creaked the trees.
"I'm not afraid!" yelled Jude.
A light shined down a few feet away to revel Liam with a very sinister smile.
"I have so many puppets to use, you may have beaten Grant but I took Jesus, what makes you think I'm not going to come back for Callie" laughed Liam.
"I will stop you!" said Jude.
"You can try!" roared Liam as he lunged forward.
Jude sat up in bed covered in sweat. He had been having nightmares since that church burned down. He didn't know how to make them go away and there was no way he was going to tell Stef and Lena what he did. He turned on the lights as he grabbed a notepad and pen so he could do some writing. He kept writing even though he was tired but it helped him focus on the things that matter.
"Fucking Liam, he's gonna get what he deserves just like Grant did" sneered Jude.
Jude stopped writing then pulled out a file from his desk. It was a copy of the police report from the accident that killed Jesus. The plates the cops recovered said they stolen, the police had a suspect as he had injuries consistent with driving drunk but he had an alibi so the police dropped it unable to find anything else. Jude pulled up the Facebook of the suspect that contained his supposed alibi.
"Fucking photoshop" hissed Jude.
Jude looked up the directions to the suspects house, he then turned off the lights and walked two miles before calling a taxi which dropped him off a block a way from the suspects house. He looked the house over to see what kind of security it had and smiled when he recognized the brand, this was the one Callie had shown him as she took it apart back at foster homes 3 and 5. He then picked the lock and enter the house.
"What are you doing here!" demanded a voice.
Jude froze thinking he had been caught.
"I came to get a pizza but I forgot my way there" said a voice followed by a laugh track.
Jude breathed a sigh of relief as the idiot was watching tv. Jude snuck a peak into the living where the guy was fast asleep in a armchair while friend crashed on the couch. Jude noticed a box of cigarettes which he grabbed, he lit one as he placed it on the armchair. This asshole killed his brother and now he must pay the price thought Jude as he left the way he came.
A few hours later
Stef was eating pancakes Callie had made as she had gotten up before Lena and felt like making breakfast which Lena took as a good sign. Since today was Stef's day off she was understandably annoyed that her phone started ringing.
"Hello Captain Roberts , what can I do for you?" asked Stef.
Lena and the kids were pretending to eat as they listened to. Stef went pale.
"How many?" asked Stef.
Stef hung up her phone then moved her plate away as she no longer felt like eating.
"Stef what's wrong?" asked Lena.
"Jason Sotober the man we were looking into for the driving accident that killed Jesus, his house burned down this morning, him, a friend and his girlfriend all died in the house fire started by a lit cigarette" explained Stef.
"What made him a suspect?" asked Callie.
Stef shot Lena a quick look as Callie typically remained silent.
"The stolen car had his finger prints but he claimed to have helped the victim fix the car which the victim did corroborate, he also had injury's consistent of a drunk driver but photos from a party showed how he received said injuries plus witnesses, so we had to drop it and look for someone else" explained Stef.
"When they...died did they feel it?" asked Emma looking like she was going to throw up.
"They were drunk and had passed out long before the fire started, it's doubtful they felt anything" explained Stef.
"That's to bad" said Jude.
Callie looked at Jude confused.
"What?" asked Lena.
"I said that's sad" said Jude without skipping a beat.