Disclaimer I do not own The Fosters
Jill was walking up the stairs when she heard something fall on the floor and break quickly followed by mumbling coming from Roberts home office. Jill didn't have to try and peak in as the door was wide open. She looked in to find Robert drinking from a liquor bottle at 10 in the morning. The thing that broke had been a bottle. She quietly walked in only for her sudden appearance to startle him.
"I spilled some?" slurred Robert
"Robert since when do you drink during the day?" asked Jill.
"I'm the sober in day" slurred Robert.
Jill was caught off guard as Robert was drunk which he never was. It was then she noticed his small beard and empty bottles of whiskey on the floor. She picked one up and read the label which told her it was one of the cheaper brands. It also donned on her that she hadn't seen him in a couple of days but that wasn't unusual. She walked closer to his desk and was surprised by the filth and disorder that covered it.
"Robert what the fuck is going on, have you been to work?" asked Jill.
"Who cares nothing matters anyway, everything dies!" hissed Robert.
Jill was confused, she wasn't sure if what he said didn't make sense because he was drunk or just angry bursts.
"Robert what if Sophia see's you like this!" declared Jill.
Roberts' head hit the table as he began to sob. Jill was surprised by his behavior. She quickly realized that this all might have something to do with Callie and there was only one way to find out.
"How's Callie?" asked Jill.
Robert started banging his head on the desk making strangled cries of displeasure.
"It's all your fault!" moaned Robert.
"What's my fault?" asked Jill trying to recall what she might have done while taking a step closer.
"I could've pretended like Callie didn't exist! all they had to do was wait a year without finding me" mumbled Robert.
Jill didn't care how drunk he was she was right to do what she did. He was a coward which is why she was the one to do the dirty work, she grabbed his face and made him look at her.
"Robert listen to me, the very second you are sober you need to go to work, come home and spend time with Sophia, visit Callie and then pay the staff do you understand me!" demanded Jill.
"Why did you make me have a relationship with Callie?" whined Robert.
"Because you fool, we don't love each other, our marriage was business arrangement and Sophia is an obligation to that, we can't truly give Sophia the loves that she deserves so that is why we have Callie and the Fosters," said Jill.
"But Callie's going to die!' moaned Robert.
"Yes I know you mentioned everything dies" said Jill rolling her eyes.
"Callie's going to die soon" whispered Robert.
That had not been what Jill was expecting to hear or where this conversation would go.
"What are you talking about!" demanded Jill.
"I lied to Stef and Lena, I lied to them" muttered Robert.
"About what?" demanded Jill upset with her drunk husband.
"I told them Callie would be ok but she's going to die I know it" moaned Robert.
Jill stared at him wondering just how far off the wagon he fell.
"Did the doctor tell you this?" asked Jill.
"No no no they didn't have to, Liam wants her dead" cried, Robert.
"Have you actually talked to the doctors?" asked Jill.
Robert just shook his head.
"Liam was several steps ahead of us, he blackmailed the doctor into removing her eye" explained Robert.
Jill looked at Robert not sure how to respond. She wasn't sure what was true and what was drunken ramblings. Jill pulled off her rings and slapped him across the face.
"Ow! what the fuck!" yelled Robert clutching his face.
"You sober or do I need to slap you again?" asked Jill.
"If you slap me again the blood will go somewhere else" quipped Robert.
"Focus!, we can talk about how Sophia conceived later, tell me about Liam" demanded Jill.
"So Liam did his research, he found out who would be working the ER at night and when Callie would be away from the Fosters" explained Robert.
"Ok Robert listen to me, I doubt the fosters are just going to take your word for it as knowing Stef they might have weekly updates, so I recommend we talk to the doctor then the Fosters and if there's anything else please tell me" demanded Jill.
Robert looked nervous. He opened a drawer and pulled out a newspaper which he handed to Jill.
"So um Liam might be killing other people" said Robert with a nervous chuckle,
"I hate you so fucking much right now" said Jill shaking her head.