I'm working on You are Safe, You are Loved but I figured I would give you this little one shot while you wait!

Jesus and Callie have a heart-to-heart. 3

"Callie! Wait. Please." Lena began to follow the teen out of her room.

Callie stopped, knowing she should obey the woman, but she turned around and quickly wiped away the tears that were threatening to spill over. "I promise I'm ok, Lena." She said as confidently as possible, hoping to leave it at that.

"Sweetie." Lena began again before Callie held up her hands. "Please. I'm fine. I just need to go for a walk." Callie said as she turned to continue her previous journey down the stairs.

"Ok." Lena said as she bit her bottom lip. Before Callie could disappear down the stairs, she called out after her. "Please bring your phone." After hearing a distant response, she whispered "I love you".

Lena waited until she heard the front door shut, indicating that Callie had left the house before she allowed a sob to escape from her lips. She inhaled deeply and closed her eyes, wondering how she would get Callie to open up to her. Deep down she knew that the girl needed to vocalize and process her thoughts and feelings, but it didn't seem like the teen wanted to. Or maybe she doesn't know how. Lena thought to herself as she remained standing in the hallway.

Suddenly, the sound of a door opening caused Lena to gather her composure and turn her head towards Jesus who had been in his room.

"Hi, honey." She said, trying to mask her feelings for the sake of her child.

Jesus looked at his mother with such caring eyes. "What happened with Callie? Is she alright?" He asked.

Lena nodded quickly, "Yeah. She's just going for a walk. Needed some space. She'll be fine."

"Are you fine?" He asked, this time directing the question to Lena.

The mother looked up at her son with such love. He was always the one getting into trouble, forgetting to do his homework, and creating messes, but it amazed her how gentle and compassionate her middle son truly was. "I wish I could help her." Lena finally admitted with a small smile.

Jesus crinkled his forehead in confusion. "What do you mean? You've helped her so much. Remember how she was when she first got here?" Jesus smiled as the both thought back to that first night.

"Yeah. But that was mostly outer stuff that just took time. She is dealing with a lot of stuff internally and I don't know how to help her." Lena said out loud, not revealing too much personal information to her son.

Jesus nodded. "Mariana and I went through stuff like that too." He smiled. "And we turned out pretty good!"

Lena smiled and cupped her hand to his face. "You sure did, baby."

Jesus smiled back and looked at his phone to see the time. "I think I'm gonna go walk with Callie. Keep her company." He stated with a look that told his mom that he would keep an eye out for her.

Lena's heart swelled and she nodded. "Thank you"

"Hey Callie! Callie! Wait up!" Jesus yelled from the end of the driveway. Luckily, the teen hadn't gotten too far, on account of thoughts wondering, causing her pace to slow.

Callie turned around with a confused look. "Jesus?" She asked as the boy jogged towards her. "What are you doing?" She asked when he reached her.

"Mind if I join you?" He asked casually as they began to walk together down the sidewalk.

Callie looked at him again before sighing. "Sure. That's fine."

The two walked in silence before Callie questioned Jesus. "Did Lena send you out here to walk with me?"

The boy didn't skip a beat when he replied. "No. I wanted to walk. Catch up with you. Ya know. I mean I could be inside playing video games, so she was totally fine when I told her I wanted to walk with you." He joked, causing Callie to smile.

They continued to walk towards no particular destination in silence.

"But ya know, if you wanted to talk to me about anything, I'm a good listener." Jesus offered.

Callie scoffed at the thought. "Oh really? I'd like to hear what Stef and Lena would say to that statement." She teased.

"It's called selective hearing." Jesus began to explain. "And I tend to selectively not hear them" he finished with a grin.

Callie giggled and nudged him with her shoulder. "Ohh. Now I've got some good blackmail." She stated.

Jesus laughed. "It's not blackmail when they know it too!" He replied.

Callie smiled back.

Their conversation ended once more and they went back to walking in silence.

Callie tried to focus on just walking, but her head was filled with so many thoughts that she couldn't keep them all straight.

"So. Like I said." Jesus began again. "I'm here to listen."

Callie didn't respond at first. She knew she could trust Jesus and that he was only trying to help, but she feared that if she opened her mouth, tears would follow her words and she hated crying in front of people.

"It's stupid." Callie started. She looked over at Jesus, but he didn't respond, indicating that he was still listening. Callie exhaled. "I have a picture of Jude, my mom, and me from when Jude was born." She began as they turned a corner. "It's really the only good picture I have of the three of us." She continued, finding some strength within herself to do so. "And yesterday, when I came home, I didn't realize it had fallen off of my nightstand and into the garbage next to my bed." Callie began to tear up at the thought and her voice hitched. "Ummm. And I threw some other stuff in there. On top of it." She stopped walking for a moment and closed her eyes, trying with every fiber in her being to not cry.

Jesus gently put his arm around her shoulders and encouraged her to keep going.

"I was looking for it today, and when I couldn't find it anywhere on my floor or in a drawer, I emptied out my trashcan. And..." tears began to fall from the brunette's eyes. "And It's ruined." She choked out with a sob. "My only picture of us is ruined. And I..." She bit her lip in an effort to stop her sobs. "I.. That's all I had of her. I mean I know I have my necklace," she said as she played with the chain around her neck. "But this was the only picture." She finished before quickly wiping away at the tears.

Jesus sighed as they turned another corner, which had caused them to begin their journey back to the house. He waited for a moment to speak, allowing Callie to collect her thoughts and have some time for herself. Once he felt her begin to relax, he let his hand drop from her shoulder and he turned to smile at her.

Callie looked back at him and gave him a look. "I told you it was stupid." She mumbled as she turned back forward to see where she was walking.

"I don't think it's stupid." Jesus finally spoke and Callie looked at him and shrugged her shoulders. "Really." He continued as they turned another corner. "But you know what I do think is stupid?" He asked, causing Callie to become interested in his answer and turning to look at him.

"What?" She asked hesitantly.

"You thinking that is all you have of her." He stated simply and looked forward, giving Callie time to process what he said.

"Oh." Callie responded and dropped her head.

"What does that picture say about her?" He asked and Callie looked at him with a questioning look. "I mean does it show who she really was? To you?" He rephrased.

Callie sighed, seeing where he was going with his point. "No. I guess not. But I don't have a single picture of the three of us now. It was something special. I'm beginning to forget what she looked like and that scares me." Callie responded, tears forming once more.

"Remember when Mariana dyed her hair blonde?" Jesus asked and Callie smiled slightly at the event.

"Yeah. So?"

"So she looked different, but she was still the same Mariana, right?" He asked.

"Yeah. I guess she was." Callie confessed.

The two made it back to the house and before Callie could walk up the front steps, Jesus put his arm around her and sat both of them down on the stairs. "What I'm trying to say is that people change how they look all of the time. And it doesn't really matter if you can't remember her physical look. What matters is that you remember her personality, the reasons why you love her and what she did for you and Jude. Those are the memories that count." He explained. "And I guarantee you, you can't find those in a single picture."

Tears pooled in Callie's eyes as she leaned her head onto Jesus' shoulder. "She was an amazing mom." She finally whispered before letting out a sob.

Jesus smiled and wrapped the teen into his arms. His only response was him saying "I'm listening."