Chapter 14.
AN: I do not own the Fosters. If I did, there would be no long waits between seasons, and we would all be basking in Season 3 Jonnor now instead writing Fanfiction about it.
Connor's POV:
We pulled back into the driveway of the Adams Fosters house and stared up at it, content smiles on our faces. The rest of the camping trip had went off without a hitch, and while we wished we could have stayed longer, we we're both glad to be home. I looked at Jude, who was blinking sleep out of his eyes, and gave him a soft smile which he returned. He reached out and threaded his fingers into mine, the ring on his finger glinting in the sunlight.
I can't believe he said yes.
He actually FUCKING SAID YES.
My boyfriend of four years was officially my fiancé.
I stared into his eyes, and got lost in them as he did the same. We were so lost in each other that I didn't notice somebody approaching the door of my Suburban. They knocked on the window, causing me to jump in fright, sending my head crashing into the ceiling. I swore and turned to glare at the person responsible for my suffering.
I have never wanted anything more, than I wanted to wipe the smirk off of Danny's face at that moment with a well placed punch. The glare that Danny was receiving from Jude would have made men of weaker dispositions cower in fear and beg for mercy.
Unfortunately, all it did on Danny was make him laugh.
"OI! LOVEBIRDS!" He cackled, "Get a move on! Stef and Lena are setting down dinner as we speak. You know how they get when somebody is late."
My glare disappeared at the mention of food, which Jude and I sped into the house to consume as much of as humanly possible. Both of us were hungry for something that wasn't cooked over a campfire.
Lena, Stef, Callie, Brandon, Mariana and Harry looked up from the lasagna that they were tucking into when we thundered into the room. They all shot us amused looks.
"Finally decided to come inside and eat, huh?" Brandon asked.
"We heard there was food involved." I said simply as Jude and I sat down next each other in our normal spots. Danny came in and sat next to Harry, giving him a kiss as he sit down.
"Still thinking with your stomach." Jude teased.
"Hey, you ran in here as fast as I did." I said, helping myself to a large portion of the lasagna, before grabbing a piece of garlic bread.
"Happy to eat something that isn't cooked over a campfire, are we?" Harry joked.
"YES." Jude and I said synchronously.
"I know what you mean." Callie agreed, "Nothing against camping food, but having it for three days in a row can drive somebody crazy. When we all went camping as a family for the first time, the first thing Jude, Jesus and I did when we got home was pig out on snacks."
Jude gave a small laugh and smile at the memory.
"I wouldn't mind some s'mores though." Mariana quipped as I took a drink. I snorted and the drink came out my nose and I started coughing. Jude smacked me on the back, and handed me a napkin to wipe my nose. His ring glinted on his finger. Across the table, before I could take the napkin, I saw Danny glance at Jude's hand, and his eyes widened. He nudged Harry, who's eyes widened as well. I shook my head at them before I took the napkin, giving them a signal not to say anything yet. I decided to mess with them a bit.
"Soooo. Danny, Harry, how was Scotland? What'd you guys do?" I asked.
"Hasn't changed much. I gave him the tour of Edinburgh. Took him to, uh... took him with me to visit Gideon's grave for the first time."
"How d'you like meeting your real parents, Harry?" Jude asked him.
Harry smiled.
"They were nice. First thing they did was hug me. We talked a lot. They asked me what my life had been like. I told them about how my step parents are, and they said they were sorry for giving me up." Harry said.
"You gonna keep in contact with them?" I asked. Harry nodded.
"Yeah. I really liked spending time with them. It felt... right. Normal." He said happily.
"I'm glad." I said, before turning to Danny menacingly, "By the way, we got your guy's little... gift."
I look of dread took residence on Danny and Harry's faces.
"Should we run?" Harry asked Danny.
"Nope. They'll just chase after us." Danny answered, before taking a bracing breath, "Okay, give us your worst."
Jude and I glared at them for a minute, before relenting.
"Thank you, they came in handy." Jude started evilly.
"All eight of them." I finished, just as evilly.
"Care to let us in on the joke?" Lena asked curiously.
"NO!" Jude and I screeched at the same time. Now it was Danny's turn to smirk evilly.
"All eight huh?" He leered mischievously, "Oooooooh, you two got BUSY huh?"
At the same time, Stef, Lena, and all the siblings turned to look at us, eyes wide and mouths agate.
"Danny, you will die a slow, excruciating death." I growled.
"Excruciating? Thas' a big word for you. Tell me; how did it feel?" He teased.
My eye twitched as I glared at him, imagining myself removing his left eye with a table spoon.
"Boys?"
Jude and I turned to Lena and Stef, who stared at us with raised eyebrows.
"Explain. Now." Stef said in her police office voice.
"At the end of the first night, we found a small gift from those two in my clothes bag." I said reluctantly.
"What was it?" Brandon asked.
Jude mumbled something quietly.
"Sorry, didn't catch that?"
"Box of Condoms." Jude mumbled, just loud enough to be heard.
The whole table started roaring with laughter. Jude raised his left hand and rubbed his forehead in embarrassment. My eyes widened as the whole table went silent, and everybody's eyes were locked on the ring. I nudged Jude, who looked at me. I motioned to his hand. His eyes widened.
The whole table looked like she'd just received a sucker punch to the side of the face.
"Holy Shit." Danny whispered. "He said yes, didn't he?"
I couldn't hold back my smile as I nodded.
"Yeah. He said yes." I said.
"I can't believe you actually went through with it, Connor." Brandon said.
"I thought you were gonna wait until you had thought about it more." Callie said.
"Are you two absolutely sure?" Lena asked, "I'm happy for you both, but I have to ask."
"Yeah, we're sure." Jude answered, "If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't have said yes. I love Connor, and I always knew that someday I was gonna marry him. This just made it official."
"When are you guy's gonna do it?" Stef asked, "How long do we have to prepare?"
"About three years." Jude answered. Everybody looked shocked.
"That was his condition for saying yes. Long engagement." I explained.
"Why so long?" Lena and Stef asked at the same time. Jude looked at them confused.
"We're still in High School." He said, "We don't graduate for another year and a half. I figured that you guys would want us to wait until we're out of high school at least."
"Well, yeah." Stef agreed, "It would be better to wait until after high school. But is that what you actually want?"
"I figured you guys would say we were two young." Jude repeated.
"It doesn't matter what we want." Mariana interjected, "It's what you want that matters."
Jude looked at me, then looked at his moms.
"If it's entirely up to me, then... as soon as legally possible." He confessed. I looked at him in shock.
"How soon is that?" Brandon asked.
"By California state law," Stef answered, "Two parties can marry without parental consent upon reaching the age of eighteen. So if that's what you want, you'll still have to wait until November."
Jude turned to me.
"What d'you think?" He asked me.
I stare at him.
"Is this what you want?" I ask him, "Because if it is, that's what we'll do."
He looks me in the eyes and nods.
"Yeah. It is. I wanna be with you forever, and I wanna make it official. The only reason I said we should wait until we were twenty was because I thought they would freak if it was any earlier. If that's not a problem, then why wait?"
He smiles and leans in for a kiss. After he broke the kiss, he leaned back and smiled at me.
"You two, I swear. You look like the human form of the emoji with heart eyes." Harry teased.
"How's your dad gonna react to the change of plans?" Jude asked me. Everybody looked at him questioningly, "We already told him over the phone. He called us the day after and asked Connor if he'd done it yet. So, we told him."
"He'll be fine. He likes you now. He trusts us." I said confidently, "I'll call him and tell him after dinner."
"What kind of wedding do you two want?" Callie asked.
"Well, we wanted to have it on the beach, but given that it'll be November, I don't know it that'll be a good idea." I answered.
"It's California during a draught, Connor." Harry interjected, "I doubt that'll be a problem. Although, you two will have to start planning immediately."
"Why?" Jude asked.
"Takes a long bloody time to plan a wedding, Judicorn." Danny said, earning him a glare for uttering the nickname.
"Only Mariana and Connor can call me that." He says as he glared. Danny puts his hands up in joking surrender.
"Nothing to expensive either." I continue, "Simple and private. Just the family and friends. The most expensive thing will probably be the wedding rings."
With that, talk of the wedding continued, with Mariana and Callie periodically busting into giggling fits at the prospect of planning their brother's wedding. When my dinner was finished, I rose from the table and pulled out my phone.
"Be right back." I said, dialing my dad's number as I rose.
He answered on the first ring.
"Hello?" He asked drowsily.
"Takin' a nap I'm guessing?" I ask.
"Yeah. Whaddya need, son?"
"I was just calling to tell you that Jude changed his mind on the wedding date." I said.
"What? He push it back further?" He asked.
"No. He moved it up. Quite a bit." I answered.
"When does he want to do it?" He asked.
"He wants to get married as soon as the law will allow." I said.
"So November then?" He asked. "You alright with doing it that soon?"
"Yeah. I'd do it tomorrow it they'd let us." I said with a happy chuckle.
"Tell Stef and Lena to give me a call if they need help planning. When you coming home?" He asks.
"I'm staying here tonight. Danny and Harry are too. I'll be home tomorrow in time for lunch."
"Okay, see you then. And son..." He said, "I'm happy for you."
"Thanks dad." I said, smiling widely, "Bye."
He hung up, and I returned to sit back down at Jude's side.
"He's fine with it." I answer the unasked question.
I stared at Jude, initiating my favorite activity of getting lost in his eyes. In seven months, I was going to marry him. In seven months, he would become my husband. I get a thrilling shiver of pleasure when I think that word. Husband. Husband! I should be feeling nervous, scared, terrified even...
But at the moment, all I could feel was right.
Seven months, was all I had to wait.
Seven months that couldn't fly past quickly enough.
I had no idea that a certain thorn in my side would return to wreak havoc.
I should have known, the last time I had seen her, that my mother would cause trouble upon hearing about my plans to marry Jude.
I just never realized how much trouble she could cause.
AN: Okay, so this one ends with a bit of a cliffhanger. Leave reviews and feel free to leave suggestions. How evil should I make the former Mrs. Stevens? Should she be just a petty bitch who tries to crash the wedding? Should she make a single appearance and confront and rant at Connor and Jude? Or should she be a total nutcase who tries everything in her power to ruin Connor's future? Leave a review and tell me what you guys think.
Oh, and a quick P.S.
In a couple of reviews, it was said that I should have put some smut in the chapter where Jude and Connor had sex instead of ending it where I did. The reason I do not write explicit scenes is simple. I'm not good at it. I've tried. It always turns out awful.