A/N- Thank you for reading/writing/reviewing! I love you all. I know, for shame I'm a day late and this is a short chapter but school started again. I'm hoping to stick to my regular MF update schedule but please be patient if I'm off. This is a bit of a quiet chapter setting up things. If you get the chance please let me know your thoughts, i quite appreciate reviews. Enjoy

As Always- I don't own The Fosters all i own is this advanced pathopharmacology textbook

Lena POV

The night with Mariana went smoothly other than a few elbows making contact with my ribs. I woke up on occasion when this happened and worried about what was going on in the adjacent room until I dozed back off. I never heard any loud bangs or voices so I take that as a good sign. But now it's time to get up and get the household functioning.

I got the kids ready this morning for school in an attempt to let Stef and Callie sleep a little longer. I can tell the kids are worried but I really didn't want to explain everything on my own. I tried to tell them that we would talk later but postponing it is making everyone more anxious. Especially Jude. I try to take him aside and talk to him but his mind was so clouded I'm sure he didn't even hear my words. He's gone quiet, hasn't said a word this morning, his only responses were nods and shrugs. I wanted nothing more than to hold him and reassure him but he pulled away from me grabbing his backpack and walking to his siblings by the front door. My heart keeps cracking for these children.

I'm cleaning up the kitchen as my phone rings. Its the lawyer we called last night, friend of the family. He proceeds to explain what information he needs and we set up a time for him to come over later today. When he proceeds to tell me what he thinks will happen and the faults of the justice system. I can't help but to get mad. They've been through so much and then there's still not a high chance of justice for the girl. We'll see what happens when he comes over later.

I go about making coffee and cleaning up the kitchen. As I'm wiping to counters I notice it just became noon. I was so caught up in worrying for my children, all of them, that time seems to have passed without my knowledge. I grab Stef's blue mug and mix her coffee. I venture up the stairs and hope that what I find behind the door to my daughters bedroom is not the same kind of surprises I've had lately.

Stef POV

I can feel Callie starting to move a few times in my arms but she settles back into my side fairly easily. I can't quite turn to see the clock without disrupting the sleeping girl, so I have no idea what time it is when Lena enters the room moments later. She walks in carrying a cup of coffee, passing it to me as I adjust on the bed. Lena leans in and kisses both our foreheads before sitting on Marianas bed as I lift the coffee to my mouth. I have never loved her more than when the hot liquid she brought touched my lips. By now she knows exactly the ratio of coffee, cream and sugar yet it still amazes me every day. There's no better taste in the world than the first sip of morning coffee. I sigh content and hear my love giggle at me.

"What?" I ask incredulously. "Nothing, you just do that every morning. Its cute." She smiles at me and I can't help but to laugh in response. "Cute? Really? That's the word you're choosing to describe me?" "Mmhmm. Cute." "You're taking advantage of the fact I can't move right now aren't you?" I ask with a wink. "Maybe" She says with a laugh. "Whatever will I do with you Miss Adams?" I hear a mumbling from beside me "Whatever you do not around me."

"Good morning sweets." I say planting a kiss on her forehead. "Actually, it's good afternoon. Only barely though." I get corrected by the woman now walking towards me. Wow, I didn't think we had fallen back asleep for long. We all needed some rest. Hopefully it'll make for an easier day today. Lena joined us on the small bed as we reorganized our bodies. "So if its afternoon whats our plan for the day?" I inquire. My memory for keeping track of the kids isn't as good as hers. Aren't we supposed to talk to them today?

"Well, the other kids are at school. So it's just you and moms honey." Lena says as she places her hand on Callies knee. The girl flinches under the contact but tries to down play it and stretch. "Great" Callie mumbles as she rolls her eyes, releasing a yawn. "I heard that. Be careful of your attitude." I whisper in her ear. She looks up at me and I can tell she's itching to say something but bites her tongue.

Lena breaks the stare down. "How about we get breakfast, uh, lunch then can figure out our schedule? We'll let mom take a shower first?" She knows I need some time alone, and I appreciate that. "What I smell?" I over exaggerate in an attempt to lighten the mood. Lena rolls her eyes and I hear a small chuckle from Callie. I go to head out the door, appreciating how smoothly we swap off yet still don't leave the fragile girl to her own devices.

I look back and see them curled up on the bed, Callie is already half asleep with her head against Lena's shoulder and her eyes fluttering shut again. While Lena is running her fingers through the girls hair. There has to be something more going on if she's still this tired. I know we woke up every few hours but still this is worrying me. "Love you" I say as I shut the door behind me.