A/N- You're still reading? Thank you! You're awesome and I appreciate you! Thanks for all the love! Please leave a review letting me know what you think if you get the chance (or twitter me fayth1231 as most already know). I love hearing what you're thinking and it keeps me motivated. So, this is the other part of the speech, back towards angst and anger a bit. I know the last few chapters have been lovey but they have to be in a better place as this is coming to an end somewhat soon. Love you, have a good weekend. Enjoy!

As always- I don't own The Fosters, I only own the tears in my coffee hiatus causes.

Stef POV

"But we do need to talk about you stealing from us, taking medications that are not prescribed to you, and then trying to hide it from us. That is not okay." Callie lowered her gaze and tried to wriggle off of Lena's lap. She let her but Callie doesn't get far trapped between her moms. Lena starts. "Honey, this is very important and very serious. I know you're tired but you need to come to us when you feel like that. You need to talk to us." Callies head is dropped as low as she can as I cut in "Do you understand what could have happened? What if you were allergic to it and we didn't know what you took? What if you took way too much and we couldn't help you? What if I didn't know to flush your system? What if you died? This is serious and so so bad."

I hear a mumbled "I know." For some reason this just makes me angrier at the situation. I try to keep my voice calm and I slip into cop mode. I move over to sitting on the coffee table giving the girl not much option to look away. My eyes and voice harden as I stare intently into the girls eyes. "No! Clearly you do not understand. If you knew the consequences you wouldn't have taken those actions. There were options! There are always options and if you don't see them yourself you need to come talk to us. I would prefer you talk to us anyway but you need to understand this is not okay. That is so far far from okay that it's not even in the same ball park. There are so many things that could have gone badly! Not only that why didn't you come to one of us? I ask if you're alright all the time! Why did you never say anything was wrong? I only get mumbles and shrugs and 'fines'."

My voice is still stern but starts cracking with the tears that are starting to form in my eyes, I just think of the fear of loosing her. "This is not okay! Letting yourself cry is fine. Sometimes we need to wash away what caused the fears with tears but bottling it up behind a mask is not. Then you break then things break then we end up in this spiral! You can not do this alone. I don't care if I'm the bad guy. That's okay. But, I am not going to sit back and let you kill yourself, accidentally or otherwise. I am your mom. It may not be written on papers but the moment you stepped foot in this house that's what I became. I will never try to replace your mother and I will always be grateful for the two amazing children she made. But right now I am your mom. That means that I care, that means you can tell me anything, that means that even if you don't like it I will be breathing down your neck when I feel you're not okay. Right now you're not okay so you better get used to having a shadow pretty darn quick." I feel Lena place a hand on the low of my back reminding me to breathe and calm down.

I stop and close my eyes, taking a deep breath and relishing in the calm that the dark behind my eyes provides. I can feel the calm, all my cells taking a second to slow down. I feel bad about snapping but she doesn't know how bad this could have turned out and I can't stand that thought of loosing a child. My child. I open my eyes to realize all of us are quietly crying again. I see shame and fear in Callies eyes, she is trying to look down but I'm still close enough she doesn't have a choice but for our eyes to meet. "I'm sorry Callie. I didn't mean to scare you but I need you to know how dangerous this was." I plead with my voice, I'm sure my eyes show the fear I feel in my heart as well. There's a broken whisper in response "I'm sorry. I won't do it again." "You better not" I say with a smirk, hoping to lighten the mood a bit.

I look towards Lena for some help as I sit back slightly to give more space for us all. My love understands kids better than me, she's calmer too. Callie needs some repercussions for her actions and I trust Lena to figure out what would be appropriate. I'm clearly still too emotional to make any decisions, we try to never discipline when angry. However there's no chance to leave the girl alone and talk about it like we normally would. "Honey, this was dangerous and scary for all of us." Lena starts gently, catching the girls gaze. "I want to make it very clear we are not punishing you for your feelings, we will never do that. However, we can and will provide punishment for improper actions. You always have a right to feel whatever you are feeling, it's never wrong. But we need you to come to us about it. It is concerning that you even thought this was an option."

Lena continues. "I think it would be helpful if you started going to individual sessions with Dr Kodema. We can set it up before or after group so you don't even have to tell the others if you don't want to. But, you are going to do them and for awhile then we can reevaluate if it's helping. As well, on Sunday nights mom, you and I are all going to talk. It can be about anything or everything or nothing but we need to work on communicating. We need you too feel comfortable talking with us so you will come to us next time you are feeling anything, especially at such an overwhelming rate. Okay?" Although she ends on a question I can tell Callie sees there is no room for discussion. So she just sits quietly with a look of disdain boring a hole into the coffee table with her stare. I sigh. "Words love." Her head snaps back up to look at me our eyes easily meeting in the staring match of the century. If looks could kill the daggers from her eyes would've killed me on the spot. I just raise my eyebrows and wait. I invented the stubbornness game.

What feels like forever and yet like no time has passed Lena breaks the uncomfortable silence. We clearly won't be getting anywhere with that part of the talk. "We are going to all sit down again tonight to talk when everyone is calm. For now, schools out soon and the others should be coming home. You okay with all the kids around? We want to let them know that you are going to be alright. They've been concerned." I can see the guilt and fear settle in her widening eyes again.