A/N- well this is the end. thanks for reading, i love and appreciate you. I've gotten a few people say they want me to keep posting so it look like on Monday I'll post my first chapter of the next story. Its what happens if Callie gets stuck at Helen's, there are some twists. I know this chapter is short but i hate endings and i really really suck at writing them. so here it is wrapping into the beginning of the next episode. We knew this going in that it was ending here. Hope to see you in the next story. Enjoy!
As always- I don't own The Fosters all i own is this mug of coffee.
Stef POV
We finished telling the kids what happened and answering their questions. There wasn't a dry eye in the room. We left out any details of the breaking down, just let them know what happened at the Olmsted's and the other day at school, that Callie was having a bit of a difficult time dealing with things, that we would be there to help. And, most importantly, if they see Liam around to let me know immediately. As well, that we would be taking court action. They asked questions like how they could help support Callie and some more specifics from what we've said. Brandon's anger at the situation returned and Jesus got angry and started pacing the room again. Mariana and Jude just sat there crying and holding each other. They were concerned and protective about their sister. Sister! Oh right, we need to talk about that.
I look to Lena after we've all been quiet for a moment. "Do you want to get dinner started? It's been a long day and I'm sure you could find an assistant? We'll all be down to help in a few." I ask, luckily she gets the hint. "That sounds like a great idea, I'm starving. Jude would you like to help me with the salad? I can never get it as great as you do!" She exclaims. We get a bit of an odd look but Jude nods and untangles himself from Mariana. Lena wraps her arm around his shoulder and leads him out of the room. I look at the the children left in here with me who are staring intently waiting on whatever I was going to say.
"I know it hasn't been too long that we've had the Jacobs siblings with us, and it was a bit of a rough start. But, mama and I feel like they're already a part of the family and wanted to ask you what you think about making them officially your siblings?" I got resounding yeses, 'there's enough to go around' 'she's already my sister' and 'it wouldn't be the same without them' all exclaimed over each other. "You sure? We don't want to push you into anything that would make you uncomfortable." I double checked, after their agreement I told them to get ready for dinner and see if they needed help in the kitchen. I departed towards my room.
Callie POV
I'm not sure how long I was laying there curled up but it helped my headache to just rest. Given the chance I could still sleep for a week though. I haven't really had the chance to be alone in the last few days, but to be honest I'm okay with that. I don't want to be left in my own head, the thoughts scare me sometimes. Last time that happened a mirror got broken. Soon I felt the bed shift and arms cloaking me. I uncurl myself and wrap myself around the warm body. Stef strokes my cheek then casually runs her fingers through my hair. "Sleepy head, we have to get up and help mama with dinner, okay?" Stef asks and I groan out "No, mama's fine. Stay here."
As I felt Stef kiss my forehead I realized my slip up. I jolted upright my cheeks flush with embarrassment, ignoring the spinning of my vision. "Uh, I mean, Lena's fine. But, you're right! We should, uhm help. Yeah. Let's go." I ramble on the verge of incoherence, trying to stumble to the door. Stef was faster as I feel her arms wrap around me and stop my hurried movements. "It's okay, you know? To think of us as your moms. We are." I just tense up. "But, I won't say anything. You can say it when you feel comfortable. No worries. No rush. Okay, love?" I nod at the out she gave me.
We head downstairs. Lena gives me a smile, I try to return it. Jude is helping her cook. He seems so comfortable and happy around her. I'm not sure if I'm jealous of how they took to each other, like he's replacing me. Or if I'm just happy that he's safe and finally seems content. I hope he gets to stay, I hope we both do. I try to set aside the fear that we'll go and just enjoy the now where I know we are safe. I head over and give Jude a quick hug then set out to get the table settings in place.
As I make my way to the silverware drawer Stef comes over to me and says "Hey, I wanted you to know that I spoke with Bill, and Sarah has been removed from the Olmsteads' and I have a friend at the DA's office that I'm talking to about Liam I will let you know what happens but uh, I just wanted you to know." I give a small nod and smile in agreement "okay". Things aren't over but I know I don't have to face them alone. I go to keep setting the table, I know where everything is like I've been a part of this family forever. As if there was no time before them. I'm finally ready to be loved, I think as I place a knife in line with a spoon, making the setting perfect. I look around. Just like the arrangement of the table everyone has their place and purpose in this family. Jude and I included.