Stef POV

Diaz and I were standing around our precincts IT guy - Jin. We got the address from the paramedics, where she was picked up. It wasn't far from the ATM, where she had taken the money out. It was on the way to Vons mall. Maybe 2-3 minute walk away. Now we knew exactly where to look at the cameras on the streets.

"That's here!" I pointed to the computer screen when I saw and identified her. The quality of the video wasn't good. It's pretty grainy and there's no zoom like seen on the CSI shows. The image we were looking at now, was the best we will get. We got lucky. There was one camera on the street, where the paramedics had told us that she was picked up from.

We were now watching, how she was walking down the street. It was filmed from the back. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Soon Callie will walk out of the camera scope.

When she passed a small alleyway, Callie stopped walking. She took a step backwards and turned towards it. It's like something caught her attention there. For few short seconds she simply stood on the street and looked in the direction of the alleyway. I think I saw her mouth move. Seemed like she shouted something. After that we lost sight of her because she had ran into the alleyway.

We all were watching the screen. Waiting to see if Callie will walk out of the alleyway. The seconds counted away. After about 2 minutes, three people walked out of the alleyway. They looked both ways and calmly walk away. One of the suspects was holding Callie's bag. Callie never walked out of the alley on her own. Few minutes later an elder man with a cane, who was walking pass the alley, noticed something in there. He walked in the alley and 5 minutes later the paramedics arrived.

"Can you rewind it?" I asked "To when the three people walked out of the alleyway?" I said more specifically

"Stop!" I said loudly, when we had a better look of the suspects

I pointed to the screen again, this time to one of the unidentified suspects "That's a kid!" Jin said in shock after closer examination of the person

"The kids is a bait!" I said standing up straight "Most likely she pretended to be hurt or in danger..."

"Callie hears the kid calling for help or maybe simply saw her laying on ground," Diaz continued "She goes to help thinking the girl is in trouble,"

"The two guys jump out," I looked back at the screen to the two guys that were in the group "Corner her, beat her, take everything she has and walk away like nothing happened,"

"They looked way too calm after they left her in the alleyway," Diaz observed "They must have done it before," he turned to Jin, who was looking up to him "Try to see if you can identify the three suspects!"

"On it," Jin replied

"We need to check the records for anything similar," I said to Diaz as we turned to walk out

Lena POV

Stef left some hour ago, shorty after Jude had calmed down after his small break down. Jude and I remained in the hospital with Callie. It was still a while till the visiting hours were over. I was pretty sure that Jude won't want to leave, when the visiting hours will be over. Can't say that I blame him. I didn't want to leave Stef, when she was shot and in hospital.

Jude was sitting in a chair by Callie's left side. The chair was close to the bed. He was leaned down, his elbows pressed to his knees, but he was holding Callie's left hand fondly and carefully between his. I was sat on the other side of Callie's bed, time by time watching Callie but at the same time keeping a close eye on Jude.

"She's very independent," Jude spoke up taking me by surprise

My eyes traveled to him. He must have felt me looking at him, because he raised his eyes up and looked over to me "You asked me this morning, what is she like," I smiled sadly at him and continued to listen carefully

"Callie is independent," he repeated and afterward averted his look down on to his sister hand

"The last thing she would do, is ask anyone, even me, for help. She's simply too proud and stubborn," Jude took off his right hand off Callie's hand and leaned back in his chair. He was now only holding her hand in his left. His thumb moved fondly over Callie's palm.

"It takes a long time for her to trust someone. Even if she does, she's very cautious, because she has been hurt a lot and let down, or betrayed by people, who she thought were her friends," Jude turned to me "Because she's so cautious to let people close to her, she may seem tough and cold to people, when in fact she isn't. Callie's actually kind and sweet, and funny and very caring. She has a soft side, but she only shows it to the people, who she trust,"

"I'm guessing she was looking out for you ever since you two entered foster care," I made an educated guess

Jude nodded back and looked over to his sister, who was still sleeping peacefully "Callie has always put my needs in front of her own. I have a bad feeling that she thinks she doesn't matter, but she does...she does matter to me. She's the most important person in my life," Jude detailed a little pause as he watched his sisters chest move as she breathed "When we were in foster care, she always tried to protect me-" he stopped talking and corrected himself "Not tried. She always did protect me. Callie went to Juvie because she protected me,"

"What happened?" I asked softly curious about the detail behind her arrest

"I was being stupid," Jude looked down to his lap, he seemed to be ashamed of his actions "I went into our foster fathers bedroom and tried on his ex-wives dress," he spoke slowly, I could tell he didn't like to talk about it, remember it "Our foster father caught me. He got furious and started yelling and hitting me. Callie came back from school right at that moment, when he was beating me. She tried to get him away from me. He kicked her in the stomach. As a last resort, she picked up a baseball bat and started smashing up his car, to get our foster fathers attention away from me,"

Quickly Jude wiped his nose with his free hand "It worked," He looked straight to me. We held the eye contact for few second, till Jude broke it and looked down "He left me alone, but called the cops on Callie. They came over, arrested her and took her away. The cops never asked our side of the story."

Stef and I had wondered how and why Callie had ended up in Juvenile Detention. Bill had skipped the story behind it. He has simply stated the fact. Of course we had been slightly worried that she might have actually broken the law, hurt someone, was involved in some gang actions or drugs. What Jude had just disclosed to me made that concern disappear.

"I'm sorry that happened to you," I said sympathetic "People like him shouldn't be allowed to foster,"

"It is what it-" Jude started to brush the topic off, but he suddenly stopped. All of a sudden he looked alert. His eyes darted towards his interlocked hand with Callie, but second later to his sister face. He sat up, moving closer to the edge of the seat

"Jude?" I asked not understanding what was happening

"Her fingers! She moved her fingers...they flinched!" Jude quickly explained, I sat up straighter as I placed my hands on the end of the armrest "Callie! It's me - Jude! Can you hear me?"

"Argh," With her eyes still closed, Callie moved her head a little. Few more groans and moans of pain came from her as she was waking up.

"I'm here!" Jude stood up so Callie could see him better when she opens her eyes "Can you hear me, Callie?" He continued to speak to her, so she would hear a familiar voice

Callie slowly moved her head towards to Jude's side. There was pain written in her features. Her right eye slowly fluttered open. For a second, she stared right at Jude, until she closed her eye again. Her eyelid must have felt too heavy. Or maybe it was the light from the window, maybe it was too bright in here. Callie moved her head again, so it would be straight, not turned to one of the sides.

Her eye once again fluttered open slowly. This time she stared right at the ceiling. To me, it seemed that Callie was still a bit disoriented and confused, but that wasn't anything too surprising. She did have a gash on the back of her head, mostly likely from when she was hit or maybe her head was slammed to ground or wall. That and the pain medication of course.

"Callie?" Jude placed his hand gently on Callie's head over her hairline. Callie moved her head a little to look at her younger brother. Her look no longer seemed so distant and confused. She was slowly coming to. A huge smile grew on Jude's lip, when the two siblings held the eye contact.

"I will go get the doctor," I said getting up from the chair

Jude and I were standing a bit aside, letting the doctors and nurse asses Callie's condition. My right hand was gently rested on Jude's right shoulder. Jude was standing with his left hand crossed over his chest, listening carefully and watching, how the doctors worked around his sister.

"Can you tell me what day it is?" Dr. Rose asked her. There had been multiple questions before it.

"Friday," Callie answered. Her voice was muffed by the oxygen mask. Callie had tried to pull it off few times, but the nurse or doctor had put it back over her mouth and nose all the times.

Jude nervously looked to me at his sisters incorrect answer to the question.

"It's Saturday," Dr. Rose corrected her in a soft tone

"Saturday?" Callie asked through the mask, confused about the days. It was then, when I saw her features and look change. To her it was a revelation. It hit her, that she had missed the CPS visit

"Yes. It's Saturday. October 8th," Dr. Rose explained. Callie stared right at her, waiting for a more detailed explanation, how she could have lost a whole day of the life.

"You were unconscious, when you were brought in on a late afternoon, early evening on Friday. You had two surgeries,"

"No...no..." Callie replied back weakly as she raised her left hand up to her face. Her fingers touched the oxygen mask and she pulled it down again

"You need to keep the mask on," Dr. Rose said as she reached to take the mask out of her hand. Callie tried to resist it by trying to push her hand away. Her head turned towards us, where Jude and I stood.

Callie looked straight at me and said in manner, that I can only describe as a desperate plead "Please, don't take him!"

The nurse, doctor and Jude all turned to look at me as well. Unlike Callie, they looked at me in confusion. That's when I realized that Callie thought that I was a CPS worker or Jude's new social worker. All of a sudden there was a lump in my throat and my mouth got dry. I didn't know what to say.

The full length story about what had happened might be too complicated for her to understand right now. Callie only woke up few minutes ago. She still hasn't fully wrapped her head around what had happened to her. I didn't want to say anything that could upset her. If she tries to suddenly get up from the bed, she could hurt herself. That was something I wanted to avoid. Callie needed to recover and heal as fast as it's possible so she could get her brother back.

The fact that she was in such a condition, bruised up and in pain, added to my emotions even more than it normally would have. Just like that, I understood how much these two kids needed one another and how much they care about each other. In a way it reminded me of the twins.

"I have always followed your stupid rules..." Callie continued to speak, her eyes got teary "I'm doing my best!" her voice sounded a bit weak, like she didn't have enough energy

"Please!" She pleaded again and then tried to sit up. Callie's left hand went to her torso. She groaned in pain and her features exhibited just how much pain that motion had caused her, but despite it, she tried to sit up.

"Callie, don't try and get up!" Her doctor instructed "You could pull your stitches or hurt your ribs,"

"Don't take him!" Callie begged me again as the nurse carefully guided Callie's shoulders and head back down to the bed

"Lay back down," Dr. Rose added "You need to rest!"

"Jude...tell her!" she said through the pain she was in "Tell her!" her eye went to Jude, who looked lost as well as to what to tell her or how to tell her that he was already back in foster care

I took my hand off Jude's shoulder and walked up to the bed. Callie followed me with her eye. Now that I was closer, I saw that a tear had fallen from her swollen eye. It slowly rolled down the swollen skin.

"Right now," gently I placed my hand on her hairline and stroked her hair as I looked to her eyes "You need to focus on yourself, Callie. We are taking good care of Jude. I promise you - he's safe, he's okay!" I assured her "Jude needs you to get well and get back to your feet," I spoke slowly so she could follow it "So you need to listen to the doctors and nurses!"

With my right hand I reached to the oxygen mask that was hanging around her neck "The sooner you get better, the sooner everything will go back to the way it was!"

"Don't take him," Callie repeated desperately, her voice cracked. It looked like Callie was now fighting to keep her eye open. She looked exhausted.

"I'm not going anywhere!" Jude spoke up. Callie watched how Jude walked around the bed. The nurse stepped aside, giving Jude some more room. He took Callie's left hand and gently squeezed it. Callie turned her head to Jude.

"Don't leave me, Jude," it was barely heard through the oxygen mask

"I'm right here!" Jude replied, before he leaned down and placed a tender kiss on his sisters forehead. He sat down afterwards. A moment later, Callie's eye fluttered close and she fell asleep.