AN: Reminder - I am not a doctor! Google is my friend. If there is something horribly wrong - let me know, I will fix it.

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Amy POV

The big clock on the wall counted away second loudly. The seconds formed minute. Minute turned into two. Then Five...Ten...Fifteen.. Every minute that went by was excruciating. The more time went one, the more anxious, angered and frustrated I got. Aaron couldn't even sit down for a minute. Ever since the doctor left and the cops started to make the calls, he has been pacing in the waiting room, unable to stay still, not even for a minute. Every now and then I stared up to the clock, to see for how long we haven't had a single update about Callie's state.

When the time counted up to sixteen minutes and twenty two seconds, the two cops walked in the waiting room. Aaron and I both stood next to each other. Blindly, we interlocked out fingers, giving each other the strength to hear what these officers are about to say to us.

"We spoke to Callie's social work. He confirmed what you said-" the officer that forbid me to leave the room spoke up

"Let's go!" I start to walk and pull Aaron with me. This time they let us go, they don't stop us. We don't need to hear the rest, we know the rest. An apology. We don't care about their stupid apology right now. All we care about is the young girl, which we brought here.

The nurse, who I met when we arrived at the hospital, was working behind the front desk. She looked up to us and understood why we went to her.

"Follow me," the nurse said to us and gestures to the hallway, that leads deeper inside the emergency wing

Even though Callie has been my foster daughter for only some 3 hours, I cared and worried about her like I would for Markus. In the end, she was only a kid, who was hurt. In the end, she needed someone beside her, supporting her, comforting her just like any other kid would.

The nurse pushed the doors open to an emergency room. The doctor, to whom we spoke briefly before, was standing next to the table, talking to Callie, trying to explain something to her. A nurse was standing at the top of the table, looking down to Callie. He took a little step back to look at us and the nurse, who was next to us. In the corner of my eye I saw the nurse give the doctor a little nod.

"I was explaining the procedure to Callie, that I am going to preform on her," the doctor says, when Aaron and I slowly enter the room. Callie had a blanket over her legs. Her right hand was over her head. There were these dark blue napkin/towel look like things covering her torso/chest region. Only a small part of her right side of the chest was not covered with the blue fabric. Callie had an oxygen mask over her mouth and nose that helped her breathe. IV line went in her left arm, a fluid bag hang over the table.

"What procedure? What's wrong with her?" Aaron asked, when I walked up to the table side to be closer to Callie. With one ear I was listening to what the doctor was explaining to Callie.

"Hey," I smile down at her. I resisted the urge to hold her hand, because like we learned few hours ago, Callie was not too big on contact at this time. She was still too scared, too unfamiliar with us. We are still strangers to her.

Callie didn't say anything back, but even if she did, I doubt I would hear it, because of the oxygen mask. She was gazing up to me. Her eyes were telling me more than words ever could. I saw how afraid of the procedure she was. I saw how surprised she was to see me - us - here with her. Part of me believed, she thought we had left her. I saw how perplexed she looks about what was happening/had happened to her, what the doctor was saying. I guess she had no idea her injuries were this bad. Pain...Pain was written in her face, her features, her eyes as well.

"We are right here, honey! We are not going to leave you," I reassure her, as with my other ear I listen to the doctor explaining to Aaron what was wrong "Callie has what is called a collapsed lung or a Pneumothorax. She has sustained a direct trauma to her chest. From the direct trauma, two of her ribs on the right side...the 4th and 5th rib are broken as you can see in the chest x-ray. The broken ribs put pressure on her lung, causing it to collapse. There is air between her lung and chest wall. What we need to do, is remove the excess air from Callie's chest cavity,"

"How are you going to that?" Aaron asks the doctor, while I continue to reassure the scared looking girl "You are going to be okay, Callie. The doctors will patch you up and you will be home before you know it,"

I noticed how Callie's look changed for a millisecond, the moment I said the word – home. It was obvious she doesn't see our home as her home. Not yet at least. It's probably only a house to her. A house where she is forced to live in. A temporary living situation. Nothing else.

"I will make a small cut in the side of Callie's chest and insert a chest tube between her ribs into the space around her lungs to remove the excess air and allowing the lung re-expand!" Doctor explained to Aaron

"You are doing it while she's awake!?" Aaron asked worried, voicing the same exact fear I had, when I heard about the chest tube

"She is going to be awake, yes! I'm not going to sugar cote it - chest tube insertion is painful procedure. But we will numb the area before the procedure by giving her local anesthesia. We will try to make it as painless as possible,"

I glance down to Callie, to see how she takes this kind of news. It looked like she was already preparing for what was to come. The look in her eyes changed - she now had empty look in her eyes. It was similar look I saw in her eyes, when I took the bat away from her and put handcuffs around her wrists. She was distancing herself. Bracing herself for the pain.

"Have you done this before?" Aaron asked when he walked up to my side, he smiles down to Callie briefly, before looking back at the doctor

"Many time, yes!" Doctor confirmed it as he goes to wash his hands

"Can we stay with her, while you do this procedure?" I asked him hoping to hear the answer yes

Doctor replied as he dried his hands "Yes, you can. But if you are squeamish, I suggest you don't!" He put on glows after his hands were clean

Aaron and I share a look, before I reply for to the doctor and offer a warm smile to Callie "We are good! We are staying!" There is no way, I will leave Callie alone through this. Callie looked at me in disbelief, before she averted her look to the ceiling.

Once the chest tube was in, Callie was taken to x-ray to confirm the chest tube placement and position. The chest tube had to stay in Callie's chest for few hours, till her lung can re-expand like it is suppose to.

In the end, we spent all of the night in the hospital, by Callie's side. No one got good night sleep. The multiple nurses visits, doctors visits and x-rays that had to be done to make sure the procedure is working, kept us all awake. For me, it was obvious. It did help her. Callie's breathing did sound better every hour that went by.

It was around 7AM, when Aaron and I went to the end of the hallway for a coffee, while Callie was taken to an x-ray to check on her lungs.

"You should go home, Amy!" Aaron said when he tossed in the coins to get his coffee out

"What? Why?" I screw up my face and lower the cup off coffee down from my lips

"You have a shift in 2 hours!"

"I can call in personal time,"

"On your first day?" Aaron asked skeptically "You don't have to do that!"

"What other choices do I have?" I ask, when Aaron grabbed his cup. We started to walk back towards where Callie's spot was.

"Go home, grab a shower, eat something, go to work! I am still on my vacation. I am going to stay with Callie the whole time. I am not leaving her side, Amy. You don't have to worry about her,"

"I can't...I can't do that!" I shake my head "I can't leave her, not while she is in hospital!" I say before I take a sip of the coffee

"Well, maybe she won't be in hospital for too long," Aaron said and nodded to front of us. The doctor was writing something in Callie's chart.

"Good news!" He says, when we walk up to her "Her lung look good! I'm going to take out the chest tube, stitch up her side and you can take her back home, where she can continue her healing!"

"Really?" I ask not believing my ears what the doctor said

"Yes. Her chest x-ray looks good. Callie's breathing normally! She is good to go home!" He said with a smile

Stef POV

November 29th

The four teenagers had left for school some 20 minutes ago. Lena was upstairs getting ready herself. It was just me and Frankie in the kitchen right now. She was sitting in her high chair.

"One last spoon! Come on, my love...one more spoon for mommy!" I moved the baby spoon closer to Frankie "That's my girl" I smile at her when she eats the last of her food. Lena did not have any luck feeding Frankie this morning, so I took over the duties. At first I was having as rough time as Lena did. Frankie simply wasn't eating. Thankfully after some few minute of being cranky, she started to eat.

"Mama is going to be so proud of her little girl!" I said To Frankie as I cleaned up her chin

"Mama I always proud of her babies. All of her babies!" Lena said as she walked inside the kitchen "You got her to eat everything?" Lena peaked a look to the empty bowl in front of me

"I have the magic touch," I grin back at Lena, as I look at her over my shoulder. Lena bend down and gave me a kiss.

"You might have the magic touch, but you have a terrible time perception," Lena said as she pulls out of the kiss "Mommy is going to be late for the job, if she doesn't hurry up!"

"Oh cr-" Lena slapped my arm lightly before I managed to say the bad word in front of our two year old

I jumped up from the stool "Mommy really has to go, Frankie! I love you my sweet, sweet, girl!" I kissed her forehead three times, before I turn to walk out of the kitchen

"Mommy loves you too as well!" I stop at Lena and kiss her as well, before I sprint upstairs to grab my gun, badge and belt

I was a little late for my shift. This was the day, I will meet my new partner. I didn't know much about my partner. Only what Captain told me. Police officer is transferring here from another precinct in SD. She has been on the force as long as I have. And that's about it. I didn't even know my new partners name.

I hurried in the precinct. When I entered the break room, I saw Captain Roberts speaking to someone in uniform, that I don't recognize. That must be the new police officer that just transferred here.

"Ah! And there she is!" Captain said to the officer next to her, when she saw me walk in

"I'm sorry for being late, Captain. Frankie was extra cranky this morning, I lost track of time!" I blurred out, when I walked up to them

"No need to apologize. You are right on time! Meet your new partner!" Captain said and nodded to the officer next to her

The woman looked to be around my age, my height and built. Her brown hair was taken up in a bun, just like mine was. The woman had green eyes. Kind eyes, genuine smile – that's the first thing I thought of her. I noticed a ring on her finger, so she is married. Probably has a kid or two. Overall I got the feeling that she was a friendly person.

Not really sure how we will get alone though. Only time will tell that. Personally, I had never been partnered with another female officer before. From day one, when I started to work in the force, all my partners have been men. Mike was the officer I have spent most of the time being partnered with. Having a female partner will surely be a change.

"Amy Scott!" She extended her arm towards me and offers a warm smile at me

I shook her hand back "Stef Adams Fosters,"