After the wait

by meyouthem123

Sequel to Waiting for someone like you. AU:now that the two former Jacob siblings have reunited, it is time for them to rebuilt their relationships to one another. Addition to that, they also need to build new relationship with each other's family. How will the two siblings and the two families get along? Not a Brallie!

19. Trapped Part V

AN: sorry for the wait. I am now swamped at University - deadlines, homework, projects and seminars that i need to attend. I didn't want to leave you hanging for too long, so here is the next chapter.

Amy POV

I had just sent the contact info to Lena and I was now little behind Leo and Olivia, standing in the break room, by the doors that lead to stairs. I had to stop to send the message to Lena.

The first floor was almost empty, it had significantly less damage, because the first floor didn't have any suspended ceilings. The phones were ringing in the break room, non-stop. I saw only 2 cops still inside, not counting myself. I bet other cops were out on the street, helping people. I was taken out of my thoughts by aloud cursing from Olivia

"THIS FUCKING SHIT…GOD DAMMIT! FUCK!" I hear Olivia yell from the parking lot, because Leo and Tom were now just in the doorway that lead out of the building. I glanced to them and then I hear Olivia once more time

"STUPID ASS EARTHQUAKE!" she cursed even louder. I looked to Leo, who was now just supporting Tom as he stood on his healthy leg on his own.

"Amy, get your keys! Olivia's car is damaged!" Leo called back at me

I put the phone in my pocket and run to my desk. Grab my bag and then run out as fast as I can. Leo and Tom were now in the middle of the parking lot, waiting for me to come, but Olivia was aggressively gesturing her middle finger to the big tree, from which a big branch had fallen down and damaged her car's windshield.

I run pass them and to my car. Luckily it was parked on other side, further away from the trees. It was unharmed. I drive out and wait for all of them to pile in my car.

Tom climbed in the back together with Olivia. He then stretched out his right leg over to Olivia's lap who was putting some more pressure on the gash. Leo run to the front, and before he could close the doors I burned the rubber and speeded out to the street.

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As we were halfway to the hospital Olivia informed us "Tom passed out again. And he is starting to look too pale!"

I was driving over the speed limit as it was, I was speeding pass many other cars and avoiding the stuff that was now on the street by making sharp turns all the way. It was just left, right, more right, back left. It was very jerky ride, with lot of acceleration and breaking and gear switching. I used the horn many times and Leo next to me was holding on to the door handle tightly, moving along with every movement with the car.

Some 5 minutes later I finally pulled to the hospital and Leo jumped out even before it had come to full stop. I was right by the emergency doors, where ambulances drive up to hospital. Leo pulled Tom out and carried him in.

I couldn't just leave the car there, so I drove the car few meters up front, so I wouldn't be in way of any other vehicles that needs to drives up. Then I run in too, I needed to follow through this.

When I ran inside, I saw that the emergency waiting room was full with people, with smaller and bigger injuries. I am not saying they were all hurt in the earthquake, but just that the room was full with people. Nurses were aiding for the people with smaller cuts while the doctors were rushing to people with bigger injuries.

Tom was now laid down on a gurney and I saw that a doctor undid the tape that we had wrapped around his leg, which held the gauze in place. The doctor looked at the gash for a second, Olivia told him something and then the doctor called out

"I NEED A ROOM, ASAP! AND PAGE DR. PETERSON!"

Leo and Olivia stepped back as a nurse run up, and the two medical professionals wheeled him thought the doors.

Olivia turned back to look at me. Neither her nor Leo were married, neither of them had children. But both of them knew I did.

"GO!" I hesitated for a second but then Olivia waved me away one more time and called out to me "GO, GET OUT OF HERE!" I turned on my heel quickly and sprinted back out of the hospital. When I got in the car, I felt my phone buzz, indicating I got a text message

I quickly unlocked the phone. It was a text from Lena. I held my breath for some good news

-Cooper thinks they could be both stuck in elevator. They did not arrive for the appointment. Stef's car is in the parking lot.

I tossed the phone to the passenger seat and turned the key in the ignition. The smooth start of driving the car was out, I once again speeded out, burning some more rubber off the tires

Callie POV

Silence.

Stef hasn't said anything back for some good 5 seconds at least.

"Well!? Am I – FAT?" I ask getting more emotional as I say the word –fat.

"No. Of course not, honey! You are not fat! That is not what I meant!" Stef tried to redeem herself as I was still sitting on her shoulders, my arms crossed on my chest.

I was looking down to her. But all I saw was her tip of the nose. Any other day I wouldn't care about the comment she made, but today was different. Today those words hurt, badly.

I really wanted to see her face, her eyes, to see if she is just saying that so I would leave her alone. The eyes never lie. By looking at people's eyes you can always tell if they are telling the truth or just trying to get their asses out of something of a bad situation.

"What did you mean then?" I ask her back without any hesitation

"Callie, I just meant…I thought...I…I did not meant that!" Stef was badly stuttering words out, not really making any sense

"I asked you if you were having trouble holding me up. You said you were fine, but you thought I was going to be lighter. Which means, I was heavier than you thought I would be. Hence, me being fat! You said it! Don't deny it now!" I was really upset with her

"Don't put words in my mouth, Callie. I never said that you were fat! I never used that word!" Stef argues back

"Get me down" I say firmly, just wanting to get far away from her as I can.

In this moment, that meant, me not sitting on her shoulders. I wanted to be in one corner while she was in other corner of the elevator cab.

"But what about the hatch. It is our way out—"

"All you care about is getting out of here. Further away from me! From the fat kid!" my emotions got the best of me. My voice cracked at the end. Tears whelm up in my eyes. I sounded like such a drama queen. I hated it, but I couldn't help myself.

Stef sighted and then bent in her knees, crouching down, so I could get down from her shoulders.

Once I do, I walk as far away from her as possible. She stays under the hatch, but I walk to the other side of the cab. Trying my hardest to keep my emotions in place.

"What has gotten into you?" She asks me softly as I cross my arms on my chest and turn my back to her. I showed her just how I angry I was with my stand.

"What has gotten into you!? You said I was fat!" I ask back in a harsher tone as I turned back to face her. But the emotions were getting the best of me. I didn't want to act this way. This wasn't me. Not the real me.

"Callie" she put her hands to her chest and spoke gently and calmly "I never…ever have said that you are fat! I don't think you are fat! You are perfectly healthy, fit, normal young woman! Don't do this to yourself, Callie. Please…I…I didn't mean that you are fat, because you are not!"

"Yeah, well, how heavy do you think I am!?" I ask the question to which I don't really want to know the answer to. No one ever does. I bite my lip to keep my tears from falling down. Just waiting for her to say a number

She took a small step back, not taking my eyes off of me. Her mouth opens slightly for a second, but she says nothing. She closes her mouth and just looks back at me.

"I am not answering that!" she states back, after few more seconds of thinking, slowly shaking her head back at me

"Why not!?" I asked her in harsh tone of voice

"Because you are acting like not yourself" she counted it off on her finger, starting with her thumb, then she moved on to her left index finger

"Woman, never ever want to know how much she weight in other people's mind. Not from men, but also not from any other woman! We do not want to know that!"

"Third" she continued, her right index finger pressing against her left hands middle finger "Whatever number I would say you would somehow, someway interpret as an insult and take it to your heart. I would be once again the bad guy in your eyes"

"Fourth" she has gotten to her ring finger "I will repeat again – because you are not fat!" she shifted in her stand and leaned closer to me, but still keeping her distance

"Last but not least, you are acting like Mariana, me, Lena and all of the other woman on this plant called Earth do, when we are on her period! And I am not going to mess with that! I know better not to mess with that! Honey, we all feel like that at least once in our lifetime. So no,I will not answer that question to you, because you-" she pointed to me "-are clearly on your period and very, very moody and emotional right now. And in reality, you don't want me to answer it! You are just testing me"

There was again silence after she finished her argument.

"But you said you thought I would weigh less. That means you thought I was too heavy" I said quietly back, not convinced anymore that she did mean to say that I was fat.

Stef came up to me and placed her hands on my cheeks, grabbing my face tightly in her grip, but not hurting me in any way, she was squashing my face softly "You are beautiful Callie. You. Are. Not. Fat!" she says very slowly and convincing, looking deep in my eyes

"But I feel like it" I said quietly back. My face was all mashed up between her hands.

"The feeling will pass. It always does, trust me. You are not fat, love. Trust me when I say that. I am sorry about what I said, I never meant to hurt your feelings in any way. I am truly, deeply sorry about what I said" she said very slowly and gently, so the message would get to me.

Stef then waits for me to say something back or react back somehow. I believed her when she said she didn't mean to hurt my feelings, so I slowly, with her hands still on my cheeks, nod back.

That made Stef smile back at me and then she placed a soft kiss on my forehead. After that she let go of my face and walked back standing right under the elevator hatch

"Now come on. We have a job to do!" she said and pointed up to the hatch. I quickly run my left hand over my cheek, wiping away the one single tear that had dropped down my cheek once she had stepped away from me. I suck in a breath and shake it off.

I walk back over to her back "I think it is stuck" I say as I place my hands in her palms, for support, as I try to get back on her shoulders. My voice still held evidence that I was previously emotional.

After I finally get back on her shoulders, she says back to me "Then un-stuck it. I trust you can do that"

"Un-stuck it! You say it like it is that easy? If I had a screwdriver or a knife, or something-" I say and rest my arms for a short moment. It is hard to keep your arms above your head for a long period of time "-it would be so much easier. Like breaking an entry"

"Have you ever done that?" she asks as she shifts slightly under me. She tightens the grip on my legs

"No. But I assume it wouldn't be that hard" I say reaching up to the hatch once more time

"Who designed this stupid thing? It is not moving!" I said now getting upset and frustrated, and irritated by this stupid hatch, as it is not giving in and opening

"Are you trying to open it the right direction?" she ask as I hit the hatch with my left fist

"I have been trying to open it all directions. Maybe it is just a fluke, like the false pockets on many of the female clothing" I said and glanced down to her briefly but continue to pry it open

"Keep trying-" Stef starts but she is stopped in half sentence when the hatch, that I just now managed to open, falls open downwards, right to my face.

It hits my left side of the face when it came down, because I had reacted and turned my head to one side fast enough. But I still think it made a scratch on my face, if not a small cut

"You opened it?" Stef asks all excited once she heard the hatch opening.

"Yes..." I say and reach with my right to my cheek bone, where it now hurt a bit. When I looked back to my hand, I saw some blood on it. It wasn't much, but I am pretty it is bleeding just a little bit.

Stef, of course, wanted to look up and see, I could tell by how impatient she got under me.

"Now what?" I ask her as I look up the hatch to the elevator shaft

"Now, I will help you up" Stef says quickly back, she sounded very eager.

I reach up to the roof, I don't think I would be able to pull myself up, but with Stef helping me, giving me a boost up, in a minute or so I had actually made it to the roof of the elevator.

I peak back down to the elevator. Stef walks to the elevator panel and presses a button.

"What are you doing?" I ask looking down to her.

"I made sure the elevator won't move once we are on the roof of it. It can happen. I pressed the stop button, now, if by a miracle, it fixes itself, it won't squash us or takes us down with it" That was really smart of her. So glad she knows so much things…about stuff.

"Don't forget-" And once I start to say it, Stef tosses up my sweater, her shirt and my bag. I catch it all and stuff the clothes in my bag so we wouldn't have so much to carry.

"Okay, you will have to help me up too" Stef said no looking up to me from inside of the elevator

"Yeah…um…I don't think I will be able to pull you up" I said as I knew I wasn't that strong

"Don't tell me you are that person!" she says back and puts hands on her hips "That leaves the other person, who helped someone, behind just to save your own ass!"

"I am not going to leave you! I just have my doubts about this one. I will still try" I said back placing the bag next to me. Then I lean down the hatch, legs stretch out as far as possible, so she doesn't just pull me down with her

"Please try and not break my right hand again. I am already imagining the pain and I don't want to feel that" I said as I stretched both of them down the hatch.

"Then don't give me your right" she says and starts to do little jumps, warming up I assume. I pull my right back up and press it at the side of the roof. It will give me some more strength to hold her up with my left.

"Okay"Stef looked like she was born ready to do something like this. She looked so concentrated, like sprinters do before the 100 m sprint.

I just hope that she doesn't pull my left arm out of my socket or just simply pulls me back down to the elevator. Both of those things would hurt like hell.

Stef walked back to the far end of the cab. I had no idea how she is going to make this kind of a jump. And then she just went for it.

She run, if you can call making 3 big and fast steps running to the side where the hatch is. I didn't see what exactly she did, but I think I felt it. It was some kind of parkour or ninja move or something like that. I believe she jumped against the side wall, like jumping against it to get more height up. And then I felt and saw her grab a hold of my hand. She pulled me down hard, but I didn't fall back in the cab, she just gave me quite the pull down.

Her left hand just for a brief moment was around my forearm, she didn't even go for my palm. And with her right she had reached up to the side of the open hatch. She then let go of my left hand and her other hand was now on the hatch side too. This all happened like in second. It was so fast.

I quickly reacted, jumped up as she was now just hanging on with her fingertips, hanging down, kicking with her legs to help her pull herself up. I grabbed a hold of her left arm and standing up, I was trying my hardest to pull her up. There were a lot of groans and moans as she was trying to pull herself up and I was trying to pull her up.

She got high enough so she could rest her elbow on the roof and then it looked like she got it. A moment later she had one of her knees up and the next moment all of her was up on the roof with me. She was breathing heavily, but she was standing and now looking back inside the elevator.

"I will be honest…" she breathed out and leaned down, resting her hands on her knees. She leaned straight back up and pointed down "I didn't think I would make it"

"That makes two of us" I joke back and we both share a good laugh

"I will tell this story at every Holliday, every birthday…every Christmas…." She said smirking back still getting her breath back. But then she walked up to me and looked to my cheek

"Let me see" she says and softly with her right she takes ahold of my chin and turns it gently to one side so she would have a better look of my 'injury'. She softly pressed around my cheek bone

"Doesn't seem like it fractured your cheekbone. It is just a small cut. I will pay for cosmetic surgery if you want or need one later" she said back with a small smile as she stepped away from me

"I will remember that" I said smiling and reached down for my bag

Stef stopped me by grabbing my bag first

"I got this" she said and tossed the bag over her shoulders.

Then we both looked up to the elevator doors that lead to the floor "I don't think those are open"

"We don't need them open" she says with a smirk that says that she has something else in mind "We are going to the roof" she says and points up the shaft

I titled my head up more and looked to where I saw the roof. It looked like there were only 2 floors between us and the roof hatch.

"I would just like to say" I look back to Stef "the part where I said, I want to be alive when I get out, still applies"

"You can stay here. I will crawl up to the top of shaft and check the hatch that leads to roof. I will check on the doors on my way too. I will give you call out if I have a way out. If not, I will get back down and we will just have to wait it out back in the elevator" Stef said and walked over to the ladder that leads up

But I have my worries. I don't want anything bad to happen. And this seems just like a place where something bad could happen.

"Maybe…we could just wait it out in the elevator" I said worried as I am actually scared about her life. Stef stopped climbing the ladder and looked back at me

"Callie" she jumped down the 4 steps she had made and walked up to me "I will be fine. It is just a ladder" she said trying to calm me down.

"But you could like lose your grip or footing…or fall if you check on the doors or…or the roof hatch…and the ladder doesn't look new. It doesn't look safe...and all the wires…and…that is a long fall down."

Stef's features softened a lot, she had tilted her head lightly to one side, her eyes on me. She had this loving look in her eyes.

"And I kind of like you. I don't want you dead" I bit my lip once I said it.

At first, I had considered all of the Adams Foster simply as Jude's family. For the last few weeks, if not months, I kind of considered them also as my friends. I had grown closer to them and I liked spending time with them. I felt comfortable around them and safe. And more importantly I, as weirdly as it sounds in my head, trusted all of them. It is not just mom that I trust now. It's all of them too. I haven't had this many people in my life for years.

I don't want to lose that.

"Oh, honey" Stef said in the sweetest and softest voice I have ever heard her talk in. She pulled me in a tight hug

"I kind of like you too" she whispered back in my ear "I consider you my family Callie"

"Really?" I ask back leaning out

"Well, you eat so much in our home I kind of have to" She of course went with a joke "I am basically buying food for 8 people now. Very often, we now have leftovers, because Lena always makes dinner for 8 people. In case you stop by after school."

Stef then softly with her thumb wipes away the one stray tear that had fallen down my cheek "If you don't want to, honey, I won't climb up"

"Please don't…" I say quietly, almost afraid to voice it. Afraid that she will just ignore my plead for her not to risk it

"Then I won't" She says back and pulls me back in a hug "I won't"

Then to both of our surprise, we hear a noise. Once we look up we see that the elevator doors that were the closest to us, the 3rd floor doors start to open. Someone was prying them open from the other side.

Amy POV

I had just driven out to the main street when in front of me I saw something on the side of the street. I can't believe I almost forgot it.

I stop the car quickly next to the small shop. After I grabbed few dollars from my wallet, I jump out of the car and run to the small store.

When I pushed the doors open, the small bell rings, like in many shops, so the cashiers would know when a customer walks in. The next thing I see is that all the shelves were fallen over, milk, beer and other drinks was on the floor, flooding the place. All the food on shelves were on floor too.

When I stepped another foot inside the store, I heard a guy, probably the owner, calling out to me "We are CLOSED!"

I looked around and then saw him as he stood up from crouching behind one of the shelves. He had two Coca cola bottles in his hands. He looks to me and places the two bottles on the counter, next to where the cash register was.

"I need chocolate!" I said looking at him as I was holding the money up in the air