AN: To the guest review- first of, thank you for your honesty. I appreciate it :)
I know this story doesn't contain as much Adams Fosters as some would like. But I promise, I am trying to add them as much as I can. It simply isn't that easy. They are two completely different families and they both live their own lives. The focus has always been on Callie - my OC Amy- Stef - Lena. I tried to incorporate Stef & Lena in Callie's business as much as possible, but I also wanted the story to fell realistic. Callie didn't know them before my story took place, so I had to build their relationship slowly.
This mini-story will contain every character, everyone will be part of a story line. A little tease - the Adams Fosters kids/Callie are in for some fun stuff in the next chapter ;)
I hope you enjoy :) Here we go - the last one before the 100! :)
Lena POV
December 25th
"Wow...seriously? An EMT worker?" I ask shocked as I hand Amy a glass of water and a medication for temperature. Wrinkles of surprise appear on Stef's forehead once Amy told us Callie's plans for future.
For the last hour or so Amy wasn't feeling so well, but she was determined to get through this day. She was hoping a little bit of medication will do the trick. We hoped so as well, because we wanted this mixed Scott and Adams Foster Christmas celebration to succeed. The last thing we wanted was for Amy to head home because she is sick.
"Thanks, Lena. And yes, dead serious!" She replies before she tosses the pill in her mouth and drinks the water on top. Once the pill is swallowed and the glass is empty, Amy continues "Actually, we looked through all of the programs and she is even thinking about going further than EMT and thinking of becoming a paramedic!"
"Did not expect that!" Stef admits as she put the pan of lasagna in the oven
"Well, neither did I. But that's what she wants. And if that's what she wants, I'm going to support her all the way"
"I always thought she would want to do something with music," I say as I start to roll our the gingerbread dough, so we could make another pan. The first batch that Stef and I made yesterday, disappeared in few short hours. Stef whined that she hadn't even gotten to eat one because the kids ate it all so fast.
"Yeah, I had the exact same thought," Stef points to me and then returns back to the kitchen table
"What is Brandon thinking about doing after graduation?" Amy asks curiously as she helps me make gingerbread dough into different shapes - bells, stars, penguins, hearts.
"Well, his primary is Manhattan School of Music. He wants to become a pianist!" Stef says proudly "But he is not dismissing other options, like the conservatory in San Francisco, which is much closer to home, or Curtis Institute of Music in Philly"
"They are all very prestige universities," I add to what Stef said "He said he would send his applications to every college he knows and then he wait till he hears the results. Only then he will decided which he is going to attend."
"Just thinking about him leaving for college is very bittersweet. He's following his dream, but he is also leaving us," I saw tears appearing in Stef's eyes as she spoke
"Well, that's still 6 months from now...even more," Amy says to cheer up Stef
"They grow up so fast," Stef thoughts out loud "I'm going to miss him so much..."
"You have had Brandon since he was born!" I rub Stef upper arm to solace her "You got as much time as you possibly could!"
"Yeah, we can't say that about the twins or Jude," Stef says in more sadly "Just think about it, love," Stef turns to me as another thought popped in her mind "In year the twins will leave for college as well and then in few short years Jude will be gone too."
"We still have Frankie," I smile at my wife
"Yeah, you still have to raise her for like 13 years!" Amy jokes
Stef's face drops and her tone suddenly changes "Oh, gosh...more than a decade!" Amy and I both laugh at Stef expression
"Hey, babe!" Cooper walks in the kitchen with his phone in his hand "My sister just called,"
"What is it?" Amy straightens her back and looks to Cooper
"Nick is pretty sick, he caught some sort of stomach bug and he has high fever. Carrie thinks they won't make it this Sunday," Cooper explains, holding the phone up in his hand
"Who's Nick and Carrie again?" I ask not recognizing the name
"Coopers sister and her husband," Amy quickly explains before turning back to Cooper "Poor Nick. Stomach bugs suck, there is a chance that Carrie and the kids can catch it from him as well."
"Yeah, it's not good. What are we going to do with the reservation?" Cooper asks Amy "Should I cancel?" For a moment Amy remains silent as she thinks about the options.
"Well…I have an idea..." Amy says slowly and looks to Stef and I on the other side of the table. Cooper looks at us as well and a huge smile appears on his lips.
"What?" Stef says clueless looking between Amy and Cooper
"What do you guys think about a double date?" Amy smirks at us. Stef and I look at one another as we start to think about it.
"It's this Sunday at 4. We could pick you up and drive together," Cooper says trying to sell it to us "It's a 5 start restaurant. Romantic atmosphere, great service. It's located in 5 start hotel so, you know...you two can rent a room for the night and spend a night away from the kids and have some – you – time!"
"And may I add – you would have the best company for dinner," Amy adds pointing between herself and Cooper "Like, you won't find better people for a double date - we are funny, smart, good looking, super charming" Cooper nodded to everything Amy said very vigorously
"Are you asking us out on first date, Amy?" Stef asks her with a chuckle
"Only if you accept!"
Stef and I share another look to try and decide what we are going to do. The offer sounded alluring to me. I think Stef felt the same way. And some us time could be good for us. Since I was attacked, we haven't had an – us – time. This could be a chance for us to have a special night.
"We accept!" Stef replies for both us and bows her head down in a very lady like way
"Yes, it sounds great. It's been some time since we have had a date"
"How long has it been?" Stef raises her eyebrow at me "Months?"
"Try years, honey!" I place my hand on Stef's lower back
"No, no...Remember Amy got me that present on birthday! We went on the spa retreat. That was totally a date material stuff," Stef says leaning closer tome to kiss me and whispers to me seductively "We did that other stuff that we both like so much!"
"I would love to stay and listen more, but I have a tea party I have to attend. The hostess is not going to save my tea for too long!" Cooper replies as he walks out of the kitchen to head back upstairs, where Frankie was having a tea party with her play set. All the boys were with here. Callie and Mariana had gone out to the mall to have some girl time alone and do some shopping.
As the day went on, I could see clearly on Amy's face, that she was not feeling any better. In fact, she seemed worse than in the morning. She managed to sit through the dinner, but she barely ate anything. To me it seemed like she could be sick any minute. I think Amy might have caught some stomach bug as well.
After the dinner, Cooper took Amy back home, so she could rest. Callie, after her mother convinced her, stayed with us. At first Callie seemed to have lost the joy, as everyone could see she was worried about her mom. But thankfully, once we started the first game of charades, she started to slowly gain back her excitement and joy. Over the course of the evening, I saw that Callie texted Cooper to check up on mom every other hour or so. Cooper replied to every text she sent.
December 26th
The kids had a slumber party in the living room as they all decided last night that they should watch a marathon of Christmas movies. Brandon and Frankie had managed to get the couch. Last night I saw them laying next to one another, but in the morning, Frankie was literally sleeping on top of Brandon. The twins had somehow managed to fall asleep on the armchairs in the most unnatural and what seemed like more uncomfortable positions ever. I am 99% sure both of them will complain in the morning that their necks hurt. But Callie and Jude were both sleeping snuggled up to one another on the floor. We set up a mattress for them in the evening so they don't have to sleep on the cold floor.
Around 10 in the morning, Stef mixed the pancake dough and started to make pancakes. We heard movement from the living room, when Stef had made the first batch of pancakes.
"I bet on Jesus!" I say to Stef and lift my cup of coffee up to my lips to take a sip
"Too easy, love!" Stef smirks, looking over her shoulder to me "I bet it's Callie!"
"Do I get something as well from this bet?" we hear Callie's voice from the doorway, Jude was standing right next to her yawning and very actively scratching his side. They both had messed up hair and their clothes were scrunched up.
"Sorry, there is no prize," Stef says as I get up and get plates for the kids "All you can get is pancakes!"
"That's totally fine with me," Callie replies walking over to the fridge. She got out a carton of milk. I loved how at home Callie felt here. Jude goes over to the cupboard to get glasses for him and his sister. When the kids sit down, I hand them their plates of pancakes and tableware.
"Smells amazing, mom!" Jude says as he pours syrup on his plate
"I bet it tastes as good as it looks!" Callie quickly adds "Thanks, Stef!"
"Don't mention it sweetie" Stef says as she continues to makes more pancakes
"Don't use it all!" Callie takes the bottle of syrup out of Jude's hand when she saw that barely any is left in the bottle
"Sorry," Jude mumbled back and watches how his sister uses the last of the syrup on her pancake
"I think we had more syrup," I stood up and went to get it from a cupboard. I place the bottle on the table, Jude grabs it quickly and pours some more on his pancakes.
"Can you guys believe it has been a year," I sit down at the table looking at the two siblings
"A year since what?" Callie asks with a full mouth, looking pretty confused at my statement. Jude had just stuffed his mouth with food as well.
"Since you Callie first visited us and you two reconnected after being separated for 6 years!" Stef says from the oven. She looks over her shoulder to me and chuckles "And I thought I was the one with the bad memory!"
The two siblings look to one another. I guess they hadn't even thought of that. They had each other back and that was all that mattered to them.
"Huh...really, it's been a year already?" Callie looks to her brother, who looked just as surprised "That sure went by fast!"
"Yeah, feels like few months!" Jude nods back in agreement and the next second he continues to stuff his face with the food
Callie looks to me "I guess, I have you to thank you for it!"
"Oh, don't be silly, sweetheart. We didn't do anything. It was all you!" I smile at the girl "All we did was just welcome you and your mom in our home!"
"Lena's right! If I remember correctly, you were the one that was desperately looking for Jude" Stef adds
"Only because I had told Jude that I would find him and that he shouldn't be telling anyone about me," Callie looks down to her brother "If Jude would have told you, I am sure, you would have looked for me, just like mom helped me look for Jude!"
"I think the important thing is that you two found each another!" I say looking between the kids "It doesn't matter who looked for who or how long it took. What matters is that you are here today and you have each other back in your lives! And nothing will ever separate you two again."
Jude looks up to his sister with tears in his eyes "I love you, Cal! You are the best sister ever! Don't tell Mariana and Frankie that I said that!"
"I love you more! And don't worry, secret is safe with me!" Callie pulled her brother to her side and kissed the top of his head. I glance over to Stef, who was watching the siblings with tears in her eyes.
Amy POV
I was laying on my back, staring up to the ceiling. Last night was pretty hard. I didn't really get the sleep I wanted to. It's not that I didn't slept, I just don't feel rested. I feel very fatigue. Every muscle in my body ached and I don't know why. Also, I felt a little bit cold.
I hear Cooper move next to me "Morning. How are you feeling?"
"I'm not sure!" I reply staring up to the ceilings as I tried to figure out if my stomach is going to betray me. I have felt ever since I opened my eyes this morning. Actually, I woke up because my stomach was acting up.
"Are you feeling cold?" He asks pressing up on his elbow to have a better look at me. Very gently, he moved some hair out of my forehead and then places his hand on my forehead to see if I was warm.
"No, not anymore."
"Anything else bugging you?"
"Stomach feels a bit wired" I admit not taking my eyes off the ceiling. I was afraid that the slightest movement will upset my stomach
"Well, you haven't eaten anything since breakfast yesterday" Cooper says sitting up in the bed, next moment he is standing next to the bed "Maybe if you eat something, you would feel better. What are you up to?"
"I'm not sure...something light," I say and very carefully and slowly I push myself up in sitting position as well. Basically I risked it!
"How about I make you oatmeal? How does that sound?" Cooper jumps in his trousers and grabs his shirt, that he had tossed on the chair by the desk
"Amy?" he says worried as I just sat on the side of the bed and stared down at the floor. A very horrible feeling took over me the moment I had sat up. This weird taste appeared in my mouth.
When I feel that it's coming up, I jump off the bed and run out of the bedroom. Thankfully the bathroom was close. I dropped to my knees, lifted up the toilet seat and emptied my stomach content.
Cooper apparently had run after me. He was now holding my hair up "Okay...so that happened. Don't hold it in...just let it all out!"
"Are you cheering me up while I am throwing up?" I ask in disbelief after my second round of vomiting
"I'm supportive that way," Cooper chuckles back as he rubs my back, while holding my hair with other hand. I reach up and flush the toilet.
"I will see what you have in your med box for nausea," Cooper kisses the top of my head before he gets up and walks over to the locker that was right next to the sink and mirror. While he searches, I sit on the floor, resting my head on the closed toilet seat.
I had closed my eyes for a moment and in that moment, I had missed when Cooper had walked out.
"Here, drink this, Amy!" Cooper was holding out a glass for me. I didn't even question what he was giving me. All I know, it did not taste good, but I do hope it helps.
Of course, it didn't help instantly. I threw up two more time and then it finally seemed to end. The nausea passed. I was back in my bed, under a warm blanket. Cooper made the oatmeal and I ate some of it. Every hour or so Cooper checked up one and gave me a glass of water to drink so I wash away the bacteria so to say. With all the water that I had consumed over the day, it of course also meant that I was a pretty frequent guess to the bathroom.
Callie called after lunchtime, around 3, saying that Stef will drop her off in hour or so. I was glad she was having fun with the Adams Fosters. I didn't want her to ruin her Christmas Holiday, because she had to look after me while I was sick.
After the phone call from Callie, I decided to play few games of Solitaire on my phone. I was feeling a little bit bored, so I thought a game on my phone would fix it.
I had accidentally swiped to the left, after the phone call and now I was left staring at my phone. On the left from the main screen, I had put on a gadget of calendar, so I could have a quick access to it and see the important dates, people's birthdays and any appointment if I had any. I was staring up to the calendar when a slightly scary thought popped in my mind.
I tapped on the calendar and opened it in full view. Now it didn't just show me the next 3 days, but it showed me the whole month. I started to count backwards teh days form December 26 . I counted up to 33 as I stopped at the date - November 23st.
"Oh fuck!" I mouth to myself as the realization hit me. I sat up, tossed the blanket away and placed the phone next to me. I was late. Before the shooting took place, my period had always been regular. The stress from the shooting messed up my period. But for the last 2 months my period was back to normal. So yeah, I was slightly scared.
"This can't be happening!" I run my hands over my face. I look down to the phone next to me. The calendar was now taunting me. I reached for my phone and recounted the days. I got the same count as before.
"No, no, no!" I toss the phone back down and get up from the bed and start to pace around the bedroom as different thoughts started to run around my head. Cooper must have heard me walking from downstairs and he came up.
"Hey, you are up! Feeling better?" He says enthusiastic as he saw me pace around "Why are you—what's wrong?" Cooper asks as he watches closely
"I need you to do something for me!" I say as I stop at the end of the bed, few steps away from Cooper
"Anything. Name it!" He smiles back taking one step closer to me
"I need you to go to the pharmacy"
"Babe, your med box is pretty stacked already" he points over his shoulder to the hallway
"Well, it does not contain one thing," I say nervously as I start to pick my fingernails
"What?"
"...a pregnancy test" I reply after a short pause
"Why would you need a— oh...OH! Oh no, no, no!" Cooper brain processed the new information at slow pace "We did not—we used...we...I used condom every time...we-you cannot be..." He shook his head back vigorously. He was in denial.
"Well it would explain why I am late, why I feel very fatigue and the nausea I had this morning. I was the same way when I was pregnant with Markus - morning sickness was my new best friend!And Coop, condoms are not 100% safe!"
"What? No of course they are!" He argued back "And we used one every time! Every time!" He said not wanting to believe it "You cannot be...nop! No- this can't be happening!"
"Coop!" I walked up to him and placed my hands on his arms "Coop, I need you to calm down. Take a deep breathe!" He clearly got himself all worked up.
"Okay, that's good!" I say as I watch him take few deep breathes. He calmed down significantly after some minute or so "Feeling any better?"
"Yeah...yeah" He ran his palm over his forehead "Sorry, I just..." he trailed off
"I know -it's scary! But I still need you to go to the pharmacy and get me that pregnancy test!" I run my hands up and down his arm to help him calm down "...Preferably before Callie get's home!"
"Right, ugh...right, okay! Pregnancy test..okay..." He mumbles to himself as he turns around and heads out of the bedroom. When he was at the doorway, he stopped and walked back to me. Cooper gave me a quick kiss and then hurried out of the bedroom.
The 25 minutes while he was gone, went very slowly. They were dragging. And they felt like torture. When I heard the front doors open, I got out of the bed and hurried to the stairs.
Cooper was hurrying up the stairs stepping on every other step "There are so freaking many pregnancy tests!" he held the box out for me
I grab the box out of his hands and head into the bathroom. A moment later I open the bathroom doors and let Cooper in.
"How long do we have to wait?" He asks looking down to the two pregnancy tests on the sink
"3 minutes!" I say looking down to it
"Okay..3 minutes," Cooper runs his palms over his face. He looked incredibly nervous and scared "That's not to long!"
"Why is it taking so long! This is torture!" Cooper says frustrated after 30 seconds had passed. He couldn't stand still, he was bundle of nerves. I walked up to him and wrapped my hands around his waist and pressed my head to his chest. His heart was beating was in his chest. Cooper hugged me back, wrapping his hands tightly around me. It seemed that the hug helped him. The hug helped me as well.
My phone in my hand buzzes signaling the 3 minutes are up. Slowly I lean out of the embrace.
"No matter what the result says – I want you to know that I am not going anywhere. I love you, Amy!"
"I love you too!" I say before our lips meet for a passionate kiss. We look to each others eyes for few seconds before we lean out of the embrace. Cooper slips his hand in my mine. Our fingers interlock.
"Together?" Cooper looks down to me
"Together" I repeat before we walk over to the sink to pick up the pregnancy test
Callie POV
"Thanks for the ride" I tell Stef as I unbuckle
"Don't mention it, sweetheart" Stef replies with a big smile on her lips "It was great having you guys over. We should do it next year as well!"
"We totally should. It could become a tradition of some sorts," I say back enthusiastic
"Too bad your mom didn't feel well and had to leave early,"
"Yeah..." I sigh and look to the house. Cooper's car was parked in front of mom's car "...that sucked!"
"Wish her to get better soon from me okay?" Stef says placing her hand on my shoulder
"I will," I look back to the older woman
"Give me hug," She says to me and leans over to my seat as far as the seat belt allowed. Stef kisses my forehead before she lets go of me "I love you kiddo!"
"Love you too. Bye!" I reply and get out of the car. Stef doesn't drive away till, I walk in the house. Through the living room window I see her drive away. The house was oddly quiet.
"Mom! Cooper!" I call out and walk towards the stairs. When I am halfway up, I hear both of them walk out of the bathroom.
"Hey, honey...how was your day?" Mom asks when she walks up to me. I eye her up and down, trying to figure out if she is still sick or not. Something clearly was off, she defiantly didn't look to 100%. Cooper, who stood behind mom, looked kind of strange as well. He didn't look sick, he looked fine. But still there was something about those two. I had a feeling that something had happened between them, I just have no idea what it could be.
"It was good. We played charades. Jude, Mariana, Lena and I won. Stef was not happy about her team!" I say remembering how hard she took the loss, it was very funny. And then we did Christmas movie marathon. We watched like 5 movies before we fell asleep around 4 in the morning."
"I'm glad you had fun!" Mom says and rubs my hand "I'm gonna go to bed...I'm still not feeling very well. Cooper can make you something if you are hungry," she looked over her shoulder to him
"No, thanks. Lena made us eat all the leftovers...I'm stuffed. I have never eaten so much in my entire life," I said placing my hand on my stomach, rubbing it
"Okay. But if you want anything," Cooper spoke up, he spoke slower than usually and he seemed more thoughtful "Tell me, I can make something."
"Okay," I smile back at him "I'm gonna go take a nap as well, I feel exhausted," I point over my shoulder to my bedroom
Mom places a kiss to my forehead before she disappears in her room. I hear her lay down on the bed. I look over to Cooper, he also looked after Amy as she walked away.
"Is she okay? She doesn't look so good," I ask him in a hushed voice
"She will be fine. Her stomach was really upset this morning, she threw up few times this morning and now she's simply fatigue," Cooper replies as casually as he could "Your mom just needs some sleep and rest!"
Cooper places his hand on my shoulder "I will take care of her, okay. You don't have to worry about her."
"Are you still going to the double date thing tomorrow?"
"I think we will. Your mom is already feeling better than she did last night or this morning. But we will see...if she doesn't feel like, we will cancel"
"Okay," I nod back. So there is chance, I will have to cancel the plans with Gavin. I will have to send him a text and warn him about the possible plan change "I'm gonna go take that nap now!"
"I will be around, if you need anything!" Cooper tells me before I turn on my heal and walk to my room
I fall down in the bed, kick off my shoes and then text Gavin. He doesn't seem to be too upset about it, he only told me to call him or text him when I know for sure. My eyes started to feel heavy as I read the last text from Gavin. Placing my phone down, I close my eyes and drift asleep.