Disclaimer I do not own the Fosters.

Jesus stared through the glass at his children who slept soundly in their incubators since they were born prematurely. He had to name them and he had no idea what day it was. He did know his boss called him and told him to take some time off but that was either an hour ago or a week ago. Jesus had no idea what to do now that Quinn was gone.

"So those two are Callie's, they will be a handsome young man and a beautiful young lady when they get older" said a man Jesus didn't know.

Jesus stared at the man who spoke. He was a white man with a neat trim brown beard, a black hat over over brown hair. He wore a grey jacket with blue jeans.

"Her name was Quinn" said Jesus.

"Callie, Colleen, Carry, Quinn, Amanda, George, quite frankly our favorite lady had quite a few names so honestly I don't care, to you she was Quinn to me she was Callie" said the man.

"Who the hell are?" asked Jesus.

"Oh right I should introduce myself, I am Joe Luterfan, I am a reporter and I've been after Callie a long time, ever since I discovered reports about a thief who stole some minor valuables and cans of food" said the man

"What are you after?" demanded Jesus.

"The story of a women who inspired others to be better, now that this story has reached it's conclusion I figured I would meet you" said Joe.

"Why?" asked Jesus.

"I didn't come for your permission but that would be nice, you see I came to give you this" said Joe holding out a slip of paper.

Jesus took the slip and looked at it. It was a check for $15,000.00. Jesus looked at then at Joe who kept staring at the children.

"What is this!?" asked Jesus stunned.

"It was thanks to Callie that I got several fiction story's published, as I tracked her trying to find her I learned so much about the girl I would name as Holly Badrins in my fiction story's, I have several publishers who are waiting for this story, I call it The hunt of my muse, the girl in the shadow and I wanted you to have that check to know just how much Callie meant to me" said Joe.

"I..I can't accept this" said Jesus.

"Yes you can, I've already talked to Mr Dolz" said Joe holding out another piece of paper.

Jesus took the paper finding that it was a list of names. Jesus gave Joe a confused look.

"That is a list of people I've met over the years who all contacted me a couple days ago when they saw Callie in the paper, they want to attend her funeral and give thanks to the women who helped them" said.

"Hold on Cart Micniss is on here, how did Quinn know him?" asked Jesus.

"You'll have to ask him, by the way he wants to pay for everything, oh and I think you should name one of the kids after Callie" said Joe walking away.

A few days later.

Jesus stood by the entrance of the chapel afraid to go in and face the truth and used the excuse that he wanted to greet the guest. The first to arrive was a priest which Jesus thought was odd since they already had one.

"Um can I help you?" asked Jesus.

"Is this the funeral of Carry...I uh mean Quinn Dolz?" asked the priest.

"Yes but who are you?" asked Jesus.

"I am Father Olray but when she knew me I was called Dirty Max because I was addicted to drugs and slept in the mud, it was because of her kindness and words that I was inspired to seek help and in return I sought to help people like Quinn and somehow became a priest" said the man.

"What words?" asked Jesus.

"Um well they weren't exactly nice or polite or comforting, more of a scary hard truth that stung to the core" said Father Olray.

"Yeah that sounds like Quinn" said Jesus.

"I'll see you inside" said Father Olray.

"Yeah" said Jesus.

Father Olray went inside leaving Jesus alone again. Jesus wondered more about Quinn's past, she had been separated from Jude for 6 years and it was a full 6 years. She was on the street for 2 years then spent the rest of time with Kevin Dolz but was still a thief until 2 years ago. Jesus wasn't to deep in thought so he was quick to notice the older man walking towards him.

"Can I help you?" asked Jesus.

"I"m looking for Quinn's funeral, the paper says this it" said the man.

"It is, how did you know Quinn?" asked Jesus.

"I didn't but my mother did, you see Quinn broke into my mother's house one night to steal some canned food and some jewelry but found my mom being attacked by another thief with less morals then Quinn, Quinn grabbed a rolling pin and smashed it against the man's head knocking him out cold, Quinn explained why she was there and that she didn't know the guy but if my mother wanted she could call the police on them both, instead my mother told her to help herself to the left overs in the fridge let her leave then called the cops, my mom died 4 years later, able to see her first great grand child" said the man.

"Quinn saved a life but she all could do was focus on the negative" mussed Jesus.

"I am only here to give her thanks for my mother who can not, otherwise I wouldn't bother to mourn a common criminal" said the man.

"Oh shut up!" said a women walking up to them.

"Excuse me!" demanded the man.

"If Quinn was a such a common criminal like you claim then your mother would have died that night but she lived and Quinn not a criminal she's just a tale of woe" said the women.

The man gave her a strange look then walked inside. The women looked Jesus up and down before responding.

"So what exactly did Quinn see in you?" asked the women.

"No idea" said Jesus.

"Good answer, no idea why she would ever date a cop" said the women.

"And you are?" asked Jesus.

"I am Mindy, I knew Quinn back when she was on the street before she left to become a Dolz" said the women.

"Mindy?, sister of Kal?" asked Jesus.

"The very one" said Mindy.

"It's nice to meet the women she considered her family" Said Jesus.

"Family huh?, she never called, she never wrote, she never made things awkward, oh she was family all right!" joked Mindy.

"Well it's nice to meet you" said Jesus.

"You to" said Mindy heading inside.

Jesus meet many people that day who would tell him more about the women he loved. He met Cart Micniss who as it turns out was Quinn's husband Greg Beagle. He met another one of Quinn's lover, a serious man who worked hard but admitted he wasn't the right person for Quinn. He met people who considered her a friend. Eventually Jesus went inside comforted by the fact he had lost Quinn but gained knowledge of who she was. He wondered what his kids would face in the future.

Author note.

I am thinking of continuing this story but through the kids view sometimes Jesus I would like to know what you guys think.