Author's Note: I haven't posted anything on here in months, which I feel pretty bad about. I've started several stories, but writers block and unintrest in my own ideas stopped me from finishing them. Anyway, this one shot is about Stef, Callie, Lena, and Jude looking through old pictures of them as kids. This is set sometime in 5A because I feel like we need some Callie/Moms fluff right now. The story also revolves around Callie and Jude becoming closer again, as they haven't really talked much recently. Enjoy!

What a fun activity to be doing on my day off… Stef thought as she dug through one of the hall closets in search of items to donate at Lena's request. As she placed yet another unused item of Mariana's into the plastic bag, a brown shoebox caught her eye. She pulled it off of its dusty shelf, opening the lid and peered inside.

Lena walked over, another bag in hand. "Hey, just thought you could maybe use an extra—What's that?" She asked, walking closer to her wife.

"Uh, I'm pretty sure it's the box of old pictures Donald gave Jude for Callie's birthday." Stef said, flipping through the stacks of photos.

"Oh, wow. I don't think I've ever seen any of these." Lena said, reaching out an arm to help Stef stand up from her place on the floor.

"Yeah, me neither. Jude insisted that he did everything, including picking all of the pictures." Stef said, grinning at Lena, who returned her wife's smile.

Callie clutched the straps of her backpack as she walked the last block home. Art class, while interesting and fun, was taking a lot out of her. She had been staying up late racking her brain for inspiration, not wanting to come into class with no idea what she was going to create. Lost in her own thoughts, she unlocked the door to the house and set her backpack down on the bench, turning around as she saw the door open again.

Jude walked into the entry way of the house, his head dipped, with his eyes focused on the phone in his hand. He cracked a smile at a text message before tapping in a reply. Callie frowned at him, waiting for him to acknowledge that she was standing only feet from him.

"Jude." She said. He picked up his head and nodded dismissively.

"Are you going to say hi to me or something?" Callie asked annoyedly.

"Hi." He said, shrugging, before placing his backpack down and wandering to the couch. Callie sighed. Things with Jude had been harder lately, as he had grown up and found his own life that didn't involve her anymore. She was pulled from her thoughts again as she heard a voice from the kitchen as well as two sets of footsteps coming from the kitchen.

"Callie? Jude? Is that you guys?" Lena called.

"Yeah." Callie said, taking off her jacket as she saw her two moms walk into the living room. "It looks like it's just us four for dinner tonight. Everybody else had plans for Friday night, I guess." Lena said, looking at both of her children who seemed so distant from each other.

"Oh, you know what Mom found this afternoon?" Lena asked, motioning to Stef to bring the box into the living room.

Jude looked up from his phone and smiled at the box in his mother's hands. "Hey… it's that box of pictures from Dad." Callie jogged from the front door to join her parents and Jude near the couch, cracking a smile at the box that was undoubtedly filled with happy memories.

The group of four sat on the couch together, preparing to search through the box when Stef spoke. "Man, it has been so long since we were able to spend some time with just the two of you." She shook Callie's shoulders gently before pulling her into a half hug. "You know, these days, you're just too busy to hang out with your old moms… with your boyfriends, and afterschool activities…" She said, feigning hurt as her wife giggled and her kids looked up at her with modest smiles.

"Yeah, this is nice." Lena remarked, slinging an arm over each of her children. "I think we have some cookie dough in the freezer, Jude. Are you in the mood for making cookies? For old times sake?" Lena smiled at her son.

"How about it, bud? I think cookies sound delicious." Stef said.

"Sure." Jude said, smiling, as he abandoned his phone on the coffee table and followed Lena to the kitchen.

Back in the living room, Stef sunk into the couch as she turned her attention to her daughter. "So, how was art class today, my love?"

Callie shrugged. She didn't want to admit that it was difficult; she just wanted Stef to be proud of her. "It was good. I like art class." Stef didn't know if she entirely believed her daughter, but decided not to push the issue further.

"Well Cal, what do you think we should have for dinner tonight?" Stef asked. "Pizza?" She responded in a hopeful tone. Stef rested her hand on Callie's knee.

Stef grinned as she called out to Lena. "Hey, honey! Miss Callie wants pizza for dinner. You okay with that?"

"Go ahead and order, babe." Lena responded.

Stef turned to her daughter. "Pizza and cookies? Who is this person pretending to be Mama?" Callie laughed as she laid her head against Stef's shoulder as her mother picked up the house phone and dialed the number for their favorite pizza place.

When the cookies were in the oven, Jude and Lena joined Stef and Callie on the couch as Stef passed out stacks of pictures to each person. 30 seconds had not yet passed when an "Aww!" came from Lena as she held up a picture of Jude as a toddler, wrapped in a bright green turtle towel. They turned their attention to the set that Lena held, flipping through each picture featuring a tiny Jude with scruffy wet hair. As Lena picked up the next picture, a small Callie was revealed, wearing a similar getup of a swimsuit and towel.

"There's one of our Callie girl!" Stef exclaimed, taking the picture and passing it to Callie, who looked down at the smiling face of her younger self. "And look at that! She still has that same beautiful smile as she does now!" Stef continued, pulling Callie close and covered her cheek with kisses while Callie grimaced, scrunching up her face at all the attention she was getting.

Callie and Jude continued looking through the contents of the box as Stef and Lena went to pay the pizza delivery boy and gather plates. Jude felt a pang of guilt as he looked at all the pictures on the table. He saw Callie hugging him, Callie playing with him, and he knew that not long after some of the pictures were taken, she'd be protecting him.

He started laughing as he came across a picture of his sister at around 3 years old, standing in the middle of the sidewalk wearing a diaper and a sombrero. "What's so funny?" Callie asked after taking a bite of pizza. He turned the picture around to show it to Callie, whose eyes widened as she tried to snatch the picture from his hand.

"Jude! Give me that! Ew! I hate that picture so much!" Callie said, fighting laughter as she lunged forward, trying to grab the picture.

"What are you guys doing?" Stef asked through a smile as she saw her kids wrestling for a picture on the couch.

"No, Jude! Don't let Moms see!" Jude freed himself from the couch and handed photo to Stef. "Wow! Some fashion sense you got there, babe." Stef said, chuckling.

"It hasn't improved much." Jude said with a grin. Callie slapped him on the arm and frowned. Lena entered the room with plates and drinks. "What's everybody laughing at?" She asked, setting the tray on the coffee table. She began to giggle as she saw the picture.

"Well I think it's cute." She tried to hide her laughter. Callie turned an odd shade of pink. Stef sat beside Callie and handed her a second slice of pizza. "You are such a cutie." She said, nudging Callie in the arm.

The moms put on a movie as they all sat on the couch together eating their pizza and cookies. The movie was halfway through when Stef and Lena went to the kitchen to make some popcorn. Jude hesitated for a minute before poking Callie in the shoulder as she whipped her head around to face him.

"Um, I really love you Callie." Jude said, looking up nervously.

"I love you too." Callie said causally.

"No. I'm sorry I've been kind of an ass lately. I mean, you're the best big sister I could ask for."

Callie smiled brightly as she brought him in for a hug. The two siblings leaned against each other as their parents came back into the room, smiling at each other as they observed their kids.

When the just the popcorn kernels were left in the bowl and the final scene of the movie was on the screen, the Adams Fosters were pretty tired. Jude's eyes were drooping shut as he laid into the couch and Callie had dozed off completely against Stef's shoulder. Jude leaned to turn of the T.V. and Lena flipped on the lights. Stef sat stoically, not wanting to jostle the sleeping girl resting against her. "I don't think she's gotten much sleep lately." Stef whispered to her wife. "I'll give her another minute to sleep, then I'll send her upstairs. You two go on up to bed, I got it." Stef said with a smile.

Jude swooped down and gave Callie a kiss on the forehead. "G'night." He murmured, then walked upstairs with Lena.

Callie began to stir as the door opened and the rest of the Adams Fosters kids filtered through the entryway and upstairs. She picked her head up from Stef's shoulder and groaned as the light hit her eyes.

"Hey. Did you have a nice nap?" Stef asked, brushing Callie's slightly tangled hair off of her face. She nodded.

"Art class is pretty tough, isn't it?" Stef turned to face her daughter.

Callie looked surprised for a minute, but she knew of Stef's gift to read her emotions like no one else could.

"I mean, maybe it wouldn't be if I was an actual student in the class, but doing that combined with school is just a lot of work. It's really fun and everything, and Ximena is awesome, but I'm always so busy." Callie admitted.

"Yeah, so I've noticed!" Stef said with a smile, before looking at her daughter with a serious expression.

"I'm so proud of you for trying so hard at this, you know?" Callie nodded. "I just don't want to disappoint you… again." She said, the last word coming out as a whisper.

"Baby." Stef said, pulling Callie into her side. "You are trying your absolute best, and that speaks volumes to me. All of this hard work is just helping to turn you into the amazing person that I know you're going to be… that you already are. I love you, my baby." Stef said, pressing a kiss into Callie's temple.

"Love you too." Callie said back, leaning into her mother's kind embrace as they sat in silence after a night of pictures and sugar and unconditional love.