Lost Girl

The walls seemed to be shrinking down on Callie as she stayed in the room. She wasn't sure how long she had been in here, but it sure as hell felt like a while.

She heard a buzzer sound and was surprised when the door opened, and a police officer walked out, "C'mon, Jacob." The officer said, walking inside and yanking Callie off the dirty mat that was supposed to be her bed.

What's going on?

The cop snapped handcuffs on the tan girl's wrists before guiding her to the first level of the facility. She teared up when she saw Stef and Lena standing there.

"What's going on?" She asked aloud this time.

"The judge now believe that you are not guilty." Lena announced with a smile, "And it got taken out of your record."

"What about the Smiths?"

"They'll be staying here for a while. Their license to foster has also been suspended." Stef said.

Callie beamed.

"Come on." The blonde wrapped an arm around the girl's waist once her cuffs were removed, "C'mon, we're going home."

Eyes filled with tears, the brunette cried through the whole car ride. Stef had to help the poor girl out because she just couldn't stop the tears flooding down her face. Lena opened the front door for the crying girl and the police officer, following them in.

And who was to be standing nearest to them but Brandon. Looking up, he frowned at the sight of the crying girl. Not out of annoyance, but of actual concern.

"What's wrong?" He asked, walking over to the three females.

"Nothing. It's, uh, nothing. Could you go up and grab Jude though, B?"

Nodding, the eldest son turned around to head upstairs, but saw the 13-year-old walking down. Seeing his sister, the boy dropped everything and ran right over, wrapping her in a hug.

"I missed you." He said, crying into the brunette's chest, "I missed you so much."

"I... I missed y-you too b-b-baby…" Tears fell down her face and onto her brother's shoulder, who was also crying by now. Smiling through her own tears, she kissed her brother on the forehead and led him to the couch.

"What's up with her?" Brandon asked his Moms, who were staring at the brunette and her brother.

"Nothing you need to worry about, B. The only thing that matters is that she stays in this house." Stef said, "We've even...uh, been thinking about adopting her."

"What?" A voice said from behind the eldest boy.

Callie.

"What? Why would you do that?" She asked angrily, forcing her way in front of Brandon. She crossed her arms, awaiting an answer.

"We love you, Cal. You're our daughter and we want all this stuff to be over. Mama and I just want you to feel safe."

"No." She said.

"Callie…" Lena began, "We just want you to feel safe. We want you to be happy."

"I'm not gonna be happy. I'm never gonna be happy." The girl said. She turned around and walked away.

"Callie…"

"You promised me!" She shouted.

"You're our daughter, Cal. We...we want you to be a part of this family." Lena said.

"But that's not what I want. Does that not matter to you? At all?" She walked closer to the two women, "In fact, I don't want anything to do with you guys. I don't care what you think, I'm taking Jude tomorrow and we're going back to our apartment."

"But honey it's not…"

"No! You aren't allowed to call me those things anymore. I don't love you. I will never live in this house with you and I will never call you my Moms!" She growled, "I hope you're happy with yourselfs."

She walked away, leaving Stef and Lena in tears. They wanted what was best for Callie, while Callie wanted the best for Jude and herself.

Bags were packed quickly that night and the next morning, the two were off again. The brunette held her brother's hand as they walked out the door, giving Stef and Lena the cold shoulder.

"Are you sure this is what you want?" Jude asked.

"Yes, of course." The girl leaned down and kissed her brother on the head, before hitching a bus ride back to their apartment.

"So... what happened?" Mariana asked, sitting across from her Moms.

"She uh...she found out we wanted to adopt her." Lena admitted

The Latina raised her eyebrow, not understanding what the issue was.

"Cal doesn't want to be adopted. She told us so a while back the first time she left. Now that we do want to adopt her I guess that she just feels betrayed in a way."

"Is she ever going to be around anymore?"

"Hopefully." Stef said, "Although she did say that she wanted nothing to do with us or this house."

"Wow. Way to screw this one up, Moms."

"Excuse me?" Stef said, raising an eyebrow.

"I finally felt like I had a sister. Even if she didn't want to get adopted I would still treat her like one. But because of you two I'm not gonna be able to talk to her again." She slipped out of her chair, "Thanks a lot."

"Wow. Looks like both our daughters are mad at us."

"Yeah." Lena agreed sadly, "We really did mess up. We should've respected Callie's wishes instead of doing what we thought was right."

"But we just wanted her to have a home with us."

"Exactly. We wanted that, but Callie didn't. We had made so much progress with her when she stayed here. To see her gradually put her trust and love in us was amazing. Though we lost it today because of something we should have consulted her about first. We didn't consider her feelings at all." A tear fell down her face, "She must have felt so betrayed."

"We have to get her back." Stef said.

"What? Wh-Why would you do that? You heard what she said, she doesn't want to live with us."

"That's not what I'm talking about, Lena. We have to get her to trust us again. I need to go talk to her."

The biracial woman nodded, "Alright. I'm coming with you, though."

"Of course, you're coming with me." Stef said, grabbing her wife's hand and tugging her out the door.

"Wait, wait." Lena said, pulling away, "Isn't this a bit rash, Stef? Bombarding her so suddenly?"

"I thought you were with me on this?"

"And I am, one hundred percent."

"Then what's the problem?"

"Let's wait until evening. Jude'll be in bed, so we won't disturb him. Plus, if we go there right now I have a feeling she'll only push us away even more."

Stef nodded, "Yes...yes, you're right. Absolutely." She pecked her wife on the cheek, "Tonight, then?"

The biracial woman nodded.

And so, they would wait.

It was night time by now, and Callie stood in the kitchen making dinner under the watchful eye of Jude. Rolling her eyes, she motioned to the tall glass of water sitting on the counter. The girl took a good sip of it before proceeding to finish the food.

The brunette motioned for the 13-year-old to come join her at the kitchen table, smiling as she watched him eat the food.

"What?" He asked, half of his food stuffed inside his mouth.

"I'm just happy to be home." She beamed, "Now eat."

Callie took another sip of her water then began to eat her own meal, her eyes never leaving her brother.

After their meal, they watched a bit of TV before it was bedtime for Jude.

"Come on." He pleaded, leaning back against the headboard, "Why can't we watch TV a bit longer?"

"Because you have school in the morning." Callie pointed out, kidding her brother on the forehead, "Goodnight Judicorn."

"Night Cal."

Smiling, she left the door halfway open before heading to her own room. The brunette quickly changed into a baggy shirt and pajama shorts, about to tuck herself in when there was a knock on the door.

Tying her short brown hair into a messy ponytail, Callie answered the door, sneering at the sight of Stef and Lena.

"What?" The brunette asked angrily.

"Can we come in?" Lena asked, clutching her bag protectively.

Biting the side of her lip, the brunette rolled her eyes, "Fine. But be quiet, Jude's asleep." She opened the door wider and in they came, taking a seat on the living room couch.

"So, what do you want?" Callie asked, crossing her arms.

"We're so sorry Callie. We never meant to disrespect your wishes, we just got so caught up in our love for you that we forgot our promise." Stef said.

"So, I'm not getting adopted?"

"If that's what you want." Lena answered, "We are so sorry about all this. I'm begging you, sweetheart please try to forgive us. We only want you to be happy."

"I am." Callie answered, "I'm happy." She looked down at the ground then back up, "You didn't think I was going to hate you forever though, did you?"

Lena and Stef burst into laughter then wrapped the girl in a hug, "We miss you, baby."

"I know." She smiled, "I miss you guys too." Looking down at her wristwatch, she blew out a breath of air, "I should probably go to bed."

The Moms nodded and got up, "Goodnight, sweetheart." Stef called out, "If you need anything please call us."

"Yes. Absolutely."

"In fact, why don't you just call us every day?"

"Uh...no."

"C'mon, sweets. I need to hear you're okay!"

Rolling her eyes, she shoved the two women out the door. The two refused to leave without giving the girl a kiss though.

Smiling to herself, Callie undid her ponytail, turned off the lights and headed to bed.

Happy.

She was finally happy.

And that's all Jude could ask for.

The End

A/N: So, what do we think? Good? Bad? I hope you guys liked it. Don't think this is the end of the story, guys. There's gonna be a sequel, so keep a look out. Oh, and if you liked this story, please check out my other Fosters fanfics "Chances", "My Forever" and "Finding You."

~Sellybelly411