Callie was always blamed for everything, especially things she didn't do; so she wasn't surprised when she was blamed for selling the pills.

(A different take on how Callie reacted to Stef and Lena questioning her about the pills. - A really short story based on the beginning of the show because I miss those stories.)

"We've been told that you uh, stole Jesus' pills and have been selling them at school. Is this true?" Stef asked once the three of them were seated at the dining table. accused

Callie should have known it was coming. It always came. Before she could even really catch her breath something always happened. She knew that Mariana was bad news right from the start - the girl hadn't even given her a chance before she decided that she didn't like her and now she was being blamed for something she didn't even entirely understand.

"Is this true?" Stef repeated when Callie remained silent for too long.

"No." Callie finally said, though she knew that they would never believe her - no one ever did.

"Are you sure about that?" Stef asked just like Callie knew she would. She was another person who seemed to just assume that Callie was bad news before even getting to know her.

"Uh-huh." Callie said with just a little bit of attitude. If she was going down then she was going to go with her head held high.

"Then why would the student say that you did?" Lena asked, giving her a chance to explain herself.

"Well I guess I'm just an easy target." Callie answered in an obvious tone.

Neither woman knew what to say because that was definitely a believable reason. Callie was the new girl. Callie was the girl fresh out of Juvie. Callie was the one with no one on her side. Callie was the best to blame.

"Alright." Stef said, wondering what to do. "Can you give us a minute please."

Callie couldn't get away fast enough. She was lucky that they'd at least asked her about it before just assuming it was her and shoving her straight out the door. She knew they didn't believe her and she knew eventually she would suffer the consequences but still, they were the first people to at least ask her about it before deciding she was to blame.

"What did you tell them?" Mariana asked when Callie told her what the confrontation was about.

"Well I didn't tell them that it was you, if that's what you're asking me." Callie said, knowing that Mariana didn't really care about anything else.

"Why not?" Mariana asked, wondering why the girl wouldn't clear her name the first chance she got.

"As if they'd believe me." Callie said and Mariana knew that she was right.

"What happened?" Jude asked when Callie finally made it back into the house.

"Nothing bud." Callie said, trying to make it seem like it was no big deal.

Jude looked at her for a moment. He wasn't stupid. He knew that Callie often took the fall for things she didn't do but he also knew that she often did things she shouldn't and wouldn't tell him.

"Did you sell them?" He finally asked, letting her know that he had heard them.

Callie sighed when she realized that she couldn't pretend in front of Jude about this.

"No." Callie answered honestly.

"Not even for the money?" Jude asked.

Callie looked hurt. She knew why Jude was asking. She'd stolen several times in the past - food, clothing and even money to buy them, medication a few times when one of them needed it and one, but only once, Callie stole someone else's homework because she hadn't had the time to complete it and if she didn't hand anything in then she'd really be in trouble.

But Callie would never do something like this and she really wished that Jude knew that. If they desperately needed the money she would have taken cash itself but right now they were both doing okay and she wondered if Jude could tell the difference between when they really needed it and when not.

"They're not going to believe you." Jude said. He believed Callie when she said she didn't but foster parents often didn't and they'd only been in this house two days so their chances were slim to none.

"I have nothing to hide Jude." Callie said with more confidence than she felt. "Even if they look into it, they won't find anything on me, so we're going to be fine."

"If they look." Jude mumbled, knowing that the blame would lie with her regardless.

Callie sighed. Jude was right. They wouldn't look further into it because she was new and she was the first one to suspect. They'd never believe that their perfect angel couldn't possibly have little horns too. With no real evidence they'd just have to call Bill and request another placement and Callie had to find a way to fix things and only one thing came to mind - she'd suffer the consequences, but at least Jude would escape.

"I did it." Callie said as she entered the kitchen.

Stef and Lena were busy getting dinner together and talking quietly and missed hearing the girl come in. Both women turned in surprise at what she said.

"Did what?" Stef clarified, just to be sure they were all talking about the same thing.

"Sold the pills." Callie answered.

There was a pause as both women tried to figure out what to do.

"Why?" Lena finally asked. "Why would you do that?"

"For the money." Callie said with no emotion whatsoever.

"What did you need the money for?" Stef asked. She couldn't help but wonder if the girl was in some sort of debt or an addict of come kind.

"I didn't know we were going to be staying here for a while." Callie explained. "I thought that with it being two of us and after what I did the other night you'd send us away and the next home may not be as nice." She knew that they would have no reason to doubt her on that. Apart from the pills, the rest was completely true.

Stef struggled to swallow what was said to her. On the one hand Callie had a point - she knew the foster system was far from sufficient for homeless kids and Callie definitely had a good reason to get her hands on some money, regardless of the method. But on the other hand she was a cop and a mom and she couldn't quite fight the urge to correct the behavior.

"Look, I know I messed up." Callie said, giving them her plan before they could come up with one of their own. She couldn't risk Jude being dragged through it all. "You can call Bill and I'll go back to juvie. But Jude had nothing to do with it. You were going to foster me for a while so you can foster Jude instead, until I get out and Bill can find us another home together."

It wasn't a question; it was more a demand and both women could see it clearly. They knew it had to be reported. Callie was a temporary foster child and she'd been caught selling drugs at school. She was almost definitely going back to Juvie. The one thing the moms could do for her was keep Jude in their care until such time as more permanent arrangements could be made.

"I'll see what Bill says, but it could work." Lena said. She didn't want to give the girl false hope but she didn't see anything wrong with the plan either.

Satisfied, Callie turned back to the living room to begin gathering all her things. She'd leave Jude's stuff behind and a few things of her own for him to keep. The rest she dumped into her blue duffel, ready for what lay ahead.