Callie paced the family room of her home and sighed. "How did he get her number?" Calie asked scared and worried over the triplets and their daughter. "Just great."
"He has connections," Lexi added. "He called and Natalie picked up."
"Are they safe?" Callie asked. "Are they?"
"I'm not sure. He doesn't know about the babies," Lexi added as Callie nodded and smiled. She was grateful for that as she eyed a sleeping Natalie.
"My dad has a cabin in the woods that no one knows about. In Big Bear," Lexi added.
"Okay. Let's do it," Callie added. A few days later, Callie, Natalie and the triplets were gone. Two days later, Scott Andrews broke out of prison and went to find Natalie Adams Foster.
In Big Bear, Natalie cried and her triplets sensed she was upset and did not want to latch on to her boob, especially Elizabeth. "They feel everything, love," Callie added.
"This is my fault. I should have said sooner that her raped me," Natalie added. Callie sighed and put the babies in their big, shared crib. She went over to her upset daughter and hugged her as she cried.
"I need you to listen to what I have to say, Butterfly," Callie added as the 29 year old nodded. Callie began to speak. "This is not your fault. It is his and he raped you. Even if you would have said something. He still would have called. Alright?" Callie asked.
"Yes mama," Natalie replied as she nodded in her mama's arms. "I'm tired."
"Go take a nap. I will join you soon. I'm tired too," Callie replied as her daughter wheeled the big crib to the master. They decided to all use the same room since it would be easier and safer. Callie wanted her second oldest daughter close and her grand babies in sight. That was the mama tiger in her.
Callie hoped that Natalie did not have a panic attack and they both practiced to prevent one. As she walked into the master bedroom, she smiled as she was on one side of the bed and Callie joined her. The crib was near her daughter's side of the bed and Callie smiled as she came over to see the triplets, who were asleep.
Getting in bed, she cuddled Natalie close and kissed her cheek as her daughter smiled.
"I love you Princess," Callie added.
"I love you too mama," Natalie added as they both slept. But sleep wasn't on their minds, but they needed to sleep since they had triplets to worry about. The three week old babies were Natalie's life and heart. They were her baby hearts.
In Mission Bay, Scott Andrews smiled as he eyed the Adams Foster home. Once he saw Lenara and Josephine, he thought they were Natalie. He smiled, but his smile soon deflated as a set of blonde girls' ran after the two.
"LENARA. JOSEPHINE," the twin girls' added. "WAIT UP!"
The two older girls' turned around and smiled at the two girls' and took their phones they forgot. "Thanks," they both added as the girls' nodded. "Get back inside."
They nodded and took off and by the corner of her eye, Josephine eyed Scott Andrews and pretended not to see him as Josephine got in her older sister's car. "What up?"
"I just saw Scott Andrews," Josephine added as the car sped off. "I know that dirt bag."
It is the last week of August and Josephine texted her mom. Lexi's eyes went huge as she left her job and sped home. It was in the afternoon and all.
She eyed Lenara and Josephine and hugged them tight. "Are you sure?" Lexi asked Josephine.
"Yes mom. I know that dirt bag anywhere," Josephine added. "Trust me."
