The Fosters (x reader)

Hannah

Moms are supposed to be getting back today, and so is Hannah. You are so excited. You feel a little bad because Callie is still gone, but you can't help but be happy.

You get up, get dressed and head downstairs. It's 7am on Saturday morning, your siblings are all sleeping, but Mike was gonna take you to the police department to wait for Hannah.

They had left just last night, so you don't know when they'll be back.

In the kitchen you see Mike on the phone, he seems tho be having a serious conversation.

"What the Hell are you talking about?" He asked. "So now what's going to happen?" "In Arizona?"

"Mike, what's going on?" You asked.

"Hey, I've gotta go. I'll be at the station later."

"Uh, hey kiddo." He said setting his phone down.

"Was that about Hannah?" You asked.

"Uh, yeah. I'm afraid it was." He sighed. "Here, sit down." He pulled out a chair for you.

This cannot be good.

"The Arizona police department were there as quick as they could, I mean our guys were going to get Hannah, and find out more about that man, but they were obviously a lot closer." He paused.

"When the police arrived, Hannah was unconscious. She was beaten nearly to death." He said.

You couldn't help but shed a few tears... Those tears quickly turned into sobs. Mike began to hug you as you cry.

"Wait, you said nearly?" You questioned.

"Yeah, she's staying at a hospital in Arizona." He confirmed.

"What's gonna happen when she's better?"

"There isn't a set plan yet." He said.

"What about her mom?" You asked.

Mike gave your a look before he spoke.

"She uh, she didn't make it." He said with sorrow.

"Was she beaten too?" You asked trying to get past the tears.

"No. I uh, I don't think you should hear all the details." Mike said placing his hand on your arm. "I'm so sorry. I know this is a lot, and I know how much you care about Hannah." He said.

"I'm gonna go to my room for a while." You said.

Once getting to your room, you shut the door and went strait to your bed. You laid there for a long time just crying.

You heard a knock on your door but you told them to go away.

"Y/n, its Mariana. I heard you crying, I wanted to see what's going on." She said from the hall.

"Please, I just want to be alone for a while." You said. Mariana then left.

After a while you stopped crying and just stared at the ceiling. All of a sudden there was another knock.

"Mariana, I told you, I just want to be alone." You said.

This time it wasn't Mariana, it was moms. When you saw them walk in you got up and ran to them. They embraced you back.

"I'm so sorry babe." Mom said.

"We're here for you, whether you wanna talk, or need a shoulder to cry on-" momma started but mom interrupted.

"Or maybe you just want a mom hug." She said.

"They are the best kind." Momma finished.

"I want to see Hannah." You said.

"They looked at eachother, then back at you. They sat on your bed and momma tapped the seat in between them. You sat down.

"Honey, we will definitely take you to visit, but there are few things you need to be prepared for." Mom said.

"For one, Hannah's been hurt pretty bad, so she might look a little..." Momma started.

"When you see her, she won't exactly look like Hannah." -Mom.

"She has tubes in her nose, and machines, and IV's. It'll look like a lot, and it is, but its all helping her."
-Momma

"And the other thing is that when they got to Hannah, she was unconscious... And she still hasn't woken up yet."
-Mom

"And they don't know when she will."
-Momma

You sat for a minute processing everything. Once you started thinking you got an idea. You wanted to decorate her hospital room so that when she wakes up she will be surprised, and hopefully even the littlest bit more comfortable.

"I have an idea." You said.

You proposed the idea to moms, and they said that they think they could make that happen.

Moms left your room to go talk to Jude. Apparently Callie was arrested. It's a terrible situation, but at least they know where she's at.

You started to gather a few things that you could possibly use to decorate. As you look through a bunch of pictures, you find one of the two of you when you were about six.

Once everything's gathered, you finally leave your room and head downstairs. You walk into the kitchen and notice that you had left your phone on the counter.

You turn it on to see a bunch of messages from Dylan, and one from Conner.

"hey, just checking in. Haven't heard from you since thursday." -Dylan

"not to be clingy, but I'm getting a little anxious."-Dylan

"okay, officially freaked out. You're never off your phone for more than five minutes."-Dylan

" please call, or text back when you can."-Dylan

"Hey, is everything alright? You weren't at school yesterday." -Conner

You text Dylan and Conner back saying that you're alright, and you would explain later.

Things were going to get better. You had a feeling, and you hoped you were right.