A/N: New to FanFiction my buddies guitarkid, ahoplesship, and theadamsfosterkid led me here. So please be gentle with those reviews, yes? I'm a huge fan of The Fosters and as I was lying in bed last night, this idea came to my head.

All the background info that you need to know to comprehend what the hell is going on in this story: Stef and Lena have been together for ten years (as per-pilot cannon), but Brandon and Callie are twins (hang in there with me please), Jesus, Mariana, and Jude are adopted by Stef and Lena. This story is set in senior year for Brandon and Callie and flashbacks will be throughout the entire story to learn about what their lives were like pre-this story. Also, Lena is the principal at Anchor Beach Community Charter School in this story... so yeah basically don't expect it to follow what actual-cannon actually is. However, scenes that I find cute or downright hilarious will be added into the story. And imagine this taking place after the episode Padre.

Plot line: Stef finds out some interesting hidden facts upon the death of her father. How will she deal with it? And how will her family react to this news?

Disclaimer: I don't own The Fosters or any of the obvious characters in here, if I did that would mean I would own Teri Polo and Sherri Saum and all the other cast members on the show... and as cool as they would be it would also be creepy... and I'm not creepy.

Chapter One: The Road To A First Meeting

Stef Adams Foster was sitting on the front porch with a cup of coffee one Sunday morning. It had been a long, tiring few weeks upon the passing of her father. She had been putting this off, reading a handwritten letter from the man since she found it cleaning out his house.

"Be home by curfew please," Stef heard Lena say as the door opened.

"Alright, Mama," her 17 year old son said to your wife as he walked out to the front door.

"I love you," Stef heard her wife say as she came closer to the door.

"I love you too Mama," Brandon said.

"And don't leave the gas tank on empty," Lena said. "You know how Callie gets when you do that."

Brandon chuckled, "Yeah, yeah." He said. "Bye Mom," he said to Stef as he walked down to his car on his way to band practice.

"Bye B," she said. "I love you."

"I love you too, Mom." He said getting in the driver's seat and putting the key in the ignition and driving off.

Lena poked her head out to see her wife sitting there with a lukewarm cup of coffee staring at an enclosed envelope, she went to sit next to the blonde and put her head on the cop's shoulder, "Y'know," Lena whispered after awhile, "whatever it says in there, isn't going to change. You might as well rip it off like a band-aid."

Stef took a deep breath, "I'm scared in what it might say," she said.

"Do you want to do it alone?" Lena asked. Stef shook her head and turned it over to look at it.

Dear Stef, it began, if you're reading this it means that I'm dead and if you're reading this it means I haven't gotten rid of it because I was too stubborn to make things right with you. I'm really sorry that I put my Christian faith before you. I'm sorry that I've let you and B and Callie down. I'm sorry. There's something you should know, something that how it came about, I'm not proud of, but the result is something so beautiful that I wouldn't wish for the mistake to be rectified. 23 years and nine months ago, I got a woman pregnant. You have a brother and I did father him at least a little. His name is Benjamin Lincoln Carlson. And other than you, he's the best thing that's come into my life. I know I didn't show it in the best way possible, but I do love you. I hope that you can find it in your heart to forgive me. Love, Dad

Stef wiped the tears away from her eyes as she read it again, letting everything sink in, she had a brother. A brother that she knew nothing about. Lena was trying to comfort her wife in the best way that she knew how.

"Benjamin Carlson," Lena said softly. "Why does that name sound so familiar?"

"Not sure," Stef said, "maybe he lives in San Diego. Maybe he went to Anchor Beach."

"Maybe," Lena said. "Are you going to want to track him down?"

Stef shrugged, "I do, but I don't. I'm not even sure he knows about me." She said.

"Maybe it would be good," Lena said, "Connecting with this sibling. If he knew your dad even a little, who knows how he's taking it."

"What if he's like my dad?" Stef asked. "I'm not sure if I'm willing to deal with the judgement anymore."

"Then meet him," Lena said, "you don't have to have a relationship with him. Your only goal is to meet him. Who knows, maybe he needs a big sister in his life?"

"Maybe," Stef breathed. "Is it okay if I meet him alone?" She asked.

"Whatever makes you feel comfortable, baby." Lena said kissing her wife's cheek. "Just know, I'll always be here for you."

Stef nodded, "I do know that, I love you baby." She said.

"I love you too, sweetheart." Lena said. "I love you too."

Stef spent the rest of the morning googling this supposed brother of hers when Jude walked into the kitchen nook where she was sitting.

"Hey buddy," Stef said, "what's up?"

"Uh, Mama told me to tell you that lunch is ready." He said hesitantly seeing that Stef was busy.

"Okay," she said softly with a warm smile, "tell her I'll be in there in a minute."

The boy nodded and walked back into the other room. Stef looks back at the computer screen and looks at what she had clicked on. She had clicked on a popular media hub website that she knew that her older kids went on every once in awhile. She clicked on the 'Meet The Staff' tab on the website and what she was looking for was the first on the screen. She looked at a picture of this Benjamin Carlson and she knew that she found him. The man looked like a half Asian version of her - no - their father. She read the bio:

Benjamin Carlson, CEO

Education: BA and MA in Mass Communications and Journalism - San Diego State University

Grew up in: Split my formative, childhood years between Los Angeles with my mom and San Diego with my dad.

Relationship status: I can barely take care of myself, let alone somebody else who needs me. In other words, single. Happily single.

Favorite color: Blue

Favorite sport(s) team: Football? The Chargers. Baseball? The Dodgers. Go ahead, San Diego, hate me for it, but I'm forever bleeding Dodger Blue.

Do what on your free time: I work out, surf, and occasionally spend time with my family back in LA.

Role here at The Opinionated Buzz: To eat all the donuts and drink all the coffee in the break room. Actually, I'm the top guy. I make executive decisions that my colleagues don't get to... and I eat all the donuts and drink all the coffee in the break room.

Stef looked at the picture again and couldn't help, but see what her dad would've looked like if he had Asian in him. She woke up that morning thinking she was an only child and by lunch she found out that she had a younger brother, who she now just wanted to meet.

"Honey?" Lena called walking into the kitchen nook.

Stef made teary eye contact with her wife, "I found him," she whispered. Lena gave her a 'what are you talking about' look and Stef whispered again, "I found my baby brother."

Lena's eyes widened as she walked towards her wife and quickly sat next to her looking at the computer screen, "He's handsome." Lena managed.

"He looks like my dad, if he were to have Asian in him." Stef said. "I can't believe it, my baby brother's successful."

"Do you want to meet him?" Lena asked.

Stef nodded, "I do," she said. "I really, really do."

The couple shared a look and stared at each other for awhile and little did they know, their oldest daughter was standing on the other side of the entryway, listening into the conversation. She just wanted to make sure her mom was okay and she secretly learned that she had an uncle.

The next day, Stef had off, so she decided to go meet this mysterious brother of hers. But before she would conquer that, she had to conquer a chaotic Adams Foster breakfast.

"Callie," Stef yelled up the stairs for the third, "come on, shake a leg. Hurry up."

"I'll be down in like two minutes tops," a muffled yell was heard back.

"Jesus," Lena said, "did you take your medication?"

"Yes, Mama," he replied with his mouth full of a waffle.

"Don't talk with your mouth full," Stef said. "Use your manners."

"Yes Mom," he said still with a mouthful of food.

Stef rolled her eyes, "At least he's not putting ketchup on it," Jude said from across Mariana, who was next to Jesus.

"Don't encourage him," Lena said, "please be my favorite child and don't encourage your brother to put ketchup on his breakfast."

"I thought you didn't play favorites," Callie said walking into the room.

"Oh, she's alive," Stef said playfully, as Callie took her seat.

The teenager rolled her eyes as Stef placed her hands on the girl's shoulders, "Yeah, it's not my fault Mariana takes the longest in the bathroom in the morning."

"Well if you would get up earlier, you wouldn't be the last in the bathroom," Mariana argued back.

"What can I say?" Callie stated, "I like sleep. Especially during soccer season."

"Yeah," Lena said, "we know. If Vice Principal Brown finds you sleeping on the beach again, she is going to give you a detention. So please, take your naps after school, in your own bed."

Callie nodded and dug into her breakfast, "Will do, Mama," she said.

"Alright," Lena said addressing the entire family, "Mom has the day off today, but she's not picking you guys up from school. I have an all campus staff meeting and Callie has soccer practice, so you all either can go home with Brandon or walk, okay?"

Three okay's came from the three youngest Adams Foster kids and Brandon then spoke up, "And I have practice with the band, so if you want a ride please be on time."

"Yeah, we know bro," Jesus said.

As plates emptied, Stef cleared the table, getting nervous in meeting Benjamin. She was washing plates as Lena came behind her, "You nervous?" Lena asked, rubbing Stef's shoulders a little.

Stef nodded, "Yeah, really nervous." She admitted.

"If things go well, invite him over for dinner." Lena said.

"You sure?" Stef said. "What are we going to tell the kids?"

"The truth." Lena said, matter-of-factly.

"Should we warn them?" Stef asked.

Lena nodded, "They're all still here," she said. "We can do it before they leave."

Stef put the plate down and nodded, "Gather them around real quick." She said.

Lena nodded and went to gather the kids, "Alright one more thing," Lena said as all the kids stood in the kitchen. "Grandpa Frank left your mom a little letter." She started giving Stef time to gather her thoughts.

"Really?" Mariana asked, "Was it a mean letter?" She asked knowing how rough things were between the father-daughter duo.

"No," Stef answered, "it was actually really loving." The cop took a deep breath, "The reason I can't pick you up today is because I found out that I have a brother and I'm going to meet him."

"Where does he live?" Jude asked.

"I'm not sure, but he owns The Opinionated Buzz, and I'm going to his office downtown. I just don't know how long this is going to take and how I'm going to be feeling afterwards." Stef said, ruffling Jude's hair a little.

"And if things do go well, he might be over for dinner," Lena added. "So if that's the case, Mom will text all of you and we would like you to be on your best behavior, okay?"

Five nods were given to the moms, "Wait," Jesus said, "you have a brother who started one of the best media hubs in the world?" He asked incredulously.

"I guess," Stef said. "I'm not sure if he wants to get to know me. So we'll play everything by ear. You five just need to go to school and learn something okay?" Five more nods went around the room.

"Alright," Brandon said, "let's get a move on siblings."

And one by one the siblings left the kitchen leaving the couple alone for a moment, "Text me okay?" Lena said turning to her wife.

Stef leaned in to kiss her, "You know I will. I love you baby." She said.

"I love you too." Lena said returning the kiss.

Stef took a deep breath as she looked at the building of where The Opinionated Buzz office was. She knew that this would either go really good or really, really bad. She walked in and saw the receptionist sitting at the front desk.

"Hi," the young woman said to Stef, "how can I help you?"

"I, uh, I was wondering if there was by any chance I could see a Benjamin Carlson?"

"Sure," the young woman chirped, "let me see if he's available. Can I get a name?"

"Uh yeah, Stefanie Adams Foster." She said stumbling over her own words.

The receptionist picked up the phone and called up to the editorial floor, "Hi, is Ben available?" She said. "I have a Stefanie Adams Foster, here to see him." Pause. "Uh huh, I'll send her up." The brunette receptionist hung up the phone, "Here's a guest pass," she said, "take the elevator to the top floor and his assistant will lead you to him."

"Sounds-sounds good," Stef said taking the guest pass walking to the elevator, to the top floor. When she got up there another young woman was standing there waiting for her.

"Stefanie Adams Foster?" The young woman asked as Stef stepped out of the elevator.

"Yes-yes, ma'am." Stef said, her nerves getting the best of her.

"This way," the young woman said. "You came on a good day, Mr. Carlson's schedule is wide open today."

"Oh, cool." Stef said. as she was led into a big corner office.

"Mr. Carlson," the young woman said, "I have a Stefanie Adams Foster for you."

"Ahh, Sarah, please, call me Ben, we've been over this already." He said standing up adjusting his tie. He looked at Stef straight in the eyes, "Hi, Mrs. Adams Foster," he said as his assistant walked out and closed the door behind her.

"Uh, you can call me Stef," she managed. "I, uh, I'm sorry to barge in like this."

"No, no," Ben said. "I've been waiting for this moment since I was five years old." Stef gave him a confused look, "I know, your Dad's daughter."

"You-you called him Dad?" Stef asked.

"Yeah, I mean, he was my dad too, right?" He asked feeling like he overstepped a line.

"Oh yeah, of course, sorry," Stef said. "You've been waiting to meet me ever since you were five?"

Ben nodded, "I have," he said. "Dad didn't talk much about you other than when I asked who you were in a picture. Especially after you and your partner, Lena got together."

Stef nodded understandingly, "I hope that it doesn't bother you that I'm gay." She got out.

"It won't," he said. "Y'see, Dad wasn't a huge fan of my mom for that same factor. My mom and her partner have been together ever since I was five."

"Your-your mom is gay?" Stef asked.

Ben nodded, "Yeah," he smiled as he walked over to his desk and picked up a picture frame and showed it to Stef. The picture showed five people, Ben, two other kids - a teenage boy and a young girl - and two grown women. They were dressed up for what looked like a wedding, "My moms just recently got married. As you can see the Asian woman is my mom and the white blonde is my mama. My mama taught my mom how to be herself. She hid in the closet for years before I was even born. Hence my conception."

"Oh," Stef said. "Uh, your brother and sister, how did they become family? If you don't mind me asking." She asked.

"We adopted them out of the foster care system when they both were eight," he said. "Leo is 17 and Leah is 10."

Stef smiled, "Yeah, Lena and I have three of our own that we did that with too. I already had twins when Lena and I started seeing each other."

Ben smiled a charming smile, "That's really cool, Stef." He said.

Things were going a lot smoother than Stef thought, so she decided to take the plunge, "I don't want to take up your entire day, but uh if you're not busy tonight, Lena and the kids want to meet you. Lena is probably the best cook I've ever met. So, if you want to come over, you're more than welcome."

"Uh yeah," he said. "I was going to just sit around the house tonight, but meeting some family wouldn't be too bad."

"Cool, uh, if you have some paper I can write down the address for you." Stef said.

"Yeah for sure, definitely," he said grabbing a scratch piece of paper off the desk.

Stef jotted down the address and handed it to him, "I'd like to get to know you better." She said.

He nodded, "Me too," he said. "I've always wanted to meet you."

Stef smiled warmly, "We may have one problem though," she said.

"What's that?" He asked nervously.

"According to your website, you're a Dodgers fan." She started.

"Uh yeah, born and raised pretty much in LA." He got out.

"Y'see my middle son and I are Padres fans, in fact, so was Dad. He hated the Dodgers."

"Which made watching Dodger-Padre games all the more fun and the fun continues." He said with a smile.

Stef smiled, yesterday morning she woke up as an only child, this morning she woke up as an nervous older sister, to what she found out by lunch was to the best younger brother ever.

A/N 2: The next chapter will be the Adams Foster dinner with Ben! Hope you like it.