After what Brandon said to them in the hospital waiting room, Mariana and Jesus realized that he was right. This family, Stef, had taken them in when they had no one else in the world. They had repaid them, her, by going behind their backs and ended up getting Stef hurt. Their past foster parents were right. They didn't deserve love or a family. All they did was screw things up. So they left. They weren't sure how far they planned to go. They managed to catcha bus home and threw clothes and some money into backpacks. They left their cells at the house, Stef had a tracking app. Not that'd they'd want to find them. As they walked down the driveway they turned back and took one more look at their home. No, no the Foster family's home. The family that would be better off without them.
Meanwhile at the hospital, Brandon, who's feeling awful for what he said is looking desperately for Jesus and Mariana, hoping to apologize. Before he can tell Lena he cant find them though, she comes to him and says Stef has woken and is going to be fine. So Brandon, excited to see his mom awake but dreading how she'll react to what he said to the twins, goes in see her.
"Hi Baby." his mom said roughly but warmly as he came into the room. Tears in his eyes, he hugged her gently and then pulled back, smiling. Before he could say anything, however, Lena walked back into the room looking worried.
"What's wrong?" Stef asked urgently, seeing the worry in her partners face. "Where are Jesus and Mariana?"
Lena looked at her, trying obviously to be calm.
"I don't know."