A/N - Hey Guys, so I haven't posted a new story in a long long long time, being a college student is a lot tougher than I thought but you think I would have figured that out since I am about to be a senior, and also I haven't had good inspiration for a story in a while, until I watched The Fosters! AMAZING show! So I hope you guys like this story. I have quite a few chapters written so if you all like it i'll add more! So yea, thanks and enjoy! Be sure to review to let me know what you think!

When Callie woke up, it took her a moment to realize where she was. It took her a moment to realize why she was wrapped around Wyatt when all she really wanted was to be was at home wrapped around Brandon.

When Wyatt realized she was awake he quickly go up, got dressed and headed down to get the car ready as Callie was in the bathroom.

Callie really had no idea what she was doing with Wyatt. No idea really what she would do once they arrived in Indiana. All she knew was that getting as far away from California was what was best for Jude, or that is what she was trying to convince herself of. The more time went on the more she went back and forth.

He needed a family more than she needed a relationship with Brandon.

Brandon.

That name still sent shivers down her spine and sent a small smile come across her lips.

That name.

Never has just the mention of a name had such an effect on her.

He was the first person, besides her mom and Jude, that she really felt loved her. She felt safe with him. She felt so safe with him that it scared her. After everything that had gone on with Liam, Callie wondered if she would ever be able to trust again. To ever let another man get close enough to bring down her walls that she had worked so hard to build up. Jude was sometimes able to climb over them but Callie always found a way to only let him get so far. Brandon might be the person to bring the walls down.

Did she have real feelings for him? Yes.

Did she wish she could explore a relationship with him? Yes.

But that didn't matter. Them as a couple didn't matter. Nothing else mattered.

Jude.

He is what mattered now.

She would miss him more than she could even imagine but this needed to happen.

She needed to let him get adopted and have the family he always deserved to have.

Lena and Stef would give him the home he needed to figure himself out.

Lena and Stef.

More names that made Callie shutter. They had done so much for her in her short time in their household.

No.

It was not just a household.

For the first time Callie actually felt like she was in a place that she could call a home.

She would always consider them her family. Maybe one day she would go back and explain to them why she did all of this. Or maybe if she went back she would keep a distance. She wouldn't want to disturb whatever good life Jude would hopefully have going for him by then. She would just go and see that he is okay.

Callie tried not to think of all the things she would miss: birthdays, christmas', graduations, his first love and probably first heartache.

Callie was snapped out of her trance by Wyatt coming back into the room and calling for her. When she went back into the main room she was not expecting what was waiting for her, or more-so who was waiting for her.

"Hey Callie."

"Brandon?"

The Morning After The Wedding - Foster Household

Everyone was down in the kitchen eating breakfast, except for the two newlyweds, who everyone was letting get some extra sleep. Every one else had all been up for awhile helping Sharon take down the wedding decorations.

No one had really thought much of Callie's absence since she normally had her guitar lessons on Sunday mornings and would often be gone long before anyone else woke up.

"Morning my babies! Morning mom." Stef said as she came into the kitchen with Lena not far behind her.

"Morning," everyone responded in a sheepish sleepish tone.

"Are we not supposed to be the ones who are tired? We are the newlyweds." Lena said she wrapped her arms around Stef and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"Get a room!" Sharon yelled from the hallway where she was bringing in a box from the backyard. "They have all been ip helping me clean. We thought you two would be needing your sleep."

"Images I don't need in my head, thank you!" Jesus yelled with a smile yet slightly disgusted look on his face.

"Mom you didn't need to do all of this." Stef said taking the box from her mom and setting it down.

"Yes I did. I wanted to get as much done as I possibly could before my flight leaves tonight."

"Thanks mom." Stef said and gave her mom a long hug.

The family, along with the help of Mike, spent the rest of the day working on getting all the rest of the decorations down and mostly packed away and the rentals packed away ready to be picked up. It wasn't until they all sat down for dinner that they noticed that Callie wasn't home yet.

"Um … wasn't Callie supposed to be home by now?" Brandon asked and received a almost death glare from Jude.

They had talked earlier in the day and it had not gone well. Jude had even gone as far as comparing Brandon to Liam. That had set Brandon off more than he thought it would have. He hoped that he would get the chance to show Jude that he was nothing like Liam. He cared for Callie more than he thought possible. He loved her and just wanted her to be safe and happy. He wished Jude could see that someday.

"She didn't ask me to go anywhere after her lesson. Did she ask you?" Stef asked Lena.

"Not that I know of."

Jude was quiet for a moment, looking over into the living room.

"Her guitar is still here," was all Jude said before he ran up to Mariana's room. When he opened her closet, it was empty. Same with her dresser, with the exception of her phone resting the bottom drawer.

When Jude looked up the entire family was standing at the door.

"She ran away."