So here is the first chapter of Realizations. If you are a new reader you might want to read my first story Perfect. Anyways, I hope you all will enjoy this chapter and this new story.

By the way I don't own the Fosters. If I did I think I would have an infinite amount of cool points!

Realizations

Episode 1 Chapter 1

A baby's cries can be heard. The nurse hands the baby to a young Mike. He smiles at the beautiful baby boy. "Wow. He is perfect." He walks over to the hospital bed and hands the baby to Stef. "Here you go little man. Meet your mama."

Stef had tears in her eyes, not just from all the pain of giving birth. She couldn't believe her baby boy was finally in her arms. "Hi." He was absolutely perfect. "Brandon Michael Foster." She kissed his little forehead, right where the baby hat was sitting. "I love you more than you could ever know. I want you to know that I am going to protect you from all the bad in the world. I only want you to know about the good things in life." She held him tight. "You are my perfect, precious baby boy."

Presently, Stef was sitting next to Brandon's hospital bed. He had been there for a week and so had she. She hadn't left his side the entire time. She couldn't. She wanted to be there when he woke up. Her eyes were droopy and the exhaustion had definitely set in. The only rest she was getting was when she took an hour nap in the waiting area. She and Mike were taking turns. He couldn't leave the hospital either.

The doctors weren't sure when Brandon was going to wake up. They were hopeful that he would wake up soon. They thought Brandon had been very lucky. He had been thrown from the car but only had a broken ankle. It really was a miracle that Brandon had survived the accident. They would know more about his brain trauma once he woke up.

Stef liked pretending he was just resting his eyes like her grandmother used to do when she was a little girl.

She touched his hand. "Please if you can hear me just squeeze my hand." She looked down at his hand but nothing happened. "Please. I need you to wake up. I need to yell at you for getting in that damn car."

He still didn't move his hands or open his eyes. At least he was still breathing.

"This is all my fault." Stef sighed. "I was supposed to protect you. That is my job. I am supposed to protect all of my children. I am so sorry that I was unable to do that." She rested her head on his bed. "How could I let this happen to my baby?" She looked up at her broken son. "I promise to do a better job when you wake up. I'm not going to let you out of my sight. I can promise you that."

Lena walked into Stef's apartment. She saw a six year old Brandon sitting on the couch. He was sulking. "Brandon." Lena called out to him.

Brandon looked over at her and then back down to the ground.

"What's wrong bud?" She walked over to the couch, sitting the bag she had in her hand on the coffee table.

Brandon didn't say anything.

"Come on Brandon. You can tell me anything."

"Mommy said we are moving again." Brandon pouted. "I don't want to move again." He admitted.

"Really? I thought you would think it was fun."

Brandon shook his head. He didn't think it would be fun at all.

"We can decorate your room anyway that you want." Lena told him, hoping she could entice him.

"I really like you, Lena." Brandon admitted. "But I think me and mommy should just stay here."

"Don't you want to move into a bigger house with a backyard?"

Brandon shrugged.

"Brandon, what's going on?" Lena asked. "Please be honest with me."

Brandon looked at her. He had always liked Lena. She was kind and loving and he did trust her. "I don't think I should tell you. I don't think you are going to like it."

"I think you should let me be the judge of that." Lena told him.

"I told my daddy that me and mommy are going to move in with you." Brandon admitted. "He wasn't happy. He said that it was a bad idea."

"Oh really?" Lena wasn't a fan of Mike. She had heard many stories from Stef. She did not appreciate the way Mike had treated Stef, but she knew that they would have to find a way to get along for Brandon's sake. "Well bud let's not talk about your dad. This is about what you want. I thought you were excited about finding a new house."

Brandon nodded. He was excited.

"Well then that is all that matters." Lena kissed his forehead. "Your mommy and I just want what's best for you. We want you to be happy."

"I am happy." Brandon admitted. "I just don't want my daddy to be sad. I don't like it when he is sad. He acts funny when he is sad."

"I know honey. But you are a kid. You can't worry about your daddy or for that matter your mommy and me. You just have to worry about you."

"Okay."

Lena hugged him. "I love you buddy."

"I love you too, Lena."

"I have something for you."

"A present?" Brandon suddenly got really excited.

Lena nodded. She grabbed the bag off of the coffee table. "I found this when I was cleaning out my house." She handed him the little red car.

Brandon's face lit up. "Wow. This looks old."

"Well I have had it since I was a little girl."

"Really? Is it like a hundred?" Brandon smiled.

"Hahaha." Lena tickled him. "You think you are very funny."

"Well where did you get it? And why are you giving it to me?" Brandon looked at the car closely.

"My father gave it to me on my first day of kindergarten. He said that it would bring me luck. And that is why I wanted to give it to you."

"But if you give it to me you won't be lucky anymore."

Lena smiled. "You and your mommy are my good luck charms now. I don't need that car."

Brandon held it tight. "Thanks Lena. I'll keep it forever." He hugged her. "I want you to know that I am really happy that you are going to be a part of our family."

"Me too Brandon. Me too."

"Lena. Lena." Dana touched her daughter's shoulder. Lena opened her eyes. "You really should go home and get some rest." Dana told her daughter as she sat down.

"I can't leave. At least not until he wakes up." Lena sat up. "Besides I can't convince Stef to leave. I'm not going to leave her here for more than an hour by herself." Lena had left a few times to get them a change of clothes and to take a bath.

"It has been a week." Dana told her.

"You don't have to remind me. I'm pretty sure I can keep up." Lena snapped. Dana looked at her. "Sorry. I guess I'm just tired."

"Which means that you need to go home."

Lena sighed.

"You never did tell me what the pregnancy test said."

Lena smiled. She had almost forgotten. Everything had happened so quickly.

"I'm taking that as a yes." Dana smiled and touched her knee.

Lena nodded. "Yeah. I'm pregnant."

"Sweetheart that's great." Dana hugged her.

"Yeah. I haven't even had a chance to think about it." Lena sighed. "We didn't even have much time to celebrate."

"You can celebrate when Brandon wakes up." Dana told her. "I have a feeling that will be soon."

Lena hoped her mother was right. She rested her head on Dana's shoulder. She needed her mother's comfort.

At the Adams Foster household Callie was in the kitchen. She had made breakfast.

Stuart walked in. "Wow. You made breakfast again. Pancakes. I love pancakes."

Callie smiled. "Yeah. They are Brandon's favorite." She felt like she needed to do something to help. She had made breakfast every morning and had even cleaned the house. She thought doing all those things would make her feel better, but it didn't. She still felt bad about what happened.

"Pancakes." Sharon said as she walked into the kitchen. All the grandparents had stayed in town after the accident. They were all trying to help in any way that they could. "You know Callie you don't have to cook breakfast every morning."

"I know. I want to." Callie told them.

"Pancakes." Jude said as he came in the kitchen. "Callie makes the best pancakes."

Sharon took a bite. "They really are good." She took another bite. "Delicious."

"Yeah. I think I'm going to take Lena and Stef some. I know they probably would like something other than hospital food."

"I will take them some." Stuart said. "It is Monday. You have to go to school."

"I don't think I could focus in school." It was true. All she could think about was the accident.

"You've got to go." Sharon told her. "Your moms would kill us if we didn't make you go. You all missed too many days last week. You need to get back on schedule."

"Okay." Callie agreed. It didn't feel right getting back on schedule without Brandon.

"You ready?" Mariana asked Jesus as she walked into his room.

Jesus nodded. He had been really quiet since the accident.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Jesus grabbed his bag and walked past her.

"You know you can talk to me about anything." Mariana was worried about him. He definitely wasn't acting like himself.

"I don't need to talk to you, okay. Just leave me alone." Jesus snapped at her. "I just don't want to be bothered. I'm walking to school by myself." He walked off.

Mariana sighed. She wished she could do something to make him feel better. She felt completely helpless.

Stef walked into the waiting room. Lena was sitting by herself.

"Hi love." Stef sat beside her. She was extremely exhausted. "Where's your mom and Mike?"

"Mom went home to get some rest and Mike and Dani went to get some breakfast in the cafeteria."

"Okay." Stef rested her head on the back of the chair.

"We are Lauren Walls' parents." A man told one of the nurses.

Stef and Lena overheard. Stef stood up. "Stef." Lena tried to stop her, but Stef was already gone. Lena followed her.

"Are you kidding me?" Stef said. The man and woman turned around.

"May we help you?" The man said.

"It has been a week since the accident. You are just now making it to the hospital." Stef was appalled.

"That's none of your business." The woman finally spoke.

"Oh it is most definitely my business." Stef raised her hand and pointed down the hall. "My son is lying in a hospital bed because he was with your daughter when she decided to hit a pole going God knows how fast. He could have been killed."

"Our daughter was killed." Mrs. Walls said.

"Yeah she was. But it is obvious you two never cared about her."

"Stef." Lena tried to intervene.

"No. Lena. I have to say what I have to say." Stef was furious. "It has been a week since the accident. I don't care where you were. You should have been here as soon as you found out. Her funeral has been delayed for over a week because of you. Some people should never be parents."

"We were in Italy. She was already dead. There was nothing that we could do." Mr. Walls said. "We weren't able to get a flight back until now. You have no right questioning our parenting. At least your son is still alive."

"Yeah he is alive but until he wakes up we won't know what kind of brain damage he might have." Stef sighed. "I have every right to question your parenting style. It is obvious that you never cared about your child. I really hope that the two of you can live with yourselves. Your daughter deserved better from both of you." Stef turned around and walked away.

Lena followed her wife. "Stef." She touched Stef's shoulder.

Stef turned to face Lena. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. But…"

"Shhh." Lena pulled her into a hug. "It's okay. Everything is going to be okay."

"How do you know that?" Stef asked as she held onto Lena.

"Because we have to believe that. We have to hold onto that hope or else we might go crazy."

"I think I'm already there." Stef cried. "I'm so grateful that he is still alive." Stef looked at Lena. "But what if he doesn't wake up? What if he wakes up and he isn't the same?" There were so many possibilities running through her head.

"No matter what happens we will get through it together." Lena held her close.

Stef nodded. She had to believe that everything was going to be okay. At least Brandon had a family who loved him. Poor Lauren. She probably died thinking no one loved her. No sixteen year old should ever feel like that.

Stef cried and cried in her wife's arms. She cried for Lauren. She cried for Brandon. She cried for Lauren's parents. She just cried.

Alright let me have it. What did you think of the first chapter?