"So, how are we going to play this?" Lena asked her partner with a sigh as she leaned against the island. She blew on the steam that was rising from her coffee. "Because I know we aren't letting Callie go without fight."

Stef nodded her head, "I need to call my lawyer first and see what he says we can do about this."

The dark haired woman nodded and despite all that was going on at the moment, she managed to crack a small smile. "What do you wanna bet Callie spent the night in Brandon's room last night?"

The thing about morning was that…Callie out and out hated them. But when she awoke in Brandon's arms however…Now that was whole different story. Shifting around, she tried to get up without waking her boyfriend. But no avail.

"Morning Cals," Brandon leaned down to kiss her cheek. Leaning against his arm, she moaned in response. A beat of silence passed; before the brunette girl asked, "They told you guys, didn't they?"

Massaging her shoulder, the piano dropped a kiss on the crown of her head. Callie took this as a yes. "How'd Jude take it?"

At this, she head him sigh and she knew her younger brother had not taken it well at all… Sighing, she unraveled her body from both her boyfriend's arms and the blankets. When she turned back around to face the pianist, she saw him looking at her with curious eyes.

"I have to go check on him." She told her boyfriend and walked out of his room. In her half-awake state, she placed her hand along the wall; pausing briefly at each picture that hung on the wall as she walked down the hall to Jesus' and Jude's room.

Knocking softly on the door, she waited for one of the occupants to it. As she waited, she thought about what she could say to comfort her younger brother. But much to her dismay, she knew she couldn't say anything that would comfort him in this situation. Callie had been in enough situations like this to know that, but at least she knew he was in a nice, safe home. After knocking on the door once again, Jesus finally opened it.

"Hey uh, Moms told us…" He trailed off, not sure where this conversation was going. The foster girl nodded to show that she understood what he was trying to say. Even if the words couldn't quite make their way out of his mouth.

"Thanks Jesus," she gave him a small smile then looked over his shoulder and saw her younger brother sitting on his bed, "Uh, can I talk to Jude alone for a minute?"

The fifteen year old nodded his head, and then he maneuvered around her and walked away. Sighing, Callie walked into the room and shut the door quietly behind her. This was not a conversation she wanted the other to hear…

"Hey, Buddy." She ventured cautiously moving to sit on her foster brother's bed, "How are you holding up?"

The brunette didn't quite know what to expect, but she certainly did not expect for Jude to look up at her with a smile.

"I have an idea." He announced his smile turning into a wide grin. After she sighed again, the sixteen year old girl shook her head. "No Jude."

But it didn't seem like he had heard her. Or maybe it was the fact he didn't want to hear her, but for whatever the reason; he just kept talking.

"They can't spilt us up if we're not here. We can run away, stay off the grid. We can go after-" Jude's rambling was cut off by his older sister shaking her head as her hands gripped his shoulders. "No, Jude. We're not going to run away."

"But Callie," the younger boy began to protest.

"No Jude," Callie told him firmly even though her voice was starting to break, "You're safe here. You have people who will take care of you when I'm gone. And I'm not risking that. If this was any other family then I'd say yeah, but we're not doing that to the Fosters'. They've been too good to us." And with that, she kissed his forehead and left him to get ready for school…

While she was getting dressed, Callie glanced over once again at her foster sister. Mariana had been giving her sympathetic looks ever since she had walked in their room ten minutes ago and by the look the Latina was giving her now; she looked like she wanted to say something.

"Go ahead; I know you want to say something." Callie finally spoke up, wanting to get this awkward tension out of the way now. The raven haired teen hesitated for a second; then she asked, "Are you…okay? I mean I know we aren't close or anything, but I'd like to think we're friends. So are you okay?"

After gazing at her for a moment, Callie crossed the room and in an uncharacteristic fashion; she hugged her.

"We are friends Mariana." She told her foster sister, "We have been since you found about Brandon and me and since you told us you'd keep quiet."

As she pulled back, Mariana gave her a small smile. "Thanks Cals. But seriously, are you okay?"

"Honestly?"

The Latina nodded.

"I'm freaking out on inside, Mariana. Just when I finally start to feel safe in a foster home after two long years of being bounced from home to home and having looking over my shoulder; I'm getting shipped off again. So no Mariana, I'm not the definition of 'okay' right now."

"Callie you know Moms won't let you be shipped off or taken out of this home for that matter." The raven haired Latina tried to comfort her foster sister, but it was obvious by the look on the brunette's face it wasn't exactly working.

"I know they'll try their best Mariana, but you don't know the system like I do and the system always ends. That's just how it works in the world. And frankly, I don't think I'm worth all the work." And on that note, she walked out of the room and down the steps.

The fifteen year old Latina shook her head at Callie's retreating form. She thought her foster sister was had finally gotten over insecurities, but apparently not.

Time to take this to a higher power. She thought as she walked to her older brother's door and knocked softly on it…

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