A.N:Hi guys, long time no post ahh I'm sorry. Anyway, here's a new chapter and I hope you enjoy it. Thanks for sticking with this story and leaving lovely reviews, it really is nice to read your feedback! I'm working on a new Brallie story at the moment and I'm writing the majority of the story first before I post it, hopefully I'll have it ready by the time this fanfic ends!

-fostersjacob


Two days have already passed by since Brandon and Callie got back together. The only ones who knew about it, besides Brandon and Callie of course, were Jude and Mariana.

Callie lay in bed with a massive smile on her face, everything was finally coming together. Brandon is her person and he will always be her person. Jude doesn't hate her, Mariana doesn't hate her and she's pretty sure Jesus isn't going to hate her. She's slightly worried about Lena and Stef's reaction, mostly Stef's but even with this slight worry she can't help but let it slide, she's too happy to really care about it right now.

"Psst, Callie." Mariana whispers.

"Yeah?" Callie asks.

"Everything's gonna be okay, with moms and with everyone else, you know that right?"

Callie nods, even though it's dark and Mariana can barely see her. "I know."

"Good, goodnight."

"Mom, I'm gonna drop Callie off at the Quinn's house." Brandon informs Stef.

"Alright love, see you both later. Love you."

"Love you!" Brandon and Callie say to Stef in unison.

The second they get outside all Brandon wants to do is take Callie's hand in his and hold it but he can't, not right now, not here. As soon as they get in the car Brandon feels at ease, he can talk to Callie properly now, away from listening ears and prying eyes.

"So, what time have you got to be at your dad's place?" Brandon asks his girlfriend.

Callie glances at her phone to check the time, "Not until 1."

It's 11:45 and the Quinn's house is about a forty minute drive away depending on traffic. Brandon pulls out of the driveway and starts the drive, Callie fiddles with the radio trying to find a station that actually plays some decent music. She stops when she hears a certain song playing, she doesn't know the title or even who's singing but she loves the lyrics she's hearing right now. They sound awfully familiar.

How could a heart like yours ever love a heart like mine? How could I live before? How could I have been so blind? You opened up my eyes, you opened up my eyes, you opened up my eyes.

Brandon catches a glance at Callie out of the corner of his eye, he can't remember ever seeing her so carefree. It's beautiful to see. She's singing along to some song on the radio and he's never heard a greater sound in all his life. He's thankful there's not much traffic today, if he gets Callie to the Quinn's neighborhood early then they can spend some alone time together in the backseat before she gets out of the car and he drives back home. The thought of fooling around with Callie in his car causes him to smirk and in doing so attracts Callie's attention. "Dare I ask what you're thinking about right now?"

Brandon laughs, a smile on his face and a glint in eyes. "I'm just thinking that it's been far too long since I last kissed my beautiful girlfriend."

Callie blushes. "Smooth Brandon, real smooth."

Brandon stops at the red light, he's not too far from the Quinn's house now, maybe about fifteen minutes away. "I am indeed, the ladies love it.'' He says jokingly but instantly regrets saying it the moment he sees the look on Callie's face. "Not that there's ever been many ladies, I mean there was Brenda in fourth grade but she broke up with me after a week when some other boy brought in a better chocolate bar for her than I did, then there was satan in disguise Talya and um Lou."

Callie stays silent, unsure of what exactly to say to him.

"Then the most important one of all... You. Honestly Cal, no other girl comes close to you. You know that, right? You've got nothing to worry about, I'd never ever hurt you. I'd sooner die than cause you any pain."

Brandon is sincere and Callie knows that, deep down she knows she has nothing to worry about. That doesn't stop the little voice in her head sometimes that tells her this won't last, he'll get bored, he'll find a more beautiful girl, he'll break her heart and leave her. She knows in her heart that none of that would ever happen but after all she's been through in her life she can't help but be insecure, she can't help but find it hard to believe in happy endings, even though she has more reason now than ever to believe, to have a little faith. He's her reason. "I love you, Brandon." She says, gazing at him whilst he drives.

He smiles, "I love you too."

(*)

Brandon is standing alone, she isn't far from him, in fact she's rather close by. So close yet so far. It's been a week since they broke up and only a few days since he last saw her. It hurts. He doesn't think it's ever going to stop hurting but she seems okay, she doesn't seem to be hurting at all and that hurts him even more. If what they had was real how can she be okay? Can't she see that he's lost without her? She throws her head back laughing, he wants to look away but he can't. Callie's been avoiding him since they broke up, every single time he gets close enough to talk to her she manages to find a way to disappear. He's about to look away when she sees him, they lock eyes for what feels like the first time in forever to him, it lasts only a few seconds before she look away but it's something, something for him to hold onto. It's hope. He needs to have a little faith that one day they'll be together again, free to be happy and in love without all these complications. "I love you." He whispers, his voice so quiet that no one could possibly hear him but it's at that moment Callie turns around to look at him again. She can't have possibly heard him, maybe her looking at him at that exact moment was just a coincidence but Brandon doesn't see it that way, it's a sign. It's a reason to hold on, to be patient, to not give up, to not let her go. It's time for him to have a little faith.

(*)

Brandon takes a left turn and Callie sees her dad's house in front of her. They're early, about half hour early. He doesn't want to stop because he won't see her again for hours. Brandon wants to be open about their relationship with someone, even if it was just with Callie's sister, call it practice for telling moms about them dating again. He can't deny he's a bit worried about telling Stef and Lena about them, Callie's not getting adopted but she's still his foster sister, for now. Brandon overheard his moms talking last night about legal guardianship, so that Callie couldn't be taken from them whenever something went wrong like she had been in the past but she's nearly eighteen now so it would only be temporary. That kind of put his mind at ease but he's more worried about their reaction to them as a couple than the technicalities because he knows his moms would never let Callie be taken away again.

"Pull over!" Callie demands.

Brandon doesn't ask questions, he parks out in front of the Quinn's house. He doesn't even get the chance to speak before Callie unbuckles her seat belt and leans over to kiss him, she pulls away with a massive grin on her face. "Follow me?"

"Always." He mumbles as he undoes his seat belt. Callie climbs into the backseat and Brandon quickly follows. "You're so bad baby." Brandon moans.

Callie smirks, "Shut up and kiss me, Foster."

"Yes ma'am."

Their make out session on the backseat of Brandon's car gets really heated very fast, they both have this unexplainable chemistry and one of a kind passion for one another, they don't want to stop but they know soon enough they'll have to. They always do. Brandon pulls away, he's almost breathless, "I love you so much."

"I love you too."

He kisses her again but quickly pulls away, there's a knock on the car window and doesn't really want to turn around to see who it is but he knows it can only be one of two people. Brandon looks over Callie's shoulder and sees Sophia, Callie's little sister standing there with her father in tow. "Oh shit." Brandon mumbles, not knowing what to do or say to ease Callie's nerves. They don't look too mad, in fact Robert looks more uncomfortable at having witnessed some of Brandon and Callie making out than he does angry. Sophia actually looks pleased, he doesn't know why but at least she won't cause them any problems, that in itself is a relief.

Brandon and Callie get out of the car together, rather quickly. Callie avoids her dad's gaze but catches her sister smirking at her. Robert coughs awkwardly trying to start a conversation up, "I think we need to talk, Callie."

"Um, yeah... okay."

Brandon goes to follow but stops in his tracks when Robert looks at him, "Alone."

Callie smiles at Brandon reassuringly despite being worried about having this conversation with her father, she can only hope things will be okay. "Oh, okay." Brandon mumbles, watching Callie and Robert walk away, leaving him outside with Sophia.

"So, you and Callie are together now?" Sophia asks excitedly.

"Uh, yeah. Yeah we are."

Sophia smiles, "Good. I was rooting for you guys. Don't worry about my dad, he'll be fine with it. Trust me."

"I hope so."