Based on The Fosters 4x11 Promo

Chapter Eleven

Stef's POV

Callie's doctor came out. It's also Jesus' doctor. Great. He focuses on brain injuries. I can't have another child with a brain injury. I just can't.

"Hello again." The doctor said. Did he really have to say that? He just reminded me of how hard things been for our family.

"About Callie?" I dismissed his greeting. I want to know how my daughter is right now.

"She's going to be fine. She doesn't need any surgeries. She'll be fine." The doctor announced. The weight on my chest just flew away because my daughter is going to be fine. My son is going to be fine. Our family is going to be fine.

Or so I thought.

"But…" He started. Brandon looked up in annoyance that there's something else. Lena looked hopeful. It can't be that bad right? He said she's going to be fine.

"But what?" I asked quickly.

"Well after several tests we concluded that your daughter could have some memory loss."

"She knew who we were when we found her." Brandon said quickly.

"Which is a good thing. That means she has already recovered some of her memories. But after questioning your daughter…"

"Wait you questioned my daughter without consulting us?" I asked angrily.

"Yes. To see how far back her memories were forgotten. And after her accident she lost seven whole years." He said.

"So what was the last things she remembered before she got some memories back?" Lena asked kindly.

"She remember just going into the foster system." He said simply. "But now she remembers a good portion of her memories, she's expected to get them all back in the matters of three to five weeks."

"Okay." I nodded. I just want to see my daughter now.

"But. If anything traumatic happened in her life, when she remembers it, it will feel like reliving it. So we suggest for her to see a therapist after some of the harder memories come back." He said. Wait harder memories? Like older foster homes? She'll have to relive some of those moments, like Liam.

No, she can't relive that. I kind've hope she already remembers him, so I don't have to see her in pain when she does.

"So what memories does she already remember?" I asked.

"She remembers all of you. She knows who you are and your importance in her life. She also remember everything involving Martha's Johnson's murder. Like her grandson. His motives…" I really hope she was telling the truth when she told me that Troy didn't hurt her, because if he did, I'll make sure he will never see the light of day again. "She remembers her friend Aaron helping her in the case, and everything involving him. Which includes her Ex boyfriend AJ. She remembers a lot of more recent memories and a few old ones. Like her a few old foster homes." I tensed up. Which ones?

"Do you know which ones?" Lena asked. She could see that I'm scared to know what Callie has "relived".

"Beside yours, only two." He replied. "Jim Pearson's and…" Please don't be Liam's. Please don't be Liam's. Please don't be Liam's. If she has to remember him, I change my mind. I rather see it. So I can comfort her, or Brandon can, or Lena can. I don't want her to be alone when she remembers him anymore. I would rather see the pain she's going through, and help her through it, then her going through it alone. "... and Sheila Snow's family."

Relief filled me. That was a good family, as I was told. It's Kyle's.

"Okay good." Brandon whispered to himself. He's probably thinking the same as I am.

"What caused the incident in the car?" Lena asked.

"Well that was caused by high amounts of stress, mixed with low blood sugar, and not a lot of sleep." He said. "You can see her now. I placed her into a room which is next to your son's."

Convient.

"Thanks." I said while Lena, Brandon and I entered Callie's room.

When I saw Callie just laying in a hospital bed being there is so relieving. She's alive, our son is in the next room. He's going to be okay. We are all going to be okay.

Lena's POV

Is this real? Is my daughter in front of me? I have to make sure this is real.

I quickly go up to Callie and give her a hug.

Giving my daughter a hug.

"I'm so glad you're going to be okay." I said with tears of joy flying out of my eyes.

"I glad to see you." she said with a simple tired smile while participating in the hug.

Stef joined into this hug. We have our kids all in one place. It's so relieving to know that all of them.

The doctor came in to make sure everything is okay. And it is. It's been a while seen we got our family together, and if anything like this ever happens again.

"What's wrong?" I asked the doctor.

"Oh nothing. I just want to talk to you both about releasing your daughter and your son." He stated. Good. We get to talk about when our children can go home, and sleep in their own beds.

"Okay."

"Wait son?" Callie asked in confusion. I just realized since she was gone, she doesn't know Jesus going into a coma.

"Umm, when you were missing, Jesus was in a coma." Stef replied. She knew how compassionate Callie is, and doesn't want to hear how hurt this family was.

"For what?" She asked.

"Well Nick punched him in the head where the nail hit him earlier, and the nail further in his brain, and after surgery Jesus went into a coma. He's okay now, he woke up earlier today." Stef continued to explain. Just more confusion and concern was planted on her face.

"Brandon can explain. We'll be back we just need to talk to the doctor about when you and Jesus can go home." I said.

With that Stef kissed Callie's forehead, and hugged Brandon. I did the same as we left the room with the doctor.

I was kind've worried of Brandon and Callie being in a room alone together since Brandon admitted his feelings for her, but we're just going to be right outside. They wouldn't do anything inappropriate. Will they?

I know Stef want to find a way for them to be together, but we haven't really talked about that yet, but we plan to once all the kids get home and get settled in.

Of course only if they want to. If they don't want to be together, then we don't have to talk at all. I'm fine with that.

Brandon's POV

Moms left, now it's just me and Callie in a room alone together. I saw the concerned in her eyes and confusion still spread across her face. I better explained everything that happened when she was…

I pulled a chair closer to her hospital bed. She physically relaxes when I came closer to her. Which makes no sense. If anything, she's would be a little more distrustful.

Why does she trust me so much?

I guess it's a good thing, but I still don't know what I did to be able to comfort her enough, and for her to trust me.

I gently grabbed her hands and held them in mine. I stared deeply into her brown eyes, and she stared back. I kept staring into her eyes, but snapped out of it.

"Are you okay?" I asked. She snapped out of it to. She tightly held my hand before speaking.

God… I missed her so much. I don't know what I would've done if we hadn't found her.

Probably still be a wreck.

"I'm so stupid." She complained at herself. What is she talking about. Tears brimming in her eyes.

"You're not stupid Callie." I comforted.

"Yes I am. I got into Troy's car willingly. How didn't I see it coming?" I never asked her anything about her time with Troy. I don't want to push her, but right now seems like a time to talk.

"Well why did you even get into his car?" I asked. She let her tears fall, and I went closer to her. I rubbed my hands on the top of her's for comfort.

"He said he knew where Mariana was. Mom told me that she was missing, and I believed him. I shouldn't have believed him." She admitted.

"That doesn't mean you're stupid. You were worried for your sister. It was an act of emotion." I defended her, from herself. More tears were falling from her cheek.

It broke my heart that she blames herself for all of this.

I got up from my chair and sat on her bed. I pulled her into a hug, which I knew she needed. She hugged tightly against me. I could feel how much she needed it. I tightly hug her back. I want to keep her safe from any harm.

"Thank you." She whispered in my ear. I pulled back.

"For what?" I asked.

"Everything. I know you did a lot to try to find me. I don't understand why you still care about me." She choked out. Tears were spilling out.

I grabbed her hands and looked into her eyes.

She tried to resist my gaze, but I moved my head again so I'm looking back into her eyes.

"Callie. Nothing will make me not care about you."

"Really?" She asked, not believing me. I nodded. "I broke your heart so many times, I don't deserve your love."

"Yes you do." I replied. "I know we also had a rough relationship, but that doesn't mean I don't care about you."

She smiled. I finally convinced her that I DO care about her. "But, I hurted you again by going missing. I hurt all of you, and it's my fault."

"It's not your fault that you were tricked into a car." I defended.

"Yes, but what about causing a car crash?" She said. "I started arguing with him when I had my phone easily accessible. I could've just called someone before engaging with him."

"You were obviously afraid, it makes sense that you couldn't think straight. None of this is your fault."

She looked hesitant to listen to me, but started into my eyes. Tears were still brimming in them.

"Okay." She quietly states. She looks away from our gaze. She wiped away her tears.

"And Callie…"

"Yes?"

"It's okay to be afraid." I stated. Her expression turned to shock. If what she said was true when she told the police that Troy didn't hurt her, then she may be afraid to admit that she was scared, or is still currently scared.

She was shocked that I read her mind.

"But he didn't hu-" She started.

"I know he didn't hurt you. But the situation was traumatic no matter what. You didn't know where to go at first, and had know idea of what was going on. Then you remembered you were torn away from the best family you had for years. And now you still missing a lot of your pass, so it's okay to be afraid."

She nodded in understanding. I have to get her through this. Or moms, but I don't want her to think that it's not okay to be afraid.

I understand now.

She didn't think she was allowed to be scared.

She thought is was her fault that Troy kidnapped her.

She blames herself partly for this family hurting.

I couldn't let her think that. So I helped her think differently.

I could tell that she was still having a hard time with this. I pulled her back into a tight embrace.

"I was so afraid at first." She admitted. I could feel tears dropping on my shoulder. "Then after he told me his story about his grandmother, I just pretended to myself that I wasn't afraid anymore, but I was."

"It's okay. You're safe now. And soon enough you'll get all of your memories back." I said, but immediately regretted saying that like it's a good thing. She will have to remember some horrific things, and I'm going make sure if Moms aren't there for her, I will be.

She didn't notice the regret, and continued in the hug.

After awhile we pulled away. I stared deeply into her eyes as she did the same thing.

She leaned in.

I want to lean in so badly to.

But, what if she'll regret it? She didn't regret when we slept together. And it is just a kiss.

And mom did say she'll work something out.

Screw waiting until that happens. I smashed my lips on hers and relief, and all of my worries flyed away.

I missed this feeling.

The feeling of love and passion.

I miss her.

And I thought I could live without her in my arms? In my embrace. I can't.

"I love you Brandon."

"I love you to."

We continued kissing until there was a knock on the door.

We pulled away, and straighten each other up.
I walked to the door and opened it.

It was Mariana and Jude.

How did you like the chapter? Sorry I haven't updated in awhile, school just got of winter break, so now I have less time to write. But I'll make time.

And how did you like the Brallie feels? And are you ready for a Mariana and Callie and Jude and Callie reunion?

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Chapter 12 will be uploaded on 12th.

Chapter 12 Promo

-Mariana and Jude reunites with Callie

-Moms have an important conversation conversation

-Everyone gets to go home

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