Thursday night, Mariana was feeling excited but also a little nauseous about her date with Emma the next day. She was dreading having either of her moms drive her.

"Brandon, puh-lease..." Mariana begged.

"I don't want to get involved in this drama between you and Jesus." He replied.

"Ughhh. What am I supposed to do just stop liking her? What about when you liked Callie? How was that any different?"

Brandon wanted to correct her, to say he hadn't liked Callie he'd loved Callie, but for once he fought his impulse to be a melodramatic teen. "Well you don't see me dating Callie now do you?" Brandon pointed out, insinuated maybe Mariana, too, needed to let this one go.

"Will you drive us to the movies or not?" Mariana asked.

"Only if Jesus is cool with it. If you patch things up with him then I will spare you the car ride with mom."

Mariana sighed. "I'll see what I can do." She picked up her cell phone. "Hey Callie, are you still at work?"

"Yup, is everything okay?"

"Yeah but can you bring home a double bacon cheeseburger, fries and a vanilla milkshake?"

"Yeah..." Callie sounded confused. "Feeling hungry?"

"It's for Jesus." Mariana explained. " I need a peace offering.

When Jesus got home, Mariana greeted him at the door. "How was wrestling practice?" She asked.

"Fine..."

"I got your favorite." She said dangling the bag of fast food in front of him.

"What's your deal?" He asked skeptically, before grabbing the bag.

"Can you please tell Brandon it's okay if I go on a date with Emma?"

"What the hell Mariana? Can't we just like not talk about this."

"Look. I'm sorry. I know this is hard for you. But I really like her." Jesus didn't respond. "What is this really about Jesus? Is it some macho guy thing? Do you think you like turned her gay? Moms should've taught you better than that."

"I don't think I turned her gay, Mariana! I just don't like her picking you over me. It kinda blows..."

"I get that. And I'm sorry. But you did break up with her."

"I know."

"And I really want to see where this goes."

"I know."

"And imagine moms driving me to the movies with Emma in the car."

"Okay." Jesus finally gave in.

"Brandon!" Mariana screamed. Jesus rolled his eyes.

"What?" Brandon stuck his head in the room.

"Jesus said he was fine with it!" Brandon looked at Jesus.

"I wouldn't go that far." Jesus said grumpily. "But yeah, spare her the car ride with mom."

"You are the best!" Mariana said. "Both of you!" She clarified and ran off to call Emma.

"What was all that about?" Lena asked as she walked by Jesus's bedroom.

"Brandon is going to drive Mariana and Emma to the movies." Jesus explained.

"Because Jesus said it was okay," Brandon chimed in.

"That was very big of you," Lena said proudly. Jesus fought back the urge to roll his eyes.

Later that night, Lena was getting ready for bed when she remembered she'd forgotten to finish washing the dishes. She went downstairs to quickly finish up and was surprised to find Jude sitting at the kitchen table. "Jude, what are you doing down here? It's past 11."

"I told Connor I'd call him. I didn't want to wake up Jesus."

"Why are you calling him so late?" Jude didn't answer right away. Lena waited patiently. "We wanted to wait for his dad to fall asleep." Lena sat down in the chair next to Jude. "Is it for science class? If it's for school I don't see why his dad..."

"I don't just want to talk to him about science class!" Jude spit it out, almost angrily, even though none of this was Lena's fault.

"Oh sweetie..." She said, putting a hand on Jude's back.

The phone rang. Jude looked at Lena pleadingly. "You have 10 minutes. Then I want you in bed."

Jude grinned. "Thank you thank you thank you."

"But we need to talk about this in the morning."

"Ok mom," he said, waved her away like a typical teenage boy and picked up the phone.