I woke up the next morning with the thought in my head that maybe I had made the biggest mistake of my life. I rolled over to lay on Brandon's chest only to find that he had already left for the day. I slumped of the bed and slowly walked down to the living room to watch television.

As of now, I was unemployed.I just graduated three months ago and unfortunately, I picked a degree that was not exactly a money maker at the moment. I counted my blessings that Brandon had a steady job as a music instructor at the charter school. It helped with the bills and gave us time to plan while he waited to be accepted by the academy.

It was a big decision we decided on together. Brandon decided that if were going to have a family at some point, he wanted to protect them in a way that a music teacher could not. After many fights and sleepless nights, I gave in under one condition. If he was to get hurt even once, he was out.

When I entered the living room, I found a small stuffed animal sitting on the coffee table. I smiled at the small Toto dog from the Wizard of Oz. Since agreeing to the academy, Brandon has been leaving me small surprises around the house. Usually there would be a note attached but not today.

I called Brandon and he answered on the third ring. "Do you like it?" I shook my head, he was so impatient he couldn't even say hello."

"Of course I do. I love it but no note?"

"Not today." He dead panned as if it was completely normal.

"Well, why not?"

"Cause I figured I would just tell you what this gift was."

"Okay." The line went silent for a few minutes. I knew this was Brandon's way of thinking things over. A bell that was all too familiar rang over the phone, indicating the next period was about to begin.

"Listen, Cal, I have to run but we can talk over dinner. Chinese?"

"Yea, Chinese sounds good but Brandon wait -"

"I love you Callie, talk to you tonight." The line went dead and I signed in frustration. Nothing annoyed me more than when Brandon rushed through our conversations. He was so lucky I loved him.

Brandon came home at half past four with six containers of my favorite things from the local Chinese restaurant.
"So how was your day?" I took my first bite of rice and looked at the clock. I never understood why we ate this early every night but I decided to pick and chose my battles with Brandon.

"It was alright. Fifth graders had field trips today so I had a few free periods."

"Well that's good , but I want to know about the dog now."

He set down his fork and knife and smiled at me. "I was thinking maybe we could get a real dog, you know?"

"Wait, really?" I smiled as I watched him slowly nod at me, studying my face. "Why now?"

For months, I have been begging Brandon to adopt a dog with me, but he never would.

"I figured you would need a watch dog while I was at the academy."

"You got in?" It was barely a whisper. I needed to repeat it again to make sure I didn't imagine myself saying it.

"Yes Callie, I got in, I was accepted." The smile on his face could have put the moon to shame.

I jumped out of my chair and ran over to him. Straddling him, I placed my head into the crook of his neck and kissed it three times. Finally, tears swelled in my eyes and I held his face in my hands. "You did it baby, you did it."

"No, baby, we did it."

Since the day I entered the Fosters' home, he was my hero. Now, he was going to be our cities hero. One day, he would even be the hero to our children. I have never loved him as much as I did right in this very moment, watching all of his dreams come true.

Ok! So as you can tell this story is kind of slow to take off but I'm just trying to create the baseline for the plot. I know where I want it to go but from all I want until now, they are 5 years older so I need to create entirely new characters, ya know? But...It will get better and speed up, I can promise you that! Enjoy! xx.