in which callie finally breaks (based off the 1x10 kiss, prompted by anon)

"Can I talk to you a second?" Callie asked Brandon quietly. He was wandering the garden aimlessly, trying to find something he needed to do. Stef and Lena had everything pretty much sorted - all they needed to do now was get married, really.

They wouldn't miss Brandon for a few minutes.

Brandon nodded, and followed Callie as she led him into the most secluded part of the garden. "You look nice." He said as they came to a standstill, facing each other.

Callie smiled, a slight tinge of pink to her cheeks. "You look good too." And he did. He looked handsome in the crisp white suit, his shirt and tie making him look impossibly dapper.

Brandon returned the smile. "Is everything okay?"

"I've been thinking."

"Sounds serious." Brandon teased.

"Maybe.." Callie said. "Its just, since the court case.."

"You're okay Callie, right?" Brandon said, concerned straight away.

Callie nodded. "The court case, it made me realise that.. it wasn't all my fault, you know? It made me realise a lot of things, and I.. I know what I deserve now." She stepped closer to him, close enough for Brandon to hear her quiet, unsteady breathing, take in every inch of her face.

"You deserve to be happy." He said quietly, studying her face.

There was a moment's pause before Callie leaned in, her hands going to his shoulders, fingers brushing against his cheeks softly, her lips pressing roughly against his. It was overly quick, and clumsy, but Brandon eagerly responded, moving his lips against hers, his hands travelling to her waist as though they had done this a million times before.

Callie had never been one for cliches, but as she kissed Brandon, she felt them all - the fireworks, the butterflies, the ridiculous need to kick one foot in the air a la the Princess Diaries.. She had never been that girl, that girl that gets reduced to a mess because of a boy, but here she was, clinging to Brandon as though he was a lifeline.

One of her hands found its way to her hair, knotting in the soft dark strands tightly. Brandon's grip on her hips tightened, pulling her closer to him, his tongue brushing against her lips hesitantly.

`She shouldn't be doing this, but in that moment Callie didn't really care all that much, her mind clouded by Brandon, and Brandon's lips, and Brandon's hands and oh dear God, whatever he was doing with his tongue was making her weak at the knees.

Weak enough to clung to Brandon's shoulder's because she was about ninety nine percent certain she would collapse in a heap on the ground his Brandon so much as let go of her.

A noise from behind them caused Callie and Brandon to break apart, Brandon whipping his head around to look at the intruder, his hair standing at odd angles because of Callie's eager fingers. Callie's heart was in her mouth as she looked at who was standing, watching them.

"Tayla." Brandon said, looking at his red haired ex-girlfriend.

"Your mom is looking for you." Talya said, looking between them, a glint of something in her eyes.

"I'll be there in a second." Brandon said.

Talya nodded, and turned on her heel - not before Callie caught her smirk.

"I'm so screwed." Callie said, her face creased with worry. "She's going to tell everyone."

"Callie, she wont, she's-"

"The new foster kid is making out with her ex boyfriend." Callie said. "Of course she's going to tell everyone Brandon! How can you be so naive? I've ruined everything, I've ruined everything for Jude, he's going to be so upset when we get kicked out, and-"

"Callie, I'm not going to let them kick you out." Brandon said, reaching out to take her hand, trying to offer her some reassurance.

Callie shook her head, running a hand through her hair in a worried, desperate movement. "You're a sixteen year old kid Brandon, you can't do anything."

"Callie, look, I'll talk to Talya-"

"You should go and find your mom." Callie said. "She'll be looking for you."

"I'm going to fix this Callie, okay? I'll make sure Talya doesn't say anything, I promise you." Brandon said. "I'll fix this Callie, okay?"

With that, he turned to walk away, leaving a worried Callie alone.

She replied just before he was out of earshot. "You can't fix it."