in which brandon deals with the fact she's gone (or, at least tries to)

(post finale drabble)

Brandon woke up with an almost easy smile plastered to his face, stretching languidly as he kicked back his covers, planting his feet on the cool wood of his bedroom floor.

He squinted at the clock, noticing it was already gone ten am. To be fair, he hadn't actually gotten to bed until three am (or, was it four?)

Either way, it was hard to care too much about the fact his eye felt like they had been rolled around in sandpaper and he was absolutely wrecked. Mom, and Lena were married - his moms were married, and they were deliriously happy. Nothing much else really mattered.

Running a hand through his already messy hair, Brandon padded out into the hallway to find Marianna standing there, looking distressed.

"Whats wrong?" Brandon snapped into concerned big brother mode.

"I can't find Callie." Marianna said. "I woke up this morning and she was gone, she's not in the house - and I just checked the wardrobe, and all her stuff is gone. She's gone Brandon."

Brandon felt like his entire world had come to a standstill.

She was gone?

And it was because of him, too. Callie loved Jude so much she was willing to do anything to make sure he was happy, and safe. They hadn't exactly been subtle when they had ended up making out before the wedding, and Jude had seen, and he had been so upset..

He was scared Brandon's moms wouldn't keep him now.

And Callie, Callie must have thought that leaving would ensure Jude would be able to stay with the Fosters.

That she wouldn't mess it up for him again.

"Brandon? Brandon, please say something?"

Brandon looked at his sister, trying to blink away the tears he hadn't realised had started to fall. "I, uh - did you ring her cellphone?"

"She left it here." Marianna held it up. "What are we going to do?"

Brandon wasn't sure, really. Where could she have gone? What the hell were the going to do?

"We, uh - we need to wake up Moms." Brandon said, instantly regretting the fact they had to ruin the weekend of their wedding. But, Callie, she was important to him - to them all.

They needed to find her.

Marianna nodded, and she headed for her moms room, her entire demeanor nervous, and worried. Brandon couldn't move. He couldn't do anything except stand in the same spot in the upstairs landing, his heart racing, his mind going over every bad thing that could have happening to Callie already.

Even when his moms came rushing out, Jude waking up because of all the commotion, and bursting into hysterical sobs as soon as he heard his sister was gone, Brandon couldn't move.

Because it was in those terrifying few seconds after Marianna told him she was gone that he realised something.

He loved her.

Brandon loved her, and he had to get her back.

They had to bring her HOME