Breaking The Rules: a Foster's Fan Fiction

Chapter 19. The Night Before

Chapter 19. The Night Before

Callie couldn't sleep. It was the night before the commitment ceremony, and she was spending the night in her room at Stef and Lena's. She thought it was a little silly to sleep separately from Brandon. After all, she was carrying his child. But her moms insisted that it was traditional, and would make the next morning much easier. Mariana was home for the event. She was sound asleep, breathing softly on the other side of the room.

Lonely for Brandon, Callie placed her hand on her belly. It comforted her, and made her feel closer to her baby. The baby was now the size of a plum, and a few days ago, Callie noticed she was beginning to grow a small baby bump. It amazed her to think about that fact that a whole little person was growing inside her. She remembered learning about reproduction in her high school health class. The teacher showed a film called "The Miracle of Birth." Watching it with immature eyes, Callie thought childbirth looked more like a horror movie than a miracle. But now that she was preparing to be a mother, she could see how miraculous pregnancy really was.

Her previous pregnancy didn't last long enough for her body to change much, so everything was so new to her this time around. Already, she felt an unbreakable bond with her unborn child, almost as if it could read her thoughts. She imagined it snuggled safe and warm inside her womb, listening to her heart beat. She was just wondering if it missed it's daddy as much as she did, when her phone buzzed on the nightstand. Picking it up, she saw that Brandon had texted her: meet me in the backyard. Callie stood up, and crossed the room. She peered out the window, and saw Brandon standing in the yard. He waved to her, and she waved back. Quickly, she got dressed, then went downstairs and through the back door.

"What are you doing here?" She whispered to Brandon, letting him take her in his arms.

"I couldn't sleep," he replied, hugging her. "I missed you." He caressed her cheek softly, then kissed her. "And I missed you, too," he told her belly.

"I couldn't sleep, either," Callie admitted. "I missed you, too."

"Do you want to go for a walk?" He asked.

"I guess so. A short one," she replied.

Brandon took her hand and they slowly walked through the dark yard. There was a tent set up for the ceremony the next day. They passed it, and went through the gate into the garden. "This is where we had our first kiss," Brandon remembered. It was the day their moms got married.

"That was the most magical moment of my life," Callie told him, recalling the long-awaited kiss. "It felt like a scene from a movie."

Brandon turned to face her. "Maybe we can recreate it?"

Callie smiled, then went into his waiting arms. They kissed passionately for several moments, arms wrapped around each other. Callie smiled against his lips, as he nudged and tasted her mouth. That kiss might have been even better than the first one, she thought, breathlessly. When they separated, she shivered. "We better get back to the house," she told him. "It's getting cold out here."

Brandon led her to the back door, and they went inside together. They snuggled on the living room couch for a little while, enjoying each other's presence. Callie rested her head against him as he held her, feeling comfortable and warm. She caught herself as she began to drift off into sleep. As much as she wanted to stay where she was, she felt she should go back to her bed. "I"m getting tired," she said. "I better go upstairs and get some sleep. You're not going home tonight, are you?"

"I'll sleep right here on the couch," Brandon told her. "I've got all my stuff for tomorrow ready. Don't worry about a thing."

"Okay," Callie replied. She hugged Brandon. "I love you. And I can't wait for tomorrow."

"Neither can I. I love you too, sweetheart." He softly pressed his lips to hers. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight," Callie answered softly, heading back to her room. Once in bed, she fell asleep quickly, knowing Brandon was right downstairs and that after tomorrow, she'd never have to sleep without him again.