The Bad and the Unsure Of. (A Fosters / brallie Fanfiction)

Assumptions/ Getting Caught

Lena's p.o.v.

The sun beams through the window. I really don't like waking up alone, but thats the risk you have to take sometimes, being the partner of a cop. I get up and pull my mop of a head into a bun. I pull on a sweater. I am going to wake up Callie, and see if she wants to help me with breakfast. I quietly open the door, and see something I didn't expect to. Callie, in Brandon's arms, sleeping. Last night they looked like they were really acting like siblings. I hate to start assumptions, but I just hope they don't do anyhting to get him kicked out, he is not the boy on his record. I can tell.

I slowly, quietly exit the room. And head downstairs to the kitchen to start breakfast. I get out the bacon and eggs out of the fridge, when Stef walks into the door. I run over to her and give her a hug. She is a little shocked on the sudden contact, but relaxes immediatly.

"How are you, Love" she says, comming out of my grasp. She heads over the the fridge taking her belt and over shirt off, placing them on the stool.

"I am alright, Mariana, Jesus, and Jude wont be home till this afternoon."

"Oh, okay. So where are Callie and Brandon this lovely saturday? Sleeping?" She took the cream and sugar out of the pantry, and headed towards the coffee pot.

"Yep they had a movie night last night, and I went in there this morning, and they were sleeping together under the covers....." I stated a little bit worried of Stef's reaction.

"Wow...... Um... I don't know if we should take that as progress or a problem. Callie knows the rules right? She wouldn't want him to be sent away." She says questioning me turning, leaning on the counter.

"Yeah i guess. I just hope he understands. He seems like a mature kid. He is not his record. I just hate the system because, these kid's future is depended on a piece of paper or a file on a computer." I say a little frustrated.

"I know Love... I know, but if Brandon or Callie break the rules, we unfortunately have to take Brandon from the home. Or we will lose our liscence to foster, and you know that." Stef says massaging my left shoulder. She starts to head out of the kitchen, and towards the stairs and says.

"I'm gonna make sure there is no funny buissness going on, okay, and you will get the information when I get back. Okay?" I simply nod my head yes and start cracking eggs into a bowl.

I really hope nothing is happening between them, I like Brandon and Callie knows better, right?Now I cook to get my mind off of this drama we call life of the system.

Stef's p.o.v.

I am heading upstairs to see if what Lena said was true. I really hope they just fell asleep during movie night together. Its not that I don't trust her, or Callie. I unfortunatley don't trust Brandon. I know I sound like a cop when I say this, but he just got out of juvie, for beating up his foster father, and drinking. He seems like a nice young man, but I haven't earned hos trust. If they are "Hooking up" or whatever the hell teens call it these days, I would love to give hima second chance. But the system won't allow it and I will have to call the police.

I finally get to Callie's bedroom door. Which is shut, rule number one broken. I hesitate, and open the door slightly, I see Callie, laying on Brandon's chest, with his arm around her. Alright, maybe its like a brother- sister type thing. I start to see Callie stir, so I shut the door so I can see them through the crack left open. She is living on the edge of a very slim line here. I hope she realizes that.

Callie's p.o.v.

I wake up and start to stir. I take a deep breath in, and I can't help but smile. I savor the intake of his musty cologne, and remember last night's events. A great movie night, the kiss, looking at his smile. I have never felt what I felt with him, even on the little things, like him pulling the hair strand behind my ear. I feel at peace.