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

The Morning After/ Tracking

Stef's p.o.v.

I wake up to the sun shining through the window. I look down at my love laying beside me. How lucky am I, I have a beautiful, amazing family, good job and amazing life. As I think about my life, the events of yesterday come into my head. Callie and Brandon in the bed together, calling the police, Brandon getting arrested, Callie saying she loves him and hates me. I decide I should wait for her to come home from her guitar lesson to talk to me. I slowly get up from bed, trying not to wake Lena, I put on my house sweater, and head downstairs.

I get downstairs, and head into the kitchen. I walk to the pantry and get out the coffee grounds. I start up the coffe brewer, when Lena walks in.

"Hey love" I sighed and gave her a slight smile.

"Hey, so how are you... Yesterday was pretty intense?" She said after giving me a kiss. She sat down and held the magazine in her hands. I poured two cups, and handed one to Lena.

"I am doing alright, I mean.. I have heard worse words come out of others mouths. It just hurt a little hearing them from my daughter. But we are doing whats not only best for her, but the whole family. And besides, she is young she will get over this little crush and move on. Right?"I say sitting next to her. She puts the magazine, and gives me her complete attention.

'I suppose you're right. I mean she can't really know what love is. She is only a teenager. I am just sad that we had to take Brandon from the home. He seemed like a really good kid. But when he was arrested for beating his foster father, it kind of shook me up a bit."

"I know, he seemed like he was tough, but to beat up an adult, I was shocked myself. But, we did what we had to do. I was also thinking last night about what Callie said. When she said, he was arrested for a crime.... he didn't even commit. What does she mean, there is evidence, that he did commit the crime. Why would she say that?" I said tightening both my hands around the warm mug.

"I don't really know, I mean.... maybe she knows something we don't. We will ask her when she comes home from her guitar lesson. Okay?" She puts a sad smile on her face, patting my back.

When we are talking, Mariana and Jesus come downstairs. Mariana heads towards the toster, and Jesus goes to the fridge and pulls out orange juice. I get up and kiss each of them on the top of their heads. They both gave me a wierd looks.

"What?" I ask giving them a questionable look.

"Why did you do that, I mean... it's out of character for you, on a normal saturday morning. To just give us free kisses." Mariana adds into the conversation. I just giver her a glare, she puts her hands up in surrender.

"Just be lucky I'm giving you them now. When you go to collage, you will wish you had cherished them." I said pointing at her with my finger. She and Jesus laughed, making me smile. Jude then came downstairs. He grabbed a bowl and a box of frosted flakes, his favorite, and put some in a bowl with milk. "Good morning, sleepy head." I gave him a kiss on the head, like the other two. Instead, he just smiled at me.

We finished eating breakfast, and the kids headed up stairs, while Lena and I stayed and relaxed in the living room. I look at the clock, its 11. Callie should be on her way home. I am not looking forward, to her yelling at me and Lena, saying "I hate you" or "You can't control my life!". But as a mom, thats what you gotta do, roll with the punches. Lena puts on her glasses and starts to open her book.

"You ready to talk to her, what are we gonna say?" Lena asks me, while finding her last page she finished off on.

"Um.... I guess we explain, that she is young and I understand that they were close. But she can't possibly be in love with him because, she is too young to understand what love is. I mean she literally just met him a week ago. And that we are seperating them for the best. Also, ask her about what she meant yesterday, about him being arrested for the "crime he didn't commit"? I just want to hear what she was told." I said rubbing my head with my fingertips slightly.