A/N: Hi, this is my first full length fosters fic. It's based on a prompt given to me by Guest in the Love Makes A Family collection involving the car wreck that was alluded to in the promo for the season finale. I didn't feel like I could do this idea justice in a one or two shot so I decided to make it a full length story. My theory on the car accident is that something happens to either Jesus or Brandon in the car. It appears at least to me that it is Brandon's car. This is hopefully going to be an AU. I really hope so. I own nothing, but my interpretation of the prompt given by Guest. Fosters belongs to ABC Family not me. If I owned it, the car wreck would not even be a possibility next week and Callie wouldn't have such a hard time getting adopted.

Chapter One: The Evening Before Idyllwild

Callie was sitting at the kitchen table helping Jude with math when Jesus and Brandon walked in the back door. Brandon had been tasked with teaching Jesus and Mariana how to drive, a task, knowing the twins, she wouldn't wish on her worst enemy.

Jesus leaned over inspecting Jude's math homework. "X=42 huh?"

The thirteen year old looked at his paper then at the older teen. "Yeah, see?"

Jesus tapped the paper with a smirk. "Check again."

This of course had Jude pulling out his calculator with a scowl.

"Dude, since when are you the math whiz?" Brandon laughed as Callie walked over to her brother's side of the table.

"It's right Jude." Callie said. "I watched you do it remember?"

"You're such a jerk." Jude rolled his eyes at Jesus but a small grin was visible.

"Hey Brandon," Callie searched him out. "Can I ask you something?"

Brandon nodded walking with Callie toward the fridge. "What's up?"

"Well, you know how we were talking about driving lessons… and you taught Mariana and Jesus…?"

Brandon felt a grin pulling at his lips. "Oh no! No way, I've already got whiplash." He rubbed his neck.

"Come on!" Callie pouted. "I can't be nearly as bad as Jesus. From what Jude's told me, he was prepping for Nascar."

Brandon laughed. "You got me there. So, you really want to do this or are you just trying to one up Mariana?"

Callie smirked. "What if I said both?"

"You're terrible!"

"Maybe…" Callie reached past Brandon's hand grabbing a bottle of water. "Now come on, we've got about an hour before Mariana comes in asking to watch Dance Moms."

Brandon sighed. Tomorrow was going to be interesting.

Stef walked in to find Mariana, Brandon and Callie watching Dance Moms of all things. Stef smiled to herself, how on earth had her headstrong daughter convinced her headstrong son and her stubborn foster daughter to sit through an hour of women screaming at the top of their lungs? She voiced the question out loud to the teenagers on the couch as Mariana turned around.

"Actually it was a six episode marathon."

"Even more surprising." Stef raised her eyebrows as Callie laughed.

"I wanted to leave, but Callie held me down." Brandon replied. "My Idyllwild audition song has more difference in tone than Abby's voice."

"Now who's being a jerk?" Callie said. She felt the same way about the show, but there was no way she'd risk Mariana's wrath by voicing it out loud.

The aforementioned wrath was being demonstrated as Mariana slapped Brandon with a pillow sending him tumbling to the floor at the exact moment that Lena walked in retrieving the pillow and looking from her wife to her son and daughter. "What did I miss here?"

"Brandon dissed Dance Moms in front of Mariana." This came from Jude in the kitchen who had been watching the action with wide eyes as his pencil remained frozen in his hand.

"Oh really?" Lena and Mariana shared a secret glance as Callie's jaw dropped. That was the same trouble look they had been wearing when Jesus had gotten pulled into the lake. This was way more fun than Dance Moms.

A/N: So what do you think so far? This is just a short little introduction/setup with some fluff thrown in. I'm not sure how long this will be. Maybe five or six chapter minimum. There will be a couple chapters before the car wreck, but most of the story, as the summary implies will be focused on the aftermath.