A/N: Hi, okay so I've been wanting to try this out for a while. This is my version of a switch: what if Brandon was the one in juvie and Callie and Jude were Stef's biological children? I'm not 100% sure how this will go, but I'm planning on hopefully extending through seasons one and two. I own nothing you recognize, none of it... not mine. Just my interpretation of events.

Chapter One

The dark haired boy walked in the hallway with his eyes down and his mouth set in a firm line. His hands clenching at his jean pockets were the only thing keeping him steady. He couldn't have any trouble, not today, but trouble seemed to have a way of finding him.

"Yo man, heard you're gettin' out today huh?" The boy found himself with an unwanted companion.

He looked up, not saying anything, scarcely daring to blink. He was so close.

"Hey! Why you so quiet dude? You were pretty mouthy yesterday! Made me lose my yard privileges!" A rough shove against the wall. He curled up, putting his hands up against the blows even though he so desperately wanted to punch back. He couldn't, not today, not when he was so close.

The guards were on them in a flash, pulling one boy off of the other and shoving the instigator to his cell. The dark haired boy was shuffled wordlessly toward release.

Lena Adams sat in her car in the parking lot sighing in frustration as she was greeted once again by her partner's voicemail At the same moment, a young man tapped on her window. "Hey Lena? I'm David! "

She rolled down the window nodding even as a look of confusion crossed her features. "Where's Bill? he was supposed to meet me here."

David began walking in step with Lena. "Yeah… one of his cases…. one of the kids in one of his foster homes OD'd, so he had to rush to the hospital."

"My god." Lena said.

"Yeah… terrible." David said. "Anyway, the reason we called…Brandon Avery… he just got out and he's been having a bit of a problem with male authority."

Lena sighed. "So you thought of us?"

David nodded.

"What was he in for?" Lena asked.

David winced slightly before replying. "Property damage and assault."

Lena's eyes widened as she rubbed her forehead. "Listen David, we want to help, but… we can't have anyone violent in our house. We have our own kids to worry about."

David shook his head. "No, Lena, he's not… " The man looked at her trailing off as Lena watched the guards escort a teenaged boy out.

Lena's expression softened at the sight. The boy was staring at her with barely there hope and fear. His chin was bruised purple and blue and his lip was caked with blood. "What happened to him?"

"Couple of the guys jumped him on the way out, he got beat up pretty good." David said. "If you guys can't take him, we can probably send him to one of the group homes until we find a placement."

Lena's eyes connected with the boy's as she felt her heart shatter. Stef would probably have a fit, but she couldn't just let him suffer. "No… it's fine." she smiled uneasily. "It's just temporary right?"

David smiled walking over to the boy, to tell him, Lena assumed. It would definitely be interesting to see how this turned out.

Callie sat on the bleachers next to her mom. It was Jude's big game and they were winning six to two. She held the camera snapping pictures left and right. These would make an awesome addition to the birthday album she was working on for mom, if she could just avoid everyone barging into the garage during development.

She felt the bleacher vibrate as her mom's phone went off… again. "Mom, are you going to get that?"

Stef glanced down, then smiled at her daughter. "Thanks Love." She picked up the cell phone. It was Lena. "Hey Babe, yeah, they're winning. It's the ninth inning."

Callie saw Stef's face change. "Uh huh… oh really? Okay… alright. We'll talk about it when we get home. I love you too."

Stef tapped her phone. "Sorry. That was Mama."

"What's going on? Is something wrong?" Callie frowned.

Stef forced a smile. "No, of course not Callie."

"O...kay, if you say so." Callie raised her eyebrows knowingly.

"Just take your pictures." Stef waved her away.

Callie sighed, but soon found herself lost in the shutters and clicks of her camera as she captured several successful hits and catches made by her little brother.

Brandon sighed as he was guided to the car by David. Another new home, at least it beat juvie, but he still couldn't get any answers.

"I don't understand. Why can't I see Cara?" Brandon pulled his arm out of David's grasp as his voice climbed. "Can somebody tell me?"

David rubbed his face. "Brandon, there are rules and… if you do, if you do and something happens, you could end up locked up again."

That was bull, Brandon had a feeling the guy was just making stuff up. At least with Bill, he knew what he was hearing would be straight. Brandon and David stopped in front of a woman who looked at him with a smile.

"Brandon?"

"Yeah, that's me." Brandon nodded.

"I'm Lena, it's nice to meet you."

That's what they all said. As Lena unlocked the car door for him, telling him to put on his seat belt, his thoughts drifted far and away, still lost in the stuff of nightmares.

A/N: So... how'd I do? I tried not to copy the exact events, but there will be some overlap, at least at first. Let me know!