A/N: Before I begin, I'd just like to say, I love The Fosters, and I totally ship Brandon and Callie together. Sadly, I don't own any of the characters, just my story line, and any original characters I may introduce. I hope you like this story and let me know what you think! This first chapter takes place during episode, 1x10, 'I Do'. (also, I'm very happy that The Fosters got picked up for another 10 episodes! Woot, sadly, not til January does our beloved show return.) Anyway, enough of my babbling, enjoy!

"I …I know what I deserve now."

"Do you?"

Callie looked at Brandon before he moved closer, continuing his talking. "Cause you do…deserve to be happy. You're amazing…and kind…and smart, and beautiful." Callie looked down. Brandon just called her beautiful. Her heart fluttered. "And, you deserve to be happy. You deserve to have everything you want."

In that moment, Callie leaned up, putting her lips to Brandon's. The passion between them increased, and the sparks between them were undeniable. The kiss was deepened, and they broke apart for a mere second and Callie smiled. This was the happiest she'd felt in a long time. Especially after what happened with Liam.

They then heard the gate open, and Jude was standing there. Callie's heart dropped. "Jude!" she called after him, repeating his name over again.

"Why do you always have to ruin everything?! They were going to keep us!" Jude yelled at his sister.

"I'm sorry, I promise I won't do it again."

"Yes you will, cause you're selfish! And you do selfish things. You say you care so much for me, yet, all you think about is yourself!" Jude continued yelling.

Callie stood there, not even sure how to react. Had she really been that selfish? She stood in silence as Jude walked back to the Foster home for Stef and Lena's wedding. Her heart broke for her little brother. She knew it was wrong to kiss Brandon, but the feelings she had for him were undeniable. Sure, when she was with Wyatt, she felt happy, but not nearly as happy as when she spent time with Brandon. When she and Wyatt kissed, it was eh. But, when her and Brandon kissed just now, there were sparks, fireworks, butterflies and everything girls dream their kiss with a guy would be.

The rest of the night was weird with Brandon. He noticed him sneaking glances her way every now and again, and she made up with Jude. Stef and Lena were so happy now that they were finally married. Later that night, Callie sat in her bed thinking, knowing what she had to do. She had to run away. It was best. Best for Jude because the Fosters would still keep him. Why would they wanna keep a girl like her anyway? She just made out with her foster brother hours before, knowing it was wrong.

She quickly packed her bag full of her clothes, grabbed her backpack, and left her phone on the bedside table. She knew that once they all knew she was gone, they'd try calling her, asking her to come home. She didn't want that. She peered over at Mariana, who was still sleeping of course, and she sighed. Callie walked out of the room they shared, and went and peeked in at Jesus 's room that he shared with Jude. Her heart broke as she knew she was leaving her little brother, even after she promised the foster system would never separate them again.

Lastly, she peered in on Brandon's room. She wanted to cry, seeing his perfect face, sleeping happily. She sniffled, holding back the tears that threatened to pour out of her soft, brown eyes. She then left the house, knowing there was one person that would help her. Wyatt. She knew he was leaving with his mom to Indiana to move in with his grandparents. She just needed to get out of here. Anything.

As she sat in the car with Wyatt, the tears that she hadn't cried, threatened to come out again. Wyatt spoke, snapping her out of her thoughts.

"Are you ok Callie?"

Callie nodded her head. "Yeah…I'm fine."

"Okay…" Wyatt continued to drive. It wasn't long before they stopped for some lunch, and Callie had to admit, she was hungry.

Back at the Foster home:

When Mariana awoke the next morning, she noticed Callie's bed empty. She blinked, and went over to the closet that Callie had, nothing there. Mariana started to panic, she called Callie's cell and then heard it, seeing it on the bedside table. "Shit, Callie." She groaned. She ran to Brandon's room, knocking on his door.

"Coming!" Brandon shouted, pulling off his covers, and opened his door. "What do you want Mariana?" he asked, seeing his sister.

"Callie's gone."

Right as Mariana spoke those words, Brandon's heart dropped. "Di...Did you call her cell?"

"She left it here."

"We need to tell moms."

Mariana nodded, and went to go knock on the bedroom that her moms shared. She hated to ruin this special weekend, but, she had to let them know. When Stef opened the door, Mariana told her what was going on, and in all the commotion, Jude and Jesus had woken up, and upon hearing his sister was gone, Jude broke down crying. Lena came out, hugging Jude close to her.

Brandon knew one thing, he had to find Callie. He HAD to. He loved her. He stopped in his thoughts. He loved her? Yes, he did. He knew it was wrong because she was his foster sister. But, there was just something about Callie. Brandon was snapped out of his thoughts by Stef. "B? Did Callie say anything to you?"

"No mom, she didn't. I'm going to go find her." Brandon said.

"Not without me you aren't." Stef told her son.

"No mom, I have to do this on my own. She might listen to me."

Stef looked at Lena, then to Jesus, then to Mariana, to Brandon, to Jude, and back to Brandon. She sighed. "Alright. Be careful B."

"I will." And with that, Brandon got ready for the day, grabbed the keys, and drove to the first place he thought she may be, at Wyatt's.

So what did you think? Let me know