It was a beautiful day- not unlike the days before- but this day was particularly special. It was the last day of vacation for the Lab Rats before they had to return to the Bionic Island. Everyone had their own plans in place. Bree walked with Tasha to the front door.

"I'm so excited for our girl's day out!" Tasha squealed.

Bree grinned. "I'm just glad to be away from… this." She gestured at the boys, Leo playing Revenge of the Pig Zombies and Chase arguing with Douglas about a calculus problem ("Derivatives of inverse trig functions are no different than derivatives of hyperbolic trig functions!" "You're forgetting about derivatives of exponential and logarithm functions!"). Mr. Davenport was still working on the same invention he had been working on for the past few days, which he had kept secret, refusing to give a hint about it, not even to Chase or Douglas.

Adam walked in. "Ooh, the mall? Are you guys getting smoothies?"

Tasha responded, "Yes, we are, and-"

"Yum, count me in!" He interrupted. Bree groaned.

"Adam, this is supposed to be just Tasha and me!"

Tasha looked at Adam, then Bree. "Let's let him tag along this time. It may be more fun with him than you think."

"But-" Bree protested. She sighed. "Fine," she grumbled.

"Oh, I just remembered. My car is nearly out of gas. We'll have to stop at the gas station," Tasha said.

A smile crept on Bree's face. "There's no need for that…"

A confused Tasha was suddenly placed on Bree's back by Adam, followed by him. "Hold on tight!" He told Tasha. Bree super sped out the door as Tasha screamed. It quickly faded.

Chase and Douglas, settling down after their unfinished quarrel, began wondering what was so important about the secrecy of the project Mr. Davenport was working on. They joined Leo on the couch in the living room, where he was mesmerized with the TV.

"Maybe Mr. Davenport's invention is for a buyer who has asked for it to be confidential, but wouldn't he just say that?" Chase questioned.

Douglas chimed in. "Maybe. Back when we worked together in running Davenport Industries, some of our buyers would ask for their purchase to be confidential because they were afraid people would try to steal it if they knew what they possessed. Or they were buying a present and didn't want to spoil the surprise. You never can tell!" Douglas grinned.

"Really?" Chase asked in disbelief. He looked at the countertop. There were seven bowls. Six were empty, save for a few millimeters of milk left. Everyone had eaten breakfast—well, all except:

"Mr. Davenport didn't eat breakfast. His bowl is still full." Chase had set up breakfast for everyone this morning with the healthiest cereal they had in their cupboard. Chase's eyes suddenly lit up and he wore an 'I have a crazy idea' grin. He turned to Douglas. "If Mr. Davenport forgot breakfast, perhaps we should bring it to him in the lab—"

"—and we'll have a reason to come down and see his invention!" Douglas finished. "Let's go!" They rushed to the other room. Chase dashed back to the kitchen and grabbed Davenport's bowl.

"Whoops." He ran back to join Douglas.

In the lab, the elevator opened, and Chase and Douglas crept out. Mr. Davenport was nowhere in sight. Chase entered the lab as Douglas stopped in the doorway.

"Wow. I just realized I haven't been in this lab all too much. And to think, the first visit I had here was to place a bomb in it. Such memories," Douglas recalled.

"Thanks for the reminder. But, hey, your visit after that was to help Bree with her chip. Dramatic change."

"I really am sorry for everything I've done to you guys. I hope you can forgive me." Douglas looked at Chase, crestfallen.

"We all already have," Chase replied with a small smile. "If it wasn't for you, Bree would've never gotten her bionics back."

Douglas smiled with pride. "Well, that is true! Donny would never have figured out how to fix the chip without my intellectual-"

"Don't push it."

"Okay."

To their surprise, Chase and Douglas found nothing in the lab, except for the things already there: the supercomputer, the 4D simulator, the spectrometer (Chase was still in love with it) and Leo's desk. The capsules were moved upstairs into Tasha's sewing room so Mr. Davenport could work in secret.

"I don't get it," Chase said. "What could Mr. Davenport have been working on if not a secret project?" He put the cereal bowl on Leo's desk. Chase suddenly remembered the first time he saw the lab. Leo had pressed a button on the tablet he held and his desk had popped up from the ground. He looked back to the fight with Krane in the lab. Bree had pressed a button on the same tablet that caused a part of the floor to open up and temporarily trap Krane. The tablet lay on the supercomputer. Chase grabbed it and pressed the button that allowed a part of the floor to open. Another part came up with a covered machine. Chase and Douglas looked at each other and danced.

"We found it, we found it!" They sung. They heard footsteps coming from the hallway and they again looked at each other. They ran behind the supercomputer table, peeking from above. Mr. Davenport came in, talking on the phone.

"I'm sending it to one of my facilities tonight... Yes, pickup at 8… All right, bye." He hung up. "Score! I can't believe how much he's paying for this invention! This is probably a record for me." He walked to the invention, pulling off the cover. It looked like a ray. "Looking perfect, just like me." He covered it and started wheeling it off to the elevator. He stopped at Leo's desk and took the bowl. "Mmm, breakfast!" He went into the elevator and the doors closed. Chase and Douglas emerged from their hiding spot.

"What was that?" Chase questioned.

"I don't know," Douglas responded. "I've never seen anything like that. He's never made something that elementary-looking before."

"Well, even if it does just look like a ray, it must be pretty powerful, or Mr. Davenport wouldn't have gotten as much money as he makes it seem like he's getting," Chase added.

"He's always happy getting money." Chase shrugged and mouthed, Yeah. They went back upstairs, where Leo was still playing Revenge of the Pig Zombies.

"Hey Leo," Douglas said. "Have you seen Mr. Davenport recently, like… I don't know, 20 or so seconds ago?"

"I don't know." Leo's eyes were glued to the screen.

"Aren't you a bit old to be playing video games, Leo?" Chase smiled.

Leo looked at Chase solemnly. "You can never be too old to play video games."

Chase and Douglas looked at each other and shrugged. As they rekindled their calculus argument, little did anybody know that Mr. Davenport's invention would be much more powerful than he ever intended.

I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! Reviews are always appreciated! This is my first fanfic, so please tell me how I did.