Hey guys! This is a short into chapter to my new story, Daddy's Little Princess! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Lab Rats

Douglas Davenport had few possession of his own that weren't brand new. Basic stuff, but still sentimental. Like his father's watch, or his handmade wallet, or his first ray gun. (Well, second. Donnie broke his prototype).

And every now and then Douglas would removed the few photos her kept in his wallet to reminisce. Him and Donald in front of Davenport Industries, him with his kids the first christmas he had all three, and a few others. Today, in particular, Douglas found himself staring at the one photo her had of just him and Bree.

Her brown hair, even then, long and out of control, the biggest smile on the earth spread across her face, her arms wrapped around her father's neck.

If only things were that simple now with the kids. If only they hadn't grown up.

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Chase yawned as he awoke from his capsule induced slumber. He turned his head, alarmed not seeing Bree in the next capsule. He was alarmed further by what he did see in Bree's capsule.

He quickly got out of his and yanked open Adam's.

"What gives?!" Adam asked, irritated by the rude awakening.

"Look!" Chase snapped.

A young girl, maybe four years old, stood asleep in the middle capsule. She had long brown, out of control hair and a light pink dress on.

"Go get Mr. Davenport," Chase told Adam, who ran off to get their father.

Chase watched the girl, even he unable to figure out who she was and why she was there.

Donald came in with Adam. "And you kids didn't hear anything last night?!" Donald gasped.

"No, our capsules are sound proof, you were the one who made them!" Chase huffed.

"What about Leo?" Donald asked.

'Well, considering he is still sleeping on the couch while we are yelling, I bet he didn't see anything. I think he would have told us if a little kid came in and replaced Bree," Chase replied.

Donald nodded, slowly opening the capsule door.

The girl's eyes jolted open.

"Calm down, we aren't going to hurt you. What is your name?" Donald asked gently, taking a step back.

Terrified, the girl super sped away, leaving the rest frozen in shock.

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Douglas awoke to the lovely sounds of his screaming older brother. "Douglas!"

Douglas groaned, pulling back the sheets and forcing himself to get up. "What now Donnie?"

"Don't Donnie me!" Donald snapped. "I want to know why there is a little girl with super sped running around the island! And why she looks uncannily similar to Bree when she was that age,"

"I have no idea!" Douglas defended, putting on his jacket. The two brothers walked out through the hallway to the main area. "So you just found her sleeping in Bree's capsule?" he asked.

"Yeah," Donald sighed, "No clue as to how or why. Now, she just keeps running and hiding around the island, we can't find her anywhere,"

"WE FOUND HER!" they heard Adam scream. "INCOMING!" he warned.

But it was not quick enough. The girl tackled Douglas, hugging him tightly. "Daddy!"

Donald raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure you didn't have another kid you gave bionics to?"

Douglas glared at him. "Of course not," he looked down at the girl, instinctively holding onto her. "Honey, what's your name?" he asked gently.

She looked at him, clearly confused. "Daddy, it's me, Bree!"

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