Title: Control

Rating: high T

Genre: Drama, angst, family, romance, hurt/comfort

Characters: OC, LR characters with a few original characters

Parings: OC/OC, Leo/Janelle, Bree/OC, Adam/OC, Donald/Tasha, hints of Chase/OC

Summary: Control equals the power to influence or direct people's behavior or the course of events. In this AU; there is an additional family member – Lyric Rosalina Dooley, the fraternal twin sister of Leo Francis Dooley.

A/N: First story in this fandom! This plot has been floating around in my mind for a while now so I thought I'd give it a go. Of course this is still a work in progress. It might be a little confusing but a lot more will be explained as we go on so hang in there for me, will ya? ;D Apologies for OOCness, grammatical errors, etc.
Your thoughts are always welcome! Xx

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Lab Rats or its characters, etc. only the original characters and the plot.


I.

'Mom and Big D asked abt u. Told them u went 2 bed already. Don't worry u can thank me later ;)' —8:09 P.M.

'kay so i might've accidentally told adam bree chase that u snuck out.' —8:20 P.M.

'WHAT !11 Leo i told u NOT 2 tell them !' —8:22 P.M.

'They kept asking abt u. what was i supposed 2 do?' —8:23 P.M.

'be a GOOD BROTHER and keep ur mouth SHUT like we agreed!' —8:23 P.M.

'look im sorry ok?' —8:24 P.M.

'whatever' —8:26 P.M.

'ABC says they will keep it a secret only if ur back by 9 and they know where u r.' —8:30 P.M.

'Lyric?' —8:35 P.M.

'what leo? im busy' —8:35 P.M.

'(O_O) with what? or should i say with who?' —8:36 P.M.

'shut it Leo. Don't worry about it and tell ABC its a deal.' —8:36 P.M.

'mhm. okay.' —8:37 P.M.

'WHERE R U? !1!' —10:05 P.M.

'Lyric, pick ur phone up NOW im not kidding!' —10:35 P.M.

'Chase is beginning 2 freak. U know how he gets when he's too worked up lyric. PICK UPPPP!' —10:36 P.M.

'R u with him rn? U better NOT do anything stupid Lyric' —10:37 P.M.

'Lyric I'm starting 2 get worried tell me where you are NOW' —11:01 P.M.

'Why aren't u answering my, Adam, Bree or Chase's calls or txts?' —11:10 P.M.

'Lyric u promised u would be home by now. IT'S MIDNIGHT FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! PICK UP' —11:20 P.M.

'On my way' —11:22 P.M.

It's amazing how much can change in such a short span of time. Or what seemed like a short span of time. Lyric wasn't quite sure.

It's also quite mind-blowing how much a person is willing to sacrifice for the one they love, how willing one is to change oneself completely, in order to satisfy the person they love. How willing one is to put their own happiness on the line so that said person they're in love with are happy. The fact that they're happy makes you happy so therefore it's doesn't really feel like you're giving up or losing out on anything because, when you're in love, their happiness is your happiness. Their sadness is your sadness. Their pain is your pain. You almost feel incomplete without them.

When you're with the person you're in love with, physically there with them, you essentially feel flushed. You feel like you're on cloud nine, as corny and stereotypical as it sounds, it's true. You feel this high when you're with them, this lightness that is hard to explain, but the moment the feeling occurs, you recognize it immediately. You feel warm and fuzzy. You feel... happy.

But when they're gone, out of sight, you long for them. You long for their touch, their smile, their eyes, their hands, their everything. They are all you think about, even at the oddest times of the day. Their the first person that crosses your mind when you wake, and the last endearing thought before you rest your eyes to sleep. They're in your dreams and in everything you do.

And when you're in love, I mean, really, crazy stupid in love, you begin to see them in almost everyone you meet, whether it's subconsciously or not. You compare them (in my case) with every male you meet. It's not like you mean to, it just... happens and it's really nothing you can do about it.

It's all apart of the deal of falling in love. You assume the responsibilities of the lasting effects and after effects of experiencing it. And sometimes it can be one of the best things ever.

And other times, it could make you feel like it's the end of the world.

Bottom line is: love makes you do crazy things. Things you never thought you would do, not only to yourself but to the others around you.

She guesses that's why she finds herself justified in her actions as of late. It certainly doesn't mean she doesn't feel bad for the way things have been these past two months, but she does feel somewhat validated.

A vibration startles her out of her thoughts as she looks down at the cellular in her hands, indicating a notification of a new text message she has received.

'how r u going 2 get back?' —11:27 P.M.

'same way i left' —11:27 P.M.

'which is..." —11:27 P.M.

'walking.' —11:28 P.M.

'WHAT! no way it's middle of the night! Where r u? Adam and the rest of us r going 2 pick u up.' —11:29 P.M.

'i'll be fine' —11:30 P.M.

'no u WON'T. i'm not letting my sister walk home in the middle of the night. it's too dangerous. txt me the address NOW Lyric.' —11:30 P.M.

Knowing her brother would not budge, she gives in texting him the address. Only it's not the address to her exact location, but the address to the local twenty-four hour mini mart that was only five minutes away from where she actually was. She didn't want any of her siblings to know where she was and what she's been up to and who with. She wasn't ready for them to know yet. Leo only knew about who she was with because he was such a nosy brother. Always has been. So keeping something from him was nearly impossible most of the time. Though she did fear he would eventually blab about it to their older sibs because, well, that was Leo. He wasn't the best at keeping secrets.

It's not that he did it on purpose, telling she means, it just... slips. Without him being fully aware, of course. It's innocent enough. Although, It seems to have gotten worse these past few years and Lyric suspects part of that is due to his constantly being around their oldest stepbrother Adam, whom Leo was just alike in the area of keeping secrets.

But hey, every family has that one person(s) who just can't hold water for long, right? Welp, Adam and Leo are steadily fighting for that role in the Davenport-Dooley family.

There's a slight hitch in her breath as there is slight movement beside her. She couldn't believe she almost forgot that there was someone else in the room with her, lying beside her, snoozing peacefully.

She freezes for a moment before she feels the person's arm that's loosely wrapped around her waist tighten. She could feel his cool breath on her bare shoulder and she dares a cautious glance at the person laying next to her, resisting the urge to breathe a sigh of relief when she realizes that the person was still fast asleep.

Good.

She wasn't sure if she was ready to face him yet. Not after what occurred just a few short hours ago. She wasn't sure how to feel, about losing her virginity and all. It was planned, yes, but it certainly wasn't like how they portray it in the movies.

Romantic, satisfying, and most of all: painless.

It was awkward, less than satisfying, and hurt like nobody's business! Too much to possibly enjoy it half as much as the individual laying beside her seemed to.

She didn't say anything though, just braced herself through the pain. Thankfully being able to will back all of the tears that threatened to escape throughout the whole thing.

It bothers her a little though, that he didn't seem to pay attention to how she was doing while they were... you know. He seemed so preoccupied in his own satisfaction that he failed to inquire about her well-being. I mean, she did inform him that this was her first time and she'd think he'd be a little more... attentive, a bit more gentle, and a little more thoughtful. But she quickly discarded those thoughts. It wasn't a completely horrible experience and he did ask her if she was okay after which she did appreciate. After all, she should have just told him that it hurt, that he was hurting her, but she didn't. So whatever happened was her fault for not speaking up when she had the chance. No one has the power to read minds so why should she expect him to be able to?

Besides, she is the one who initiated it. She wanted it. He definitely wanted it. What would she look like stopping him and telling him how she really felt. Which was many things, but petrified being the most dominant. She couldn't have done that. It would not only have completely ruined the moment, but made him feel like she didn't want this, which she did.

Or at least she thought she did.

No.

She did. But if she would have known that the soreness would be as bad as this. She definitely would have gave it a second thought.

But it was done and over with now. And though it wasn't the greatest, and she still doesn't know how to feel about it just yet, she knows she's glad it was with him. That, she's for sure about.

'We r almost there. Adam got lost again. (-_-) Hang tight sis.' —11:40 P.M.

Lyric suppressed a giggle before casting another glance at the stilled form beside her, careful not to disturb his slumber as her bare feet made contact with the soft woven fabric of the carpet, quickly dressing. She tip toes across his room to his bathroom. She needed to make sure there was no trace of the kind of activity they'd been up to that night anywhere in her appearance.

Fixing up what she could, she exited the bathroom once again tip toeing across his room. Grabbing her purse, she slung it across her shoulder.

She gave the unmoving form one last glance over her shoulder before she was gone.

. . . .

"What was she doing all the way over here anyway?" Bree asked from her spot in the backseat of the car.

"I don't know but she's gonna get an earful from me. This is so dangerous! Seriously, what was she thinking coming all the way down here by herself and not telling us?"

"She told Leo," Adam pointed out.

"I wonder why she didn't tell me." Bree muttered a bit sourly.

"Which brings me to my next question: Why did she tell you Leo?"

"Because I'm awesome?"

"I don't think so," Bree said, turning to face him. "Why didn't she want us to know? We wouldn't have told on her if that's what she was afraid of."

"Yeah. Cause we can so keep secrets. Like the one where I caught Bree squeezing into her jeans just the other day and she threatened that if I breathed a word of it to anyone, she'd tell Leo I was the one who accidentally flushed Oscar down the toilet." Adam chuckled but then stopped when he realized what he'd just let slip. "Oops.."

"Adam!" Both Bree and Leo chorused, one from embarrassment and the other from shock.

"You were the one who did it! How could you?!"

"It was an accident!" Adam said defensively, turning to look at his youngest brother apologetically. "I thought he would get tired swimming around in that little tank you had him in all the time, so, I figured he'd have more room in the toilet where there's more water and space." Adam shrugged. "Then I had gotten the sudden urge to... you know and well, you know the rest."

Everyone's (with the exception of Adam) face contorted in utter repugnance as they stared at their eldest brother.

"I don't know whether I should be mad or feel complete remorse for Oscar's last moments." Leo shuddered, shaking his head, desperately trying to rid his brain at the imagery that was seeping its way into the forefront of his brain.

"Anyway," Chase said, obvious disgust in his tone. "You didn't answer my question, Leo."

Leo sighed. "Look, she didn't exactly tell me. I might have accidentally overheard a conversation she may have had over the phone discussing her plans of sneaking out later tonight."

"So you were eavesdropping?" Bree deadpanned.

"Bree, eavesdropping is such a harsh way to put it. More like overheard."

"Mmhm."

"I still don't understand why she didn't tell the rest of us. What she doesn't trust us or something?"

Leo could easily detect the hurt and slight annoyance in his older brother's voice and Leo couldn't help but think that Chase meant it having do to with he, Adam, and Bree not being Lyric's blood siblings for the reason she didn't tell them.

"Well if it's any consolation, she wouldn't have told me either if I hadn't been eaves—I mean, overhearing." Leo corrected, catching the pointed look Bree shot him in his peripheral. He shrugged, "she's been keeping me out of the loop when it comes to things like this, too. So don't take it too personally."

"I guess your right." Chase replied with a sigh a few seconds later, "I just wish she'd be more open with us. She's been so closed off lately. She's never been that way before. I guess I can't help but wonder if it's something I did."

"I doubt that. But I do agree with the whole closed off thing," Leo said, "she has been more secretive lately and for the life of me I can't figure out why..."

"Maybe she just needs some space?" Bree offered, "I mean, I of all people know what the struggle is like living with a bunch of guys. As a girl, you just need a day to yourself. Maybe that's what this was about."

"Maybe." Chase replied, skeptically.

Leo stayed silent. He felt bad for not speaking up about the real reason why Lyric kept them out of the loop. He wanted to say something, but he knew it wasn't his place to tell.

Silence filled the car and after a few more stop signs, red lights and green lights. They finally reached their destination where they saw Lyric perched on a bench. She spotted them before they spotted her, so she just stood and waved her hand in the air to get their attention which she successfully did.

"Hey guys," Lyric smiled as she slid in the back seat next to Leo, shooting him a pointed look before shutting the door behind her, clicking on her seat belt and once again the car began to move.

"Don't 'hey guys' us. Do you know what time it is? The danger you put yourself in tonight? You ignored all of our calls and text messages. You could have at least shot one of us a text letting us know you were okay. I don't appreciate being lied to, either."

"Chase I—"

"What if something bad happened and we couldn't get to you because we didn't know where you were and couldn't reach you?"

"Chase I'm—"

"What you did was selfish, reckless, and dangerous, and—"

"Chase! Calm down, will you? I'm fine, alright? Just relax."

"Relax? Relax? You want to me relax when you had us worried half to death the whole night?!"

"You're overreacting."

"Overreacting? I'm overreacting?!" Chase nearly flipped. Leo could see the two prominent varicose veins from where he was sitting that always seem to pop out whenever Chase got worked up.

Leo sighed, knowing if he didn't step in now things would only escalate. "Look, maybe we should just discuss this tomorrow when things are less intense and everyone's had their full eight hours of sleep."

There was a prolonged silence that Leo took as a unanimous decision to at least hold off until tomorrow. The rest of the ride was in silence. An awkward one at that.

Finally though, they were home and made it back in one piece without waking neither their parents or Eddy.

Silently, they each muttered their good night's to one another as they broke apart to go their separate ways. Each hoping tomorrow would bring some sort of clarity and understanding to the events that occurred that night.