This chapter not counting the A/Ns is exactly 100 words. Perfect drabble (not the writing itself, but the number of words). Thank you to all reviewers. Please expect an update every day or sometimes twice a day. And enjoy. I don't own Lab Rats.
I will fly, foolishly, freely, feisty.
Bree was full of guilt from when she had abandoned her brothers.
But perhaps now, when given a second chance, she could fulfill her duty.
To avenge her wrongdoings.
And so, rising from the ashes, she would fly, straight and true, into her heart.
She would find what could be done to make things right.
Perhaps she did not have the bionic ability to fly, but she could fly between the borders of this terrible reality. When this reality came crashing down, flying was the only thing left.
Go, phoenix, go and rise away!
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